novelapdf Chapter 2 Great Accomplishment of the Overlord Body
Chapter 2 Great Accomplishment of the Overlord Body
A towering figure stepped on the crystalline fragments of space, breaking through the void, and descended upon this place.
This was a middle-aged man, his physique as robust as a mountain. He was covered in a simple, dark gold armor, the armor riddled with knife marks and sword holes.
It is imprinted with the blood of gods and demons, which has long since dried but still exudes an aura of immortality.
The moment the middle-aged man appeared, a heavy sense of oppression permeated the air.
Even more remarkably, his bare arms and neck were not an ordinary color, but purple, clearly indicating that he was no ordinary person.
It doesn't resemble flesh and blood; it's more like the ancient tendons and vines that have been intertwined for millions of years, containing a terrifying power that can shake the stars.
Beneath the skin, viscous, mercury-like purple blood surged and roared. Each heartbeat was like the sound of an ancient divine drum, causing the surrounding void to resonate and shatter tiny meteorites in the distance.
His eyes were like two wildly spinning purple vortexes, burning with an overwhelming hatred that even the stars in the sky could not extinguish.
It's as if he has a deep-seated grudge against Jiang Hao.
The newcomer was none other than Cang Ming, the master of the Great Body!
He was once an invincible figure, a giant who once dominated an era with his unparalleled physical strength.
Although not a true emperor, he possessed the power of a fully-fledged hegemon, enabling him to defy authority and fight against supreme beings without dying.
In the desolate borderlands of the ancestral universe, killing intent surged instantly.
"Jiang Hao!"
Cang Ming's furious voice rang out, the sound waves sweeping out like a tsunami, instantly annihilating the nearby star debris without leaving even a speck of dust.
With each step he took, the void beneath his feet collapsed completely, forming a black hole that could not be repaired for a long time.
The boundless killing intent, like a blazing purple flame, ignited this desolate star field.
Jiang Hao raised his eyes, his gaze calmly piercing through the boiling killing intent and destructive phenomena, landing on Cang Ming's burning purple vortex demonic eyes, and said softly.
"You've arrived."
These three extremely calm words startled Cang Ming, who had come with a fierce aura and boundless hatred.
The boiling killing intent paused for a moment.
He had anticipated Jiang Hao's fear, wariness, and even feigned composure, but he hadn't expected him to be so calm, as if he had been waiting for this for a long time.
"Did you know I was coming?"
Cang Ming's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible surprise as he stared intently at Jiang Hao.
Jiang Hao nodded slightly, his tone remaining calm:
"Of course, I killed a descendant of your Hegemon Body lineage. Given your Hegemon Body lineage's vengeful nature and arrogant attitude, naturally some elders will jump out to seek revenge."
The successor of the Overlord Body lineage that Jiang Hao mentioned is the most dazzling star of the Overlord Body lineage in this generation.
Wang Teng, a prodigy of the same era as Jiang Hao!
Wang Teng is highly talented. Although he is slightly inferior to the top-tier group, his potential for dominance is limitless, and he is highly regarded by the clan.
Unfortunately, his path came to a complete end at the hands of Jiang Hao fifty years ago.
In Jiang Hao's memory, Wang Teng embodied the arrogance and disdain for others that characterized the Overlord Body lineage to the extreme.
Since the beginning of the ancient road struggle, relying on its powerful body, it has acted domineeringly and tyrannically, often demanding that people kneel down and offer treasures.
He once competed with Jiang Hao for a great opportunity by the Chaos Pool. Without saying a word, he tried to seize it by force, spouting arrogant words and treating Jiang Hao as nothing. As a result, he was beaten up on the spot by Jiang Hao.
He almost lost his cultivation and incurred enmity.
Instead of restraining himself, he became even more brazen.
Wang Teng's personality and style of doing things perfectly match Jiang Hao's and the world's inherent impression of the Overlord Body lineage.
Fifty years ago, the two met again at an ancient ruin, where Wang Teng boasted that he would kill Jiang Hao to wash away his shame.
In the end, he was completely annihilated by Jiang Hao, his body and soul scattered.
