"Yu Yuan did not even take into account Huang Longzhen, his defeated disciple, as he landed in front of Yuan Hong like a gust of wind."
The blood-red face with fangs glared with malevolence, and as his fingers flicked, his signature technique—XueBlood Divine Knife—shot out like a thunderbolt, sending waves of blood energy spilling in all directions. The relentless aura of death was locked onto Yuan Hong.
Bo Yikao was considerate towards his brother-in-arms who he had not sworn as a brother, mentioning several of Yu Yuan's magical treasures in the appeal letter in advance.
Luo Bao Qian Kuang? Yuan Hong had no magical treasures at all, he didn't fear it!
Tian Shen Biàn? He didn't even know about the Shenzheng Ban, only assuming he had practiced the "Ba Ji" and "Xiān Gōng," which rendered his body invulnerable to any blades or spears. A simple wooden whip could possibly have any power?
The Divine Blood Knife, he is quite fearful of, and he has even sought counsel from Bai Ze specifically about this matter.
As an intelligent being of the demonic race, Bai Ze is indeed capable of devising a hundred plans, and there isn't anything he doesn't know about this Hongwu world. With his old age and profound cultivation, he is respected by many, and only a few people can match his abilities besides sages. As for Yu Yuan...
The "Ba Ji Xuan Gong" has the ability to evade the attacks of the Divine Blood Knife by fleeing the essence, but this maneuver can only be used in emergencies. Once one's essence has fled, where would their physical body go? If Yu Yuan were to deliver a powerful blow with his mighty claws to their corporeal form, resulting in it being torn apart, a solitary essence would be left confused and helpless.
Yuan Hong lifted the heavy iron staff in his hand towards the sky, and Yu Yuan couldn't help but glance up a few times, but saw no hints.
Yuan Hong secretly took out a piece of "Wan Zai Stone essence," which was a unique spiritual material. It was useless for ordinary immortals, but only allowed Tongbi Yuanhou to "communication with the gods." With the incantation that Bai Ze had imparted, in a moment's time, the stone essence transformed into Yuan Hong's appearance. The most crucial spirit resembled his essence.
The two Yuan Hongs, alternating left and right, and forward and backward, constantly exchanging positions. The Divide Blood Divine Knife, which was locking onto their essence, was heavily disrupted by this. In the end, it struck down at one of the Yuan Hongs' heads.
With a crisp "clang," the Divine Blood Knife cut a notch into the stone essence, and the bit of spirit within was completely extinguished. The other Yuan Hong then revealed a mocking expression to Yu Yuan, lifted his bismuth iron staff, and swept from left to right with a powerful and heavy blow, shattering the Divine Blood Knife in one strike.
The Divine Blood Knife was a magical treasure, not a weapon. Even if it were a weapon, it couldn't withstand Yuan Hong's immense power.
Yu Yuan roared in pain, brandishing a Golden Light Claw, and charged at Yuan Hong.
Yuan Hong's shoulder shimmered and grew to the same height as him, swinging the bismuth iron staff, and the two immortals fought into a tumultuous tangle.
Yu Yuan fought against Luoyu Sun, which was a battle between an Immortal level 9 and a Golden Immortal. He had to rely on his exceptional close combat skills to withstand this Celestial Being from the Chuanqi Sect.
Now, Yu Yuan's battle with Yuan Hong had evolved into a fight between a level 9 Immortal and a level 10 Immortal. Yu Yuan's close combat skills were exceptionally strong, but as a Daoist who was equally proficient in refining weapons, pills, and arrays, he was ultimately not as skilled in combat as the four primates who roamed the chaotic era. In less than ten moves, his left leg was struck by a powerful blow from the Bismuth Iron Rod. Fortunately for him, he had the Golden Diamond Armor that made his body invulnerable to such attacks. The damage wasn't significant, but it was a bit embarrassing.
"How tough of a Daoist!?" Yuan Hong struck with the staff, as if hitting metal, and his fists felt a bit numb. He now understood the feeling that Yang Jian had when fighting Yu Yuan. This Daoist appeared to be a Daoist, but he was actually quite different from the traditional thin-skinned and stuffed Daoists.
His competitive spirit surged, and the "Ba Ji Xuan Gong" reached its ultimate level. With each strike of my Golden Light Claw and his staff, let's see who is harder!
