Chapter 1894: Human Emperor Xuanyuan! (1/2)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Boom!
Khatabah's body trembled upon receiving the mental attack, and he almost instantly paused in mid-air.
His blurry figure became clear, revealing his unpleasant and pale face. Even Khatabah was forced to focus when confronting the terrifying Psychic Energy of an ancient monster like the Nightmare Beast.
But unlike the Ifrit, Khatabah simply paled. While his aura was wounded, his injuries were far less severe than the Ifrit's.
After all, the Ifrit had no physical body. Its strongest trait was also its greatest weakness.
But Khatabah was different. He had a hardy soul, and his pious belief made for a firm resolve. The fusion of soul and body additionally formed the strongest defense against purely mental attacks.
Buzz!
The mental attack crumbled. The Nightmare Beast's attack on Khatabah was not even seventy percent as effective as it was on the Ifrit.
At this moment, even the Nightmare Beast developed an immense fear of Khatabah.
But Wang Chong could not concern himself with such things. As the Nightmare Beast was holding back Khatabah, Wang Chong clenched the Origin Immortal Sword with his right hand—though perhaps it now needed to be called the Xuanyuan Sword.
He then made a small cut on his finger, drew out a trickle of heart blood, and inserted it into the Origin Immortal Sword.
The fingers were connected to the heart, making this the best and fastest method to obtain heart blood.
Once this was done, Wang Chong activated a hidden ability of the Xuanyuan Sword.
Buzz!
The Xuanyuan Sword's surface flashed with a bloody light, and then a powerful pull erupted from the blade.
Wang Chong's boundless Psychic Energy and a part of his soul were immediately pulled into the sword.
Rumble!
The Xuanyuan Sword fiercely shuddered, and as owner fused with sword, their energies soared. Dark clouds began to roll in, and a dark figure began to manifest behind Wang Chong.
This figure was one thousand feet tall and wore a high crown and wide belt. Although it was merely a thin shadow, one could feel an aura of majesty and solemnity from its crown, an aura of a sovereign who received the reverence of all of humanity.
At this moment, all beings in the world bowed to 'him'!
The Origin Immortal Sword, the Xuanyuan Sword, finally revealed a hint of the power of humanity that it contained.
At this moment, Wang Chong felt like his soul had gone several thousand years back in time, fusing together with that 'first ancestor of humanity'.
Human Emperor Xuanyuan!
The progenitor of the culture of the Central Plains and the ancestor of all sovereigns!
The dark figure created by the Xuanyuan Sword was none other than the Nightmare Beast's previous master, Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan!
Buzz!
Upon sensing this energy, the World-Destroying Ifrit grimaced.
”What is that?!”
The Ifrit anxiously cried out, sensing intense danger from that figure behind Wang Chong. Rumble! Not even waiting for Wang Chong to attack, it sundered open the earth, sending countless gouts of blazing hot lava gushing out and shooting toward Wang Chong in the sky like sharp swords.
At the same time, the Ifrit opened its mouth and roared. A pillar of lava wreathed in flames exceeding two hundred thousand degrees shot out of its mouth toward Wang Chong.
And in order to prevent Wang Chong from escaping, it created numerous whips that moved at speeds that the eye could not catch. They sliced through the air and surrounded Wang Chong.
The Ifrit had forgotten about all of its injuries. It was obvious that Wang Chong's sacred sword had made it feel an unprecedented danger.
”Khatabah, help me kill him!” the Ifrit cried out.
”Too late!”
Wang Chong's fingers clenched around the sword, his face ice-cold. With his heart blood and a part of his soul as the payment, Wang Chong had finally activated the sealed strength of the Xuanyuan Sword. As he grasped the sword, he felt an unprecedented power.
This power transcended space and time, gathering together all the power of the Central Plains, and the power of the righteous path that had been accumulating for hundreds, thousands of years!
This was the power of humanity! The power of emperors!
Boom!
Just as the Ifrit began to attack, Wang Chong poured his Psychic Energy and the Nightmare Beast's power into the Xuanyuan Sword. Rumble! A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and time and space seemed to freeze.
The world suddenly darkened, and then the image of a sword, as massive as a pillar of heaven, erupted from Wang Chong's hand. It crossed a distance of more than seven thousand feet in an instant and pierced through the Ifrit's body.