Talen was dead.
Yet, sixteen supreme powerhouses still surrounded Chen Jiuyang.
Seeing Chen Jiuyang arrogantly declare that he would wait for them to attack.
The crowd did not become angry but rather quiet. For a moment, they did not make a move but surveyed their surroundings.
Their first reaction was that Chen Jiuyang was not alone, and this was a trap.
Chen Jiuyang had landed in the Kingdom of Lighthouse. The Hongmen sect leader, Yan Tianzhi, that old fellow, had once helped Chen Jiuyang. Thinking of Yan Tianzhi's relationship with the Yan Emperor, and Chen Jiuyang's previous act of risking his life to avenge the Yan Emperor.
Xu Dengtian sneered:
"Putting on a divine act!"
His immense magical power erupted, unleashing his Dharma image: "Yaoguang!"
Seeing Xu Dengtian make his move, Jia Fiusheng, Qi Shanhe, Fang Wihan, and Zhao Qian all attacked simultaneously.
Magical power and true qi intertwined. The moves they unleashed now were different from before; with a single strike, they caused the heavens and earth to change color, and streams of light covered the sky.
Chen Jiuyang's true qi and origin, in three colors of fire, red, and blue, erupted and intertwined. His indifferent voice rang out: "Tianyi Sixiang!"
Tadao Hideichiro said gravely: "Be careful, Chen Jiuyang's move is incredibly powerful!"
To everyone's surprise, Chen Jiuyang did not use his bow, but instead...
"Tianlong Pocheng Spear!"
As the voice fell.
"Swish swish swish!!!"
Chen Jiuyang's hand, forged from divine light, runes, origin, and laws, transformed into a gilded phoenix-tailed spear.
Everyone's expressions immediately changed, their hearts trembling:
"How does he know the Tianlong Pocheng Spear!!!"
"Roar!!!"
A pitch-black dragon shadow appeared at the tip of the spear, its colossal dragon body's phantom manifesting between heaven and earth.
Muyun Hai, Xia Yunzhui, Duan Longguang, Jin Gongque, Chen Rushen, and others felt their eyelids twitch violently, their expressions becoming extremely solemn.
Chen Jiuyang, after achieving great mastery in his own blade path, had also learned the Feng family's weapon path, Tianyi Sixiang, and now he was using the Tianlong Pocheng Spear, the Yan Emperor's signature technique. How could this not cast a shadow over their hearts?
That was:
How many trump cards did this person still possess?
The dragon's body roared. Chen Jiuyang held the spear and thrust it forward, accompanied by the spear technique's divine skill:
"Yulong!!"
With a single move, the heavens and earth were suddenly divided, one side black, and the other side filled with the multicolored attacks of the Dharma images.
Long ago, after Yan Hongming was ordered by the Yan Emperor to reside at the Han clan's territory, Chen Jiuyang had learned the Tianlong Pocheng Spear.
The Yan Emperor's Tianlong Pocheng Spear was comprehended through countless battles on the battlefield.
It was perfectly suited for Chen Jiuyang's current situation of fighting against multiple powerful opponents.
"Boom boom boom!!!"
Terrifying shockwaves of air exploded in the sky. Facing the combined assault of five supreme mighty experts, he neither retreated nor evaded, using only his spear to cover all attacks.
The clash was overwhelmingly dominant!
Before the great era, the Yan Emperor had used a single spear to suppress others from daring to enter the Dragon Kingdom's territory. Was there no reason for this?
"Roar!"
The black Heavenly Dragon roared.
Zhao Qian shouted: "Attack!"
Solomon, Andre, Joshua, Sakurai Tenyunkawa, Tadao Hideichiro, and James six individuals instantly attacked, aiming for Chen Jiuyang's back.
There was a bloodline, a body as tough as yellow stone, ferocious vines, a sword qi, a sharp blade aura, and terrifying lightning.
Belonging to different power styles, all their moves struck towards Chen Jiuyang's back.
And in front of Chen Jiuyang, there were still the Dharma image attacks from the five great sacred lands!
The five prodigies from the five great sacred lands had not yet made their move; they were still observing how Chen Jiuyang would handle this situation. At this moment, they had not yet perceived any flaws or weaknesses in Chen Jiuyang. To kill Chen Jiuyang, there was only one chance.
