"Roar!"
The phantom images of two flood dragons let out roars as they lunged towards Chen Jiuyang.
Mighty true qi surged within his meridians. Chen Jiuyang raised his hand and gently waved, blocking the two flood dragon phantoms three meters in front of him, preventing them from moving an inch further.
The gap between the Invincible Path of Divine Power and the Path of Divine Might became even more apparent after their advancement to the Heavenly Realm.
"Boom!"
Zhou Fangzun, wielding his Fangtian Huaji, charged at Chen Jiuyang, his sharp, wind-piercing halberd aimed precisely and ruthlessly at Chen Jiuyang's chest.
"Divine Might—Po Jun!"
Zhou Fangzun's indifferent voice suddenly rang out.
"Boom! Boom!"
Like exploding cannonballs, terrifying power bombarded Chen Jiuyang. The Fangtian Huaji carried immense force. Though Chen Jiuyang's strength was abundant and his body integrated, the colossal impact forced him to retreat.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
"Clang!"
Chen Jiuyang raised his saber to meet the force of the Fangtian Huaji. Two beams of light, one golden and one ethereal, erupted and clashed, dazzling the eyes.
"Second move—Setting Sun!"
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Chen Jiuyang's body instantly turned from golden to fiery red. In its place, the Yan Sheng Saber in his hand became like flowing fire, resplendent and blinding.
Chen Jiuyang held the saber aloft, the Yan Sheng Saber, as red as lava, then violently slashed down at Zhou Fangzun.
"Whoosh!!!"
This saber, fueled by burning true blood and essence, erupting like lava, landed on Zhou Fangzun.
"Clang—"
"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!"
"Pfft—"
Zhou Fangzun's face contorted. His body instantly turned fiery red, as if scorched. Chen Jiuyang's domineering Six Revolutions Pure Yang true qi surged into him, rampaging wildly within his body. He felt as if lava was burning inside him, causing him immense pain. He spat out a large mouthful of foul-smelling purple-black blood.
Immediately—
Bang!
An explosion sounded from within his body.
"Ch, ch, ch!"
Zhou Fangzun's body instantly erupted with dozens, even hundreds, of wounds. Residual traces of Chen Jiuyang's true qi were present in each wound, which had been scorched to a crisp.
"Hiss!"
Countless people, witnessing Chen Jiuyang's move, felt their scalps tingle and gasped in unison.
"This move is terrifying!"
"How does he circulate his true qi to erode the opponent's body and inflict such damage!"
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Zhou Fangzun coughed up blood violently, his aura extremely unstable. He could no longer maintain his dignified posture.
"Pfft—"
Chen Jiuyang also spat out a mouthful of blood. This move had placed a tremendous burden on his body.
His face was pale, but his gaze remained calm and indifferent. His hand trembled slightly as he raised his saber and looked at Zhou Fangzun, asking calmly, "Do you still have the strength to fight me?"
Zhou Fangzun covered his mouth, blood still flowing uncontrollably from it. He looked at Chen Jiuyang with dimming eyes. Even he had never expected Chen Jiuyang to possess such a terrifyingly destructive move.
It had caught him completely off guard.
If he hadn't been hit by this move, he wouldn't have been so severely injured.
He said nothing, merely taking out a purple token from his embrace.
As this purple token appeared, many people's expressions changed, and they sighed:
"I didn't expect the King of Qian to force the King of Zhennan to use his final trump card. This King of Qian... is truly strong."
"The Chen Shu token bestowed by the Xia Emperor? I didn't think the King of Zhennan would be pushed to this point..."
Someone, looking confused, asked, "What is the Chen Shu token?"
"The aristocratic families have at most the Venerable Realm, while the Five Great Sacred Lands are presided over by Emperors. Though they cannot emerge for a long time... the Xia Emperor's Chen Shu token... let's just watch..."
Zhou Fangzun, coughing blood, crushed the purple token with his other hand: "I, Zhou Fangzun, will not have my injuries worsen within ten breaths."
