Chapter 1404: Body Intense Battle

A vast avalanche, a white torrent surging down, covered the sprawling land like a white blanket.

Within the Cangxuan Alliance, everyone watching this scene couldn't help but erupt in thunderous cheers.

In recent years, even though Palace Master Shengyuan had never left the Sacred Palace, his invincible reputation had spread throughout the entire Cangxuan Heaven. Facing the current Palace Master Shengyuan, even if the sect masters of the Four Sacred Sects joined forces, they would struggle to contend with him. Yet now, this invincible Palace Master Shengyuan had been repelled for the first time on the battlefield. Although everyone knew he wouldn't be defeated simply by this, the ability to force Shengyuan back was enough to greatly inspire countless beings in Cangxuan Heaven. Instantly, as they looked at the slender figure in the sky, their eyes held a mix of awe and anticipation.

Perhaps their Cangxuan Alliance Chief truly had the ability to contend with Palace Master Shengyuan.

However, facing the countless cheers, Zhou Yuan's expression remained calm. His gaze was fixed on the avalanche site, his eyes still filled with solemnity.

The previous punch seemed incredibly powerful, but it hadn't inflicted any substantial damage on Shengyuan. The moment Zhou Yuan's power poured out, he could feel that Palace Master Shengyuan's physical body was also unimaginably formidable.

Today's battle would undoubtedly be a bloody and bitter struggle.

As these thoughts flashed through Zhou Yuan's mind, within the vast snow mountains, the sweeping avalanche suddenly froze in place, as if an indescribable force had forcibly halted its movement.

In the sea of snow, a vortex formed, and snowflakes created a stairway, extending all the way up.

From the depths of the vortex, a figure ascended, stepping onto the snowflake stairway and rising into the air.

That figure was, naturally, Shengyuan. At this moment, his white hair billowed, his upper body was bare, and his physique seemed to be covered in mottled, mysterious patterns. These patterns were ancient and vast, flickering faintly, and faintly, the sound of a surging torrent seemed to emanate from within him.

That was his blood surging.

Boom! Boom!

A low, thunderous sound was also slowly emanating. Each vibration caused thunderstorms to form in the sky above.

That was the sound of his heartbeat.

Within the Cangxuan Alliance, some experienced powerful individuals' expressions changed drastically, because they knew this was a manifestation of physical strength reaching its peak. At this moment, Shengyuan's physical strength seemed to have also ascended to an incredible level.

It was completely comparable to Zhou Yuan's Sacred Dragon Body!

"The Saint Stage offers two great boons: the soul's transformation, which can be called the Saint Soul, and the body's evolution, which can be called the Saint Body. Both are indestructible." Under the focus of countless gazes, Shengyuan ascended slowly, stepping on the snowflake stairway, and an indifferent voice resonated throughout heaven and earth.

"Although I have not fully entered the Saint Stage, the power of a Saint has tempered this body, so this physical body can indeed be considered a Half-Saint Body."

"Therefore, I want to know whether your so-called Sacred Dragon Body is truly stronger or weaker compared to my Half-Saint Body?!"

The moment his last word fell, Palace Master Shengyuan's eyes suddenly turned chillingly cold. He stomped his foot fiercely, shattering the space, and his figure appeared above Zhou Yuan as if by instant transmission.

Palace Master Shengyuan's expression was indifferent. He struck down with a palm that was like ten thousand suns blazing in the sky, immensely powerful, making heaven and earth intensely hot.

Below, the million-mile snow mountains rapidly melted.

Zhou Yuan's expression also grew solemn at this moment. He clenched his five fingers into a fist, purple-gold dragon scales shimmered, and a dragon's roar echoed, as if a massive purple-gold dragon ascended, directly colliding with Palace Master Shengyuan's "Ten Thousand Suns Palm."

Boom! Boom!

