Born Almighty Warrior

Chapter 282 Seven Demi-immortal Warriors

Boom!

In the world of Martial Arts, it was a known fact that demi-immortals had the better and more in-depth

understanding of how space worked than the mortal warriors. They had already mastered the craft.

They knew how to manipulate and take advantage of the spiritual energy with the use of space

Stan's body suddenly spurted out dark spiritual energy to anything it could touch in his area. Powerful

black rays covered his surroundings. This allowed him to use the forces in his own pace, which made

him utilize and master his own strength at its peak.

Soon after, dark clouds of energetic force gathered behind him. The forces concentrated and formed a

humongous dark figure.

The figure could be perceived as his guard, comparable to the loyalty and reliability of the great

Buddha.

"Arhat Dark Power-Arhat Palm!"

Stan's eyes suddenly turned to black and released pitch-dark black rays. It was a materialization of

sadness and light combined at the same time like a poetic killing intent. It was like grief that one could

see and fear. The dark light then attached itself to the massive dark figure behind him.

Drowned in his own dark force, Stan raised his hands. He stretched them out and in an instant, the

force from his palms went straight to the castle he was aiming at.

While he did this, liquid formed on his forehead. Unlike the usual water that would form on someone's

body as a sign of stress and fatigue, a drop of blood essence formed on his eyebrows and mixed with

the dark giant figure behind him. Stan was so angry and full of resentment towards the whole Manor

Gang that he wanted to slap the hell out them and murder them all.

The dark figure aside from being his guard, was more like an amplified version of his palms. Any action

he committed with his palms was done by the figure that was about a hundred meters long. Stan

loathed the castle and everyone who was in it and the dark palm behind him resonated that anger. Stan

clapped his hands and soon after the dark figure absorbed his blood essence as it mimicked Stan's

action.

"Oh boy, Stan is putting up a desperate fight. Poor lad," said the seven demi-immortals who lurked

around the area while they witnessed what Stan was up to.

"Such a cold-hearted man. He would really like to see tons of blood flowing like stream just for his son."

"But you know what? He could be right about this. Those demi-immortal beasts are much stronger than

our human warriors. He would have a better chance of survival if he could kill his enemies with just one

strike."

"It looks like he had already figured what we are up to and taken precautions against us. I hope this

demi-immortal snake won't be such a disappointment."

...

"Brother, I think he wants a showdown with one strike. Like a death match." Soar slithered near Ricky's

ear and whispered.

"I hope so. But remember what I had just said," Ricky answered softly so that no one would be able to

hear them.

"Yes, I understand. I got you, bro."

After their secretive conversation, Ricky left as soon as possible. He knew that he couldn't resist the

impending impact of such an intense fight with Stan.

Just when Ricky's figure was nowhere to be found, flames started to burn on Soar's body. The

formidable force was no less than Stan's.

Soar was just pretending to be less powerful than Stan. With the amount of power that Soar was

capable of, he could undoubtedly spit fire and burn Stan alive. In reality, Stan was so much less of a

warrior.

Soar wasn't just an ordinary scarlet snake. He was the real deal, a real dragon who could use the

Heaven Melting Fire to the fullest.

He opened his mouth and spew a ball of red hot flames shot at the two giant palms behind Stan. C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

Boom!

The space above the manor was completely engulfed by the collision of the fire ball and the two giant

palms. Dark currents began to flow freely as the flames burned with it. It was a scene to behold, like a

work of art to those who witnessed the display of power.

Soar could control the fight for he had the ability to do so. He intentionally engineered the explosion so

that it could avoid the castle's destruction.

The collision of the fire ball and the giant palms only lasted for a brief moment before they parted again.

But the attack was not enough for the two warriors. Another blow was made by the flames, but only this

time, it was more powerful. This broke the balance of the palms which turned them to dark spiritual

energy and then dissipate into thin air.

The ball of flames had no time for mercy. It didn't hold anything back and directly hit Stan's body.

Boom!

The impact was so heavy that it was ear crushing. The attack was so powerful that it threw Stan off his

balance and made him fall onto the ground.

Dust filled the air as the explosive collision sent winds to blow everything off. The impact made a deep

hole on the ground and more dust fell into it like vacuum. From this excavation rose a mushroom cloud

with burning hot flames.

It was a sight to see for all the warriors around. The exhibition could be felt even though the warriors

were kilometers away from where the explosion happened.

The attack was so violent that even a demi-immortal like Stan couldn't have survived the enrapture.

"How formidable and terrifying those flames were. Could it be possible that they are also a certain kind

of Beast Fire?" The seven demi-immortal warriors looked at each other with raised eyebrows.

They had underestimated Soar once again. He was so much better and more powerful than they had

expected.

This made them reflect on their abilities as demi-immortal warriors. Could they have survived Soar's

ball of flames if there were in Stan's shoes? Or would they suffer the same fate as him, or worse?

But this didn't stop them from working together to defeat Soar. In fact, this even forced them to do

better than they usually did.

"Oh crap! Bro, I might have overdone it." At the moment, Soar had realized his mistake, and he said to

Ricky hurriedly.

Ricky walked up to Soar and replied helplessly, "Don't worry. You've done it right. If not, then you would

have attracted those innate spiritual kings' attention instead.

But I guess right now, we have other people to deal with,"

said Ricky as he looked upwards at the sight of their enemies.

Eager for revenge, the seven demi-immortals showed themselves out of the darkness and surrounded

Ricky and Soar.

"Damn. Here come the other seven demi-immortal masters!" But this wasn't a big surprise to Ricky and

Soar. After all, the collision was sure to have attracted their attention.

The seven demi-immortal masters of the Chaotic Region had originally wanted to take advantage of the

fight between Soar and Stan to gain benefits. However, they miscalculated.

"I bet that another fight is brewing. I'm really looking forward to it."

"Look that those masters' facial expressions. I don't think they'll let the Manor Gang off the hook."

...

"Masters, you have now shown yourselves. What do you want from us?" Ricky asked immediately even

before anybody could say anything.

"You mischievous twat! You know exactly what we want. We vow to revenge Stan by killing you, a

human traitor with a beast as a friend. How pathetic!" replied a jacked up warrior as he let out a laugh.

"Ha-ha! Lay-low on the exaggeration there, boy. You are well aware that there are so many warriors

who have made friends with beasts and other spiritual beasts on this continent. Now, why don't you try

to kill them?" said Ricky mockingly as he was amused by such a poor excuse.

"I have never come to them before. If I happen to know one of those human traitors, I'll beat them to

death no matter the cost!" The warrior added.

"That's bullshit!" Ricky didn't believe a single word the warrior had just said. He just shook his head in

disapproval.

"Okay, cut the crap! Have you really decided with that poor brain of yours to make us, the Manor Gang,

your enemy?"

Ricky's voice suddenly changed and became serious. If the seven warriors had decided to fight, he

would have no other choice but to ask Soar to expose his real strength and capabilities.

"Are you deaf? You heard what I just said!" The warrior answered with an annoyed tone.

The warriors had then decided that there was no other choice but to fight and pulverize Ricky and his

pet beast. At once, the seven demi-immortal warriors lined up and prepared to strike at any time.