“Tsk!”
A sharp whistle rang out, followed by a streak of glowing green light that shot forth and struck the miniature tower. The impact sent it rolling mid-air, wobbling in the void with a curving trajectory.
“You go too far,” the little tower fumed. Several of its levels began to radiate light simultaneously, and from it flew forth a ravenous Taotie beast, immense and ferocious, its maw wide open, absorbing everything as it surged forward to confront its enemy.
The golden sixteen-foot dharma body trembled. With a mere point of the bamboo staff in its hand, Daoistic principles surged forth, meeting the Taotie head-on until with a “Crack!” it struck the beast between the eyes. The Taotie rolled backward and vanished into nothingness.
The Western Patriarch was an extremely powerful figure. Though his movements lacked outwardly grandeur, each strike landed at a critical point, causing unbearable discomfort, subtly imbued with the supreme power of cosmic order.
They had already plunged deep into the Ancient Divine Realm, and the golden dharma body had locked its sights on the little tower, engaging it in relentless battle. Others occasionally joined in the assault, bombarding the tower with laws of Heaven and Earth like roaring thunder.
Naturally, the primary goal of these beings from above was still to seal the immortal being.
Golden wings flapped, releasing a heavy golden mist along with surging divine power waves, shaking the ancient land beneath until it began to crumble. The Ancient Divine Realm suffered unimaginable devastation.
The immortal being fought fiercely, giving its all in combat, tearing across the sky with resounding Dao echoes. It was incomparably mighty, its body exuding an ultimate strength.
Around it swirled a swirling nebula, seemingly eternal, with an ancient river of stars cascading down like glowing waterfalls, radiant and magnificent.
Dang!
Its left shoulder withstood the strike of the Five Elements Mountain, shaking its whole body. Yet using that force as leverage, the immortal being’s right palm spat forth a five-colored divine radiance, aimed directly at the mighty one astride the ox.
Clang!
The opponent drew forth a celestial sword; in an instant, the blazing swordlight became eternal, slicing through all tangible matter.
The five-colored divine light was severed, its sharp edge unstoppable, continuing to slice toward the immortal being — an awe-inspiring sword Rainbow sliced through the heavens!
The immortal being shook its wings, unleashing endless thunder, within which golden feathers interwove. With a deafening explosion, the thunderstorm altered the swordlight’s path, redirecting it to strike the Ageless Immortal Sovereign instead.
Qiang!
The Ageless Immortal Sovereign clasped the Heaven-Holding Seal, unleashing an astounding magical force to resist the sword Rainbow and neutralize the deadly blow. Then, without pause, he launched another assault toward the immortal being.
Pu!
Besieged, the immortal being’s situation turned dire. Not yet having restored its energy, it suffered a grievous wound, and a mouthful of golden blood sprayed forth, piercing the void itself. Some blood droplets fell, turning the mountains below into ashes — none could withstand the potency of its true blood.
Letting out a mighty roar, it furiously absorbed the essence of Heaven and Earth to strengthen its body and replenish its life-source. It needed an immeasurable amount of divine energy to return to its peak.
Where is the Willow God? Shi Hao wondered; upon entering, its presence had suddenly vanished, hidden within the void.
It wasn’t just him — others searched as well, continuing their battle while delving deeper into the Ancient Divine Realm in search of great opportunities.
All knew that a supreme treasure was about to manifest within this realm. Earlier, someone had triggered the restrictions, releasing a staggering ripple, which exposed the hidden treasure.
Clearly, the Willow God had successfully slipped through the restrictions, which unsettled the others. Amidst their battle, they scoured the space, their consciousnesses vast as oceans, probing every inch of the void.
The Ancient Divine Realm was vast and a world unto itself.
Thus, they continued their battle while searching.
At this moment, the little tower unleashed its fury, seemingly provoked by the Western Patriarch. It glowed pure white, translucent and dripping with immortal Daoistic principles, which it used to freeze the green bamboo staff.
Then, its several tower levels separated into chaotic lights, each racing toward the golden sixteen-foot dharma body, exuding boundless divine energy capable of shattering the void.
Having been repeatedly harassed and struck, it had long since grown angry and ceased retreating, now unleashing its might without restraint.
These tower levels radiated terrifying divine might, each glowing with chaotic light — fearsome and invincible, exuding a heaven-shaking force that summoned forth primordial chaos.
The golden sixteen-foot dharma body trembled. Though mighty, it could not be omnipotent. As the enraged little tower charged, it swatted away the threat with a golden hand, the sound reverberating across the world.
Shi Hao inhaled sharply. Safeguarded within one of the tower levels, he saw clearly how that golden hand tore through space, laws of Heaven and Earth swirling around it, as if countless stars were being born and dying in the distance.
No wonder it could clash with the little tower itself — such a technique was rare through all history. That golden body was peerless in its might.
However, after the little tower unleashed its full power, the battle quickly intensified. The several tower levels, like falling heavens, struck the golden dharma body in unison.
Dang!
Behind the Western Patriarch’s head, a massive golden disc appeared, resembling a blazing sun, blocking the tower level. Upon impact, divine laws manifested, radiating light in all directions.
“Seal it!”
The little tower roared. The divided tower levels surrounded the golden sixteen-foot dharma body, turning the battlefield into a cage. They converged, pressing inward, attempting to reform the true divine tower.
Boom!
An aura of supreme divinity erupted, vast and grand, as if a universe were being born anew, infinite star rivers replaying their cosmic dance. The little tower reformed its true body and sealed the golden dharma body within.
Simultaneously, Shi Hao and his parents were teleported outside by the tower.
Shi Hao bore witness, his heart shaken. The little tower was indeed formidable, daring to swallow the Western Patriarch for refinement? Though it was only a projection, the act alone was world-shaking.
