Chapter 585: Evil Battle

Above the Six-Colored Lake, the Heavenly Yuan Brush, imbued with powerful golden Genesis Qi, whistled down, colliding fiercely with the Bone Ghost Claw Staff. A crisp sound echoed as visible ripples of power spread out, distorting the void.

Zhou Yuan and Fan Yao's gazes met, filled with chilling murderous intent.

The next moment, both sides unleashed their attacks.

Countless brush and staff shadows whistled through the air, pouring down like a torrential rain. Immediately, dull explosions continuously erupted in the sky. In just a few dozen breaths, the two had already exchanged hundreds of blows.

Their confrontation was without any trickery, relying solely on the depth of their Genesis Qi reserves.

Clearly, Fan Yao had immense confidence in his Genesis Qi reserves, believing he could overwhelm Zhou Yuan with them. But Zhou Yuan was utterly fearless; although in terms of the number of Genesis Qi stars in his Qi Dwelling, he might have been slightly inferior to Fan Yao, the formidable combat power of Genesis Qi isn't solely dependent on the number of Genesis Qi stars...

His Heaven-Reaching Dark Serpent Qi, though currently only Grade 6, in terms of quality, was definitely comparable to some Grade 7 Genesis Qi.

Fan Yao's blood-red Genesis Qi was also Grade 6, but compared to Zhou Yuan's Heaven-Reaching Dark Serpent Qi, there was a noticeable gap.

Therefore, while Fan Yao had more Genesis Qi stars, Zhou Yuan prevailed in terms of quality.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In the sky, the two exchanged hundreds of blows in a very short time, a level of intensity that left many secretly astonished. Yet, they could also see that this confrontation between the two was surprisingly evenly matched.

This greatly surprised them, as from the perspective of Genesis Qi reserves, Fan Yao should clearly have had the advantage, but reality showed otherwise.

In the sky, the Heavenly Yuan Brush and the Bone Staff violently clashed again, ripples sweeping out, and then both figures were sent reeling backward.

Zhou Yuan steadied himself, his gaze fixed on Fan Yao. The latter's strength was indeed formidable; previously, when he fought Ning Mo, he could suppress her purely with his Genesis Qi, but now against Fan Yao, he could only achieve a stalemate.

However, compared to Zhou Yuan's expression, Fan Yao's face appeared somewhat gloomy, likely because he hadn't expected his advantage in Genesis Qi reserves to be completely ineffective.

"This kid's Genesis Qi is clearly only Grade 6, so why can it always suppress my Blood Fiend Genesis Qi?" Fan Yao was somewhat irritated. The Grade 6 Genesis Qi he cultivated was exclusive to chief disciples even within the Sacred Palace. In his view, even if Zhou Yuan also possessed Grade 6 Genesis Qi, he should still be suppressed.

Despite his confusion and anger, Fan Yao was a seasoned veteran. He quickly reined in his emotions, cast a cold glance at Zhou Yuan, then abruptly clasped his hands together, forming a hand seal. Blood-red Genesis Qi surged out from his body, overwhelming the surroundings, and a strong scent of blood permeated the entire world. Since he held no advantage in a pure Genesis Qi contest, he would win with a Genesis Art. As the chief disciple of the Blood Sacred Hall, Fan Yao had cultivated in the Sacred Palace for many years; he refused to believe he couldn't handle a new chief disciple who had only joined the Cangxuan Sect a few years ago.

"Poisonous Mire Blood Dragon Art!"

Surging blood-red Genesis Qi churned around Fan Yao, rapidly condensing to form an enormous blood dragon. Moreover, poisonous mist surged around the blood dragon, emanating an incomparably fierce aura. This Poisonous Mire Blood Dragon Art was a low-grade Heaven Genesis Art that Fan Yao was exceptionally skilled in. He had practiced it for many years, bringing it very close to the perfected level, making its power formidable.

With a fierce roar from Fan Yao, the blood dragon, accompanied by surging poisonous mist, roared forth, lunging at Zhou Yuan with astonishing momentum.

Zhou Yuan stood in the void, his expression unchanged as he watched the roaring poisonous blood dragon approach. His hands formed seals with lightning speed, and the Genesis Qi within his body rapidly gathered. His mouth puffed out at this moment.

"Heavenly Sun Divine Record, Heavenly Sun Flame!"

The next moment, he abruptly opened his mouth, and immediately, dark golden flames, like a dragon's breath, roared out, directly colliding with the poisonous blood dragon.

This dark golden Heavenly Sun Flame indicated that Zhou Yuan's Heavenly Sun Divine Record had reached the perfected realm.

The temperature of the entire world rose at this moment, and the pervasive bloody aura was swept away.

Sizzle!

The dark golden flames collided with the blood dragon. As the flames surged, the poisonous mist around the blood dragon was directly incinerated, and the blood dragon itself visibly shrank. After just a dozen breaths, the blood dragon was completely burned to nothingness.

The dark golden flames, still retaining residual power, whistled towards the grim-faced Fan Yao.

