A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 208 The Fist of Annihilation

When one cultivates the Nine Cauldrons Skill to the final level, one can integrate all the previous moves and combine them into five seal techniques.

The book begins with the seal of King Yu.

The casting of the Nine Tripods by King Yu is itself a symbol of peace and tranquility for the mountains and rivers. The key to this seal technique lies in the conception of suppression and stillness.

In the past, if Shenwu Guiyi wanted to perfectly display the power of the "Yu Wang Seal," he needed nine other sorcerers trained within the family to connect with the earth's energy and empower his spirit.

However, during the internal strife within the Shenwu family last time, Shenwu Mohe launched a sudden attack, killing four of the nine sorcerers in one fell swoop, and then defeating them one by one, leaving the formation incomplete. Shenwu Guiyi had no chance to unleash the Nine Cauldrons and Five Seals from beginning to end.

Now, after absorbing multiple Violet Fruits, Shenwu Guiyi can unleash even more majestic hand seals on his own than when the entire group worked together.

With his hands pushing forward, a quiet yet swift force created a continuously extending zone of silence that invaded Shenwu Maha.

On the shattered street, several rolling pebbles remained tilted and paused there, while wisps of dust drifted near the ground, as if captured by a high-definition camera.

The green tadpole-shaped spells floating in the air still retained their original shapes, but they had clearly lost their vitality and become empty patterns, no longer possessing the mysterious effects of witchcraft.

When this silence reached Shenwu Mohe, he lowered his right elbow and wrist to his waist, then stepped his left foot into a bow stance, and threw a punch without any sound or light effects, in an extremely simple and straightforward manner.

Click!

A crystal-clear cracking sound rang out in the air.

A visible crack appeared in the area in front of Shenwu Mohe and behind his fist.

The scenery in front remained still, but the things behind the crack became chaotic, with the rapidly colliding air forming three or four large and small cyclones behind him.

The corpses hanging on the high wall were made to adhere firmly to the wall by witchcraft, while their limbs were being whipped around by the violent wind, like many tattered flags being blown about and waving in the wind.

The silent power of the Yu King Seal, upon encountering the fist of the Divine Martial Maha, was like encountering an insurmountable chasm.

But Shenwu Guiyi's mood became even more invigorated, his face flushed, because although his Yuwang Seal did not continue to advance, it was not defeated either. That silent area was locked in a stalemate with Shenwu Mohe's fist power.

"The second seal, the first strike!"

While the two forces were clashing, Shenwu Guiyi changed his hand seals. As soon as the Mountain Opening Seal was formed, he immediately changed to the third seal.

Gun failed to control the floods and after his death, he transformed into a yellow dragon. The dragon's body broke open, and Yu the Great was born.

The third seal, Yellow Dragon.

The fourth seal, the Breath of Earth.

The Nine Cauldrons and Five Seals are each more powerful than the last. The only inconvenience is that they must be used one by one in order from one to five in order to achieve this increasing power.

If the fifth seal were used alone, its power would be comparable to that of the first seal.

Shenwu Guiyi can only gain a greater advantage when he seizes the opportunity when the opponent is unaware of this secret. In other words, he must at least severely injure or cripple the opponent within five seals to gain an advantage sufficient to secure victory.

If Shenwu Mohe survives the first round of five seals, he will definitely realize the key to the matter. In that case, it can almost be declared that Shenwu Guiyi has no hope of defeating him alone in this duel.

Just as the Breath of Earth Seal was formed, Shenwu Maha's fist lunged forward half an inch, and the outline of the fist seemed to suddenly enlarge.

That once silent street was instantly transformed by the force of his punch into a gray dust storm that swept across the ground and roared away.

With a wave of his hand, Shenwu Guiyi made the concrete ground soften like waves, and layers of high walls rose up in front of him to block the storm.

At the same time, he fell backward, and a human-shaped hole appeared in the ground, allowing him to pass through. The hole then closed up, leaving no trace of damage.

