656: Sanskrit Chanting

"This Zack is strong... The Law of Temperature, that's truly the first time I've heard of it!"

Tang Ku frowned slightly, "If he can unleash extremely low temperatures, then..."

Ge Gang chuckled, "The application of the power of Law is actually what matters most. If you only have a rough understanding of the Law and cannot turn it into moves you can use, then this Law is merely a useless thing!"

Hum! An unknown aura swept over Shi Jingmo, and he suddenly became alert, as if he were standing in a place of certain death.

That's right, his current location gave him exactly that feeling.

He lowered his head and saw that the green grass on the ground had instantly withered, and waves of heat suddenly rushed toward his face!

"If I can unleash extremely low temperatures, I can also unleash extremely high temperatures... Within a certain range, I can make the temperature reach that of a star's surface..." Zack chuckled.

"In other words... can it instantly reach five or six thousand degrees?" Shi Jingmo said in a deep voice.

"No, the highest temperature on a star's surface can reach over ten thousand degrees. There are millions of stars in the Universe; if you think toward the highest temperature, you'll be right!" Zack laughed.

In the space of about three hundred meters around them, all the trees had been scorched black. Shi Jingmo and Zack were now like people walking on the surface of the sun. Even the soil on the ground and all the miscellaneous matter had been refined and vanished, eventually turning into something like magma.

Hovering half an inch above this magma, Shi Jingmo couldn't help but frown slightly and said in a deep voice, "And then? Your attack shouldn't end here, right!"

Swish! As soon as he finished speaking, Zack's figure appeared in front of him and struck his chest with a palm.

The golden saint cloth emitted a hum, and the chest plate trembled instantly. Then, with a 'crack', countless cracks appeared. Under the bombardment of Pseudo-Saint level power, this piece of the right chest plate instantly shattered.

Zack's fist had already slammed into his chest. The terrifying impact carried an extremely cold force that instantly pierced through his chest, shattering Shi Jingmo's sternum.

Pfft! A mouthful of blood sprayed out. Shi Jingmo finally understood what kind of attack the opponent had used!

Extremely high temperatures filled the surroundings, while an ultra-low temperature attack, almost reaching absolute zero, was applied directly to the object. It was just like the basic physical principle of thermal expansion and contraction, achieving an unexpected effect.

Even the golden saint cloth, even the golden saint cloth tempered by countless amounts of magic power, still couldn't withstand such an attack. Under the alternation of extreme cold and extreme heat, it became incredibly fragile, and even Shi Jingmo's Physical Body became fragile as well!

This punch destroyed his sternum, along with his heart and lung functions!

"Forgot to tell you, among the Seven Demon Generals, my close-quarters combat power is the strongest!"

Zack's fist suddenly expanded, becoming like Li Yuanba's drum-beating golden hammers, and slammed into Shi Jingmo's chest again.

Pfft! Spraying another mouthful of blood, Shi Jingmo flew backward, skipped across the magma like a stone, and then smashed into the ground not far away.

Swish! Zack's power of Law descended again, instantly freezing the magma on the ground and turning it into a foothold. He stood slowly on the ground and, looking at the struggling Shi Jingmo, shook his head and said, "I told you earlier, you are no match for me!"

Shi Jingmo suddenly stopped struggling. He slowly sat up, his mouth full of blood, and a huge hole, pitch-black with white frost, appeared on his chest.

"Such a heavy injury!" In the Universe, Ge Gang, who was observing all this, couldn't help but frown slightly, "Aren't you going to help him? With this kind of injury, even a true Pseudo-Saint level would die!"

Tang Ku, however, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief at this moment and smiled calmly, "No need to worry. Shi Jingmo has already found a way to defeat him; I don't need to worry anymore!"

"Are you serious?" Ge Gang suddenly laughed, "You really have high hopes for this Disciple, but are you really not afraid that he will die?"

"If you watch carefully, you'll know. The path he is walking is different from everyone else's!" Tang Ku chuckled.

Zack looked at Shi Jingmo. This bald man actually slowly dismantled all the parts of the Saint Cloth on his body and threw them aside.

"Heh, without the protection of this armor, you will die even faster!" Zack sneered.

"No, I won't!" Shi Jingmo, wearing monk robes, suddenly smiled, "The Buddha Dharma is boundless; perhaps in the next moment, Poor Monk will be able to convert you!"

As he spoke, he suddenly sat cross-legged and chanted scriptures. A series of incomprehensible words came from his mouth, causing Zack's consciousness to become briefly blurred, as if he were mesmerized by the sound.

"Hmph, playing tricks!" Zack grabbed at Shi Jingmo's collar and said angrily, "I will freeze you into an ice sculpture right now and exile you into the Void Realm of the Universe!"

"Go to hell!" Crack! The temperature on Shi Jingmo's body dropped suddenly, and waves of cold air slowly seeped from his skin into his muscles and bones.

Absolute zero is the lowest temperature currently detected by humanity. However, regarding temperature, theoretically, there is no limit; it can be infinitely lowered or infinitely raised... And Zack's power of Law, so far, is only about the same as the highest and lowest temperatures detected in the Universe... Of course, if he could reach the level of infinitely raising or lowering the temperature, then he would not be a Pseudo-Saint, but a true Saint!

Shi Jingmo was eventually turned into an ice sculpture, but until the end, he did not move at all.

"Hey, your Disciple has been frozen to death. Are you really that carefree? Aren't you worried at all?" Ge Gang frowned slightly, "Are humans even more cold-blooded than us mechanical lifeforms?"

Tang Ku shook his head disdainfully, "Just by relying on this Zack, he can't kill him... Hmm, didn't you hear some sound?"

Ge Gang turned his head to look and suddenly said in surprise, "So that's how it is... He... he is actually fine?"

Zack did not feel a trace of joy but instead, with a hint of terror, let go and stepped back.

"How... how is this possible? Why does the sound of the scripture continue? Clearly... clearly there are no signs of life on his body anymore... No, that's not right... This is my hallucination, this must be a hallucination, hahaha... Seriously, why would I feel sympathy for such a weakling? Why would I feel that he... shouldn't have died at my hands... Hmph, being an enemy of the Master is the most deserving of death. I will not feel guilty, absolutely not..."

A strange emotion permeated his mind, causing him to mutter to himself on the spot.

"Slap!" Someone suddenly patted his shoulder. He turned around abruptly and screamed in shock, "Ah... you... you are not dead?"