Twelve Dragon-Elephants, God and Demon Power

"I feel... great."

Lu Shaoyou's voice was soft, yet it struck Xue Yutang's heart like an invisible, heavy hammer.

The frenzied smile on his face froze in that instant.

Great?

What did he mean?

He stared at Lu Shaoyou, at the 'demon' at the center of the Blood River Array who was completely unaffected, who had even single-handedly slaughtered thousands of martial artists.

For the first time, a sliver of suspicion, unnoticed even by himself, emerged in his heart.

Impossible.

Xue Yutang violently shook his head, expelling the ominous premonition.

He, wielding the Blood Drinking Demonic Blade, had used the essence blood of thousands of martial artists as a sacrifice, breaking through his limitations and reaching an unprecedented Xiantian Peak realm!

Across Qingzhou, in the past two hundred years, very few had reached his level.

His father, the Blood Saber Sect master Xue Cangqiong, was no different.

Now, with the Blood Drinking Demonic Blade, he was the number one person in Qingzhou!

This Lu Shaoyou, despite his monstrous talent, robust physique, and bizarre cultivation techniques, was, after all, just one person.

Why?

Why could he utter the words "great" in the face of his own god-like power?

He's bluffing! He must be bluffing!

After his consecutive battles and resisting the siege of experts from various sects, his True Qi was already at its limit. He was merely feigning composure, trying to scare him away!

With this realization, Xue Yutang's confidence returned.

He looked at Lu Shaoyou, the condescending gaze reappearing in his eyes, even tinged with the pity and admiration of a cat playing with a mouse.

"Lu Shaoyou, I admit, you are the strongest young man I've ever seen, and the biggest variable, the most exciting stroke in this game of mine."

Xue Yutang, carrying the still humming and trembling Blood Drinking Demonic Blade, paced slowly, as if admiring his own masterpiece.

"You are very interesting, and possess potential that matches mine. Now, I'll give you an opportunity."

He paused, speaking in a condescending tone, "Kneel and pledge allegiance to me. I can spare your life."

"After I unify Qingzhou, you will be the first person under my command."

"In the future, this world, we shall share it, how about it?"

He painted a grand picture, one that would drive any ambitious person mad.

He believed no one could refuse such a temptation.

However, what greeted him was a sneering laugh full of mockery.

"Share the world? You think you're worthy?"

Lu Shaoyou acted as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

He couldn't be bothered to waste any more words on this conceited idiot.

With a thought, Lu Shaoyou commanded the system.

"System, consume eighty thousand Slaughter Value to upgrade the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill!"

[Ding! Slaughter Value -80000.]

[Dragon-Elephant Prajna Skill upgrading...]

Boom—!!!

An indescribable, terrifying power erupted within Lu Shaoyou without warning!

If the previous Four Dragon-Elephant Power was a surging river, then this power was now a bursting Heavenly River, divine lightning tearing through the sky!

Crack! Crack!

In an instant, the wind and clouds changed, the heavens and earth were shocked!

Centered on Lu Shaoyou, a golden wave of energy surged skyward, directly tearing through the bloody miasma at the cliff top and piercing the clouds.

The bones and muscles around his body emitted crackling sounds like popping beans. Every inch of his flesh, every meridian, underwent earth-shattering transformations under this newfound power.

The most astonishing change occurred within his Dantian.

The previously gaseous golden True Qi, under the pressure of an extreme amount of power, began to condense, compress, and transform at an unbelievable speed!

One drop, two drops, three drops...

Drops of liquid True Qi, like molten gold, were born out of thin air!

True Qi Liquefaction!

This was another leap in life's progression after the transformation from Postnatal Internal Force to Xiantian True Qi! It was the mark of a martial artist stepping from the Xiantian realm towards a higher level—the Transcendence Grandmaster!

As the power within Lu Shaoyou surged, the entire landscape of Soul Severing Cliff underwent a dramatic change in its very essence!

Above the sky, the originally clear sky inexplicably gathered heavy lead clouds. Within the clouds, lightning flashed and thunder roared, as if celestial gods were enraged.

A majestic heavenly might enveloped the entire peak of Soul Severing Cliff, causing all living beings to tremble from the depths of their souls.

