Nine faster-than-sound blast waves blew up across the white ritual jade terrace in a single ear-splitting roar.
Before the towering black granite gates of the royal tomb hall, the Nine-Headed Corpse Hydroid came together on Lu Chen with the moving fury of falling siege bolts. It tore the air into screaming ribbons of sonic distortion.
High Eunuch Wei’s open ribs convulsed with high-pressure spasms, his purple court robes shredded by the erupting bone spurs as he drove the segmented necks forward in a lethal, packed strike across the flat stone slabs.
Lu Chen didn’t retreat onto the approach bridge.
He stood his ground squarely upon the terrace, his boots locking into the dark rock seams. His balance point dropped two inches, his broad back muscles and core belly wall bracing like solid cast iron.
Within his chest, the Nine Revolutions Blood Embryo spun at thirty thousand rotations per minute, streaming a fierce baseline blood heat of eighty-five degrees. Waves of dry heat tension rippled through his muscular tissues, stoking the blood fire.
In his right grip, the twenty-eight-pound Great Blood Severing Cleaver hummed, internal valves already pre-heating the star-iron spine.
The Twelve-Layer Iron Bell Body engaged at Tier 4.
