Chapter 1271 - 732: Supreme Arts Unleashed, Showdown of Geniuses!

Chapter 1271: Chapter 732: Supreme Arts Unleashed, Showdown of Geniuses!

...Urgently, as if dictated!"

Zhang Ancestor gazed at the curtain of light, stroking his beard with a smile:

"This is our Heavenly Master Dao’s [Dragon Tiger Guardian Summoning], this ultimate technique not only uses the wondrous light of Spiritual Treasure to fully open ’洞真’, but also transforms into many guardians of our Dao and provides unexpected protection, extremely difficult to cultivate.

Zhiming has just touched upon the Divine Skill of Spiritual Treasure, yet already comprehended this technique, demonstrating excellent comprehension, even surprising an old Daoist like me."

His words revealed extreme satisfaction with this successor of his, the heir Heavenly Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain.

At the same time, beside him, Sui Chunqiu’s eyes were deep, unsure how Meng Chuan would respond.

At this moment, the洞真 of Spiritual Treasure fully opened, countless chaotic flux in the void.

Layers of blue and white celestial light descended upon the world, heavenly rainbow streams scattered everywhere.

And yet, the figure of that young Daoist had vanished into the void, the energy scattered in Meng Chuan’s perception, seemingly hidden and untraceable.

"Go!"

Turmoil spread in the blue light flux, the Dragon Elephant God leaped up, growing into a colossal body a hundred yards tall in the wind, purple light and golden flame spreading across the sky, contending with it.

Especially the Dragon Demon, with the opening of the Inner World, it received a huge boost due to Meng Chuan’s surge in Spiritual Power.

The vertical pupil between its brows flashed, releasing Deconstructive Divine Poison that burst open at the center of the celestial blue light surrounded substances.

Purple waves surged, poisonous mist covered the high heavens, those celestial Gang Qi creatures made a dull, flesh-tearing sound as soon as they touched it.

Deconstructive Divine Poison, an immensely corrosive energy that infects a target and infiltrates inside to cause deep-seated, sustained damage.

What does this mean?

Chen Zhiming’s energy wasn’t scattered among these summoned guardians?

Penetrate directly and strike internally!

"Sui Saint, this Xiaomeng has many tricks up his sleeve!"

As soon as the Dragon Demon made a move, even Xun San was slightly amazed.

"Nothing extraordinary, just small tricks, they’re not worth much on a grand stage."

Sui Chunqiu’s tense face relaxed slightly, modestly waving his hand.

Simultaneously, the Elephant God refused to be outdone, draped in Meng Chuan’s spiritual flames, its pair of white jade tusks standing tall as it charged at the leading Dragon Tiger creature.

Though it was no match, it relied on its tough hide and thick flesh not to be defeated right away.

Seeing this, Meng Chuan seized his weapons and advanced.

Sitting astride the Elephant God’s back, wielding a Big Halberd invincibly, it struck that Dragon Tiger creature causing it to roar like dragons and tigers, its figure swaying as if it would burst apart.

"This damned dragon..."

In the void, Chen Zhiming squinted, half of his gaze fell on the human figure, half focused on that utterly repulsive "base dragon" at the edge of the battlefield, constantly firing purple light...

What on earth is that purple light it shoots out?

With a shiver, Chen Zhiming’s Primordial Spirit felt a stir.

This purple light seemed "to have a cheat", penetrating洞真法召, directly corrupting his Primordial Spirit!

His form instinctively evoked an evasive reaction, suddenly raising his head to see the halberd-wielding warrior in combat with the guardians lift his head, his ghostly eyes casting a glance into the void.

Coincidentally, his gaze was perfectly fixed upon Chen Zhiming!

Meng Chuan was no longer a brute, taking risks within enemy formations had his strategy.

With the Earth Evil Treasure Body, he could absorb some of the azure white Gang Qi.

Relying on a powerful physique, he could last a long time.

In this period, if the Dragon Demon’s Deconstructive Divine Poison rubbed against the Daoist’s real body, it would then convey location and other information to him, leaving no place for the opponent to hide.

"He discovered me..."

Chen Zhiming’s heart skipped a beat, refusing to gamble, he flicked his sleeve preparing to retreat.

Boom—

Meng Chuan’s figure moved like lightning, his muscles producing a thunderous rumble, cutting through the vast sky charging forth.

Above, unfurled a grand golden-white sun with a diameter spanning one kilometer, spreading golden light, piercing through the blue light, resembling the venerable stature of a sun god advancing with full might.

Although lacking the ethereal aura of celestial beings, he appeared as though standing upon the earth, as majestic as a mountain, as vast as an ocean, under the sun’s cover, for a moment seeming to be the sole existence of this world.

"Such a robust Dragon Elephant Dharma Foundation!"

In the conference room, several experts couldn’t help but exclaim, witnessing Meng Chuan’s full use of this technique for the first time, hard to imagine what kind of enhancements such a grand sun could provide to the body!

[Prajna Dragon Elephant Divine Skill]...

"Amitabha...!!!"

Many Shaolin experts bowed their heads in unison, unable to contain their excitement seeing such a fearsome grand sun, wondering to what extent Meng Chuan had mastered it.

How long has he been initiated?

Countless monks voiced their admiration:

"Senior Brother Meng Chuan, truly a prodigy of our Buddhist Sect!"

This power...

Has already far surpassed惑!

Seeing the grand sun, Chen Zhiming knew he couldn’t withstand even a single strike.

True Gang shield is not infallible, can’t防惑, how could he?

No more hesitation, Chen Zhiming spread his arms wide, his body gliding like a vessel upon cloud seas.

His escape wasn’t merely fleeing, while he moved to the side, his right hand reached upwards as if grasping something, with this action, the celestial light beings summoned by法召 gathered, lengthening like a shuttle, as it burst with radiance resembling a streak of azure heavenly light.

No! If it were transformed into that crimson, bloody color, it would be a ray of setting sun!

Chen Zhiming seized this azure light long streak, swung it fiercely, surging down to cut!

"Cut!"

Up in the sky, the streaks of light accompanied by gale waves suddenly descended, Meng Chuan’s head welcomed the sword rainbow baptism.

The power of this sword made惑’s eyelid jump, always sensing it at par with Chen Zhiming’s Primordial Spirit Sword technique.

He folded his hands, murmuring quietly:

"Indeed, Chen Zhiming, I have a long way to go, I cannot rush..."

Seeing this sword, his expression was calm, no longer regretting missing previous opportunities.

Even if they fought again, he knew he wouldn’t be a match for Chen Zhiming.