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Shocking World War Emperor

Chapter 908: A Mid-Grade Emperor Spirit Weapon?

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updatedAt: 2026-01-16

CHAPTER 908: CHAPTER 908: A MID-GRADE EMPEROR SPIRIT WEAPON?

This Dharma Image naturally also has different levels.

Just like the Emperor Spirit Technique, it is divided into three grades: upper, middle, and lower.

Actually, it’s just a change of name.

Gazing at the mysterious and gigantic Tiger Spirit Beast in the sky, Mr. Shen’s right hand was surrounded by the power of stars, and he unleashed a third punch.

"Damn it, can’t you show me some respect? I already used a lower-grade Dharma Image, and all you do is punch?"

Bai Guang’s face turned green, gritting his teeth in anger.

"Let me see you act all high and mighty!"

Bai Guang swung another claw at Mr. Shen.

With the aid of the Dharma Image, this strike’s power was absolutely incomparable to the last one.

"Boom!"

The two collided again.

The terrifying energy spilled all over, tearing the space apart.

"How is this possible?!"

What shocked Bai Guang immensely was that, even after deploying the lower-grade Dharma Image, he still couldn’t counter Mr. Shen’s punch!

"How can it be like this?"

Bai Wufeng was also bewildered.

If Mr. Shen defeated Bai Guang, he wouldn’t be surprised.

On the continent of Kyushu, humans are the rulers.

Some geniuses are simply not the level of spirit beasts they can contend with.

However, Mr. Shen was being unreasonable.

He actually used the methods spirit beasts prided themselves on to leave them helpless.

This is just face-slapping!

Could you at least pretend a bit?

For heaven’s sake, you’re on our turf! Wouldn’t you consider the consequences of our wrath?

"Young Master Shen, you’ve gone a bit too far."

Ling Chen hurriedly reminded.

Actually, seeing the faces of the four from the Mystic Frost Sky Fire clan, he knew he may have overdone it.

But he really couldn’t help it; he was itching to fight!

He finally encountered someone to spar with, and naturally wanted to showcase the power of his Star Divine Body.

His previous opponents were mostly humans.

And they were all dear senior sisters and juniors.

He just couldn’t bear to go all out!

Moreover, the Spirit Arts played by the senior sisters and juniors were primarily for show.

Those flowers and those leaves!

They left no room for his Star Divine Body to unleash its power.

"It’s not fair to bully someone like that!"

Bai Guang’s face turned red.

It was too humiliating.

To be pushed into this state by a human, a spirit beast like him!

He lost all the dignity of spirit beasts.

"Again!"

Bai Guang roared in anger.

He knew he had no hope of defeating Mr. Shen.

But at the very least, he had to push Mr. Shen to show something, right?

Using all his means, yet the opponent resolves everything with one punch. This strength-solving-all, originally belongs to us spirit beasts!

Isn’t this a direct slap to the face?

"Mystic Frost Descent!"

The light on Bai Guang’s body no longer flickered, and a layer of white frost covered his whole body.

The temperature of the surroundings plummeted instantly.

Then, within a radius of a hundred miles, frost began to descend.

Even with Spiritual Power shielding the body, one could feel the chill.

This soul-penetrating coldness slowed down reactions.

Even the circulation of Spiritual Power became somewhat sluggish.

This frost was not ordinary, but something called Mystic Frost.

This was a secret technique of the Mystic Frost Sky Fire Tiger clan.

The coverage of this Mystic Frost formed a small domain.

In this domain, the power of the Mystic Frost Sky Fire Tigers would increase, while their opponents’ strengths would decline to some extent.

"What a mystical domain!"

Mr. Shen exclaimed in surprise.

However, as the power of the stars flowed throughout his body, that feeling completely dissipated.

The star power he absorbed came from the cosmos.

Naturally, it contained the star fire.

Such flames are naturally much stronger than any Mystic Frost.

Ling Chen, operating his fused Spiritual Power, was likewise unaffected.

Essentially, this fused Spiritual Power was already the embryonic form of the power of sun and moon.

