Chapter 1348 Mordechai&##x27;s Strength

The physical strength of Mordechai unleashing the full extent of the Sorcerous Combat Body's power
caused the surrounding space to shatter.

His clothes fluttered. At the peak of his strength, Mordechai was a real god of war who fought with his
physical body.

And at this point, he had concentrated all of his strength into his right fist.

"The Sorcerous Combat Body is the strongest physical body. I'm nowhere near as good as Mordechai
in terms of physical strength!" Ricky sighed as he felt Mordechai's increasing power.

"The Ultimate Golden Body is inferior to the Sorcerous Combat Body. Apart from the ancestry devil
body, maybe only the Chaotic Golden Body would be a match for the Sorcerous Combat Body," the
Dragon Intent Grass said. "I hope you don't intend to get jealous or something like that. No one is
omnipotent, after all, and you are no exception."

"Don't worry. I know that," Ricky said.

Once he was sure that all his power had now come together, Mordechai launched his attack on the
ground. His power caused air and dust to billow upwards before settling down to reveal five cracks.

These cracks spread towards the five Two-headed Hyenas and crawled under them.

But they did not stop. Before long, the cracks had spread into space, their power condensing into fist
shadows that smashed their way towards the five Two-headed Hyenas.

These fist strikes looked ordinary, but the hyenas could feel the force of an endless mountain rolling
towards them.

They unhesitatingly gathered all their strength, fully intending to resist this onslaught.



But it was all in vain.

The most powerful thing in a battle for the Two-headed Hyenas was their power of curses. If they used
this power to attack their opponent and failed, they would be slaughtered. They needed it to work, no
matter what.

This was also why the hyenas didn't hesitate as they seized the others' inheritance and luck.

Crack! Crack! Crack! A sharp, shattering sound echoed and the Two-headed Hyenas fell to the ground,
screaming, submerged in the fist strikes. Mordechai looked on, satisfied.

But Ricky urged him to show mercy, and he reluctantly withdrew his strength, leaving the five Two-
headed Hyenas writhing on the ground.

Ricky, Jasper, and Ella were shocked at the power that Mordechai's fist contained.

And although the hyenas' Light Apperception wasn't that strong, they were all one-star middle spiritual
emperors, and their cultivation bases were on par with Mordechai's.

Despite this, just Mordechai's fist had been enough to defeat them.

Ricky and Jasper had to finally admit that they couldn't do it.

"What kind of a fist is this that it can erupt just by relying on the physical body? Even though I'm on a
slightly higher level than Mordechai, I can never bust out such a move!" Ricky said to the Dragon Intent
Grass in awe.

"That's true. Because his fist strike is unique, which only belongs to the Desolate Sorcery tribe," the
Dragon Intent Grass said.



"The sorcerous fist is the most powerful fist in the world. It transcends all other fist skills and is formed
by the power of the physical body and the power of the heaven and earth.

The patriarch of the Desolate Sorcery tribe once used a pair of sorcerous fists to tear through the sky
and earth and enter the Devil Land.

Mordechai is extraordinary. He has mastered the sorcerous fist when he is only a middle spiritual
emperor. The Desolate Sorcery tribe is destined to rise again."

"The sorcerous fist, the most powerful fist of all..." Ricky repeated in a murmur.

Mordechai looked at Ricky in confusion as this conversation carried on.

"Ricky, why are you keeping them alive?" he asked. And then said, "They are incorrigible. Only death
can change them!"

Ricky was usually ruthless and was never merciful to his enemies.

"They are dog creatures, Mordechai. They should do what dogs do," Ricky finally said, smiling
mysteriously.

The other three were even more confused at Ricky's reaction.

"Lad, what do you mean?" the Dragon Intent Grass asked, squinting curiously.

"I think Ricky means to find the devil race with the help of these Two-headed Hyenas," said the Evil
Mandragora.

Ricky laughed approvingly.

"Ha-ha! Evil Mandragora knows me!" he quipped, chuckling.



Ricky then used his runic power to suppress the hyenas into human shapes and locked their souls so
that they were under his control.

Now, the hyenas were no longer arrogant. Instead, they were frightened at the position they now found
themselves in.

The fact that Mordechai had defeated them with just one fist was enough to show the difference in
strength between the two sides.

The weak were obviously afraid of the strong.

"I think you know now that your lives are now under my control. I just want to ask you one question: do
you want to live or die?" Ricky said, his face sharply cold.

"Don't worry. I won't insult you, whatever trade you decide you want to make."

"What do you want?" the leader of the Two-headed Hyenas asked warily.

"Very simple. I want you to use your power to help me find the devil race," Ricky said. "And then, two
years down the line, I will let you go. If not this, then you will have to stay here for the rest of your lives,
and the past devil race will devour your corpses."

Ricky hadn't left the hyenas with a lot of choices.

They had to compromise if they didn't want to die.

Now that they had the help of the Two-headed Hyenas, Ricky and the others felt that finding the devil
race would be much easier. Their points had shot up and in less than ten days, and had crossed one
thousand and five hundred.

More importantly, with these five Two-headed Hyenas beside them, they could avoid a lot of dangers.



"These hyenas seem like God's gift to us," Mordechai sighed to Ricky.

"They underestimated us and thought sending five one-star middle spiritual emperors would be
enough," Ricky said sneeringly.

"It's just wishful thinking on their part if they think they can get their hands on the inheritance of Paul,"
Jasper echoed and smiled.

They then continued on their way, knowing that they could only consider other factors when their points
tally was enough.

It was a while before Jasper suddenly stopped in his tracks. He seemed to have sensed something.

He realized what it was—the power of Eight Diagrams!

"Ricky, are you sure there is no other warrior who cultivates the power of Eight Diagrams except Mike?"
Jasper asked.

"No, I don't think so. Those who cultivate the power of Eight Diagrams are absolute geniuses. Other
than Mike, I have never heard of anyone who cultivates the power of Eight Diagrams in the outer and
central regions," Ricky said, but he paused, thought for a second, and continued, "Unless they hide
themselves from others like you.

What? What did you sense?"

"To be honest, I can vaguely sense another kind of Eight-Diagram power. It is not like Mike's fortune-
telling power," Jasper said. "It definitely exists. The powers of Eight Diagrams can sense each other."

"What is that?" Ricky asked.



"I don't know, but I think it is the initial state of the power of Eight Diagram. It's very likely that this
inheritor hasn't obtained the complete version yet."


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