Chapter 689: Meat as Bait

A blood-red giant dragon coiled around Zhou Yuan. Overwhelming malevolent energy emanated from it, instantly causing the temperature of the world to plummet, becoming bone-chillingly cold.

Countless eyes stared in horror at the blood-red giant dragon surrounding Zhou Yuan. Its immense malevolence made their scalps tingle, yet they could also clearly sense the power it contained.

That power seemed identical to what Wu Huang had previously unleashed.

In the sky, Wu Huang's pupils contracted as he gazed at the blood-red giant dragon around Zhou Yuan. His voice was grim: "You actually subdued the Resentful Dragon Poison?!"

He clearly knew about the Resentful Dragon Poison in Zhou Yuan's body; after all, it was his father's doing back then.

This poison was rumored to be incredibly potent. King Wu had originally intended to use it to completely destroy Zhou Yuan. But who could have foreseen that Zhou Yuan would not only survive the Resentful Dragon Poison but now even begin to subdue it and harness its power!

Zhou Yuan raised his eyes, his gaze icy. He spoke calmly, "To be honest, I have to thank your father for this. Had he not bestowed it upon me back then, I wouldn't be able to control this Resentful Dragon Poison today."

For many years, ever since childhood, Zhou Yuan had suffered under the Resentful Dragon Poison, hovering between life and death countless times. Fortunately, with the help of Yao Yao this time, he finally managed to completely subdue and suppress it.

And for the first time, Zhou Yuan was finally able to actively wield the power of the Resentful Dragon Poison.

Zhou Yuan stared at the blood-red giant dragon. The next instant, his hands abruptly formed a seal.

The blood-red giant dragon roared skyward, then plunged down, directly colliding with Zhou Yuan, who was clad in silver armor.

The moment of impact, the blood-red giant dragon seemed to liquefy, quickly merging into the silver battle armor. Immediately afterward, a blood dragon light pattern emerged on the surface of the silver armor.

Boom! Boom!

Waves of extremely violent Genesis Qi storms erupted from within Zhou Yuan's body at that moment, vibrating the air and producing piercing sonic booms.

The intensity of his Genesis Qi was steadily climbing.

Countless gazes, watching Zhou Yuan's outburst, were speechless.

This clash between them was practically a competition to see who could unleash more bursts of power!

However, their hearts were also stirred by the tremendous waves created by the two's explosive power, as they clearly understood that the current performance of both had far exceeded what could be achieved in the Alpha Origin stage.

If not for the absence of Divine Dwellings halos around them, they would have even suspected that both had already entered the Divine Dwellings stage...

Amidst countless exclamations, all eyes were fixed on the two figures in the sky. Everyone could sense that as both sides revealed their trump cards, this earth-shattering battle would likely reach its conclusion very soon...

Wu Huang stood in the void, his figure like a dragon or an Asura, exuding a fierce aura. His cold eyes were fixed intently on Zhou Yuan, whose recent burst of power had once again made Wu Huang feel an extremely strong threat.

The confrontation between them had reached its most critical juncture.

Wu Huang clenched his hand, and the Blood Crystal Spear appeared. He said grimly, "Today, I want to see if your Resentful Dragon Transformation is superior, or if my Asura Saint Dragon Transformation reigns supreme!"

He gripped the Blood Crystal Spear tightly. Surging Genesis Qi wildly churned at that moment, all of it pouring into the Blood Crystal Spear, which instantly erupted with dazzling light.

Buzz! Buzz!

The spear vibrated, emitting terrifying fluctuations that caused the surrounding space to gradually distort.

Wu Huang wielded the Blood Crystal Spear, and as he swung it, it was as if a sea of blood surged forth.

His gaze, filled with malevolence, locked onto Zhou Yuan. The killing intent in his eyes reached its peak at that moment. The next instant, he violently took a step, his figure a streaking light, and shot directly towards Zhou Yuan.

Killing intent permeated the air.

Behind him, a crimson light surged, like a vast sea of blood overwhelming everything in its path, closely following.

Wherever it passed, space trembled.

As the surging sea of blood roared closer, Zhou Yuan's expression also became solemn. Wu Huang's attack was an all-out effort, truly a killing blow.

He took a deep breath, gripping his hand tightly. A mighty light gathered on the Heavenly Yuan Brush, and as more and more abundant Genesis Qi converged, the previously pure white tip of the Heavenly Yuan Brush gradually turned blood-red.

The blood dragon light pattern coiled on the silver armor also wriggled and swept out, covering the mottled body of the Heavenly Yuan Brush.

Zhou Yuan raised his hand, and the Heavenly Yuan Brush slowly ascended, its tip vibrating and causing spatial ripples.

At this moment, all of Zhou Yuan's power was similarly concentrated on the Heavenly Yuan Brush.

His eyes suddenly became as sharp as blades.

