Chapter 3368: The First Great Battle of Mahayana

Yan Zheng's face lit up with joy upon seeing this, and he was about to unleash more divine abilities to finish off Chen Yueying.

The sea churned violently, and a massive water tornado, a thousand zhang in diameter, erupted skyward. Like a colossal blue spear, it lunged directly at Yan Zheng, poised to impale him.

Simultaneously, the void above Yan Zheng's head rippled, and a colossal, ethereal blue hand appeared. A miniature Qilin swam ceaselessly across its surface, appearing lifelike.

"True Spirit Secret Art!" Yan Zheng's face paled in alarm. To his knowledge, only cultivators with true spirit bloodlines could manifest such divine abilities. He had never encountered a descendant of a True Spirit clan, so he assumed the miniature Qilin indicated a True Spirit descendant was attacking. What puzzled him was that in the entire Xuanyang Realm, the only True Spirit clan was the Ye family, and they inherited the Nine-Headed Ice Lion bloodline, not the Qilin.

With no time to ponder, Yan Zheng unleashed a torrent of crimson flames from his hands, striking them above his head. Simultaneously, he lightly tapped his right foot into the void, sending a vast expanse of crimson flames sweeping out to intercept the attacks.

The crimson flames collided with the water tornado, instantly vaporizing it into a surge of white mist. When his hands met the Qilin Immortal-Slaying Hand, Yan Zheng grunted, his face contorted in agony as a sharp pain shot through his wrist.

Countless blue mists surged forth, rapidly condensing into Wang Changsheng's form. A colossal humanoid phantom appeared above his head, then descended swiftly, merging with him.

"A Mahayana cultivator! True Monarch Taihao!" Yan Zheng gasped in utter shock. He had never expected Wang Changsheng to have reached the Mahayana stage, let alone ambushing him from the shadows.

Wang Changsheng wasted no time. The moment he appeared, he clenched his fists and struck at Yan Zheng. Simultaneously, a blue flying sword, several zhang long, shot from his glabella, slashing towards Yan Zheng—it was precisely the God-Slaying Blade.

The attack was sudden, leaving Yan Zheng no time to evade. A crimson greatblade, several zhang long, shot from his glabella to meet the incoming sword.

The blue flying sword struck the crimson greatblade, producing a muffled clang. The greatblade shattered into pieces, and the blue sword hit Yan Zheng.

Yan Zheng frowned, flicked his sleeve, and a shield shimmering with red light flew out, blocking in front of him.

Wang Changsheng's fists slammed into the crimson shield. The shield quivered slightly, emitting two dull thuds, and distinct fist imprints along with fine cracks became visible. Black ice chips appeared on the shield's surface, and the ice spread rapidly.

Wang Changsheng snorted coldly, and the spiritual energy in his arms intensified. The cracks on the shield's surface widened rapidly until it shattered into pieces.

He had consumed numerous spiritual elixirs for body tempering. During his journey to the Xuanguang Continent, Ye Xuanji had given him a Myriad-Ton Fruit, which he had already consumed, significantly boosting his strength.

Yan Zheng's expression drastically changed. He knew Wang Changsheng was a dual cultivator of magic and body, but he hadn't anticipated such immense physical strength, capable of effortlessly destroying a mid-grade Sky-Penetrating Spirit Treasure.

Innumerable crimson runes surfaced on Yan Zheng's body. As Wang Changsheng's fists struck him, Yan Zheng dissolved into a cluster of crimson flames and vanished.

A hundred miles away, a mass of crimson flame materialized in the void, revealing Yan Zheng's figure.

He flicked his sleeve, and a streak of red light flew out, revealing a peculiar beast entirely crimson in color. It had the head of a dragon and the body of a tiger, with faint blue patterns on its head. Its aura indicated it was clearly a seventh-rank, high-grade creature.

This was a Dragon-Tiger Beast, a spirit beast Yan Zheng had subdued on the Thousand Spirits Continent, possessing the bloodline of a fire-attributed true dragon. Its demonic fire was exceptionally potent; otherwise, he wouldn't have been interested in taming it.

He didn't expect the Dragon-Tiger Beast to actually harm Wang Changsheng; even a brief distraction would suffice.

In clashes between masters, victory or defeat can often be decided in an instant.

Wang Changsheng flicked his sleeve, and Wang Tun Tian along with Wang Lin emerged from his spirit beast bracelet, appearing high above.

The moment the Dragon-Tiger appeared, it let out a thunderous dragon roar, unleashing a wave of reddish sound. Simultaneously, a gigantic phantom of a red dragon appeared high in the sky, radiating a terrifying spiritual pressure.

