The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3390 - 3385: Seeing the Asura Soul Body Again_1

Yet, this single technique was sufficient.

Though the Wind Chant King was intimidating, the relentless combined offensive from Yang Chen and Xing Tong forced him to expose critical vulnerabilities.

In the end, the Wind Chant King was no Royal Spirit God. As a standard Spirit God, his cultivation at the Heaven-appointed Realm was not entirely without flaws.

The thunder robe he had been sporting was already reduced to tatters under Xing Tong's punishing onslaught.

With Yang Chen now deploying his augmented Deathly Silent Black Wind, the Wind Chant King found it nearly impossible to sustain his defense. Furthermore, the sheer potency of Yang Chen’s enhanced Deathly Silent Black Wind made it an exceptionally difficult force to counter.

Had it been merely a single wispy thread, the Wind Chant King could have relied on his thunder robe to dissolve it with ease.

However, once unleashed, Yang Chen’s amplified Deathly Silent Black Wind erupted like an unstoppable, violent cyclone. Under such a ferocious barrage, even the sturdy protection of the thunder robe crumbled piece by piece.

As the thunder robe disintegrated, the Wind Chant King’s defense became as fragile as parchment, effortlessly ripped apart by Yang Chen.

Initially, the piercing cries of the Wind Chant King echoed through the air, but eventually, complete silence fell.

In that absolute stillness, the fate of the Wind Chant King was clearly sealed.

Fixing his gaze forward, Yang Chen swung his sleeves to retract the Deathly Silent Black Wind. Simultaneously, he was overcome by a wave of intense exhaustion.

Having tapped into the evolved Ten Thousand Law Dao Embryo for the first time, he was not yet accustomed to the drain.

Fatigue, in this context, was an expected outcome.

As the dark void faded, the firmament instantly brightened, and everything returned to its natural state.

Yang Chen, Xing Tong, and the remaining Spirit Gods stood in their places, yet the Wind Chant King was conspicuously absent.

Yang Chen scanned the area ahead, feeling relieved to see the Wind Chant King's vessel was still physically intact.

He wanted to avoid the previous incident with Han Tian, where the total destruction of the corpse had rendered it useless for refining purposes.

This time, Yang Chen had specifically utilized the Deathly Silent Black Wind to strike down the Wind Chant King.

Since the Deathly Silent Black Wind focused primarily on damaging the soul, the physical form of the Wind Chant King suffered minimal harm.

Refining the remains of a Heaven-appointed Realm Spirit God promised boundless benefits. Yang Chen could not suppress a surge of excitement.

"Daoist friend Xing Tong, how shall we distribute the remains of the Wind Chant King?" Yang Chen inquired.

"We shall divide them equally, as both our efforts contributed to this outcome. With this body, I can swiftly cultivate two additional Heaven-appointed Realm insects. By then, our collective power will transcend its current state," Xing Tong replied.

Yang Chen gave a slight nod: "Very well, we shall each take half. But for now, let us resolve the remaining disturbance before us."

"Agreed." Xing Tong pivoted to face the others.

With the Wind Chant King vanquished, the surviving Spirit Gods posed little threat.

At this moment, Xing Tong could not suppress a sigh. She had never truly believed they could slaughter the Wind Chant King.

Even in the event of their victory, she assumed she would have to be the primary combatant given that she had already ascended to the Heaven-appointed Realm. For an Insect Race cultivator, reaching this caliber of cultivation was a feat far more nuanced than that of a common Ghost King.

However, she had underestimated Yang Chen; his combat prowess was far more terrifying than she had fathomed.

She was forced to admit that Yang Chen had served as the cornerstone of the struggle against the Wind Chant King.

As for the matter at hand...

"Allow me to handle these Heaven-separated Realm Spirit Gods," Xing Tong chuckled softly.

Yang Chen had no desire to intervene further, stating simply, "Keep their physical bodies intact."

"Naturally, I am aware." Fully grasping the value of these Spirit Gods, Xing Tong promptly signaled her subordinates to surround them completely, extinguishing any hope of flight.

Suddenly, the formidable Spirit Gods fell into absolute terror. They never anticipated suffering such a fate upon arriving to challenge Yang Chen and Xing Tong.

Not only were they denied any advantage, but they were now trapped in a hopeless corner by their adversaries.

With the Wind Chant King fallen in combat, they were like serpents lacking a head, consumed by despair and bereft of any desire to continue the fight. Survival was their singular fixation, yet escape appeared impossible.

However, Xing Tong, acting as an Insect Mother who had achieved the Heaven-appointed Realm, was far superior to those of the Heaven-separated Realm.

Evading her control was far from simple.

She had already silently deployed her insects to weave a tight defensive perimeter. Against such a blockade, escape was a pipe dream.

"Just accept your demise," Xing Tong commanded, directing her two Heaven-appointed Realm insects to assault the remaining Spirit Gods.

In mere moments, a multitude of Heaven-separated Realm Spirit Gods were cut down by Xing Tong’s forces, leaving behind a grisly scene of blood and carnage.

Only Di Zun remained, putting up a desperate struggle. Even now, he had yet to be defeated.

Observing this, Xing Tong furrowed her brows. She had always known Royal Spirit Gods were particularly troublesome, but this surpassed her worst expectations. Even after reaching the Heaven-appointed Realm, subduing Di Zun remained a grueling task.

Enraged by the sight of his kin falling around him, Di Zun roared, his voice thick with despair: "You intend to kill me? That will not be as simple as you think! Reveal yourself, Great Zhou Heavenly Asura!"

As he finished the incantation, an Asura soul manifestation emerged to shroud his body entirely.

When the Asura phantom appeared, Yang Chen narrowed his eyes, while Xing Tong’s expression reflected genuine surprise.

She had never encountered this particular Asura before and initially dismissed it, charging her two Heaven-appointed insects directly toward Di Zun.

However, upon the instant of impact, Di Zun’s Asura Soul Body remained unshaken, while the two Heaven-appointed insects recoiled in disarray.

"What kind of technique is this? Its defensive capabilities are immense!" Xing Tong’s jaw dropped in genuine shock.

Witnessing this, Yang Chen spoke up: "Xing Tong, permit me to deal with this soul embodiment."

Xing Tong ground her teeth in frustration, "Negative. I refuse to believe I cannot shatter this barrier."

"This soul body holds significance for me, and I possess a vastly more efficient method for dismantling it," Yang Chen replied with cool composure.

Despite the durability of the Asura soul body, it would eventually falter under Xing Tong’s unrelenting assault. Persistent bombardment would surely reach the breaking point, but such a crude method would likely destroy its inner value.

For Yang Chen, such a loss was unacceptable.

Seeing Yang Chen’s firm stance, Xing Tong finally yielded: "Very well, handle it yourself."

Yang Chen stepped forward to take his place before Xing Tong, casting a calm, detached gaze upon Di Zun.

Seeing their positions trade, Di Zun’s veins bulged with raw hatred. He held a bone-deep enmity for Yang Chen and wished nothing more than to see him pulverized into dust.

With the manifestation of the Asura soul body, his confidence had surged.

Regrettably for him, Yang Chen remained as serene as a still lake, observing Di Zun as though he were nothing more than a puny insect that could be crushed at any whim.