Chapter 533: The True Power of the Tiangong Realm!

Facing the massive tail of the Mo-Yu Horned Boa, surging with wind and thunder, churning the lake water upward, Chen Mu's gaze sharpened, and the tranquil, abyss-deep aura around him suddenly boiled over.

Hum—

A vast, mighty pressure, as if capable of propping up heaven and earth, erupted violently from within him.

In an instant, the spirit lake's waters ceased churning, as if forcibly smoothed by an invisible force.

The drifting spirit mist violently trembled, pushed aside by this pressure.

The clouds in the sky seemed torn apart, revealing the secret realm's distinctive pale blue sky-light.

Tiangong Realm!

Zhu Qing Dao Ren and Ning Zhi Xi felt their spirits violently shaken, as if a divine mountain crushed down upon them, making breathing difficult and their true essence nearly frozen.

They stared in horror at that figure in green robes.

Tiangong Realm?

Chen Mu is a Tiangong Realm cultivator!?

How old is Chen Mu?!

They had assumed Chen Mu was either a Di Tan Realm cultivator who had achieved Divine Immortality, or had ascended the Heaven Soul Altar.

They had never imagined Chen Mu had already entered Tiangong!

"Fall back a bit."

Chen Mu's calm voice rang out.

As the words ended, he stepped forward, the empty air beneath his feet becoming solid ground; his form blurred into a faint afterimage, neither dodging nor retreating—he charged straight toward the sweeping colossal tail!

The blade of Xian Long Sword flickered with light, and a sword intent—cleaving heaven, splitting earth, breaking all bonds—soared skyward.

The Bó Tiān Sword!

Holding Xian Long Sword, Chen Mu's blade suddenly swelled with radiance, extending outward into a solid, golden giant sword phantom.

Shh!

The giant sword phantom swung down—not with distant sword qi, but with the purest, most direct close-quarters combat!

The golden sword light condensed into something tangible, shrieking as it tore through space, colliding violently with the sweeping tail of the Mo-Yu Horned Boa.

Boom—

This collision was utterly unlike the previous ones.

There was no explosion of clashing energy—only the most primal, extreme clash of raw power and sharpness.

A deafening crash, like two great mountains colliding, sent out terrifying shockwaves mixed with physical force in a circular explosion.

The spirit lake was instantly pressed down dozens of zhang, exposing its muddy bottom, then refilled by surging water, raising towering waves.

Rocks and trees along the shore shattered into dust like paper, and distant ancient trees swayed wildly, leaves falling like rain.

The Mo-Yu Horned Boa let out a pained roar—its incredibly hard tail scales had been sliced open by this sword strike, gushing thick emerald-green blood like a fountain.

Chen Mu was jolted by the recoil, his blood slightly disturbed, but his battle fury burned brighter.

The Bó Tiān Sword was precisely created for close combat, growing stronger the more one fought.

"Roar!"

Enraged, the Mo-Yu Horned Boa's black jade horn glowed intensely; it lowered its head, the horn piercing the air like the sharpest drill, striking straight for Chen Mu's chest with the will to pierce all things.

Simultaneously, its body surged with chaotic black-green wood-element energy, forming countless sharp wooden spikes that rained down, engulfing Chen Mu from all sides.

"Good!"

Chen Mu let out a long roar, not dodging or retreating—he twisted his body midair with uncanny precision, avoiding the horn's direct thrust by a hair's breadth, then swung his arm, slicing the incoming wooden spikes to shreds with the golden sword phantom.

His body moved like a coiling dragon, closing in on the Mo-Yu Horned Boa's massive frame, his sword qi striking like a venomous snake's tongue, targeting gaps between scales and vital joints.

Chit-chit-chit!

The Mo-Yu Horned Boa instantly bore several new wounds—non-lethal, but driving it into greater frenzy.

"Hrrr~!"

The Mo-Yu Horned Boa's crimson slit pupils flashed with savagery; it reared its head and roared, its gaping abyssal maw opening—not just its horn, but its entire body now transformed into a vortex drawing in heaven and earth's power.

From the spirit lake, vast wood-element energy was violently sucked up, forming dozens of emerald dragons that coiled around its body.

In the sky, winds howled and clouds churned; faint lightning flickered, and streaks of green thunder were drawn down, merging into its form.

Its aura surged wildly, showing signs of breaking past the early stage of Tiangong Realm.

On its massive body, wounds began healing rapidly under the nourishment of wood spirit and thunder.

"Hah!"

Chen Mu's eyes blazed with divine light; his Tiangong Realm aura exploded without restraint, fully unleashed.

He was no longer merely wielding his own strength—his entire "presence" now connected and merged with this realm of heaven and earth.

Vast amounts of heavenly and earthly energy were invisibly summoned, forming streams of multicolored energy rivers that surged from all directions, flooding into Chen Mu's body and merging into the giant sword phantom in his hand.

The sword phantom rapidly expanded and solidified, radiating a terrifying pressure that suppressed the eight directions.

Sword qi surged skyward, stirring the heavens and clouds; his momentum grew so fierce it subtly overshadowed the Mo-Yu Horned Boa, who was drawing upon wood spirit and thunder.

Two beings of Tiangong Realm, both fully channeling heavenly and earthly power, unleashed a terrifying might that extended beyond the basin, affecting nearly half of the Donglin Ancient Ruins.

The sky flickered between light and dark, energy chaotic and turbulent; the earth roared and trembled. Countless beasts dwelling nearby—strong or weak—were terrified into shattering their courage, fleeing in panic.

Some slower ones, struck by battle remnants or torn apart by chaotic heavenly energy, died instantly—hundreds, even thousands of beasts perished, staining the forests with blood.

【Corpse detected. Collect?】

"!"

……

Card acquired.

Chen Mu's form did not pause—he held Xian Long Sword, moving like lightning, charging again toward the Mo-Yu Horned Boa.

This time, it was no longer hit-and-run tactics, but a direct, head-on clash.

The Black Jade Unihorn Serpent also went utterly mad, its massive body entwined with wood spirit energy and cyan lightning, charging headlong forward.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—

Man and beast, like two ancient gods and demons, engaged in the most brutal, most primal close-quarters battle above the Linghu.

The golden greatsword and the beast's body entwined with spirit lightning continuously collided, twisted, separated, and collided again.

Each clash erupted with deafening roars and shockwaves; the Linghu was utterly churned into chaos, the edges of the basin by the shore continuously collapsed, distant mountains cracked, and forests turned to ash in vast swathes.

The aftershocks of battle swept across hundreds of li like a cataclysmic disaster.

Master Zhu Qing and Ning Zhixi had long since retreated to a distant point, barely holding their ground in the violent energy turbulence thanks to the sword intent barrier Chen Mu had left behind.

Their faces were pale, their spirits shaken beyond measure, nearly unable to think, staring dumbly at the apocalyptic scene above.

This was the true power of the Heavenly Palace Realm!

Drawing upon the power of heaven and earth, engaging in close combat, every strike seemed capable of shattering Hua Shanhe.

What they had seen before was merely the tip of the iceberg.

Although the Black Jade Unihorn Serpent had thick hide and tough flesh, innate talent, and had summoned the local dominant wood spirit and lightning forces, it still began to fall under pressure beneath Chen Mu's increasingly fierce, battle-fueled Heaven-Clashing Sword Art.