Bang!
Du Huaishang was once again sent crashing to the ground from midair, creating a massive crater. His chest caved in, ribs shattered, blood frozen internally without a single drop leaking out.
He struggled to rise, but black qi pierced in and out of his body, corroding flesh and binding his form, leaving him unable to take flight, even struggling to stand.
Within just two or three moves, his injuries had reached such a severe state!
The gap between him and Zuo Hanfeng had widened to such an extent!
After a single punch sent Du Huaishang flying, Zuo Hanfeng didn’t even glance at him. The acute instincts of a Martial Saint expert alerted him to a danger emerging, convincing him that Du Huaishang would be temporarily incapacitated.
His emerald eyes, faintly shadowed with blood, swept over Meng Qi and the others. Raising his right hand, it shimmered with deep blue light, ready to strike.
Without any interference, he was confident this palm strike would eliminate these annoying pests in one blow.
Seeing Du Huaishang severely injured and collapsing, Ruan Yushu’s expression turned ice-cold. Without hesitation, she bit her tongue and spat her essence blood onto the Qifeng Qin (Phoenix Perching Qin).
A true Exterrestrial Realm strike could instantly kill the others without protective treasures. If Zuo Hanfeng wasn’t stopped, aside from herself who possessed the Biluo Immortal Talisman, few would survive!
Her hands glided across the qin, a phoenix cry tearing through clouds and mists, dispelling darkness, as if descending from the ninth heaven, echoing within Zuo Hanfeng’s Yuan Shen (Primordial Spirit).
His Yuan Shen trembled, as though a mythical phoenix from ancient times circled above, birds chirping in reverence to a holy being, wondrous melodies vibrating through the soul.
After playing this note, Ruan Yushu’s face turned deathly pale, but she managed to barely hold on. Compared to the Journey to the West World, her strength had grown immensely.
Zuo Hanfeng’s descending palm slowed. Just as Jiang Zhiwei, who had barely thawed from her freeze, leaped upward, sword in hand, she activated her treasure weapon, Baihong Guanri (White Rainbow Piercing the Sun)!
The sword qi surged, sweeping across miles, slicing through black qi, reaching the heavens, while the sword light was pure and refined, subtly embodying the principles of heaven and earth, drawing in radiant light, dimming the surroundings and overshadowing all other things.
This dimness accentuated the brightness of the sword light, self and others forgotten, entirely merging into the sword qi.
This was one variation of “Sword of No Self,” fully integrating sword principles and power into the treasure sword qi, capable of long-range attacks but consuming more spirit, true qi, and physical strength than before. Already engaged in battle and wounded, Jiang Zhiwei had no choice but to activate secret techniques and burn essence blood.
Once this sword was unleashed, self and others forgotten, heart focused solely on this strike, no longer obscured by floating clouds, freed from all attachments.
The sword qi erupted, defying the heavens, piercing clouds, dispersing dark light, and reaching the slightly delayed Zuo Hanfeng, directly aiming at his forehead.
But compared to when he faced “Dragon Roar Across the Heavens,” Zuo Hanfeng’s strength had increased tenfold. Slightly focusing his mind, he dispelled the influence of the phoenix cry. His descending right hand curled into a finger strike, fingertips alternating deep blue and pitch black, both icy and sinister.
Strangely, this casual finger strike precisely hit the sword tip.
Dang!
A loud metallic clang echoed through the sky, sword qi surging, then freezing, turning into drifting snow.
Jiang Zhiwei landed, retreating several steps, her right arm bent unnaturally, bones shattered, forcing her to switch to her left hand.
Even gaining the initiative and timing, the power of a normal Exterrestrial Realm strike still gravely wounded her.
Zuo Hanfeng’s right hand, “wearing” a claw-like treasure weapon, bore no injury. His eyes seemed filled with sword qi, taking a moment to expel them.
Yet even so, he sustained only a minor injury.
The gap between major cultivation realms was no joke! Even though the divine and demonic descendants who cultivate bloodline powers are slightly weaker than Exterrestrial Realm experts at the same level!
You actually wounded me and killed Master Yin? I’ll tear you all to pieces! After cultivating that cruel secret technique, Zuo Hanfeng’s temper had become violent, losing his former composure and calmness.
Just as he was about to destroy the courtyard and everyone nearby, a sudden extreme sense of danger surged in his heart. Wanting to dodge, he already felt his vitality draining and Yuan Shen escaping outward!
Meng Qi’s expression turned grave. His left hand held an ancient bronze mirror, shining its pitch-black depth toward Zuo Hanfeng, absorbing vitality and devouring souls, filled with the aura of death.
“The Yin Yang Mirror”!
The Yin side brings death, the Yang side reflects life, a Daoist treasure of Divine Grade. If it were the original version, it could kill even high-level experts with ease!
With just this reflection, Zuo Hanfeng’s vision darkened, his Yuan Shen and vitality uncontrollably flowing outward, drawn toward the Yin Yang Mirror.
He realized the danger; if this continued, he would perish here. Thus, he forcefully activated his bloodline, the world behind him shaking, principles manifesting, condensing into a deep blue hornless dragon. Unlike other hornless dragons, this one had two raised bumps on its forehead, glowing pitch black, its scales appearing heavy and solid.
This was Zuo Hanfeng’s “Hornless Dragon Manifestation,” one of the top bloodlines, firmly overpowering the “Solar Golden Crow Manifestation” below the third Earth Grade.
