Great Luo Battles a Quasi-Saint, First Punch Shatters Celestial Court Divine Light

The hundred-thousand-zhang Violet-Gold Dharma Form stood with its feet on the Eastern Sea and its head against the heavens, every strand of immortal light around it resembling a purple river stretching across heaven and earth.

After the Quasi-Saint pressure fully spread out, ordinary cultivators who had still dared to leave their divine senses nearby to watch the battle retreated even farther, afraid that a moment of carelessness would sweep them into the aftermath.

A clash at this level was no longer something ordinary Taiyi or Great Luo cultivators could casually crowd around to watch.

Dongwang Gong stood upon the Dharma Form's brow.

The Dragonhead Staff was raised high.

Rumble!

Purple lightning intertwined across the heavens as countless immortal Dao laws gathered into chains that wound around the Dharma Form's arm.

The next moment.

The hundred-thousand-zhang Dharma Form brought down its palm.

There were none of the previous complicated transformations.

It was simply a pure, almost tyrannical crushing force.

Quasi-Saint mana.

Celestial Court Fortune.

The power of laws.

The three became one.

Before the palm print had truly fallen, the Eastern Sea within a million li had already sunk thousands of zhang.

"Master!"

For the first time, Bixiao's expression showed clear tension.

That might was simply too terrifying.

She could not even imagine how she would escape if she were standing beneath that palm.

Yet Yunxiao said nothing.

Because she saw that Luxuan did not evade. Instead, he slowly clenched his right fist.

"Is he preparing to..."

Qiongxiao's eyes widened slightly.

"Take it head-on?"

Dongwang Gong had likewise seen through Luxuan's intentions.

The chill in his eyes deepened.

If Luxuan continued to maneuver with the Space Great Dao and Array Dao techniques, it would indeed be troublesome for him to take Luxuan down in a short time.

But a Great Luo actually dared to receive a Quasi-Saint Dharma Form head-on.

He simply did not know the immensity of heaven and earth.

"Suppress!"

The enormous palm crashed down.

Luxuan's black robe snapped in the wind.

For the first time, the Innate Dao Essence within him, born from the same source as Penglai, truly circulated at full force.

Though he had rarely fought others over the years, he had been nourished by the Penglai Origin ever since the creation of heaven and earth. His physical body and mana had long surpassed those of ordinary Great Luo Immortals.

Together with the hundredfold feedback brought by the Three Cloud Sisters' repeated growth, he might appear to be only a Late Daluo Immortal now, but his true foundation was so deep that even he found it difficult to gauge accurately.

Perfect.

He could use a Quasi-Saint to test it.

Luxuan stomped down.

Boom!

The sea surface, which had already caved in, exploded again.

His figure shot skyward like an arrow loosed from the bowstring.

No treasure.

No array borrowed.

His right fist, wrapped in pure mana, drove directly toward the Dharma Form's colossal palm, which was countless times larger than himself.

The divine senses of many great experts watching from afar visibly stirred.

Had he gone mad?

A Great Luo was going to clash head-on with a Quasi-Saint in mana?

The next instant.

The large and small fist and palm finally collided.

Heaven and earth suddenly fell silent.

After a brief stillness.

BOOM—!!!

A terrifying shockwave swept in all directions like a ring.

The seawater across hundreds of thousands of li instantly evaporated.

Countless clouds were shredded to dust by the aftershock.

The Penglai Formation before the Three Cloud Sisters lit up of its own accord, completely blocking all impact outside.

At the center of the battlefield.

Dongwang Gong's expression, once certain of victory, abruptly froze.

Crack.

A tiny fissure appeared in the palm of the Violet-Gold Dharma Form.

Then it swiftly spread across the entire arm.

Crack!

Crack!

In the blink of an eye, the hundred-thousand-zhang Dharma Form's right arm exploded directly into purple light that filled the sky.

"That is impossible!"

Dongwang Gong's pupils contracted sharply.

The next moment.

The tiny figure below had already passed through the divine light filling the sky, and his fist truly landed upon the Dragonhead Staff.

Clang—!

The deafening clash of metal rang throughout the Eastern Sea.

The Dragonhead Staff shook violently.

Dongwang Gong only felt a terrifying force, one utterly unlike anything a Great Luo should possess, rebound through the spirit treasure. His tiger's mouth went numb in an instant, and his entire body staggered backward beyond his control.

