Chapter 556 - 332: Challenging the Throne, Martial Saint’s First Battle, First Throne Bai Ze

"Today, I’ll make an example of you."

As he spoke, the Saber Qi that pierced the clouds and mist was the first to coalesce, transforming into a towering mountain that soared into the heavens.

The towering mountain of Saber Qi, impossibly high, shot straight for the clouds.

The saber-mountain pulsed with Thunder Qi, radiating a murderous aura for miles.

In that instant, its might was absolutely staggering.

"Eat my rake!"

Gangzhu’s body swelled to the size of a mountain as he brought his rake down in a heavy blow, smashing it toward Lu Mingyuan.

Lu Mingyuan simply raised a hand and blocked the rake.

He still had strength to spare.

He could feel the magnificent Holy Qi flowing through him like a vast river, endlessly supplying his limbs with power. His Martial Saint Body now contained a terrifying, immense force. This tangible sense of power made him laugh heartily.

"A Throne Great Demon is nothing special after all!"

He suddenly thrust his hand up, sending the Divine Nail flying with a thunderous clash of metal.

He raised his saber and slashed down again.

Dragon Slaying Nineteen Forms!

His figure split into eighteen phantoms, each executing a different slash, making it impossible to tell which was his true body.

The Great Demon Gangzhu looked at the numerous phantoms, snorted coldly, and waved a large hand. Countless streams of the Ruishui River shot out, stabbing toward the phantoms.

But in the span of a single breath, all the phantoms of the attack converged, overlapping back onto a single person.

"The Eighteenth Form!"

Lu Mingyuan directly unleashed the eighteenth form. Nature’s spiritual energy and Martial Arts Holy Qi intertwined and gathered.

Winds surged and clouds gathered in the sky, and the heavens turned incredibly grim.

Thunder and fire crackled along the saber’s blade. The colossal mountain of Saber Qi bore down on Gangzhu himself, a move meant to force the Twelve Thrones themselves to retreat!

Gangzhu’s brow furrowed. He hadn’t expected someone who had just broken through to the Martial Saint realm to be able to unleash such powerful Sword Intent.

This single slash was comparable to a full-power strike from a Fourteenth Realm Great Sword Immortal.

"Ruishui River, go!"

He chose not to meet it head-on, intending instead to use the Ruishui River to devour it.

Seeing his opponent summon the Ruishui River as expected, Lu Mingyuan threw out the Panwu Banner he had prepared. He had already infused it with a significant amount of his Martial Arts Holy Qi, so it could be activated instantly.

An earthen-yellow radiance burst from the banner’s surface. Four pillars of light shot out, quickly enveloping the entire area.

Complex Daoist script filled every corner, forming layers of spatial barriers.

With the Panwu Banner active, the space here was completely restructured.

A new, separate space was formed in this very place.

The Three Thousand Ruishui Rivers slammed against the spatial barrier created by the Panwu Banner but failed to cause even a single ripple.

’As expected of the Innate Immortal Treasure Panwu Banner. Not only can it shatter space, it can also alter its very structure. No matter how powerful the Ruishui River is, it can’t possibly devour time and space.’

Lu Mingyuan sincerely felt that the Yuqing Ancestor Master’s methods were incredibly profound.

"What? The Panwu Banner?"

Gangzhu’s face fell in shock when he saw the Panwu Banner.

This meant there was a being of the Ancestral Master Level within the Human Race, someone he could not afford to provoke.

Without his Ruishui River, he could only passively endure Lu Mingyuan’s attack.

"Do you really think I’m a pushover?"

Gangzhu mustered all his strength. His Divine Nail, carrying a terrifying power, smashed toward the Saber Qi.

It shattered the saber strike completely!

Just as Gangzhu was about to utter a threat, Lu Mingyuan soared into the air as another slash descended.

Each slash was stronger than the last.

And he seemed to have even more strength to spare.

Gangzhu realized his opponent was using him as a whetstone to sharpen his skills.

He was furious.

But the fight was a back-and-forth struggle.

The strength of his Flesh Body was considered top-tier among Great Demons. Shattering a star with a single punch would be a simple task for him.

But even so, he couldn’t take down this Human Race Emperor.

Meanwhile, the Panwu Banner was still aiding Lu Mingyuan.

It continuously used the Power of Space to block off Gangzhu’s escape routes.

One moment, space would be normal; the next, it would be shattered, forming new mirror-like surfaces.

This made space asymmetrical.

Moving left could very well mean ending up on the right.

This left Gangzhu with no way to retreat from any of Lu Mingyuan’s attacks.

The fight was incredibly frustrating.

Gangzhu swore he had never been in such a humiliating fight.

"Bai Ze! If you don’t make a move, the Ascension Platform will really be taken by the Human Race!"

One of Gangzhu’s tusks had been sliced off by Lu Mingyuan. In his desperation, he shouted into the void.

Hearing this name, a strange weight settled in Lu Mingyuan’s heart.

Bai Ze.

A name that resounded throughout the Wilderness World. The King of Ten Thousand Demons, the Sovereign of the World.

At the same time, he was also the first of the Demon Race’s Twelve Thrones.

A being who had lived in this world since the Mythical Era, and had yet to die.

Because of this, he held the true names of all the Great Demons of the Demon Race, making him their undisputed master.

’Could it be that he has come to the Grotto Heaven as well?’

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