Chapter 402

Xuan Yu, Jiang Shipei, and Lian Jin's triple seals

Yet none of them were something that could be achieved in one go, but their layers had sunk so deep they could still suppress at least half of the body's power

"I thought you wouldn't strike again after that one hit."

Cai was not prepared for certain traps

Even if the Great Expansion Sword Art expelled its power with overwhelming force, a single strike could still send the body's strength hurtling to the edge of a mere single step's distance

After all, Lian Jin was in a state of extreme exhaustion, and not only would his movements be scattered, but his aura would also dissipate faintly

If he had reacted even slightly faster, or if he had seized the opportunity the moment the strange aura appeared on Lian Jin's body, he would have already drawn it back into the Spirit Vessel

Even with overwhelming force, he had no way to catch up with this new technique so quickly

"Don't miss it, come back quickly."

Cai was now drawing the Great Expansion Sword Art into his dantian, triggering a low hum of fluctuating energy

"How did you draw it back?"

"Yes, the form clearly looked like a large painting, and the Great Expansion Sword Art's appearance wasn't wrong either, it was just too strange."

"Although I agree with your statement, but… that aura that just emerged from the sword's core—how did you even see it?"

"It's simply not wrong!"

Whispers spread among the crowd

But as a cultivator, Cai was keenly aware that the Great Expansion Sword Art had used far too many techniques, and had even suppressed nearly half the body's strength—its actual state was somewhat alarming

Most of the body's strength in this age barely reached the peak, averaging between five and six thousand, enough to barely resist two defensive formations—like an old horse exhausted, it was useless to rely on the Qi period for combat—thus requiring dozens of repeated techniques to compensate

Seeing the aura had vanished, he simply let it go, letting it escape into the distance, leaving the others stunned

The Great Expansion Sword Art also seemed to sense it

Nearby

After the first Spirit Vessel shattered, he pulled out his second Spirit Vessel, "—"

"Go ahead, Qian Ke!"

"Huh?"

Qian Ke landed heavily, his head and shoulders wrapped in dark purple silk as thick as a python's hide, a pair of white phoenix feathers long and sharp, glowing with a soft radiance under the dim light

Qian Ke was a rare type of Spirit Vessel, known to hundreds of cultivators who had seen it on the Black Phoenix Mountain

Whether from its physique or its aura, one could clearly see this Qian Ke's true power was by no means low

More importantly, it belonged to the same lineage as the Primordial Spirit Vessel, Lian Jin

He had never cultivated other Spirit Vessels, but taking on this massive beast to fight alongside him had fully awakened his strength

Cai was satisfied, and pulled forward a nearby cultivator

"I've handed it over to you!"

"General—"

The colossal Great Iron Chain Dragon's body stretched long and low, its head and tail curled like a coiled serpent in the center of the battlefield, its towering frame resembling a giant dragon's spine, its body reflecting golden light, forming a radiant band of cold silver light

"Pile, dig…"

The ancient whispers in the crowd spoke of the thunderous roar of the Great Iron Chain Dragon, causing many cultivators to involuntarily take a step back, as if the overwhelming pressure of the Great Iron Chain Dragon would crush them beneath its weight

But more of the crowd had taken on the color of blood, clinging to nearly half the battlefield, their bodies unmoving

The Great Iron Chain Dragon was already rare; such a massive one was even rarer

Its presence instantly drew many eyes, as large numbers of people began approaching this side, and even more spectators came to witness this battle

"So strange… so strange…"

The crowd was far away, not daring to approach

And Jiang Shipei, like Qian Ke, also stood firmly, gripping his weapon

"So big…"

From their angle, the Great Iron Chain Dragon looked like a coiled serpent, its body twisting around the upper half of its torso, and the scene naturally stirred a sense of awe

This situation quickly resolved the combat intent

The Great Iron Chain Dragon's superior ability was not something fabricated; it was a colossal Great Iron Chain Dragon—whether it was the bloodline or the cultivation, it had clearly undergone countless trials

Facing the difficulty, he had no other method

"Strike first! In the blood!"

He roared loudly

Qian Ke raised his wings, the feathers flaring and releasing a sharp cry, "Huh?"

"—"

"—"

The thunderous roar of the Great Iron Chain Dragon echoed, the ground trembling beneath the feet of the crowd, countless thin chains of black iron snapped open, revealing glowing crimson patterns that surged forward like flowing rivers

But Jiang Shipei, though startled, did not retreat, and the Great Iron Chain Dragon spun its three prongs upward, leaping from the ground to strike

"Damn!"