One step.

Ten li.

A hundred li!

Only after retreating more than a hundred li did he forcibly steady himself.

As for Luxuan.

He merely slid one step backward through the air.

The difference in their strength was obvious at a glance.

The entire Eastern Sea fell into an eerie silence.

Luxuan had previously suppressed the Celestial Court's Great Luo Immortals and broken the battle array of one hundred thousand immortal soldiers. Though that had already been astonishing enough, some still believed arrays, favorable terrain, or special divine abilities had played a part.

But now?

No array.

No direct suppression with the Penglai Origin.

He had not even used a spirit treasure.

One punch.

He had driven back a Quasi-Saint head-on!

In the distance.

Upon an immortal mountain, several powerful divine senses that had only been casually observing this battle became truly solemn for the first time.

In the direction of Kunlun.

Three ancient auras briefly appeared before swiftly vanishing again.

Upon the Sun Star, two tyrannical divine senses swept across the Eastern Sea from afar.

In the west, at Longevity Mountain, in the Northern Darkness, and elsewhere, many innate great experts likewise began to truly remember the name Luxuan.

Luxuan, however, had no interest in sensing one by one who was watching.

Great Wilderness experts loved spectating; it was practically a traditional art.

If a fight made even the slightest commotion, their divine senses rushed over faster than reporters.

He shook his slightly numb right hand.

"A Quasi-Saint's body is mediocre."

"His mana is not bad."

His voice was not loud.

But who present was not a deeply cultivated expert?

Everyone heard him clearly.

Dongwang Gong's face instantly darkened like the bottom of a pot.

What did he mean, his body was mediocre?

What did he mean, his mana was not bad?

Was he reviewing some freshly ripened spirit fruit?

"Luxuan."

Dongwang Gong spoke one word at a time.

"I admit it."

"I did indeed underestimate you earlier."

Luxuan nodded.

"Being able to recognize your mistake means there is still hope for you."

"..."

Dongwang Gong's chest visibly rose and fell.

He decided not to speak with this man anymore.

It was too easy to affect his Dao heart.

The Dragonhead Staff once more blossomed with boundless treasure light.

This time, Dongwang Gong no longer relied on pure mana for a direct clash.

He raised a hand and beckoned toward Purple Palace Isle.

Boom!

In the unseen depths, a vast and unimaginable force of fortune crossed an endless distance and descended upon the Eastern Sea.

Celestial Court Fortune!

As Hongjun had appointed him leader of the male immortals, more and more male immortals of the Great Wilderness had entered Purple Palace Isle. Though the Celestial Court had not yet truly ruled the Great Wilderness, the fortune it had gathered was already quite astonishing.

Dongwang Gong's aura rose again.

The Dharma Form Luxuan had shattered with one punch just now reassembled.

And it was even more solid than before.

"Do you not enjoy teaching your disciples about the momentum of heaven and earth?"

Dongwang Gong's voice was icy.

"Then I shall let you see."

"What true Celestial Court Fortune is!"

The Dragonhead Staff crashed down.

This time, Luxuan did not meet it immediately.

He raised his head and looked at the purple clouds of fortune blanketing the heavens, becoming thoughtful instead.

Seeing this, a trace of cold laughter finally reappeared in Dongwang Gong's eyes.

Afraid now?

But the next moment.

Luxuan suddenly turned to Yunxiao.

"Watch carefully."

"That was a divine ability node just now."

"Now, I will teach you how to identify fortune nodes."

Dongwang Gong: "???"

Again?

Was this not over yet?

Dongwang Gong suddenly felt that even if he suppressed Luxuan in the Eastern Sea today, his blood pressure would probably rise whenever he heard the word "teaching" in the future.

But anger was anger; he did not lose his reason because of it.

That head-on punch had already proved that it would be nearly impossible to easily suppress Luxuan with his own strength alone.

Since that was the case, he would use what the Celestial Court truly excelled at.

Many people.

A grand array.

Abundant fortune.

The one hundred thousand immortal soldiers Luxuan had previously driven into the Eastern Sea had suffered few casualties. Under the command of several Great Luo Immortals, they had already gathered again around the outskirts.

Dongwang Gong swept his gaze over them.

"Ten thousand immortals, return to your positions!"