Chapter 1472

Eyes of Death

"Where did this Wen Zhuo come from?

He's actually so strong. "

On the square platform where the Undying Altar was, the Undying Old Monster narrowed his eyes.

Shui Zhe was the number one genius of the Undying Altar, so the Undying Old Monster paid close attention to the seventh arena.

In the Undying Old Monster's opinion, it shouldn't be a surprise that Shui Zhe obtained a hundred consecutive victories, but the sudden appearance of Wen Zhuo made the Undying Old Monster feel a trace of threat.

He was also a half-Saint, and he could kill an invincible Sovereign Lord with one punch. His strength was infinitely close to Shui Zhe's. It could be said that Wen Zhuo was definitely Shui Zhe's greatest opponent this time.

"Lord Undying, don't worry. Shui Zhe's abilities were all inherited from you, Undying Old Monster."

"Although Wen Zhuo's strength is extraordinary, it's still not enough to face Shui Zhe."

Beside the Undying Old Monster, the elder of the Undying Altar kept talking without any worry on his face.

After all, Shui Zhe wasn't an ordinary half-Saint. In the eyes of the elders of the Undying Altar, it was impossible for Zhuowen to be Shui Zhe's opponent.

The Undying Old Monster nodded. Shui Zhe was a genius nurtured by the Undying Altar, and he had a lot of trump cards. He didn't think that Shui Zhe would lose to Wen Zhuo because of this.

The moment Zhuowen and Shui Zhe clashed, countless people's gazes gathered on them.

At this moment, many of the arena battles had already ended, and the contestants with a hundred consecutive victories were looking at the seventh arena with interest.

"This Wen Zhuo's strength is extraordinary. I wonder if he can win against Shui Zhe?"

The Flower Fairy of the Hundred Flower Garden in the Flower Nether Realm had a graceful figure among the flowers, and her laughter was crisp and pleasant like a silver bell.

Many of the surrounding cultivators were absent-minded, and their eyes were filled with infatuation.

"No!" Sha Zi replied coldly.

"I also don't think so. Although Shui Zhe's cultivation is only a half-Saint, his power of law is extremely powerful. Ordinary Profound Sky Saints probably can't do anything to him."

Yaksha, whose body was surrounded by countless waves, laughed coldly, and his voice was extremely sinister and terrifying.

Although the other top geniuses of the Netherworld Realm didn't say anything, it was obvious from their expressions that they were more inclined towards Shui Zhe.

As the number one genius of the Nether Realm, they had sparred before, so they knew how powerful each other was.

It was precisely because they knew Shui Zhe's background that they were so certain of his victory.

Yang Yi leaned lazily on the edge of the arena. He was surrounded by several junior brothers and sisters of the academy. His gaze landed lazily on Wen Zhuo, revealing a faintly discernible smile.

"His strength is not bad. He can actually maintain a ninety-nine win streak."

Shui Zhe stood proudly and continued, "However, your winning streak will end very soon. It will be ended by me."

Zhuowen glanced indifferently at Shui Zhe, then looked at Cao Rong and said, "Senior Cao Rong, I don't want to listen to your nonsense. Let's start quickly."

As soon as these words came out, Shui Zhe's face stiffened. Soon after, veins appeared in his eyes. That was a sign of anger.

This Wen Zhuo was really too much. He actually dared to say that he was spouting nonsense in front of him. It was very obvious that he did not put him in his eyes at all.

"Let's start!"

Cao Rong said indifferently. Speaking of which, he also wanted to see what kind of sparks would fly between these two geniuses, who were both Half-Saint cultivations.

Especially Wen Zhuo, who had not been able to see his exact cultivation before. It was only during the battle that he completely sensed the aura of his true cultivation.

It was very obvious that Wen Zhuo had cultivated an incredible concealment secret technique. Even a Heavenly Saint like him had been fooled by him at the beginning.

In addition to the powerful fighting strength that Wen Zhuo had displayed, it caused Cao Rong to be extremely interested in this unremarkable individual cultivator.

Swoosh!

As soon as Cao Rong spoke, Shui Zhe moved. His movements were extremely swift. Like a cunning rabbit, he rushed over and arrived in front of Zhuowen in an instant.

"You're not going to use the power of laws?"

Zhuowen stood quietly on the spot. He raised his head slightly and looked at Shui Zhe, who was almost within reach.

"Do I need the power of laws to deal with you?"

As Shui Zhe spoke, he threw a punch fiercely towards Zhuowen's head.

"Then don't regret it."

Zhuowen grinned and also threw a punch. This punch had extremely obvious traces of golden veins on the surface of his fist. A vast aura spread out.

Boom!

As the two fists collided, there was a thunderous sound. Then, Shui Zhe retreated dozens of steps, while Zhuowen did not move at all.

"What a terrifying monstrous strength!"

Shui Zhe's eyes were filled with fear. He stared at Zhuowen in astonishment. He really could not figure out why the physical body of the young man in front of him was so terrifying.

"Shui Zhe is at a disadvantage?"

In the eyes of the others, this scene made them feel complicated.

"I can't be careless."