This was a celestial phenomenon!

"What's going on?!"

"Is the sky… is the sky about to fall?"

"That demonic fiend… look at that demonic fiend!"

The surviving martial artists, their eyes nearly bulging out, pointed at Lu Shaoyou in the center of the arena in terror.

Lu Shaoyou's body was blazing with golden light, so radiant it was like a scorching sun. Behind him, the roars of dragons and the trumpeting of elephants could be heard endlessly.

Vaguely, twelve lifelike illusory dragon-elephant projections were roaring towards the heavens!

The Twelve Dragon-Elephant Power!

His aura, at this moment, had shattered the barrier of late Xiantian, broken through the shackles of Xiantian peak, and was still climbing upward at an utterly unreasonable pace!

A terrifying pressure, surpassing the realm of Xiantian, emanated from him.

"This is… this is trying to break through to Transcendence?!"

On a distant lone peak, the Golden-Masked Man, who had been watching calmly, changed his expression drastically.

His previously tranquil tone carried a hint of shock and urgency for the first time.

"My Lord! Under the Sky Locking Array, if someone forcibly attempts to break through to Transcendence, it will undoubtedly attract the full investigation of the Demonic Sect."

"Even powerful cultivators from the Demonic Sect might descend upon Qingzhou at any cost! If our identities are exposed then, the Dynasty's plan will be completely ruined!" the Grey-robed Elder said, his face pale, his voice trembling.

A flicker of struggle and determination crossed the Golden-Masked Man's eyes. "He cannot be allowed to break through! Prepare to act and forcibly interrupt him!"

However, just as he was about to move, the terrifying aura that was about to pierce the heavens abruptly stopped.

[Warning! The current location of the host is abnormal, sealed by an array, and the elemental energy of heaven and earth is isolated. If you forcibly break through to the Transcendence realm, it will attract the descent of contemporary powerful cultivators. Please proceed with caution!]

Almost simultaneously with the celestial phenomenon, the system's prompt, like a basin of cold water, doused Lu Shaoyou.

Contemporary powerful cultivators?

An array?

A storm of shock instantly surged in Lu Shaoyou's heart.

Although he was confident, he was not conceited.

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Since the system used the word "Warning" and mentioned contemporary powerful cultivators, it meant that the risks involved were something he could not afford to bear at the moment.

With his thoughts racing, Lu Shaoyou decisively suppressed the power that was about to erupt from his body.

Play it safe!

With a thought, the rampaging power of the Twelve Dragon-Elephants no longer surged towards a higher realm. Instead, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, it was all gathered within his body, tempering his physical body and liquefied True Qi, again and again.

The celestial phenomenon in the sky slowly dissipated.

The pressure that had surpassed the limit also stabilized back at… Xiantian peak!

"Hoo…" On the lone peak, the Golden-Masked Man let out a long sigh of relief as he watched the disappearing phenomenon, a layer of cold sweat having broken out on his back.

"He stopped… thankfully, thankfully he stopped," the Grey-robed Elder said, still feeling trepidation.

Below the arena, Xue Yutang's expression was more peculiar than if he had seen a ghost.

He stared blankly at Lu Shaoyou, feeling an oppressive aura from him that was no less than his own, and perhaps even more so in terms of pure pressure. His mind went blank.

How was this possible?!

Why had his aura also surged to Xiantian peak in such a short moment?!

Wasn't he at the end of his rope?

"Secret technique! It must be some forbidden secret technique that burns one's life!" Xue Yutang roared wildly in his heart, searching for a rational explanation for himself.

Yes! It must be like this!

He burned his life to achieve this temporary peak power! As long as he could drag it out, once his secret technique's duration passed, he would be a defenseless piece of trash!

With this thought, Xue Yutang's heart settled again. He looked at Lu Shaoyou, a cruel smile reappearing on his face.

"Struggling in your death throes, is it meaningful? How long can the power gained by burning your life sustain you?"

"Too much nonsense."

Lu Shaoyou's response was simple and direct.

He gripped the Qi Mei Cudgel in his hand, feeling the unprecedented, vast divine power within him, as if he could pierce the heavens with a single strike. The Twelve Dragon-Elephant Power erupted with a roar!