His figure also shot out, transforming into a streak of light across the sky. His posture clearly indicated no intention of backing down.

Across the world, countless people watching this scene were moved.

Two streaks of light, imbued with destructive power, violently collided after a few breaths.

The spear and brush clashed, and a terrifying Genesis Qi storm immediately raged, tearing apart the clouds high in the sky.

Below, buildings were reduced to ruins in swathes, and streets cracked open, the destructive power astonishing.

At this moment, a figure of light shot up from the city, clasped its hands together, and immediately gathered surging Genesis Qi, forming a light barrier that blocked the shockwave.

It was a powerful expert from Shengzhou City acting to contain the aftermath.

However, no one paid attention to this; all eyes were fixed intently on the point of collision in the sky.

There, the spear tip and brush tip were locked in a fierce confrontation. From the bodies of Zhou Yuan and Wu Huang, who wielded them, blood mist was gushing out.

Yet, both their faces were exceptionally cold and ferocious, showing no sign of backing down.

Wu Huang's eyes were sinister. Staring at the standoff, he suddenly flicked his arm. The spear tip subtly trembled, bypassing the Heavenly Yuan Brush, and its sharp point, like lightning, thrust directly towards Zhou Yuan's heart.

Seeing this, Zhou Yuan's eyes turned cold. Without the slightest hesitation or defensive posture, his sharp brush tip lightly vibrated as it swept towards Wu Huang's chest.

Both acted ruthlessly, aiming directly for vital points.

A true fight to the death, making countless people's scalps tingle.

Thus, a breath later, the spear tip and brush tip simultaneously pierced through their respective chests, bringing forth gushing blood mist.

Silence permeated the air.

Blood mist drifted past their eyes.

"This time, you've lost again, by a little." Zhou Yuan looked down at the spear piercing his chest, his tone indifferent.

Although Wu Huang's long spear had pierced his body, most of its power was absorbed by the "Silver Shadow". Meanwhile, as Zhou Yuan's Heavenly Yuan Brush pierced Wu Huang's body, countless brush hairs instantly erupted, directly destroying Wu Huang's internal organs.

Wu Huang glanced at himself, seeing countless lines of light raging beneath his flesh, and grotesque cracks constantly appearing on his body.

In this desperate struggle, Zhou Yuan possessed the Silver Shadow and a formidable physical body, while Wu Huang seemed to be at a disadvantage.

However, after taking a look, a sinister arc formed on Wu Huang's lips.

"Zhou Yuan, this time, I'm afraid you're the one who loses."

"With the Blood Asura Body, even if the physical body is destroyed, as long as a single drop of Asura blood exists, one can be reborn." The sinister arc on his lips became increasingly pronounced, and then his hands suddenly formed a seal.

Between Wu Huang's eyebrows, an invisible spirit coalesced, and within that spirit was a drop of crimson blood.

The spirit, enveloping the crimson blood, shot skyward.

"Zhou Yuan, I'll use this Blood Asura Body to send you off."

"Asura Burial!"

Wu Huang's sharp, loud laughter echoed through the heavens and earth. Just as his voice faded, countless people were horrified to see countless streaks of crimson light gushing from Wu Huang's physical body.

It was a self-detonation of his physical body!

Outside Shengzhou City, Chu Qing, Li Qingchan, and others all had drastic changes in their expressions, furiously shooting towards the city.

However, before they could rush into the city, a blood-red mushroom cloud unleashed a destructive torrent of Genesis Qi. This torrent slammed into the Genesis Qi barrier set up by Shengzhou City's experts, causing continuous ripples across the barrier.

Across the world, countless people stared at the blood-red mushroom cloud, then at Wu Huang's spirit, which had escaped and was laughing wildly towards the sky. They all fell silent.

This clash between the strongest Alpha Origin stage experts in Cangxuan Heaven had finally reached its conclusion, with Wu Huang using his physical body as bait.

Trapped within that torrent of impact, there was no way any Alpha Origin realm practitioner could survive.

That Zhou Yuan was likely doomed.

However, amidst the countless people's lamentations and Wu Huang's spirit's wild laughter, a faint, almost inaudible voice subtly emanated from within the blood-red mushroom cloud.

"Heavenly Punisher."

As that low voice fell, the rampant blood-red mushroom cloud seemed to instantly solidify. A profound power rippled through it, and then everyone watched in disbelief as the torrent unleashed by the blood-red mushroom cloud quietly dissipated.

All the ferocity subsided into tranquility.

In the sky, Wu Huang's wild laughter froze. His spirit, filled with intense disbelief, stared downwards.

There, the blood-red mushroom cloud quietly dispersed, and Zhou Yuan's figure, holding the Heavenly Yuan Brush, slowly emerged. His eyes, devoid of any emotion, fixed on Wu Huang's spirit.