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Chapter 1028 - Chapter 1028 Chapter 641 Its Not Over Yet_2

Chapter 1028: Chapter 641: It’s Not Over Yet_2 Chapter 1028: Chapter 641: It’s Not Over Yet_2 “Teng!”

His gaze shifted from the veteran soldier’s body, the Ten Crown King remained silent, his expression just as indifferent.

But in the next moment.

The Celestial Emperor’s tall and robust frame, similar to that of a horned dragon, shot out like a cannonball.

The void vibrated, torn apart by the sheer force of pure physical strength.

The veteran soldier didn’t even have time to react before he was grabbed by the neck by the Ten Crown King and carried away by the momentum.

Under the tremendous inertia, he ploughed a massive trench in the blood-red ground, extending for hundreds of miles, reaching several meters deep.

Above the earth, soil tumbled and dust flew, as if a sandstorm had arisen.

“Roar!”

From within that trench, the veteran soldier gasped violently, his bloodied mouth with sharp teeth grinning all the way to his jaw, even though his body was deeply embedded in the earth, he still resembled a raging wild beast, continuously snapping at the Ten Crown King, trying to bite and tear him apart with his sharp teeth.

“Death is not pitiful enough!”

The Ten Crown King’s eyelids twitched slightly as his expression gradually turned exceedingly cold, and the force in his hand suddenly increased drastically.

“Bang…”

Just like an exploding watermelon, accompanied by dark, viscous liquid splashing, the skull of the veteran soldier burst into pieces, his body instantly losing balance and crashing heavily to the ground.

He was a Red Dust Immortal, able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Quasi-Immortal King when he first entered this realm.

Not to mention, after accumulating power over such a long time, even those top-tier Semi-Step Immortal Kings could have contended with him.

To the current Ten Crown King, a veteran soldier whose Immortal Flame was almost extinguished, was no more significant than an ant.

At the same time.

As the veteran soldier’s body fell, a dark sphere of light suddenly burst from his body.

But within a moment, that sphere transformed back into the soldier’s form, though very faint, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

In the Divine Realm, one could be reborn from a drop of blood.

Let alone an Immortal of the same level as a True Immortal.

Even with a crushed head, as long as the Primordial Spirit is not destroyed, one could never be killed.

Of course, that’s under equally matched power.

If the difference in realm and strength is too great, even a cockroach would be harder to kill than them.

The Ten Crown King’s expression unchanged, he watched as the Primordial Spirit of the veteran soldier charged at him again, reaching out once more to pinch it to burst casually.

In the howling cold wind, the young man’s clothes fluttered loudly as he gazed at the slender figure standing amidst the Star Sea.

His aura was calm as the sea, the recent fight didn’t even count as a warm-up for him.

“Don’t forget what was agreed upon just now, the remaining fights will take place in the arena, it has to be the real prodigies of your domain!”

King of Pu Demon did not respond, his face was neither sorrowful nor joyful, showing no change whatsoever.

Only after a long while did his deep, black eyes, sharp enough to pierce through anything, slowly look towards the Ten Crown King:

“Are you sure you want to clash with the real prodigies of my domain?”

“If a prodigy from my domain wins, what then? You surely can’t… go back and ask the person behind you to seek retribution, can you?!”

King of Pu Demon loomed haughtily, staring straight at the Ten Crown King.

If he didn’t receive a certain answer, he would never really send a prodigy to face him.

Losing was one thing, but if he won, that would escalate matters greatly.

Compared to a bit of insignificant pride, they were more unwilling to confront that madman.

And besides.

Pride and such…

Seemed to have been lost clean a long time ago.

The barefoot are not afraid of those with shoes.

There was nothing left to lose.

“That would naturally be my fault, if blame is to be assigned, blame my lack of skill. The Adult has already stated that he would absolutely not intervene because of this.”

The Ten Crown King’s brows gradually unfurled, his voice ringing with resolve.

In two or three sentences concerning this matter, these Immortal Kings have been evasive and shifting responsibility, afraid of Lord Willow God stepping in if they are defeated, aren’t they!

Then he might as well give them an additional layer of assurance, why not?!

As long as these Immortal Kings from the Alien Territory didn’t take action, he feared nothing, and even in defeat, he would have no face to ask the Adult to step in.

Young with an upright stature, his presence roared like a dragon and growled like a tiger, swirling around him, full of supreme confidence in his own strength.