Shui Zhe's eyes became cautious. He gently swung his right hand, and his slightly twisted wrist began to gradually recover.

"Death!"

Shui Zhe bellowed, and the aura of death spread out. Then, a huge shadow of the Grim Reaper appeared behind him.

The Death God Shadow was tall and big. It wore a hooded black windbreaker and held a black sickle that was several feet long.

As soon as the Death Law was released, Shui Zhe's right foot stomped on the ground. A terrifying force spread out, and the ground under his feet suddenly cracked.

Swoosh!

Shui Zhe was like an arrow that left the bow. He rushed out and threw out another punch. This punch was condensed with a vast amount of Death Intent.

The strong Death Intent spread out and even affected many of the surrounding martial artists, making them feel a sense of fear in the face of death.

"Desolation!"

Zhuowen was not to be outdone. Waves of Desolation power spread out, as if it could turn everything in the world into a wasteland.

This Desolation power condensed in Zhuowen's palm and formed a small black ball.

The moment Shui Zhe rushed over, Zhuowen pushed out his palm and pressed it in front of Shui Zhe.

Boom!

The two powers of Desolation and Death collided. Grey and black almost filled the entire arena.

Then, the huge arena began to age like a withered flower. Finally, it collapsed inch by inch and turned into dust.

Swoosh swoosh!

The moment the arena shattered, two figures retreated from the two sides of the ruins and floated in the air.

The aftermath turned into airwaves and spread out in all directions. The martial artists in the seventh arena could not help but step back with fear in their eyes.

In the air, Shui Zhe and Zhuowen faced each other from a distance. Their fighting spirit soared.

"Your strength is not bad. The power of the Desolation Law is also very strong. Unfortunately, the Death Law that I have comprehended is more powerful than your Desolation Law."

Shui Zhe's mouth was full of mockery. In terms of laws, the Death Law was indeed more powerful than the Desolation Law.

"So what?

The one who will lose in the end is still you. "

Zhuowen did not bother with Shui Zhe. He clenched his right hand and the Desolation Law rolled out and condensed into a large spear.

Swoosh!

Zhuowen stood with the spear in his hand. His right foot stepped on the void. His entire body was like a puff of green smoke as he rushed out. With a swing of the spear, the terrifying Desolation Law spread out, causing the space to distort.

Shui Zhe was not to be outdone. He stretched out his right hand and the Death God Shadow behind him roared. Like a shadow, it enveloped Shui Zhe.

Suddenly, Shui Zhe's entire body was filled with the aura of death. The Death God Shadow was like a coat that covered Shui Zhe's body, causing his aura to soar to the extreme.

"Die!"

Shui Zhe roared and slashed out with the Death God Scythe. The blade spewed out a black light that seemed to have substance. It rushed out from the void and slashed in front of Zhuowen.

Zhuowen's eyes were cold. He spun the Desolation Spear in his hand and a grey Desolation Law spread out.

Boom!

The two weapons collided and a grey mushroom cloud of energy burst out. The aftermath was like a ripple that spread out in all directions, causing the surrounding space to distort and become unstable.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Both of them retreated dozens of steps. Then, not to be outdone, they shouted and stomped their feet. Like a whirlwind, the two of them intertwined again.

The power of the two Laws of Desolation and Death intertwined, erupting with an extremely mysterious fluctuation.

This fluctuation spread out and set off an endless wave of air. The people around the arena were all forced back by this wave of air.

Some cultivators who were not strong enough even spat out a mouthful of blood under this wave of air. Their faces turned as pale as snow.

"What a terrifying Power of Law. The battle between the two of them …"

Not only the other cultivators in the seventh arena, but even the cultivators in the other arenas in the natural world were stunned.

Their gazes fell on the two figures that were constantly intertwining. Because the two of them were moving so fast, some people could not even see the exact trajectory of the two. They could only tell that the battle between the two of them was extremely fierce and terrifying from the fluctuations produced by their collision.

The Flower Fairy, Sha Zi, Yaksha, and the other top geniuses of the Underworld, who had evaluated Zhuowen and Shui Zhe, were also stunned.

"Looks like Wen Zhuo is not simple. He has comprehended the Law of Desolation. Even Shui Zhe's Law of Death could not suppress him."

The Flower Fairy giggled and let out a bell-like laugh. Her beautiful eyes stared at Wen Zhuo with curiosity and interest.

Bang!

There was another muffled sound. Shui Zhe and Zhuowen both retreated dozens of steps and faced each other from a distance.

Shui Zhe's eyes were solemn as he said in a deep voice, "Looks like you did not use your full strength before. It's really rare that the Law of Desolation can exert such great power on you."

"However, the battle between us will end soon."

As he spoke, the Law of Death on Shui Zhe's body began to surge and a shocking black light burst out from between his eyebrows.

"Death's Eye!"

As he spoke, a crack appeared between Shui Zhe's eyebrows and a black pupil emerged from the crack.

The moment the Death's Eye cracked, the Law of Death around Shui Zhe began to boil and gathered in the black pupil between his eyebrows.

Whoosh!