King of Creation Chapter 1716 - 1701: Severed Arm

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Previously on King of Creation...
Ye Zhen boldly challenged the Ba'erlong brothers to a dual attack, but they instead agreed to a one-on-one fight with Ba'erhu. Ba'erhu, armed with his Tiger Soul Bow, began the duel by retreating and launching a volley of bone arrows imbued with a tiger's roar.

The instant the three Tiger Arrows were loosed, a pallor spread across the faces of all the priests within the Barbarian Spirit Hall. Even the Sky and Star Priests looked aghast, and the Moon Priests themselves exhibited expressions of terror.

Vice Hall Master Ba'erhu had earned his position for a reason; the arrow intent emanating from these mere three Tiger Arrows alone possessed the might to challenge a Dao Realm Expert.

With incredible speed, the three Tiger Arrows closed in on Ye Zhen, arriving almost concurrently with the sound of the tiger's roar.

Ba'erhu harbored immense pride in these three Tiger Arrows. All his expertise was poured into this formidable bow, and the meticulously refined Spirit Arrows were exceptionally unique.

These Tiger Arrows were not merely thirty percent more potent than standard Spirit Arrows; crucially, they were imbued with the agile ferocity of a pouncing tiger.

If the target chose to stand their ground, it was one thing. However, should one attempt to evade the Tiger Arrows out of fear, the Spirit Rhythm contained within them would subtly adjust their trajectory.

This inherent homing capability, driven by their spiritual nature, would be an absolute bane to any adversary!

Ba'erhu fully anticipated that these three arrows alone would inflict severe injuries upon Ye Zhen, potentially even causing permanent damage to his legs.

In Ba'erhu's strategic thinking, Ye Zhen's logical course of action would be to dodge, only to be subsequently struck and grievously wounded by the three Tiger Arrows in utter shock.

A perfect outcome, he mused!

Yet, in the very next moment, a collective expression of utter disbelief descended upon Ba'erhu and all fifteen thousand priests of the Barbarian Spirit Hall.

Left Chief Priest Ye Zhen, confronted by these three Tiger Arrows that had caused the esteemed Moon Priests of the Barbarian Spirit Hall to turn ashen, did not attempt to dodge or evade. Instead, he met them head-on.

To be precise, confronting these three Tiger Arrows was indeed the optimal strategy.

However, Ye Zhen's method of confrontation involved no evasive maneuvers; he simply braced his physical body and charged forward!

He intended to use his own body as the point of impact, to directly clash with them!

The Moon Priests, Ba'erhu, and the others watched, utterly stunned, their jaws slack, with some even crying out in astonishment.

It was inconceivable, not for a martial artist merely at the Sixth Stage of the Divine Communication Realm, but even for cultivators at the Eighth or Ninth Stage of the Realm King Realm, to dare face such an onslaught by using their physical bodies as Ye Zhen was!

Yet, Ye Zhen proceeded to do exactly that!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The three Tiger Arrows struck Ye Zhen's right chest and both thighs simultaneously. Miraculously, these arrows, as if impacting Hundred-refined Fine Steel, erupted in a shower of sparks!

Flames and sparks flew in all directions, and the three Tiger Arrows disintegrated inch by inch, completely failing to pierce Ye Zhen's formidable physique.

The priests of the Barbarian Spirit Hall could only stare in dumbfounded disbelief.

Ye Zhen's brow furrowed slightly in that moment.

He was, in fact, unharmed.

His objective in this confrontation was to rigorously test the efficacy of his Third Stage Black Dragon Tyrant Body, augmented by his upgraded Dragon Scale Spirit Armor.

The Dragon Scale Spirit Armor manifested as a layer resembling dragon scales, coalescing on Ye Zhen's exterior, serving to enhance the capabilities of the Black Dragon Tyrant Body.

The protective power of the Dragon Scale Spirit Armor escalated in tandem with the advancement of Ye Zhen's cultivation in the Black Dragon Tyrant Body.

After directly absorbing the impact of Ba'erhu's three Spirit Arrows, Ye Zhen deduced that the combined defensive might of the Black Dragon Tyrant Body and the Dragon Scale Spirit Armor proved slightly more potent than he had initially estimated.

The Black Dragon Tyrant Body at the Third Stage bestowed a physical resilience equivalent to that of a High-Grade Suppressing Device.

Without question, Ye Zhen could readily identify Ba'erhu's colossal bow as a High-Grade Suppressing Device.

Under normal circumstances, Ba'erhu's potent bow would indeed injure Ye Zhen, whose physical fortitude was comparable to a High-Grade Suppressing Device.

However, with the superimposed defense of the Dragon Scale Spirit Armor, Ba'erhu's three Tiger Arrows experienced a drastic reduction in their penetrating power. They managed only to etch faint white marks onto Ye Zhen's body, inflicting no actual damage whatsoever!

The slight furrowing of Ye Zhen's brow stemmed from a subtle sensation he perceived at the precise moment the three Tiger Arrows impacted his body: at least seven distinct varieties of malevolent Qi attempted to infiltrate his system.

