Heaven and Earth Convergence VII

The crimson boulder, tumbling and splintering with sharp protrusions and falling debris, crashed violently into the golden barrier in front of Saint Dance.

A deafening explosion rang out.

The giant rock shattered into dozens of pieces, which then scattered and flew everywhere.

Saint Dance was also knocked back several meters, and all three heads simultaneously bled from their mouths and noses, experiencing a heavy sense of dizziness.

"You!" She raised her head and raised one hand.

With a whoosh, another burst of golden light flew down.

But it was too late.

Yue Dewen's figure had already disappeared from sight.

Golden light fell upon Saint Dance, forming a square barrier. But this barrier could only block enemies in front of her.

The reflection on the barrier's surface instantly illuminated the image behind the Saint Dance.

Her expression changed, and she once again grabbed at the air with her arms behind her back, pulling out two blue lightning arrows, which she then slammed backward.

Unfortunately, both bolts of lightning missed their target instantly.

Unbeknownst to Yue Dewen, he had already appeared behind her. With a slight step, he dodged the lightning bolt.

In a flash, the disc behind him spun again, landing on the Gathering Spirit Talisman.

The runes lit up with white light and suddenly emitted an invisible, transparent wave that struck the face of Saint Dance's three heads in the blink of an eye.

Ah!!! Her eyes were in excruciating pain, and all six eyes went dark at the same time, causing her to lose her sight.

A dark, shadowy figure with a human face and a snake's body was slowly coiling around her.

That is the Night Void Eye God who represents the Gathering Spirit Talisman.

In desperation, Saint Dance flailed her six arms wildly, and beams of golden light shot down, transforming into golden blades that sliced into the ground of the high platform.

Hiss!

In a short time, dozens of golden barriers fell from the end of the stairs and pierced deep into the ground of the platform.

But no matter how she fought back, not a single golden barrier could hit Yue Dewen.

"It's time to end this." Yue Dewen's figure flashed, suppressing the rusty blood gushing from his throat, and he raised his hand forward and pressed down.

In that instant, the dark gold disc behind him spun again and stopped on the Soul Fixing Talisman.

A faceless giant phantom, covered in white bone spurs and seemingly draped in white feathers, instantly appeared behind him.

The faceless giants simultaneously raised their hands, their arm shadows faintly overlapping with Yue Dewen's, their fingertips pointing towards the golden human face statue on Saint Dance's chest and abdomen.

Swoosh! The sharp white fingertips touched Saint Dance's chest first.

Just then, a Blue Light water curtain appeared out of thin air, separating the two of them.

The water curtain lasted only a moment before shattering and collapsing.

The remaining force from the fingertips also struck in front of Saint Dance. But it was no longer fatal; it merely pierced a crack in the golden human-faced statue.

At the same time, cracks appeared all over Saint Dance's body, clearly indicating that the golden human-faced statue was her true form.

She stumbled backward, her blind eyes scanning her surroundings, while flashes of Blue Light flickered across her body, attempting to restore her damaged eyeballs.

"This is not your power!!" Saint Dance's sharp, triple voices overlapped, tinged with anger and madness.

"Of course not." Yue Dewen was somewhat surprised that his attack hadn't killed the opponent. "This was the combined effort of all the rebels."

He walked forward again. Behind him, the dark gold disc began to spin continuously.

At the same time, the Vitality Talisman and the Soul Fixing Talisman light up simultaneously.

Large wisps of white mist surged and spread from his body, within which one could vaguely see a dark phantom with a human face and a snake's body slowly moving.

"Go!"

Whoosh! White mist completely enveloped the entire platform, spreading towards the Saint Dance.

Such a wide-range attack would have been something Saint Dance would never have been unable to withstand before. But now, her mask was damaged, and the power she borrowed from the Divine Descent was significantly weakened.

Faced with the white mist concealing Shadow, she retreated repeatedly.

Even if you can't see anything, you can sense the direction from which danger is approaching.

She couldn't even comprehend it; without using any Divine Descent, the opponent had completely suppressed her with just the Final Form! It was incomprehensible!

Unacceptable!! Saint Dance retreated little by little, click.

Her giant python tail had retreated to the edge of the platform, and small pebbles were being pushed off by the tail.

"Why.!!?"

"How dare a mere human defy me, the possessor of the Azure Heaven Blood?! I am the representative of the supreme god!!"

Without uttering a word, Yue Dewen strode forward through the white smoke, approaching the Saint Dance.

"My power is the strongest!!"

Suddenly, Saint Dance roared and leaped into the air, charging towards him.

Countless blue electric lights blazed across its body, dazzling and blinding.

Wherever the Blue Light touched, everything quickly turned gray and transformed into a special petrification.

Yue Dewen raised his head, and three runes on the disc behind him lit up at the same time.

White mist, flames, and black phantoms merged into one, forming a spherical mass that instantly crashed into the Saint Dance.

The three-colored spheres first collided with the Blue Light electric arc, and the white vapor and flames melted away simultaneously, canceling out the Blue Light electric arc.

The remaining black phantom flew silently closer, lunging at the chest of the already powerless Saint Dance.

"Certainly."

Suddenly, a semi-transparent figure appeared beside Saint Dance and raised a hand to block.

When!!

The black phantom released by Yue Dewen instantly dissipated.

That's the end of it.

The phantom figure gently walked in front of Saint Dance and blocked her way.

The man had long, white hair, an Azure Elder face, and eyes that shone with a faint Blue Light. He wore a blue robe with gold trim, the standard attire of the three leaders of the Spirit Flight Teaching.

"You really came." Yue Dewen's expression returned to calm.

