Eight-armed Asura, Battle Against Three Tribulations of Body Integration!

Li Qingyuan looked toward the being charging at him, his expression turning stern.

Eight arms, over a zhang tall, its entire body black or dark red, its face like a vicious ghost; ferocious and savage, fond of fighting and slaughtering. According to his master's crash-course instruction, this was one of the Immortal Ancient beings—the Asura Race.

"Three Tribulations of Body Integration, a powerful physical body, a born God of War." Li Qingyuan's expression tightened slightly. Then he gripped the Green Wood Heavenly Sun Sword, circulating his Second Revolution Peak profound art and channeling it into the sword.

With a single slash, sword light stretched ten thousand zhang, tearing through space and severing two or three dozen Asura Race warriors at the waist before charging head-on toward the Asura Commander.

The Asura Commander formed hand seals with his eight arms. Dharma power erupted from the palms of two arms as all eight simultaneously activated his natal magic treasure—the Vajra Pestle. The three-foot Vajra Pestle was unleashed, instantly becoming as heavy as a mountain, combining offense and defense as one.

Clang!

The ten-thousand-zhang sword light struck the Vajra Pestle, producing the thunderous roar of heavenly steel. Sound waves rippled outward, piercingly shrill.

Carrying the power of a Three Tribulations of Body Integration Asura warrior, the Vajra Pestle shattered heaven and earth, crushing the sword light before continuing to spin forward, its pointed tip thrusting out to kill.

Li Qingyuan struck again. The Green Wood Heavenly Sun Sword unleashed the Heavy Sword Technique, enlarging and increasing in weight. The thousand-zhang divine sword tore apart heaven and earth and struck the Vajra Pestle head-on.

Ding!

The two great magic treasures clashed head-on. Energy ripples formed at the point of impact, erupting in dazzling light. Then the two forces canceled each other out, and both