Cao Youqian Battles the Heroes in Succession
Tick-tock, tick-tock.
Time was flying by, second by second.
Neither of the two in the sky made the first move. In a duel between masters, techniques are often not the most important thing; mindset and understanding of the Great Dao are the keys to victory.
Cao Youqian remained standing with his arms crossed, the mockery on his face never fading, and the fighting spirit in his eyes growing stronger.
Conversely, on Moke's side, beads of sweat had already appeared on his forehead.
The moment the beads of sweat gathered and trickled down Moke's cheeks, he opened his eyes, pushed his hands forward, and uttered four large words.
"Ten Thousand Buddhas Pay Homage!"
In an instant, the tall Buddha statue in the sky clapped its hands together, forming a huge swastika symbol that flew out.
As the Buddha's seal appeared, the sun, moon, and stars within the Nine Cauldrons Secret Realm instantly lost their light.
That Buddha seal contains the supreme True Essence of the Buddhist Dao, capable of suppressing ghosts, gods, immortals, demons, and all things in the world.
Most of the cultivators around trembled involuntarily as they looked at the Buddha seal in the sky, their legs feeling as if their bones had been removed, and they couldn't help but kneel down.
Some of the older generation of strong individuals fared slightly better, managing to maintain their balance with difficulty.
But he could only stand still; he didn't even have the strength to speak.
At this moment, only one thought remained in their minds: this Buddha Son Moke is truly terrifyingly powerful.
"That's interesting."
As Cao Youqian spoke, he raised his hand and threw a punch.
"Extreme Dao Divine Fist!"
As Cao Youqian made his move, the Faxiang he conjured from the True Essence of the Great Dao unleashed a punch.
There were no unnecessary movements; it was just a simple, ordinary punch.
Boom!
A punch blasts the sound.
This punch seemed poised to pierce through the entire Nine Cauldrons Secret Realm.
The punch caused mountains to crumble and the earth to split; even the sky seemed to crack.
The older generation of onlookers, stunned by the punch, finally lost their balance and fell to the ground, their eyes wide with astonishment as they stared at Cao Youqian in the sky.
Who will win?
The thought had barely crossed the minds of the onlookers.
Then they saw that one punch shatter the swastika Buddha seal that was radiating golden Buddhist light.
The punch hadn't stopped yet, and it slammed towards Moke's Faxiang.
Rumble!!!
With a deafening roar, the Buddha Faxiang of the Buddha Son Moke collapsed instantly.
puff...
Buddha Son Moke spat out a mouthful of blood, slowly opened his eyes, and said, "Holy Son Cao's Tyrant Fist Peerless; this humble monk concedes defeat."
Cao Youqian laughed and said, "To be able to withstand one of my punches and only cough up blood, little monk, you're not bad either."
"..."
Buddha Son Moke was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Holy Son Cao, you flatter me. This humble monk will take his leave now."
"Okay, go down."
The disdain on Cao Youqian's face disappeared, and he slightly Fist Dao hands in greeting to the other party.
Buddha Son Moke turned around and disappeared into the sky. It was a long time before the onlookers came to their senses.
The battle they had just witnessed had exceeded their comprehension, and many of them had a question on their minds: Were those two truly King and Marquis and nobles, or Great Sage?
Cao Youqian stretched his neck and continued, "Next."
"Snort!"
A cold snort came from within the Blood God Sect, and a man wearing a blood-red mask stepped out from the crowd.
The moment he appeared, the sky and earth were instantly stained with blood, and a chilling aura enveloped the land.
Those present felt their hair stand on end as they looked at the man.
"Who is this person? Such murderous intent, even stronger than Shi Xuan's."
"I remember now, he was the peerless genius of the Blood God Sect thirty years ago, the One Night Sword King. After he drew the Yixi Sword back then, he went to the Heaven Continent to train. I didn't expect the Blood God Sect to summon him back this time. I wonder how strong he is now?"
"..."
The crowd buzzed with discussion, their faces filled with anticipation, eager to see which of these two prodigies would prevail.
"What's your name? Tell me."
Cao Youqian looked at the masked man in front of him and said with a smile.
"This holy son Yixi."
The Holy Son Yixi's tone was extremely cold, completely devoid of any emotion.
"So, what you possess is the Yixi Divine Sword."
Cao Youqian's gaze fell on the sword in the hand of the Holy Son Yixi.
"Good."
The Holy Son Yixi said calmly, "The sword in my hand is the peerless demonic sword, Yixi. Every time this sword is drawn, blood will be shed. I have returned this time to witness Xiao Chen's Sword Dao, but it would be good to nourish the sword with your blood first."
"Is that so?"
Cao Youqian's smile became exceptionally excited, "If you want to fight my senior brother, you'll have to get past me first."
"As you wish."
Holy Son Yixi finished speaking, his aura burst forth, and in an instant, the entire Nine Cauldrons Secret Realm was filled with blood.
A Devil God Faxiang, tens of feet tall, also appeared in the sky.
When the Devil God appeared, heaven and earth wept, and immortals and Buddhas trembled.
The earth trembled, and strange noises echoed in the sky.
Clang!
The instant the Yixi Devil Sword was drawn, a crimson light shot straight into the sky.
Rumble!
A bolt of lightning struck the demonic sword.
The next second, the murderous aura emanating from the Holy Son Yixi surged, his black eyes instantly turned blood red, his black hair turned silver-white, and the veins on his face beneath the mask bulged.
At this moment, he was like Devil God descending to earth; all things in the world were like clay chickens and earthenware dogs before him.
hiss...
The onlookers outside the venue gasped in shock at what they saw.
"What kind of monster has the Blood God Sect cultivated? This Sha Qi is comparable to that of Extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon!"
"That Unrivaled Tyrant Fist is in for a tough time in this battle."
"..."
Seeing this, Cao Youqian showed no fear whatsoever; on the contrary, he became even more excited and grinned.
"Good, this is much more fun to fight!"
As he spoke, his figure suddenly grew to over nine feet tall, his Faxiang resembling a towering giant.
Various elements, such as metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, and thunder, surrounded him.
This scene left most of the people present completely dumbfounded.
"How did he manage to comprehend so many True Intent with the Unrivaled Tyrant Fist?"
"A great reputation is never undeserved; perhaps this is the source of the Unrivaled Tyrant Fist's arrogant confidence."
"..."
Clang!
Yixi's demonic sword fell first, its power seemingly capable of World Destruction world; the heavens and earth shattered as the sword struck.
Many cultivators feared that this sword strike would shatter the entire secret realm.
Upon seeing this, Cao Youqian threw a punch.
Rumble!
Sword Qi and fist energy collided in mid-air, causing the earth to tremble.
After the exchange, both men took a half-step back.
The Holy Son Yixi said coldly, "Your blood is qualified to feed Yixi."
Cao Youqian smiled and said, "You're qualified to make me give my all."
After that, the two clashed again.
boom...
With a series of booming sounds, the sky and earth changed color.
Wherever the aftershocks of their battle reached, everything vanished. The ten Great Sage, with perfect coordination, used a protective shield to shield their disciples.
After dozens of exchanges, the sky finally returned to calm. The onlookers' eyes darted back and forth between the two, eager to know who the final victor was...