Chapter 1272: Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils (1 / 1)
Triple Armor Manifestation!
This is the highest Armor Manifestation Chen Xuan can currently use in his normal state.
Fusing the power of three phantom beasts.
The three phantom beasts stack upon one another.
Merging with Chen Xuan's own power.
This is not as simple as one plus one plus one.
Each Armor Manifestation,
multiplies the power several times over.
And the boost from Triple Armor Manifestation
has probably reached thirty times.
Or even a terrifying power above fifty times.
At this moment, Chen Xuan could be said to far surpass the King rank.
Chen Xuan has never encountered the Star Radiance rank;
but he himself estimates he has already reached the initial level-28 stage of the Star Radiance rank.
Of course!
These are all his guesses.
At this moment!
Sensing the auras of the eight figures approaching,
Chen Xuan had prepared everything thoroughly.
The auras of those figures
were incomparably powerful.
Among all the powerful auras Chen Xuan had encountered until now, this was the first time he had faced so many at once—
the strongest of them.
So Chen Xuan had to go all out.
To prevent a mishap.
"Foolish creature!"
"Accept our trial!"
"Do you know who we are!"
The voices drew closer and closer to Chen Xuan.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
The enormous footsteps grew nearer and nearer.
And the eight figures became clearer and clearer to see.
Rumble rumble!
Terrifying energy, even though they had not yet appeared,
was already rushing toward him.
Like a thousand-meter-high great wave rolling up.
Extremely terrifying.
And after roughly five breaths,
those figures finally began to slowly appear.
Chen Xuan also saw their forms clearly.
The first figure!
Was actually hazily layered.
As if countless creatures had condensed upon its body.
It looked like a single person.
Yet also like thousands upon thousands of people.
These were the Devas.
The second figure,
half-human, half-dragon,
with a crown upon its head,
resembling a Dragon King,
these were the Nagas.
The third figure.
Extremely terrifying.
Ferocious of face.
Holding a black trident,
gleaming with a cold light,
sending chills down the spine.
These were the Yakshas.
The fourth figure looked like an aged old crone.
End of Chapter
