Chapter 831: Breaking the Spell

"Reclaim a soul?"

Kongwang remembered. Back at the Dark Palace, this person had been acting with Chen Ling. He glanced casually at the gray-clad figure in the soul army who was closing his eyes like a statue, then looked back at Jian Changsheng.

"It seems you've come specifically to save that fake referee..."

"No, I haven't... I have other important things to do. Reclaiming his soul is just on the way." Jian Changsheng shook his head firmly.

"Important things?"

Kongwang was puzzled by Jian Changsheng's words. Just a moment ago, he said he wanted to reclaim a soul, so why did he suddenly say it was on the way? It was as if he were deliberately denying something...

Kongwang didn't understand, so he simply stopped thinking about it. Jian Changsheng had the aura of someone he really disliked, just like that auspicious one. He didn't want to accidentally release that guy's soul after killing Jian Changsheng later.

"The fake referee seems to have some secrets... I won't give him to you." Kongwang said lightly. "But for the sake of the one on you, I can spare your life today... You may go."

Jian Changsheng stood where he was, motionless.

"What? Don't you have other things to do?" Kongwang said in a deep voice.

"I do have other things..."

Jian Changsheng raised his left hand and crushed the shimmering [Privilege]. With a crisp explosion, brilliant starlight spilled from his fingertips!

The next moment, a brilliant starlight descended from the sky, like deep blue dragon breath exhaled by the night sky, pouring crazily behind Jian Changsheng!

Jian Changsheng's black hem fluttered in the surging wind. A moment later, a throne standing in the Celestial Starlight was already positioned behind him...

The black-clad Asura held his sword in one hand, and before the starlight throne, he spoke slowly:

"My Celestial Star Position has descended. From now on, this is my 'arena'... Unfortunately, you are standing in my 'arena'."

Kongwang was stunned. He found he couldn't understand the thought process of this young man.

He actively summoned the Celestial Star Position to land in front of him, and then turned around to say that he was standing in his arena... If you want to fight, fight; if you want to snatch someone, snatch them. Why all this messy stuff??

Kongwang didn't want to fight Jian Changsheng. Just as he was about to say something else, a loud explosion sounded from the front!

Thump—!!

Jian Changsheng stomped his feet hard on the ground, terrifying power surging through the earth. His figure instantly shot out like a black arrow released from a bow, the sword tip pointing straight at Kongwang's face!

"If you insist on seeking death, don't blame me." Seeing this, Kongwang's Yin-Yang eyes flashed with coldness, and he raised his five fingers to press down on Jian Changsheng!

The Force God Path was pushed to the limit, and the [Fudi] soul behind him also raised its hand in a suppression gesture. A giant force directly above Jian Changsheng seemed to crush the void, directly slamming the flying black shadow into the earth!

Boom—!!!

The [Fudi], nourished by a large number of souls, already possessed the terrifying power to slap other participants to death. In the face of such a simple and brutal method of killing, the domains of those other participants were almost useless, and until now, no one had been able to resist it... This was exactly what Kongwang needed: killing, just in the flip of a hand!

But the next moment, a soft sound of surprise came from within Kongwang.

Under the invisible giant palm of five fingers, a black-clad figure was struggling and standing up with difficulty...

It was like a weightlifter carrying hundreds of pounds, forcibly holding up the palm of the Force God Path. At the same time, numerous spiderwebs spread across the ground, and the aftermath of their struggle even caused the buildings within a few miles to collapse with a roar!

Blood trickled from Jian Changsheng's skin, and his bones creaked under the immense force. But even in such a situation, Jian Changsheng held on. Continuous power surged from his body, and under the twelve-fold amplification, it felt as if he could shoulder the sky!

"Force God Path... is nothing more than this." Jian Changsheng wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered.

Seeing this scene, Kongwang's expression changed slightly.

Not only that, the few remaining participants who were watching from the sidelines were also shocked.

"This kid is so fierce? Whose subordinate is he?!"

"Under the infusion of soul power, that Force God Path should have not only replicated the power of his lifetime but also surpassed it... This kid looks like he's only at the Fourth Stage, and he actually resisted it?"

"He just said his name is Jian Changsheng? This name... why does it feel like I've heard it somewhere..."

“……”

Kongwang looked at Jian Changsheng, who was resisting the Force God Path and walking toward him with his sword, and said coldly:

"As expected of the one chosen by that person. Trying to kill you with pure strength was indeed my oversight... However, your own stage is still far behind."

The soul-screaming released by Kongwang had disappeared. He parted his lips slightly and, facing Jian Changsheng who was walking toward him against the pressure, slowly spat out a word:

"[Quake]!"

With the appearance of this word, Jian Changsheng's soul was instantly shaken out of his body!

"Oh no, this kid doesn't know the methods of the Ghost God Path at all. He's going to suffer a big loss."

"At his stage, being able to resist the Force God Path is already quite good... Under such pressure, even moving is difficult, how could he easily avoid the Soul-Quake?"

"Being able to take one move from the Ghost God Path is already quite good. It's a pity he lacks experience..."

The helpless voices of the crowd sounded from the side. Jian Changsheng watched as his vision drifted out from the back of his head, not knowing what had happened for a moment...

Immediately after, Kongwang retracted the suppression of the Force God Path with a backhand, and his other hand flicked out blade-like ink, stabbing at Jian Changsheng's throat!

Just then, a calm voice sounded from above.

"[Fix]!"

The moment the voice sounded, Jian Changsheng's soul, which had been shaken away, was grabbed by an invisible giant hand and stuffed back into his body like lightning!

In the blink of an eye, Jian Changsheng slashed back with his sword. Ancient killing intent surged, directly shattering the flicked ink, and then he took a step forward!

He streaked across the earth like lightning, the sword light drawing an elegant arc in the air, crossing paths with the floating Kongwang!

Swish—

Jian Changsheng's feet scraped the ground, and his figure stopped slowly.

He turned his head to look, only to see Kongwang standing there with a furrowed brow. On his pale cheek, a tiny sword mark slowly split open... Blood seeped downward.

Kongwang was injured.

This was the first time since the start of the battle that Kongwang had been injured by a participant, and if he hadn't dodged in time, this sword strike would have caused serious damage...

He never expected that Jian Changsheng could break free from the Soul-Quake state in an instant and launch a counterattack!

His Soul-Quake technique had been broken by the same [Fix] word.

Kongwang looked up with a gloomy face, only to see a young man wearing a black and red Tang suit, holding a huge lion head in his hand, standing in the air, looking down at his figure...

Seeming to notice Kongwang's gaze, Sun Bumian pulled down his small round sunglasses slightly, revealing a brilliant smile, and even reached out to make a peace sign.

"Hee hee."