The Divine Body Spiritual Power couldn’t be restricted by mere Immortal Spiritual Beast techniques.

As for Xiao Qing, being a Divine Beast, wasn’t affected at all.

For Ling Wu, the impact was minimal.

After all, she bore the Ice and Fire Saint Body.

At least she had ’ice’ in her makeup.

Though this Mystic Frost was cold, it was still within her endurance.

"Sun Strike!"

Bai Guang shouted, with flames rising from his body.

The white tiger silhouette on his body immediately transformed into a blazing tiger.

Then, the blazing tiger charged towards Mr. Shen.

This time, Bai Guang learned to be smart and no longer put himself at risk, instead opting for long-range attacks against Mr. Shen.

"Fading light yellow, soft in nature, emotions sparse and fragrance only remain!"

Seeing the blazing tiger shooting towards him, Mr. Shen finally took out a lower-grade Emperor Spirit Weapon Longsword and exhibited a lower-grade Emperor Spirit Technique—Gui Hua Chant.

A yellow flower bloomed.

"Boom!"

The blazing tiger clashed with the yellow osmanthus flower.

An earth-shattering explosion rang out in the void.

As soon as they made contact, the winner was decided.

The bicolor osmanthus suppressed the blazing tiger, extraordinary and unmatched.

This strike from Mr. Shen used the power of the stars.

The mere power of the Star Divine Body’s stars was comparable to a fraction of the Heaven and Earth Power.

And, the cultivation levels of both were quite close.

So, how could Mr. Shen lose the battle?

Looking at that proud yellow flower, all Bai Guang could do was admit defeat.

Today, truly was a day of humiliation for him.

He thought he could match wits with a human prodigy, but who knew it would be such a crushed scenario?

Moreover, the other party used your best technique to crush you!

Bai Wufeng’s face was also stormy.

He hadn’t expected it to be such a disastrous defeat.

"Bai Wu!"

Bai Wufeng called out softly.

A graceful figure carried a fragrant breeze soaring into the skies.

Now, he could only rely on her to regain some face for the Mystic Frost Sky Fire clan.

This Ling Chen surely couldn’t be as sky-defying as Mr. Shen, right?

Besides, she still had some advantage in cultivation.

At this moment, Mr. Shen looked smugly at Xiao Qing.

A few days ago, Xiao Qing looked down on him, but now after seeing his real abilities, should be thoroughly impressed, right?

But, Xiao Qing merely pursed her lips and said, "It’s alright."

Mr. Shen had defeated Bai Guang so decisively.

If not for considering Bai Guang’s dignity, he wouldn’t need to even use Spirit Art to beat him.

Yet he got just an ’it’s alright’ evaluation?

Just how high are your standards?

Seeing Mr. Shen’s dissatisfaction, Xiao Qing smiled and said, "Just a glance is enough!"

"You’re something else!"

Mr. Shen could only concede.

Xiao Qing is a Divine Beast, clearly having a natural advantage against spirit beasts!

Once the bloodline pressure is exerted, a three-star Emperor Spirit Beast might not even muster the courage to act.

Listening to their exchange, Bai Wufeng couldn’t understand, as his attention was focused on Bai Wu.

This time, Bai Wu cannot lose!

"Young Master Ling, please enlighten me!"

Bai Wu shouted elegantly.

"Then I must apologize, Miss Bai!"

Ling Chen smiled slightly.

A Mystic Sword appeared directly in his hand.

As soon as the Mystic Sword appeared, Bai Wu’s eyes showed slight unease.

She felt an aura of sharpness.

She was also a three-star Emperor Spirit Beast.

Even as a woman, she was adept at Body Technique.

Her claws were also comparable to lower-grade Emperor Spirit Weapons.

"Middle-grade Emperor Spirit Weapon?"

However, at this moment, Bai Wufeng shouted untimely.

He was a five-star Emperor Spirit Beast.

His eyes were naturally extremely discerning.

His claws were comparable to middle-grade Emperor Spirit Weapons.

Now, sensing the aura of the Mystic Sword, he naturally recognized it immediately.

"What?!"

Bai Wu’s body trembled.

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