"Dragon-Elephant Demon Suppressing Staff—Suppress!"

There was no skill, no probing, just the strongest killing move from the very first strike!

The ordinary-looking iron rod, at this moment, seemed to transform into a heaven-supporting divine pillar.

Golden light surged, the staff's shadow tore through the air, carrying a thunderous roar as it smashed down towards Xue Yutang!

This strike was worlds apart from the previous one!

"Well done! Blood River Surges!"

Xue Yutang was not surprised, but delighted, that Lu Shaoyou dared to make the first move. He had absolute confidence in his current strength!

With the Blood Drinking Demonic Blade in his hand, he dared to fight even a legendary Transcendence Grandmaster!

He poured all his cultivation into the demonic blade. A blood-red river, one hundred zhang long, materialized out of thin air. Carrying the wails of countless vengeful spirits and the resentment capable of defiling souls, it flowed upwards, meeting the golden divine pillar.

He could already see the scene of Lu Shaoyou, staff and all, being corroded into a pool of pus and blood by his Blood River Saber Art.

However, reality was cruel.

Boom—!!!

Under the gaze of countless onlookers, the golden divine pillar and the blood-red river violently collided.

There was no stalemate as imagined, no standoff between evenly matched opponents.

In just an instant.

The blood-red river, in which Xue Yutang had placed all his hopes, condensing all his cultivation and the ferocious might of the demonic blade.

The moment it came into contact with the golden staff shadow, it was like paper, torn in half by that pure, domineering, and invincible power, instantly shattered!

"Pfft—!"

Xue Yutang felt an irresistible, terrifying force surge through the demonic blade and smash into his chest.

His protective Inner Force shattered instantly.

His chest bones cracked inch by inch.

He spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his entire body, like a kite with a broken string, was sent flying backward again, further than before, and crashing harder!

If not for a surge of dense blood light erupting from the Blood Drinking Demonic Blade at the last moment to protect his heart veins, this single strike would have blown him to bits on the spot!

"No... this is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

Xue Yutang struggled to get up from the ground, his hair disheveled, looking like a madman, his eyes filled with extreme shock and disbelief.

He lost?

With the Blood Drinking Demonic Blade, having reached the Xiantian Peak, he couldn't even withstand one of the opponent's moves?!

This wasn't a secret technique!

There was no secret technique in this world that could achieve such a terrifying level!

"I don't believe it! I don't believe it! Ahhh!"

Xue Yutang went completely mad. The vital blood within him burned ferociously, pouring into the Blood Drinking Demonic Blade recklessly.

"Blood Demon Disintegration! Blade Soul Possession!"

He roared at the sky, and his entire being began to merge with the demonic blade in his hand.

His body became gaunt, while the demonic blade radiated an unprecedented, monstrous blood-red light that almost dyed the sky red.

An evil aura, far surpassing anything before, erupted.

"Die!!"

Xue Yutang, one with the blade, transformed into a blood-red stream of light that tore through the heavens and earth, charging at Lu Shaoyou once more.

This was his strongest, and his last, strike.

However, Lu Shaoyou, with a blank expression, raised his iron staff again.

That power shook the surroundings.

The entire summit of Soul Severing Cliff began to tremble violently under the force of this power. Huge cracks spread outward from the arena in all directions.

The surviving martial artists, caught in the aftershocks of the two's battle, were like leaves in a gale, flung away, spitting blood, their fates unknown.

The remaining survivors scrambled down the mountain, wishing they had been born with more legs.

"It's over."

Lu Shaoyou whispered to himself.

The power of the Twelve Dragon-Elephants was poured into the staff without reservation.

Dragon-Elephant Demon Suppressing Staff—Break!

As this strike was unleashed, all sounds and lights in the world seemed to be stripped away completely at that moment.

Only that golden staff shadow remained, pure to the extreme, domineering to the extreme, enough to cause gods and demons to perish.

Crack—!

A crisp sound, like shattering glass, echoed through the heavens.

The blood-red stream of light, the moment it came into contact with the golden staff shadow, shattered inch by inch.

The ferocious Blood Drinking Demonic Blade, which had devoured the vital blood of thousands of martial artists, along with Xue Yutang's last spark of life and will.

Was smashed into countless fragments by this single strike!