Chapter 940: Chapter 660: Ever-Changing Divine Skills Battle Against Bi Fang
The Beidou God Monarch descended majestically.
As a Fierce Fighter, his aura was closer to that of a Tianxia Fighter.
A domineering aura emanated from his brow, with a brilliant virtual image of the Beidou starry sky solidifying behind him.
A Fierce Fighter trains the body first, then the fighting spirit.
Upon reaching the First Realm, everyone awakens a fighting spirit within them.
Grass, wood, bamboo, and stone are Low Class; birds and beasts are Intermediate; mountains, rivers, sun, and moon are Top Class.
The Beidou God Monarch possesses the Top Class "Beidou Seven Stars" fighting spirit.
Hence, the Beidou Region gets its name.
Lu Chenzhou laughed, "Those who gain the Dao receive much help, those who lose the Dao receive little. Yan Ming, your end has come."
Yan Ming Realm Venerable’s face turned ashen, he laughed in anger, "Beidou, the Divine Alliance has nothing to do with your Beidou Region. It’s one thing to send your subordinates to support Mystic Sky, but to enter the fray personally, do you really think I’m a pushover? Hah, so it’s true that even the mighty tiger falls to the dogs when it loses its strength."
The Beidou God Monarch simply laughed, "No connection? Yan Ming Realm Venerable, you forgetful soul. Back during the Water Mansion trial, didn’t your Red Feather Divine Race pursue my disciple Osi relentlessly?" Spreading his arms, the starry fighting spirit behind him pressed towards the city walls of the Xuanshan Realm’s camp.
Xuanshan Venerable immediately felt an immense pressure, thinking to himself, "Is Beidou this strong?"
Without considering Divine Artifacts, Beidou was already a match for him.
This guy hasn’t been cultivating for long, only around a thousand years or so.
Humans truly are loathsome!
The more Xuanshan Venerable thought, the angrier he became, swinging the God Beating Stick, fighting one against two, and surrounding Beidou and the Seven Sons of Hanhai with a gale from the stick.
No one held back in the battle that would decide both sides’ destiny; a fierce fight erupted from the start.
"With the aid of the Beidou God Monarch, the situation is much improved." Lu Chenzhou mused.
"To swiftly kill Yan Ming on my side, there’s only one way: deal a severe blow to Yan Ming, then use the Scythe of Death God to harvest. Given my current cultivation, unless I use Devouring Heaven and Earth, I’m matched evenly with Yan Ming, both finding it difficult to break each other’s moves. Prolonging the fight would lead to a test of endurance; I can hold on, but I can’t be sure the others can withstand under the Divine Artifacts for long. If the defense crumbles and I’m surrounded by the four major Venerables wielding Divine Artifacts, my life could be in danger. It seems I must make a gamble."
Lu Chenzhou sighed inwardly.
Plans couldn’t keep up with changes.
The Divine Alliance had never used their Divine Artifact in full force, so no one knew its power.
Now seeing it, one could only marvel at the Divine might.
Even top treasures like Myriad Feather Mountain and Dragons Palace were overshadowed by their Divine Artifact.
Not to mention ordinary treasures and incomplete treasures.
Realizing this, Lu Chenzhou’s Hammer Technique grew more ferocious, activating Devouring Heaven and Earth, with even greater momentum!
Yan Ming Realm Venerable thought to himself, "Is this guy planning to fight to the death? He has an Undying Body, my usual methods can’t kill him. I must find the right opportunity to break through the Hammer Technique’s defense, then deplete the Original Divine Blood, and unleash the residual Bi Fang Divine Power within the Divine Sword to annihilate his Undying Realm body using Bi Fang Divine Fire."
In truth, he couldn’t even bring out one percent of the power of the Clan’s Sacred Artifact right now.
Divine Artifacts must be driven by True God Power.
But he was only at the Eighth Realm; where would he get True God Power?
Therefore, he could only burn Divine Blood to operate the Divine Artifact.
Divine Blood comes in two kinds: ordinary Divine Blood and Original Divine Blood, similar to True Spirit Essence Blood.
The former can regenerate continuously; the latter, once consumed, harms the foundation and takes a long time to recover.
