Chapter 115

Xu Guanwen pulled hard with one claw, but on the boundless earth, there were only a few small pebbles bouncing happily.

Yet at this moment, the shadow of the full moon in the sky surged, and a flash of light also flickered on the withered branches beside Mount Yu.

Xu Guanwen actually had not pulled up Little Wei Yuan's Dao Foundation. Deeply shocked, he immediately used his full strength and pulled again!

Amidst a cracking sound, the giant claw Dharma Form used too much force, and the four claw blades snapped. Xu Guanwen let out a cry of pain, his face instantly turning deathly pale.

Suddenly, a stream of light swept across the sky, fast to the point of being inconceivable.

Xu Guanwen suddenly let out a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering scream. A huge, slanted cut appeared on the giant claw Dharma Form. The stream of light slashed, actually cutting his Dharma Form directly into two halves!

A slash from the Tinghai Xianjun's divine sense was something even a long-standing Dharma Form like Xu Guanwen could not withstand, let alone when he had no precautions at all. This injury was no small matter; Xu Guanwen was already on the verge of falling, and he could return to the west at any moment. He endured the pain of his Primordial Spirit tearing and flew up shakily, wanting to escape. But at this moment, the surrounding heaven and earth suddenly changed!

The Azure Void recognized its master, and the ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains had already merged with it. Originally, it could only manifest within a hundred-zhang range, but at this moment, it became a thousand zhang. After the manifestation, the surrounding heaven and earth were all in Little Wei Yuan's heart. With a move of his spiritual sense, all the power of heaven and earth within a thousand zhang suppressed Xu Guanwen, making his movements difficult.

Originally, the power of heaven and earth within just a thousand zhang was far from enough to bind a Dharma Form. However, the Azure Void was an immortal object, and the ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains was also a peerless Dao Foundation. The two combined, instantly making Xu Guanwen feel as if he had fallen into quicksand, his every movement becoming sluggish.

How could he be willing to fall here? He naturally struggled desperately. Little Wei Yuan only felt his Dao power pouring out and being consumed rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, more than half was gone! Trying to suppress the death throes of a Dharma Form was truly difficult.

At this time, Xu Guanwen's Dharma Form had actually already been severed by the Tinghai Xianjun's divine sense; it was just that he was forcibly sticking it together with magic power. So, Little Wei Yuan only needed to drag it out for a bit more time, and when Xu Guanwen's magic power was exhausted, he could be completely killed. It was just that even with Little Wei Yuan's Dao power, he could not withstand Xu Guanwen's death throes. In the blink of an eye, his Dao power had already hit bottom, and the bindings on Xu Guanwen's body were rapidly decreasing; he was on the verge of breaking free.

At this time, a black aura suddenly spat out from the full moon in Little Wei Yuan's sea of consciousness, much thicker than the previous three. At the same time, a thought was transmitted into Little Wei Yuan's consciousness.

Little Wei Yuan did not have time to think carefully. He used the newly acquired luck to urge the "Heaven and Earth Madman." The surrounding heaven and earth suddenly darkened, instantly turning from noon to dusk. A terrifying aura from the ancient times shrouded everything, and all things with spiritual nature were subdued on the spot, suppressed to the ground.

Little Wei Yuan leaped up, holding a withered branch in his hand, and fiercely stabbed it into the giant claw Dharma Form in the air!

Xu Guanwen let out a shrill scream. The joined giant claw separated on its own, unable to stick together anymore, and then began to collapse.

This stab of Little Wei Yuan's used a branch of the Moon Laurel Immortal Tree, which was also an immortal object. Its own rank was extremely high, and with the luck of the "Heaven and Earth Madman" suppressing it from above, it finally defeated Xu Guanwen's Dharma Form in one fell swoop.

The Dharma Form collapsed, and Xu Guanwen fell to the ground in despair, landing face up, unable to move.

That meat-mountain-like Shaman tribe member was shocked by the luck. Only then did he react. With a roar, he raised a tentacle several zhang long and whipped it down toward Little Wei Yuan!

Little Wei Yuan's heart stirred, and the Azure Void was activated, beginning to transform the nature of the heaven and earth here. With the help of the Azure Void, the power of the ten thousand miles of rivers and mountains manifested by Little Wei Yuan greatly increased, and in the blink of an eye, the surrounding hundred zhang were all transformed into a human pure domain!

The meat-mountain-like Shaman Yu tribe member was like being splashed with boiling oil. Large and small blisters constantly bubbled up on his skin, then burst, spraying out ink-green body fluids. These body fluids would boil instantly upon touching the pure energy, turning into large masses of green smoke. The meat mountain screamed incessantly; the tentacle he had whipped out was retracted halfway, and he fled the hall in a panic. It was just that when he came, he was silent and soundless, like wind and lightning, but when he fled, he was slow and clumsy, and he was constantly being burned and eroded by the pure energy. But Little Wei Yuan knew very well that since the Shaman Yu tribe member's body had become like this, his strength must be extremely strong; relying solely on pure energy would never kill him.

