Chapter 585: Old Hall Master of the Azure Dragon Hall vs. Chief Chen of the Pill Hall

In a flash, the Little Chick was trussed up tight, and the two beasts crashed to the ground together like giant stones.

RUMBLE—

Like mountains of flesh, the two Demon Beasts instantly rolled away, sending shattered stones flying and cracking the earth in their wake.

Meanwhile, the two Golden Core cultivators, wreathed in brilliant, iridescent light, had clashed frantically in mid-air nearly a hundred times. Their attacks weren’t just physical, but clashes of Divine Sense as well.

BANG!

One final collision.

The two were thrown violently backward, each transforming into a streak of light and crashing into the mountainside.

Clouds of vapor and blood swirled as dust and smoke filled the sky.

But Wen Yangxi immediately shot back up into the sky.

He was a battered mess, covered in blood. He couldn’t tell if it was his own or from the surrounding Demon Beasts. In order to defend against Chen Che’s assault, he had used every last bit of his True Essence, not even having enough left to staunch his own bleeding.

“Chen Che, you are the Chief of the Primordial Sect’s Pill Hall, hailed for your Elixir and Sword Dual Proficiency. Is this truly the best you can do? If we keep fighting like this, there’s no telling how long it will take. Why don’t we settle this in a single move?”

Wen Yangxi was growing desperate. He had been unable to defeat Chen Che after such a long assault, and his opponent’s resilience far exceeded his imagination. Moreover, he was old. If this battle of attrition continued, he risked damaging his very foundation, which would rob him of any chance to break through to the Nascent Soul realm.

“Fine!”

An equally battered Chen Che slowly floated into the sky. His Cyan Profound Robe was in tatters, its luster completely gone. This meant the Magical Artifact had entirely lost its spiritual properties.

As he spoke, Chen Che beckoned with his hands, and countless Flying Swords rose behind him like an iridescent, rainbow bridge.

“I’ve heard you’ve never known defeat since you first made your name. Today, you’ll get a taste of my power.”

Seeing that Chen Che had taken the bait, Wen Yangxi waved his hand as if spreading a wing, releasing twelve Flood Dragon Teeth. The teeth spun like a vortex, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a swirling tornado before him.

Chen Che flicked his sleeve. Thousands of small swords lined up in the void, one after another, their tips pointing directly at Wen Yangxi.

But after the preceding frantic battle, he was struggling to maintain control. Some of the hovering Flying Swords, due to his severely drained Divine Sense, turned to puffs of smoke one by one and silently dissipated into the void.

Seeing this, the delight in Wen Yangxi’s eyes intensified.

“Go!”

At that same moment, he jabbed his joined fingers forward.

Countless Flying Swords instantly shot toward Wen Yangxi.

The expressions of countless onlookers changed at once.

Each one of these Flying Swords could slay a Golden Core cultivator. Now, with Chen Che recklessly activating them with his remaining Divine Sense, their momentum was even greater than before. They were a torrent of brilliant light, like the Nine Heavens Milky Way descending upon the mortal world, twisting and turning nine times over the lands of Chu State.

“Go!”

At the same time, Wen Yangxi flicked the White Bone Whip in his hand. The twelve Flood Dragon Teeth surrounding him came to life, transforming into a massive Cyan Wind Dragon with bristling scales and horns that seemed to span the heavens and earth.

As he clapped his hands together, a cyan Spiritual Light rapidly spread from the dragon’s horns down to its head, its neck, and its body…

Like a painter dotting the eyes to bring a dragon to life, it suddenly seemed to awaken.

ROAR—

Amidst a violent roar, the Wind Dragon shot forth, charging to meet the Nine Heavens Milky Way.

WHOOSH!

The two attacks streaked through the air for an instant before violently colliding.

This was an all-out strike from two peak Golden Core cultivators. The impact unleashed a hurricane, and the True Essence within swept out in all directions in an instant. It not only shredded the surrounding Demon Beasts to pieces but even pulverized entire mountains within Chu State.

The shockwave was so powerful it even caused the cultivators locked in bitter combat far away to freeze in a momentary daze. Looking from afar, they saw a spherical arc of Spiritual Light expand from the point of impact between the Milky Way and the Cyan Dragon, and for that one instant, it seemed as if the entire world had stood still.

However, at that very moment, a grin spread across Wen Yangxi’s face.

“Chief Chen, you’ve fallen for it. Did you forget? I am a Beast Master!”

ROAR—

As he spoke, the Clawed Flood Dragon—which had been pierced by the Flood Dragon Teeth earlier—stirred. It had awoken at some unknown point, and not only had its injuries healed, but its aura was even more powerful than before. Its body had swelled in size, and with a flick of its giant tail, it lunged ferociously at Chen Che.

The two men were locked in a battle of True Essence, Qi and Blood, and Divine Sense; neither dared to relax for even an instant.

It was like a wrestling match; the first to lose their focus would die. Now, with a Great Demon at the Golden Core Ninth Layer launching a surprise attack, no one could remain calm.

However, a grin spread across Chen Che’s face. “You have a trump card? So do I!”

“Jingfeng!”