Chapter 2352: The Power of Dharma Forms

A tremendous roar erupted. The incoming cyan sword energy shattered into pieces upon impact with golden sound waves, sending shockwaves through the air and distorting the surrounding void.

A streak of cyan light shot forth, darting directly towards the man in the golden robe.

The man in the golden robe showed no fear. His right fist glowed with dazzling golden light as he lunged forward to meet the attack.

With a dull thud of metal striking metal, the cyan streak recoiled. It was a shimmering cyan flying sword, adorned with a cyan lotus pattern on its hilt—the Cyan Lotus Sword.

After the Cyan Lotus Sword emitted a clear and resonant hum, it multiplied, first into a hundred, then into ten thousand. Tens of thousands of shimmering cyan flying swords swarmed towards the golden-robed man, threatening to cleave him into countless pieces.

The golden-robed man moved his arms, unleashing a barrage of fist-shadows that shattered the incoming cyan flying swords. Though some swords struck his body, they merely produced dull thuds, as if striking an impenetrable barrier of copper and iron.

Beastmen at the Refinement Void stage possessed bodies capable of withstanding even low-grade Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures.

Wang Qingshan was merely testing his opponent; he didn't expect a single Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure to slay a Refinement Void stage Beastman.

With another movement of his arms, the golden-robed man unleashed a volley of dense golden fist-shadows, which shot directly towards Wang Qingshan with a piercing rush of air.

Before the dense golden fist-shadows even closed in, their thunderous force warped and twisted the surrounding void.

Just as Wang Qingshan prepared to defend, a deafening tiger roar reverberated in his ears, causing his head to buzz and him to feel disoriented.

The Beastman race was divided into many tribes, and even within a single tribe, their divine abilities varied significantly. Some Beastmen wielded sound-wave abilities, others controlled lightning arts, and some excelled in evasion. However, all Beastmen shared one common trait: their exceptionally powerful physical bodies.

Wang Qingshan circulated the 'Tai Xu Forging God Art' and quickly regained his composure. With a shrug of his shoulders, nine Azure Glazed Swords flew from his sword sheath, transforming into nine spinning cyan lotuses, each a hundred zhang in diameter. They emitted streams of hazy cyan sword energy, shattering the incoming golden fist-shadows and generating turbulent air currents.

As the void rippled, a gigantic golden tiger claw suddenly appeared directly above Wang Qingshan. The nine cyan lotuses instantly flared, unleashing countless cyan sword energies that cleaved the golden tiger claw into fragments.

A hazy golden gale howled forth, reaching Wang Qingshan in an instant.

Wang Qingshan remained unfazed. With a swift sword incantation, the nine cyan lotuses flared brightly and merged into a single, colossal cyan greatsword, over a hundred zhang long, which then cleaved towards the golden gale.

A thunderous roar echoed, followed by a faint dull clang of metal. The golden gale exploded, revealing the golden-robed man.

The golden-robed man stood with the colossal greatsword clutched in his left hand, his eyes gleaming with fierce intent.

A golden light emanated from him, transforming into a gigantic Beastman phantom with a tiger's head and a human body, appearing like an enlarged version of the golden-robed man.

The Beastman phantom's right arm shimmered with golden light, appearing almost solid. His Dharma Idol had condensed by one-eighth.

He had condensed his Dharma Idol using Golden Glazed Jade, a material known for enhancing the resilience of treasures. It was particularly suited for body cultivators to forge Dharma Idols, as it significantly boosted their power. If a sixth-tier demonic beast's head were struck by his Dharma Idol, survival would be nearly impossible.

Most Refinement Void cultivators among the Beastmen utilized Golden Glazed Jade to condense their Dharma Idols, thereby increasing their potency.

Prior to this encounter, he had already used his Dharma Idol to eliminate two Refinement Void cultivators.

He could already visualize Wang Qingshan's head exploding. Slaying a Refinement Void cultivator would earn him merit, which could then be exchanged for cultivation resources.

Given his powerful physique, what were a few low-grade Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures to him?

The Beastman phantom's right fist erupted with dazzling golden light, then shot towards Wang Qingshan with a rushing sound.

The golden-robed man flipped his right hand, and with a flash of golden light, a shimmering golden iron staff materialized in his grasp.