"Since I knew you would come, how could I not be here?" The old man smiled slightly. He was none other than the Saint Patrol, one of the three giants of the Spirit Flight Teaching.

"Then, let's begin the second round."

Saint Patrol's eyes revealed a profound meaning, and his figure instantly retreated, merging into Saint Dance's body in the blink of an eye.

Boom! In an instant, a burst of blinding Blue Light erupted from Saint Dance's body.

The Blue Light transformed into beams of electricity, which exploded and spread outwards in a dense, continuous burst.

The Blue Light at this moment was significantly stronger in concentration and brightness than that released by the Saint Dance earlier.

Saint Dance's entire body blurred instantly in the blue lightning, and when it became clear again, it had grown taller to eight meters! The golden mask on its chest and abdomen had moved up and transformed into three, covering the three faces of the three-headed, six-armed figure.

"Kill!!"

Whoosh! A figure flashed by.

Saint Dance's speed increased dramatically, and she suddenly disappeared from her spot, lunging towards Yue Dewen.

Bang!

In the blink of an eye, their palms clashed, exchanging dozens of blows.

A dense burst of Blue Light and white vapor erupted and splashed out again.

The disc behind Yue Dewen spun frequently, and flames, white smoke, Shadow, invisible fluctuations, and other Gods and Buddhas and Buddhist powers constantly combined and flew out.

But no matter what power he used, it was instantly shattered by the intense blue lightning on the other side.

"How much longer can you hold on!?"

With a Saint Dance, blue-gold lightning arrows appeared on her six arms.

Whoosh!!

Streaks of blue-gold lightning flew down, bombarding the area where Yue Dewen was located.

"I'll hold out until I kill you!!"

Blood began to seep from Yue Dewen's eyes, nose, and mouth.

But he ignored it all, and four different runes lit up simultaneously on the disc behind him. Even five different runes.

The power of different Gods and Buddhas condensed into a chaotic cloud of colorful smoke in front of him, blocking the blue-gold lightning that shot down.

"Don't you understand?" Saint Patrol laughed loudly. "The one fighting you here is merely a projection of my shadow. So what if you killed Saint Dance? As long as I am here, you still cannot stop everything!"

The phantom of the Saint Patrol slowly emerged behind the Saint Dance.

"Wait until I kill him!" Yue Dewen's face was dark red, and he spread his arms wide.

Countless chaotic, colorful clouds of smoke surged forth rapidly, spreading and transforming into a colorful smoke dragon that soared into the sky.

At the same time, all the runes on the dark gold disc behind him lit up with white light.

"The chaos of heaven and earth!! Open!!"

With a sharp shout, he could no longer hold back the blood gushing from his mouth.

A colorful dragon of smoke soared into the sky, its massive five-meter-thick body arriving before Saint Dance in the blink of an eye.

The speed was comparable to the speed of light. It struck Saint Dance's three heads head-on.

Boom! The colorful clouds burst open, completely engulfing it.

Everything returned to calm.

Yue Dewen coughed violently a few times, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and cracks began to appear on the dark gold disc behind him.

His gaze was calm as he watched a fragment of a golden mask fall from the smoke and land on the platform.

Snap.

The fragment, now only half the size of a palm, landed on the ground, bounced a few times, and then came to a stop.

"You think you've won?"

Suddenly, the remaining half of the lips on the fragment opened and closed again, making a sound.

Yue Dewen was startled, his eyes narrowed, and the disc behind him lit up again, with countless colorful clouds swirling around him to protect him.

At the same time, in an instant, the fragments of the golden mask rapidly restored themselves, growing and replicating as if they were alive, and in the blink of an eye, they were restored to a complete mask.

Beneath the mask, a new head grew, followed by a neck, and then a body.

In the blink of an eye, the blue-gold lightning flashed once more. The Saint Dance was restored to its original state, completely intact.

This time, however, one of the heads in the center of the Saint Dance no longer wore a golden mask, but instead had the Azure Elder face of the Saint Patrol.

"Now... can you still defeat me?" He smiled and flew towards Yue Dewen.

"..." Yue Dewen's expression remained calm; he had already used his power far too many times.

The momentum is growing stronger and stronger, and there are more and more of these forces converging.

His backup plan set up within the Confucian Sect was also destroyed, and he could feel the momentum surging into his body at a much faster pace than before.

His strength continues to increase dramatically.

But such strength was beyond his ability to withstand.

"Do you know?" he suddenly asked.

"The power of twelve Gods and Buddhas resides within me, but its purpose is not actually to amplify or strengthen me."

He walked forward step by step, and the chaotic, colorful smoke around him gradually faded away, turning back into the original pure white.

"This Primal Chaos Dao Disc behind me was designed from the very beginning to suppress my overwhelming power."

"They have always been helping me to suppress my ego."

The smile on the Saint Patrol's face froze slightly.

He sensed that waves of energy, far more powerful and invisible than before, were continuously surging into Yue Dewen's body from all directions.

That momentum was even stronger than Damir's back then!

This level of strength far surpasses Damir's!

"But it's a pity you're going to die." Shock and regret welled up in the Saint Patrol's eyes.

Cracks appeared again on the disc behind Yue Dewen.

He acted as if he hadn't heard a thing.

"Humans are born as mayflies in the universe, and their life and death are determined by their own hearts. All they want is to leave a mark on this world that belongs to them."

"I, Yue Dewen, have cultivated Daoism for over a hundred years. I have been diligent and conscientious throughout my life, devoted to virtue, and have no regrets."

"But I wonder how future generations will describe me when they talk about me."

His expression gradually became calm. The cracks on the disc behind him increased.