Chapter 242

In midair, Yu Zhangsheng's figure arrived in an instant, and in the Dark Spirit Terror Claw Bear's terrified eyes, he forcibly endured the tearing pain throughout his body, suppressed the surging blood, and a ruthless color flashed in his eyes.

Yu Zhangsheng gritted his teeth and spat blood; in each palm a fireball emerged, two pills red to the point of blackness, emitting violent high heat, gripped in his palms, and he pressed them down onto the Dark Spirit Terror Claw Bear's crown!

"Roar!!"

The Dark Spirit Terror Claw Bear howled and roared, sensing a huge threat, but its bulky body had already determined that although its offense was terrifying, its agility was much weaker; caught off guard, facing Yu Zhangsheng's sudden strike, it had no way to dodge.

"Sizzle sizzle sizzle……"

The next instant, the fireballs struck the Dark Spirit Terror Claw Bear's forehead squarely, bursts of roasted meat fragrance spread, the fireballs destabilized and suddenly exploded, violent flames scattering in all directions, turning into heavenly fire streamers that rapidly ignited the Dark Spirit Terror Claw Bear's entire coat of hair.

The Dark Spirit Terror Claw Bear's flesh and blood were a blur, yet no blood flowed out, all seared shut, half its head blown away, its whole body rolling on the ground, but the flames on its body were strangely spiritual, difficult to extinguish.

With one strike accomplished, Yu Zhangsheng also did not hesitate in the slightest, activating Shadow Flash to quickly retreat.

Tang Chen at this moment also reacted, seeing that in the blink of an eye the Dark Spirit Terror Claw Bear had also lost combat power; his brows furrowed slightly, but he did not pay it excessive mind.

With a wave of his hand, the unconscious Dark Spirit Terror Claw Bear was also recalled into his Inner Landscape; Tang Chen exhaled a breath, wiped the char on his forehead, red mist surged in his hand, and his blurred flesh and blood instantly recovered as before.

Having done all this, a trace of decisiveness flashed in Tang Chen's eyes; sensing his own state, deep in his eyes a hint of anxious force flashed, so he flew forward in a rush, arriving before Yu Zhangsheng in an instant, his palm rising, a red heavenly saber over seventy zhang tall condensing, gathering the Void and slashing fiercely at Yu Zhangsheng! "Blood Resentment Extreme Demon Slaying!"

Yu Zhangsheng frowned, his body explosively retreating while executing several consecutive Shadow Flashes, but the sense of being locked onto still enveloped his mind.

So he gritted his teeth, swallowed two Pills to recover some injuries, then suddenly looked up, Qi and blood power surging, on the Thousand Mountain Armor a circle of fine blood-colored patterns emerged, forming a hand seal he suddenly slapped toward the ground! "Bang!!"

The Thousand Mountain Armor flickered, mana frantically venting; the originally pockmarked Arena trembled, pieces of collapsed earth and stone reassembled, and under Yu Zhangsheng's guidance formed a heavy giant shield covering half the Arena, blocking before Yu Zhangsheng.

The blood-red heavenly saber fell from the Heavenly Dome, turning into a shocking Long Rainbow, slashing down heavily, cleaving onto the earth-and-stone giant shield.

Boom—! Earth and stone flew, the giant shield collapsed, Yu Zhangsheng's complexion turned another shade paler, his breath disordered, his whole person much more withered.

And this heavenly saber also dimmed a bit, but did not dissipate, continuing to slash down at Yu Zhangsheng.

Yu Zhangsheng's scalp went numb, a powerful sense of life-and-death crisis rapidly detonated throughout his mind; waving his sleeve, eyes revealing a ruthless color, he executed two consecutive Shadow Flashes, pulling away distance.

But this heavenly saber seemed to have spirituality, under Tang Chen's control locking onto Yu Zhangsheng.

Yu Zhangsheng paid it no heed, his figure flashing, he actually arrived before the Azure Flower Poison-Tail Scorpion, a fist blasting out! The Azure Flower Poison-Tail Scorpion was shocked, its scorpion tail stabbing out, and suddenly circles of vines spread all around, trapping and restricting its figure, its mind also suddenly struck by a wave of Stun.

