Chapter 804

Sea.

No longer see the sea.

The sea region spanning a million li has been shattered to the point of heaven collapsing and earth splitting. The seawater completely evaporated, the underlying rock layers shattered layer by layer, melted, forming a pitch-black abyss over ten thousand li deep.

Wu Tie and Feng Shang each led their battle formations, madly attacking each other.

Wu Tie's Pangu Golden Body faced off against Feng Shang's Three-Life True Buddha Body.

The strength gathered from the 120,003 Wu family youths behind Wu Tie fiercely resisted the million Sui Chao imperial troops behind Feng Shang.

Wu Tie's arms, sweeping wind and clouds, repeatedly clashed with Feng Shang's iron staff. The staff trembled, emitting a piercing resonance; Wu Tie's arms split flesh and bone, constantly breaking and then healing.

When the fight heated up, Wu Tie spat thunder, exhaled flames, and black vicious winds mixed with yellow sand blown from his nostrils turned into a sky‑covering sandstorm that wildly slammed into Feng Shang.

Feng Shang also shone with Buddhist light, red lotuses around him spouting earth, water, fire, wind, thunder and ice like meteors, wildly striking Wu Tie.

Feng Shang wore extremely sturdy treasure armor; Wu Tie's strikes dented and shattered it, releasing blinding light, but only inflicted ordinary harm on Feng Shang. Conversely, Feng Shang's blows landed solidly on Wu Tie, sending flesh and blood flying across his body.

The power of the two great formations clashed like two stars violently colliding; the terrifying impact was borne entirely by the Wu family youths and Sui Chao troops within the formations.

Each impact crushed tens of thousands of Wu family youths to pieces, yet they instantly re‑condensed their flesh within the formation. Moreover, with each crushing, the shouting, suffering youths grew a little stronger.

The 'Ten Thousand Tribulations Sutra' truly lives up to being the supreme Dao of the Qinglian Observatory; the Wu family youths genuinely gained benefit from it.

Each impact also saw varying numbers of Sui Chao troops reduced to nothing.

Although these inferior gods had cultivated to the level of the tenth heaven of the Divine Realm, their foundations were too shallow, their strength quite limited; in fact they could barely handle five or six peak Embryonic Storage cultivators.

If not for that, these inferior gods in Sui Chao would not be relegated to the lowest menial posts and minor clerks.

Although they numbered a million and used Sui Chao's top battle formations, facing the impact of the great formation their endurance still fell short of the Wu family youths, whose bloodlines were mighty and talents astonishing.

Each impact, even if only three or five thousand Sui Chao troops turned into blood mist, they died and could never be revived.

Within the Sui Chao formation, pillars of light shot up into the sky.

Wu Tie's disc‑shaped secret treasure hovered above the firmament, continually drawing souls and bloodlines from those light pillars, condensing soul crystals and extracting bloodline essence. These things Wu Tie would rather keep in his own hands than let You Ruo's spirits take them.

Feng Shang had not yet noticed the casualties among his troops behind him, lost in the frenzy of flesh‑to‑fist blows with Wu Tie.

"Exhilarating, exhilarating, truly exhilarating—I, your king, have never felt this exhilarated in all these years." Feng Shang shouted loudly: "I've always been lazy about using formations, simply because those demons and monsters aren't good at this."

"I always thought I, alone, could suppress the world… I never expected that activating this formation would taste so wonderful… This power is far stronger than my solitary strength, far stronger… This pure power…"

Wu Tie threw his body into Feng Shang's chest, his shoulder jerking violently; a terrifying pure force burst through the already‑broken armor and slammed into Feng Shang's chest.

Feng Shang let out a muffled grunt and spat a mouthful of blood.

He staggered back several steps, simply threw down his iron staff, and roared at Wu Tie: "I, the Yin King of Sui Chao, future Sui Chao God‑King, future Human Sovereign of mankind… How could I lose to you?"

The million troops' mana continually poured into Feng Shang; he chanted a low Buddhist mantra, his body gradually turning into clear, translucent gold‑colored glass. Rings of red lotus patterns welled up from within, constantly rolling across his surface.

"They say the Pangu True Body is the strongest body‑refining art of the Three Divine Sects… I don't think so." Feng Shang hooked a finger at Wu Tie: "Only the strongest person exists, not the strongest art. Whatever art I display becomes the strongest!"

Before Feng Shang's words finished, Wu Tie lunged forward, delivering a viciously sneaky groin kick that struck the target hard.

Feng Shang let out a muffled grunt; his golden‑transparent skin flashed red, he roared, his fists like golden meteors, instantly pounding Wu Tie with thousands of blows.

Wu Tie's body trembled violently; where Feng Shang's fists fell, large chunks of flesh and blood vanished, leaving only a dark skeleton flashing with deep divine light, stubbornly blocking Feng Shang's punches.

Wu Tie did not defend; he simply kept exchanging attacks with Feng Shang.

Feng Shang failed to notice the casualties among the troops behind him, but Wu Tie saw them clearly.

Each impact of the great formation turned thousands of troops to ash, while the Wu family youths behind Wu Tie also suffered massive flesh‑shattering, yet they continually re‑condensed their bodies, growing stronger with each crushing.

The essence and spirit of the 120,004 Wu family youths fused as one; each seemed to become a Pangu, and as long as one person remained alive, the great formation would not disperse, allowing all to be reborn from a drop of blood!

A single elbow strike left Feng Shang with a bruised nose and swollen face; behind Wu Tie, five‑element divine light shot up into the heavens and swept heavily downward.

The Sui Chao troops' formation let out a 'rushing' sound as a section of its footing was shaken by the five‑element divine light; about thirty thousand troops lost the formation's protection and were directly pulverized by the churning Wu family great formation.

This time, Feng Shang finally sensed the continual weakening of the aura of the formation behind him; in the midst of battle he turned his head, his eyes widening, almost cursing out loud.

The once mighty million‑strong troop now numbered only five hundred‑odd thousand!

Four hundred‑odd thousand troops had completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

Feng Shang exclaimed, then abruptly lifted his gaze toward the direction of Fuxi's Divine Capital: "This aura is Sui fire! It is the sacred human fire of my Sui Chao! Damn it, who is it? Who is it?"

Feng Shang let out a loud shout, then hastily retreated backward.

A piece of flint nearly identical to the one in Feng Rong's hand, thumb‑sized, appeared in Feng Shang's grasp; he touched it, and the thumb‑sized spark of Sui fire on the flint flared in the wind, instantly expanding to a hundred li in size.

Feng Shang's control of Sui fire was obviously a hundred times greater than Feng Rong's.

Without needing to specially lay out a Sui fire formation, relying solely on the offensive battle formation behind him, Feng Shang could invoke the power of Sui fire.

Wu Tie, his chest full of killing intent, and his Wu brothers felt a sudden warmth throughout their bodies, then their murderous aura vanished instantly, and their fighting spirit disappeared without a trace.

The 'rushing' sound continued; the armor and weapons of the Wu brothers, anything forged with fire—even the heavenly divine weapons passed down after the Wu ancestors' sacrifices—instantly disintegrated into specks of flowing light that scattered between heaven and earth.