Born Almighty Warrior

Chapter 1387 Bright Ancestral Spirit

"No. I'm going to kill you!" Ricky roared as he finally stood up straight. He wiped away the blood that

was smeared on the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

The black and white mutant burst into laughter. "Well, that's a pity! The truth is, I love talents very

much, and you are a genius if I've ever seen one, but unfortunately..."

As he spoke, the mutant summoned the skill—Origin of All Things in front of himself again.

'My success in this fight is riding on this next move!' Ricky thought, feeling determined.

With his hands at his sides, he created a large seal and turned it into a Flesh Replication.

'From what I already know, this place can't accommodate the Shadowy Replication, but it should be

able to accommodate the Flesh Replication, ' Ricky thought. After all, the Flesh Replication was not an

illusory creature. It was independent.

The only problem was that Ricky's cultivation didn't run deep enough. Otherwise, the Flesh Replication

that he had cultivated would also have its own independent psychic intelligence, making it easier to

activate and fight.

"Oh?" When the black and white mutant saw Ricky's Flesh Replication come into view, his mouth

gaped open slightly. However, his shock didn't last long. All the black and white mutant considered

powerful were the Omnipotent Skills of the Heavenly Ancestral God apart from his own Omnipotent

Skills.

Currently, Ricky had the ability to create two Flesh Replications, but there was already one outside the

space, so all he had available to him at the moment was the other Flesh Replication.

After the Flesh Replication was fully present, it released the Time-disorganizing Skill to make it easier

for its real body to resist the black and white mutant's attack.

Trying to resist the attack was futile, but while the Flesh Replication was smashed to pieces, it bought

time for Ricky to act.

And currently, Ricky was smiling devilishly.

His real body had drowned itself in the Time-accelerating Skill.

The Time-accelerating Skill had many functions. When it wasn't using its offensive power, it could

submerge living beings and accelerate the time in the space that the living beings were in.

Ricky waited. While a short while passed in the other areas, an hour passed in the area where he used

the Time-accelerating Skill.

With the help of the Time-accelerating Skill, Ricky instantly absorbed the bright ancestral spirit from the

space. Then, he activated the power of the two pieces of the mysterious axe.

He needed to refine those pieces and comprehend some of the bright ancestral spirit in the space

before he could carry out his plan.

An hour was not a lot of time, so Ricky had to act fast. He chose to use the fragments of the mysterious

axe to help him comprehend the bright ancestral spirit.

Soon, with the help of the fragments, the chromatic ancestral spirit in Ricky's body carefully merged

with the bright ancestral spirit, forming his own bright ancestral spirit. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Now, the chromatic ancestral spirit in his body was better than it was before.

Originally, the chromatic ancestral spirit he had was the most ordinary, basic type. Now that he had

combined the fragments of the mysterious axe and the bright ancestral spirit from the space, he had

formed the bright ancestral spirit that only belonged to him.

But he still didn't have a high enough grasp on it. The goal was to create pure bright ancestral spirit and

had a better comprehension of the bright ancestral spirit. He wanted to be able to do all of that without

the help of the fragments of the mysterious axe.

As for the dark ancestral spirit, Ricky stayed away from it. He thought that it was only allowed to be

absorbed by the devils.

Ricky had no idea how the black and white mutant could use both kinds of the ancestral spirits.

After the Flesh Replication was destroyed by the black and white mutant, the momentum of the

mutant's skill—Origin of All Things sped up afterward, charging straight for Ricky.

But now, Ricky was full of confidence to confront it.

"Flame Torrent!"

A moment later, Ricky's strength rippled on the surface of his body, transforming into chaotic fire. It

roared into the air, forming a torrent of flame. It wrapped around the bright ancestral spirit in Ricky's

body and rushed towards the attack that the mutant had displayed.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

This time, with a roar and a flash of heat, Ricky's torrent of flame destroyed the black and white

mutant's attack.

The strong anti-seismic force hit the black and white mutant, causing the latter to take several steps

backwards.

"What? You comprehended the bright ancestral spirit!" the black and white mutant exclaimed as he

steadied himself.

"Yes. Now, the ancestral spirit in my body is the bright ancestral spirit. It might not be as strong as

yours or this space's, but it isn't inferior to yours in essence. It's strong enough to kill you!" Ricky

snapped.

When he was in the middle of comprehending the bright ancestral spirit, he realized that the reason he

seemed weaker than the black and white mutant was because of the difference between their ancestral

spirits.

The mutant was a middle spiritual emperor. He could treat the demi-saints like they were powerless

because his ancestral spirit could block many types of power. There was no other reason.

So when Ricky's chromatic ancestral spirit gained the essence of the bright ancestral spirit, the black

and white mutant couldn't hold him back any longer.

Still, there was something else clinging onto Ricky's thoughts.

He had finally figured out why the ancestral spirit of the black and white mutant could suppress the

warriors whose realm and power were far better than his own but he couldn't do that.

It turned out that the suppression from his ancestral spirit was limited to the warriors whose strength

and realm were inferior to his.

"Human, you are smarter than I thought," the black and white mutant admitted, shaking his head.

By that time, he had gathered all of the power on his body.

"Are you saying that you give up?" Ricky asked.

"I have no choice. Now that you have comprehended the bright ancestral spirit, my mutant can't kill you

anymore," the black and white mutant admitted. "However, there's no need to waste your strength on

me. After all, you can't destroy my mutant.

If you managed to, your plan wouldn't work because it's just my mutant, not my real body."

Ricky had been preparing to rush over and destroy the black and white mutant, but he restrained the

impulse.

What the black and white mutant had said was true. What was the point of destroying the mutant

anyway? It was just a mutant.

"You're smart. You've chosen to save your strength," the black and white mutant said with a smile when

he saw Ricky swallow his anger. "Okay, human. We will meet again soon.

Next time, you will encounter my real body. Hopefully you will be able to acquire some real strength of

the Heavenly Ancestral God by then.

Of course, that is under the premise that you won't die before that time. After all, I'm watching you grow

and it scares me in the meantime. I will have to send my subordinates to chase you and try to kill you to

protect myself."

"Your subordinates? Do you mean the owners of the evil mutants?" Ricky asked coldly.

"I have a lot of subordinates." The black and white mutant laughed.

Without waiting for Ricky's response, he started to fade away.

Analyzing the black and white mutant's tone, Ricky knew that the mutant was just a little surprised at

his comprehension of the bright ancestral spirit. The black and white mutant felt zero frustration

towards it.

The real body of the mutant had to be an unbelievably powerful person. The owner didn't show any

anger or fear when he was defeated by a middle spiritual emperor like him. He knew that the owner

was very determined to win the final battle.

'That mutant has some strong will! It lacks joy, anger, and sadness. It is completely unaffected, ' Ricky

thought. 'The real body of the black and white mutant is my ultimate enemy.'

Suddenly, the fragments and the spirit of the mysterious axe in Ricky's Soul Sea shook violently as if

anger ripped through the axe.