A strange silence fell over the battlefield. Everyone's gazes were focused on the demonic god-like figure, their faces filled with astonishment.
An Eighth Order powerhouse.
A Seventh Order powerhouse was more than enough to turn the situation around, let alone an Eighth Order powerhouse. Gongsun Jing's face was filled with astonishment. He had miscalculated this time. The other party actually had an Eighth Order powerhouse.
"That … actually has the strength of an Eighth Order powerhouse. Feng brat is in danger." Long Yueguan's face was filled with anxiety. What did an Eighth Order powerhouse mean? It was an undefeatable existence.
Leng Yuesen and the afterimage exchanged a glance, seeing the worry in each other's eyes. Facing an Eighth Order powerhouse, even they did not have the confidence to guarantee victory.
"Is that because you're the Void Martial God Lord?" The masked man's hoarse voice rang out across the battlefield, causing the expressions of the Human Race's experts to dim. Indeed, the invincible Divine Lord of the past no longer existed in this world. This was also one of the reasons why the Human Race had declined.
"Even if you have the Void Martial Body, in front of absolute strength, you're nothing more than a clown." The masked man's body was shrouded in azure light. Using the power of divine runes, he could absolutely suppress Feng Hao.
Leng Yuesen and the afterimage's expressions changed. The masked man was trying to strike at Feng Hao's confidence. From the looks of it, he wanted to make a flaw appear in Feng Hao's heart so that he could defeat him in one move.
The two had worried looks on their faces and were prepared to act at any time. If Feng Hao was defeated in front of the Human Race's army, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Haha, you've said so much just to conceal the bad state of your body."
After a long while, Feng Hao slowly raised his head and gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. The battle intent in his eyes was like a blazing flame, unextinguished.
"The fact that you can display such power in the Hundred Clan Pagoda has indeed surprised me. But I'm sure that you must have paid a heavy price for it."
Feng Hao took a step forward as his battle intent soared into the sky, seemingly causing the entire world to tremble. The path of battle intent was fearless. So what if the opponent was an Eighth Order powerhouse?
"Nonsense, you're just struggling before you die."
A hint of gloom flashed across the masked man's eyes, as if Feng Hao had pointed out his weakness. It was indeed as Feng Hao had said. His cultivation was only at the peak of the Seventh Order in the Hundred Clan Tower, and he had only used the Destiny Rune of the Shaman Spirit Body to reach the Eighth Order. However, there was a price to pay for this. He could only maintain this state for a short while before entering a weakened state. At that time, let alone Feng Hao, any human expert would be able to kill him.
"Really?" Feng Hao took a step forward. The golden energy once again covered his entire body as he charged towards the masked man.
"Impudent, I'll send you on your way."
The masked man's face turned gloomy. The green magic symbols on his body started to circulate again. Finally, they condensed into a sickle in his hand. Then, he started to fight with Feng Hao.
Even in his current state, he could only use the Divine Rune Demonic Seal twice. He was not confident that he could use it to kill Feng Hao.
"Crap, if this continues, the power of the lord's Divine Rune will fade. At that time, he'll definitely suffer a backlash."
The person in charge of the Shaman Spirit Clan had an anxious expression on his face. He was naturally clear about the consequences of the power that the masked man had used. Once the power of the Divine Runes dissipated, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Beside him, Fat Fox seemed to understand the severity of the situation. His eyes narrowed into a line as he watched the two of them clash against each other. He said calmly, "Sir, I feel that the power of my race's Master God body seems to be dissipating."
Hearing that, the person in charge of the Shaman Spirit Clan's expression changed. He hurriedly closed his eyes and carefully sensed. Soon, he discovered that the masked man's aura was indeed weakening. Although almost no one could sense it, experts of the same clan could still see it if they looked carefully.
"Pass down the order. Get ready to take action. We must not let anything happen to the Lord God." The person in charge of the Shaman Spirit Clan immediately gave the order. He was very clear about the significance of the Lord God's body to the Shaman Spirit Clan. If something really happened here, the consequences would definitely not be something he could bear.
It would naturally be best if he could kill Feng Hao with the power of the Divine Rune. However, if he could not do that, he had to protect the Lord God's body even if he had to sacrifice all of his clansmen in the Tenth City.
A golden figure and a green figure crossed each other in the air. Every time the two of them exchanged blows, the terrifying waves that erupted caused the hearts of the two clans in the distance to tremble. This was not a level that they could come into contact with.
"Hehe, your power is weakening. It seems that the method you used to increase your cultivation is a little too much for you." Feng Hao's face became even paler, but the battle intent in his eyes was still the same as before.
The masked man's face became extremely gloomy. Just like what Feng Hao had said, the power of the Divine Rune in his body had begun to weaken. He was afraid that he would not be able to hold on for much longer.
Thinking of the backlash that he would have to bear after the dissipation of his cultivation, the coldness in the masked man's eyes became even more intense. After a moment, he seemed to have made a decision in his heart, and the green light on his body began to boil.
Seeing this scene, Feng Hao's face gradually became solemn. He knew that the masked man was planning to make the final attack. After this attack, he would either be defeated or suffer the backlash of the power of the Divine Rune.
Whether the two of them would live or die, the outcome would be decided after this attack.
There seemed to be two balls of flames dancing in Feng Hao's eyes. Once again, a golden longsword condensed in his hand, and his aura reached a peak.
Both of their auras were rising, and the experts of the two clans quietened down. On the side of the Human Race, Gongsun Jing narrowed his eyes slightly. After a moment, he said, "You guys prepare to take action later. I'm afraid that the outcome will depend on this."
The people of Dragon Moon Pass and the others nodded their heads. Even Little Qing Meng widened her eyes and looked at the figure of her father in the sky, not saying a word.
"Inform Leng Yusen and Remnant Shadow to be ready at any time. After the battle with Feng Hao, tell them to directly kill the Divine Master of the Shaman Spirit Clan. We must not let him escape."
"Later, send one of you to support Feng Hao. I'm afraid that after this battle, Feng Hao will fall into a state of serious injury."
Orders were passed down from Gongsun Jing's mouth. The outcome of this siege would depend on the outcome of the battle between the two of them.
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