A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Chapter 593 Continuous Battles, Eight Legions

"Having suppressed both the Wrath of Darkness and Shao Kang, how much strength do you have left?"

The white-browed Taoist's eyes flashed with cold light. He raised his arms, his body slightly floating in the air. The vast and boundless sinkhole shook violently. The concept of meridians, which was almost at the nine-star level, once again swallowed the intangible and tangible cosmic torrent.

Every strand of his hair and every joint radiates extraordinary sharpness. The slightest emanation of his power disturbs the external space-time, forming layers of radiating halos.

This halo was like a woven fabric of billions of rays of light, some so fine as to be barely discernible, while others were more prominent, forming very distinct ring-shaped beams of light on various locations such as the top of the white-browed Taoist's head, shoulders, elbows, wrists, chest, lower abdomen, and knees.

It's as if the universe and starry sky are being stirred up, forming new and intense vortices, with each bright and vast galactic vortex serving as an important joint.

The convergence of multiple star vortex halos eventually pieced together the body of the White-Browed Taoist.

Such sharpness and fierce will undoubtedly indicate a readiness to fight Guan Luoyang to the bitter end, with the determination to shatter everything and completely break through Guan Luoyang's defenses.

But just as the White-Browed Taoist was about to strike, his entire figure vanished into thin air.

To him, the cosmic torrent power he now carries within his body, and all things in space and time within a localized area, are no different from a layer of loose, rotten paper.

Even if the density of matter in the lower half of this sinkhole reaches the level of a black hole, the strong gravity it generates is enough to distort layers of spacetime and affect the teleportation ability of an eight-star powerhouse.

In this state, the White-Browed Taoist was nothing more than a rotten rope that could be torn apart with a little more effort.

On the ground millions of miles away, just as Ghost King Bei was about to flee into the distance, the space-time above his head suddenly shattered, and a burst of intense light appeared. A hand carrying a heavy white light like a galaxy descended with its five fingers slightly bent.

Through fragments of time and space, one can vaguely see the owner behind this hand.

The white-browed Taoist's eyes were filled with pure white divine light. His tall figure appeared incomparably imposing in the depths of the shattered space-time as he looked down at the Ghost King Shell and launched a strike that was sure to succeed.

Ghost King Bei had been so intimidated by the palm strike that White-Browed Taoist had delivered to Guan Luoyang that he instinctively wanted to flee.

Now that it was its turn to face such palm force, the overwhelming terror and the instinct for survival stimulated it to unleash an unprecedented aura of the ancient, dark sea.

The surging, inexhaustible purplish-black primordial energy is a miracle of life that has been brewing in the process of the universe's demise. The colder and more desperate the outside world is, the richer and more mellow the internal energy becomes.

"Han Gu" refers to the era when the world was on the verge of death, a painful period of lingering existence, while "Ming Hai" refers to the period after complete death, when all things return to oblivion.

But "qi" represents the driving force for sustaining life, a heroic act of defying the heavens when facing death and extinction!

The Ghost King Shell is an eight-star exotic beast. It does not possess much independent intelligence or a complete cultivation system. Judging from its subjective consciousness, it is even more difficult to analyze any unwavering determination, generosity, or fighting spirit to defy the heavens.

It simply possesses the talent and instinct for survival.

But that's enough.

Can't those evolutionary histories that are not mixed with personal wisdom and delicate emotions, and that do not have many noble ideas or shining points of humanity to describe, bring people deep-seated emotions?

Sometimes, time itself is the best painting, and the performance of any living being is enough to be breathtaking.

Objectively speaking, the manifestation of life instinct in the Ghost King Bei is a magnificent cosmic epic.

If the damage output were only slightly higher, perhaps the Demon King Shell would only be able to struggle until it was worn down to death.

However, when external pressure directly exceeds a certain extinction standard, the inherent potential that Ghost King Shell could not unleash due to its lack of a complete cultivation system will be stimulated instead.

Therefore, when the White-Browed Taoist was swallowed by the Ghost King Shell, he could easily shatter it with a casual punch.

But now, his palm strike, unleashed with all his might using his strongest meridian concept, was barely held back by the purplish-black energy bursting forth from Ghost King Bei.

Even though the palm was still pressing down, continuously refining and shrinking the Ghost King Shell along with its vital energy, it was already inconceivable that it could hold on for a little longer.

That was enough; an axe swung down from the side, cleaving a crack in the void between the White-Browed Taoist and the Ghost King Bei.

This crack briefly severed the cosmic membrane, and the primordial chaotic energy that burst in from outside the universe was like a huge, gray-black fountain.

