The Human Emperor
chapter-1893

Chapter 1893: The Moon God’s Forbidden Ring!

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

Khatabah had had countless chances to break out of the encirclements, been capable at any point of killing his foes with a single blow of overwhelming power. But each time, Wang Chong would use the King Ape to attack in a crude yet effective manner, and these attacks would always come at just the perfect moment, in concert with the attacks of the others, forcing Khatabah back into the encirclement.

“Damn beast!”

At this moment, a black crescent moon ring on Khatabah’s thumb suddenly flashed. From the inward side of the ring, a small silver needle extended and stabbed into Khatabah’s finger, absorbing a drop of essence blood into the ring.

The Moon God’s Forbidden Ring!

This was a divine ring from the era in which the Arabian Empire worshiped the moon god. The legends said that it was manifested from the ancient moon god’s divine power and possessed unbelievable might. But with the passage of time, the Arabian Empire ceased to believe in the moon god, and the omnipotent and omniscient moon god religion had become heresy.

Khatabah was the greatest legend of the Arabian Empire, and in his early days, he had been the most pious missionary of the True God. Unless it were absolutely necessary, he naturally would not recklessly use an object belonging to a ‘false god’.

After activating the power of the Moon God’s Forbidden Ring, Khatabah flushed red, and behind his body, there was a brief flash of a black crescent moon. And then, his aura suddenly changed.

Boom!

As everyone stared, Khatabah suddenly turned around and thrust out a palm, immediately stopping the King Ape’s thunderous strike.

Khatabah’s arm grabbed and twisted, and there was a sharp crack. The King Ape howled in pain, for Khatabah had used some bizarre method to break the King Ape’s arm.

“!!!”

Everyone paled at this sight.

“Let me see how long you can keep this up!”

Khatabah’s face chilled as he waved his hand. A dark red and viscous energy exploded out of his body and slammed into the King Ape, blasting it into the ground.

This time, the King Ape’s eyes dimmed. It had clearly been badly injured.

Bang!

There was a cold flash of light, and then a beam of brilliant Sword Qi cut through the air toward Khatabah. But Khatabah’s white robe merely rustled, upon which a vast wave of energy swept out and staved off Li Junxian’s attack.

Bang! His robe rustled again, and one thousand feet away, Li Junxian groaned, his Sword Qi obliterated as he was blown back.

“Heaven Opener!”

As Khatabah was throwing back Li Junxian, the sky darkened, and then a massive fist covered in shadows hurtled toward Khatabah. This fist exuded an upright and imperial aura, infused with the energy of the universe.

But Khatabah merely raised his head and punched back. A massive black fist, also infused with Subtle realm energy, hurtled toward Wang Zhongsi.

“Your cultivation’s not bad! But you’re still a little lacking!”

As he said this, the two fists collided in the air. Khatabah was correct. While Wang Zhongsi had also stepped into the Subtle realm, he was lacking in experience.

While Khatabah appeared fifty or sixty years old, he was already more than one hundred. After countless bloody trials and tribulations, he had stepped into the Subtle realm much earlier than Wang Zhongsi. The ‘young’ War God of the Central Plains could not make up for this gap.

“Not good!”

Wang Zhongsi paled. He was already injured, and when he exchanged blows with Khatabah, he clearly sensed that Khatabah’s power had soared to even greater heights, his Stellar Energy even more abundant and dense. Moreover, it was now infused with repulsive and piercing traits.

This unique power pierced straight through Wang Zhongsi’s Stellar Energy and directly impacted against his body.

Fwoosh!

Wang Zhongsi’s body trembled, his face turned white, and he vomited blood as he was blown back like a ragdoll.

“Lord Junior Guardian!”

Zhangchou Jianqiong, An Sishun, and Gao Xianzhi immediately rushed forward without regard for their safety.

“White Tiger’s Universal Howl!”

“Eight Ultimates Become One!”

“War God’s Descent!”

All three each used their strongest techniques, majestic waves of Stellar Energy sweeping over the world. A massive white tiger nearly one thousand feet long, a massive sword that pierced to the heavens, and a savage-faced, eight-armed Turkic war god attacked Khatabah from the southeast, southwest, and north respectively.

At this moment, all three of them were moving like bolts of lightning.

As three Protector-Generals of the Great Tang, the three of them had built up an incredible level of cohesion through their previous battles, and their joint attack possessed a frightening power.