Shenwu Mohe raised his fist and his body easily pierced through all the high walls as if cutting tofu, just in time to see the last moment when the cave entrance closed.

The dilapidated wall behind them seemed to swell and rise into the air like ocean waves.

In every direction—east, west, south, and north—huge waves of gray concrete surged forth, like an enormous four-leaf clover about to close its serrated leaves and unleash hundreds of tons of material upon its prey, crushing it to dust.

With a flick of his left hand, Shenwu Maha propelled the mountain bell out of the increasingly narrow gap formed by the surrounding giant waves, and ascended into the sky.

The deep green light controlled the large bell to ring in mid-air, its sound like a bell, and the concrete below, which was controlled by the Breath of Earth Seal, immediately slowed down.

Loooooo!!

Shenwu Maha's two rows of teeth clicked together, and a profound, ancient, and short incantation came from his throat as he punched the ground.

Avada Kedavra!

A massive, deep green fist imprint appeared for a moment, easily penetrating beneath the solid ground before splitting into hundreds of smaller fists, each trailing a long, thin green tail, and silently striking out in a curved path.

The magical energy is not a physical entity; it travels underground even faster than the Divine Martial Unity.

Just as he was about to unleash his fifth seal, several fists the size of an ordinary person's palm caught up with him, forcing him to use the Breath of Earth Seal to defend himself.

The loose soil collapsed in circles, becoming incredibly dense, and its color deepened, making it difficult for the fist formed by the sorcery energy to penetrate, causing it to shatter outside this dense layer of soil and stone.

But more eerie green fists came hurtling towards him with cunning arcs, forcing Shenwu Guiyi's body to gradually approach the ground.

If he is distracted by defense, he will find it difficult to form the fifth seal. If he does not defend, his progress will be disrupted, allowing the true form of the Divine Martial Maha to catch up.

"That inexplicable lunatic is perfectly normal in every other way!"

The unspeakable humiliation and resentment fueled his desire for victory, forcing Shenwu Guiyi to extract the combat wisdom from his mind.

On the ground, Shenwu Maha sensed the location that Avada Kedavra had tracked.

After a concentrated explosion of dozens of fist imprints, Shenwu Guiyi's figure flew out from underground.

Shenwu Mohe flashed over and punched him on the forehead. The power of the wizard's martial arts impacting his soul passed through his body, but Shenwu Guiban was completely unaffected and swung his hand to strike.

"Hmm?!" Shenwu Mohe's eyes changed slightly. With a flick of his wrist, he unleashed a uranium light wave fist with 30% of its power, blasting Shenwu Guiyi into a shower of stone fragments.

call!

Another Divine Martial Unity appeared behind him, which he smashed with a bent elbow.

Looking around, rows upon rows of divine warriors rose up on the ground, and the stagnant concrete waves in the four directions also revealed human figures. The rough concrete quickly transformed into exquisite human features.

With standard facial features, slightly deep-set eyes, and a slender build, Shenwu Guiyi has now appeared in more than two hundred cases, and the number is still rising.

They all possessed the power of the Violet Earth Vein, which mingled with the city's aura. They charged forward relentlessly, some leaping into the air, others sprinting at top speed, and still others stepping on their companions to reach higher places and unleash their hand seals.

Even the aura of the hand seals is so realistic that it's hard to tell the difference. Some are the Mountain-Opening Seal, and some are the Yu King Seal. Unless you actually touch them, Shenwu Maha can't tell the difference at all.

Shenwu Maha's eyes swept back and forth, revealing a steely glint in them.

It's the kind of luster that, after being forged and refined countless times, pierces into a cold spring, where even the rising smoke and hazy water cannot conceal its brilliance.

Then he lowered his eyelids, leaving only a sliver of light in his eyes, stood firmly on his feet, straightened his back, and crossed his arms in front of his chest.

