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Chapter 142: Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Eight: Return

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The crimson Shadow of Asura directly withstood the onslaught, the pure white giant blade light came from the south sky, and then there was the ferocious flying head giant barbarian, three powerful warriors from the Fierce Realm fully opened their fire and launched an attack on the golden giant.

Under the golden fist shadows, Feng Wentong shed bloody tears amidst smiles. In his lifetime, he had seen glory and humiliation, wisdom and foolishness.

But in the final moments of life, he had two good brothers fighting alongside him. His life was not lived in vain.

His spiritual power had run dry, even his vital blood was devoured by the Shadow of Asura, but he knew that he couldn’t die now, because he had to block the golden giant’s frontal attack for his brothers.

“By my flesh and spirit…” Feng Wentong’s eyes flashed with determination. Since his brothers were to battle, he would burn everything to open a window of victory for them!

“Sacrifice to the Asura’s battle spirit, slay the enemy who dares to offend!”

The robust body of the Fierce Realm warrior ignited the Asura’s flame, Feng Wentong offered his physical body and spirit as nourishment, to worship the Asura’s battle spirit, hence acquiring the last dazzling moment in his life!

His limbs, body, and head were all consumed in the flame. Everything was lost, only my battle spirit remains immortal.

“Big brother!” Amidst two cries of sorrow, Feng Wentong dissipated in mid-air, dead, his soul extinguished.

The Shadow of Asura became more distinct under the nourishment of flesh and spirit, just like a true Asura warrior appeared, shattering the golden giant’s fist with one strike.

With his death, Wu Zhuo and Lu Zhenghe erupted with surprising combat power in their grief and indignation.

blade, is for Brother Jinhuan!” Lu Zhenghe’s eyes were filled with sadness as he struck the golden giant’s head with one slash, cleaving the skull, which greatly resembled Tang Sen,

giant barbarian violently collided into the golden giant’s chest, the black

chest was torn apart by the intense spiritual

six arms, it began pounding fiercely into the massive hole in the giant’s chest. In a short moment, the top half of the golden giant

time, they smashed the golden giant, which was

We have avenged you.” Wu Zhuo looked at the arrogant golden giant being eradicated, and finally couldn’t control his emotions any longer. He

trance of the Shadow of Asura, recalling the

golden giant, now with only two legs remaining, leaped high into the air. Its

a large mountain swinging over. Having lost his spiritual armor, he hastily ran his body-protecting technique, holding his long knife in front

“Boom!”

noise erupted at the place of the knife’s resistance, and Lu Zhenghe became dazed, “What kind of

broke, the palm of his left hand that was bracing the knife shattered, and the golden mountain smashed onto his

bleeding from all orifices just from

to crack open, he couldn’t believe that the golden giant, left with

golden giant’s body was regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye. Those scattered golden rocks were,

time, the golden giant regained its original state, brandishing its

head. If this punch were to land,

wasn’t strong, the terrifying force behind it could easily penetrate the spiritual armor, vibrating a martial artist’s internal organs. Even the body of a Fierce Realm expert has

the Shadow of Asura appeared in time to block the golden giant’s murderous punch. Just when the giant’s upper body rose in the air, it was shaken off

eliminated, the fight continues – such

held various Blood Fiend weapons, attacking the golden giant. Each strike could create a large hole in the golden giant, however, he rejuvenated in the blink of an eye, as if these

giant, it would merely be knocked away, never eliminated. Still, it was not the real Asura but merely undying combat intent manifested through the Fierce Realm martial

the golden giant flashed again with Divine Light, struck the weakening

Wu Zhuo stood in the air, numbly watching the Shadow of Asura being scattered by punch after

Its face resembling Tang Sen’s bore no expression as it swung a punch towards Wu Zhuo