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 like a purple river stretching across heaven and earth.
Once the Quasi-Saint's pressure fully spread, the ordinary cultivators who had still dared to leave their divine senses nearby to watch the battle hastily retreated even farther, afraid they might be caught in the aftermath if they were even slightly careless.
A clash at this level was no longer something ordinary Taiyi or Great Luo cultivators could casually watch.
Dongwang Gong stood between the Dharma Form's brows.
The Dragonhead Staff was raised high.
Rumble!
Purple lightning intertwined across the sky as countless immortal Dao laws gathered into chains that wound around the Dharma Form's arms.
The next moment.
The hundred-thousand-zhang Dharma Form brought down its palm.
There were none of the earlier complicated transformations.
It was simply an overwhelming suppression of force, pure to the point of barbarity.
Quasi-Saint mana.
Celestial Court Fortune.
The power of laws.
The three became one.
Before the palm seal truly descended, the Eastern Sea within a million li had already sunk several thousand zhang.
"Master!"
For the first time, Bixiao's expression showed obvious tension.
That kind of might was simply too terrifying.
She could not even imagine how she would escape if she were standing beneath that palm.
Yunxiao, however, said nothing.
Because she saw that Luxuan not only did not dodge, but slowly clenched his right fist.
"Is he planning to..."
Qiongxiao's eyes widened slightly.
"Take it head-on?"
Dongwang Gong had likewise seen through Luxuan's intentions.
The coldness in his eyes deepened.
If Luxuan continued relying on the Space Great Dao and Array Dao techniques to maneuver, 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 truly did not know the immensity of heaven and earth.
"Suppress!"
The enormous palm came crashing down.
Luxuan's dark robes snapped in the wind.
For the first time, the Innate Dao Essence within him, sharing the same origin as Penglai, truly operated at full force.
Though he had rarely fought anyone 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 cultivators.
Added to that were the hundredfold feedback from the Three Cloud Sisters' several breakthroughs. Though he appeared to be only a Late Daluo Immortal, his true foundation was so profound that even he found it difficult to gauge accurately.
Perfect.
He would use a Quasi-Saint to test it.
Luxuan stomped down.
Boom!
The already sunken sea surface exploded once more.
His figure shot into the sky like an arrow released from its bow.
No treasure.
No array.
His right fist, wrapped in pure mana, directly met the Dharma Form's gigantic palm, countless times larger than himself.
The divine senses of many Mighty Figures watching from afar visibly stirred.
Had he gone mad?
A Great Luo was going to compete 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 in a ring.
The seawater across hundreds of thousands of li instantly evaporated.
Countless clouds were torn to pieces by the aftershock.
The Penglai Formation before the Three Cloud Sisters lit up on its own, completely blocking all impact.
At the center of the battlefield.
Dongwang Gong's expression of assured victory suddenly froze.
Crack.
A tiny fissure appeared in the palm of the Violet-Gold Dharma Form.
Then it rapidly spread across the entire arm.
Crack!
Crack!
In the blink of an eye, the hundred-thousand-zhang Dharma Form's right arm exploded into purple light that filled the sky.
"That's impossible!"
Dongwang Gong's pupils constricted 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—!
A deafening crash of metal rang across the Eastern Sea.
The Dragonhead Staff shook violently.
Dongwang Gong felt a terrifying force, utterly unlike anything a Great Luo could possess, rebound through the spiritual treasure. His palm instantly went numb, and his entire body staggered backward uncontrollably.
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 was immediately apparent.
The entire Eastern Sea fell into an eerie silence.
Luxuan had previously suppressed the Celestial Court's Great Luo cultivators and broken the battle formation of one hundred thousand immortal soldiers. Though that had already been shocking enough, some still believed arrays, terrain, or special divine abilities had played a part.
But now?
No array.
No direct suppression by the Penglai Origin.
He had not even used a spiritual treasure.
One punch.
He had forced back a Quasi-Saint head-on!
In the distance.
Upon an immortal mountain, several powerful divine senses that had only been casually watching this battle finally became truly solemn.
In the direction of Kunlun.
Three ancient auras briefly appeared before swiftly vanishing.
On the Sun Star, two tyrannical divine senses swept across the Eastern Sea from afar.
In the west, at Longevity Mountain, in Northern Darkness, and elsewhere, many Innate Mighty Figures likewise began to truly remember the name Luxuan.
Luxuan, however, had no interest in sensing who was watching him one by one.
Great Wilderness Mighty Figures loved spectating as if it were a traditional art.
If a fight made even the slightest bit too much noise, their divine senses would race over faster than reporters.
He shook his slightly numb right hand.
"A Quasi-Saint's physical body is average."
"His mana is decent enough."
His voice was not loud.
But who among those present did not possess profound cultivation?
Everyone heard him clearly.
Dongwang Gong's face instantly darkened like the bottom of a pot.
What did he mean, his physical body was average?
What did he mean, his mana was decent enough?
Was Luxuan reviewing some freshly ripened immortal fruit?
"Luxuan."
Dongwang Gong spoke one word at a time.
"I admit it."
"I did underestimate you before."
Luxuan nodded.
"Being able to recognize your mistake means you can still be saved."
"..."
Dongwang Gong's chest visibly rose and fell.
He decided not to speak to this person anymore.
It was too easy to damage his Dao heart.
The Dragonhead Staff once more blossomed with boundless treasure light.
This time, Dongwang Gong no longer relied on pure mana to clash head-on.
He raised his hand and beckoned toward Purple Palace Isle.
Boom!
In the unseen depths, an unimaginably immense power of fortune crossed an infinite distance and descended upon the Eastern Sea.
Celestial Court Fortune!
As Hongjun had invested him as the leader of the male immortals, more and more male immortals of the Great Wilderness had entered Purple Palace Isle. Though the Celestial Court had yet to truly rule the Great Wilderness, the fortune it had gathered was already quite astonishing.
Dongwang Gong's aura rose once more.
The Dharma Form Luxuan had shattered with a single punch re-formed.
And it was even more tangible than before.
"Don't you enjoy teaching your disciples about the momentum of heaven and earth?"
Dongwang Gong's voice was icy.
"Then I will show you."
"What true Celestial Court Fortune is!"
The Dragonhead Staff came crashing down.
This time, Luxuan did not meet it immediately.
He raised his head to gaze at the purple fortune haze covering the heavens, and instead fell into thought.
Seeing this, a trace of cold amusement finally resurfaced in Dongwang Gong's eyes.
Afraid now?
But the next moment.
Luxuan suddenly turned toward Yunxiao.
"Watch carefully."
"That was a divine ability node just now."
"Now, I'll teach you how to identify fortune nodes."
Dongwang Gong: "???"
Again?
Was he not done 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 earlier punch had already proven that it was nearly impossible to easily suppress Luxuan through his own power alone.
Since that was the case, he would use what the Celestial Court truly excelled at.
Numbers.
Great arrays.
Abundant fortune.
The one hundred thousand immortal soldiers Luxuan had earlier driven into the Eastern Sea had not suffered many casualties. Under the command of several Great Luo cultivators, they had already gathered again around the perimeter.
Dongwang Gong swept his gaze across them.
"Ten Thousand Immortals, return to your positions!"
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