CHAPTER 1477: CHAPTER 1477: TWO BATTLEFIELDS! THIRD WATCH (HAPPY SINGLES’ DAY)

Two deadly attacks shot from the sea surface, with Shangdi at the center. The tail of the Orochi failed to swat away Satan and the Blood Ancestor. Shangdi quickly chanted a spell, and light began to radiate from his body.

Satan unleashed the Fist of Destruction, stirring up waves and locking onto Shangdi.

The Blood Ancestor spread his wings, conjured a red ball of light in his hands, and aimed it downwards.

The two attacks descended with the force of Lei Ting, bursting into dazzling colors in their eyes.

These two strikes hit home!

Shangdi’s figure did not flee; they could feel Shangdi’s aura, but after the strike, Shangdi’s aura should have diminished. However, after a while, it seemed as if there was no special change in Shangdi’s aura.

Shu-shu.

Two rays of sharp light shot over, and Satan and the Blood Ancestor both retreated, their bodies flashing as they dodged.

At the same time, they finally understood why Shangdi’s aura hadn’t weakened.

Because both of their attacks were completely blocked outside.

Satan and the Blood Ancestor fixed their gaze on the Shangdi before them. At this moment, outside of Shangdi’s body, an external embodiment glowing with light was formed, a huge figure identical to Shangdi, like a magnified version.

Shangdi stood atop the head of this embodiment, smiling at the two, facing two formidable opponents. Shangdi used his strongest means, the Incarnation of Faith Power.

Satan and the Blood Ancestor exchanged a glance, feeling slightly troubled. They had fought with Shangdi for a millennium and naturally knew the power of faith, but now they could not retreat. If they retreated, Shangdi himself, along with the Orochi, would be a disaster for whoever faced them alone.

No retreat, only a fight to the death.

The two attacked again, first aiming to break Shangdi’s faith incarnation.

...

In the sky, the Orochi was furious, and all eight heads simultaneously focused their gaze on Ye Qiu.

This human had severed its heads several times, and the eight heads all radiated killing intent, determined to destroy this insignificant human.

Whoosh...

Almost simultaneously, all eight heads spewed out a force; there was ice, fire, wind...

Ye Qiu had witnessed the Orochi spew various energies before, similar to Rule Power, just one of those nine. Ye Qiu, who had comprehended all Rule Powers, naturally had no fear of such a killing move.

"Nine-colored King Yan’s Wrath!"

Ye Qiu stored the Bahuang Sword into the Xumi Pocket and directly conjured nine Rule Powers to form King Yan’s Wrath. He grabbed with his five fingers, and King Yan’s Wrath split into eight parts.

He shouted, "Go!"

Swish, swish, swish...

Eight King Yan’s Wraiths of nine colors shot towards each snake head, directly blocking the spewed energies back, pressing straight towards the mouths of the eight heads.

Ye Qiu’s mouth lifted into a smile, and he lightly spoke, "Explode!"

Only a series of popping sounds were heard...

The eight heads exploded instantly, like watermelons bursting open, shattering with blood wildly spurting.

In the distance, Armand watched this scene, the immense body of the Orochi, the sight of its head exploding instantly, something he would never forget. This human, with his own power, had explosively defeated a mythical creature from Japan.

Beside him, the Fallen Angel wore an equally astonished expression, her beautiful eyes filled with undisguised shock.

The strength displayed by this young Easterner was perhaps even more terrifying than her own king!

In another part of the ocean, a submarine was moving underwater.

The outside of this submarine bore Japanese writing, clearly indicating it was a Japanese submarine.

"Report, we have reached the Chinese waters."

"Have we entered China’s territory? That damn guy actually brought our totem here." The man’s face was dark; his presence here was precisely because his country’s totem had been brought here by someone who broke their promise.

This person’s identity was equally unusual; otherwise, how could he appear inside a submarine, something not just anyone could use.

"Keep advancing; I need to know the location of our totem," the man said.

As a member of the royal family, he bore the heavy responsibility of reviving Japan. He had thought that cooperating with that person could add powerful strength to his country, but in the end, before he could gain control over the totem, it was taken away by that person.

Thinking of this made the man angered and he commanded, "Search with all your might, I must see him as soon as possible."

Soon, new information came that made the man’s expression brighten.

"Sir, we have found the person you’re looking for, however, it seems he is engaged in a battle."

"Oh? Let me see." The man said, stepping into the observation chamber, where he could clearly see things even ten miles away through the periscope.

As expected, he saw Shangdi, and he also saw his country’s totem, the Orochi!

Shangdi was fighting with Satan and the Blood Ancestor. These two, the man did not know, but seeing them struggling fiercely with Shangdi, he was naturally very pleased. As for Shangdi, he held great hatred, because Shangdi had deceived him.

A turn of view, when the man saw the Orochi, he suddenly realized there was someone fighting it.

"Magnify, magnify it ten times more, I want to see clearly," the man ordered, and soon others adjusted the view for him.

When he finally saw the face clearly, the man was stunned. He recognized it, a face he would never forget. It was the very man who, from the summit of Mount Fuji, fought his way down to the foothills, suppressing the entire Japanese martial arts world, not even regarding him, a member of the Japanese royal family.

"It’s actually you!"

Even if Ye Qiu turned to ashes, he would recognize and remember him.

"Fighting our country’s totem, do you really think you can suppress our totem as you once suppressed our martial arts world?" The man sneered as he observed Ye Qiu’s battle with the Orochi.

"Sir, we cannot approach any further, the sea ahead is turbulent, if we continue forward, we may be exposed."

"Let’s just stop here and watch this battle," the man smiled, hoping both Ye Qiu and Shangdi would perish in this part of the ocean.

After about five minutes of watching, a sudden series of explosions echoed, and the serpentine body shaking in the sky suddenly drooped and plummeted into the sea.

The eight heads exploded, leaving the man stunned right there.

The totem of his country had its heads exploded by an Eastern youth. The man was somewhat unwilling to accept this, for no matter what, the Orochi was the totem of his country; how could it be so easily defeated?

"Impossible, my country’s sacred beast cannot be this weak," the man shook his head repeatedly.

For the man’s shock, everyone around him was both surprised and terrified; not many in the entire country could cause such a dramatic change in his expression.

Plop, plop...

The eight bodies fell into the sea, and the Orochi vanished.

Standing in the sky, Ye Qiu did not relax; he had a hunch that this Japanese monster would not die so easily.

Suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he whispered, "It’s coming!"

Boom!

A splash erupted, and instantly, the eight heads reappeared from the water, like gushing pillars, shaking their bodies with fangs outstretched, lunging towards Ye Qiu.

"Not dead? Excellent, kill this guy for me!" Ten miles away, the royal man in the submarine’s eyes gleamed with excitement, and he became joyful again, causing those around him to finally breathe a sigh of relief.