Chapter 735
Wu Qi's current physical strength was at the level of a fifth-tier Gold Immortal . The palm strike unleashed by Prabhutaratna Buddha, on the other hand, was at the level of a fourth-tier Gold Immortal, just one level above Wu Qi's . For Gold Immortals, a tier difference in their cultivation levels was often equivalent to a hundred times difference in their overall strength . Therefore, Prabhutaratna Buddha thought he could easily capture the former with a force that was a hundred times stronger .
However, Wu Qi snorted coldly as he watched the golden palm closing in with a stifling pressure . Without hesitation, he exercised the Dragon Kill and abruptly transformed into a gigantic dragonman standing a hundred feet tall . Energy surged and filled his body as he began to murmur a spell and quickly waved his fingers in mid-air . From them, countless runes poured out like torrents, interlocking with one another into a black rune formation and branding onto his skin .
Enhanced by the rune formation, Wu Qi's strength instantly soared by a thousand folds . The incredible power made his blood vessels begin to bulge, pulsing so strongly that even his thick dragon scales could not cover them . Soon, they were as thick as water buckets, twisting and squirming like flood dragons all over his body . Even as that was happening, his blood began to boil, rushing through his veins together with semi-coagulated dragon energy . Faint roars of dragon could be heard coming from every bulging vein of his, as if hundreds of dragons were roaring inside him .
Ao Buzun widened his eyes in terror . He stared blankly at Wu Qi and grumbled under his breath, "Heck, don't tell me that you're a mix-blooded b*stard of a human and some little fellow from the dragon clan? But, this doesn't make any sense! Your fleshly body has been converted into a chaotic spirit body, and I've witnessed the entire transformation . . . You're not related to dragons! But, how can you cultivate the Dragon Transformation Script to such a state that all your meridians are taking the shape of dragons?"
As an ancient dragon himself, Ao Buzun knew very well how difficult it was to cultivate to this state . Even among the top geniuses of the dragon clan, few had come this far . Furthermore, Wu Qi was just a human being, not a dragon . So, how was it possible for him to cultivate the Dragon Transformation Script to such an advanced level?
Pitch-black Nine Nether Ghost Flame exploded out of Wu Qi's body and towered into the sky, within which, nine faint figures of dragons could be seen swirling about . The air rang with sharp and loud dragon roars as two black dragon horns suddenly stretched out of his forehead .
In the void, some existence hiding between the spatial barriers with a mighty magical artifact uttered a cry of surprise, "Wow, this little fellow's aptitude is pretty decent! To be able to cultivate Dragon Kill to such a perfect degree and transform into a dragon . . . Could he be a mix-blood of a human and a dragon?"
Wu Qi was certainly not a mix-blood of humans and dragons; all he had were the bloodlines of a hundred divine beasts he had extorted from the Thousand Spirit Palace . Just now, as soon as Prabhutaratna Buddha attacked, he had fused all these bloodlines with his body and made the chaotic energy quickly digest one particular bloodline—the bloodline of the azure dragon . Then, with the help of Seven Foundation Elevating Technique, the inner structure of his body began to transform to that of a real azure dragon .
He carefully controlled the changes of his body, so that when all his flesh and blood had become no different from that of a real dragon, his appearance remained the same, a human-shaped dragon . And as he was now exercising the Dragon Kill with the body of a dragon, his physical strength was instantly and terrifyingly strengthened . Accompanied by the loud noises produced from the squeezing between expanding muscles and bones, the scales covering his body and the dragon horns on his forehead were gradually covered in a mysterious and noble, pale blue hue .
As the air rang with his deep chanting, two beams of light shot out of his dragon horns . Countless runes swirled rapidly amidst the lights, then quickly interwove into a huge rune formation that was branded onto Wu Qi's chest . With that, a mighty force rushed like a torrent within his body, and his physical strength was abruptly elevated by three thousand times!
This was the limit that Wu Qi's fleshly body could withstand right now! Although there were more powerful runes in Dragon Kill that could increase his strength by ten thousand times, his fleshly body could not withstand such a tremendous increase . The three thousand times augmentation was the strongest power that he could control and use right now .
As soon as he was done with the transformation, Wu Qi opened his mouth and sprayed out a stream of Nine Nether Ghost Flame, which caused the golden palm strike that was about to smash down on him lose its brilliant gleam, smearing it with a vast amount of the dark aura of death . Then, he lifted both arms over his shoulders and forcefully slapped the golden palm . A loud rumble rang out as the palm strike, which Prabhutaratna Buddha had unleashed casually and thought he could use it to easily capture Wu Qi, was crushed into pieces .
With the help of Dragon Kill, Wu Qi's current overall strength was infinitely approaching that of a second-tier Gold Immortal . Therefore, how could the palm strike Prabhutaratna Buddha unleashed with only the power of a fourth-tier Gold Immortal withstand his full power strike? In just the blink of an eye, the golden palm shattered into countless fist-sized fragments that looked as if they were made of pure gold, falling all over the ground .
These golden fragments were the condensation of Prabhutaratna Buddha's pure power . As his palm strike was shattered by Wu Qi, he lost control over the power, thus causing it to crumble and fall into pieces like some physical object . Gradually, the fragments melted down and transformed into pale golden power of Buddha, spreading into all directions . Nourished by such power, the ground, which consisted of stones filled with rich natural energy, slowly transformed into relics and fine jades; soon, half of the hilltop was gleaming brilliantly .
The failure of his first strike had turned Prabhutaratna Buddha's gleaming face pale with rage . As one of the most famous Buddhas from the Buddhist League and the master of hundreds of millions of outer heavenly realms, Prabhutaratna Buddha had forgotten how long it had been since he attacked someone himself . This time, in order to kill Wu Qi who had killed his missionary disciple, while taking the opportunity to warn Great Yu for all their little tricks against the Buddhist League recently, he had personally come all the way to Pangu Continent .
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