Along his journey, except for Huang, who had already made a name for himself in the Immortal Domain, and the Banished Immortal who joined Liu Village with him, he had never tasted defeat, even Huang had only managed a draw with him back then.

Of course, now perhaps he should also count the group of prodigies his age in the village…

But how could a tiny Alien Territory compare with the Holy Land within the village?

“If that’s the case, then as you wish!”

After pondering for a long time, King of Pu Demon’s eyes, fiery as torches, lingered on the Ten Crown King and, with an indifferent nod, he then waved his hand grandly.

The next moment.

The scene before Ten Crown King’s eyes abruptly changed.

He found himself directly translocated to the arena.

In an instant, a rich Chaotic Aura assailed his face; in the distance, specks of golden radiance twinkled in the void, coalescing into numerous intricate and bizarre golden patterns that seemed to be embedded into the fabric of space itself.

In the cosmos, engulfed by twilight, a massive platform abruptly revealed itself.

Winds howled and dust clouds billowed.

Just like that, it spanned the vast and desolate universe, its ends and boundaries unknown; not only duels but even battles between two armies would seem insignificant.

“This…”

Ten Crown King pursed his lips, his expression dazed; the mere sight of the platform nearly compelled him to prostrate in worship.

He was slightly amazed, his gaze swiftly scanning his surroundings.

Although he had spoken the word “arena,” he had never before been to the Alien Territory, so naturally, he couldn’t have known what an arena was; he only made such a request after Lord Willow God had allowed him to enter.

The platform was ancient, built from green bricks, its surface carved with intricate totems, emanating an air of majesty and mystery. In some places, scattered bloodstains, still seething, could barely be seen.

Presumably, in the very ancient times, it was on this very platform that Adult had thoroughly conquered the Immortal Kings from this Foreign Domain, beating them into complete submission, both in spirit and body!!!

Ten Crown King’s expression instantly turned solemn and serious. He bowed three times toward the platform in front of him and then stepped onto it.

“Your opponent is me!”

At that moment, a low growl, like distant thunder, came from afar, making Ten Crown King’s ears buzz.

He quickly turned around, only to see a vast Black Shadow slowly approaching; unhurriedly moving, its vertical pupils, flickering with a red haze, surged with a greedy torrent.

“Boom rumble…”

The figure’s size was colossal, like a mountain that had already made its presence known, it even bowed to the platform, a solemn look on its face.

Ten Crown King’s eyes twinkled, feeling a sensation he couldn’t quite articulate, the scene struck him as oddly strange.

“Ao!”

As his reverence concluded, the massive body suddenly burst forth.

Like a cannonball, it charged toward Ten Crown King on the platform.

Only then did Ten Crown King clearly see the Black Shadow’s formation.

Nearly a hundred feet in size, with extraordinarily thick limbs, rooted in the void like ancient trees, its claws and teeth were sharp and powerful; every step it took ripped open a gap in the void.

Its skin was rough and hard, like the bark of an old tree, marked with mottled patterns and moss.

But the most exaggerated feature was the head of this Foreign Domain Life Form.

At least twenty or thirty heads, each not very big when compared with the massive body, like a developmental aberration, with necks thin and long like serpent bodies, a dense array of vertical pupils emitting a cold light.

“This place is not for you, by the way, my name is Moro, a direct descendant of King Moro.”

Moro’s voice thundered like a rolling thunder.

The several dozen underdeveloped heads lightly trembled, continuously grinding teeth, as viscous, fishy saliva dripped from the gaps in their sharp teeth, as if they had glimpsed the most delectable feast.

“You’re even less qualified to be my opponent.”

Ten Crown King responded coldly.

“Very well, very well, it’s nothing more than the borrowed prestige of that man!”

Moro was furious.

The other had implied that only a true genius was worthy to be his adversary, which was a clear jab at Moro’s inadequacy!

Aside from a few insurmountable freaks, it was the first time any creature had dared to look down on it.

In a little while, he decided he would thoroughly grind his opponents in his mouth before swallowing.

With that thought in mind

“Your smile is truly displeasing…”

His body suddenly tensed, his muscles as hard as cast iron, every inch of skin exuding endless strength and fighting spirit. His eyes sparkled with a sharp light, as if they could penetrate all illusions and look directly into the souls of his enemies.

He took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling as if to draw in all the power of heaven and earth into his body. Then, his feet stomped heavily, and the ground instantly cracked open, rumbling deeply