Chapter 359: Tyrant Body Divine Forms vs

Just as the Ancient Sacred Body possesses six phantasmal manifestations.

The Azure Heaven Tyrant Body also has its own trump card: the Nine Divine Forms.

If the Ancient Sacred Body awakens all six phantasmal manifestations, it can form the Sixfold Wheel of Rebirth and crush all enemies in the world.

Likewise, if the Azure Heaven Tyrant Body unleashes all nine Divine Forms, it can instill awe across the eight directions and subdue the realm.

At this moment, Chu Tianba's blood surged violently as he ignited his Tyrant Body's bloodline—he would make his final gambit!

Chu Tianba stomped the ground with one foot and shot into the air.

Behind him, colossal waves surged forth, rolling like a tidal flood.

As if a Kun fish rose with him, soaring into the heavens.

Then, the Kun transformed into a Peng, its wings stretching like clouds hanging from the sky, its aura shaking the heavens for ten thousand li!

This was none other than one of the Tyrant Body's Nine Divine Forms: the Kun-Peng Divine Form!

With the Tyrant Body's ultimate technique unleashed, Chu Tianba's aura surged wildly as he shot toward Jun Xiaoyao like a cannonball.

This move stunned everyone.

Outside the Burial Realm, all living beings were electrified, eagerly awaiting Chu Tianba's counterstrike.

Yet facing Chu Tianba's attack, Jun Xiaoyao's expression remained calm.

"If that's how it is, then I shall meet you with the Sacred Body's phantasmal manifestations—let us settle this!"

Jun Xiaoyao likewise stomped the void, and ten thousand zhang of radiant light erupted around him.

Visions of countless sages appeared in the air.

In the end, ten thousand spectral figures encircled Jun Xiaoyao, making him appear like an immortal divine king.

This was the Ten Thousand Sages Paying Homage!

A terrifying pressure poured down; with the Ten Thousand Sages Paying Homage unleashed, Chu Tianba's momentum was suppressed by over thirty percent.

But Chu Tianba did not falter—he let out a long roar, and the Kun-Peng Divine Form charged forward without hesitation, colliding with Jun Xiaoyao's Sacred Body phantasm.

BOOM!

As if countless great stars shattered.

Chu Tianba himself seemed to transform into a Kun-Peng, shattering numerous sage specters.

Undeniably, the Tyrant Body's Nine Divine Forms lived up to their legendary reputation—this single Kun-Peng Form alone could obliterate most prodigies.

But to Jun Xiaoyao, it was still not enough!

While using the Ten Thousand Sages Paying Homage to suppress Chu Tianba, Jun Xiaoyao extended his fingers once more, weaving threads of thunderous power.

Above the heavens, dark clouds gathered; rolling thunder surged like coiling dragon-serpents before crashing straight down upon Chu Tianba.

This was a manifestation of one of Lei Di's great divine arts—the Heavenly Punishment Thunder!

The Heavenly Punishment Thunder slammed into Chu Tianba, who raised his hand and swept it outward like a Peng's wing, unleashing a storm of magic power.

The explosion echoed across the land; Chu Tianba was blasted backward, his body charred black, emitting a foul stench of burning flesh.

But Chu Tianba did not retreat—he roared to the heavens and shifted his Divine Form once more.

Upon his skin appeared an ancient, heavy bell.

As the bell swayed, it seemed to crack the surrounding void.

This was another of the Tyrant Body's Nine Divine Forms: the Bell Dao Body.

The Heavenly Punishment Thunder struck the Bell Dao Body but failed to pierce it.

Chu Tianba activated the Bell Dao Body, releasing invisible sound waves that shattered the surrounding thunder.

"These Tyrant Body Divine Forms are somewhat interesting," Jun Xiaoyao chuckled.

Seeing Chu Tianba fight so ferociously, he felt no fear—only amusement.

After all, opponents who could force him to use more than a few techniques were far too rare.

"Again!"

Jun Xiaoyao clenched one hand, and ten thousand zhang of thunder materialized, converging into his palm as a blindingly brilliant ray of lightning.

That lightning seemed to condense the thunder of all heavens, so radiant it could blind the eyes.