The chains were invisible

The prongs of the Great Iron Chain Dragon resembled a giant fan, continuously humming as they spun, electric light flickering between the left and right prongs, transforming into several bright electric rings

"Electric rings of lightning."

Cai's gaze swept over, not lingering in the crowd's murmurs

The sky darkened, the Great Iron Chain Dragon's body fully revealed, its chains embedded in the ground, the Spirit Vessels of the ancient legends floating in the sky, spinning like stars, illuminating countless points of light across the battlefield

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The golden spear's aura surged, its tip trembling with violent intent.

He also stared intently at the Golden Spear, how could he not recognize this form?

He hadn't anticipated that the Ultra-Model Great Spear could manifest the very essence it had stirred in his heart, his chest tightening with unease.

Shall we exchange?

Fastest!

Thinking it over, aside from exchanging, there was only one path left.

"Dodge!"

He swung the Great Spear.

The malevolent aura of the Black Robe Master surged, spinning wildly through the air like a whirlwind.

"Master."

The Golden Spear plunged deep, exhaling a single breath, then thrust downward with a fierce, blazing light—yet its speed could not change rapidly enough to catch the enemy.

What are you planning?

The enemy had some unclear intentions; the enemy's movements, mostly belonging to the interception type, were difficult to hit due to unfavorable surroundings and silence.

In the midst of battle, the little sage had half a breath left, barely clinging to life as he struggled against the towering pressure.

By common logic, once the Golden Spear activated, the enemy would only have time to shift position.

But looking at it now, perhaps he had his own plan.

Since that's the case.

The enemy had decided to strengthen his momentum into a decisive strike—his words were sharp.

Above the sky, the Golden Spear's twin eyes glowed with piercing light; a golden aura emerged from its body, its crimson light and dark-purple radiance swirling around it.

He too saw this opening—not only did he not hesitate, but he thought: "Perfect timing! Right now, use the Jade Talisman to strike from above!"

His command reached the enemy's awareness; the latter, after enduring the shock, quickly gathered sufficient energy.

"Damn!"

The Black Robe Master abruptly tore open his own chest, causing his entire body to contract into a tight, darting form.

Lift.

Beneath the setting sun, a massive black sphere rose from the ground, its shadow stretching like a colossal Golden Spear piercing the heavens!

Speed is extreme.

This is also possible!

The enemy, though still unclear about the details, had observed the ground-based movement, and he still believed he could strike before the enemy's counterattack.

Using the dagger as the focal point? Would that not fail?

He could not help but chase after the Black Robe Master, rushing toward the enemy's rear, yet the enemy had not trained to achieve such a feat without any time gap.

Moreover, the enemy's chosen attack position was extremely precise, deliberately targeting the Black Robe Master's lower body as he spun, avoiding direct confrontation.

Observing the enemy's position, just as the enemy's speed dropped after his maneuver, he still had no way to make the Golden Spear follow the thrust—only enough time to dodge slightly.

That move was certainly not a mistake.

"Damn!"

"Eyes!"

He raised his voice sharply; the enemy's body glowed with a dark, metallic aura, replacing the crimson light with a piercing, cold radiance.

Due to its enormous body size, it naturally brought unusual advantages, yet similarly, its physical strength was significantly reduced.

The Great Spear's transformation was nothing more than a past maneuver.

Then what?

The enemy, transformed into a spinning spear, clashed violently with the Golden Spear's heavy force, their bodies locking in a fierce struggle.

Ah!

The soul's core trembled with dread!

The enemy's eyes seemed to have inherited the lingering aura of the swirling vortex, causing the Golden Spear's blade not only to fail to retract into the ground, but to suddenly burst open!

"Damn!"

The Black Robe Master spun, soaring to the highest point, then reverted from his robe form back to his armored shape, successfully seizing the high ground, standing atop the peak, gazing down at the Golden Spear.

The enemy's eyes carried a faint, lingering trace of the ancient talisman's influence; it seemed that even after the talisman's effect faded, his defensive capability remained hard to match, barely holding back this thrust.

"The aura can be absorbed."

The enemy, likewise possessing newly acquired knowledge, had previously observed the ancient elder's expression—his eyes now confirmed his own strength.

Thus, the initial single strike was merely a feint—either the enemy's sudden surge of energy or the violent shockwave had not been fully anticipated.

He watched as the Black Robe Master descended from the peak, his heart tightening.

"Break through with power! Flash talisman!"

He too did not fully comprehend the chaotic, frenzied motion—the target's visual effect gave him confidence, and he only wished to return to this battlefield as quickly as possible.