In the split second of clashing, Yu Zhangsheng gritted his teeth and pressed his lips, suddenly a fist blasted onto the Azure Flower Poison-Tail Scorpion; the latter screamed, its hard carapace nearly caving in, and Yu Zhangsheng was indeed a decisive man, one hand grabbing the Azure Flower Poison-Tail Scorpion's tail, one hand controlling its base, holding it in front of him, directly facing the falling blood-colored heavenly saber.

"Hmm?"

Tang Chen frowned, his gaze flickering uncertainly; he wanted to recall the Azure Flower Poison-Tail Scorpion, but at this moment the Azure Flower Poison-Tail Scorpion was controlled by Yu Zhangsheng, unable to be recalled; after struggling, he finally gritted his teeth hard, the heavenly saber continued to fall, but its momentum was reduced by several degrees.

"Crack… Pfft!"

The next moment, layer upon layer of Wooden Shields condensed before Yu Zhangsheng, yet all utterly collapsed; Yu Zhangsheng was covered in blood, falling to the ground, while the Azure Flower Poison-Tail Scorpion was even more miserable, its breath nearly gone, chest armor collapsed, scorpion tail limp, finally turning into a stream of light, recalled into the Inner Landscape by Tang Chen who revealed an unbearing expression.

"Green Light of Biluo!"

Cai Xing Deer stepped forward, its deer antlers instantly blazing with green light, enveloping Yu Zhangsheng and the Golden-Winged Great Eagle, specks of green light carrying gentle power pouring into both their bodies, rapidly healing their injuries.

"Huff huff huff……"

Yu Zhangsheng panted, his figure bedraggled; under the envelopment of the Biluo Green Light, he once again took out a Qingling Pill and a Huichun Pill and swallowed them, the vigor on his body beginning to rapidly recover, and soon he struggled to his feet.

At this moment, in this battle, Tang Chen's three Spirit Beasts were all heavily injured. By rights, if it were a Spirit Beast competition, it should have ended here.

Yu Zhangsheng's complexion was gloomy, he glanced at the Protective Array still enveloping the Arena, his eyes condensing.

He did not believe the people outside were already completely unaware of the situation inside; since that was so, yet no one came to stop it, that already explained the problem.

Thinking of this, Yu Zhangsheng sighed inwardly, and said coldly: "Tang Chen, your Spirit Beasts have all lost; this match should be over."

"Hehe, who said this was just a Spirit Beast competition."

Tang Chen's face revealed mockery, his body trembling imperceptibly, his surging Qi and blood cultivation base faintly already showing a trend of receding.

As his words fell, Yu Zhangsheng frowned, looked up toward Mo Pengchen's direction; the latter's complexion was ugly, his palm gripping tight, wanting to act.

"Peak Master Mo, wait patiently, it is all their fortune. If you do not act, I naturally will not act either; otherwise, my Sect's Spirit Beast, the Black Wind Spirit Dragon, is still there……"

Mu Yongxian glanced at Mo Pengchen, spoke faintly; the threat faintly revealed in his words left Mo Pengchen helpless, and after a long pause he took a deep breath, returning to normal.

Mu Yongxian smiled, lowered his head to look at Yu Zhangsheng, a trace of surprise and wariness flashing in his eyes.

"Yu Zhangsheng……"

………

"Since it is so, then I can also be completely at ease."

Seeing no reaction from the Outside World, Yu Zhangsheng's eyes turned icy, understanding clearly in his heart, looking at Tang Chen who revealed an anxious color, he waved his sleeve, Cai Xing Deer stepped forward, Golden-Winged Great Eagle danced in flight.

"Treading Soul!"

"Tree Sea Forest Luxuriance!"

"Black Wind Hundred Slashes!"