Chants echoed throughout the heavens as the golden tower radiated brilliance. The supreme being inside surged, attempting to break free.
“What immense power!” Shi Hao exclaimed.
The golden dharma projection permeated every part of space, affecting all souls, as if seeking to convert all beings, its Dao reverberating with ear-shaking resonance.
Clearly, the little tower had no intent to fight to the death, so with a mere tremble, it expelled the golden dharma body again.
Though only a projection, for a short time, it was indistinguishable from the true body. The sixteen-foot golden form radiated light, sitting cross-legged in the void, imperishable through endless calamities, chanting incantations.
“Chih!”
One golden beam after another, resembling chains, spread toward the little tower, attempting to ensnare it.
The little tower sneered, uttering a sharp command: “Explode!”
In the previous clash, it had swallowed the golden dharma body and laid down a layer of chaotic principles. At its signal, a massive detonation erupted from within.
The space around the golden dharma body collapsed, surging with divine power, plunging it into darkness, even dimming its golden radiance.
Combat at this level was unimaginably terrifying — killing one another was close to impossible; they were near-immortal, requiring special methods to end, though the cost to the attacker would be equally catastrophic.
The darkness dissipated, and golden light flared in the void. The broken space reassembled, and the sixteen-foot golden figure remained seated, indestructible through myriad calamities, shining even brighter with sacred brilliance.
Still chanting, it extended its arms, generating more and more golden limbs. In an instant, a thousand golden arms had appeared, each striking toward the little tower.
The Thousand-Armed Golden Dharma Manifestation!
This was an unparalleled divine technique, the ultimate combat form of a supreme being, unleashed only during life-or-death struggles at this level.
The little tower gave a startled cry, struck by several golden limbs, and was sent flying backward. It hadn’t expected such determination — the Patriarch was attempting to capture it.
“You still want to subdue me as a divine weapon? Your ambitions are quite bold!” the little tower sneered.
Of course, there was hidden history here. In ancient times, during a celestial war, the tower had once stolen a crucial relic — a sacred sarira — from the Western Sect, prompting a vengeful pursuit by the sect.
Boom!
The little tower was struck again, sent flying.
With a deafening blast, it fought back fiercely, radiating light and expanding in size, countless times over, it summoned Shi Hao, bringing him to sit upon its tower surface.
“Borrow your divine might!” the little tower declared.
It had only four tower levels remaining — its strength was insufficient. This incarnation had suffered grave losses; if the battle continued much longer, it would likely face serious consequences.
Weng!
The little tower felt an immense surge of divine power enter it, channeling the glyphs along its chest to form an order-bound chain that struck toward the sixteen-foot golden dharma.
Protected in the chaos, hidden within the void, Shi Hao sat atop the tower, indirectly joining the fray.
Using Shi Hao’s divine might, the tower activated his Supreme Supreme Emperor bone, unleashing a terrifying ripple. Supreme radiance danced forth, accompanied by heavenly Dao harmonies, clashing with the chanting sounds.
Boom!
The battlefield exploded, sending both sides reeling backward.
“Hurry! Protect my parents!” Shi Hao cried anxiously, fearing collateral attacks.
Though vast and boundless, this world could not withstand such a battle — contact with it could destroy all existence, potentially tearing the realm apart.
The little tower radiated light, releasing several formation flags from within. They plunged into the land below, shrouding one area, before vanishing from this world entirely.
Far away, the broken void healed. The sixteen-foot golden dharma reemerged. No longer seated, it held a thumb-thick bamboo staff, glowing with a faint green aura, striking forward.
Though simple in appearance, this strike carried terrifying power of cosmic laws. Shi Hao was deeply shocked, sensing that the move contained principles resembling the Primordial Truth.
Before the bamboo staff, space warped, the universe as if collapsing, with countless stars appearing and vanishing. It was too terrifying.
Boom!
Even more horrifying was that the wounded immortal being rushed toward this side, drawing the Ageless Immortal Sovereign and the others into pursuit.
The group formed a circle, surrounding both the little tower and the immortal being, launching a combined assault. Various divine lights illuminated the sky as they descended, attempting to crush them both.
“Borrow divine might!” the little tower roared again.
An immense surge of vitality emerged in Shi Hao’s chest, radiating light like a miniature sun with a small figure seated within, chanting sacred verses.
Though not yet fully matured, the power of this bone still echoed through the heavens. Shi Hao, seated atop the little tower, wrapped in chaotic radiance, exuded an aura of Supreme Supreme Emperor might!
This display caused the others to exchange glances of surprise and growing desire, their strikes intensifying as if they were tearing open the heavens themselves, radiant Radiant Light flying in all directions, as though the cosmos were nearing annihilation.
The situation grew dire. Surrounded by mighty beings, all of whom gave their all in attack, the battlefield boiled in destruction.
Pu!
Again, the immortal being spat golden blood, staggering backward, taking refuge behind the little tower.
The little tower cursed aloud, enraged.
Hu-lu-lu!
Suddenly, in this critical moment, several blazing order chains surged from the void, each racing toward the golden sixteen-foot dharma, the Ageless Immortal Sovereign, the Five Elements Mountain, and the warrior astride the ox.
“Willow God!” Shi Hao shouted in his heart, instantly recognizing the savior.
Those crystalline willow branches transformed into dazzling order chains, unstoppable in their might. With a “Puh!” The Ageless Immortal Sovereign was struck first — the formation diagram over his head exploded into fragments.
Another willow branch coiled around the sixteen-foot golden dharma, attempting to chain this supremely powerful Patriarch!
Another divine chain surged forth, vibrating with a deep hum, causing the void to tremble, aiming directly at the brow of the swordsman carrying the celestial blade, shaking the heavy purple aura from his presence.
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