Fan Yao waved his sleeve, and blood-red Genesis Qi formed a light barrier in front of him, defending against the remaining dark golden flames. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Zhou Yuan's mouth puff out again.

"Heavenly Sun Flame!"

Another mouthful of dark golden fiery dragon breath whistled out, striking fiercely at Fan Yao.

Fan Yao dared not delay, hastily urged the Genesis Qi within him, and another poisonous blood dragon formed, quickly rising to meet the attack.

Boom! Boom!

In mid-air, the golden flames and blood dragons continuously collided, and the resulting ripples of power were incomparably violent.

Genesis Qi shockwaves rampaged, and Fan Yao retreated grimly. However, he immediately sensed something behind him. He glanced back to see countless lake waters being moved by an invisible force, forming a giant hand that slammed down fiercely.

The giant hand arrived silently, without any Genesis Qi fluctuations. "Soul power?!" Fan Yao's eyes narrowed.

Clearly, Zhou Yuan was launching an all-out offensive, intending to seize the initiative.

Fan Yao stomped his foot, and blood-red Genesis Qi surged skyward, also forming a blood-red giant hand that fiercely collided with the Six-Colored Lake water giant hand.

Splash!

Both shattered simultaneously, and the lake water immediately turned into a torrential downpour, cascading down.

Zhou Yuan stood amidst the downpour. The rain automatically deflected about a zhang from his body, as if blocked by an invisible force.

His glabella vibrated intensely with soul power. He extended his palm, pointing it remotely at Fan Yao. From his glabella, his late Solid Stage soul power erupted without reservation.

"Soul Shock!"

Invisible soul power suddenly shot out, its speed far more rapid and sudden than any Genesis Qi attack. Thus, before Fan Yao could even react, that immense, invisible soul power fiercely struck him.

The soul attack generated no impressive spectacle, but Fan Yao's expression instantly changed. Although his body suffered no damage, his face abruptly contorted. Excruciating pain erupted from his glabella, as if it were about to be torn apart. This was caused by his soul being shocked.

An intense dizziness surged from his mind, almost causing his head to burst. However, Fan Yao was no ordinary person; the moment he was hit, he fiercely bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of vital blood which then entered his glabella, forming a blood-red pattern there. The excruciating soul pain gradually subsided then.

But just as he stopped the severe pain, he detected a rapid whooshing sound from ahead. His heart clenched, and he inwardly cursed. Zhou Yuan's figure charged forth like a phantom, his five fingers clenched into a fist, his skin shimmering with a jade-like glow, and silver light emanating from his bones.

His expression was cold. With a single punch, imbued with immense power, he directly exploited Fan Yao's weakness, fiercely striking at his vital spot.

In haste, Fan Yao could only form a layer of Genesis Qi light barrier in front of him with his blood-red Genesis Qi.

Crack!

However, as Zhou Yuan's punch landed, the Genesis Qi light barrier instantly shattered, and the punch slammed directly into Fan Yao's chest. He immediately spurted a mouthful of fresh blood, his figure falling clumsily, leaving a long trail across the surface of the vast Six-Colored Lake.

This battle was immediately witnessed by many onlookers, and countless exclamations of surprise erupted across the world. Their gazes, filled with profound shock, were fixed on Zhou Yuan's figure in the sky. Clearly, none of them had expected that in the clash between Zhou Yuan and Fan Yao, the first to be injured would be the latter.

In the other two battle zones, Tang Xiaoyan and Jin Zhang also noticed the situation. While Jin Zhang was also astonished, given Zhou Yuan's many previous miracles, he could somewhat accept it for the moment. Tang Xiaoyan, however, had her rosy lips wide open, her beautiful eyes filled with shock. Evidently, this scene had a significant impact on her.

In mid-air, Zhou Yuan looked down from above at the figure on the lake surface. Although he had gained an advantage, he did not relax, as he could feel an extremely astonishing Genesis Qi fluctuation brewing within Fan Yao's body below.

Blood-red energy currents slowly rose from Fan Yao's body. He gradually lifted his head, his already slightly crimson eyes turning completely blood-red at this moment. Blood even oozed from the corners of his eyes, making him appear terrifying.

An indescribable tyrannical killing intent emanated from his body.

Clearly, being injured by Zhou Yuan had thoroughly enraged this chief disciple, ranked third in the Sacred Palace...

Blood-red energy currents converged on Fan Yao's body, finally forming a colossal blood-red shadow, approximately a thousand zhang tall. This blood shadow resembled a blood demon, and upon its appearance, Zhou Yuan felt the blood within his own body becoming turbulent.

Zhou Yuan's expression turned grave.

In the distance, Tang Xiaoyan's pretty face changed when she saw the demonic blood shadow. She quickly cried out, "Zhou Yuan, be careful! That's the Blood Sacred Hall's strongest Genesis Art in the Sacred Palace..."

Before her voice had even faded, Zhou Yuan heard an incomparably grim and cold voice slowly resounding from Fan Yao's mouth below.

"Great! Blood! Fiend! Art!"