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The dissipating blood mist gradually faded, and countless astonished gazes turned toward the battlefield.
In the center of the grand plaza, Mo Yu flexed his Heaven-Shaking Divine Arm before slowly raising his head, his expression emotionless as he gazed skyward.
There, Xue Ming's figure reappeared. Though his face remained indifferent, his eyes now carried a trace of surprise.
Clearly, Mo Yu's terrifying strength had caught even him off guard.
Despite only being at the Half-Step Eighth Grade Supreme level, Mo Yu's immense spirit power and formidable physical body allowed him to fight beyond his rank, surpassing the average Eighth Grade Supreme in raw combat ability.
No wonder this guy dared to challenge him—he did have some qualifications.
Boom!
Just as Xue Ming's gaze flickered, Mo Yu suddenly stomped down hard, his figure transforming into a streak of light as he shot toward Xue Ming.
A low murmur spread among the onlookers—Mo Yu dared to launch a counterattack first?
Whoosh!
Like a ghost, Mo Yu appeared above Xue Ming. His Heaven-Shaking Divine Arm swung forward with immense force, and immediately, an overwhelming surge of power erupted.
A dazzling purple-gold glow burst forth like a spring, distorting the space itself. The sky cracked like a shattered mirror under the impact of a single punch—its power was earth-shattering.
"Heaven-Shaking Divine Arm—Great Ape King Fist!"
A terrifying force gathered in Mo Yu's palm, and wherever the punch traveled, the air exploded like a string of firecrackers.
The massive purple-gold Great Ape King Fist shot toward Xue Ming, carrying a destructive momentum akin to a meteor crashing down.
"Hmph!"
Sensing the overwhelming force rushing toward him, Xue Ming's expression darkened. With a cold snort, he swiftly formed hand seals, and profound runes flickered in his palms before he suddenly pressed down in the void before him.
"Blood Flood Dragon Fang!"
Buzz!
A surge of boundless spirit light condensed into an enormous blood-colored fang, over a hundred meters in size. It roared forward, filled with a sinister crimson aura, colliding head-on with the oncoming Great Ape King Fist.
Boom!
A devastating shockwave erupted as the ape's fist and the dragon's fang exploded simultaneously. The resulting energy storm spread outward like a raging tempest, engulfing everything around them.
Bang!
The violent energy storm sent Xue Ming staggering backward. His figure was somewhat disheveled, his hair ruffled by the impact. Clearly, he had suffered a setback under Mo Yu's ferocious assault.
Around the battlefield, many powerful spectators revealed shocked expressions. No one had expected that after just a few exchanges, Mo Yu could push Xue Ming into such an embarrassing situation.
Mo Yu, however, was unfazed. Back when he was at Seventh Grade Supreme, he had already slain a Half-Step Ninth Grade Beast Spirit. Now, having advanced to Half-Step Eighth Grade, dealing with Xue Ming was hardly a challenge.
Under the stunned gazes from the sacrificial altar, Xue Ming finally steadied himself. His eyes, as sharp as blades, locked onto Mo Yu, and his expression grew increasingly grim and furious.
He never expected that an opponent who wasn't even a full Eighth Grade Supreme could actually force him into such a predicament.
However, Xue Ming was no ordinary individual. He quickly suppressed his anger, his gaze turning icy as he slowly extended his hand.
A flash of cold light flickered—
A blood-colored spear radiating a chilling aura appeared in his grasp.
Blood Flood Dragon Ice Spear!
Seeing Xue Ming wielding the Blood Flood Dragon Ice Spear, Mo Yu's pupils slightly contracted.
At this moment, Xue Ming's level of danger had clearly risen by an entire tier.
"He actually forced Big Brother Xue Ming to use the Blood Flood Dragon Ice Spear… That's a quasi-saint artifact!"
The members of the Blood Sky Flood Dragon Clan looked on with heavy expressions.
The Blood Flood Dragon Ice Spear was a gift from the clan elders, given only because of Xue Ming's extraordinary talent. Normally, he wouldn't even consider using it against ordinary opponents. Only against truly worthy adversaries would he bring it out.
Yet now, against a mere Half-Step Eighth Grade Supreme human, Xue Ming was already forced to use it.
The significance of this was clear.
Even the top geniuses from supreme divine beast families no longer underestimated Mo Yu. Their initial dismissiveness faded, replaced by solemnity.
