Chapter 46

As Yan Zhao's aura extended a hundred paces, condensing into weapons, Chao Yuanlong instantly felt a darkness before his eyes.

Already severely injured, he could no longer support his spirit and fainted on the spot.

The second crushing defeat at the hands of Yan Zhao had already driven him to the brink of madness.

At this moment, seeing Yan Zhao advance even further, as if ascending to the rank of a mid-stage External Gang Master was as easy as drinking water or eating a meal, Chao Yuanlong completely broke down.

What was the point of enduring the immense side effects of the Sun God Needle to forcefully break through to the External Gang Master level?

In the Dragon Suppressing Abyss, everyone was still at the late-stage Internal Gang Master level. How could Yan Zhao break through so many barriers and advance to the mid-stage External Gang Master level so quickly in such a short time?

Was everything that happened in the Dragon Suppressing Abyss just an illusion?

Apart from Chao Yuanlong, the other Great Sun Holy Sect disciples who had seen Yan Zhao's moves in the Dragon Suppressing Abyss were also stunned like wooden chickens.

Even Xiao Sheng's body swayed, nearly falling from the air.

F*ck!

How long did it take me to go from late-stage Internal Gang to mid-stage External Gang?

Xiao Sheng's eyes bulged, and he didn't dare to think further.

Yan Zhao's aura condensed into a long whip in his hand, which he flicked in the air, making a loud crack.

"Too early to expose? Endure for a while? Why should I endure?" Yan Zhao said with complete indifference. "What can you do even if you know? It's as if you think you can do something to me."

"There are many in this world who can defeat me, but you, Xiao Sheng, are not one of them."

Yan Zhao's other hand waved, and as the aura condensed, it transformed into a huge ice-blue long sword in the air.

The blade shimmered with a cold light, and a faint dragon-shaped shadow flickered.

White ice danced around the sword, enveloping it like a dragon hidden in the clouds.

Xiao Sheng took a deep breath. "Yan Zhao, you seem to have forgotten something."

"You are still only a mid-stage External Gang Master."

"Unless you can immediately advance to the late-stage External Gang, you will die today!"

With a long howl, Xiao Sheng roared and descended from the sky.

Golden light, like a rain of swords, fell toward Yan Zhao.

Yan Zhao waved his hand, and the ice-blue sword slashed in the air, flying like a divine dragon, intercepting the golden light one by one.

Although the golden light was heavy, Xiao Sheng, being a late-stage External Gang Master, had each beam of golden light condensed to an extreme, not necessarily inferior to Yan Zhao's sword aura.

However, Yan Zhao's sword aura always struck the weakest points of Xiao Sheng's golden light.

As a result, despite being outnumbered, the sword aura managed to intercept the storm of golden light.

But those golden beams were just feints in Xiao Sheng's attack.

The shattered golden light, though broken, spread like a mist in the air and did not completely disappear.

The remaining golden light enveloped the surroundings, creating a scene of twilight and the setting sun.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Xiao Sheng's mouth, and his palm techniques changed as he pushed toward Yan Zhao.

The world of golden light created by his aura collapsed toward the center, rushing at Yan Zhao!

The subtleties of the Sunset Residual Light Thousand Illusions Palm were fully unleashed by Xiao Sheng, far surpassing the performance of the Great Sun Holy Man puppet!

To Yan Zhao, the world seemed to be at the moment of the sun setting, the darkest twilight, leaving only despair.

"Ha!"

Yan Zhao lightly shouted, pulling both fists back to his abdomen.

His left hand pressed steadily on his abdomen, motionless.

His right hand trembled slightly, continuously striking his body.

The two hands, one static and one dynamic, one yin and one yang, one solid and one agile, reached a perfect state of harmony.

The left hand, using the Sea-Stabilizing Spirit Fist from the Six Spirit Demon Fists, transformed into the image of a spirit turtle.

The right hand, using the Heavenly Snake King Fist from the Six Spirit Demon Fists, transformed into the image of a heavenly snake.

The turtle and snake intertwined, combining movement and stillness, yin and yang.