But the axe blade had already been slightly raised, hovering motionless in the air, with spiritual light flowing around it. These innate chaotic energies split into pure and turbid energies on the spot, their volume surging, transforming from innate to acquired, creating a vast spacetime that was immeasurable for a time.

The new space-time on Ghost King Shell's side is filled with a vast and clear aura, and it is rapidly expanding, all exuding a strange texture that is transparent with a slight bluish tint.

On the White-Browed Taoist's side, turbid currents surged, and a dark red hue appeared in the gray-black space, like fire and lightning, with the colored spots colliding incessantly and emitting terrifying noises.

"break!!"

With a shout, the expanding turbid energy space-time was immediately blocked.

Although the turbid air had already reached the vastness of the sky and the distance of the earth, it could not stop emitting a series of cracking sounds. The rolling turbid flow broke into smaller tributaries, mixed together, and rushed back.

Bai Mei's figure followed closely behind, leaving a clear left footprint in the turbid space-time, and a deep right footprint in the cosmic rift.

The surging of the turbid air slowed abruptly, as if all the force of the scouring and collision had been absorbed by the footprint.

The speed at which the cosmic rift automatically healed also slowed down, as if the elasticity of the cosmic membrane had been temporarily borrowed by that footprint.

When Bai Mei's figure entered the pure energy space, he had already completed the final acceleration, and his power was completely contained. The surrounding surging light blue energy seemed to have no contact with him and did not interfere with each other.

His figure, like a phantom, pierced through the boundless pure air and pounced upon us.

Guan Luoyang thrust the Pangu Axe horizontally with both hands, taking the blow head-on. He lost control of his body and retreated hastily, but he didn't take it seriously.

With only one-tenth of his aggression, he couldn't kill Bai Mei, but Bai Mei was even less likely to kill him.

Meanwhile, Bai Mei was left all alone, while Guan Luoyang still had comrades to deal with the Ghost King Bei's matter.

Toriko had already reached Oni-Oh-Bei's side and punched him in the back of the head.

"Jehovah!!!!"

The Ghost King Shell let out a shriek at all its might, which resounded for nearly ten million miles around. In the distant area where the shriek could not be clearly transmitted, there was still a subtle buzzing sound that existed at the level of the material foundation, which continued to spread into the distance.

At the edge of the Gourmet Continent, something seemed to have been disturbed, and two huge red lights appeared.

Unfortunately, this extremely distant phenomenon could not stop Toriko's fist.

Nail punches and pressure point strikes, unleashing endless combos!

Nail Fist is an attack that integrates the entire body's consciousness, muscles, and energy, compresses them to an extreme degree, and focuses on a single point.

With Toriko's strength, such a nail punch is just enough to break through Oni King's defense, but not enough to kill him in one blow.

Ghost King Bei was unable to unleash the same level of power he had displayed when facing White Eyebrows.

Moreover, each punch, once it enters the body, has an effect similar to acupoint striking, hitting the vital energy hub of the Ghost King Bei and sealing off a portion of its life force.

By the time the combo of distorted spacetime became enough to threaten its survival instincts, it had already been weakened to the point of being unable to resist.

Toriko is a native powerhouse of the Gourmet Universe, and his combat abilities were originally developed to capture other creatures with highly developed gourmet cells.

Although the Ghost King Clam is much stronger than those previous delicacies and beasts, it is generally following the same path.

Therefore, the fact that the Demon King Behemoth is restrained by Toriko may seem like a coincidence, but it is actually inevitable.

Now that White-Browed Taoist is unable to escape Guan Luoyang, Toriko can target Ghost King Bei undisturbed.

The infinite barrage of attacks that distort spacetime can continue until the Demon King Bei is completely dead.

However, out of habit of handling precious ingredients, Toriko did not kill it directly, in case the Demon King Shell caused any unexpected changes after its death.

After completely sealing off Ghost King Shell's ability to resist, he took out a golden can and stored it away.

Seeing that things had come to this point, the White-Browed Taoist was unwilling to linger any longer.

In fact, after his first all-out attack, he realized that it would be difficult to completely defeat Guan Luoyang on his own, which is why he turned his attention to Ghost King Bei.

Now that the second attempt has also failed, he feels that he is getting less and less out of Guan Luoyang, far less intense than the way Guan Luoyang is spying on him.

If you don't go now, when will you wait?

The White-Browed Taoist once again blasted Guan Luoyang back with a palm strike, and a great white light shone around him as he was about to tear through the sky and fly away.