Of course, as cultivation progresses, the “Solar Golden Crow Manifestation,” rivaling the “True Dragon Manifestation,” grows increasingly powerful, eventually suppressing many other manifestations, hence Du Huaishang bore the title “Heavenly King Subduing the World.”
This slightly tangible hornless dragon, accompanied by swirling snowflakes, replaced his Yuan Shen and directly plunged into the Yin Yang Mirror.
Zuo Hanfeng was ruthless enough to sever his own limb for survival!
The “Hornless Dragon Manifestation” entered the Yin Yang Mirror, its surface instantly cracking, emitting deep blue light.
Crack! The imitation Yin Yang Mirror shattered, and the Hornless Dragon Manifestation was completely obliterated.
Zuo Hanfeng’s aura sharply declined, dropping rapidly from near sixth Earth Grade strength to that of a newly entered Earth Grade cultivator. His Yuan Shen trembled, eyes dazed, momentarily stunned and disoriented.
The terror of treasure weapons was evident!
However, Meng Qi had also consumed greatly. He estimated that if he held the original version, he would need at least third Exterrestrial Realm strength to use it, each activation draining him as much as currently activating a treasure weapon or using a Yuan Shen move.
Seeing Zuo Hanfeng falling, Zhao Heng’s pupils constricted. He suddenly leaped, slashing with his sword.
This was the awaited opportunity!
This slash appeared ordinary, yet at the moment it was unleashed, heaven and earth trembled, all attention seemingly converging on Zhao Heng, making him seem like the supreme ruler of this region.
With one slash downward, yin and evil black qi naturally transformed into yang force, inch by inch, accumulating upon Zuo Hanfeng’s body.
Zuo Hanfeng timely regained consciousness, shifting sideways a zhang, taking the slash on his left shoulder.
Silently, his left arm fell, black qi surging, instantly repelling Zhao Heng.
Seeing this slash, for some reason, Meng Qi thought of Gao Lan’s Divine Fist of Heaven’s Will. Could this be the imperial sword technique born from combining the “Eight Sword Strikes of Astonishment” with the Emperor’s Sword?
After being repelled by the dark qi, Zhao Heng, already united with heaven and earth, suffered only minor injuries from natural backlash, blood flowing from his mouth and nose.
His entire body’s pores breathed in the primordial energies of heaven and earth, rapidly restoring his qi and spirit. However, his earlier battle against Yin Lenghui had been difficult and draining, and his previous sword strike had already used secret techniques, making it hard to sustain combat power for long.
Having lost an arm, Zuo Hanfeng let out a deafening roar, seemingly wanting to tear his enemies apart, making Meng Qi feel dizzy, as if a thousand lions were roaring in his ears.
Yet, just as Zuo Hanfeng dodged the astonishing sword strike, he was struck head-on by the “Hornless Cold Dragon,” shaking his body. Wherever it passed, layers of ice formed, crystal clear, both icy cold and dreamlike.
Although he himself bore the hornless dragon bloodline, his manifested form having been destroyed, Zuo Hanfeng could no longer treat Qi Zhengyan’s Exterrestrial Realm sword strike after activating the Dragon Pattern Crimson Gold Sword as trivial.
Layers of ice formed on his body’s surface. Though not penetrating into his flesh or Yuan Shen, it still slowed his movements, leaving him unable to attack.
Meng Qi’s mind remained calm. He directly activated the Self-Sacrifice Formula, simulating the Purple Thunder Force, using it to activate his treasure weapon and unleash “Heaven’s Thunder Five Bolts Smash.”
He leaped high, rising half a body length above the descending Zuo Hanfeng. Using waist and abdominal strength to drive his body, he roared and slashed downward fiercely:
“Sha (Kill)!”
Enhanced by the Muscle Changing Sutra, the power of Thunder Words had significantly increased. This roar was like a bolt from a clear sky, making Zuo Hanfeng’s Yuan Shen vibrate with a buzzing sound.
The long saber slashed downward like a whip, five streams of force indistinguishable from each other, merging seamlessly, one following another.
Dark clouds gathered, thunder roared deafeningly, azure lightning converged, transforming into streaks of heavenly thunder that guided the long saber downward.
Purple electricity colored the descending thunder punishment, making onlookers shudder in fear, causing Jiang Shenghong, flying over, to instinctively pause.
Honglong…
Five tremendous sounds seemed to merge into one, shaking Jiang Shenghong’s entire body, dispersing the surrounding gentle breeze, forcing him to descend slightly to stabilize himself.
Meng Qi gripped the Tian Zhi Shang (Heaven’s Wound), feeling the saber first encounter immense resistance, then under the assistance of thunder punishment, directly slicing Zuo Hanfeng into two halves.
Saber qi radiated outward, azure lightning like clouds, completely enveloping Zuo Hanfeng, carving his body into charred chunks.
Drip, drop… Only now did the rain begin to fall to the ground, like white threads, raising mist, moistening the parched earth.
As Meng Qi’s feet just touched the ground, his gaze suddenly froze, for the flesh chunks on the ground began to move by themselves, quickly gathering into a mass, elongating into the Zuo Hanfeng with green eyes and azure whiskers.
He wasn’t killed yet?!
Was this the effect of the “Ancestor’s” bizarre technique?
Zuo Hanfeng’s aura had weakened significantly, yet still exerted pressure on everyone. Bloodlust dominated his eyes as he roared: “Everyone must die!”
Seeing him seemingly losing sanity, Jiang Shenghong quietly retreated backward.
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