On the abdomen, hidden within the muscles, there is a point called Shangqu, also known as the Blood Gate, the most important midpoint in the circulation of a martial artist's qi and blood.

Stimulating the Blood Gate, in coordination with the heart, immediately causes the blood to boil, increasing energy and unleashing unprecedented potential.

Before the Great Catastrophe, the Divine Palace's "True Martial Fist Scripture" stated:

"Blood Gate Shangqu, the God of the Northern Dipper and True Wu!"

Two currents of qi, one fast and one slow, converged at Yan Zhao's Shangqu point, forming a single mass, like the primordial chaos before the creation of the world.

In the next moment, the qi mass vibrated with a force far stronger than usual, exploding from Yan Zhao's body!

Both hands pushed forward together.

The left hand's aura transformed into a giant shield, like a spirit turtle.

The right hand's aura transformed into a thick whip, like the king of heavenly snakes.

The turtle and snake intertwined, surging forward together.

A giant figure faintly appeared.

The Great Emperor of the Northern Dipper, True Wu!

The turtle and snake combined, and True Wu manifested!

With the power of moving mountains and filling seas, it pushed toward Xiao Sheng, forcibly breaking through his Sunset Residual Light Thousand Illusions Palm!

Xiao Sheng was greatly alarmed, changing his palm technique, turning the sunset into residual light, and quickly switching from attack to defense.

The residual light created illusions, making it difficult to distinguish reality from falsehood, and disorienting direction.

Xiao Sheng's figure rose sharply in the air, taking advantage of the late-stage External Gang Master's ability to float, to avoid Yan Zhao's attack.

He was drenched in cold sweat: "Is this the power of a mid-stage External Gang Master?!"

Yan Zhao smiled. "Mid-stage External Gang, enough to defeat you."

"Take another hit!"

Yan Zhao stepped hard, and half the valley's ground cracked and sank under his foot!

Using the counterforce, Yan Zhao shot into the sky like a cannonball, heading straight for Xiao Sheng!

Xiao Sheng coldly snorted, and in mid-air, he suddenly leaped.

He moved swiftly like a thunderbolt, instantly covering a large distance, increasing the distance between him and Yan Zhao.

One of the seven techniques of the Great Sun Holy Sect, the Great Sun Rising Horizontal Leap.

The only pure body technique among the seven techniques, it is fierce and swift, unstoppable like the rising sun.

After using his body technique to avoid Yan Zhao's attack, Xiao Sheng immediately leaped again, pouncing on Yan Zhao.

He aimed to exploit Yan Zhao's weakness of only being able to use explosive force to move up and down, unlike him, who could continuously float and move.

Xiao Sheng's pounce was timed to catch Yan Zhao when his old force was exhausted and new force had not yet been generated!

A golden wheel rose, shining in all directions, and directly smashed toward Yan Zhao!

The spirit weapon, the Radiant Sun Wheel.

Xiao Sheng's face was cold, and he used all his strength.

Yan Zhao, however, was well-prepared, and the power stored in the Blood Gate Shangqu point exploded again.

His body, which had already begun to descend, forcibly paused in the air for a moment.

Yan Zhao's right sleeve flared, and a dragon-like green light roared out!

This time, the weapon in Yan Zhao's hand was not a bamboo branch but a short, emerald-green sword!

The blade shimmered with a clear and real, not illusory, dragon's roar!

The spirit weapon, the Spirit Sword Green Dragon!

Yan Zhao and the sword became one, shooting into the sky, piercing the heavens, and instantly reaching Xiao Sheng!

The sword's tip, guided by the seven stars, the North Star shining, was vast like the sky!

One of the eight supreme techniques of the Guangcheng Mountain, the Seven Stars Sword!

Xiao Sheng had no choice but to use the Radiant Sun Wheel to counter Yan Zhao's Spirit Sword Green Dragon.

But before Xiao Sheng could breathe a sigh of relief, Yan Zhao's right hand, holding the Spirit Sword Green Dragon, and his left hand, emerging from his sleeve, struck down with a forceful blow!

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