749: The secret of the dead, a thousand strikes!

"Damn Human Race!"

"Today, I will tear you into pieces!!"

As Dead Spirit Hunting Squad Leader Domolo charged forward, his mouth roared repeatedly, and the surging killing intent around him was bone-chilling, causing the temperature of the entire surrounding area to drop directly below freezing, as if winter had arrived.

"Looks like you're still not convinced?"

"Then today I'll take you apart and see if your bones are as hard as your mouth!"

On the opposite side, Wang Chen chuckled mockingly as he watched the charging Dead Spirit Hunting Squad Leader Domolo, then put away his longsword and stepped forward.

Boom!

As he took that step, cracks instantly exploded on the ground, and his body shot out like lightning, appearing in front of Dead Spirit Hunting Squad Leader Domolo as if by Time Stop.

"First, I'll smash this turtle shell of yours!"

Wang Chen clenched his fist and unhesitatingly struck Hunting Squad Leader Domolo.

Bang!

Dead Spirit Hunting Squad Leader Domolo simultaneously swung both arms, clenching his fists to meet the attack directly. White light trailed from his fists as if they were projectiles, instantly colliding with Wang Chen's fists.

Boom!

After one punch, Dead Spirit Hunting Squad Leader Domolo's body involuntarily retreated.

"What terrifying power!"

"The power unleashed by this Human Race's body is actually stronger than mine? Is he truly a pure-blooded Human Race?"

Dead Spirit Hunting Squad Leader Domolo's heart was filled with shock, and his two arms trembled slightly as he retreated.

With just a clash of fists, he had suffered a loss.

Hunting Squad Leader Domolo found this result utterly unacceptable.

One must know that the Human Race's bodies in the Netherworld are notoriously fragile; they cannot compare to the Yao Race, which was known for its physical strength a thousand years ago, nor even to the degenerated Demonic Beast of today.

The Dead Spirit Race, favored by the Mother God, is born with powerful physiques. Even without cultivation, they can engage in close combat with a First Rank Demonic Beast based solely on their strong bodies.

If they cultivate, the power their bodies can unleash is even greater, surpassing all other races.

Hunting Squad Leader Domolo had previously engaged in close combat with a Demonic Beast of the same Rank, tearing it to pieces without using any magical power.

He alone could be considered equivalent to two ordinary Eight-Turn Peak Human Race individuals.

But now, in a head-on clash of strength, he was at a disadvantage.

How could Hunting Squad Leader Domolo accept this!

But at this moment, Dead Spirit Hunting Squad Leader Domolo had no time to worry about anything else, because that hateful Human Race had already caught up.

"Dead Spirit Profound Truth, Thousand Strikes!!"

Facing Wang Chen's relentless pursuit, Dead Spirit Hunting Squad Leader Domolo roared. He swung his arms fiercely, creating streaks of afterimages in the air.

Moreover, these afterimages were like solid objects, each carrying a considerable amount of power as they struck towards Wang Chen.

In just an instant, Wang Chen, who had charged forward, was enveloped by the sky full of afterimages.

At the same time, as these afterimages appeared, Dead Spirit Hunting Squad Leader Domolo's swinging arms slowed down slightly, and then a gigantic phantom suddenly appeared behind him.

This phantom was dozens of feet tall, half-human and half-insect, yet it possessed a thousand arms.

Then, the phantom's thousand arms, some clenched into fists and some pressed together, covered the night sky and smashed down towards Wang Chen's location.

In an instant, terrifying power fluctuations erupted, and the space within a radius of several hundred meters seemed to be frozen, with only the attacks from the thousand arms still moving.

"Hunting Squad Leader Domolo used Thousand Strikes?"

"Even we wouldn't dare to take that head-on. Trapped by the afterimages, that Human Race has no way to escape the attack range of Thousand Strikes. He's dead!!"

The three Dead Spirits who were fighting Xuanqing Snake King in the distance all sneered at this moment.

Thousand Strikes is a Profound Truth of the Dead Spirit Race, and its power is extremely formidable.

When an Eight-Turn Peak uses it, its power is enough to shatter mountains and break rivers, capable of collapsing a mountain with a single strike!

In the eyes of the three Dead Spirits, with the Human Race's fragile body, he would likely be annihilated without a trace under this strike.

At this moment, at the focal point of the three Dead Spirits' gazes.

"So these afterimages were just to restrain me, no wonder they were so weak!"

After Wang Chen circulated his magical power to shatter the charging afterimages, he saw the hundreds of arms descending from the sky and couldn't help but let out a soft laugh.

These hundreds of arms were incredibly imposing, tearing through the air and creating ear-piercing shrieks wherever they passed. Even space itself was compressed by the power contained within them, causing black lines to appear.

The might was truly terrifying!

However...

Facing this strike, Wang Chen showed no fear at all; instead, there was only a hint of excitement.

"The power of an attack isn't determined by who shouts the loudest!"

Wang Chen chuckled, his legs slightly bent. As the hundreds of arms descended, his fists shot out like heavy cannons.

Double Fist Rapid Strike!!

This skill, in Wang Chen's hands, had already transformed from something ordinary into something miraculous, its power far exceeding its original Rank.

The former Double Fist Rapid Strike could at most unleash ten fist-lights, but now, if Wang Chen wished, he could effortlessly unleash hundreds or even thousands, and the power of each fist-light was exactly the same.

For a moment...

Boom boom boom!!

Magical power trembled, and violent Qi explosions roared like continuous thunder.

Wang Chen's arms created streaks of afterimages, and solid-like fist-lights shot out, like a giant net closing in on the hundreds of arms descending from the sky.

Boom boom boom!!

Terrifying collisions erupted in this space. Shattered magical power fragments and violent shockwaves mixed together, spreading out in all directions like a tide.

At this moment, the magical power of the entire area was disturbed, and the air was as if a piece of paper cut open by a paper cutter.

The white waves spread, and the violent power obliterated everything in its path. Trees within a radius of several thousand meters were all cut off at this moment.

Even Xuanqing Snake King and the other three Dead Spirits, who were locked in battle nearby, couldn't help but stop at the same time and summon their power to resist the violent shockwave.

"Damn it!"

"Why is this Human Race so strong?!"

Dead Spirit Hunting Squad Leader Domolo retreated rapidly, his face showing an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

He had thought that after using his Profound Truth, Thousand Strikes, he would be able to tear this Human Race into pieces, but at this moment, he realized that this was simply wishful thinking.

The strength of the Human Race opposite him was terrifyingly strong!

As Hunting Squad Leader Domolo retreated, he could see several indented fist marks on the chest of his heavy armor, each of which had almost pierced through the armor.

If Hunting Squad Leader Domolo hadn't retreated immediately upon sensing the danger, his own body would have been shattered.

In an instant, Hunting Squad Leader Domolo no longer held any contempt; instead, a hint of fear subtly arose within him.

This Human Race was too strong!

"He dodged it?"

"Hahahaha, again!"

On the opposite side, Wang Chen's eyes flashed with surprise when he saw Dead Spirit Hunting Squad Leader Domolo retreat, but this surprise immediately turned into excitement.

During his time in the Demon Beast Forest, he had finally encountered an opponent worthy of a fight.

Although he had encountered Eight-Turn Peak opponents when he previously annihilated the Dead Spirit Town, these opponents, like Hunting Squad Leader Domolo from Dark Night Town, were forcibly boosted by a Guardian Array and were incomparably weaker compared to true Eight-Turn Peak cultivators!