studiobondurri Chapter 668 - Heavenly Dragon Emerges
Chapter 668 - Heavenly Dragon Emerges
Chapter 668 - Heavenly Dragon Emerges
Deng Yong charged forward, his palm transforming into a cosmic nebula that firmly locked onto Liu Wuxie. The oppressive aura it exuded was powerful enough to obliterate an entire city. It was evident that Deng Yong had undergone an extraordinary encounter, as his strength surpassed the typical bounds of his cultivation realm.
Liu Wuxie didn’t dare to underestimate his adversary. Though his confidence in his own abilities was solid, he remained cautious about facing someone at the second level of the Nascent Transformation Realm.
Still, having repelled Qu Yang with a single palm strike, Liu Wuxie believed he could achieve the same against Deng Yong. After all, Qu Yang was unquestionably the stronger of the two.
He sheathed the Heretic Blade, and his hands began forming seals. A powerful surge of energy emerged from the Suppression Steles in his internal organs. The stars above the desolate world began to spiral, unleashing boundless astral energy. This was the true power of the Astral River Realm.
The limitless power of astral energy shot to the sky, and a gigantic palm appeared in mid-air, covering the entire Thorn Peak Valley. Everyone, including Bai Yuan, was shocked by the appearance of the massive palm. That was divine power that could only be achieved by gods.
Deng Yong's expression finally shifted, and he quickly began forming seals. The power of his attack surged as his Nascent Transformation Realm aura enveloped the sky.
There was a stark disparity between the two. Had Liu Wuxie advanced to higher levels of the Astral River Realm, he could’ve easily crushed those in the lower levels of the Nascent Transformation Realm like crushing an ant.
The two palms collided like grinding millstones, tearing through the sky. The impact resembled the collision of two planets, sending a massive mushroom cloud rising into the heavens.
A boundless shockwave swept through the area, hurling ice and boulders from distant peaks into the air before disintegrating them into dust.
Amidst the devastation, Liu Wuxie's giant palm constantly changed shape, taking on the form of a tiger, a dragon, and so on. Each transformation shocked everyone.
Deng Yong was stronger, too. His palm summoned the wind, rain, thunderstorms, and other natural elements, enthralling the audience with a dazzling display of natural elements.
"This is too spectacular!" exclaimed some disciples from the Sky Rift Valley, waving their hands excitedly. Regardless of the battle's outcome, witnessing this duel alone was worth it.
"Such overwhelming power! I can't imagine this is the power displayed by someone in the Astral River Realm." If they hadn't known that Liu Wuxie was someone in the Astral River Realm, they would've thought this conflict was between two experts in the Nascent Transformation Realm.
However, in reality, Liu Wuxie was only in the fourth level of the Astral River Realm.
"Liu Wuxie will become famous after today's battle, irrespective of the result. He's the undisputed strongest prodigy of the Southern Province," said the Transcendent Plume Gate disciples.
At the very least, Bai Yuan was weaker than Liu Wuxie when he was at the fourth level of the Astral River Realm.
The two palms transformed into figures resembling Liu Wuxie and Deng Yong, controlled entirely by their will, channeling pure conflict between their true essence and soul energy.
Suddenly, the two palms exploded, forming a powerful shock wave that swept through the Thorn Peak Valley like a powerful gale. The impact was so intense that it could be felt from ten thousand meters away.
The storm swept away those with weaker cultivation and hurled them around.
Liu Wuxie and Deng Yong took a few steps back, neither gaining the upper hand. The confrontation had reached a stalemate.
A trace of solemnity appeared in Deng Yong's eyes. Although he hadn’t unleashed his full strength, he had used at least seventy percent of it—and yet he failed to overpower Liu Wuxie.
At the valley's exit, Lan Ling and others all wore concern on their faces.
"Why isn't Junior Brother Liu fighting back?" a Heavenly Treasure Pavilion disciple questioned.
"Don't worry. I believe Senior Brother Liu has a plan," another disciple replied, his confidence in Liu Wuxie unwavering.
And he was right. Liu Wuxie didn’t retaliate immediately because he was using the Mountain-River Seal’s immense pressure to temper his physique. Much of the ten-thousand-year Snow Lotus’s energy remained dormant within him, yet to be fully refined. The seal’s oppressive force was the catalyst he needed.
Under the relentless pressure, the dormant energy of the ten-thousand-year Snow Lotus erupted, coursing through his body like a raging river. The blood seeping from his pores ceased as his body began to adapt and straighten against the weight.
"What's going on? He seems even stronger now!" someone exclaimed, noticing the gradual increase in power radiating from Liu Wuxie.
"Is he tempering himself with the Mountain-River Seal?" The gathered disciples were elites of their respective sects. While they weren’t on par with Bai Yuan or Deng Yong, they were prodigies among their peers in the Southern Province. It didn’t take long for them to realize what Liu Wuxie was doing.
They gradually realized that Liu Wuxie was cultivating using the pressure released by the Mountain-River Seal. This discovery nearly made the Indigo Cloud Gate disciples spit out blood.
Deng Yong noticed Liu Wuxie's actions but remained unfazed, continuing to form seals. What did it matter if Liu Wuxie was using the Mountain-River Seal to cultivate? It wouldn't alter the inevitable—Liu Wuxie would meet his end here today.
Once Liu Wuxie's physique reached its current limit, he stopped his cultivation with a hint of disdain in his eyes as he sneered.
"After suppressing me for so long, it's your turn to take a strike from me?" Liu Wuxie suddenly exerted his strength, and the desolate world within him surged forth like a towering pillar, effortlessly resisting the pressure of the Mountain-River Seal.
"This is bad! Does Liu Wuxie still have any trump cards left?" murmured an Azure Crimson Gate disciple, a sense of dread creeping over the group. They knew better than anyone about Liu Wuxie's terrifying talent.
After all, Liu Wuxie had turned their sect upside down, thwarting their plans repeatedly. If it weren't for him, the Azure Crimson Gate would've undergone rapid development.
Since Liu Wuxie had appeared, the Azure Crimson Gate's development had been hindered, and they were gradually losing their market in alchemy.
No one knew what Liu Wuxie was trying to do, and Bai Yuan's eyes were fixed on him. He was prepared to intervene if Deng Yong failed to take Liu Wuxie down.
While reputation held importance, survival took precedence over death. Since ancient times, only the prodigies who survived were remembered—those who perished were forgotten within a few years.
After all, prodigies emerged every year in the Southern Province, and who could recall the names of those who had fallen?
Suddenly, Liu Wuxie waved his hand to summon an ancient seal. The moment the ancient seal appeared, thunderclouds appeared above the Thorn Peak Valley, and a golden divine dragon could be faintly seen within the clouds.
The unexpected phenomenon caught everyone off guard.
"What the hell is that?" gasped the disciples from the Indigo Cloud Gate and Heavenly Origin Sect. They had never seen such a heaven-defying artifact in their lives.
Divine dragons were creatures of legend, rarely seen even in ancient times. Artifacts with a divine dragon as their artifact spirit were exceedingly rare, likely forged only by the mythical dragon clan themselves.
If humans dared to use divine dragons as their artifact spirits, it would provoke the wrath of the entire dragon clan, leading to relentless pursuit and retribution.