Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton-Chapter 1642 - 1203: True Qi Man, Transform!

The heart of the Star Progeny Master sank. Kram, a powerful Plane Consciousness, why did he imprison him initially? Was it to provide energy for the World-Ending Magic Formation?

Of course not, it was because Kram had a capability, one that could seal independent spaces completely, even consciousness couldn’t penetrate it, which directly restrained his Star Shifting Ability.

The Star Shifting Ability of the Celestial Descendant Clan is a very practical transfer power. Even if space is shattered, it would not trap him. Even when facing the God Star, as long as it didn’t blow him up with a single strike, he stood a chance of escape, placing him in an invincible position of sorts.

However, Kram’s capability could entirely enclose a space, like a room, an Array, a Dimension, and now he understood why North Corona had no chance to escape.

Such a Plane Consciousness that restrained him, how could the Star Progeny Master let it be free? He imprisoned him before he could grow.

Yet, he didn’t destroy Kram—could this capability not also restrain others? Like the God Star perhaps?

Unexpectedly, Kram’s power wasn’t used against the God Star but was used on him instead. This was troublesome; as long as Kram lived, there was no way for him to leave this Dimensional World.

However, breaking this Prohibition was simple: just kill Kram.

But the opponent was not only Kram, the Plane Consciousness, but also the God of Light from the Light Point Fortress, the Divine Tree of All Worlds, and Gemez Fortress... so many identities, it was unclear which was real, though he didn’t want to provoke any of the other three aside from Kram.

Considering this, the Star Progeny Master attempted to say, "We actually have no need to become enemies. Please return my White Crystal; I will leave immediately."

"Hehe, what would I need your White Crystal for? I just want to make you stay. You don’t seem to understand your predicament. Now release your power, surrender, and you can save your life. Otherwise, once we start, if we can’t hold back and injure you, it’ll be too late."

After Anthony finished speaking, he turned to the Soul Network and said, "We should call Lightning over to trash talk, see if we can rile him up."

Negris said, "Forget it, forget it, why bother riling him up? That Lightning guy still needs to get familiar with him; otherwise, he can’t even come up with good insults."

Lightning is a professional at cursing; first, he needs to know the opponent’s life form, taboos, and interests, or insult their parents otherwise would be ineffective.

There’s no time now to let Lightning acclimate to this; quickly fight, and finish it to get to farming.

Anthony’s words alone are enough to hurt, the Star Progeny Master raged, "None of you here are in your true form, dreaming of injuring me with avatars?"

The Star Progeny Master said, forcefully slinging out the ring blade in his right hand.

This was a circular blade radiance. As soon as it was cast, it spiraled toward the giant tree, very swiftly.

Anthony, worthy of being the Dark Knight Emperor, immediately perceived the peculiarity of this ring and quickly warned, "This isn’t a mere attack, but a ring composed of a series of blade radiances. Blocking any part would cause the rest to cut along the circle’s tangent."

Ange also noticed, directly flinging one of the giant tree’s hands. Initially, the hand held nothing, but as it was flung, a fruit quickly grew and by the end of the fling, it fully matured and flew out.

The fruit hit the ring, exploded, and diffused countless seeds and jelly-like glue, instantly covering a large space.

The remaining blade radiances of the ring indeed followed the circular tangent and easily plunged into the heap of jelly and seeds, detonating into a flurry of explosions.

The Star Progeny Master was a bit stunned. Was his Star Ring Blade so easily resolved?

As mentioned before, the stronger the existence, the less they care about techniques, because once the energy level increases, all techniques seem laughable, like the Southern Crown Strike of the South Coronet, merely gathering energy to release it all at once—simple yet violent.

The Star Ring Blade of the Star Progeny Master was essentially connecting numerous blade radiances end to end into a circle, a very skillful move. If the enemy didn’t block, fine, but once they did, the point of blocking would suffer from consecutive attacks from the full circle of blade radiances, breaking the enemy using quantity.

Unexpectedly, in the eyes of the Star Progeny Master, a very skillful move was easily broken by casually tossing an exploding fruit, was the jelly sticking to the blade radiance?

The Star Progeny Master flung out the Star Ring Blade in his left hand as well, and once again, it was shattered by an exploding fruit. Realizing this move was pointless, he opened his hands wide.

Two puppet-like Star Gods immediately emerged from behind him, one of which flung the right hand that it had been holding back, a thick meteor plummeting directly towards the giant tree.

The giant tree unhurriedly waited until the meteor was close, then used the two hands wrapping Kram and the Little Ghost to pull apart, creating a Devouring Abyss in front of it.

The meteor fell, the abyss devoured; the two combined, the meteor simply dived like a high-dive, the three-meter diameter plunged into the fist-sized Devouring Abyss without even a splash.

The powerful energy of the meteor also offset the Devouring Abyss, and the fist-sized Devouring Abyss vanished, leaving only a single... a single... small sun?

Surprisingly, a bead the size of a fingertip remained, emitting intense light and heat, resembling a sun or God Star shrunk by millions of times.

Even Ange was somewhat surprised, using the tree people’s hand to pinch the bead. Almost instantly, wisps of green smoke and the sizzling sound of roasted wood issued, and the spot where the bead was pinched caught fire.

A very strange thing, but now is definitely not the time to study it. Ange adhered it to the side with a mental bond, then lifted his gaze to the puppet South Coronet, pondering, he beckoned: more.

The finger Ange extended was the one that had pinched the bead earlier, on which was a scorched pit emitting smoke, occasionally flickering with tiny sparks.

Sometimes, Ange’s subconscious actions are exceedingly annoying; his intention was to have the opponent perform a few more Southern Crown Strikes, to collect more beads. But do you know how aggravating this action is?

In the eyes of the onlookers, Ange effortlessly caught the Southern Crown Strike and showcased his injured little finger, implying ’your attack can only hurt me this little’, right?

The Star Progeny Master was incensed, his entire form inflamed and continuously rolling fire surged outward, enveloping him in a great Fireball, increasing energy intensity insanely.

Negris was taken aback, "What’s he doing, is he going all out? There’s no need, this has just begun."

"He shouldn’t be going all out, it seems like a transformation, do Star Gods, like Dragon Gods, possess stages?" Anthony asked, puzzled.

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