Little Wei Yuan squeezed his already dried-up Dao power and pointed a finger, and a stone sword shot out. When the stone sword was in the air, its blade ignited with fierce fire. It flew and fell rapidly, pinning one of the Shaman tribe member's tentacles to the spot, and fiercely burned the wound with the fierce fire.

This was a Dao technique Little Wei Yuan had newly comprehended over the past few days:

Immortal Sword · False Sun.

The Shaman Yu meat mountain could not break free and turned back, preparing to cut off the tentacle that had been pinned down—a true case of cutting off one's wrist to survive. However, at this moment, a golden tripod suddenly appeared in the air. The golden tripod grew in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it became two zhang in diameter. Little Wei Yuan pointed a finger, and fierce fire ignited in the tripod again, pressing down from above, trapping the meat mountain entirely underneath and burning it fiercely!

This was a Dao technique Little Wei Yuan had just comprehended; he hadn't had time to think of a name yet.

Little Wei Yuan risked squeezing out a few more drops of Dao power he had originally thought didn't exist, pointed at the sky again, and a delicate, translucent jade mountain appeared in the high sky. Like a meteor falling, it went from slow to fast, smashing the golden tripod and the meat mountain together into thin paper. On the earth, there appeared a giant pit a hundred zhang in diameter and ten-plus zhang deep!

With a "boom," the remaining hall could not withstand the destruction and completely collapsed, nearly burying Little Wei Yuan alive. Little Wei Yuan struggled to crawl out from the mud and came to the edge of the giant pit to look down.

At this time, the jade mountain had already been retracted. The "Immortal Sword · False Sun" and the golden tripod—which still didn't have a name—had already turned into two broken stones on his Dao Foundation. At the bottom of the pit, there was only a puddle of meat-and-juice-mixed meat patty, constantly emitting ink-green aura, which was then turned into masses of green smoke by the pure energy. The green smoke rose into the sky, turned into a misty drizzle, and then fell toward the earth. Where the rain fell, vitality flourished.

Little Wei Yuan endured the pain of his dried-up Dao power and let out a long breath. It was finally over.

One had to say that a Dharma Form is truly hard to kill. First, it was struck by the Tinghai Xianjun's divine sense, and Little Wei Yuan had also exhausted all his means, yet he still nearly failed to leave Xu Guanwen behind. If not for the Tinghai Xianjun's divine sense, Little Wei Yuan would have had ten deaths and no life. If not for the full moon rewarding him with Dao luck again and giving him a hint to use the Laurel Immortal Branch, Little Wei Yuan would not have been able to leave Xu Guanwen behind either. Recalling this now, Little Wei Yuan began to feel waves of lingering fear.

Actually, at the time, Little Wei Yuan had also intended to plan before acting, to spar with his opponent. But who told Xu Guanwen to want to send hundreds of thousands of commoners to a foreign race? In a fit of anger, Little Wei Yuan hadn't had time to plan before he was forced to start fighting directly.

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Little Wei Yuan also had no other choice. If the Azure Void hadn't recognized him as master, he really wouldn't have been able to beat Xu Guanwen. Even with the Tinghai Xianjun's divine sense to ambush him, he wouldn't have been able to keep the other party. If he had let Xu Guanwen go, Little Wei Yuan would have had to flee immediately; otherwise, in two days, when Xu Guanwen stabilized his injuries and came back to kill him, he wouldn't even be able to escape.

The area around the hall was a scene of broken walls and ruined pillars, and several buildings that had barely survived before had also completely collapsed in the jade mountain's strike from the sky. That Shaman Yu tribe tentacle expert also had Nurturing Spirit strength, yet he was directly suppressed and killed by the jade mountain. Little Wei Yuan now had an intuitive understanding of the power of the jade mountain's strike.

On the ruins, Xu Guanwen's shadow suddenly floated up; this was his Primordial Spirit.

Seeing the shadow looking around, wanting to escape, Little Wei Yuan's heart stirred. He used the "Heaven and Earth Madman" to suppress it from above, then raised his hand to grab at the void, capturing Xu Guanwen's soul and Primordial Spirit into his own sea of consciousness, placing it in front of the full moon. The shadow in the moon surged, swallowing the soul and Primordial Spirit in one gulp, and Little Wei Yuan understood its meaning again:

Filial piety!

Then, looking at the seven thick strands of luck floating in front of him, Little Wei Yuan had the urge to bow down.

(End of chapter)