Invincible Kungfu Healer

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"You're looking for death!"

The Dragon Beast King had not expected that the woman would be so stubborn. With a loud roar, a rune appeared on his body. It was a Demon Bone Rune.

This time, he did not send the Crimson Moon Demonic Tower flying. Instead, he converted the Demon Bone Rune into pieces of chains to tie the Crimson Moon Demonic Tower up. Then, he proceeded to rock the entire tower vigorously.

Waves of frightening power moved through the Crimson Moon Demonic Tower towards the body of Nangong Mingzhu. The strong power could not be resisted, and a wave of it had already penetrated her body. Evidently, the Dragon Beast King wanted to use this method to kill Nangong Mingzhu quickly.

Nangong Mingzhu's face was pale, and she could not stop coughing. The aura in her body had been completely disrupted, and there was no longer any clear distinction between her own energy and that of the Dragon Beast King. If things continued in such a manner, the Dragon Beast King's power would cause her to explode.

However, before the Dragon Beast King could kill Nangong Mingzhu, he saw her lips curl up into a cold smile. With a flash of red light, a top-grade Recovery Light had enveloped her entire body. Miraculously, all the injuries she had previously sustained completely disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"What is going on?" The Dragon Beast King was in shock. He had not expected that this human woman would be able to recover from her injuries so quickly. Just what was happening? The Dragon Beast King did not know that humans could own such light tools, and he was so shocked that his mouth was agape. There was an uncomprehending look in his eyes. One was always more fearful of the unknown.

The pause in the attack allowed the other 20 ancient martial art practitioners surrounding the Dragon Beast King to launch another wave of attacks. Their attacks collided straight into the body of the Dragon Beast King, who could not withstand it. Its body was filled with injuries and its skin had burst open to reveal the flesh underneath.

Mo Wen's figure silently appeared above the Dragon Beast King. The Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear turned into a silver light and viciously stabbed itself into the head of the Dragon Beast King.

Roar!

Almost half of the Dragon Beast King's skull was blasted into pieces, and a dragon horn flew out. However, before it could fly too far, Mo Wen waved his hand and the dragon horn was directed into his hand. He placed it safely in the medicine spiritual ring.

All the surrounding ancient martial art practitioners were rendered speechless. Mo Wen still had the energy to retrieve resources from the Dragon Beast King.

Roar!

One blow from the Heavenly Serpent Divine Spear was phenomenally powerful. Moreover, the attack was directed at the head, almost killing the Dragon Beast King immediately.

Suddenly, the Dragon Beast King erupted. A flash of red light shone out of his body and an image of a dragon claw about the size of a mountain appeared in the air. The claw immediately attacked, heading straight for Mo Wen.

A white light flashed, and a painting scroll flew out of Mo Wen's sleeve. The painting scroll grew into an illusory figure as large as a mountain, successfully blocking the blow from the Dragon Beast King. However, it could only withstand the attack for a moment before it dissipated into the air,

With a movement of his body, Mo Wen stepped away from the Dragon Beast King's side.

"He really deserves to die!" The Dragon Beast King felt very indignant. From the beginning of the match, he had always been on the losing end. Mo Wen did not reconcile with his image of humans as small and weak creatures.

The illusory figure of the Dragon Beast appeared in mid-air. It was 5000 meters long, and its appearance immediately caused a dragon might to radiate in the air. A single Dragon Beast could release dragon might on its own, and this power was a relatively pure dragon might.

"Ancestral Demon Sacred Spirit." Mo Wen's expression grew solemn. Indeed, it was as he had thought. A mythical beast like the Dragon Beast King truly had the power of the Ancestral Demon Sacred Spirit.

"Go and die, you menial ants!" the Dragon Beast King roared in anger. The giant Ancestral Demon Sacred Spirit extended a huge dragon claw and slowly pressed downwards. As it did so, it continued to grow bigger, encompassing all the human ancient martial art practitioners within.

An indescribable pressure descended upon their heads. All of the human ancient martial art practitioners had been taken by surprise. Although that pressure probably could not do much to them, it was still frightening, and the aura it gave out was overwhelming.

That huge illusory figure of the Dragon Beast was an ancient mythical beast, and nobody knew just what level it was on. If the huge dragon claw were to be slammed downwards, ten out of the 20 ancient martial art practitioners would definitely die. The remainder would be seriously injured. Nobody would be safe in the face of such an attack.

Mo Wen and Nangong Mingzhu shared a glance before nodding their heads. Then, Nangong Mingzhu flipped her wrist, and a silver jade pendant appeared in her hand.

Once the jade pendant appeared, Nangong Mingzhu gave it a tight squeeze. In the next moment, threads of silver strings weaved out through the air. Once they appeared, they shot through the air. An endless number of them continued to weave out of thin air and shoot high into the sky.

The giant illusory figure of the claw was the first to collide with the silver strings. However, it did not affect them at all. They simply weaved above the huge claw before continuing upwards and threading through the body of the Ancestral Demon Sacred Spirit. Immediately, the Ancestral Demon Sacred Spirit was trapped.

"The power of the spiritual talisman, how could it be possible! Why would you have such a thing?" The expression of the Dragon Beast King changed drastically. He had not expected that this human woman would actually possess a spiritual talisman. That was a spiritual talisman, the one that could trump them all. No matter how high his cultivation was, he still would not be able to match up to the might of the spiritual talisman.

Immediately, the Dragon Beast King could feel that the spiritual talisman was suppressing the Ancestral Demon Sacred Spirit. His connection to it was growing weaker and weaker.