He violently swung the golden iron staff, creating a whirlwind of strikes. A torrent of staff-shadows swept forth like a hazy golden mountain, hurtling towards Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan reacted swiftly. With a sword incantation, ripples spread through the void above his head, and a giant sword phantom materialized there, its tip shimmering with silver light.

He had condensed his Dharma Idol using Silver Gang Crystal, completing one-sixth of the process. Silver Gang Crystal was a material used by Integration-stage cultivators of Zhenhai Palace to forge their Dharma Idols, making it far superior to Golden Glazed Jade.

The moment the giant sword phantom appeared, it instantly cleaved towards the Beastman phantom.

The Heaven-Fleeing Boots beneath Wang Qingshan flared with spiritual light, and he rapidly retreated as a blur. Simultaneously, the colossal greatsword erupted in dazzling cyan light, suddenly splitting into nine Azure Glazed Swords. These nine swords then struck the golden-robed man's body, producing a series of dull, metallic 'clangs'.

The golden-robed man's attack missed its mark, and his flurry of staff-shadows struck the ground, causing it to crack open.

The giant sword phantom collided with the Beastman phantom's right arm, producing a series of sharp 'clangs'. Soon after, the Beastman phantom's right arm shattered, and the phantom itself was cleaved in two by the greatsword, dissipating into specks of spiritual light.

The golden-robed man spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, utterly stunned. He could clearly see that the material used for Wang Qingshan's Dharma Idol was extraordinary; ordinary Refinement Void cultivators wouldn't have access to such a substance. Could Wang Qingshan be an elite disciple from a major human sect or a prominent family?

He hastily swung his golden iron staff, generating a flurry of staff-shadows to meet the incoming attack.

The incessant 'clang, clang' of metal filled the air. The golden-robed man felt an immense force strike him, sending his body uncontrollably flying backward.

Before he could regain his footing, a gigantic lotus, a hundred zhang in diameter and shimmering with cyan light, descended from above.

The cyan lotus spun rapidly, slicing towards the golden-robed man, who frantically swung his golden iron staff to meet it.

With a series of dull 'clangs', numerous fine cracks appeared on the golden iron staff in the golden-robed man's hand.

Suddenly, a golden thunderball, a hundred zhang in diameter, descended from the sky and slammed into the golden-robed man.

A pained scream erupted as dazzling golden lightning engulfed the golden-robed man.

A giant sword phantom shot forth, plunging into the golden lightning. The golden-robed man was cleaved in two and plummeted from the sky, his Nascent Soul unable to escape.

"Be careful, Fellow Daoist Wang!"

Lan Fukong's urgent voice reached Wang Qingshan's ears. No sooner had he spoken than a white bone blade suddenly appeared before Wang Qingshan.

The white bone blade, with a skull pattern carved into its hilt, emanated astonishing spiritual energy fluctuations.

The moment the white bone blade materialized, it emitted a mournful wail as it slashed towards Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan reacted quickly. With a flick of his sleeve, a vast expanse of hazy cyan sword energy swept forth, blocking the white bone blade.

Almost simultaneously, the void above him rippled, and a colossal, shimmering white tower, adorned with numerous skull engravings, suddenly appeared directly overhead.

The moment the white tower appeared, it immediately discharged a vast, misty white radiance that enveloped Wang Qingshan, attempting to draw him into its interior.

Numerous dense cyan threads shot forth, piercing through the misty white radiance, which instantly shattered. The white tower was then slapped away by a hazy cyan hand.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lan."

Wang Qingshan expressed his gratitude, his expression turning solemn.

Had Lan Fukong not intervened promptly, he might have fallen victim to an ambush by the foreign race.

He looked across to see a colossal skeleton, over three zhang tall, staring directly at him.

The gigantic skeleton's surface was covered in golden spiritual patterns and fine blood vessels, while two white flames flickered within its empty eye sockets.

According to other cultivators, the Bone race was impervious to blades and spears, resilient to water and fire, and possessed a divine ability to defile Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures, making them extremely formidable opponents.

The Bone race member's aura was even more potent than Wang Qingshan's, clearly indicating it was at the mid-Refinement Void stage.

Wang Qingshan's swift elimination of a Refinement Void stage Beastman had drawn the attention of the Bone race master.