Upon hearing this, Cang Ming's purple vortex spun even faster, and he said in a cold voice:
"It's good that you know why I've come."
"You dared to kill our clan's once-in-a-hundred-thousand-years Qilin prodigy! You have no respect for our Hegemon Body lineage! You are utterly lawless!"
Although Wang Teng is not as good as the top twelve, he is still a first-rate genius and the future of their Overlord Body lineage.
Moreover, it's not shameful to be inferior to those twelve, after all, they are all geniuses among geniuses.
Even a powerful figure like him had to admit the exceptional talent of these twelve individuals.
Moreover, once the Overlord Body is fully mastered, it can be used to fight against the Supreme Being, and can become the foundation of their Overlord Body lineage.
Therefore, he was furious when he heard that Wang Teng had been beheaded.
The image of Wang Teng's arrogant and domineering demeanor during his past challenge, followed by his despair and downfall, flashed through Jiang Hao's mind.
"In the battle of life and death, if you dare to challenge, you must be prepared to die. But it doesn't matter. I know that's how you Hegemon Body lineage are. You can't accept defeat. Come on, let me see where your previous generation Hegemon Body is stronger than Wang Teng's."
Jiang Hao's voice remained calm and unmoved.
It seems they truly don't take the Overlord Body lineage seriously.
"Arrogant!"
Cang Ming's beard and hair stood on end, resembling purple divine spears, his anger soaring to the heavens.
"I hope your strength will be as tough as your words later on."
A roar erupted, like the roar of a colossal beast at the dawn of creation.
The purple blood within his body, boiling like magma, went completely berserk.
Nine purple dragons of blood and qi, entwined with the chaotic energy of destruction, roared up from the top of their heads and soared into the sky.
In an instant, purple dragons danced wildly, roaring across the starry sea, reflecting endless desolation, and turning most of the desolate edge of the universe into a purple kingdom.
The supreme pressure of the Great Completion Overlord Body was no longer held back, like billions of divine mountains collapsing at the same time, completely crushing this void.
The terrifying power emanating from this Great Accomplished Overlord Body instantly alarmed all the heavens.
The entire universe instantly turned its attention to this.
"This aura... it's Cang Ming, the previous generation's perfected Overlord Body!"
An ancient, powerful being surrounded by chaotic energy cried out in alarm and abruptly stood up.
"He was actually born?"
"His killing intent is so intense, who is his opponent? It looks like Jiang Hao!"
Another elderly man dressed in a star-patterned robe spoke in an extremely solemn voice.
"It seems to be for the sake of Wang Teng, the peerless genius with the Overlord Body who perished fifty years ago. The Overlord Body lineage is extremely protective of its own and fiercely vengeful, so this battle is unavoidable."
"Jiang Shengjun's strength..."
A powerful being stared intently at the still-sitting figure, his tone filled with disbelief.
"Fifty years ago, when I killed Wang Teng, although I was exceptionally talented, my combat strength had not reached the peak of the Quasi-Emperor level, let alone face a ferocious person like Cang Ming."
But now… facing Cang Ming's overwhelming pressure, he seems completely unaffected? What kind of progress is this?
The Heavenly Realm, the Thirty-Three Heavens.
On a jade throne surrounded by auspicious nine-colored clouds, a handsome young man dressed in gorgeous clothes was playing with a flawless jade ruyi.
He was none other than the most powerful genius in the Heavenly Realm, the Son of Heaven.
Suddenly, the jade ruyi spontaneously burst forth with dazzling divine light, the radiance intertwining in the air and reflecting a scene of the desolate edge of the universe.
"Is that Jiang Hao?"
As the emperor grasped the situation, his languid expression vanished instantly, his face drained of color, and his pupils contracted slightly.
"He was actually cornered by Cang Ming in the borderlands? And... this aura..."
A faint, almost imperceptible tremor and suppression emanated from the innate immortal spiritual source inherited from ancient times within his body—an instinctive warning that only arises when facing a higher-level threat.
"Fifty years... In just fifty years of seclusion, what happened to him?"
The Dragon Realm, deep within the Dragon Cave.
On a molten lava star burning with eternal flames, an ancient dragon, whose length is unknown, coils like a mountain range.