Chapter 685: Using Your Life?

When Zhou Yuan and Wu Huang’s heavy fists collided, a sound like metal striking metal reverberated, and visible ripples of force rapidly emanated from their center.

The massive stone pillars beneath their feet shattered inch by inch, ultimately turning into a cloud of dust.

The solid ground was torn up layer by layer, surging outwards like a tide in all directions.

The two colliding figures trembled slightly, then both shot backward, their feet leaving long gouges on the ground before they managed to steady themselves.

Zhou Yuan gazed at Wu Huang a short distance away, his expression slightly serious. Wu Huang was entirely blood-red, looking as if he had been skinned, which was a deeply unsettling sight.

Furthermore, crimson energy swirled around Wu Huang, emanating a fierce and brutal aura.

In their previous clash, Zhou Yuan could clearly feel that Wu Huang’s physical body was unexpectedly powerful.

Even with his Profound Jade Skin and Star Silver Bone techniques activated, their power was completely absorbed and neutralized by Wu Huang’s blood-red physique.

“The Blood Asura Body…” Zhou Yuan’s eyes narrowed slightly. He presumed this was another masterpiece of the Saint Yuan Palace Master.

Zhou Yuan could sense that Wu Huang had not specifically cultivated his physical body as he had, but once the Blood Asura Body was formed, it was in no way inferior to his own Profound Saint Body.

No wonder Wu Huang was able to defeat Jiang Taishin and claim the top spot on the Saint Son list; his current strength was indeed astonishing.

Outside Sheng City, the chaotic battle imperceptibly died down as Zhou Yuan and Wu Huang began their fight. Figures stood high in the air, their gazes fixed on the city’s center.

Both Chu Qing and Jiang Taishin knew clearly in their hearts that in today’s battle, all the disciples from both sects, including themselves, were merely supporting roles.

The true protagonists were the two individuals battling in the city.

Therefore, now that the two had clashed, the chaotic battle around them no longer seemed important. Both sides, by unspoken agreement, slowed their attacks, their attention fixed on the city.

“It seems Zhou Yuan has mastered the true Profound Saint Body…” Jiang Taishin stared into the city, then turned his gaze to Chu Qing nearby, remarking with a faint smile, “However, Wu Huang possesses the Blood Asura Body. In terms of physical strength, Zhou Yuan has no advantage.”

Chu Qing’s eyes narrowed slightly as he chuckled, “Junior Brother Zhou Yuan isn’t limited to just his Profound Saint Body.”

Jiang Taishin’s eyes were indifferent. He stared intently at Wu Huang for a moment, then shook his head in silence.

“It’s useless. You don’t know how strong the Blood Asura Body is.”

“This battle, your Cangxuan Sect is destined to lose.”

On another section of the city wall, Zuoqiu Qingyu, Lu Luo, Li Chunjun, and others quietly ascended. They watched the scene in the city, feeling the two fierce collisions, their expressions all grave.

“Wu Huang is incredibly strong now.” Li Chunjun, whose eyes were covered with black cloth, turned towards Wu Huang’s direction. Although he couldn’t see, his perception was exceptionally sharp. In his mind, Wu Huang at this moment was like a Blood Asura that had crawled out from the Nine Netherworlds, so ferocious it made one’s scalp tingle.

“Can Zhou Yuan win?” Lu Luo asked, her voice filled with worry.

No one answered. Even Zuoqiu Qingyu pressed her red lips together. The two individuals before them were, without exaggeration, almost the strongest Genesis Stage cultivators on the entire Shengzhou Continent.

Who would win, no one could predict before the outcome was decided.

“Zhou Yuan, you won’t pass here today. Give up.” Wu Huang’s eyes swirled with fierce blood-red light. He stared at Zhou Yuan and sneered with a grin.

Zhou Yuan remained expressionless. He clenched his hand, and the Heavenly Yuan Brush appeared. Its tip, formed from snowy white bristles, pointed diagonally towards the ground, radiating sharpness.

Golden Genesis Qi spun wildly around Zhou Yuan’s body, gradually transforming into a mysterious light silhouette that enveloped him. The silhouette stretched out a pair of wings.

The Genesis Qi of heaven and earth surged forth at this moment, being absorbed by the mysterious light silhouette.

Grand Xuan Sacred Spirit Art!

Zhou Yuan’s aura suddenly intensified at this moment!

Evidently, after the initial probing, Zhou Yuan understood that Wu Huang was indeed no longer what he used to be. To win today, he would have to fight with all his might.

With surging Genesis Qi, Zhou Yuan’s eyes suddenly turned icy cold. His figure shot out like an afterimage, and the hard ground beneath his feet instantly collapsed.

His speed was extremely fast, and amplified by the wings of the Grand Xuan Sacred Spirit Art, it was like adding wings to a tiger. The countless eyes watching only perceived a blur, and Zhou Yuan’s figure had already appeared above Wu Huang.

The snowy white bristles carried a sharp edge, striking downwards like a chilling streak of light.

Wu Huang watched the cold glint, sneered, and gripped his hand. With a flash of blood-red light, a long spear, seemingly crafted from crimson crystal, appeared in his grasp.

Blood energy coiled around the spear’s shaft, as if it had been steeped in a concentrated pool of blood for many years.

The Blood Crystal Spear transformed into a streak of blood-red light, surging forward with a sharp aura, colliding directly with the snowy white brush tip.

At the point of impact, space trembled slightly, and ripples spread outwards.

Both the Heavenly Yuan Brush and the Blood Crystal Spear vibrated. However, in the next instant, the black brush and the blood spear violently shook, transforming into thousands of afterimages that launched an overwhelming barrage of attacks.

Clang! Clang!

In just a mere dozen breaths, the brush and spear shadows clashed thousands of times, each collision causing space to vibrate.