A Fierce Battle with Master Xuanzhen!
Xuan Zhen looked down at the wound on his chest.
Bloodstains were slowly seeping into the gray monk's robe, a dark red that stood out starkly against the faded fabric.
The wound itself was not deep.
What truly made him uncomfortable were the various forces remaining within it, and the needle-like pain that rippled through the depths of his consciousness.
Xuan Zhen raised his hand and brushed it across his chest. The effects of the Lotus Platform Rebirth Body flowed out, and golden lotus light traveled along his skin and flesh to repair his injuries.
A moment later, he looked down in astonishment.
The wound on his chest not only failed to heal, but instead left a horrifying scar, a mixture of ice and flame, even having a burning effect on his blood and qi.
Xuan Zhen's gaze shifted from the Army-Breaking Spear to Yang Xiao, a hint of caution appearing in his eyes.
That old weasel, Yellow Wind, deserved to die by that gun.
No wonder Yellow Wind died at your hands.
The moment the words fell.
Xuan Zhen placed one palm on his chest and chanted Buddhist mantras.
"Namo--"
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
The chanting no longer spread throughout the city, but instead focused entirely on Yang Xiao.
Within Yang Xiao's sea of consciousness, it was as if a bronze bell was ringing continuously.
One sound after another.
The tolling of the bell echoed repeatedly in my mind, making my very soul tremble.
The scene before my eyes briefly doubled, with Xuan Zhen's figure, the outline of the broken wall, and the light in mid-air all overlapping.
The world spun around.
The Soul Cleansing then illuminated.
The chanting of Buddhist hymns was filtered through the air like clear water, and the sound of the bells was gradually diluted.
The Five-Colored Glazed Dao Infant was surrounded by spiritual light, and the superimposed images in its sea of consciousness quickly returned to their original positions.
Yang Xiao paused for only a very brief moment before moving again.
Xuan Zhen's gaze sharpened upon seeing this. He had already raised his palm, waiting for the moment when Yang Xiao's soul would be lost before striking down.
But I didn't expect them to recover from the shock of my chanting so quickly. When did these rough warriors manage to cultivate their souls to such a level?
Yang Xiao unleashed his Void-Treading Wind-Chasing Steps.
The void beneath his feet felt solid, his figure blurred into a streak of afterimages, Army-Breaking Spear diagonally, aiming straight for Xuan Zhen's throat.
Xuan Zhen dodged to the side and struck the gun barrel with his palm.
Bang--!
The moment the palm touched the shaft, sparks flew as the golden light collided with the black-gold spear.
The gun barrel hummed incessantly, causing ripples in the air.
The heavy palm force traveled along the gun barrel and pierced through Yang Xiao's arms.
This palm strike was enough to shatter the meridians in the arm of an ordinary Dao Infant martial artist.
But the gun remained completely still; Yang Xiao's hands, gripping the gun, were as steady as if they were cast into a mountain, and could not be shaken at all.
Xuan Zhen looked somewhat surprised.
Yang Xiao didn't have as many tricks up his sleeve as his opponent; if one move didn't work, he would change his strategy again.
He generated power from his waist and hips, channeling the force through the spear shaft, and swept the spear tip backward, aiming straight for Xuan Zhen's shoulder and neck!
Call--!
A sudden gust of wind blew.
Xuan Zhen had no choice but to step back half a step and temporarily avoid the attack.
The shockwave from their clash struck the ground with a tremendous bang.
Boom!
The remaining roof tiles of the Demon Suppression Division shattered one after another, and the broken tiles fell to the ground like rain, rolling down the half-collapsed roof.
"Is it my turn?"
Xuan Zhen let out a low shout, and all the Buddhist light around him was gathered into one palm.
The golden Buddha's palm slowly pushed forward, the Buddha patterns on the palm flowing, the golden light so dense it couldn't be dispersed, like molten gold rolling in the palm.
Before the palm strike landed, the air around Yang Xiao had already become incredibly heavy.
The Bluestone beneath our feet could not bear the weight and crumbled inch by inch.
Yang Xiao watched in silence, his eyes gleaming.
The opponent did not simply unleash the power of Dao Infant, but instead constructed a rather elegant golden Buddha palm in front of him. Judging from its quality, it was quite mature, and this must be a martial art of the Dao-Infant Realm.