Yu Yuan's face was twisted with anger, and he was not in the mood to spar. After thirty or so moves, he revealed a weakness, took another blow to his arm from the Bismuth Iron Rod, withdrew his Tian Shen Biàn and lashed out at Yuan Hong's shoulder.
The wooden whip was completely inconspicuous, silent and invisible. While Yu Yuan was drawing the whip, Yuan Hong intended to withstand it with the "Ba Ji Xuan Gong," but a more intense warning flashed through his mind than even the Divine Blood Knife, prompting him to duck out of the way quickly.
His movements lagged for a moment, and he was struck on the shoulder by the whip. He felt as if the "Ba Ji Xuan Gong" he had trained diligently had vanished into thin air, leaving him shaken to his essence, his three souls and seven wits. His internal organs were churned up like a stormy sea, and he coughed up a stream of blood.
Dai Li and Wu Long, who were watching from a distance, were startled. For so many years, they had never seen Yuan Hong injured. Could Yu Yuan be that formidable?
Yu Yuan appeared to want to avenge his disciple, taking out the Soul-Slaughtering Flag, and during the time when Yuan Hong's mind was in chaos, the Soul-Slaughtering Flag shot out three black clouds according to the distribution of his vital energy, encircling Yuan Hong and then engulfing him entirely within the flag.
He was not done yet, he swallowed the flag into his belly, recited the incantation, and prepared to refine Yuan Hong and the Soul-Slaughtering Flag together with the five qi within his chest.
Whether the Celestial School is a pack of hypocrites or not, at least on the surface, they all adhere to the mannerisms and demeanor of immortals and Daoists.
The Jie Sect is quite different from the Chuanqi Sect. Most of them are transformed into immortals from spirit beasts, and from the perspective of human beings, many of them exhibit wild behaviors. However, from the Jie Sect's perspective, this is just their natural instinct.
The Qiu Shou Xian, Ling Ya Xian, and others often swallow this and eat that.
There are many such immortals in the Jie Sect who act like this. Tongtian Jiaozhu is not the Tongtian Jiaozhu of the human race. To him, it's a natural law, "big fish eats small fish, and small fish eats shrimps." He doesn't think there's anything wrong with his disciples having a slightly larger appetite.
He also studied the characteristics of dragon, phoenix, and qilin tribes swallowing earth, fire, water, and wind elements. For those disciples who are skilled in swallowing their enemies, he developed a set of techniques that strengthen themselves and refine their foes by using qi from their chest and abdomen.
The spirit-disciples are not skilled in refining weapons, and each of them is as poor as a church mouse, unable to obtain alchemical furnaces or weapon-refining furnaces. So, they take themselves as the foundation and use their own bodies to temper all things.
The Jie Sect and the human-origin Taoist school, Chuanqi Sect, differ in the path they choose to cultivate. While the rich Taoists from these schools focus on external alchemy, the Jie Sect follows a different path.
Yu Yuan, known as the Huanyuan Yiqi Xian, is not of human origin. Swallowing a wild monkey, and then using the qi in his chest and abdomen to refine it, he does not feel any moral pressure at all.
Just as he had swallowed Yuan Hong into his belly, the five kinds of qi had only circulated for two cycles when he felt a tremendous pain in his abdomen. In less than two breaths, he felt as if his intestines had been torn open with a large hole, and something was piercing through his gastrointestinal tract towards his heart.
Yu Yuan urgently dispelled his Golden Body Armor and punched fiercely at his chest and abdomen.
The Yang Jian standing atop the Xi Qi City tower couldn't help but frown. This move was just too unsavory!
He wouldn't do something like that unless it was completely unavoidable.
Yu Yuan's abdomen was ruptured and bleeding profusely, but Yuan Hong had no intention of stopping. Instead, he accelerated his attacks, making Yu Yuan feel as if his abdomen was like a sack that had been torn open by countless holes. It was already in a sorry state.
"Crazy Monkey seeking death!" he lifted the Tian Shen Biàn and struck it against his own abdomen with all his might.
Yuan Hong was not playing around like Sun Wukong, who was merely teasing his wife. He had murder in his heart. At this moment, he shredded Yu Yuan's intestines into seventeen or eight pieces, picked up the bismuth iron staff, and mashed the white lung qi and the green liver qi into a pulp. Yu Yuan was formed from turbid qi, naturally having an advantage. The five qis in his chest were easily able to reach the state of full opening. Now that the lung and liver qis had been scattered, what could have been considered an intermediate-level Immortal suddenly dropped to the beginning level.