"Nine Tribulations, Demon-Slaying Thunder!"

Jun Xiaoyao hurled it forward—the brilliant lightning transformed into a spear of thunder, piercing straight through the Bell Dao Body.

This was one of Lei Di's most devastating techniques: a divine art that Zhutianfadi, annihilating all.

BOOM!

The Nine Tribulations, Demon-Slaying Thunder struck the ancient bell's spectral form; the bell instantly cracked all over, and Chu Tianba spat blood.

Chu Tianba's aura grew frenzied—he did not retreat, but shifted his form once more, as if a true dragon emerged from behind him.

This was another of the Nine Divine Forms: the True Dragon Body!

Chu Tianba swept out a kick, like a dragon's tail lashing, splitting the void.

This kick alone could shatter any prodigy below the Void God Realm into fragments.

Meanwhile, Jun Xiaoyao's Supreme Bone flared hot again, light converging as he unleashed the Hand of Heaven.

A massive hand, inscribed with infinite heavenly dao runes, descended through the air, radiating a terrifying might to strangle all life, slamming down upon Chu Tianba.

Even with the True Dragon Body manifested, Chu Tianba was crushed beneath the Hand of Heaven like a worm caught in a fist, spitting blood as he struggled.

"Ahh… I refuse to believe it—I am the Azure Heaven Tyrant Body, peerless since ancient times—who can stand against me!"

Chu Tianba, driven to madness by battle, roared in fury.

The next instant, four forms simultaneously materialized around him.

The Kun-Peng Divine Form, the Bell Dao Body, the True Dragon Body, the Immortal Phoenix Feather.

With all four Divine Forms activated, their combined power could obliterate heaven and earth.

Even the Hand of Heaven was shaken back.

"So you can summon at most four Divine Forms," Jun Xiaoyao remarked.

The Tyrant Body's Nine Divine Forms, like the Sacred Body's Six Phantasmal Manifestations, are not innate—they must be gradually Lingwu ed.

Though Chu Tianba had only Lingwu ed four Divine Forms, he was already extraordinarily monstrous.

"Four Divine Forms are enough to kill you!" Chu Tianba screamed, charging toward Jun Xiaoyao with the combined might of all four.

"Very well. Let us settle this battle with the ways of the Sacred Body and the Tyrant Body."

As Jun Xiaoyao spoke,

while still manifesting the Ten Thousand Sages Paying Homage, another magnificent, radiant figure emerged above him in the nine heavens.

That figure stood between heaven and earth, radiating supreme majesty.

Star rivers seemed to coil around his waist; ancient stars appeared as mere ornaments beside him.

This was the Sacred Body's phantasm: the Immortal King Descends from the Nine Heavens!

Now, around Jun Xiaoyao, the Ten Thousand Sages Paying Homage encircled him, while behind him loomed the Immortal King.

This terrifying phantasm made Jun Xiaoyao appear as a divine descendant, a child of heaven and earth!

"It's over."

Jun Xiaoyao unleashed the Sixfold Wheel of Rebirth Fist once more, infusing it with the power of the Divine Elephant Crushing Hell Force and the Great Luo Immortal Bone.

He then added the power of the two Sacred Body phantasmal manifestations.

The Ten Thousand Sages Paying Homage weakens the enemy's combat power.

The Immortal King Descends from the Nine Heavens is an invincible dao art that greatly amplifies all of Jun Xiaoyao's techniques.

For instance, the Sixfold Wheel of Rebirth Fist, empowered by the Immortal King Descends from the Nine Heavens, surged in power several-fold.

As if the Immortal King behind him had joined him in delivering this punch.

BOOM!

Heaven and earth surged; magic power trembled.

The two Sacred Body phantasms clashed violently with the Tyrant Body's four Divine Forms.

The shockwave was indescribable—the entire Burial Ground seemed ready to be flattened!

The earth cracked; the heavens trembled!

Outside the Burial Realm, the sky's projection screen was shrouded in endless dust.

All beings of the Burial Soil, every major faction, stared fixedly at the screen.

Who would prevail in this clash between the Sacred Body and the Tyrant Body?