At this moment, Mo Yu had proven that he could no longer be ignored.
Boom!
Xue Ming hovered in midair, gripping his spear tightly. His eyes flickered with a blood-red glow as he channeled spirit power into the weapon.
Whoosh!
The Blood Flood Dragon Ice Spear trembled, sending out a terrifying wave of chilling blood energy, instantly transforming the entire sky into a world of crimson ice.
A blood-colored ice storm howled like a raging dragon as it surged toward Mo Yu. Wherever it passed, the air turned bone-chillingly cold.
The blood storm contained an unimaginably sinister energy—even a Half-Step Ninth Grade Supreme wouldn't dare underestimate it.
And it was fast—
In just a breath's time, the ice storm engulfed Mo Yu's figure.
Crack!
A thick layer of blood-colored ice rapidly spread across Mo Yu's body.
In just a few breaths, he was encased in an eerily lifelike scarlet ice sculpture, frozen solid.
Boom!
But just as the ice took hold—
A violent purple-gold light burst forth from Mo Yu's Heaven-Shaking Divine Arm, shattering the thick layer of ice in an instant.
Mo Yu stood firm, his body glowing even more brilliantly with purple-gold light.
However, his expression grew slightly more serious.
If not for his formidable physical body, he might have fallen to that attack.
After wielding the Blood Flood Dragon Ice Spear, Xue Ming's spirit power had clearly surged to an entirely new level, making him even more dangerous and difficult to deal with.
"That was just a warm-up."
Xue Ming's voice was calm and indifferent as he gazed at Mo Yu.
"If that's all you've got—prepare to die."
Without waiting for Mo Yu's response, Xue Ming raised the Blood Flood Dragon Ice Spear, letting it hover before him.
His hands formed a seal, and immediately, an overwhelming tide of spirit power surged out of his body like a flood, pouring into the spear.
As more power infused it, the Blood Flood Dragon Ice Spear rapidly expanded, growing to over a hundred meters in length. The spear tip gradually turned into a translucent, blood-red ice crystal, gleaming brilliantly.
A monstrous killing aura spread from the weapon, its original blood-red hue deepening into a sinister crimson.
"Blood Flood Dragon Ice Spear—Frozen World!"
Xue Ming's seals shifted abruptly, and the massive spear tilted forward—
Then, with deadly precision, it shot straight at Mo Yu!
Boom!
The heavens and earth seemed to turn crimson and icy at this moment. Endless torrents of blood-colored cold surged forth from the blood spear, sweeping across the sky.
As the scarlet tide howled, it coalesced into a massive blood-colored flood dragon, nearly a thousand feet in length. The eerie chill radiating from its body was enough to freeze even a peak-stage Eighth Grade Supreme into an ice sculpture.
Beyond the battlefield, many powerful experts shuddered, their faces filled with shock and horror. They could sense their spiritual energy gradually stiffening from the sheer cold permeating the air.
And this was merely the residual effects of the icy tide. If they were in the direct path of the attack, they wouldn't even have the chance to be engulfed by the blood dragon before turning into lifeless ice sculptures.
"Such a terrifying Ice Dragon!"
Numerous experts gasped in horror. Xue Ming was showing no mercy—he had completely unleashed the power of the Blood Flood Dragon Ice Spear.
This strike—let alone Mo Yu—even figures like Qing Ling, who stood at the threshold of the Ninth Grade Supreme, would have to go all out to resist it.
"Boss is going all in! That guy is dead for sure!"
The members of the Blood Sky Flood Dragon Clan grinned wickedly. Although Mo Yu was formidable, forcing Xue Ming to this extent was both his achievement and his misfortune.
The ice dragon roared forward, while Xue Ming's face paled slightly. Clearly, unleashing such an overwhelming attack had drained him significantly. But this battle should now be over.
Swoosh!
The blood-colored ice dragon swept forward. Frost crept over Mo Yu's body as a bone-chilling cold seeped into his being. Even with his formidable physique, he felt the sting of the numbing frost.
If the ice dragon struck him head-on, even his perfected Divine Beast Physique might not prevent him from turning into a blood-red ice statue.
Hoo…
A puff of white mist escaped Mo Yu's lips, instantly freezing in midair. He slowly raised his hand—toward his right ear.
