Chapter 1329 Comprehending The Shura Power


    "So this is indeed the Shura Casket!'' Ricky thought, shocked.


    But he recovered quickly enough to respectfully say, "Nice to meet you, sir!" The figure who imed


    itself to be the Shura Casket nodded at him in response and said, "This is a Sealed Land. Rex, a


    spiritual potentate from the Corpse Blood Devil tribe, is sealed in the array behind me."


    "I''m now in a Sealed Land, and a spiritual potentate from the Corpse Blood Devil tribe is sealed here


    along with me," Ricky repeated, dazed, as he tried to digest the information that the figure was giving


    him.


    He was shocked and confused; shocked that a spiritual potentate would be stranded here, and


    confused as to how this spiritual potentate had been trapped in a Sealed Land like this. He wondered if


    there was a rift which led to this ce like the Sealed Land where the Deste Sorcery tribe had been


    trapped.


    But he ruled out that possibility. He realized that since the Blood Zombies and Devil Zombies had made


    it here, anyone could enter this Sealed Land.


    The strange figure noted the confusion on Ricky''s face and exined, "My master, Eli, used all his


    strength to make the sealing array. That''s why I can control this ce."


    "Eli was a spiritual potentate from the Shura tribe in ancient times," the Dragon Intent Grass informed


    Ricky at this time.


    "My master''s battle with Rex left him with little energy. It cost him his life to seal the devil here. He used


    the rest of his strength to create the array and the Sealed Land. He hoped that the power of heaven


    and earth would weaken Rex and slowly kill him.


    The blood-colored hand you saw is the core of the sealing array. Every once in a while, I collect the


    power in the Corpse Blood Devil Rivers and the Corpse Lair and transform it into the shura power to


    get the array working.


    That''s why you saw those things," the Divine Bellicose Casket continued its exnation.


    "I see!" Ricky said, really seeing what the figure was telling him. He felt only respect for Eli, even


    though he had never heard of him before.


    He respected all of those who sacrificed their lives fighting the devil race.


    "You saw that scene because I let you see it. I did it to draw you and that young man from the Phoenix


    tribe here," the figure went on.


    "What? Why did you do that?" Ricky eximed, baffled.


    "Because I need your help. Many warriors have entered the Corpse Lair recently, but I can tell that you


    two are stronger than any of them," the figure said simply.


    "That''s why the casket deliberately drew you here," the Dragon Intent Grass said.


    ''The saying that curiosity killed the cat is right! If I were in the devil race''s territory, I would probably


    have died a long time ago, '' Ricky thought.


    He then asked politely, "Is there anything I can do for you, sir?" He was determined to do whatever he


    could to eliminate the devil race.


    "Oh, there''s no hurry. I will observe you two and choose one of you to do me a favor," the figure said.


    "Of course, I will reward you with some of my master''s possessions if you help me."


    Ricky''s eyes lit up in excitement. Even saints would want to get their hands on a spiritual potentate''s


    stuff. He was just a spiritual emperor. One could imagine how thrilled he was when he heard what the


    figure said.


    "What should I do? How can I make sure you choose me?" he asked eagerly.


    "You will have ten days toprehend the shura power within me. That''s your mission. If you are able


    to do this, you will pass the test," the figure replied.


    As its voice trailed off, the strength of the blood-colored and ck powers within the casket increased,


    causing an immense power to appear. It was the shura power.


    ''Only when Iprehend the shura power can he choose me to do him a favor. Interesting, '' Ricky


    pondered.


    "It''s more like a chance for you to grow strong than a test. You should seize this opportunity and try to


    master the shura power," the Dragon Intent Grass said.


    "Got it!" Ricky nodded gravely.


    In the other casket, the same happened to Steve.


    "Once Iprehend the shura power, I can get my hands on Eli''s stuff. What a good day!" Steve


    murmured, thrilled, as he looked at the power that was now emerging inside the casket.


    And then, he was on scarlet fire, the shadow of a phoenix emerging from behind him.


    As his momentum increased, another power appeared in the scarlet mes: the massacring power,


    one that was close in strength to the shura power.


    The me began to change.


    Ricky, on the other hand, released the massacring power and fiendish power, both of which began to


    spread through the casket.


    The shura power, at the same moment, burgeoned immensely, forming blood-colored figures.


    These figures rushed towards Ricky.


    "Go to hell!" Ricky shouted as he dashed towards them.


    The shura power was the ultimate massacring power. There was no other way ofprehending it


    except achieving this goal during a killing process.


    As he fought the shadows, Ricky thought about why he wanted to master the shura power.


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    He killed to protect the things he cared about. He would and could never forget this reason. The Shura


    tribe was one of the main forces that fought against the devil race. That was why he believed that using


    the shura power to kill others was a way of protecting the people that Ricky cared about.


    However, he sensed that the shura power around him contained no other emotion except for pure


    killing intent.


    This confused him and try as he might, he was unable toprehend the shura power. Instead, he


    became more confused.


    ''The key is probably the contradictoriness. I just hope I can get some hint from the shura power, ''


    Ricky thought as he contemted the situation.


    He then focused his powers on hunting the blood-colored figures down.


    His opponents were strong. He had to take them on using the power of his Devouring Mutant.


    Ricky''s eyes turned bloody and his mind emptied of all thoughts, except one. All he knew was killing.


    But deep down within his heart, he knew why he was killing the figures. He hadn''t forgotten.


    He would rather give up if the cost of cultivating the shura power was forgetting what he wanted to


    defend.


    It took him days of fighting to immerse himself in the task at hand.


    He had now be a killing machine.


    But soon enough, Ricky''s bloody eyes began to clear up, as if he had had an epiphany. The


    massacring power he radiated changed along with it.


    At this point, the blood-colored figure, which was the manifestation of the Divine Bellicose Casket,


    appeared in the casket. "Well done!" it remarked as it looked admiringly at Ricky. "He has the


    Devouring Mutant and has even mastered the fiendish power. I think he is the right person to cultivate


    the shura power!"


    However, the Divine Bellicose Coffin hesitated.


    It was in a dilemma, because Steve was also close to finishing his task.


    On the seventh day, Ricky stopped fighting and the blood-colored figures began to dissipate. Ricky


    opened his eyes and whispered, "I know now what the ultimate massacring power is."


    He then rolled his eyes and as he activated the Devouring Mutant, the massacring power appeared


    again.


    The power he now unleashed was different. It contained no emotion.