1483 Effects of the Water of Life (1/2)

Chapter 1483: Effects of the Water of Life

Translator: Noodletown TranslatedEditor: Noodletown Translated

Had the Black-White Millstone reached its full potential and became an object of Ancient Chaos, it would have been capable of killing the Sky God's Avatar. But as it was, there was virtually no chance of them winning.

Qingfeng Li felt a strong sense of unease coming from the Black-White Millstone as well. He knew that, right now, his main objective was to run.

Turning around, Qingfeng Li's body shot forth like an arrow, looking to escape. However, he found that he was utterly unable to do so.

Under the possession by the Avatar of the Sky God, Nicholas' entire body was equivalent to a projection of the Sky God's own body on Earth. He was infinitely more powerful than a regular self-cultivator.

No matter where Qingfeng Li ran, Nicholas always followed close behind. He would appear a dozen meters behind him and stare quietly at him with disdain. It was as if, in his eyes, Qingfeng Li was no more than an ant.

”Lowly human,” Nicholas laughed, his voice cold and threatening. ”You can't run from me. I, the Sky God, will now tear out your tendons, and skin you alive. Then, I will ground your soul to dust. You will know the consequences of crossing me.”

Of course, it was not Nicholas himself who spoke now, but the projection of the Sky God's Avatar.

It did not matter whether Qingfeng Li fled to the east, the west, the north, or the south; the Avatar would always be right behind him.

The Sky God's Avatar looked at Qingfeng Li as if he were no more than a flea. He was toying with him, playing a cruel game. He didn't take Qingfeng Li seriously at all, knowing that he could kill him any time he wanted.

Feeling the Sky God's Avatar's contemptuous gaze, Qingfeng Li was enraged. Turning, he swung at the Avatar using the Strangle Hell Fist, wanting to gauge his opponent's strength.

Qingfeng Li's Strangle Hell Fist materialized in the air, forming a golden fist. However, just as it was about to hit the Sky God's Avatar, a white light radiated from the Avatar's body. The white light shattered the golden fist, the golden energy fading away into nothingness.

Qingfeng Li's fist attack was no match for the Sky God's Avatar. He couldn't defeat him.

Qingfeng Li then tried other attacks, including the Lion Roar, the Golden Calabash, and the Conqueror's Finger. None of them could break through the white aura of light that surrounded the Sky God's Avatar.

The white light was the Aura of the Sky God, emitted from the Sky God's Avatar himself. As powerful as Qingfeng Li attacks were, they were still too inferior in comparison to the power of the Avatar.

”Lowly human,” the Avatar sneered in disdain. ”In my eyes, you are but an ant, a flea. All your attacks are useless before me. Now, submit to me and die.”

The Avatar's eyes were like twin stars, there seemed to be a river of time swirling within, shining far into the distance like two light towers.

A flash of white light shot out from the Avatar's left eye.

The light moved faster than lightning, faster even than the speed of regular light. In an instant, it shot through the sky, leaving a gaping hole in the fabric of space itself and arriving right in front of Qingfeng Li.

Qingfeng Li could not block the attack, nor could he dodge it. In the spur of the moment, an idea suddenly appeared in his mind. Quickly, he shifted the position of his heart and stretched out his spine, increasing his height.

The white beam of light shot straight through Qingfeng Li's chest, leaving a massive hole. Where the light hit, broken ribs were exposed, and blood spewed from the wound.