Wang Xianzhi Injured!

Chapter 39: Wang Xianzhi Injured!

The sea outside Wudi City.

To counter Wang Ritain's terrifying attack, Wang Xianzhi circulated his vast true qi and unleashed a powerful move.

This power was too immense; even though Yu Xinlang and the others tried their best to block it, they were utterly unable to withstand the surge of seawater.

The churning ocean roared towards Wudi City, instantly flooding the entire city.

The citizens and martial artists within the city were terrified, fleeing in all directions, their cries and pleas for help intermingling.

The duel between Wang Ritain and Wang Xianzhi had entered its white-hot stage, its intensity shaking the heavens and earth.

Martial artists who were too close to the battlefield were instantly struck by the aftershocks, their bodies flying backward like kites with broken strings, crashing heavily to the ground, severely injured. Except for the top-tier martial artists with immense power, all others, from Great Grandmasters and below, realized the horror of this battle and fled in panic, fearing they would be caught in the terrifying repercussions.

Xuanyuan Dapan stood in the distance, watching the scene on the battlefield, his face pale, his eyes filled with dread. He knew clearly that the strength Wang Ritain was now displaying was far beyond his control. "This Wang Ritain, his strength has become this terrifying in such a short time! I fear I can no longer control him," Xuanyuan Dapan muttered to himself, his voice filled with fear. At this moment, he even had the urge to flee, feeling an unprecedented sense of powerlessness in the face of Wang Ritain's might.

On the sea, Wang Ritain and Wang Xianzhi faced each other, their spirits and energy cultivated to their peak, preparing to decide the victor with one final move. Wang Ritain gripped his long saber tightly, his gaze firm and resolute. He took a deep breath and slowly swung his saber down. In an instant, endless demonic energy surged madly from his body like a raging tide, converging on the long saber. Simultaneously, Three Points Return to Origin Qi also circulated around the saber, emitting a powerful aura. Not only that, but the blade intent was also mixed with overbearing sword intent; this saber strike fused all of Wang Ritain's martial arts essence.

"Hah!" Wang Ritain roared, and a saber energy nearly a hundred zhang long appeared out of thin air over the sea. This saber energy was as black as ink, obscuring the sky and sun, emitting a heart-stopping aura. Everyone felt their hearts clench as if an invisible hand was gripping them tightly, their heartbeats almost stopping. The surrounding air seemed to freeze under this saber energy, and time itself appeared to stand still.

Wang Xianzhi looked at the terrifying saber energy, his expression becoming grave. He knew the power of this strike and dared not be careless in the slightest. He slowly raised both palms, forming a posture of holding up the sky, manifesting a terrifying Martial Dao Will. In an instant, Wang Xianzhi's figure seemed to become incredibly tall, like an ancient deity, about to prop up the heavens and earth. The aura emanating from him surged outwards like an invisible storm. Everyone felt their Blood Essence churn, as if their internal organs were about to be shattered by this aura; many suffered internal injuries, their faces turning as pale as paper.

The demonic saber energy and Wang Xianzhi's true qi finally collided. "BOOM!" A deafening explosion, like the sky collapsing and the earth cracking, shook the entire sea violently. This immense power instantly cleared the seawater within a thousand-meter radius, and everyone's vision suddenly opened up, clearly witnessing the seabed. Such divine power left everyone dumbfounded, their hearts filled with shock. Deng Tai'a stood in the distance, watching this thrilling battle, and couldn't help but sigh, "This demonic saber of Wang Ritain, its power is terrifying. If I don't improve further, I fear I won't be able to match him."

The demonic energy of the demonic saber continued to gather, becoming increasingly terrifying. Wang Ritain's body was covered in blood, like a demon god emerged from hell, but his eyes were incredibly firm. "Slash!" Wang Ritain roared again, and the hundred-zhang saber energy, like a black giant dragon, charged towards Wang Xianzhi with the momentum to destroy everything. Wang Xianzhi resisted with all his might, his true qi and the saber energy counteracting each other, forming a powerful storm. However, the demonic saber energy was too powerful, and Wang Xianzhi's true qi was gradually shattered.

The saber energy broke through Wang Xianzhi's defense and descended towards Wudi City. The powerhouses within the city felt the approach of death, their eyes widening in terror. They desperately circulated their true qi, attempting to dodge this terrifying saber energy. However, for martial artists below the Great Grandmaster level, the power of this saber energy was too immense; they were utterly unable to resist and were instantly torn apart by the energy. The buildings of Wudi City, under this immense power, shattered one after another, turning into countless dust particles. The dust flew everywhere, forming a terrifying sandstorm that enveloped the entire city.

When the dust settled, everyone looked at Wudi City before them, utterly shocked. The once prosperous Wudi City was now only half its original size, with the other half being a bottomless, colossal pit. The city was in ruins, with broken walls and remnants everywhere. The corpses of citizens and martial artists lay scattered on the ground, a truly horrific sight.

Yu Xinlang looked at the scene before him, his heart filled with mixed emotions. "Wang Ritain, he didn't use his full strength when he fought me before. In just a few days, his strength has improved to this extent, it's truly unbelievable," Yu Xinlang muttered to himself, his eyes filled with shock and awe.

Cao Changqing stood beside him, equally stunned by Wang Ritain's terrifying power. He looked at Wang Ritain, a flicker of doubt in his eyes: "This Wang Ritain's strength is too terrifying. Can Wang Xianzhi withstand this strike?" Cao Changqing's heart was filled with worry.

Huang Longshi watched the outcome of the battle and couldn't help but sigh, "Wang Ritain and Wang Xianzhi are both true monsters of this world. In the same realm, their strength is astonishing." Huang Longshi's eyes held not only admiration for their power but also concern for the future of the martial world.

Xuanyuan Dapan looked at the tragic scene before him, completely numb. His hands and feet trembled, and a deep shadow was cast upon his heart. "I, I am probably no match for Wang Ritain at this moment," Xuanyuan Dapan thought to himself, acutely aware of the immense gap that had opened between him and Wang Ritain. "I must escape and return to deal with this 'menace' after I break through to the Land Immortal realm." Xuanyuan Dapan gritted his teeth, turned, and fled the battlefield.