1062: Chapter 1061 Supernatural Power - Ten Thousand Beasts Stampede!

Eleven terrifying Auras instantly shot into the sky, merging with the heavily injured but still murderously intent Qing Li to form a majestic pressure that changed the color of the heavens and earth, locking onto the burly figure holding a blade and drenched in blood at the center.

The great battle was on the verge of breaking out!

Facing the combined pressure of twelve experts of the same rank, Wu Zhankong showed no fear; instead, he threw his head back and let out a long howl, a sound filled with delight and longing.

"Perfect!"

The battle blade in his hand hummed, its crimson body and grayish-black edge radiance reflecting each other. The powers of chaos and order surged and roared within his body, transforming into the purest combat instinct.

"Today, I shall use your blood and bones to... consecrate the flag for my path to the Fifth Order!"

As his voice fell, he was the first to move!

Transforming into blood-colored lightning and drawing a tide of Qi and blood with his blade, he proactively charged toward the twelve powerful enemies!

Above the Dark Star Auction House, a terrifying battle that would decide fates and shake the Star Domain erupted with a bang!

Wu Zhankong's wild laughter shook the sky, filled with disdain and arrogance.

Facing twelve powerful enemies joined together, he did not retreat. Instead, he struck first, transforming into a streak of crimson blood-lightning that tore through the Void Realm, proactively crashing into the web of death woven from those terrifying Auras!

"Kill!"

"Suppress!"

Though Lou Mo, the One-Horned Expert, the Starlight Robe Expert, and the others were shocked by Wu Zhankong's bravery, they were all battle-hardened veterans. They instantly suppressed the trepidation in their hearts, and their killing intent condensed into a single force.

They were no longer shaken by Wu Zhankong's frenzied offensive; on the contrary, a silent understanding was reached in an instant.

"Divine Ability—Starfall Demon Suppression!"

The Starlight Robe Expert was the first to act. With a wave of his sleeves, countless brilliant points of starlight gathered, condensing into a massive phantom of a falling star trailing a magnificent tail of light. It pressed down ruthlessly toward the space above Wu Zhankong's head, intending to restrict his movements.

Almost simultaneously, the dual horns on the Two-Horned Expert's forehead flashed with an eerie light: "Divine Ability—Soul-Cleaving Death Ray!"

A beam of grayish-white light, condensed to the extreme and emitting an Aura of decay and destruction, shot out silently. It aimed straight for the space between Wu Zhankong's eyebrows, specifically attacking the Divine Soul with incomparable malice.

"Divine Ability—Ten Thousand Shadows Dragon-Binding!"

Another expert skilled in trapping enemies shouted low. The shadows around Wu Zhankong suddenly came to life, transforming into countless pitch-black chains. Carrying a bone-chilling cold and powerful binding force, they coiled toward his limbs and torso.

"Divine Ability—Heavenly Fire City-Melter!"

"Divine Ability—Glacial Century!"

"Divine Ability—World-Corroding Poison Miasma!"

...

The other experts also moved one after another. For a time, starfall suppressed the sky, death rays cleaved the Soul, shadow chains bound the body, heavenly fire burned the flesh, extreme ice froze the bones, and poison miasma corroded the source...

Various Middle Divine Abilities of great power and different attributes, yet coordinated with tacit understanding, closed in on Wu Zhankong at the center from all directions, above and below, like an inescapable net or an unending wave of death!

Space wailed and Laws became disordered. The protective grand array of the Dark Star Auction House had long since completely collapsed under the aftershocks of a battle at this level. Had the battlefield not shifted to the high altitude, the buildings below and even half of the Star City would likely have been reduced to ruins.

Facing this dead-end situation that could instantly heavily injure or even kill an ordinary Fifth Order Middle Stage expert, Wu Zhankong continued to laugh wildly, but deep in his eyes was a mixture of icy calm and frenzied Battle Intent.

"Perfect!"

He shouted sternly, and the transformed Blood-Colored Battle Blade in his hand erupted with a blinding light.

