Overwhelming dominance

On the White Jade Platform, Futu Yijing stood with spear in hand, facing Maha You, who had risen to his feet once more. Their confrontation seemed to freeze even the surrounding air, leaving the atmosphere unbearably oppressive.

Maha You's gaze was sharp and icy, killing intent churning in his black-and-white eyes. Yet deep within them, where no one could see, a trace of wariness flickered.

The fact that his opponent had met the Immortal Golden Body head-on with his flesh alone was enough to reveal the formidable strength of his body.

If Maha You wanted to leave the Futu Ancient Clan unscathed, he would have to bring out his full strength. This was no alarmist exaggeration, but a consequence of his opponent's power. Both were at the complete Earthly Sovereign stage, so he could not suppress Futu Yijing through cultivation alone.

Compared to Maha You, Futu Yijing looked far more calm and untroubled.

Judging solely by the strength of his Immortal Golden Body, Maha You was stronger than the complete Earthly Sovereigns of the Outer Realm Evil Clan on the Saint Abyss Continent.

But no matter how one looked at it, Futu Yijing was a fierce fighter who had taken on an entire group by himself not long ago. Facing Maha You one-on-one now was simply too easy.

Just as Futu Yijing had said, their battle was nothing more than him schooling Maha You. For Futu Yijing, dealing with Maha You was like opening his mouth to eat bean sprouts-a piece of cake.

"If you're smart enough, you can leave the White Jade Platform now. Then you can still claim you never used your full strength," Futu Yijing said slowly. His long hair, gathered behind his head by a golden crown, streamed in the wind, and a cold, fierce light flashed in his eyes.

As he spoke, vast spiritual energy, raging like a tsunami and laden with dense blood energy, erupted from his body and surged into the sky.

Sensing the blood energy emanating from Futu Yijing, Maha You's eyes filled with solemnity.

"I hope you have the strength to back that up!" Maha You's voice was utterly cold.

Even if one lost the fight, one could not lose the swagger. Talking trash before a battle was a principle that applied everywhere.

Maha You's flesh began to sublime, finally transforming into a spiritual body as radiant as a gemstone. Though his figure seemed insignificant beneath heaven and earth, it made the surrounding spiritual energy tremble.

Futu Yijing did not know what divine ability this gemstone spiritual body was, but he did not hesitate. Raising his spear, he stepped forward, and his figure became a streak of light that swiftly appeared before Maha You.

"True Dragon Precious Technique-Divine Dragon Tail Swing!"

Violent spiritual energy transformed into an enormous dragon, which lashed its tail along the path of Futu Yijing's sweeping spear.

Maha You smiled menacingly and stepped forward, clenching his hand into a fist and driving it straight at Futu Yijing.

His choice to do so showed just how much confidence he had in the divine ability he had unleashed.

That seemingly plain punch tore fine cracks through space. Fragments of space wrapped around his fist, making it a blow that could shake heaven and earth.

"You're far too confident in this divine ability of yours!" Futu Yijing's hands never stopped moving, and the dragon's tail slammed into Maha You's fist.

As the two collided, space partially collapsed. Amid the raging astral winds, Futu Yijing's spear traced a perfect crescent, and the dragon's sweeping tail followed its arc.

Futu Yijing remained utterly motionless. Maha You's radiant gemstone spiritual body, on the other hand, was hurled back several hundred meters, even farther than Futu Yijing had been driven back by the Immortal Golden Body earlier.

The True Dragon Precious Technique was an innate divine art of the True Dragon Clan. Even in a different world, a measure of its immense might shone through in Futu Yijing's hands.

"I told you, you're too confident in your divine ability!" Futu Yijing said calmly.

He stood in the air with spear in hand, looking down upon Maha You, who had been driven back hundreds of meters, with an unrivaled bearing. The scar along his left jaw lent that peerless presence an added touch of valor.

So far, in clashes between divine abilities, the True Dragon Precious Technique had only ever lost to his ancestor. But his ancestor had been a saint grade powerhouse in life, so that result offered no meaningful comparison.

Leaving that aside, the True Dragon Precious Technique had never lost!

That was the conclusion Futu Yijing had drawn from countless battles.

Outside the White Jade Platform, the guests from all the superpowers watched the scene and understood that Maha You could no longer leave the Futu Ancient Clan unscathed.

At the very least, the Maha Ancient Clan would lose face within the Futu Ancient Clan in this battle.

Though Maha You's life would not be in danger, Futu Yijing would become the opponent he measured himself against for a long time after this fight.

That would bring Maha You both benefits and drawbacks.

The benefit was that this battle could ignite his competitive spirit and spur him to cultivate harder.

But the drawback was equally clear. If he could not surpass Futu Yijing, he would remain beneath him for the rest of his life. In time, this battle would become his inner demon.

He had only himself to blame, really. Why insist on meddling in the Futu Ancient Clan's tournament between its branches?

Everyone present understood the reason. Back then, the Futu Ancient Clan had intended to arrange a marriage between Qing Yanjing and his elder brother, Maha Tian. In the end, however, Qing Yanjing had disregarded the arrangement, and it had come to nothing. That had, after all, cost their Maha Ancient Clan face.

As Maha Tian's younger brother, Maha You naturally wanted to make the Futu Ancient Clan lose face in return.

That was why he had interfered in the Futu Ancient Clan's tournament between its branches.

It also proved Futu Yijing's description of him right: a selfish, narrow-minded fool.

Maha You's expression was exceedingly grim. He had never imagined that the divine ability he took such pride in would lose. That unstoppable force just now had made him feel like a mayfly trying to shake a tree.

Huff.

He drew a deep breath, his expression solemn, and rapidly formed seals with both hands. In the next instant, vast spiritual energy swept out of his body like a raging tornado.

"Maha Heavenly Bell!"

A low voice issued from Maha You's mouth. Black-and-white light spun furiously around him before finally transforming into an enormous black-and-white bell.

The enormous bell enclosed Maha You's body, forming his strongest defense.

"That's the Maha Heavenly Bell, one of the Maha Ancient Clan's top Peerless Divine Abilities." Outside the White Jade Platform, the leaders of the many superpowers watched with grave eyes. The fact that Maha You had unleashed this ability showed just how far Futu Yijing had pushed him.

Futu Yijing circulated the Great Futu Art within his body, and a black pagoda appeared out of thin air, hovering around him.

The Sacred Futu Pagoda radiated crystalline light, and wherever that light shone, everything seemed to be sealed.

The crystalline light imbued his spear. Futu Yijing gave it a few simple swings, settled into his stance, and stepped forward. A dragon's roar seemed to echo through space.

"True Dragon Precious Technique-Dragon Moves the Nine Heavens!"

Following Futu Yijing's movements, the spear tip slammed violently into the Maha Tian Bell, and a tremendous crash spread outward from the point of impact.