If they missed that opportunity, their own chances of being killed by Chen Jiuyang would be even greater.
These five were the martial prodigies from the five great sacred lands. Their vital energy surged, and they were poised to strike, waiting only for Chen Jiuyang to reveal an opening.
With Dharma images in front and attacks from behind, and five supreme prodigies watching from the side, Chen Jiuyang was instantly trapped in a life-or-death predicament, no longer possessing his previous overwhelming momentum.
Chen Jiuyang's expression darkened. His physical body's vital energy was like a furnace. These people knew that his individual combat strength was extremely high and his foundation was profound. With the five Dharma image attacks pressing down on him from the front and different attacks from behind.
"Divine Skill - Po Wang Sacred Fire!"
After Chen Jiuyang's Pure Yang Body advanced to the Qian Yang Dao Body, he had not used it again, except when facing Ming Chengxian, who had achieved great mastery of the Nine Nether Divine Body.
This was the innate divine skill of his Qian Yang Dao Body.
Petal by petal, lotus leaf flames suddenly appeared, protecting Chen Jiuyang's back.
"Boom boom boom!!!"
A violent explosion erupted. Chen Jiuyang's body swayed. The immense pressure from both the front and back caused his divine body to tremble and cough up blood.
"Reached the limit!?"
Muyun Hai and the others had not yet attacked; they were still observing, their eyes flashing with sharpness.
Chen Jiuyang raised his other hand. The lotus of Po Wang Sacred Fire shattered, transforming into individual petals that attacked towards the people behind him.
Among them, Andre, whose body was as tough as yellow stone, bore the brunt of it. The flames enveloped him, causing him to let out a muffled groan, and then he hammered Chen Jiuyang's Po Wang Sacred Fire with his fists.
The spear in his hand chimed softly. Chen Jiuyang said solemnly:
"Hongming!"
The spear light bloomed, and the gilded phoenix-tailed spear's power greatly increased, piercing through the five Dharma image attacks before him. Then, with a backhand strike, he thrust the spear towards Andre's body.
"Chii—"
This spear only pierced Andre's outer skin; blood did not even flow out.
Andre's terrifying three-meter-tall body looked down at Chen Jiuyang, revealing a ferocious smile:
"Are you just scratching me?"
Chen Jiuyang's eyes turned slightly cold, and he said, "Pocheng!!!"
The spear in his hand was, after all, not a true physical weapon but was derived from divine skill origin. It could not achieve the sharpness of a true divine spear.
The Yan Sheng Saber at his waist remained sheathed. Without using his saber, he could hold his ground and instill a sense of deterrence in those who had not yet attacked.
Another move of the Tianlong Pocheng Spear was activated, and the black Heavenly Dragon phantom eroded Andre's body.
"Hmm?"
It was a force that penetrated his body's surface and was trying to devour his internal power. Andre's expression changed slightly, and he immediately retreated, creating distance between himself and Chen Jiuyang.
The moment he created distance!
Xu Dengtian, Jia Fiusheng, Qi Shanhe, Fang Wihan, Zhao Qian, Tadao Hideichiro, Sakurai Tenyunkawa, James, Solomon, and Joshua's attacks once again converged.
Blade light and sword shadows, myriad techniques unleashed, Chen Jiuyang struggled to cope, falling into a disadvantage.
But Chen Jiuyang's state of unity between man and nature always allowed him to evade the sharpest attacks and injuries.
"This is astonishing!"
"Facing the combined assault of ten supreme powerhouses of the current era, he is only at a disadvantage, not seriously injured!"
"Moreover, under such circumstances, he has not even been forced to reveal all his trump cards."
Duan Longguang stared at Chen Jiuyang, who was at the center of the battle, with fear in his eyes and on his face.
"Why is he so strong!"
"Chen Jiuyang..."
"If he doesn't die today, then in the future, no one will be able to suppress him!"
"Boom boom boom!!!"
Another violent explosion sounded. Chen Jiuyang, intertwined with red, blue, and gold, instantly broke free from the center of the battlefield. The spear in his hand gradually melted and disappeared:
"My spear path, at this moment, is ultimately not refined, nor do I have a suitable weapon..."
Chen Jiuyang's expression was solemn:
"For me, only my perfected archery path can deal with the current situation."
"Come, let's fight to our hearts' content!"