This Grudge Is Huge

As soon as they arrived on the island, Dizang retorted, "You say you've comprehended a fist technique divine ability just like that? I don't believe it. Show me."

Bo Huang said, "As Crown Prince, would I lie to you?" He then struck a pose and said, "Watch closely. True Meaning of Tai Chi, Yin and Yang follow each other, Yin embraces Yang, Yang transforms Yin." After that, he performed a few soft, flowing movements of Tai Chi.

Lao Zi watched Bo Huang's movements and laughed heartily, "Good, this fist technique contains the Way of Yin and Yang. It can absolutely be transformed into a divine ability. Zhunti, what else do you have to say for the West?"

Zhunti replied, "Nothing to say. Dizang, you shall spar with Crown Prince Bo Huang."

Dizang nodded, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. A steady and majestic aura emanated from him. His great robe fluttered as he raised his hands, condensing a powerful energy.

Suddenly, he let out a great roar, "Great Majestic Heavenly Dragon!" The sound echoed across the entire battlefield like thunder.

Tai Yi remarked, "Brother Zhunti, your disciple has quite a loud voice. You startled this Emperor. I hope he has some real skill."

Zhunti replied, "I certainly won't disappoint the Eastern Emperor. Dizang is one of the strongest disciples on my Mount Sumeru."

As they spoke, a blue lightning dragon writhed in Dizang's hand and shot towards Bo Huang like lightning.

Bo Huang smiled slightly, a hint of disdain in his eyes. A mysterious aura emanated from him, like starlight in the night sky. He waved his hand gently, and a patch of warm sun shone down, bathing him in its comforting radiance.

Then, he chanted an incantation, "A speck of warm sun arrives first, followed by flames that scorch the heavens." He then summoned the Golden Crow Li Fire Sword. The Solar True Fire on the sword blazed fiercely, its flames golden and incredibly hot. He wielded the sword like the wind, thrusting it at Dizang.

Sword and dragon collided, and a powerful wave of energy instantly erupted in the air. Flames and electric light intertwined, creating a spectacular scene. The entire battlefield was enveloped by this turbulent energy.

Their figures crossed paths in an instant, their movements as fast as lightning. Sword and dragon intertwined, sparking bursts of fire and light. Their forms weaved through the battlefield like phantoms, engaging in a thrilling contest.

Bo Huang's footwork was exceptionally agile, like a gracefully dancing butterfly, and his swordsmanship was superb, each strike carrying immense power. Dizang, relying on his formidable strength and unwavering will, held his ground against Bo Huang without flinching.

As the battle progressed, a faint glow gradually appeared on both of them, their auras growing stronger. Their gazes met, as if they could see into each other's hearts. This was a true peak duel, and neither was willing to yield.

Time slipped away unnoticed during their battle. The wind and shouts on the battlefield gradually faded, leaving only their fight. Their movements became faster and faster, each clash igniting ripples of energy.

The entire battlefield fell silent, with only the sound of sword and dragon colliding echoing in the air. Their figures darted between sword and dragon like ghosts, everything seemingly under their control.

Finally, with a dull thud, Dizang was forced back several steps, while Bo Huang stood firm as a mountain. A look of solemnity appeared on Dizang's face; he hadn't expected Bo Huang to be so powerful.

"Such a powerful divine ability!" Dizang muttered under his breath. He began to adjust his state, preparing for the next round of attacks.

Bo Huang's smile grew more confident, a glint of certainty in his eyes. He knew the battle was nearing its end, and victory would soon be his.

Seeing Dizang at a disadvantage, Bo Huang burst into laughter, "It seems the techniques of the Western heresies are rather mediocre..." He then continued to provoke Dizang verbally while secretly channeling power into the Golden Crow Li Fire Sword.

Dizang felt his blood boil, his entire body filled with power. He roared up at the sky, his powerful voice transforming into a surging tide that swept in all directions.

Immediately after, he trod on the void, his speed reaching its peak as he charged towards Bo Huang with incredible swiftness.

Simultaneously, a long dragon radiating golden Buddhist light flashed on Dizang's body. The yellow dragon on his person let out a deafening roar, its fangs bared and claws extended as it lunged at Bo Huang. Its massive dragon claws tore through the void, stirring up a tempestuous gale that seemed intent on ripping apart anything in its path.

Bo Huang's face wore a confident smile. With a flick of his finger, the Golden Crow Li Fire Sword let out a long hum, and a torrent of boundless flames erupted from its blade.

These flames were terrifying. The moment they appeared, they illuminated half the immortal island a fiery red, like a sea of fire. The flames then spread rapidly, engulfing Bo Huang in an instant and transforming into a raging inferno.

The sea of fire surged and churned, with violent roars exploding across the battlefield.

Dizang was enveloped by the flames, struggling weakly. Seeing this, Zhunti, worried for his disciple, rushed to his aid. Unexpectedly, Bo Huang had hidden a wisp of his Primordial Spirit within the flames. As a result, Zhunti's intervention injured Bo Huang's Primordial Spirit, giving the Three Pure Ones, Di Jun, and Tai Yi a reason to intervene.