But the three of them had still underestimated the power of the Moon God’s Forbidden Ring.

Rumble! A black wave of energy swept out from Khatabah.

With one strike, it shattered Zhangchou Jianqiong’s white tiger, obliterated Gao Xianzhi’s heaven-piercing sword, and blasted to pieces An Sishun’s eight-armed war god.

Although all three of them were peak Great Generals, some of the strongest in the world, they had yet to step into the Subtle realm. Meanwhile, Khatabah had been a legend for more than sixty years. There was still a significant gap between them.

“Aaaah!”

The three of them were blasted away by Khatabah.

“A clown’s tricks!”

Khatabah’s face was cold, and he opened his hand, preparing to pursue Zhangchou Jianqiong, An Sishun, and Gao Xianzhi.

But then he glanced into the distance and saw that the Ifrit was being pushed back again and again by the combined attacks of Wang Chong and the Nightmare Beast, and then he heard the King Ape roar from behind him. Khatabah slightly frowned, and then he shot away, changing his mind and leaving the encirclement to rush to the Ifrit’s aid.

“I’ll kill you once I kill that brat!” Khatabah icily said before rushing off toward the Ifrit.

It was important to kill Zhangchou Jianqiong and the other Great Generals, but for Khatabah, it was even more important that he kill Wang Chong. Once the Ifrit died, the conquest of the east would be thrown into question. Khatabah could not permit this.

“Master, be careful!”

As Khatabah began to move, the Nightmare Beast sensed it and shouted in warning.

“That man is coming! His body has ripples of divine power, extremely similar to those from that bronze tree!”

The Nightmare Beast had absorbed the Psychic Energy of hundreds of thousands of people, so its senses were many times sharper than Wang Chong’s.

“What?!”

Wang Chong was alarmed to hear this. How could Khatabah’s body be radiating divine power? And what was the bronze tree?

The Moon God Tree?

Wang Chong suddenly understood.

In an ancient era, the region the Arabian Empire existed in was known for venerating a moon god, the same moon god represented by the Moon God Tree.

There was no doubt that Khatabah was using another one of the Moon God’s treasures.

“There’s no time! Nightmare Beast, try and stop Khatabah! Don’t let him get close! And we have to kill the Ifrit as quickly as possible!”

Wang Chong’s face turned solemn, immense pressure weighing down on his shoulders.

From his performance just now, it was likely that Khatabah had been in the Subtle realm for a long time and had an even greater understanding of its powers than Wang Chong. In terms of strength, he was probably much stronger! In a direct clash, Wang Chong was not confident of his chances! And if he worked together with the Ifrit, Wang Chong’s defeat was inevitable!

“It’s no good! This Ifrit has lived for far longer than me, and though I’ve absorbed a lot of Psychic Energy, I don’t have enough time to stabilize it! Injuring it is easy, but killing it is an entirely different matter.”

Wang Chong and the Nightmare Beast were communicating using Psychic Energy. The Nightmare Beast also felt extremely pressured by Khatabah’s approach.

“There’s only one way to kill it right now!”

“What is it?!” Wang Chong hastily asked.

He had asked out of blind hope, not really expecting the Nightmare Beast to have a way.

“The Sword of Xuanyuan Master has was originally used by Little Grass. It’s extremely powerful, and as long as we pour our power into the sword, we can deal irreversible damage to the Ifrit. But…”

Wang Chong frowned as he hurriedly asked, “But what?”

“But this will require consuming Master’s heart blood, and it will also deal heavy damage to Master’s mind and soul,” the Nightmare Beast hesitantly said. It had naturally known about this method of using the Xuanyuan Sword from the very start, but the severe consequences of using it in this manner had left the Nightmare Beast wary.

While Wang Chong was powerful, he was still far weaker than a legendary ancestor of humanity.

“So this was the case!”

Wang Chong had thought that it was something else, and he immediately relaxed upon hearing this.

This battle was linked to the fates of the Great Tang and Arabia, to the fates of the countless people living on the Central Plains. Such a price was insignificant compared to victory in this battle.

“Don’t worry about it! We’ll do as you propose!

“Khatabah is coming! Stop him!” Wang Chong suddenly said.

Boom!

The Nightmare Beast and Wang Chong immediately began to work together. When Khatabah was still one thousand feet away, a massive bolt of Psychic Energy, shaped into a sharp awl, slammed into Khatabah’s mind.