Fairy Yuechan vs. Chen Xin and Gu Rong, Two Super Douluos: Seven Killings True Body and Bone Transforms into Divine Dragon (2)

"Boom..."

Zhao Wuji's fist collided with the golden Heavenly Roc's wing in midair, producing a deafening explosion. An invisible shockwave spread in every direction, sweeping up dust and broken stones from the square into a massive whirlwind.

Under the impact of that force, Zhao Wuji's burly body was sent staggering backward again and again.

Yet the golden Heavenly Roc's momentum did not diminish. Under Shi Hao's mental control, it swung its enormous wings once more, compressing the surrounding air until it buzzed loudly, then crashed directly toward the Shrek Academy group in the square. Its colossal body was like a golden mountain blotting out the sky, casting everyone beneath its shadow.

The two girls, Ning Rongrong and Bai Chenxiang, clung tightly to each other, their faces filled with fear.

At that moment, the entire square seemed to freeze. Even the captured good-for-nothings Yu Xiaogang and Ma Hongjun, along with all the soldiers, focused their gazes on that golden mountain, waiting for the inevitable impact.

Zhao Wuji's heart shook. He knew he could not retreat. He was the guardian of Shrek Academy, everyone's hope.

Even against such a powerful enemy, he had to step forward.

Zhao Wuji took a deep breath, endured the agonizing pain throughout his body, and charged forward once more.

He raised his arms, hard as cast iron. His massive body trembled under the golden Heavenly Roc's pressure, but his feet seemed rooted to the ground, firmly nailed in place. Veins bulged across his face as he clenched his teeth so hard that the grinding could be heard.

Behind Zhao Wuji, the remaining members of Shrek Academy seemed to see a glimmer of hope. They knew that as long as Zhao Wuji remained standing, they still had hope.

At this critical moment, Feng Xiaotian also joined the battle. His figure flickered like the wind as he unleashed Fierce Wind Demon Wolf Fifty-Four Strikes. Every swing of the wolf claws in his hands produced a sharp wind blade. Those wind blades traced elegant arcs through the air as they attacked the golden Heavenly Roc.

Huo Wu and Shui Bing'er also stepped forward at this crucial moment. Huo Wu was as fiery and unrestrained as flame itself. She pressed her palms together, then suddenly spread them apart, unleashing the soul skill Huo Wu's Blazing Sun.

Several fireballs circled around her, each radiating scorching heat, as though they could set the air itself ablaze.

With a sharp cry, she pushed the fireballs toward the golden Heavenly Roc. The blazing temperature distorted the surrounding air.

In contrast to Huo Wu's intensity, Shui Bing'er appeared cool and elegant. Her figure resembled a nimble ice-and-snow spirit, radiating a chilling aura.

With a light flick of her slender fingers, sharp ice spikes condensed before her one after another. They glimmered with cold light like piercing icicles in winter.

Shui Bing'er smiled coldly and directed the ice spikes toward the golden Heavenly Roc. Wherever they passed, the air seemed to freeze, leaving behind streaks of icy-blue trails.

Immediately after, Tai Long, Huang Yuan, and the other dozens of students who had arrived with Zhao Wuji also stepped forward. Their gazes were firm as they prepared to unleash their strongest soul skills.

Tai Long was broad and powerfully built, like a small mountain. He took a deep breath, tensing every muscle in his body as a faint yellow glow emerged from his skin. With a low roar, he clenched both fists and blasted them fiercely toward the golden Heavenly Roc.

A golden fist gale tore through the air, carrying violent force as though it would rip the air apart.

Huang Yuan, meanwhile, was an agile battle soul master. His body moved like the wind, swift and nimble, as he swung the iron claws in his hands and released a powerful gust.

Besides Tai Long and Huang Yuan, the other students did not remain idle either. Each unleashed their own soul skills, weaving a dazzling net through the sky as they bombarded the golden Heavenly Roc together.

Behind the distant hall, Tang San could not help baring his teeth, as though he could feel the crushing pressure of the Azure Sky Roc Divine Technique.

"Hold on, hold on..."

Tang San could not help shouting. He knew that if the enormous golden Heavenly Roc truly came crashing down, every Shrek student present would be finished, just like the hundreds of Tang Sect disciples who had been burned to death moments ago.

Dugu Bo and Yang Wudi could only watch anxiously. They did not dare act, because their Soul Power had already been exhausted. Moreover, they knew that once they made a move, the mysterious woman in white beside the dragon-robed youth would certainly act as well.

In their current state, facing that mysterious woman in white would mean certain death.

And that was indeed the case...

On the eaves above the hall, Shi Hao watched the many Shrek students desperately trying to withstand the Azure Sky Roc Divine Technique, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Because he saw that even when dozens of Shrek students released their strongest soul skills together, they still could not disperse the enormous golden Heavenly Roc. Meanwhile, Zhao Wuji was nearly unable to hold on.

At the same time, the countless soldiers holding weapons around the hall were also stunned by the scene, and they immediately began shouting.

"Long live the Stone Emperor! Suppress the rebels..."

"Long live the Stone Emperor! Suppress the rebels!"

Their voices were perfectly unified and deafening.

Amid those impassioned cries, Fairy Yuechan remained quietly at Shi Hao's side. Her face was breathtakingly beautiful, her figure graceful, and her long hair drifted in the wind, complementing the flowing white gauze dress she wore and making her seem even more like an immortal fairy.

However, her beautiful face suddenly changed slightly. A trace of surprise flashed through her calm, waterlike eyes, and she looked toward a direction in the sky.

At that moment, a thunderous shout suddenly rang out from the air, like a bolt from a clear sky that made the entire hall seem to tremble.

The shout was filled with authority and power, as though it could shake heaven and earth.

"Myriad Swords Return to the Sect..."

As the shout fell, thousands upon thousands of swords instantly condensed densely in the sky. Every sword gleamed with cold light, as though formed from the purest sword qi between heaven and earth.

The swords spun through the air, producing waves of piercing sword cries that made hearts tremble.

Then, those swords rained down in overwhelming numbers, all attacking the enormous golden Heavenly Roc. The entire sky was shrouded in dense sword light.

Under such a powerful attack, the Azure Sky Roc Divine Technique could finally no longer hold on. The massive golden Heavenly Roc phantom instantly collapsed in midair, turning into countless golden specks that scattered into the air.

As the Azure Sky Roc Divine Technique dissipated, the terrifying pressure hanging above the Shrek Academy group vanished as well.

Zhao Wuji finally let out a breath of relief. His enormous Martial Soul Avatar instantly dispersed, returning him to the form of that short, stout middle-aged man. However, he was already utterly exhausted, his face pale as paper.

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, staggered back several steps, then collapsed helplessly to the ground.

Seeing the Azure Sky Roc Divine Technique dissipate, Shi Hao, standing atop the hall in his dragon robes, did not panic. This outcome had long been within his expectations. After all, his Soul Power was only level 65. The Azure Sky Roc Divine Technique condensed from level 65 Soul Power was merely equivalent to a casual strike from a Cave Heaven Realm cultivator. If level 65 Soul Power were converted into spiritual power, it might not even reach the Cave Heaven Realm.

Therefore, an Azure Sky Roc Divine Technique of this level had never been particularly powerful. Yet Fairy Yuechan at his side was at the peak of the Array Formation Realm...

Then next...

Shi Hao pondered inwardly. He smiled faintly, then looked toward Jian Daochenxin, who was flying over on a sword, before glancing at Ning Fengzhi and the others who had appeared in the square. He spoke domineeringly, his voice rumbling across the entire imperial palace square like thunder.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, are you planning to rebel?"