Chapter 245
The True Sandstorm Lord!
The entire Shrek Academy, no, the entire southern suburbs of Soto City, seemed to have instantly fallen into the prelude to an apocalyptic catastrophe!
"No...impossible..."
"What...what is this...?"
"My God... a god... a mythical beast?"
"Run...run away quickly..."
On the sidelines, the farmers, vendors, and the students and their parents who had failed the test, who were watching from a distance, were now completely gripped by hysterical fear.
Under the enormous shadow, the primal tremor that drove them to the brink of madness made their legs go weak and their souls nearly leave their bodies. They wished their parents had given them two more legs, and they cried out and pushed each other, fleeing in all directions in a frantic rush of panic. The scene instantly descended into utter chaos.
The reactions of those in the core area were even more remarkable:
The moment Dai Mubai saw the giant shadow of Banqilas, it was as if all his bones had been removed. His legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud. His face was ashen, his eyes were empty, and his lips trembled as he let out a silent groan.
The fear he felt at the Rose Hotel yesterday was magnified to the extreme at this moment. The destructive aura emanating from the hundred-meter-tall behemoth before him made him feel as insignificant as dust, and only one thought remained in his mind.
It's over... everything is over... he's provoked such a being... He didn't even dare to look in Lin Xia's direction; fear completely consumed his mind.
Tang San activated his Purple Demon Eyes to their fullest extent, the purple light pulsating violently in his eyes as he tried to see the colossal beast before him that was capable of overturning everything.
But no matter how much he activated the Mysterious Heaven Skill or used the eyesight he gained from his previous life in the Tang Clan, he could not comprehend the biological form and energy fluctuations that were beyond his comprehension.
The heavy armor looked stronger than any known metal, the invisible gravitational field distorted space, and the surrounding sandstorm seemed to be the mighty force of heaven and earth!
His prized hidden weapon?
It wouldn't even be a tickle in front of this behemoth!
Tang San's mouth twitched violently, veins bulged on his forehead, and his worldview was collapsing violently.
Is this really a martial spirit?
Lin Xia…who exactly is he?!
A clear "gulp" sound came from his throat, the last struggle of reason against immense fear.
Xiao Wu's big eyes were wide open, almost bursting out of their sockets. Her pink eyes were filled with extreme horror and a deep-seated fear that came from the instincts of a soul beast!
She could even feel the mournful cries and submission emanating from the depths of her Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul!
A hundred thousand year soul beast?
Before this Sandstorm Monarch, she felt like a rabbit encountering a prehistoric beast!
The heavy pressure made it difficult for her to breathe, and her delicate body trembled uncontrollably. She subconsciously gripped Tang San's arm tightly beside her, her fingertips icy cold.
As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Rongrong completely lost her composure. She covered her mouth tightly with her small hands to prevent the scream from bursting out of her throat.
The color drained from her delicate face, and her large eyes, which always carried a hint of pride and impatience, were now filled with pure, blank shock.
Looking at the hundred-meter-tall behemoth, then at the tall and unnaturally calm young man Lin Xia at its feet, and then at Zhu Zhuqing beside her with her icy gaze and hidden pride... her mind went blank.
The city lord of Gengjin City, whom my father spoke of… actually possesses such power? Controls such an existence?
This was no longer the lord of a city, this was simply... She dared not think any further, feeling that everything she was so proud of seemed so pale and laughable in the face of this absolute power.
Zhu Zhuqing was the calmest of them all.
The cat's cool, clear eyes looked at the towering Tyranitar, showing no fear, only a sense of natural pride and trust.
Zhu Zhuqing even slightly curled the corners of her lips, as if admiring a magnificent painting.
She knew that this was Lin Xia's true partner, one of the guardian deities behind Gengjin City.
Zhao Wuji?
At this moment, in front of Bangalore, it was nothing more than a slightly larger ant.
Li Yusong, the examiner at the Soul Emperor level, was now completely petrified.
He slumped onto a pile of rubble far from the battlefield, his old eyes wide open, his mouth unconsciously agape, drooling without him even noticing.
The previous twelve-year-old Soul King had already shattered his Dao heart, and now the appearance of this hundred-meter-tall behemoth has completely crushed his remaining cognition into dust.
He even began to wonder if he was having a ridiculous nightmare.
At the eye of the storm, Zhao Wuji, empowered by his Martial Soul True Body, felt the most direct and desperate emotions.
When that hundred-meter-high shadow loomed over him, he felt as if he had fallen from the mountaintop into an abyss in an instant!
The sense of power expansion brought by the Martial Soul True Body was forcibly suppressed by a terrifying pressure that felt like the entire sky was collapsing!
The two bear eyes, burning with golden flames, first shrank to pinpoints due to extreme shock, and then dilated violently due to incomprehensible fear!
Zhao Wuji's proud five-meter-tall true form appeared as insignificant as a newborn cub standing at the feet of an adult dragon in front of his opponent! The tip of the opponent's casually drooping tail was even larger and heavier than his entire body!
Those cold, dark golden eyes looked down without any emotion, as if they were examining a stubborn rock blocking their way.
Even more deadly was the terrifying aura emanating from the opponent, a vast and boundless aura that seemed to descend like the will of the earth itself, which acted like invisible shackles, severely imprisoning his Martial Soul True Body!
The Mighty King Kong Bear's pride in its strength, defense, and gravity control was rendered helpless in the face of this higher-level pressure, which originated from the very essence of life. It trembled and retreated as if it had encountered its natural enemy!
What made him feel even more powerless was that the enormous beast was just standing there, breathing unconsciously, and the surrounding space became like solidified lead, with gravity increasing several times over!
Zhao Wuji felt as if he had sunk into the deepest, stickiest swamp. Every time he lifted his leg or gathered his soul power, he had to expend ten times more power than usual!
The heroic ambition that had once so easily tore through Lin Xia's sandstorm has now become a chilling joke.
"Hoo... Gaa..."
Zhao Wuji let out a roar that was hard to understand, a roar filled with horror, fear, disbelief and a hint of humiliation at being crushed to the extreme.
His massive golden body, under the invisible pressure of Bangiras, uncontrollably hunched slightly, trying to resist the terrifying gravity coming from all directions.
The golden light of the Martial Soul True Body paled in comparison to the heavy, dark gray armor of Bangiras, which seemed to absorb all light.
Just then, the Sandstorm King, which stood as tall as a mountain, moved!
It did not launch an attack, but merely lowered its head slightly. The huge head covered with layers of steel helmets slowly turned, and its dark golden lava eyes landed precisely on the "golden little bug" below.
"Class—!!!" (End of Chapter)