Ba'erhu's three Tiger Arrows had been meticulously imbued with six potent Spirit Incantations, including effects like weakness, sluggishness, curse, and poison.

These six Spirit Incantations were exceptionally lethal; once unleashed, they possessed the capability to instantly diminish Ye Zhen's overall combat effectiveness by over thirty percent.

In a high-stakes battle between cultivators, an abrupt decline of thirty percent in one's capabilities represented a critical disadvantage, let alone a mere ten percent reduction.

Sensing the insidious presence of these six Spirit Incantations, Ye Zhen swiftly unleashed his Divine Sense. Simultaneously, the Heavenly Thunder Spirit Fire surged from within him, incinerating those six Spirit Incantations into nothingness.

Ye Zhen's Heavenly Thunder Spirit Fire was the ultimate countermeasure against such insidious enchantments.

Ba’erhu’s expression turned grim.

Most Martial Artists, even if they managed to deflect his three Tiger Arrows, would have succumbed to the six Spirit Incantations.

His brethren had managed to claim the Guardian Battle Spirit of the Yutu Barbarian from the Barbarian Ancient Lands, and the six Spirit Incantations on his Tiger Arrows had played a significant role.

At least two Late Stage Realm King Realm experts had been eliminated because of them.

But to his surprise, Ye Zhen had actually countered them here!

What startled Ba’erhu even more was that Ye Zhen, after enduring his three arrows with his own body, only faltered for a moment before charging towards him again, rapidly closing the distance.

Seeing this, Ba’erhu smirked, assuming Ye Zhen recognized his formidable power and sought to engage in close combat, believing it to be his only chance.

However, for someone from a hunter’s lineage, the art of kiting was as natural as breathing.

His body moved once more, and Ba’erhu, swift as lightning, dashed in a different direction within the Martial Arts Arena.

In the previous exchange, he had gauged some of Ye Zhen’s capabilities, particularly his incredibly tough physique, which seemed to be Ye Zhen’s primary strength.

Yet, even a Wild Boar with skin as hard as steel would eventually be brought down by a skilled hunter.

He was eager to discover the limit of Ye Zhen’s physical body under continuous assault.

As he moved, Ba’erhu prepared to draw his bow and unleash another volley!

Rumble!

Fierce Thunder Light erupted dramatically from Ye Zhen’s hand.

A serpentine, purple-and-scarlet Thunderclap shot out, striking the ground half a meter ahead of Ba’erhu’s advancing path.

This sudden burst of Thunder Light made Ba’erhu intensely uncomfortable.

If he persisted in his current direction, he would be hit by the Evil Punishing Divine Thunder, and even with his cultivation, the damage would be severe.

But to dodge meant facing the Evil Punishing Divine Thunder head-on.

His only recourse was to reverse his momentum and retreat.

Activating his Divine Sense, Ba’erhu’s Spiritual Power abruptly swirled in reverse, much like a colossal mining machine suddenly engaging reverse gear.

With a powerful twist, Ba’erhu forcefully spun around and retreated, the sickening crack of his bones echoing.

This was the immense physical strain of abruptly halting and changing direction!

Thanks to his exceptionally agile Body Skill, he narrowly avoided bone fractures from this maneuver.

Nevertheless, the backlash of his Spiritual Power severely impacted Ba’erhu’s internal organs, causing a trickle of blood to appear at his lips.

As he turned, Ba’erhu’s eyes widened.

"Be careful!" His elder brother Ba’erlong’s warning resonated within Ba’erhu’s Spirit Palace.

During Ba’erhu’s back-and-forth movement, Ye Zhen had advanced three miles in an instant, shrinking the distance between them to a mere two kilometers.

A Sword Light, causing Ba’erhu’s heart to pound erratically, transformed into a sky-embracing sword curtain and descended upon him!

Spitting out a spray of blood, Ba’erhu rapidly drew his massive bow eighteen times in quick succession.

Each draw fired nine arrows.

Every single arrow shot towards the descending Sword Light.

The arrows formed a protective embrace around him, tightly shielding Ba’erhu from all angles!

Ba’erhu felt confident that no Sword Light could penetrate this defense!

Ba’erhu sensed that the formidable Sword Light carried the aura of an Acquired Spirit Treasure; failure to defend against it would result in significant harm.

However, as countless arrow lights erupted, the seemingly omnipresent Sword Light executed a peculiar maneuver, coalescing into a colossal Greatsword radiating a chilling white Sword Fiend aura, appearing directly above Ba’erhu’s head!

Ba’erhu, seemingly bewildered by how the Sword Light reached his position, instinctively leaned sideways.

He shifted his head and body half a foot to the left!

Crack!

The sound of Sword Light piercing flesh and severing bone echoed ominously.

"Second brother!"

First Deputy Hall Master Ba’erlong cried out in sheer horror as he witnessed Ba’erhu’s right arm being severed and flying through the air!