Chapter 250: The Immortal Tower 3
Dream Dao Attainment, Opening Scheme Against Cultivators
The Dream-Making Expert
“Lowly mortal!”
The golden-armored god-man roared.
His hundred-zhang body swayed violently as he clamped both hands over his mouth.
He was trying to dig out the Peerless Young Master, who had fused his body with his sword and burrowed inside him.
“Lowly, my ass.”
“Your whole family is lowly.”
“All that size for nothing.”
“Did your mother never teach you any manners!”
Inside the golden-armored god-man’s body, the Peerless Young Master, his body merged with his sword, clung like a bone-boring maggot.
In an instant, he had burrowed deep into the god-man’s five organs and six viscera.
“Such a foul mouth.”
“I’ll skewer your heart.”
“Pierce your lungs.”
“Chop up your intestines.”
“Ruin your kidneys.”
“Huh? Where are your kidneys?”
“You, a lowly deity of the Deity Lineage of the Divine Race.”
“And you’re kidney-deficient?!”
The Peerless Young Master, body merged with sword, advanced like fire, weaving and slashing through the golden-armored god-man’s body.
Like Sun Wukong burrowing into Princess Iron Fan’s belly.
I do whatever the hell I want!
“Lowly mortal.”
“You dare desecrate a god!”
“I curse you, I curse you!”
The golden-armored god-man roared. His hundred-zhang body toppled to his knees like a crashing golden pillar. Pain and rage, he pounded the ground with both hands, impotent fury.
The Peerless Young Master ignored the god-man’s roars and curses.
Like a little whirlwind, he hacked at intestines and sliced at heart and liver inside the golden-armored god-man’s body.
After wreaking havoc, he found that although the golden-armored god-man looked to be in agony, in reality he was still full of vitality.
Clearly, he had not suffered any true heavy injury.
This made the Peerless Young Master frown.
This won’t do.
As expected of a lowly deity of the Deity Lineage of the Divine Race, huh?
Damage like this is just scraping the surface.
Not losing any health at all.
You’re forcing me to use my ultimate move!
The Peerless Young Master detected the golden-armored god-man’s thick skin and flesh.
Even the weak five organs and six viscera inside his body.
Yet in reality, they no longer counted as vital points.
It seemed to still be a body of flesh and blood, but in reality it had long since completely transformed into a body of energy.
No matter how he swung his sword and slashed wildly, it simply did not cause any actual damage.
Realizing this, the Peerless Young Master hesitated slightly.
In the next instant, he struck decisively.
A dragon’s roar.
Ninefold True Fire erupted violently.
In that instant, the golden-armored god-man was engulfed in raging flames.
“Lowly mortal!”
“You must not harm a god!”
The golden-armored god-man roared in shock and fury, his whole body aflame, no longer able to care about anything else.
His hands came down with the weight of Mount Tai, madly slapping his entire body.
One palm after another.
Each palm carried the might of Mount Tai pressing down.
As if
wishing he could smash his own bones apart and dig open his own chest.