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Chapter 106: Repeat after me: Materialism!!
Even a clay figure has a three-part temper.
For the Shen Family Founding Ancestor to be scolded so harshly by someone he considers a descendant generations removed from him, how could he not feel some emotion?
"I originally planned to settle your worldly regrets after seizing your body, but now it seems there's no need for that!"
The Shen Family Founding Ancestor pounced on you!
You widened your eyes, welcoming the decisive moment!
"Aaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"
The Shen Family Founding Ancestor's agonized scream was heart-rending and lung-splitting.
The entire Star Force Mystic Realm shook and trembled because of his scream, the earth quaking and mountains swaying.
Souls cannot produce sound; what the Shen Family Founding Ancestor emitted was, in principle, a fluctuation of consciousness.
The reason you could hear it was because "Materialist Warrior" forces everything non-physical to manifest in physical form within your senses.
You saw the Shen Family Founding Ancestor's soul collide with your body once, only to be violently rebounded back.
His soul began to burn, originally almost opaque, rapidly becoming semi-transparent.
He exerted every ounce of his strength, barely managing to pat out the backlash flames, but it was clearly visible that he had become much weaker than before. For a fleeting moment, he almost dissipated!
You slowly stood up, your eyes gleaming with sharp, exposed killing intent.
Having reached this point, there was no need to pretend anymore!
The Shen Family Founding Ancestor noticed your gaze, clearly focused on him!
"You can see me?"
You stepped with the "Seven Divine Starry Steps," your figure shifting unpredictably, afterimages appearing everywhere as if you had created many clones.
"I can also beat you up!!"
You activated your technique, unleashing the "Chixin Fist" at the Transcendent Mastery realm!
Flames covered your fist. This supremely rigid and supremely yang punch, at the Transcendent Mastery realm, gained the effect of suppressing ghosts and monsters.
Coupled with the fact that the Shen Family Founding Ancestor hadn't yet recovered from the backlash, he solidly took this punch!
"Boom!!"
Impact! Sonic boom! Deformation! Power!
Your fist clearly struck a ghost, yet it landed solidly, powerfully and forcefully!
The Shen Family Founding Ancestor was sent flying by your punch, crashing into a willow tree and breaking it into seven or eight pieces!
Having lived for over thirty thousand years, the Shen Family Founding Ancestor had never seen such a bizarre thing!
"How is this possible..."
It wasn't that he had never seen someone capable of dealing with ghosts; he himself had ninety-nine methods.
But definitely not using such a simple and crude method!
Your way of fighting simply didn't treat him as a ghost at all!
A human soul is still judged as human by the trait system, so the "Alien's Biological Father" trait couldn't activate.
To achieve victory in one move, you stopped hiding your treasures.
Ten Thousand Souls Banner!
Nine Provinces Cauldron!
As soon as the Nine Provinces Cauldron emerged, its body rapidly swelled, transforming into its hundred-meter-tall true form.
"Cauldron Suppresses the Nine Provinces!!"
Da Chun had long been displeased with this old man.
He actually wants to seize my Yi Brother's body?
Can that be allowed??
The majestic divine might of the Nine Provinces Cauldron descended, countless holy lights transforming into a cage, blocking the Shen Family Founding Ancestor's escape routes.
The Ten Thousand Souls Banner fluttered in the wind, its banner surface flapping loudly.
"Shen Family Founding Ancestor! Enter my banner! Haβhahaha!!"
A massive black vortex emerged from within the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, its terrifying pulling force dragging the Shen Family Founding Ancestor's soul toward the banner.
"You think!! You can!! Trap me!! With these broken things?!"
The Shen Family Founding Ancestor seemed to have recovered some strength.
With a furious roar, a terrifying power erupted within the Star Force Mystic Realm. The enormous Nine Provinces Cauldron was instantly shaken and sent bouncing upward.
The Shen Family Founding Ancestor's soul seized the chance to break free from the suppression of the Nine Provinces Cauldron's divine light, charging straight toward you.
"Stellar Cloud Split!!"
He seemed to have unleashed a major move.
But this guy is a non-physical existence.
According to what is mentioned in "Materialist Warrior": "immune to non-physical form attacks inflicted on you by such existences."
Thus.
This move is ineffective.
The corner of your clothes got slightly dirty.
The Shen Family Founding Ancestor was now just a few steps away from you.
Hovering in mid-air, his eyes were filled with bewilderment.
"Why?"
You raised both hands high, activating the "Stellar River Divine Art."
"I'll tell you, why!"
"Rumble..."
The ground beneath your feet began to tremble. You were manipulating the nearby rocks and soil, gathering them, transforming them into two massive fists, one left and one right, pinching the Shen Family Founding Ancestor!
"Repeat after me! Materialism!!!"
"Boom!"
"Materialism!"
"Boom!"
"Materialism!"
"Boom!"
"Materialism!"
You gave the Shen Family Founding Ancestor a triple concerto of iron fists.
For him, of course, it wasn't fatal, but it still left the currently weakened him with his head buzzing.
"You actually used the technique I created to hit me?! Hahahaha..."
The Shen Family Founding Ancestor laughed in anger.
The Ten Thousand Souls Banner seized the opportunity to strike again, trying to suck him into the banner.
"Damn it, calling me a broken thing? You, who should have long rotted in the earth, are the broken thing!"
The Nine Provinces Cauldron pushed from behind.
Two extraordinary artifacts, one in front and one behind, trying to pull the Shen Family Founding Ancestor alive into the banner.
The Shen Family Founding Ancestor rallied once more, using his remaining strength to resist.
"A Great Dao Immortal Artifact with a damaged artifact spirit! An Immortal Artifact with both its artifact spirit and carrier damaged! With just you, you think you can deal with me, Shen Yang?! Overestimating yourselves!!"
You also made your move.
You pulled out the "Trait Slingshot."
The Shen Family Founding Ancestor didn't recognize this thing.
"You have another Immortal Artifact?"
What puzzled him was why he hadn't sensed it.
You estimated that the strength of a white trait wouldn't be enough to deal with him, so you searched among the rare traits and found one you had never used before.
You fired "Spicy Girl" with the "Trait Slingshot."
"Spicy Girl" (Green Rare): You love eating spicy food intensely. The spicier your mouth feels, the faster you run, with a maximum speed increase of 50%.
Because you really don't like eating spicy food, you had never used this trait before, even when you needed to travel quickly and didn't have Black Wind.
All the characters of the "Spicy Girl" trait were kneaded into a ball of text and shot toward the Shen Family Founding Ancestor by the golden slingshot.
The Shen Family Founding Ancestor, currently held back by the Nine Provinces Cauldron and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, couldn't avoid your attack in time.
Something that looked strikingly similar to the "JalapeΓ±o" from Plants vs. Zombies sprouted from the Shen Family Founding Ancestor's forehead.
"Aaaaaah!!! It's so spicy!!!"
The Shen Family Founding Ancestor's mouth shot out flames from the spiciness, his entire soul turning red-hot. ππΏπππ ππππ¨πππ.ππ π
The Nine Provinces Cauldron and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner seized the opportunity, increasing their power, pulling him another step closer into the banner.
But the Shen Family Founding Ancestor was still too strong. Enduring the extreme spiciness, he stabilized again, even beginning to subtly break free from the control. He was about to counterattack!
Seeing this situation, you decided to increase the intensity.
"Rare traits aren't quite enough either. Do I need to shoot an epic trait?"
Just then, Da Chun shouted toward the Qiankun Mirror, which was sneaking around, preparing to slip away.
"Kun Brother! Come give us a hand!"