The instant they collided, a storm erupted, sweeping across vast expanses of void.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two streaks of light in the sky collided fiercely at a speed invisible to the naked eye. In mere tens of seconds, they exchanged thousands of blows, with continuous explosive thunder.

The onlookers could no longer see the two figures. They could only hear the continuous violent thunder echoing through heaven and earth.

The impact of the spreading power was merely wisps of residual energy, yet it still made countless powerful individuals' scalps tingle.

The two figures clashed again like lightning, shattering the space behind them into countless spatial fragments. Then, both figures shot back tens of thousands of feet.

Zhou Yuan stabilized himself in the sky. At this moment, his purple-gold dragon scales were slightly tinged with red, and white mist rose from his body. This was a sign that his physical body was operating at its peak.

"What a formidable Saint Body."

Zhou Yuan took a deep breath, his eyes solemn. The Saint Stage was indeed incredibly profound. Even though Shengyuan was only a Half-Saint, this Half-Saint Body, forged by the mighty power of a Saint, was still astonishingly powerful.

If a Half-Saint Body was already so formidable, then how terrifying would a true Saint Body be?

The Saint Stage truly lived up to its reputation as the realm countless cultivators in the Heavens longed for.

In the distant sky, white wisps of mist also rose from Palace Master Shengyuan's body. He stared at Zhou Yuan, a hint of envy flashing in his eyes.

This Zhou Yuan had not yet touched the power of a Saint, yet he could cultivate his physical body to such a degree. Once he truly stepped into the Saint Stage, it was likely that ordinary Saints would struggle to contend with him.

Such talent and potential were truly exceptional.

Such a formidable enemy must not be allowed to live.

Chilling killing intent flowed in Palace Master Shengyuan's eyes. Immediately, he slammed his palms together, and a low growl emerged from his throat.

Gurgle!

His blood seemed to boil at this moment. His skin began to turn crimson, and as his body glowed red, the mysterious mottled marks on his skin began to slowly writhe like living things.

These mottled marks were formed when the power of a Saint tempered his physical body, and the power of the Saint Body originated precisely from these Saint Marks!

Pch!

Suddenly, the Saint Marks burst out from his body, and as they expanded with the wind, they transformed into crimson Saint Mark chains.

Clang! Clang!

The crimson chains vibrated in the void like giant pythons, emitting strange sound waves. Everyone who heard these sound waves felt their physical bodies being suppressed. Some weaker individuals even screamed, as they found their physical bodies gradually disintegrating.

Countless people were greatly alarmed and hurriedly circulated their Yuan Qi to seal their ears, daring not to let the sound waves invade again.

In the sky, Zhou Yuan looked at the crimson chains, his brows tightly furrowed. For some reason, the crimson chains made him feel an immense sense of threat, as if they were specifically designed to target physical bodies.

"Do you feel it?"

Shengyuan's gaze fixed on him, his voice indifferent: "No matter how strong your physical body is, once it's entangled by this, your body will shatter and disintegrate."

"This is a Saint Stage technique..."

"I call it..."

"The Boundless Dragon-Binding Lock!"

The instant his voice fell, the crimson chains suddenly shot out, directly piercing through layers of void. No matter how Zhou Yuan flashed or retreated, he found it difficult to shake off their pursuit.

Thus, after only a few breaths, Zhou Yuan's figure suddenly paused, as a crimson chain coiled around his ankle like a venomous snake.

At the same time, other crimson chains swarmed wildly, instantly covering Zhou Yuan completely.

Mottled marks flowed across the crimson chains, with the power of a Saint coursing through them. Once bound, it would be extremely difficult to break free.

The crimson chains coiled wildly, covering Zhou Yuan's body. His vision rapidly narrowed, gradually turning dark.

However, just as the darkness completely enveloped him, Zhou Yuan slowly closed his eyes.

On the surface of his body, silver light gradually emerged.

Behind the silver light, an eight-armed phantom seemed to appear, flickering in and out of sight.