"Giving up already?"
Seeing this, Xue Ming sneered. But his smirk lasted only a moment before his brows furrowed in confusion—Mo Yu had retrieved a slender black rod, as thin as an embroidery needle, from his right ear.
"What is that?"
The spectating experts, who had been stunned by Xue Ming's terrifying attack, were now filled with doubt and curiosity.
Meanwhile, Cai Lin and the others finally exhaled in relief—Mo Yu had summoned the Primordial Golden-Banded Staff. This was a Quasi-Saint Artifact. With its power, he might just be able to withstand Xue Ming's assault.
The Primordial Golden-Banded Staff shimmered into existence and instantly expanded to half a meter in length. It appeared no different from an ordinary firewood stick, yet it exuded an ancient, weighty aura that even Mo Yu could feel pressing down on him.
Mo Yu flicked his finger lightly against the staff.
Boom!
A torrential force erupted forth, filled with an incomparably pure and vast spiritual energy.
The eyes of countless experts widened in shock—because that torrent…
It was composed entirely of Supreme Spiritual Liquid!
And judging by the sheer scale of the outpouring, there had to be at least a million drops of it!
Mo Yu shifted his hand seal, and an overwhelming suction force exploded from his mouth. Like a whale swallowing an ocean, he instantly absorbed the million-plus drops of Supreme Spiritual Liquid into his body.
As the liquid surged into him, ripples of spiritual energy spread outward. At the same time, his Heaven-Shaking Divine Arm flared to life, bursting with mountain-crushing power.
Mo Yu clenched the Primordial Golden-Banded Staff—the overwhelming weight from before vanished completely. Instead, a surge of unshakable confidence welled within him—this strike could decide the heavens and the earth!
"Hmph! Putting on an act!"
Xue Ming's eyes narrowed, but he quickly sneered. No matter what tricks Mo Yu had, this was his full-power strike—this battle would be decided here and now!
Mo Yu ignored Xue Ming's taunts. He ran his fingers along the staff's surface, his lips curling into a faint smirk. Then, in the next instant—
Boom!
He shot forward like a comet, wielding the black iron staff, swinging it down in a seemingly ordinary strike.
Rumble!
The moment the staff descended, the world fell into an eerie silence. Every gaze was involuntarily drawn to that unassuming black iron staff.
Where the staff passed, massive black rifts tore through space itself—an indication that even the void could not withstand its power.
The black void fissures were terrifying—pitch-black and boundless, devoid of any chaotic energy fluctuations. Yet, everyone knew that the power contained in that simple strike was enough to shatter reality itself.
"That ordinary-looking stick… is also a Quasi-Saint Artifact?!"
The crowd trembled in realization.
Even Cai Lin and her companions grew solemn. The radiance bursting forth from the Primordial Golden-Banded Staff was clearly even stronger than when it had obliterated the Half-Step Ninth Grade Beast Spirit before!
Would this terrifying strike be enough to counter Xue Ming's attack?
Between these two Quasi-Saint Artifacts, which one was superior?
The answer would be revealed in mere moments.
Under their tense gazes—
Up in the sky, the black iron staff cut through the heavens and earth—
And with no hesitation, it crashed down toward the thousand-foot-long blood-colored ice dragon.
Silence.
Then, as the two apocalyptic forces collided—
The entire world… plunged into darkness.
In that fleeting moment, it felt as though even the heavens and earth feared this collision.
There was no thunderous boom—only a deathly silence that made hearts tremble.
Then, an instant later—
Boom!!!
The darkness erupted with a tidal wave of blood-colored frost, bursting outward like an unstoppable storm.
Crack!
In the stunned gazes of countless experts—
The black staff crashed mercilessly onto the blood-colored ice dragon.
The sky trembled—
And the sound of shattering ice echoed through the heavens.
The thousand-foot ice dragon, its eyes filled with terror, watched as countless cracks rapidly spread across its body.
Bang!
In the blink of an eye—
The cracks reached their limit—
And the entire ice dragon exploded into countless shards of blood-colored ice, scattering across the sky.
A piercing wail filled the air—
As the Xue Ming, whose soul was bound to the Blood Flood Dragon Ice Spear, was sent hurtling backward.
Blood spurted violently from his body, drenching him in red.
In just an instant—
He had been completely overwhelmed!
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