As his voice fell, Zhou Fangzun slowly closed his eyes. A moment later, his eyes snapped open, and a wave of energy, like boiling water, spread and churned from him. An ineffable power descended upon him, preventing Chen Jiuyang's scorching injuries from further harming him.
"The final move will decide our fate."
Zhou Fangzun spoke, his divine soul and true qi circulating with all their might, a heart-palpitating power furiously gathering.
Chen Jiuyang watched him calmly and murmured, "Finally using a trump card, eh..."
"This is my Divine Might—Unbending!"
The Fangtian Huaji in Zhou Fangzun's hand emitted a sky-obscuring ethereal light, and the entire peak of Mount Tai was instantly plunged into darkness.
"Divine Might, the King of Zhennan has truly used his trump card. Tsk, tsk, with this display, I wonder if the King of Qian can withstand it."
"Unbending, it's actually this move. This is going to be good. The King of Qian might be defeated."
Many elders were discussing.
Chen Jiuyang looked up at this move. The tip of the Yan Sheng Saber in his hand suddenly ignited with golden flames, which then rapidly spread, enveloping Chen Jiuyang.
The terrifying saber intent was incredibly sharp. The flames seemed not like fire, but burning saber energy, causing even the nearby rocks of Mount Tai to turn to dust and vanish.
"This saber is called Qian Yang!"
Qian! Ultimate!
This saber expressed Chen Jiuyang's true heart and intention.
The next moment.
A spear was swung, a saber was cleaved!
"Rumble!"
Heaven and earth changed color. Firelight and ethereal light mingled, rendering Mount Tai's peak devoid of daylight!
Sand and stones flew, fierce winds howled!
Explosions echoed incessantly. The momentum of these two moves was terrifyingly extreme, surpassing many people's imagination of martial arts.
Some reincarnated immortals observing in secret broke out in cold sweat: "My heavens, has martial arts developed to this extent? With our immortal arts, we don't seem to be their match."
Wu, is battle.
Xian, seeks longevity.
Several breaths later, the light dispersed.
"Pfft—"
Zhou Fangzun's spear pierced Chen Jiuyang's body, pinning him to Mount Tai. Chen Jiuyang coughed up blood violently, his eyes dimming: "Well done, Unbending. This King... has... learned..."
Chen Jiuyang then fainted, blood flowing ceaselessly from his body, seemingly unstoppable.
"Cough cough... cough cough..."
The Yan Sheng Saber had deeply embedded itself into Zhou Fangzun's shoulder, flesh and blood separating in a gruesome manner. Zhou Fangzun coughed up blood violently, extremely weak:
"Well done, Qian Yang. This King understands your intentions."
"Boom!"
The rock on the peak of Mount Tai, bearing the two of them, suddenly shattered into countless fragments. Zhou Fangzun's figure then plummeted from the peak of Mount Tai.
This scene left countless people's minds blank.
What was the outcome of the battle between the King of Qian and the King of Zhennan? Who had won and who had lost?
This battle of the two kings had been fought too fiercely.
The Sword Holder of Longjing roared, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry and save them! Do you want our Dragon Country to lose two kings in one day?"
He had arrived at Mount Tai long ago to observe this battle.
Stirred by the Sword Holder of Longjing's roar, many people snapped back to reality. They quickly divided into two teams. One team rushed down the mountain to save the King of Zhennan, and another team went to save the King of Qian.
Within an hour, the martial arts world of the Dragon Country was shaken. Both the King of Qian and the King of Zhennan were severely wounded and in critical condition!
Urgent!
(Volume Two Ends, Volume Three Begins)
A concluding remark for the volume.
Long dwelling in the mortal world, the heart's desires are hard to resolve,
Wearing down sorrow and joy, roaring against the tide.
Now in this turbid world, bound to the azure sky,
Slay all unhappiness and seek逍遥.