Boundless Tree Sea, endless wind blades, wave after wave shot toward Tang Chen; Tang Chen let out a low roar, his demon-god-like body easily breaking through layer upon layer of obstacles, his eyes hesitating a moment then flashing with decisiveness, red mist surging in his palm forming hole-like shapes, pressing toward Yu Zhangsheng.

"Red Demon… Devour Spirit!"

One strike erupted, Tang Chen's face ferocious and pained, violent momentum soaring to the heavens, his massive body suddenly like a deflating balloon, rapidly withering, his entire cultivation base of Qi and blood, including life force, violently draining away.

"!!!"

Yu Zhangsheng's sense of vigilance reached its peak in this instant.

Several hundred red mist skull heads, emitting towering evil Qi, the red mist also transforming toward black mist, one by one struggling out white bone giant mouths, their skull eyes flashing with red light that devoured souls, swaying on the verge of collapse.

Bursts of lascivious sounds also strangely transmitted from within, carrying strange sonic attacks, stirring up air waves, sweeping over; on those white bones without any flesh and blood, they actually opened their mouths in unison with great agility, each carrying an ultimate craving for flesh and blood.

"What evil technique is this?!" Yu Zhangsheng frowned, his body continuously explosively retreating, beads of sweat falling from his forehead; this spell technique, in Yu Zhangsheng's view, was strange to the extreme, completely lacking a shred of immortal bearing, appearing even more like a demonic path cultivation.

"Hehehe… the feeling of flesh and blood…"

"Haven't eaten fresh flesh and blood in so long…"

"Food, don't run around."

………

Strange voices transmitted from these several hundred skull heads, voices hoarse and icy, as if returned from the Nine Nethers Hell, blood light flickering, red mist surging.

Looking at Tang Chen's side in contrast, he also absolutely did not feel well; merely in the span of a moment, his originally lustrous and beautiful skin had already become withered and lifeless, strands of sallow hair breaking and fluttering, his youthful appearance also turned incomparably aged, the crow's feet on his forehead particularly obvious.

As his cultivation base plummeted along with his life force, a look of fatigue appeared on his face, but the hatred in his eyes was exceptionally bright. Thus he spoke in a hoarse voice: "Yu Changsheng, I have exhausted my cultivation base and life force just to kill you as an offering to my kin. I wonder what your mood is like today — do you feel even a shred of fear and regret? Today, even if I fall into the Underworld, I will drag you down with me!"

Tang Chen originally spoke these words as a low roar, but his body had already weakened to the utmost limit, and his voice grew softer and softer, weak and powerless.

"Forget it, you go on your own."

Yu Changsheng frowned, responding indifferently with a single sentence. Watching the red mist skulls pursuing relentlessly, he felt a bit of a headache.

Cai Xing the deer was anxious. Its whole body emitted seven-colored light, and layer upon layer of vines wove into a net, attempting to block them. Yet merely touching a wisp of red mist caused it to be instantly corroded into ash.

The Golden-Winged Great Eagle flew high, its wings fanning gales that sent wind and sand flying, stones rolling. But facing this bizarre red mist skull, the opponent did not move an inch.

Yu Changsheng formed a hand seal, a sense of helplessness passing through his heart. His eyes suddenly snapped open, his gaze turning a piece of empty clarity, the whites of his eyes rolling up slightly.

His hands clenched, then released. Two clusters of flame leaped up. In his left hand, the flame was crimson, even carrying a hint of pitch-black. The terrifying heat twisted the Void.

"A perfected Fireball Technique... its power truly does not disappoint me."

Yu Changsheng lowered his brows, sensing the power within him, and looked at the flame on his other hand. The Myriad Spirits Art operated automatically.

The right-hand flame swayed faintly. Its state was quite strange. Its entire body was transparent, yet also carried a half-yellow color. Clearly it was flame, yet its temperature was difficult to sense.

As it fluttered in the wind, strands of intangible charm dispersed into heaven and earth. Spiritual Qi also surged violently in response, rushing in madly. Thus the fire grew larger and larger, blazing fiercely.

It was precisely Void Fire!

"The Myriad Spirits Art and this Void Fire are quite compatible... is it because their characteristics are connected?"

