340: C340 The War Pattern System Activated

C340 The War Pattern System Activated

"I have to go back!"

The firm voice came back.

Zhan Tianming did not even turn his head. He continued to walk towards the direction of the Misty Valley. At the same time, he threw another dozen Minor Rejuvenating Pills into his mouth. He chewed and swallowed them. He circulated the Nirvana Mantra and quickly refined the medicinal strength.

At this moment, Zhan Tianming's body was still seriously injured.

"The effect of the Minor Rejuvenating Pill is gradually getting weaker. It seems like I need to get a new healing pill formula." Zhan Tianming murmured.

But now was not the time.

Now, he had to find out the life and death of the Little Purple.

This was the top priority.

Behind him, Ji Moyuan looked at Zhan Tianming's figure and shook his head. He didn't say anything else.

Finally, he lowered his head to look at the Hemoptysis beside him.

"Little Demon, let's go."

"Hmph hmph..." The Hemoptysis snorted.

Ji Moyuan also walked in another direction.

As he walked, he smiled in his heart and said, "This human called Zhan Tianming, at least he doesn't completely reject me like the other humans. It seems like after I leave the Devil Clan, I might still be able to live in the human world. "

"Perhaps, I can live a different life in the human world."

"Devil World, I hope we won't meet again."

"Bye bye!"

Ji Moyuan muttered to himself and waved his hand.

He did not want to go back.

Because there were some things that he didn't want to recall, and there were also some things that he didn't want to see.

...

After getting close to Fog Valley, Zhan Tianming first found a place to sit down.

His injuries were still quite serious. If he barged in now, he would only be courting death.

While waiting for the Minor Rejuvenating Pill to recover, Zhan Tianming also opened the Divine Dragon's Supreme System.

"Asura Combat Symbol?"

Staring at a strange rune, Zhan Tianming also began to look forward to it.

He wasn't in a hurry to fuse with it.

"Check it out."

Luck: 20

"Luckily, 20 points of Fate didn't decrease, which means... My luck isn't too bad right now, but I don't know... I survived a great disaster. After that... Can you give me some more luck? Let me successfully fuse this Asura War Symbol? "

Zhan Tianming was looking forward to the Battle Mark system.

He had already failed twice.

The first time he obtained a Tiger Talisman, the fusion had failed.

The second time he obtained a Tyrant Tally, it was still fusion failure.

As for this Asura War Symbol, just the name alone was enough to make one look forward to it. However, whether or not it could succeed was still uncertain.

After a moment, Zhan Tianming's eyes turned cold.

"Fuse!"

"Dingdong!!"

"Congratulations to host Zhan Tianming for successfully fusing with the Asura Combat Symbol. You have activated the Battle Mark system. Would you like to check it out? "

"Yay!"

Zhan Tianming was excited. He accidentally affected the injuries in his body, causing him to grimace in pain.

However, he finally succeeded!

"Check."

Instantly, the Battle Mark system interface appeared in front of him.

Battle Mark: The key to condensing the power of an Ancient God. Only those who have mastered the Battle Mark can restore the former glory of an Ancient God. They possess the power to split heaven and earth, their fists shatter stars, and their feet shake the universe. This was a cultivation system that originated from the ancient era.

Zhan Tianming's eyes widened.

Holy sh * t!

The Battle Mark was actually this strong?

The fist shattered the stars!

His feet shook the universe!

Furthermore, it came from the cultivation system of Paleogene.

Good!

This was definitely a good thing.

With a trace of excitement, Zhan Tianming's gaze continued to sweep over.

Host Battle Mark: Asura Battle Mark

Level: 1

Description: Possesses a Six Paths Asura Divine Power, but can only be used with the Asura Combat Arm.

Note: The host already has the Asura Battle Mark. In the future, when the Battle Mark is fused, the Asura Battle Mark will be the main ingredient. If it is fused with other Battle Marks, the current Battle Mark will be removed, and the Proficiency Level will once again be accumulated.

