Dual Cultivator with a cultivation system-Chapter 529: Ch-: City Under Attack (6)

Wu Junhao and the girls beside him had their pupils contract. "Impossible."

Zhang Xisu, on the other hand, sighed in relief.

"Troublesome," Wang Ming frowned when he saw no damage on its body. This was the first time since arriving in this world that he had met something that remained unscathed by his attack.

Wang Ming frowned when he saw that the attacks he had launched had no effect on the beast. Not only him, but the others—especially Feng Mei—were also shocked to see the Black Behemoth unscathed, as she knew how strong Wang Ming was.

"Heavenly Sword Art—Second Form: World Slicing Strike," Wang Ming muttered. This time, he poured the maximum amount of spiritual energy into the attack, compared to the previous one where he had held back.

Shing

An even larger and thicker golden arc left his sword and headed toward the Black Behemoth.

The onlookers, and even Zhang Xisu—who had been smug—now had looks of terror on their faces as they could sense the destructive power within that slash.

The Black Behemoth, on the other hand, looked at the incoming slash indifferently and punched straight at it.

BOOM

Wang Ming’s pupils constricted, and for the first time, there was a flicker of nervousness in his gaze.

When the smoke cleared, just like before, there was not a single scratch on its body.

"How is this possible?" Wu Junhao felt his legs go weak when he saw this. If not for his strong willpower, he would have collapsed on the ground in helplessness.

He knew that the previous slash could have killed dozens of him instantly, without even a chance to scream. Now, seeing it be completely ineffective, he felt his head spinning and could already see the end of the Wu Family.

"Damn Black Church, damn it," he cursed those madmen hundreds of times in his head.

"Roar!" Suddenly, the huge behemoth roared, and black mist appeared around its body, quickly condensing into black armor similar to that of medieval knights. A black halberd appeared in its hand.

Gulp

Everyone swallowed hard and felt a wave of pure terror. They could feel that the strength of the Black Behemoth—which had already brought them despair—had increased even further.

"Huff." Wang Ming took a deep breath as he also felt a tremor, then looked at the girls.

"You girls go back. This is going to be dangerous. I won’t be able to save you if you get caught," Wang Ming said. The girls, with sweat trickling down, nodded without any complaint and vanished. Even Feng Mei, who wanted to stay, disappeared under Wang Ming’s stern gaze.

"System, if that hits me, will I die?" Wang Ming asked in a dry voice.

[System Message: There is a 50% chance, but if it hits the host, the host will at least be critically injured. The current strength of the Titan has surpassed the Pure Core Realm and entered the next realm]

"So, I am basically fucked, right?" Wang Ming muttered after reading the system’s reply.

On the other end, even Zhang Xisu was dumbfounded. "How is this possible? The leader didn’t say it would be this strong."

Zhang Xisu was stunned. If the Black Church leader could produce so many beasts like this, would they still need to prepare? They could easily sweep the continent.

Ring Ring

"The leader is calling me." Zhang Xisu’s eyes widened when he saw the unique communication token ringing.

Click

Before he could say anything, a voice sounded from the token. "Zhang Xisu, I have temporarily taken control of the beast, and it’s temporary. You clear the area. I want to have some fun with an old acquaintance."

"Acquaintance?" Zhang Xisu mumbled as he looked at Wang Ming, but he did not ask any questions and created more distance from the titan.

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Black Church Headquarters

A middle-aged man was looking at Wang Ming through the orb. If Wang Ming saw him, he would have recognized him easily—it was Chu Feng, the elder of the Black Church he had met when he was with Chu Jingling.

"A familiar face. Isn’t he my niece’s lover?" Chu Feng said with a faint smile. After Chu Jingling left, he had already discovered what happened between them, as his niece was not good at concealing things.

"Let’s see how strong you really are, if you can defeat the puppet I created with my blood," Chu Feng muttered. Previously, when he saw Wang Ming, he had felt danger from him, but now there was still danger—yet manageable—as he had only descended temporarily.

He had created the technique and the puppet a few days later, after slaughtering hundreds of villages and gaining a massive leap in cultivation, which was still increasing slowly.

Woosh

Wang Ming’s pupils constricted to the size of needles as his instincts screamed danger, and he jumped to the side, avoiding the Titan’s fist.

Wang Ming’s face turned grim. "The speed has also nearly tripled."

"Any solution, system?" Wang Ming asked, keeping his eyes on the titan, whose fist was stuck in the ground.

[System Message: Use the Heaven Mending Flames. Did you forget?]

Seeing the message, his eyes lit up.

Wang Ming willed the Heaven Mending Flames and—

Woosh

His entire body was bathed in white flames. Then Wang Ming willed the flames again, and they quickly condensed into solid white knight armor, more slender compared to the titan’s. From head to the soles of his feet, he was covered in white armor, and the shoulder pads were lit with white flames.

"This defense and healing power," Wang Ming mumbled as he clenched and unclenched his fist. He looked at his palm, made the armor there dissipate, took his abyssal dagger, and plunged it into his palm.

"Ugh," Wang Ming groaned in pain, but soon watched as the hole in his palm instantly healed.

Clang, clang.

He also tried to plunge his dagger into other parts, but it was blocked by the armor in various places. He then looked coldly at the titan.

"Let’s begin the rematch."