CHAPTER 466: CHAPTER 259: THE TRADE OF THE AWAKENING METHOD

A low voice echoed in mid-air as the Black Blade High Priest’s Snake Scale Claw paused for a moment.

Suddenly sensing something amiss, he pulled back and tried to retreat in mid-air.

However, in the next second.

Buzz!!

A solid white-gray suddenly appeared, a massive palm printed like capturing the moon, grabbing him in its grasp.

Boom!!

A loud noise echoed, golden light erupted, turning into a strong impact converging in the palm.

Chen Feng turned to look at the hand of the Holy Shield Giant tightly gripping, the Black Blade High Priest’s snake eyes flickered with a mix of painful anger and ruthless determination.

Bang!!

The body shattered, yet no blood emerged.

Everyone was momentarily stunned, Chen Feng slightly frowned and looked down.

On the battlefield, near a catapult, there seemed to be an ordinary Black-Scaled Snake Man holding a dagger.

The body stiffened, visibly the shadow behind it writhed eerily, rising off the ground, enveloping him like flowing water.

Amidst the twisting transformation, the Black Blade High Priest in the black robe reappeared, replacing the other.

Such bizarre techniques were alarming, reminding Chen Feng of the One-eyed Magma Giant in Qinggang City’s dream realm.

"Creatures of the Sixth Order... indeed have some unique methods."

Even when the Holy Shield Giant repeatedly pierced his body, he could forcibly recover from injuries, holding on until his companions came to assist.

And this Black Blade High Priest was similar.

"Despicable outsider."

"You’re good!"

His voice was deep and sinister, and the Black Blade High Priest’s expression was as dark as water.

He wanted to take action again, but in the next second.

Behind the black fortress, within the holy city thousands of meters away, a startling aura erupted.

It seemed a massive golden sword shadow hovered in the air, emanating a strong oppressive force.

Several strong black shadows rushed into the sky, as if trying to escape.

In the next instant, the huge golden sword shadow swept across mid-air, disappearing in a flash.

All the black shadows were obliterated, leaving the azure sky clear.

Until the end.

Screech!!

A loud eagle’s cry pierced the sky, and a large Flying Eagle streaked across the sky, appearing from above the holy city, leading the way.

A golden-armored figure wearing half a mask stood with a sword, his aura continuously overflowing, and pressure emanated directly to this place.

In an instant, he met the gaze of the Rong Yan High Priest.

"Go!"

The Black Blade High Priest’s eyes were cold, noting down Chen Feng, then intending to shadow jump and disappear from the original place.

The Snake-man Tribe intended to retreat, but Chen Feng didn’t want to miss this opportunity.

"Continue!"

A low order landed, and he jumped down, stepping on the ground.

In contrast, the Holy Shield Giant suddenly shook its wings and charged toward the retreating battlefield.

Bam!!!

The gigantic catapult was violently shattered, even a siege carriage seemingly made of some sturdy rock was also shattered into pieces, exploding into debris.

Surrounding snake-men wailed, and the Black Blade High Priest was utterly enraged.

"Courting death!!"

The black light on his body merged with the shadow on the ground, transforming into a pitch-black giant identical to the Holy Shield Giant.

Boom!!

The sound of fists colliding was like cannon fire, and the surrounding snake-men were all enveloped by the surging black light.

Looking at the pitch-black shadow giant, it seemed to possess several parts of the Holy Shield Giant’s power; from afar, Chen Feng’s focus sharpened.

At this very moment, the Flying Eagle in mid-air rushed over, and the golden-armored figure atop wielded the sword with cold eyes.

Swoosh!!

A golden sword light shone across the world, blinding everyone, including Chen Feng, who squinted slightly.

As if the world fell silent, everything was soundless.

Finally, with a rumbling sound.

The pitch-black giant exploded, with black light and shadow being slashed away by the golden light, leaving nothing behind.

"It’s the Holy Sword!"

The snake eyes showed gloom and discoloration, and the Black Blade High Priest even had blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, injured.

He dared not linger, sharing a glance with the distant Rong Yan High Priest.

In an instant, it seemed a decision was made.

They both waved to unleash a serpent-shaped black token, simultaneously instructing their tribes to retreat.

"This is..."

"The Snake God Token!"

Someone recognized it beneath the black fortress, and the Earth Rock Army Commander also looked grim.

Chen Feng could perceive some extremely evil and powerful aura seemingly reviving, yet, the golden-armored man standing on the Flying Eagle, wearing a half-mask, remained cold and unmoved.

"Slash!"

Swoosh!!

The golden sword light was exceptionally brilliant, and the two Sixth Order High Priests simultaneously changed color, activating the token.

Boom!!!

A strong light burst forth, with visible spatial fluctuations appearing.

Everyone closed their eyes for a moment, and when they looked up again.

On the ground, an extremely deep ditch, stretching nearly a thousand meters, appeared out of nowhere.

Among them, countless snake-men were dead or injured, with remains scattered everywhere.

However, the two Sixth Order High Priests and the two core tribesmen of the giant lizards were nowhere to be found.

As if they were transported away by some force.

"It’s over."

A low murmur sounded; even the Guard Captain Oron of the Fifth Order Commander Level in the holy city had a complex expression.

In such a war, even the Fifth Order couldn’t dominate the whole situation.

Others also had complex and unreadable expressions, standing with armor stained with blood and holding their blades perplexedly.

Molly barely regained her senses, looking at Chen Feng.

Mr. Feng Chen actually appeared again.

She had much to say and many doubts arising in her heart.

However, facing her gaze, Chen Feng shook his head.

The Holy Shield Giant swiftly returned, soon shrinking in size, transforming into a two to three-meter form guarding nearby.

At the same time, perception observed.

The golden-armored man on the Flying Eagle.

Thin but upright.

The face exposed outside the half-mask looked somewhat stern, the long sword in his hand was merely a sword-shaped golden light.