He did not choose to tank all the attacks head-on; that would be unwise.

His figure moved like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he suddenly tilted his body, and the grayish-black edge radiance traced a profound trajectory, precisely slashing several of the shadow chains that attacked first.

Sshhh!

The edge radiance, containing the power of destruction, seemed to have an extra counter-effect against such binding Divine Abilities. The shadow chains snapped at the sound, dissipating into black smoke, but the remaining chains seemed to come alive again, turning back to attack once more.

At the same time, he clenched his left fist, and his majestic Qi and blood erupted. He punched upward, and an incredibly solid, blood-flame-burning giant fist print surged against the tide, ruthlessly colliding with the descending "Starfall" phantom!

Boom!

The fist print and the falling star exploded simultaneously, and a terrifying turbulence of energy swept through.

But Wu Zhankong also used this counter-force to abruptly sink his body several yards, narrowly avoiding that lethal "Soul-Cleaving Death Ray."

The death ray grazed his scalp, taking away a few strands of hair and leaving behind a bone-chilling sensation of Soul-shuddering.

Heavenly fire, cold ice, and poison miasma followed in close succession.

Blood flames rose around Wu Zhankong's body, as if he had put on a layer of flowing fiery battle armor, blocking the scorching heavenly fire on the outside.

The purple vortex in his right eye spun rapidly, emitting a sense of chaos and devouring. It actually disrupted and deflected part of the invading extreme cold and bone-corroding poison miasma. Although it couldn't completely neutralize them, it greatly weakened their power.

The residual power landed on his powerful physique, leaving behind scorch marks, frost, and corrosive imprints, yet it failed to cause fatal damage.

All of this happened in the spark of a flint.

Wu Zhankong was like a dancer on the edge of a blade, shifting and maneuvering through the death storm woven by twelve Middle Divine Abilities, enduring or avoiding the most lethal attacks at the smallest cost.

His movements were swift, precise, and filled with a wild beauty of combat. Every parry, dodge, and clash was accompanied by spatial tremors and energy explosions.

He seemed to be suppressed and on the defensive, but his Aura did not diminish. Instead, in one perilous exchange after another, he was like forged iron, becoming increasingly fiery and refined!

Finally, at the moment he once again split a torrent of flames with his battle blade and tilted his body to let a patch of ice crystal spikes pass, blood-light flashed in Wu Zhankong's eyes. He seized a minute stagnation—almost non-existent—between the transition of everyone's Divine Abilities!

Now is the time!

He took a deep breath, his chest swelling like a bellows, and the boiling Qi and blood power around him seemed to find an outlet, erupting violently!

That was no simple release of Qi and blood; it drew from deep within his body, merging pure strength, unyielding Battle Intent, and a sliver of the power of destruction!

"Divine Ability—Myriad Beasts Stampede!"

Wu Zhankong roared out, his voice rolling like thunder!

Boom!!!

With him as the center, a violent blood-colored airwave exploded in a ring, instantly dispersing the surrounding residual energy turbulence.

Immediately after, the exploded Qi and blood did not dissipate; instead, it condensed and took shape frantically, like a living tide of the sea!

Roar! Howl! Cry! Hiss!

Countless heart-palpitating beast roars and bird cries echoed through the sky!

In the blink of an eye, thousands upon thousands of blood-colored Vicious Beasts of various forms and lifelike appearances condensed into being!

Among them were primeval giant rhinos covered in scales with single horns, blood-colored celestial wolves with wings and sharp claws, crimson giant pythons winding like mountain ranges with scales shimmering with cold light, and blood phoenixes with wings that burned the sky and tail feathers like swords...

Every single one emitted a startlingly fierce Aura and majestic Qi and blood, as if they were an army of Vicious Beasts summoned from an ancient battlefield!

"Go!"

Wu Zhankong swung his battle blade, pointing at all the enemies around him.

In an instant, the ten thousand beasts roared in unison!