Chapter 262 Peak Showdown: The Wrath of Chaos
Chapter 262 Peak Showdown: The Wrath of Chaos
Zhang Peng streaked across the darkness like a shooting star, the multicolored light emanating from his body instantly illuminating the core area of the mysterious force. Upon seeing this, the black-robed figures gasped in surprise, quickly drawing their weapons and surrounding him.
"Boy, you actually dare to come here!" a man in black robes roared, his black longsword gleaming with a cold light. Zhang Peng snorted coldly, ignoring him, his gaze fixed on the old man in black robes beside the altar. Sensing Zhang Peng's gaze, the old man slowly raised his head, his eyes beneath the mask flashing with a chilling light.
"Perfect timing. Since you've walked right into our trap, don't blame us for being impolite," the old man said coldly, slowly raising his hands, and the surrounding dark power rapidly converged on him. Zhang Peng knew that this old man was a key figure in the mysterious force, and he had to deal with him first.
He unleashed the "Chaos Sky-Shattering Fist," a fist imbued with the power of chaos, hurtling towards the old man. The old man remained calm, his hands rapidly forming hand seals, instantly raising a black light barrier that blocked Zhang Peng's attack. "Hmph, with this little skill, you think you can stop us?" the old man sneered.
Zhang Peng was unaffected by the old man's words. He flashed forward, using the "Phantom Step," instantly appearing in front of the old man, his five-colored spiritual energy longsword aimed at the old man's throat. The old man quickly dodged to the side, simultaneously unleashing a black sword aura towards Zhang Peng.
Zhang Peng wielded his spiritual energy sword, shattering the sword energy. At this moment, the black-robed men around him also surrounded him and launched an attack. Zhang Peng was caught in a fierce battle, parrying the attacks of the black-robed men while searching for the old man's weakness.
During the fierce battle, Zhang Peng suddenly noticed a slight pause in the old man's right-hand movements when he cast spells. A thought struck him; he realized this might be the old man's weakness. He deliberately created an opening to lure the old man into attacking.
The old man fell for the trap as expected, unleashing a powerful dark spell at Zhang Peng. Zhang Peng seized the opportunity and unleashed the "Chaos Annihilation Slash," a five-colored beam of light imbued with chaotic power shooting towards the old man's right hand.
"Ah!" The old man screamed as his right hand was struck by the light, blood splattering everywhere. His spell was interrupted, and the surrounding dark energy instantly became chaotic. Taking advantage of the situation, Zhang Peng unleashed his full power, launching a series of attacks on the old man.
The old man staggered backward, sustaining multiple wounds. Knowing he was no match for Zhang Peng, he shouted, "Quick, activate the altar!" Upon hearing this, the other men in black robes rushed to the altar and began the ritual.
Zhang Peng was startled; he knew he couldn't let them activate the altar. He unleashed "Chaotic Storm," a powerful vortex of chaotic energy forming around him, drawing in the surrounding black-robed figures. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he rushed towards the altar.
However, just as he was about to reach the altar, a black light shot out from behind him. He quickly dodged to the side, but was still grazed by the light, leaving a wound on his arm. He turned around and saw that the old man had somehow gathered a powerful dark force and was preparing to attack him again.
Zhang Peng gritted his teeth; he knew he couldn't back down. He channeled his chaotic power, concentrating it all into the spiritual sword in his hand. At that moment, the sword shone brightly, and chaotic energy surged like a raging tide.
"Wrath of Chaos!" Zhang Peng roared, unleashing the strongest technique he could currently master. A massive beam of five-colored light, carrying boundless chaotic power, shot towards the old man and the altar. Wherever the light touched, everything was devoured; the dark power vanished instantly before this overwhelming force.
"No!" The old man let out a desperate scream as his body was struck by the light and instantly turned to ashes. The altar also developed cracks under the impact of this powerful force.
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