Chapter 301: The Death Squad
Kukuku.
The flow of the Zhan Wang Ji was like the mighty Yangtze River.
Not as continuous as a shaman, nor as majestic as Shaolin, but swift and explosive.
And.
Kwoong!
When that Zhen Wang Qi exploded, a storm of immense power swept through.
Psss.
The surrounding pebbles, swept up by the storm, shattered like sand.
He slowly gathered energy in his hand. As the amount gathered increased, a powerful aura naturally radiated outward.
Even ordinary martial artists would have perished merely from proximity.
And so began the process of compression.
Kukukuku.
The immense force trying to burst out into the world, and me, trying to grasp it in one hand.
After a brief moment, the power was compressed to the size of a baseball.
This wasn’t the end.
“Hmph!”
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I imagined a sharpness that could cleave the moon itself, pouring my career into my left hand to forge a crescent moon the size of a small rain drop.
He unfolded the Middle Moon while controlling two energies poised to explode at any moment.
He declared the domain of the former king over the area within a 10-meter radius around him.
And then.
The compressed Pawol and Seomwol began to freely fly within the domain of the Central Moon.
All according to my will.
“This… this actually worked?”
I moved my feet and approached the cliff.
In my mind, I sliced the cliff horizontally.
Flash!
The crescent moon carved a massive gash into the cliff.
Imagine the split cliff exploding.