Mo Wen seemed to have already predicted the outcome. Silently, he appeared above the Dragon Beast King in the air. Then, he directly weaved through the illusory figure of the huge claw that had remained stagnated. Hovering high in the air, multiple lightning rays radiated out of him. Under the increasing amount of lightning, his aura had also improved significantly.

An illusory figure of a thousand-meter long divine spear appeared in the air. Then, before the Dragon Beast King could react, it stabbed down into him viciously. The expression of the Dragon Beast King changed drastically. The thousand-meter long divine spear illusory figure was simply too powerful. It was ten times stronger than it had been before. If he were to be struck once more, there would be no fate other than death.

Although the Dragon Beast King was very fearful and did not want to receive the blow head on this time around, Mo Wen's timing of the attack was simply too cunning. At the moment, the power of the Ancestral Demon Sacred Spirit had been frozen by the spiritual talisman. Not only did that withhold its power, but a whole half of the Dragon Beast King's power was also being used on it. Hence, the power that the Dragon Beast King could harness at the moment was very limited.

Meanwhile, the power of the Demon Bone Runes was being suppressed by the Crimson Tower. At such short notice, both of them could not be summoned at once. His power had already been limited by 70 percent. Moreover, there were more than 20 human ancient martial art practitioners surrounding him, attacking continuously. To counter them, he needed to use 20 percent of his energy. Hence, the only free energy he had to use at the moment was just ten percent of his total.

With only ten percent of his energy, how could he possibly withstand such a frightening attack? At this moment, the Dragon Beast King truly started to panic.

"You deserve to die." the Dragon Beast King scolded under his breath. He stopped the crimson light mass that he was emitting and no longer had any protection against the human ancient martial art practitioners that were attacking him. Sacrificing his body to the injuries, he gathered the remaining 30 percent of his energy.

The sole remaining dragon horn on the Dragon Beast King's head detached itself. It was enshrouded in mist and was flashing with multiple mysterious runes. It was a Demonic Spiritual Treasure. At the moment, it was clear that the Dragon Beast King enjoyed many natural advantages. The Demon Clan's resources just kept appearing one after the other.

The dragon horn spiritual treasure morphed into a longsword with a red glow, before clashing viciously into the illusory figure of the divine spear. Although the Demonic Spiritual Treasure with 30 percent of the Dragon Beast King's power could not fully defeat the thousand-meter long divine spear illusory figure, it would at least prevent the divine spear from killing him off.

However, although the Dragon Beast King had planned it out well, the moment he unleashed the Demonic Spiritual Treasure, Mo Wen subtly released another small purple bell. The moment that bell appeared, it released waves of spiritual energy.

Mo Wen's eyes were burning with a golden flame. In the next moment, the Cries of Hades Bell trembled slightly before mercury-like waves radiated all around. The waves transcended space and time, engulfing a radius of a thousand meters immediately.

"What kind of power is that?" the Dragon Beast King said anxiously. He looked at the radiating mercury-like waves, dumbstruck. Just as he had feared, his brain suddenly plunged into darkness, and everything around him fell dark. He could not even see his own fingers when his hand was stretched out in front of him.

The Demonic Spiritual Treasure that was flying towards the divine spear also seemed to be affected. It stopped on the spot and the power that it had gathered immediately dissipated.

"Deified Soul Power! No… How can it be…" The dazed Dragon Beast King seemed to have a sudden revelation. Immediately, his expression changed, as though he had just seen a ghost.

Deified Soul Power!

How could the Deified Soul Power possibly appear in such a place? Shouldn't it be a power that only an Immortal Cultivator of the Primordial Soul Realm could possess?

The Dragon Beast King was now completely disheartened. He wanted to struggle but realized that under the attack of that Deified Soul Power, his body simply did not act as he wanted it to. No matter how intensely he willed his body to move, it did not move a muscle.

The illusory figure of the divine spear descended viciously and sent the Demonic Spiritual Treasure flying. Then, it collided directly into the Dragon Beast King's body.

The huge illusory figure of the divine spear pierced through his body and caused the heart of the Dragon Beast King to tear.

Roar!

The huge, thousand-meter long body of the Dragon Beast King splashed into the sea beneath them. It caused thousands of huge waves to surge. The Dragon Beast King had never expected to die in such a way, at the hands of human ancient martial art practitioners whom he had always looked down on.

Mo Wen was expressionless as he held the Cries of Hades Bell while watching the corpse of the Dragon Beast King fall in the sea. Normal Soul Power would be of no use against such a frightening beast. With the Dragon Beast King's cultivation, his Soul Power should have been quite strong. Even with a treasure like the Cries of Hades Bell, the effect on the Dragon Beast King would not be significant.

However, on the Beast King Island, he had cultivated the secret deified soul power, so that a portion of his Soul Power could be transformed into a deified soul. Based on the level alone, it may not be higher than the Dragon Beast King. However, using the Deified Soul Power to trigger the Cries of Hades Bell would totally overpower the Dragon Beast King.

Ultimately, Mo Wen had to thank Chu Yuan for this. If not for Chu Yuan forcing him, he would not have successfully cultivated the secret deified soul technique.

"Deified Soul Power."

Nangong Mingzhu breathed out a cold breath of air and looked at Mo Wen as though she was looking at a weird creature. He was an ancient martial art practitioner! How could he possibly have Deified Soul Power? That was a power that only Immortal Cultivators of the Primordial Soul Realm and above possessed. Even an immortal cultivator like her could not possibly possess the Deified Soul Power.