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Chapter 842 - 842: A Heaven-Defying Bad Luck Card?

Chapter 842: A Heaven-Defying Bad Luck Card?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

After hearing the system’s voice,

Only then did Wang Mang nod in satisfaction.

This thing finally came in handy!

Next, he only needed to wait for the effect!

Moreover, this was a top Class 5 Bad Luck Card!

As long as the target hadn’t broken through to the sixth rank, his combat strength hadn’t reached the undefeatable realm.

In that case, this fellow would definitely be affected!

At the same time.

Not far away, Hua Yunfei sent a voice transmission to Wang Mang.

“Brother Wang Mang, when are we going to take action?”

Hearing this, Wang Mang was stunned for a moment before transmitting his voice.

“There’s no hurry. Let’s do it now.”

“This guy should be preparing to break through now.”

After saying that, Wang Mang also felt that it was still a little unsafe.

In the next moment, Wang Mang transformed into his human form.

At the same time, Wang Mang held the God Perisher Cannon that looked like a Gatling gun in his hand.

Seeing the God Perishing Cannon in Wang Mang’s hand, Hua Yunfei was stunned and asked in confusion.

“Brother Wang Mang, what is this?”

Hearing this, Wang Mang grinned.

What is this thing?

Of course, it was good stuff!

After all, he had a high-level God Perishing Cannon!

The power of this high grade God Perishing Cannon could kill Late Stage God Emperors!

He wondered if this God Perishing Cannon would be able to kill Wu Hou.

At the thought of this, Wang Mang started to look forward to it.

However, just as Wang Mang was about to activate it…

He suddenly realized a problem.

Would the barrier be affected?

After all, Wang Mang’s God Perishing Cannon was said to be able to kill Late Stage God Emperors.

But what if its power was hindered by this barrier?

Thinking of this, Wang Mang frowned.

He felt that it was best to open the barrier.

This way, it would not affect the power of his God Perishing Cannon!

However, the problem was that with him and Hua Yunfei, not to mention breaking the barrier,

The moment they appeared, they would probably be intercepted by the five people from Luo Tiancheng’s Nightmare Alliance.

Thinking of this, Wang Mang immediately turned to look at Hua Yunfei and said softly, “Go and spread the news as quickly as possible!”

“As long as the news of the Martial Marquis breaking through to the undefeatable realm spreads, most of the Heaven’s Favorites will come to attack him together.”

Hearing this, Hua Yunfei’s eyes immediately lit up. He immediately nodded and flew into the distance.

He also knew that it would be very difficult to break the barrier with their strength and stop Martial Lord from breaking through.

After all, there were five Nightmare Alliance members who were not weaker than them guarding the door!

At the same time.

At this moment, Wang Mang was also paying close attention to the cave guarded by the Nightmare Alliance.

Wang Mang believed that there was the interference of a one-time top Class 5 Bad Luck Card.

It was impossible for this fellow to successfully break through!

In fact, that was indeed the case.

At this moment, in the cave.

Nightmare Alliance’s boss, Wu Hou.

At this moment, he was sitting on his knees and frowning.

If one observed carefully, they would discover that the power of laws around him was a little unstable.

One had to know that this was an extremely unbelievable thing!

His accumulated foundation was enough.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have chosen to break through to the undefeatable realm.

He had already adjusted his state of mind.

But just as he was about to break through…

The power of laws in his body began to become chaotic.

It was as if he had been disturbed.

Even after adjusting for so long, he was still unable to break through to the next realm.

After a long time, he had no choice but to temporarily stop trying to break through.

His face was filled with anger as he slowly opened his eyes.

However, he soon discovered the problem.

The terrifying black nomological power around him had already crawled all over his body.

These black nomological powers stunned him even more.

This was the power of the Law of Misfortune that had already crawled all over his body. No wonder the power of the Law in his body was so chaotic.

The power of the Law of Misfortune represented inauspiciousness and misfortune among the countless laws.

Because of this, no one would focus on cultivating the power of the Law of Misfortune.

This was because this thing itself represented bad luck and misfortune. The user carried bad luck.

Often, existences who focused on cultivating the power of the Law of Misfortune only had two outcomes. They would kill themselves.

Or it could be heaven-defying!

This was because those who could focus on cultivating the Law of Misfortune could achieve success in their cultivation. It was a synonym that they could not provoke.

In short, the Law of Misfortune was not something ordinary people could withstand. Just like the Law of Luck, these two could not be cultivated casually.

Similarly, if one was able to cultivate the Laws of Luck to the limit, then it would simply be comparable to a human wall, and one could be said to be the son of the Grand Dao.

However, Tier 5 powerhouses did not focus on cultivating a type of nomological power at all. Instead, they contained the power of any nomological power in the world as their cultivation base.

To put it bluntly, it was a hodgepodge of nomological powers.

But the problem was that he did not specialize in the Law of Misfortune!

Why did the Law of Misfortune find him instead?

The Law of Misfortune coiled around his body, unable to be expelled.

Wu Hou’s expression became abnormally ugly.

With these Laws of Misfortune wrapped around his body,

If he dared to continue breaking through.

There would definitely be an accident!

He understood this very well.

This was because he had once encountered a fellow who cultivated the Law of Misfortune.

His cultivation was clearly extremely weak, but he cultivated the Law of Misfortune like a fish in water.

As a result, anyone who wanted to kill him would basically be plagued by bad luck.

He had always kept a respectful distance from such a person, even if he was weak.

This was because this was a man with his own bad luck. No one who followed him had a good ending.

Similarly, those who were unfavorable to him would not have a good ending. They would always be plagued by inexplicable misfortune.

But the problem was that he had never offended anyone who cultivated the Law of Misfortune!

There were too few people who practiced the Law of Misfortune.

It was even rarer than a Supreme-Being!

Could it be that someone had used the Bad Luck Talisman against him?

When he thought of this, Martial Marquis’s face sank.

He felt that this was the most likely possibility!

Misfortune Talismans were very popular in talisman paper.

In particular, high-level talismans were very popular in the market.

These talismans were refined by experts, and the market was huge.

After taking a deep breath, Wu Hou tried to track down the user of the Power of Law.

Unfortunately, there was no way to deduce the outcome. This was also within his expectations.

To use such a thing to prevent him from breaking through, it was definitely because his strength was not as strong as his.

If she was stronger than him, she would not have made such a big fuss for him to break through!

“I don’t believe that your Misfortune Talisman can last long!”

“At most, I’ll wait for the Misfortune Talisman to lose its effect before breaking through to the undefeatable realm!”

With a sneer, Wu Hou sat cross-legged and continued to adjust his condition.

Moreover, he was constantly adjusting his nomological power.

He tried to expel the Law of Misfortune from his body.

But at this moment.

However, Wu Hou discovered in horror.

There were already nearly a thousand geniuses gathered outside the cave.

What the f*ck? What the hell was going on?

He had used a high-level Level 5 Breath Concealing Talisman!

How did these paragons find their way here?

All of a sudden, Wu Hou started to panic..