"Hmph, who doesn't have a Dharma Idol!" Wang Tun Tian scoffed. He performed a hand seal, and the phantom of a Heaven-Devouring Rat appeared above his head, though its appearance was so transformed it was almost unrecognizable as a Heaven-Devouring Rat.

The red dragon phantom opened its massive maw and spewed forth an incredibly thick torrent of crimson flames, aiming directly for Wang Tun Tian and his two companions.

Wherever the crimson flames passed, they left a long white streak in the void.

Wang Tun Tian performed a hand seal, and the Heaven-Devouring Rat's Dharma Idol spat out a yellowish haze, engulfing the crimson flames and drawing them into its maw, where they vanished.

Wang Lin rubbed his hands together, and a deafening peal of thunder echoed from above. A massive thundercloud materialized high in the sky, flashing with lightning and roaring with thunder. Thick silver lightning bolts struck down, aimed directly at the Dragon-Tiger Beast.

Simultaneously, a colossal Black Tortoise phantom appeared above his head. The phantom's right claw slammed into the void, causing the sea to churn violently. Numerous thick water tornadoes surged skyward, also heading for the Dragon-Tiger Beast.

Meanwhile, Luo Xiao also noticed Wang Changsheng and was somewhat surprised. The void above Luo Xiao's head rippled, and a colossal, yellowish hand materialized, striking towards him.

Luo Xiao moved his arms, meeting the attack head-on.

With a dull thud, the yellowish hand was shattered to pieces by his strike.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, and yellow sand swirled everywhere.

Luo Xiao was astonished to find himself trapped within a gigantic yellow sand curtain. Chen Yueying stood high above, her expression indifferent.

Luo Xiao wasted no words. He opened his mouth and unleashed a golden sound wave, piercingly shrill. Wherever the golden sound wave passed, numerous cracks appeared in the void, as if it were on the verge of collapse.

Chen Yueying performed a hand seal, causing the void to vibrate and distort. Massive yellow boulders materialized to intercept the sound wave. Simultaneously, the Sky-Cutting Axe flared with dazzling yellow light, slashing towards Luo Xiao.

Outside the yellow sand curtain, Wang Tun Tian and Wang Lin were engaging the Dragon-Tiger Beast. In the distant sky, Wang Changsheng was confronting Yan Zheng.

Ten thousand crimson fireballs floated high in the sky, plummeting towards Wang Changsheng with an astonishing heat wave.

Wang Changsheng stretched one hand towards the sea below, summoning a thick water tornado that surged skyward, forming a barrier in front of him. As the crimson fireballs approached within a hundred zhang, they were swept into the water tornado by a powerful current and ground to dust.

Holding the Black Jade Qiankun Staff, Wang Changsheng flicked his wrist. Myriad staff shadows swept forth, accompanied by piercing whooshes, striking towards Yan Zheng.

Yan Zheng dared not be careless and swiftly summoned two axes, shimmering with red light, to meet the incoming attack.

The crimson axes clashed with the Black Jade Qiankun Staff, producing a dull clang of metal striking metal.

A sky-rending roar of a tsunami erupted. The sea churned violently, and colossal waves, ten thousand zhang high, appeared on the surface, converging from all directions, their target fixed on Yan Zheng.

Yan Zheng was aghast and tried to escape, but the seawater beneath him glowed with blinding dark light. A massive, rapidly spinning vortex appeared on the surface, and a powerful gravitational force materialized, pulling his body uncontrollably downward.

Yan Zheng performed a hand seal, and the crimson banner's spiritual light surged. Centered on him, a hundred-mile radius transformed into a terrifyingly hot crimson sea of flames.

The void above his head rippled, and the Qilin Immortal-Slaying Hand reappeared, sweeping down directly towards him.

Even before the Qilin Immortal-Slaying Hand fully descended, the void itself began to tear open, revealing cracks and unleashing powerful gales in all directions.

Yan Zheng opened his mouth and exhaled a torrent of crimson flames, which coalesced into a colossal crimson fire cloud, meeting the incoming attack.

The crimson fire cloud shattered the Qilin Immortal-Slaying Hand, but vast quantities of seawater then surged from all directions, rapidly extinguishing the crimson flames. The water engulfed Yan Zheng, and a scream echoed.

The 'Myriad Seas Converge' technique, which gathers the power of countless seas to attack an enemy, is a formidable divine ability especially effective against fixed targets, making it ideal for assault on crucial enemy strongholds.