No matter what happened, there was no time to ponder further.

"Damn!"

Adjusting his breath, the Black Robe Master ignited the flame on his talisman, launching it toward the Golden Spear's head, the fiery aura swirling between them like a blazing storm.

Fire!

The void emitted a muffled, searing roar.

Just as the flame was about to strike the Golden Spear's head, a slender beam of golden light shot out, revealing the Black Robe Master's fiery aura, swiftly encircling his body and binding him tight.

"Damn!"

The Black Robe Master's face twisted in shock, yet he found himself completely motionless—moreover, the metal chains on his body suddenly retracted a fraction, and in that instant, they emitted a loud, resonant cry.

"Huan…"

He stepped down from the platform, the iron chains on his body clinking softly.

On the ground, the crowd stared at Bo Mu with awe; none had imagined that the latter's fearlessness would be so absolute, as if he would surely grab the chains even if the ground swallowed him whole.

"Even if you're the most talented, you're still just a Foundation Establishment cultivator."

When Cai Yong saw the finger-pointing gesture given by the elder, his expression turned cold, and his hand tightened again on the hilt of his sword.

"General…"

A massive iron chain shot upward with a deafening clang, as if thrown by a giant, hurtling toward the ground.

Bang!

The ground cracked open, and a thin layer of black mist spread beneath Bo Mu's body like a net of shadows.

"Bo Mu! Come at me!"

He also gripped the iron chain tightly, pulling out a glowing orb in preparation for exchange—but Cai Yong's gaze remained unmoved, as if he saw nothing but a mere mortal.

"Heavy Strike."

The sound faded.

In the sky above, the Great Iron Chain stretched upward, its body suddenly snapping straight into a single line, accelerating through the air as its metallic energy transformed into a stream of golden light that clung to his skin.

Four massive chains rotated like colossal wheels, adding tremendous force to his downward thrust.

Crack!

The air emitted a sharp crackle.

A moment passed.

Suddenly, the colossal iron chain transformed into a stream of golden light, surging downward and burying itself into the earth.

Qi!

…

The crowd, pressed against the barriers, stood frozen in shock; the echoes of the clash reverberated through every spectator, and the shockwave from the impact flattened the arena's stone floor, turning solid matter into dust that sent dozens of people stumbling backward.

Several more people leapt backward, then pushed off the ground to flee.

The energy of the Grand Void Gate's disciple…

Cai Yong swept away the scattered dust with his hand, his expression unchanged.

"Heavy Strike" was the signature technique of the current Grand Void Gate's leader, compressing his own body into an extreme form of crushing force—no matter how powerful Bo Mu was, he could never match the sheer weight of this technique.

On the ground.

A faint hum echoed from the Grand Void Gate's disciple; a dark shadow flickered within it, then vanished as the surrounding air trembled, and the Great Iron Chain's direction shifted toward the sky.

Beneath him was an extremely irregular, deep abyss, within which two glowing eyes stared back—four glowing orbs fixed upon him.

He swallowed three iron chains in succession, yet even with his refined endurance, he could not possibly swallow them.

The ground beneath his feet, once covered in frost, no longer resembled the icy expanse it had been before.

During his training under the Grand Void Gate, he had never manifested such crushing force—he had always assumed it was merely a technique mastered through rigorous physical conditioning.

Naturally.

The environment's destruction does not necessarily indicate greater power.

It was merely that the Grand Void Gate's disciple's perception had changed.

The air swept back, pushed by the force of the impact, and returned to reveal Bo Mu's gaze fixed on Cai Yong.

"Bo Mu, you can't win! The Great Iron Chain has gained power!"

"General…"

The Great Iron Chain trembled.

He retracted the iron chains, gazing at Cai Yong far away, "I never thought your advantage would be so easily overturned—how foolish. But even if it's like this, I won't let you take the victory so easily!"

He pulled out a thin, sharp blade.

"Go ahead! Golden Core!"

Qi!

Light flared.

"No shock!"

His body, like molten iron, erupted outward in four directions, forming a shape like a spearhead, its surface coated in metallic hues—his entire form appeared as if only forged from pure metal.

Frozen metal is unbreakable, Golden Core—known as one of the most powerful existences, possessing metallic energy.

His strike in battle against the little fool had already defeated the Grand Void Gate's leader and the Iron Fist Elder; in the subsequent half-year competitions and decisive battles, it had proven immensely effective.

In the eyes of the crowd, the Golden Core's strength far surpassed that of the Great Iron Chain.