"Compared to the leader of Dragon Tiger Mountain back then, who's stronger?" Chen Zhao asked.
"Should be about the same," Zhang Tianyi said. "But I definitely know more spells than him. Dragon Tiger Mountain's heritage hasn't been lost, and many top spells have appeared in the future."
"If that's the case, you can seal him again, right?" Chen Zhao asked.
"As I said, the thousand-year-old corpse's demonic body has already been formed. After being attacked by spells, he's immune to them. Sealing him is also a spell attack, so we can't seal him anymore."
"Can't the country do anything?" Chen Zhao asked.
"Yes, use nuclear bombs, but in our territory? That's the Qinling Mountains, not the border. "
"Is there no other way?" Chen Zhao frowned. "For example, a top expert from a special organization? None? "
"Yes, for example, I'm registered in a special organization, but it's useless. Our spells are useless against him."
"Didn't you say that many new spells appeared in the future? Those spells won't work? "
"What I call new is actually just an improvement on an old spell. The basic principle of the spell has not changed, unless it is a truly new spell, the kind that is created from nothing. But since ancient times, especially from a thousand years ago, the number of spells created from nothing can be counted on one hand, and there is not a single spell that can work in this battle," Zhang Tianyi said helplessly.
"A thousand years ago, he should've fought against an enhancer like me, right? Is he immune to physical attacks too? "
"In ancient times, people like you were called Hercules," Zhang Tianyi said. "That thousand-year-old corpse fought with Hercules, but he's not immune to physical attacks. To be immune to physical attacks, he has to kill Newton first."
Zhang Tianyi was joking, of course. His meaning was simple.
A demonic body could increase one's immunity, but the laws of physics were the foundation of the universe.
A demonic body could change one's immunity, but it couldn't change the laws of the universe.
Unless that thousand-year-old corpse was an immortal.
If he really became an immortal, then they shouldn't fight anymore.
In that case, they should stop fighting and just go back to their own homes and find their own mothers.
"I don't think three great cultivators from the ancient times couldn't even deal with an old monster with a cultivation base similar to yours, let alone an old monster who hasn't cultivated a fiend body. But after cultivating a fiend body, I can deal with him alone."
"First of all, that Thousand Year Ancient Corpse was already prepared. According to the records, when he was alive, he was most likely a cultivator with an exceedingly high cultivation. He knew many powerful Dao Laws, and because of this, he was able to defeat the three Senior Headmasters. Secondly, their techniques were most likely already broken, and this was the real reason why the three Senior Headmasters were defeated. Moreover, if one of the three was a Strong Warrior, then the outcome of the battle is still unknown. Since the ancient times, there have been many famous Strong Warriors, but there has never been a truly powerful one. It could even be said that you are the strongest Strong Warrior since the ancient times, so I invited you back from abroad for this battle."
At this moment, Zhang Tianyi's tone was quite sincere, because this was the first time he had used the word "please".
"You are the key to our battle."
"No matter what you say, I won't do it if you want me to die."
Just then, Zhang Tianyi took out a bank card and handed it to Chen Zhao.
"What? You want to bribe me with money? Stop joking. Even if you sell Dragon Tiger Mountain, you might not be richer than me. "
"This is the reward from the country. It was originally for me, but now it's for you." Zhang Tianyi looked at Chen Zhao seriously.
Chen Zhao's expression turned ugly. This old guy was using righteousness to pressure him.
"I'll say this first," Chen Zhao said. "If I find that I can't win, I'll run first."
Then, Chen Zhao forcefully took the card from Zhang Tianyi's fingers.
"Let's go. Follow me."
"Where to?"
"I've prepared a weapon for you."
"Weapon? You said you've prepared a weapon for me? "
Chen Zhao didn't mind weapons, but what kind of weapon could he use?
Even if he was given an aircraft carrier, Chen Zhao would think that it was too light.
Carry a mountain and throw it at him?
Most importantly, even metal wouldn't be able to hold it, let alone rock.
It wasn't that he couldn't lift it, but that he couldn't support his own weight.
"Do you know that there's a Strongman Monument in China?"
"I don't. Why?"
"Since ancient times, thousands of top Strongmen have integrated a trace of their spiritual will into the Strongman Monument. Originally, the Strongman Monument was placed in the capital, but it was borrowed by the government and sent to Mount Longhu."
"What's the use of that?"
"What's the use?"
"As long as you get the monument's recognition, you can borrow the power of the Strongman's Soul. The monument can also change its weight according to your will."
Chen Zhao's eyes brightened. Changing its weight according to my will?
That's good!
"Is it for me?"
"Don't even think about it. The monument is used to guard the dragon's vein. It's only temporarily lent to you."
"Fine, fine." Chen Zhao twitched his lips.
Zhang Tianyi brought Chen Zhao to a secret room.
There was only a table in the room with a plate covered by a red cloth.
Removing the red cloth revealed a stone mace.
"This is the Strongman Monument you were talking about? It doesn't look … "
"Shut up. It's a national treasure. Be more respectful."
"Fine." Chen Zhao shrugged. "What do you want me to do now? Kneel three times and kowtow nine times? "
"Hold it and pick it up."
Chen Zhao took a deep breath and grabbed the mace.
Instantly, countless divine consciousnesses rushed out of the mace.
They turned into phantoms and rushed into Chen Zhao's mind.
The phantoms seemed to be real.
Chen Zhao slowly closed his eyes.
But a second later, Chen Zhao's eyes flew open.
At the same time, he lifted the mace.
But then, he put it down again.
"What's wrong?"
"This thing is useless."
"Useless? How? "
"My power is already greater than all the strongmen combined," Chen Zhao said helplessly. "That's why it's only handy to me. Also, it's too fragile. I don't even dare to use my full strength. I can't afford to hurt it."
Zhang Tianyi frowned. Greater than the combined power of all the strongmen with their souls?
Just how strong was Chen Zhao?
Because he didn't have a specific number, Zhang Tianyi couldn't accurately judge Chen Zhao's power.
But hearing Chen Zhao's words, he was still shocked.
The combined power of thousands of strong people?!
The moment Chen Zhao let go …
The table with the plate collapsed and the mace fell to the ground.
Boom!
The secret room collapsed too.
Then, the ground shook violently.
Zhang Tianyi charged out of the secret room.
Then he saw a huge depression in the ground.
The center of the depression was the secret room.
Chen Zhao walked out of the ruins unhurriedly.
"You did it on purpose, right?"
"I just forgot to remove the weight of the mace." Chen Zhao shrugged as if he really forgot.
Zhang Tianyi didn't believe him.
After all, Chen Zhao was the person who understood weight the most in this world, and perhaps in all of history.
He couldn't forget how destructive a heavy object could be to the environment.
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