His chest, arms, neck, and even the muscle lines of his face are more prominent in this pose.

However, making such a gesture during battle seems incredibly foolish.

A hand chopped at his cheek, a stab pierced his throat, a fist smashed his nose, a kick struck the hood of his dark green cloak, an attack on his head, and even his groin and buttocks were assaulted.

But his body was not damaged at all; instead, the hands and feet that struck him were broken, revealing the natural concrete beneath the fractures.

On the periphery of the crowd was a Shenwu Guiyi who seemed to have not yet been "colored". His whole body was gray-black like concrete after the rain, his hair looked particularly stiff, and his eyes did not blink. However, under the cover of the other similar beings, his ten fingers moved in a flexible manner.

When the other eight fingers were already intertwined, the pads of the two thumbs also slowly snapped together.

All the divine warriors merged into one and swarmed forward. The innermost circle lost its human form halfway through, turning into clumps of muddy mortar that crashed into the divine warrior Maha.

Shenwu Maha's drooping eyelids twitched slightly, and his clothes swayed.

These mortar particles possessed a striking force far exceeding that of the previously solid limbs.

Shenwu Mohe opened his eyes and tried to muster his strength to rise into the air, but more and more ash from the outside had gathered into streams of turbid liquid, which rushed towards him, pulling at his body and preventing him from soaring into the sky.

On both sides of the original street, the remaining foundations of some houses melted rapidly, like oil exposed to high temperatures, and flowed into this filthy, gray swamp.

Shenwu Mohe exerted his power again and rose upwards, stirring the surrounding air into a raging torrent, as if the entire swamp was about to be pulled away from the ground.

But the gray mud that was stretched upwards still firmly bound his body below the knees, and many turbid streams lashed out like long, tentacle-like whips, lashing and wrapping around Shenwu Maha's upper body, pulling him downwards.

Shenwu Mohe was slowly pulled back to the ground, the rolling mud surging up his neck and covering his head. The heavy impact even made his neck bones make a faint sound as if they were about to collapse under the weight.

A hundred meters behind him, a figure was hidden among the surging mud, pushing the power of the hand seal to its limit.

The Nine Tripods Longevity Elixir, the Disaster Flood Seal.

The concrete swamp, covering an area of ​​hundreds of meters, suddenly solidified from the outermost edge. Each splashing wave turned into a cement sculpture, and the surging waves formed an undulating, hard ground.

The force that originally softened the concrete, allowing it to flow like a liquid, is being withdrawn and concentrated towards the Divine Might Maha.

Even the kinetic and potential energy that the concrete should have possessed in its previous liquid turbidity state was completely borrowed away.

Die!!!

"God and Martial Unity" roared in his heart.

He even covered his mouth with an extremely hard stone shell to prevent himself from making a sound and alerting the enemy.

The kinetic and potential energy of the swamp's torrents, hundreds of meters long, concentrated on a mere two-meter-tall, well-built human, would likely pulverize even a person made entirely of titanium alloy into near-molecular-level fragments.

Just as the solidification phenomenon came within three meters of Shenwu Maha, he suddenly turned around.

Ninety percent of his head was covered by concrete, with only his left eye still showing, looking at Shenwu Guiyi.

Shenwu Guiyi seemed to realize something, but his mind couldn't come up with an answer in time.

Until he saw Shenwu Maha raise his arms, a flash of lightning seemed to strike his mind.

"By the way, this person was previously standing with their arms crossed over their chest!!"

Shenwu Mohe tore free of his restraints and appeared nearly a hundred meters in the air as if by magic, leaving only a crater in the center of the concrete swamp.

The power of the Disaster Flood Seal converged there, forming a terrible distortion, but it was no longer related to the Divine Martial Maha.

He had been resting for a long time, and now he threw a punch in mid-air.

