Born Almighty Warrior

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 claimed

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 place like the Sealed Land where the Desolate 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 explained, "My master, Eli, used all his

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

"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 explanation.

"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 exclaimed, 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 to comprehend 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 black powers within the casket increased,

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

'Only when I comprehend 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 I comprehend 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 flames: the massacring power,

one that was close in strength to the shura power.

The flame 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 of comprehending 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.

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 to comprehend 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 contemplated 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 become 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 Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

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.