"No more delays. Humans advance too quickly. The longer the war drags on, the worse it becomes for us. Another batch of Eighth Realm fighters might appear in three or five years."
Yan Ming Realm Venerable also made up his mind.
His muscles bulged, blood vessels burst, leaking fine golden-red blood.
Upon closer inspection, the blood was composed of countless Natural Dao Texts, holding the mysteries of universe creation.
The red-golden blood transformed into a mini Bi Fang and flowed into the Bi Fang Divine Sword.
The Divine Sword vibrated, the Broken Sword began to reforge under the flames, as if returning to a time of ancient primordial wilds.
A red-armored Divine Person inspected the world, flames scorching the sky, reddening the earth for countless miles.
An unimaginable force made Yan Ming Realm Venerable’s momentum rise from the Third Step, approaching the Kunxu Ancestor.
The surging Divine Power swept across the Ruins Sea for hundreds of thousands of miles, causing other strong figures to retreat involuntarily.
"Has Yan Ming erupted?" the Spirit Phoenix Dominator narrowed their eyes.
"Now, Yan Ming has surpassed the Star-devouring Sword Demon, estimated to be not weaker than the Black Boat Ancestor and Sword River Great Saint, perhaps even stronger."
The bald giant man had a serious expression, noting the vast gap in strength compared to the other three major Venerables.
Whether the Divine Race can step into the Third Step is crucial.
It depends firstly on their inherent strength and secondly on whether they can unleash the power of their Divine Artifact.
The other three Venerables couldn’t even bring out a thousandth of their Divine Artifact’s power because they were too weak.
But Yan Ming had begun to gradually release the Divine Artifact’s power.
So once the Divine Race steps into the Third Step, they represent the most top-tier combat power in the Great Universe, not weaker than Kunxu.
"Such influence, even at a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles, makes me feel suffocated..." said the Hanhai Sect Lord, his gaze shocked.
Though they were both in the Eighth Realm, they were worlds apart.
Without Lu Chenzhou leading the campaign against the Divine Alliance, it would have surely been a one-way trip to defeat.
Yan Ming alone could defeat everyone one by one.
"Can we withstand this?" murmured the Yaochi Immortal, a tad worried.
"Hahaha, so this is true power!" At this moment, Yan Ming’s body swelled to a thousand miles high, like a small asteroid, with the Bi Fang Divine Sword in hand, akin to the legendary Destructive Sword wielded by the Flame Demon of Tianxia’s Western tales, flowing with a fluid of millions of degrees, incinerating all.
"Lu Chenzhou, take this sword of mine!"
Yan Ming swung his sword, slashing with the fire sword Qi in the form of a Bi Fang Divine Bird, twisting space and time as it approached.
At this moment, he was extremely confident that under this sword strike, only Kunxu Ancestor could withstand it in the Great Universe.
The intense threat of death made Lu Chenzhou’s back hair stand on end; he dared not face it head-on and swiftly dodged.
Yet this sword seemed to be omnipresent, with sword light and flames enveloping him.
"Chaotic Ancient Eighteen Hammers!" The hammer technique surged out like tidal waves, creating a gap in the flames.
A Golden-winged Roc engulfed in flames flew out like a Fire Phoenix.
"It’s useless; you cannot escape this sword. Become ashes under the Bi Fang Divine Fire."
Yan Ming wore a look of death’s certainty, his face pale.
This sword had consumed much of his Original Divine Blood; if it failed, he would have to temporarily avoid Lu Chenzhou’s edge.
The Bi Fang Divine Bird caught up with the Roc, releasing temperatures of millions of degrees, like the sun’s core, as the Roc’s golden divine feathers turned to ashes inch by inch.
"What’s the use of transforming into a True Spirit? Can you be faster than the Bi Fang?" Yan Ming laughed loudly.
Suddenly, the Golden-winged Roc in the flames seemed to be reborn from the fire, turning from a phantom into reality.
In Lu Chenzhou’s mind, the Martial Arts Tree sent a prompt.
[You consumed a portion of Wind Thunder Golden Roc Essence Blood and used True Spirit Transformation...]
This essence blood was a gift from Black Boat Ancestor.
"Come, let me witness the true ultimate speed!"
