Chapter 468 - 468 The Phantom Dragon Appears

468 The Phantom Dragon Appears

Lu Zifu stared at the radiant glow in Qin Huai’s eyes, his own eyes reflecting surprise. “King’s force?” he muttered, “Is this the reason for your confidence… Indeed, it is the king’s force.”

Lu Zifu’s face took on a serious look. He surveyed the world in front of him, growing more anxious. “A realm guardian spirit item. So, that’s why,” he sighed.

His gaze hardened. “This will be my last offer. If you join the Sacred Heart sect, I’ll overlook the attack you just made.” His voice grew colder. “Show me how you plan to kill me.”

Qin Huai descended from the sky, a terrifying aura surrounding him, rapidly intensifying. At the same time, the figure of a white dragon materialized behind him, its mighty presence manifesting in a deafening roar.

Boom!

Lu Zifu watched Qin Huai plummet, his skin shattering under the powerful wind of Qin Huai’s palm. “This is ridiculous!” Surprise flashed in the former’s eyes.

The next moment, the broken skin and blood on his body transformed into a massive, blood-red hand that struck the sky.

“Blood print palm!”

With a resounding boom, the blood-red hand shattered, its remnants scattering across the bronze realm like a flood, only to be consumed by the cracks in the ground.

Just like Lu Zifu, Qin Huai’s palm pierced through the blood print palm effortlessly. Lu Zifu’s fists flew out in response, constantly striking Qin Huai’s palm. With each passing second, the totem patterns on his body intensified.

The broken blood lines reconvened on Lu Zifu’s body, meticulously crafting a protective armor. Starting from his feet, it spread upwards, enhancing his formidable strength.

Then, the ground beneath Lu Zifu cracked, sinking him further into the earth. His ankles, calves, and then his lower body disappeared underground.

The armor covering Lu Zifu was complete. The intricate patterns on the blood-colored armor grew more defined, a strange power visibly consuming Qin Huai’s palm wind.

“Enough!” Lu Zifu roared. His terrifying, bloodthirsty aura devoured all of Qin Huai’s remaining power.

Qin Huai was launched into the air, tracing a graceful arc before softly landing on the ground.

“The totem armor is a product of the Lord’s mighty power,” said Lu Zifu. “It’s stronger than any protective spirit item in the world.” He looked at Qin Huai with an emotionless expression. “Isn’t your guardian spirit item starting to break apart?”

Qin Huai glanced at the bronze realm, noticing it was indeed starting to crumble and disintegrate since the appearance of the totem armor. “That fellow is truly extraordinary,” he muttered to himself.

In a flash, Qin Huai was in front of Lu Zifu. He threw his fists, glowing with a white light. He used a forbidden technique, poison dragon shock. His powerful punches shattered Lu Zifu’s totem armor instantly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

But the next moment, the totem armor was replenished by a flood of blood. Whether it was his face, chest, heart, kidneys, or arms, Qin Huai’s relentless punches shattered Lu Zifu’s totem armor again and again.

Lu Zifu was on the defensive, losing ground. He wondered how Qin Huai had come by such strange strength. He was a Sacred Heart disciple. How could his blood heart technique be weaker in comparison?

“So what if you overpower me?!” he challenged, “Unless you can destroy my totem armor, you won’t harm me. But I can exhaust you with my blood heart technique! Until you’re drained, you won’t break my defense.”

However, Qin Huai remained silent, continuing to pummel Lu Zifu. Ten punches, fifty, a hundred… No matter how many punches, he never broke through the totem armor and injured Lu Zifu substantially.

The totem armor isolated all vibrations and devoured force effortlessly. Lu Zifu, protected by the armor, seemed invincible. Even the bronze realm had no impact on him.

His opponent was merely trying to wear him down…

“But,” Qin Huai began slowly, stopping his attacks, “It seems my strength isn’t enough. If I can’t kill you in one hit, this fight could drag on.”

Lu Zifu laughed mockingly. “Even if you know, what can you do?”

Qin Huai nodded. “I thought it might not work on you, but I underestimated your power.” He took a deep breath, his eyes glowing brighter. The beams seemed to penetrate the earth.

Suddenly, behind Qin Huai, a phantom dragon skeleton, hundreds of meters long, materialized. The giant dragon skeleton shrank rapidly, its spine perfectly aligning with Qin Huai’s own, leaving no gaps.