"Asura Combat Arm?"

Zhan Tianming suddenly understood.

"Check."

Sure enough, when he killed the Asura Beast earlier, he had already used the Asura Combat Arm.

Item: Asura Combat Arm.

Level:?

Description: A necessary item to use the Asura Divine Power. It can be fused with any arm of any creature. The arm that fused with the arm will have a powerful Asura Divine Power. Furthermore, it can also be fused with any arm of any creature. Along with the Proficiency Level's improvement, the Asura Divine Power would also continue to increase. The Asura Combat Arm would also become even stronger.

"It can still be upgraded?"

"Alright!"

"This Asura War Arm is indeed a good thing! "

It's worth it!

This time, the Asura Beast exploded. Although he was seriously injured, it was definitely worth it.

Zhan Tianming pondered.

Now, his left arm was the Divine Dragon arm. If he fused it with the Asura Combat Arm, what would happen?

Or perhaps he could fuse the Asura arm with his right arm?

A thought flashed through his mind.

Zhan Tianming immediately made a decision.

Merge with his left arm!

If he was strong, he could make his left arm stronger. Perhaps, he could even make a super awesome left arm?

"Merge."

"Ding! Ding!"

"[Fuse successful. Host has obtained the Asura Combat Arm. You can use the Asura Divine Power.]"

Zhan Tianming gently clenched his left hand.

Indeed!

A terrifying force spread out from his left arm, as if his grip was enough to crush a huge mountain into powder.

This kind of godly power was indeed not something to be trifled with.

However...

He did not have such a huge hand.

After giving it a try, Zhan Tianming estimated that the strength of his left arm had exceeded the strength of ten dragons.

Compared to the strength of an ordinary Martial Cultivator, this was definitely a huge strength.

An ordinary Martial Cultivator only had a strength of ten thousand Jin, which was equivalent to the strength of a tiger.

And the strength of a dragon was one million Jin!

The strength of ten dragons was ten million Jin!2

The strength of Zhan Tianming's left arm was equivalent to the strength of a thousand Martial Cultivator combined.

How many people could withstand a punch?

Even in the Beast Clan, who had the strength of ten dragons, there were very few people who had the strength of ten dragons in Zhan Tianming's Proficiency Level.

Perhaps, only the Giant Clan would be able to see a lot of things.

After a period of excitement, Zhan Tianming's eyes fell on the last item that had dropped.

Item: Asura Prison Tower

Level: High-grade Emperor Grade

Description: The Asura Prison Tower is firm and eternal, and will last for tens of thousands of years. By using the Asura Battle Mark to activate this pagoda, it can absorb enemies into it. It can suppress hell forever, and every time it suppresses an enemy, the power of the Asura Prison Tower will increase by a fraction. If it was raised to its peak state, its power would directly hit a Divine Grade treasure.

"F * ck!"

After reading the description, Zhan Tianming couldn't help but be shocked.

Didn't he just kill a Nine Star Beast King realm Asura Beast?

To actually drop such a good thing?

His character!

This was definitely a huge blow to his character.

A supreme grade Emperor Grade treasure, after reaching its peak state, could even be compared to a Divine Grade treasure.

This time, he had really made a profit.

Zhan Tianming was overjoyed.

After a while, he calmed down and took out a handful of Minor Rejuvenating Pills, threw them into his mouth, and swallowed them.

In the blink of an eye, five days had passed.

On the morning of the fifth day, Zhan Tianming's injuries had finally recovered by more than half.

Suddenly, his eyes opened, and a bright light flickered within them.

He couldn't wait any longer. If he wanted to wait until his injuries fully recovered, he would need at least three to five days.

Zhan Tianming stood up and looked in the direction of the Misty Valley. Looking at the valley that was still filled with red and purple fog, the fury that had been suppressed in his heart for five days suddenly surged. The True Qi couldn't help but rush out from the valley, causing his clothes to flutter.

A sharp killing intent surrounded his body.

"Hmph! Beast Clan?"

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