Chapter 384

Rumble—!

Accompanying Jelf's strike, at this very moment, Lin Cheng once again gripped Long Jian.

And in the instant he gripped Long Jian, the aura surrounding Lin Cheng's entire being shifted accordingly; with him at the center, invisible magic spread outward, countering Jelf's power.

"Shuala— Take this!"

A dazzling silver-white sword radiance manifested around Lin Cheng's body; with the swing of Lin Cheng's right hand, it transformed into a crescent and was slashed out in a single strike!

Boom—!

Two terrifying forces collided, and the already crumbling ground shattered once again!

Trees, Shanfeng, massive boulders across thousands of meters of land! Everything was reduced to powder, dissipating into the atmosphere along with the terrifying airflow produced by the collision.

Beneath the collision of the two, energy spread outward layer by layer like a surging tsunami; facing this force, even though Hyberion exerted her full power to release a magic barrier, it held for only a few seconds before cracks already appeared.

The shockwave of such a terrifying battle had already surpassed the commotion produced earlier when Lin Cheng fought the Underworld King.

"No good, if this continues, we won't be able to endure it."

Watching the cracks on the magic barrier continuously spreading and multiplying, Hyberion immediately said.

After resisting several times, her magic was also nearly exhausted.

If it continued, once the magic barrier completely shattered, what awaited them would be death.

However, just at this moment, another powerful surge of energy came crashing in.

Rumble—!

Several seconds passed, and the terrifying energy gradually faded; amid a terrifying roar, it dissipated into the air.

"As expected, your strength is very powerful... no, it should be even more powerful than I imagined."

Although the strike had failed, not only did Jelf's face show no sign of disappointment, it instead grew more excited, just like Lin Cheng a few seconds ago.

"Then give it your all; mere probing won't be enough to kill me."

As Jelf said, the collision between the two just now was merely an initial probe—Lin Cheng had not wielded Long Jian Lei De, and Jelf had not used Death Hunting.

And now, having truly gauged Lin Cheng's strength, Jelf no longer held back.

With a shift of his mind, a flash of red light swept through his dark eyes.

The next second, the power of death erupted explosively.

With Jelf at the center, an extremely terrifying fluctuation, mingled with the aura of death, spread outward.

Death Hunting—a curse etched into the depths of Jelf's soul.

Once touched, life would fade; it was the true source of Jelf's immortality.

Wherever the dark fluctuation passed, all was transformed into a dead zone.

Rumble—!

In the blink of an eye, it was less than a few meters from Lin Cheng's position.

"Is that so? Then I hope you won't regret it."

In response, Lin Cheng merely answered simply and domineeringly.

But though he spoke thus, Lin Cheng still placed his right hand on the scabbard of Long Jian.

And as Lin Cheng's hand came down, before he even drew the sword, a terrifying white sword pressure had already erupted continuously from Long Jian itself!

The immense force instantly shattered the ground beneath Lin Cheng's feet, sending ripples outward, and even space twisted slightly.

Long Jian Lei De

Beyond being extremely sturdy in itself, capable of containing Lin Cheng's power and unleashing his full strength, it also possessed an independent consciousness.

Only when facing a sufficiently powerful opponent was it permitted to be drawn.

Judging from the current situation, clearly Long Jian had already acknowledged the opponent before it—had acknowledged Jelf!

"It seems even you have already ignited your fighting spirit?"

Gripping the hilt, though there was no dialogue and it was also the first time using it, Lin Cheng had already perceived through his senses the intense battle intent emanating from Long Jian.

As if infected, as if ignited, Lin Cheng's will also directly blazed to life.

The moment his words fell, Lin Cheng's burden took a step and lunged forward!

"Clang—Shua!"

Accompanying the clear sword cry, a massive multitude of white sword lights, at this moment, fiercely surged toward Death Hunting; the wind pressure stirred up around them even formed a brief vacuum.

Boom—!

Amid the terrifying wind pressure, the two forces burst forth together.

Then, beneath Jelf's shocked gaze, Lin Cheng's white slash actually pierced straight through the dark fluctuation.

Tearing across the sky, it descended ferociously toward Jelf.

Seeing this, as if witnessing something terrifying, even though Lin Cheng's slash was already right before his eyes, Jelf still could not help but exclaim in admiration.

"He actually blocked it!"

Although he had long affirmed Lin Cheng's strength in his heart, when releasing Death Hunting, Jelf's heart still stirred somewhat.

After all, this was Ankselam's curse—the power of a god.

In the long four hundred years, only the Black Dragon King had withstood Ankselam's power.

Everyone else, without exception, had their life snatched away without even a flicker of reaction.

One could imagine how terrifying Ankselam's curse was.

But!

Until today, Jelf encountered for the second time a person who could withstand Ankselam's curse.