Unexpectedly, the surrounding spacetime suddenly distorted, gravity surged, and multiple visible folds appeared, converging into a massive vortex.

At the center and source of the vortex was a shiny, muscular fist that swung down from the sky!

"I already saw through your progress back in the cave. How dare you bother me again?!"

With a flick of his hand, the White-Browed Taoist sent A'lu flying, crashing through several towering mountain ranges in the distance and embedding himself in a cold, gray-white peak.

"Ha ha!"

Toriko straightened up from the pit in the mountain wall, spitting out several streams of blood from his arm. While spitting out blood and foam, he gave a thumbs up and laughed.

"Now that your friend has his eye on you, how can a qualified gourmet hunter easily let his companion's prey escape?"

He chipped his teeth, chewed up a magic bean mixed with gourmet cells, and immediately felt refreshed, his injuries recovering considerably.

"It's a pity the Ghost King Clam is in such a strange state that I don't know how to eat it yet. Otherwise, it would be even more delicious to fight you while gnawing on the clam meat!"

Toriko launched another attack.

He is an eight-star high-level expert. His destructive power to the environment may not be comparable to that of Shao Kang, who possesses a divine artifact. However, in a real fight, he would be much more troublesome than Shao Kang wielding a hammer, and it would be difficult to find any weaknesses in him.

Even in a one-on-one fight, it would take some effort for the White-Browed Taoist to completely suppress A-Lü, let alone the fact that A-Lü is currently only assisting Guan Luoyang in the battle to prevent the White-Browed Taoist from escaping.

Each time, the White-Browed Taoist could only leave Toriko with a minor injury before Guan Luoyang would take over. Once Guan Luoyang was defeated, Toriko would recover.

Guan Luoyang was very pleased to have such a comrade-in-arms. He was determined to study the White-Browed Taoist's concept of meridians, which was similar to the Nine Stars, to his heart's content before he would stop.

The three fought fiercely, traveling back and forth, and in no time they had passed through countless places.

Although the continent of Gourmet Food is vast, there are very few places where intelligent beings can live permanently.

However, now, in addition to the natives, there are many reincarnators active on this continent, actively searching for clues about the four mythical beasts.

Even with the influence of the environment of the Gourmet Continent, the sensing range of a high-level reincarnator is still extraordinary, and soon many people discovered traces of their battle.

Some people passed the information on to each other, while others followed these clues closely, trying to analyze the specific situation.

In a mountain range where the vegetation had been completely destroyed, leaving only scattered rocks, eight reincarnators stopped.

They were all dressed in armor that was almost extravagantly ornate, and there was a faint scent of sandalwood around them. As they walked slowly, Sanskrit characters flickered in the air.

"Judging from this aura, one of the combatants should be Master Bai Mei. The fact that they were able to engage in such a fierce battle suggests that they have likely found one of the Four Mythical Beasts."

The armor worn by these eight people is the armor of the Eight Gods from the world of "Tenkuu Senki Shurato". Even within the Chaos Tide team, they have never revealed their real names, but have used the names of their respective Eight Gods as their code names.

The Asura King is a white lion, the Yaksha King is a black wolf, the Heavenly King is a yellow tiger, the Kinnara King is a unicorn, the Garuda King is a phoenix, the Mahoragas King is a rhinoceros, the Dragon King is a blue dragon, and the Gandharva King is a water buffalo.

Unlike the eight classes of beings in general Buddhist scriptures, the eight classes of beings in the world of "Sky Warriors" are all represented by mythical beasts.

Therefore, their aura, in addition to the fragrance of Sanskrit flowers and solemn divinity, also contains a primitive and savage characteristic.

The one with the deepest savagery is the Yaksha King, while the one with the most obvious divinity is not the Heavenly King, who should be the leader of the Eight Legions, but the Asura King.

It was the Heavenly King who spoke at this moment.

"Should we continue following them? They seem evenly matched. If anything unexpected happens, perhaps we'll have a chance to obtain one of the rare beasts?"

The Asura King shook his head and said, "I have already informed the master. Do not act rashly before the master's instructions arrive."

After hearing what he said, the Heavenly King fell silent.

Yaksha King suddenly revealed a cold smile and said, "It would be too dangerous for us to intervene in the battle between the White-Browed Daoists. However, it is our freedom to seize this opportunity to eliminate some old rivals, and we do not need to wait for the Master's orders."

I took the day off and stayed home. I slept like a log, but I feel much better now.

Happy Children's Day, friends! If you're not feeling well, remember to give yourself a break!

(End of this chapter)