The Golden-winged Roc’s eyes shone brightly, its golden feathers resonating with time and space, its entire body seemingly in a quantum state.
"Divine Power: Heavenly Golden Light!"
The long-lost top-level Escape Skill Divine Ability reappeared in the world.
At that moment, a golden light flew forward, with sword light chasing behind.
In an instant, it covered hundreds of thousands of miles, nearly reaching light speed.
"How is this possible?" Yan Ming Realm Venerable’s expression changed slightly.
He had thought Lu Chenzhou’s transformation was merely an illusionary True Spirit form, unaware he could master the True Spirit’s innate Great Divine Power.
In the divine skill state, the Roc Essence Blood was rapidly consumed.
Taking this opportunity, Lu Chenzhou transformed into a beam of light, striking towards Yan Ming Realm Venerable.
"It’s useless!" Yan Ming Realm Venerable lifted his sword to block, as the Bi Fang Divine Fire transformed into a flame world, enveloping him.
The barrier formed by the Divine Sword would take even the Third Step a long time to break.
Bang! The Roc collided with the flame world, rippling out circles of waves.
"Can you see? This is the means of a God, which you mortals can never touch."
Yan Ming countered with another sword at the Roc, consuming more Original Divine Blood.
The Roc’s claws grasped the sword body, but with a ripping sound, they were severed.
The sword’s momentum did not lessen, splitting the Roc in two, and the Bi Fang Divine Fire burned it into nothingness.
"Is it dead?" Yan Ming Realm Venerable panted heavily.
To kill Lu Chenzhou, every strike consumed divine blood to stimulate the Bi Fang Divine Fire.
Ordinary moves could not kill the Undying Body.
Suddenly, he felt a chill behind him, as a giant two-winged beast with an eagle’s head and a tiger’s body stabbed the flame barrier with sharp claws.
Lu Chenzhou had used the Gu Diao True Spirit Transformation again, with the essence blood also from Black Boat.
His Great Dream Dao was already close to the Seventh Rank, and now with the Gu Diao Divine Ability’s blessing, it reached the standard of the Eighth Rank Third Step.
Yan Ming was strong, but dependent on burning divine blood for enhancement; his will was not keeping up and indeed was caught off guard.
"Gu Diao? Was it an illusion just now? Damn it, wasted my Original Divine Blood again." Yan Ming cursed inwardly.
He was now invincible and powerful, but every attack came at a great cost.
The flame world continuously expanded, engulfing the Gu Diao, turning it into ashes.
"Only dare to use illusions? Come out and fight me honorably!" Yan Ming roared, shaking the entire battlefield.
Lu Chenzhou was unmoved, using dozens of True Spirit Transformations in virtual and reality combinations to harass Yan Ming continuously.
These were all True Spirit Essence Bloods he had accumulated over the years, and he was using them without hesitation now.
Facing Yan Ming with Fake Spirit Transformation was courting death; True Spirit Transformation was necessary.
Finally, only the essence blood of Kunpeng, Overlord, and Golden Horned King Beast remained unused.
All three were extremely powerful, and Lu Chenzhou planned to use them at the killer moment.
Some time later, Lu Chenzhou reformed into human shape, his face as pale as paper, as even consecutive True Spirit Transformations took their toll.
"I underestimated you; being able to develop such Transformation Divine Abilities, even the Spirit Ancestor would have to worship you as a teacher if alive." Yan Ming Realm Venerable was wounded all over, "To have exchanged hundreds of moves with me under the Bi Fang Divine Sword, you are the first." Behind him appeared a sky-reaching flame Dao, leading directly to the lofty Dao Palace above.
In the former land of Divine War, a giant skeletal bird covered in flame divine feathers buzzed and trembled.
The corpse of the Red Feather Divine Bird emitted an eerie blood light.
Feathers on one wing withered, falling to the mortal world.
In an instant, an overwhelming divine might filled the sky and earth, suppressing this battlefield.
Everyone’s expressions shifted slightly, turning their gaze to where Yan Ming Realm Venerable stood.
Even the three Great World Venerables looked grim.
"To have forced Big Brother to use the bloodline sacrifice means, is Lu Chenzhou really so troublesome?"