Chapter 1037: Fierce Battle Against a Strong Enemy

The Lion's Roar ranks thirty-fifth on the Heavenly Spirit Arts List and can temporarily incapacitate enemies. Monk Wangchen has mastered two powerful spirit arts and the Soul Locking Bead, which is why he has been able to wander freely until now. For this reason, Yan Feng, the High Priest of the Fire Barbarian Tribe, took in Monk Wangchen and captured female cultivators at the Core Formation stage for his pleasure.

In the cultivation world, strength is paramount. If Monk Wangchen were merely an incompetent drunkard, Yan Feng would not have tolerated him.

Wang Changsheng heard the roar and felt an intense stinging pain in his eardrums. His sea of consciousness was assaulted by a sharp ache. A golden light flashed, and a string of shimmering golden Buddhist beads appeared above his head. A crimson axe shadow shot towards him, followed closely by a golden flood dragon. The blue water dragons had already been torn to shreds by the golden flood dragon.

A blue sound wave arrived in a flash, striking the golden Buddhist beads and sending them flying backward. The crimson axe shadow then struck Wang Changsheng. Wang Changsheng was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, vomiting a large mouthful of blood mid-air. His clothes tore apart, revealing the inner armor beneath.

An enraged dragon roar echoed, and a massive golden flood dragon swooped in. Its enormously thick tail accurately slammed into Wang Changsheng, sending him flying again and causing him to spit out another large mouthful of blood. Before he could stop, a burst of fire suddenly appeared behind him, and Yan Lie emerged from the flames.

Barbarians are naturally body cultivators, but they also possess their unique spirit arts. Yan Lie's face was contorted in a ferocious grimace as he raised the massive crimson axe in his hand and swung it towards Wang Changsheng's head. At such close range, a direct hit from the crimson axe would be fatal or crippling.

A somewhat mournful zither melody rang out, and Yan Lie's mood inexplicably sank. The high-raised axe did not fall; he felt life was meaningless and was suddenly overcome by a suicidal impulse. This spirit art was the Grand Sorrow Immortal Melody. It severely affected cultivators' emotions, causing inexplicable despondency or, in severe cases, extreme weariness of life.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, don't be swayed by that wretched woman." Monk Wangchen let out a loud shout, imbued with a mysterious power. Yan Lie felt his head buzzing and abruptly regained consciousness. By this time, Wang Changsheng had already reacted, and his fists, clad in golden gauntlets, heavily struck Yan Lie's chest.

"Bang!" Yan Lie's body flew backward like a sandbag, sent hurtling towards Firehawk Island. A red light flashed, and a gap appeared in the red barrier. Yan Lie's body crashed heavily onto Firehawk Island. Wang Changsheng transformed into a blue streak of light and flew towards Firehawk Island. The golden flood dragon attempted to block him, but the sea surface exploded, and over a dozen massive blue water dragons surged from the seabed, intercepting the golden flood dragon. Wang Changsheng seized the opportunity to fly into Firehawk Island, and the gap in the red barrier healed.

Monk Wangchen and Yan Lie both possessed considerable divine abilities, and Wang Changsheng found it difficult to fight two opponents at once. Monk Wangchen's spirit arts made him extremely wary, so Wang Changsheng had no choice but to adopt a strategy of dividing and conquering.

Yan Lie saw his clansmen lying in pools of blood and was enraged. He released two enormous crimson giant eagles, both possessing strength at the peak of the third rank. The two crimson giant eagles simultaneously let out a clear cry as they swooped down from high altitude, pouncing on Wang Ruyan.

Wang Ruyan released her Green-eyed Cold Silkworms and Lion-Lin Beast. Countless green thorns emerged from the ground, weaving into a large green net that enveloped Wang Ruyan. The Green-eyed Cold Silkworms sprayed a large expanse of white silk, entangling the crimson giant eagles. The Lion-Lin Beast let out a strange roar and spewed crimson flames, striking the two crimson giant eagles. Thousands of Gold-Devouring Ants gathered, forming a gleaming golden greatsword that lunged at the crimson giant eagles. With them blocking, the two crimson giant eagles were temporarily unable to approach Wang Ruyan, let alone harm her.

Monk Wangchen rapidly struck the golden wooden fish in his hand and began chanting scriptures. Buddhist runes flew out, striking towards Firehawk Island. Yan Lie's gaze was dark as he stared directly at Wang Changsheng. "A body cultivator! It's been a long time since I've encountered a body cultivator of the same rank." He continuously swung his fists, and streaks of red fist shadows shot out like a meteor shower, flying towards Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng raised his hands high, forming a welcoming gesture. Countless blue light particles appeared around him, transforming into a vast expanse of seawater that surged towards his opponent.

Boom!

The dense red fist shadows were engulfed by the blue seawater, sending up a vast spray of ocean waves.

Wang Ruyan was focused on her playing. Suddenly, a burst of crimson fire flared behind her, and Yan Lie stepped out of the flames, his eyes filled with killing intent. Wang Changsheng was already prepared. With a flip of his hand, a golden light flashed, and a palm-sized golden bell appeared in his hand. Runes shimmered on its surface; it was the ancient treasure, the Soul-Seizing Bell.

A clear ringing sound from the bell echoed. Yan Lie felt an intense pain in his soul, and his face turned pale. Wang Ruyan suddenly turned. Her two fingers hooked and released a zither string, and a shimmering blue sound wave shot out, striking Yan Lie with lightning speed. Yan Lie's body flew backward like a piece of thin paper. His face flushed crimson, and he spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Before he could land, a ripple suddenly spread in the void above his head, and a massive blue palm, over ten zhang in size, abruptly appeared above him. The blue palm was covered in numerous blue electric arcs; it was the Spirit Extinguishing Palm spirit art. Yan Lie reacted quickly, attempting to evade, but suddenly a large patch of green thorns emerged beneath him, entangling his feet. However, the sharp thorns on the green brambles could not pierce Yan Lie's skin. Yan Lie opened his mouth and spat out a ball of crimson flame onto the green thorns. The green thorns let out a painful shriek and snapped. A blue sound wave arrived in a flash, sweeping past Yan Lie's body. Yan Lie's mood suddenly became extremely low. He felt certain death awaited him and that there was nothing left to cherish in this world.

Boom!

The blue giant palm slammed onto Yan Lie, and a vast expanse of blue electric arcs engulfed his body. Wang Changsheng raised a hand, and a golden light shot out. It instantly expanded, transforming into a massive golden seal that smashed down forcefully. The ground shook and mountains swayed; the entire Firehawk Island trembled violently.

The next moment, a volcano in the distance suddenly erupted, and Yan Lie flew out from within. His aura was weak, his body covered in wounds, bleeding profusely, and his eyes filled with venomous resentment. Had he not obtained a Substitute Calamity Talisman when he ventured into the Heavenly Void Cave, he would have been dead. The Substitute Calamity Talisman was a single-use item; once used, it was gone.

He rubbed his hands together, and a red light suddenly flared in them. A longbow, imbued with a shimmering red light, appeared in his hand. A lifelike whale pattern was carved on the bow's arm. It was the Fuhu Whale Bow, crafted from the tendons and bones of a fourth-tier demonic beast, the Sea-Flipping Whale. He held the bow in his left hand and, with his right hand, clawed at the void. A red light flashed, and four shimmering crimson arrows appeared in his hand. He drew the bow and nocked an arrow.

Several whistling sounds of arrows echoed as the four crimson arrows shot out, transforming into four streaks of red light that flew directly towards Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.