Yu Changsheng shook his head. Amid some surprise, the two flames in his hands slowly drew close. Under his vast Divine Sense, they fused together perfectly without error.

Compared to before, the current Yu Changsheng not only had his cultivation base and Divine Sense greatly improved over before, but his mastery of Void Fire and his application of the Fireball Technique had long since become extraordinary.

Him deploying it again was naturally much more effortless. Likewise, its power was also more than several times more terrifying than when he last deployed it.

"Void Fire, Hao Yang!"

Yu Changsheng's mouth corners moved, slowly spitting out four words. As his words transmitted out, the two clusters of flame instantly fused into one.

One saw that originally it was merely a fireball half the size of a human head. It was coated with a ring of white flame. With the fusion of Void Fire, the fire grew even fiercer. Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi also seemed to be drawn, finding a source, and surged in even more madly.

And Yu Changsheng's own mana, with the deployment of this strike, was almost dried up. An astonishing momentum radiated from this fireball. In a moment it expanded from the size of a human head, continuously swelling, finally swelling to several tens of meters in size, seemingly reaching its limit. Unstable fluctuations continuously radiated out.

Wave after wave of scorching storm surged. The terrifying heat caused the Arena to develop cracks. The protective arrays around it let out a boom, and specks of cracks emerged.

"This... is this move again?"

"This protective barrier won't be unable to bear it and collapse, will it?"

Below the Arena, countless disciples were alarmed. Sensing the violent ability rampaging within, their faces showed shock, and they hurriedly retreated.

Mo Pengchen's eyes condensed, his expression unchanged. He continuously cast spells and formed seals, reinforcing the protective barrier and the Arena.

"This kid was still holding back this move?"

Mu Yongxian was astonished, his face alternating between dark and clear. He narrowed his eyes, staring at the Arena. In his palm, a streak of red light faintly appeared, seemingly intending to stir restlessly.

"Peak Master Mu must not intervene rashly. Just as you said, matters of the younger generation should be left for them to resolve themselves."

Mo Pengchen glanced at Mu Yongxian and spoke indifferently.

Mu Yongxian pursed his lips, his eyebrows twitching slightly. After a struggle in his gaze, the red light on his hand slowly dissipated.

Mo Pengchen shook his head, suddenly giving a faint smile, carrying a hint of anticipation as he looked downward.

On the other side, as Yu Changsheng continuously channeled power, sensing the Void Fire Hao Yang gradually trending toward violence, Yu Changsheng gritted his teeth. His arms suddenly swung. Divine Sense surged, controlling it. In an instant, that fireball comparable to the Hao Ri streaked past a faint afterimage, triggering a stream of heavenly fire light, surging toward that group of red mist skulls.

"Boom—!"

The Void twisted. The Air exploded. Flames splashed in all directions. Cai Xing and the Golden-Winged Great Eagle were recalled into the Inner Landscape by Yu Changsheng. In that split second, the Void Fire Hao Yang exploded. Violent light and heat replaced the Cangqiong.

"Ah... what fire is this?"

"No, no, spare us!"

The red mist retreated. Within it, the skulls one by one suddenly collapsed into ash under this flame. Miserable cries came in an unbroken stream, resounding through Yun Xiao.

A violent heat wave swept across heaven and earth. The Arena had completely collapsed. If not for Mo Pengchen's reinforcement, this protective barrier would have directly collapsed as well. Even so, its surface was still covered in cracks, tottering on the verge of collapse.

"What astonishing power. Can he control it?"

Mo Pengchen was secretly shocked, looking at the Auction Stage with slight worry.

On the field, at this moment it was already shattered into pieces. The original Arena had thoroughly collapsed into earth and stone. The scorching air burned the skin. Amid a stretch of dryness, a firestorm rampaged. Yu Changsheng's expression was grave.

The Myriad Spirits Art operated automatically. The residual Void Fire around him seemed to be drawn, automatically surrounding his body to form a defense, protecting Yu Changsheng from harm.

(Chapter End)