Shadow Hack
chapter-841

A golden light blossomed from the hands of Rahu Clan’s patriarch, and the projection of a giant which could support both heaven and earth appeared behind him. The projection extended its hands at the same rate as the patriarch and a powerful and firm presence filled the colosseum.

The devil beasts underneath sensed it and knelt on the ground one after another. When the descendants in the spectator stand took note of it, the image of a giant splitting heavens and earth covered their vision.

The attack arrived before the patriarch himself.

Li Yunmu looked at the flying patriarch of Rahu Clan and a similar image appeared in his eyes. Within it, he transformed into the heaven and earth which were about to be destroyed under the chop of the giant’s hand. The next instant, however, he snapped back to reality and looked at the patriarch of Rahu Clan closing in on him with his heart filled with vigilance.

Sure enough, there was a large disparity between different gods.

When the four great elders arrived, although only the elder from Rahu Clan had attacked, his attack only relied on brute force. Yet the patriarch of Rahu Clan had only used his two hands and unleashed such a mystical technique. Before his punch even hit, the seed of definite loss would already take roots in the heart of the enemy.

After he merged with the projection behind his body, the patriarch of Rahu Clan would have enough strength to even kill a god.

“Old bastard, you really can do it,” Li Yunmu mumbled. After understanding that he was the target of the mystical technique used by Rahu Clan’s patriarch, he was sure that the enemy wanted to kill him there.

Instantly, the Rahu Clan’s patriarch merged with the projection. In a moment, his entire body began to glitter with bright light, like he was a golden image of a god. His hands passed through space, covering the distance between him and Li Yunmu, and the image of transparent punches containing a hint of gold appeared in the sky.

Li Yunmu wasn’t the least bit flustered by those punches and revealed a charming smile. His body turned into a blur to evade them and stopped in the air to the left. He used his hands to form a sign in front of his chest, and the surrounding energy of the world quickly flew toward him as if it was being summoned.

Once the natural energy gathered, it was in the form of smoke, then it quickly congealed into a round shape and leapt into Li Yunmu’s hands. He threw the compacted world energy which had a spherical shape, and it instantly ruptured, turning into countless rays of small swords. They filled the entire sky and flew in all directions without obvious target.

“Go!”

With one command, the countless sword rays flew at the four patriarchs like charging soldiers.

When the Rahu Clan’s patriarch saw the speed at which Li Yunmu dodged, a hint of astonishment appeared in his eyes. Chen Xiu had become a god just recently and it was due god father using a large amount of power of belief to raise his cultivation. This type of advancement was simply too hasty. Although his cultivation advanced, his soul should not have been strong enough to wield it.

It should have been especially so for someone like Chen Xiu who had become a god all of a sudden. His soul strength should have remained at the level of his original cultivation. This means that although he possessed the strength of a god, the strength of his soul was equivalent to that of an initial stage sage flux expert.

The mystical technique which Rahu Clan’s patriarch had used first sowed the seed of certain loss in the heart of the enemy. Then, when his attack reached, the enemy would already be under the control of his trick.

If this mystical technique was used in front of the other three patriarchs whose strength was not far from him, it would naturally not be too effective. But when dealing with someone like Chen Xiu who had recently become a god, it should have been enough to get rid of him.

But the reality was that Li Yunmu was not influenced by the mystical technique and turned into a blur to easily evade it.

“God father has certainly bestowed him with a cultivation method,” the patriarch of Rahu Clan mumbled with a hint of killing intent in his eyes.

The people of Asura City attached a lot of importance to their bloodline, and their fighting skills and techniques were based on the ability of their bloodline. Because of this malpractice, although the strength of Asura City’s people was very formidable, there wasn’t much variation in their skills, which allowed their enemies to easily discover a flaw in their techniques.

Previously, Asura had discussed with the other six ancient gods this problem and had created divine techniques for his people by fusing the divine techniques of the other six gods. Afterwards, he bestowed them to the four great clans. Those divine techniques were considered as supreme treasures by the four great clans and unless one was a direct descendant, they could not inherit them.

The branch family descendants could only cultivate the cultivation methods of the clan. So if Chen Xiu was not bestowed a cultivation method by god father, how could he unleash a divine technique?

Rahu Clan’s patriarch looked at the sword rays charging at them and waved his enormous hands outwards, transforming them into giant palms to crush the sword rays. The moment the two collided, that sword rays ruptured.

At the center of Rahu Clan’s patriarch’s palms, minor wounds appeared. He looked at them healing slowly, and his mind wandered. The technique Chen Xiu unleashed with the cultivation of an initial stage god was capable of injuring four late stage gods, so how formidable was it?

In the sky, the other patriarchs looked at the sword rays in disdain and used their physical bodies to resist them. All three of them withstood them, but small wounds littered their bodies.

“You four great clans want to rebel! You actually dare to attack an ancestor! I will report this matter to god father!”

Li Yunmu looked at the four clan patriarchs who were incredibly astonished and a smile appeared on his face.

The patriarchs of the four great clans glanced at each other, and it was enough for them to agree on a plan. Previously, in the great hall of Morrow Clan, Jiao Xiu had called the other three clan patriarchs for a secret meeting to tell them about the information provided by the city lord. It was about how he had been concealing power of belief stolen over many years instead of using it to raise his cultivation to ancient god realm.

The ancestors of the four great clans had used their share of power of belief to raise their cultivation from peak god to ancient god, so when Asura descended from the divine palace, only the clan patriarchs of the four great clans and the city lord had come to greet him. The four ancestors pretended to be in seclusion and did not go out to meet him.

Why?

Because the four ancestors had already used the stolen power of belief to become ancient gods. The moment they appeared, god father would sense them.

If the four ancestors joined hands to attack god father, they could naturally do it, but god father had existed for a very long time. He had obtained an indescribable amount of power of belief and possessed an unknown level of strength.

Due to that, the four ancestors did not dare to be certain of their victory and continued hiding. They did not show up for anything at all.

In the meeting among the clan patriarchs, Jiao Xiu spoke about the apprehensions of the city lord. After all, a branch family descendant has been rewarded by god father. He was turned into a god and even became god father’s adopted son. And if that was not enough, he was even bestowed with a divine technique.

All those things clearly illustrated that god father had sensed something and wanted to support the creation of a new power in Asura City.

If Chen Xiu did not die, the stealing of power of belief by the four great clans would be exposed sooner or later.

At the instant the eyes of the four patriarchs met, they clearly understood what the other was thinking. Chen Xiu could not leave this colosseum alive.

Jiao Xiu sighed, somewhat hesitant in his heart over whether going against god father so openly was good or bad. But at that moment, he could not be bothered to think much. His body shuddered, and another him appeared behind him.

The matriarch of Deva Clan smiled at Li Yunmu. Her smile was filled with the sound of little bells and her impressive figure turning and posing. With the entire world as an arena, she left an afterimage with each step.

A gloomy smile appeared on the face of patriarch of Doro Clan. He extended his six arms to produce seals that would unleash his divine technique.