Yang Xiao used the Eroding-Realm Mystic Light to slightly loosen the surrounding air, but found that he couldn't even leave this place using the Void-Treading Step.
The stagnant air around him made him feel stiff and unsteady.
Faced with this golden palm print, it seemed the only option was to withstand the attack head-on.
Since that's the case, then let's not avoid it.
Yang Xiao's eyes were icy cold, and a sinister glint flashed across his face.
He unleashed all the power within his body, using it against Xuan Zhen without reservation.
The Five-Colored Glazed Dao Infant and the body's Qi and blood circulated simultaneously. The power of the Dao Infant was like a river opening its floodgates, and the power of the Qi and blood was like a furnace being filled with wind.
Deep within his dantian, the Heaven-Melting Treasure Furnace suddenly opened, and a furnace of demonic liquid surged into his body to enhance his power!
Buzz--!!
The demonic power surged along with his blood and qi, pouring into his right arm, where it layered with the power of the Dao Infant and the power of his physical body.
The three forces converged at the point of the fist, instantly unleashing terrifying power.
Yang Xiao smashed out to meet the golden Buddha's palm head-on!
"What brute!?"
Under Xuan Zhen's watchful gaze, Yang Xiao met the approaching golden Buddha palm without changing his expression, abandoning his spear and instead relying on his bare hand.
The fist tore through the air, unleashing a sharp, muffled thud!
Boom!!!
The moment their fists and palms collided, golden light exploded like the blazing sun!
A violent shockwave swept outwards from the two of them, the broken wall collapsed in the aftershocks, the ground cracked with deep, spiderweb-like fissures, and rubble rose into the air.
The golden Buddha's palm, which could only have nearly killed Qin Lie, suddenly cracked open on Yang Xiao's fist.
Click!
A crack burst open from the palm of his hand, spreading across the entire palm in the blink of an eye.
The Buddha's palm shattered, and golden light scattered like broken porcelain.
The force of the punch remained undiminished.
In his haste, Xuan Zhen summoned his own golden Dao Infant to protect his arm, but he was still blasted away, crashing through more than ten feet of broken wall before finally landing.
Bricks and stones flew everywhere, and dust rose into the air.
The Demon Suppression Division was deathly silent inside and out.
Xuan Zhen landed, and immediately felt a tingling and numbing sensation in his palms.
He slowly raised his hand.
Even with the hasty blessing of the Dao Infant, the skin and flesh were still damaged, revealing the bare white bone fragments.
Beneath the torn flesh, a wisp of golden, solidified Dao Infant emerged.
"..."
Xuan Zhen stood frozen in place, staring at the young man in the distance as if he were a monster.
He added the Dao Infant enhancement to that move, making it enough to obliterate a martial artist who had just entered the Dao-Infant Realm.
Unless one possesses some extraordinary skill, it would be difficult to barely withstand such a powerful punch, yet the opponent used such a simple and brutal blow.
This truly exceeded his expectations.
Even in Buddhism, which is renowned for its emphasis on physical cultivation, it is absolutely impossible for a monk to withstand such a move when he has just entered the Nascent Dao-Infant Realm.
The golden Buddha's palm shattered under the fist, until it completely dissipated into golden light.
Yang Xiao slowly withdrew his hand, his breathing slightly rapid, and looked up ahead.
His fist was damaged, but it recovered very quickly thanks to the Ten-Thousand-Forged Demon Body, and his strength was soon fully restored.
Yang Xiao quickly regained his composure and disappeared from the spot once again.
Seeing this, Xuan Zhen panicked slightly and gathered the lotus light again, condensing it into Lotus Platform in front of him, layer upon layer protecting his body.
Whoosh--!
Yang Xiao appeared from behind him and then activated the Eroding-Realm Mystic Light.
The outermost layer of lotus light on the Lotus Platform began to dim, and the edges of the lotus petals became thinner and thinner. The peeling light fragments, like dust, scattered into nothingness in the wind.
Clang--!
The black-gold spearhead pierced through thin ice like a cone, and the Lotus Platform shattered with a crisp sound first.
Then the cracks exploded like a spider web, and several lotus petals shattered around Xuan Zhen, scattering like broken glass!