The radiation from the Uranium Light Wave Fist ignited slightly on his body, and the flesh and blood beneath his cloak showed signs of crystallization, but these crystalline phenomena vanished in an instant.

Shenwu Maha's punch was devoid of light or color; his taut fist lightly struck the air.

Shenwu Guiyi, however, saw a white light that destroyed everything in his eyes.

The stone shell on his body had weathered away and scattered, his flesh was intact, his hair moved slightly, but his eyes had lost focus.

That punch had destroyed his soul, leaving him no chance to leave his last words.

Shenwu Mohe grabbed the Mountain-Driving Bell and flew down to Shenwu Guiyi's side, placing the large bell on Shenwu Guiyi's head.

when!when!when!

The sound of the bell gradually became more urgent.

Shenwu Mohe's gaze lingered on the Qushanduo for a moment, then he turned his head to the right, forcing Owen, who was approaching, to pause slightly.

Irving didn't really want to lose Shenwu Guiyi as an ally, but the situation changed too quickly, and he was a step too late.

Just as Shenwu Mohe and Owen were staring at each other, a paper airplane suddenly floated across the open space between them.

Irving suddenly swayed backward, his dodging movement so fast that even the shadow beneath his feet didn't have time to change.

Something flew past his forehead, leaving a straight scar.

Shenwu Mohe raised his hand and grabbed, his body suddenly staggering backward, sliding nearly thirty meters away.

A crimson glow emanated from between Shenwu Maha's fingers. When he opened his palm, the crimson, cone-shaped crystals had turned into dust and scattered, but a small burn remained on his palm and at the base of his four fingers (excluding his thumb).

The shot wasn't originally meant for him, but for Shenwu Guiyi, but he forcibly seized it.

Although Shenwu Guiyi's soul was destroyed, his physical body was not completely dead. If this shot succeeded, the power of the multiple Violet Fruits within him would be transferred to the gunman.

Owen sensed it and realized that in the short time it took for the two members of the Shenwu family to fight, the number of Violet Fruit owners had decreased sharply again, and now only a handful of people remained.

Behind the wall where Shinmu Maha had been sitting, Jubei's figure leaped out, eight large blades like eight wings spreading behind him, chasing after the trajectory of the paper airplane.

But halfway there, a pair of arms wreathed in golden flames clashed with his blades several times, intercepting him.

Mark stood before Jubei, his arms wrapped in the immortal power originating from the dragon, his eyes fixed on Jubei, and he shouted loudly.

"Magic Bullet, Owen, that old devil, this guy's hogging the fruit and not using it, what a waste! How about we team up and take him down first?"

Putting aside the question of whether he would waste the fruits of his labor, the strength that Shenwu Mohe had just displayed was enough to make everyone present feel a terrifying threat that they had to eliminate as soon as possible.

The gunner on the distant rooftop chuckled, picked up a paper airplane from the railing, and was about to throw it when he suddenly twisted his wrist and threw the paper airplane behind him.

The paper airplane, flying smoothly with the wind, was caught by Di Shaolong.

The magic bullet shooter had already turned his gun around and whistled.

"Cool! This is the first time my hiding place has been discovered so quickly when I was acting with the intention of killing. Asian, I don't think I've seen you in Violet City before?"

"Would you believe me if I said it was a coincidence?"

Di Shaolong shook his head helplessly and said, "I just wanted to find a good sniping spot to help my teammates."

The Marksman's face clearly showed disbelief: "You still have teammates in a situation like this?"

"Teammates and new friends," Di Shaolong smiled. "But don't worry, they're not here."

The magic bullet shooter glanced quickly to his side and behind out of the corner of his eye.

At the edge of the solidified cement swamp, someone was standing there, seemingly out of nowhere.

Although it was just a glimpse of his back, the Magic Bullet Shooter had seen some video footage before, and that should be Owen's old rival, I think his name was...

Shenwu Mohe stared at the man: "Guan Luoyang."

(End of this chapter)