Stronger from Earth

Chapter 394 - 388: Not to Be Underestimated

Clang!

With a loud bang, the Heaven-Shaking Rod fiercely struck Hu, almost breaking his Immortal Gold Body.

Wang Xuan, bolstered by his clone, experienced a two to threefold increase in combat power, clashing head-on with this True-Tier Evolver.

The muscular flesh body carried the power to move mountains and overturn seas. Standing a hundred meters tall, he was filled with magical power, his physique at its peak, his power inexhaustible.

"Take this rod of mine!"

A meteor with a diameter of several dozen kilometers was shattered by his stomp, and the immense impact brought terrifying speed, rushing before Hu in an instant.

Boom!

The several hundred meter long Heaven-Shaking Rod collided with Hu’s crossed arms, sounding like a great bell, the energy waves from the impact akin to a nuclear explosion.

At Wang Xuan’s level, a punch or kick equated to the explosive power of a large hydrogen bomb. A single punch could level a hundred kilometers.

Upon collision, both retreated swiftly, with Wang Xuan’s tiger mouth numbed by the recoil and Hu experiencing a piercing pain as his muscles caved in.

"Nice tricks." Although Hu seemed indifferent, he was greatly impressed, realizing that upon merging, their combat power increased, with the previous clash evenly matched.

Saying this, he rushed out again, grappling with Wang Xuan, wielding his divine techniques in close combat, unparalleled by this junior alien race!

"Once you’ve exhausted yourself, I’ll capture you. Such a prodigy has treasures that would tempt even the King of Evolution!" Hu mused inwardly.

Within the Cultivation Realm, prodigies can battle across realms, but the gap in realms remains. Prodigies can have a powerful burst, but their total magical power and vitality are definitely not as deep as higher realm cultivators.

After a short burst, exhausted prodigies’ combat power sharply declines, making it hard to erupt with fearsome strength again.

The two battled in space, watched by many, seeing Wang Xuan of Celestial Immortal level having a faint advantage in the fight.

The combatants often struck each other, but Wang Xuan was never hurt, as Clone Emperor Xuan’s flesh body was formed of Divine Gold, yet to be restored, but it was nothing a True Immortal could move.

Clad in indomitable armor, Wang Xuan seemed like a madman, unconcerned by Hu’s attacks, constantly pounding his rod on Hu’s head.

Hu’s strikes on Wang Xuan were unnoticed, but a single hit from Wang Xuan on Hu left marks.

Such suppression was truly breathtaking.

A Celestial Immortal suppressing a True-Tier Evolver, ignoring the realm gap, even if Hu was only in the True Tier First Realm’s middle period.

But as time passed, everyone favored Hu, believing that after such a fierce burst, Wang Xuan would exhaust himself, unable to sustain it.

"Kill!"

Wang Xuan swung dozens of rods in succession, an adjacent meteor shattered into countless fragments as Hu dodged, landing dozens of punches on Wang Xuan.

Amidst the roar, both flew apart once more.

Armored Wang Xuan remained unscathed, his physique only slightly inferior to Hu, able to ignore the recoil force.

With his clone’s power added, his defense and strength surpassed Hu, now suppressing him.

Looking around, Wang Xuan was unscathed, but the Immortal Golden Body Hu, after hours of fierce battle, was full of pits, like an iron statue hammered by workers.

Notably, Hu’s head, originally a long donkey face, was struck into a character-like shape, eyes squinted tightly.

Hu remained unconcerned, sneering, "After such a long burst, your magical power must be nearly depleted. Let’s see how you continue to fight!"

Unbeknownst to him, Wang Xuan, following the Path of Creation, feared no depletion. Spirit Liquid from Star Hall flowed out, as he casually swallowed hundreds of portions, quickly digesting the liquid.

Within a few breaths, his Creation Magical Power was replenished, the slightly depleted magical power returning to its peak.

"Come, let’s fight another thirty thousand rounds!"

Taoist Talismans flew out, landing on Wang Xuan, and within a dozen breaths, his physique enhanced again, power increasing by fifty percent in a short time! Speed doubling!

"Fight!" Wang Xuan shouted, fervently swinging the Heaven-Shaking Rod, even Jade Platform Peak would be shattered under such a blow.

The clatter followed the energy waves, through the medium of energy particles, allowing cultivators to "hear" sound in the vacuum.

With further combat power surge, Wang Xuan swung the rod directly stunning Hu, caught off guard, dizzy and dazed, a rod-shaped groove forming on his head.

Meanwhile, Sword Dao Illusions emerged relentlessly, linked like a river.

Countless sword shadows fell upon Hu’s brows, erupting with terrible power, sword after sword, seemingly endless.

One sword fell, scratching the black-gold skin; ten swords fell, a visible scratch; hundred, thousand, ten thousand swords fell, directly piercing Hu’s skull!

Primordial Spirit Sword Embryo’s power manifested unexpectedly, showcasing an invincible stance.

In a thought, ten thousand swords came simultaneously, seeming like thousands of Jade Platform Peaks striking Hu’s brow with the same technique at the same spot.

Hu’s pierced brow, along with his Primordial Spirit, was damaged, causing intense headache, losing external sense.

"Still not dead?!" Wang Xuan frowned, realizing True-Tier Cultivators were indeed strong, with survival abilities far exceeding Celestial Immortals!

A Thirteen-Layered Black Tower emerged in his hand, thrown and expanded to cover Hu, directly trapping him within.

If Hu were in good condition, Wang Xuan couldn’t possibly trap him, but Hu’s dazed state left him vulnerable. Such an opportunity couldn’t be missed.

This scene unfolded swiftly, as several True-Tier Evolvers sensed trouble and rushed to aid, yet Wang Xuan vanished, taken by the Void Python.

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"Hahaha! Truly hilarious, a True-Tier Evolver captured by a Peak of Divine Infant Celestial Immortal, it’s absolutely a grand joke."

Hong Xuanji, in a breath, drew source particles like a tsunami, refining and condensing a small amount of immortal material, enhancing his strength.

Watching Wang Xuan and Hu’s battle, he was indeed surprised, as was the result.

"An impressive young man."

From afar, the Truth Saint King smirked coldly, Wang Xuan already on his must-kill list, the more talented the alien race, the more they deserved death!

Many civilizations feared Earth Cultivators’ rapid growth; Martial Immortal barely five centuries old, yet his disciples entered immortality.

Their growth speed, too fast indeed.