2030 The Undead Sacred Incense (1/2)

At the sight of his cracked and disfigured Black Coffin, the Underworld Monarch felt a sharp pain in his heart. He immediately took it back, hiding it away into his body. He then glared at Qingfeng Li with chilling eyes.

”Bastard! You damn freak! How could you have thunder powers? How is this possible? Even the Crimson Fire Monarch can't control the thunder!”

The Underworld Monarch stared at Qingfeng Li. Although his gaze was murderous, it was also laced with confusion.

Qingfeng Li said in disdain, ”Just because the Planet Ruler can't control thunder, doesn't mean I can't. Today is the day you die!”

Qingfeng Li's voice was deadly as could be. He couldn't wait to murder the Underworld Monarch.

Taking control of the thunder pearl once again, Qingfeng Li shot out a thousand lightning bolts, each rushing towards the Underworld Monarch with fury.

The Underworld Monarch's gaze heavied. Although he was now as strong as a half-step saint master, more powerful than Qingfeng Li, he knew that he was still a Corpse Emperor. Long-term living in the Underworld Necropolis meant that his body was covered by corpse energy and in turn, thunder and lightning was his worst enemy. Once struck, even he would suffer significant injuries.

The emperor's eyes flashed coldly as he took out a stick of incense.

The stick of incense was more than 10cm long, but it was circled by an endless stream of black fog, reminiscent of phantoms from hell, so frightening that it could almost steal away souls just from a single sight of it.

Qingfeng Li couldn't look at it any longer. He could feel that it was a powerful dharma treasure of reaching at least saint levels.

Qingfeng Li had guessed correctly. Its name was the Undead Sacred Incense, left behind by an undead saint 100,000 years ago.

The Underworld Monarch opened his mouth and recited a chant from the Ancient Era of the Universe. Qingfeng Li had previously learned the language, so he was able to recognize it.

As for the chant's content, however, Qingfeng Li couldn't decipher its meaning. Basically, the chant was obscure and difficult to understand. Plus, it was laced with a chilling aura.

As the Underworld Monarch read out the chant, he took out many black skull patterns, instilling them into the Undead Sacred Incense, eliciting a bone-chilling energy from the weapon.

The frosty energy spread across the atmosphere, freezing the skies and earth. From it, emerged a block of black ice. With unrivaled power, the black ice arrived at mid-air in the blink of an eye.

The black congealed hundreds of lightning bolts from Qingfeng Li and remained in a stalemate with the rest.

Qingfeng was stunned by the sight, his eyes filled with disbelief.

This was the first time he had shown such an expression. He wasn't even this surprised during his meeting with the Yin-Yang Saint. The current sight in front of him, however, had surpassed his wildest imaginations.

The black ice had actually frozen his lightning attack. He had never seen or heard of such a thing. It was as if he had witnessed something from the legends.

Not only was Qingfeng Li surprised, but Xue Lin, Mengyao Xu, and the others were also completely stunned as well.

They had previously thought that Qingfeng Li's Thunder Pearl was enough to defeat the Underworld Monarch. Now, defeating the Underworld Monarch seemed like an impossible feat.