Just as the divine light was about to strike the small piece of wood, several thick tree trunks instantly burst forth from the ground around it, rapidly intertwining and binding the small piece of wood tightly.
"Whoosh!"
The moment the trees closed, the divine light arrived, striking the intertwined trunks.
In an instant, the entire mountain peak burst forth with terrifying light, the terrain was instantly destroyed, dust flew everywhere, and the aftershocks from the explosion caused by the light contacting the closed trunks instantly eroded all the vines and trunks it touched, turning them into dust and dissipating into the air.
Gradually, the light slowly dissipated, and all the vines and tree trunks vanished, leaving only the broken trunk at the center, which had been protecting the small piece of wood, struggling to hold on and refusing to dissipate.
The entire mountain fell into a brief silence. In the air, the true energy of Yin, the Yin energy of the black wood, and the death energy of the black wood intertwined, making the energy of heaven and earth in this place extremely chaotic. Finally, with a series of
cracking sounds
, after the light completely disappeared, the tree trunks that had been protecting the small piece of black wood could no longer bear the weight and fell to the ground piece by piece, then turned into dust and dissipated into the world.
The small piece of wood was now fully exposed, its aura somewhat weak, emanating anger and resentment.
Hun Changqing's pupils contracted in surprise; he hadn't expected this piece of wood to withstand his divine light. However, he didn't panic much. His water sword condensed again, preparing to close the distance once more and finish off the small piece of wood while its aura was in disarray.
But the small piece of wood's aura instantly surged again, and Hun Changqing could feel that with the surge in aura, the anger emanating from it reached its peak.
The already ravaged ground was shattered once more, cracks appearing everywhere, and vines, several times more numerous than before, sprouted and grew wildly from the tree trunks.
These vines didn't attack Hun Changqing; instead, they all began to frantically coil around the small piece of wood. Instantly, the entire mountain shook violently, trembling violently.
Numerous enormous tree trunks and vines twisted and intertwined around the small piece of wood until finally, as the dust that had been thrown up by the twisting trunks settled, a colossal wooden figure hundreds of feet tall was revealed.
The wooden figure was entirely black, with one head and nine arms. Its massive size nearly reached one-fifth the height of the mountain. Wooden strips flowed slowly around its body, and a vast, untamed aura emanated from it. Yin energy and death energy rose slowly within it, then intertwined wildly
. Looking at this colossal wooden figure, Hun Changqing's pupils constricted sharply. He sensed an unparalleled power
emanating from it. The terrifying aura of yin and death energy struck his soul directly, even giving rise to the thought that he should not resist, but rather die and embrace that beautiful death.
Realizing the terrifying thought that had suddenly arisen within him, Hun Changqing was startled. He bit his tongue sharply, the indescribable pain shooting straight to his brain, instantly bringing him back to his senses. His eyes, now filled with wariness, stared at the wooden figure.
The aura emanating from this wooden figure could subtly influence his mind, forcing Hun Changqing to be cautious. The aura emanating from the wooden figure had directly reached the peak of the nine-star Dou Zong level, just a hair's breadth away from reaching the Dou Zun level.
Sensing the aura emanating from the wooden figure, Hun Changqing's expression turned slightly grim. The strength of a peak nine-star Dou Zong was indeed very troublesome for him, but fortunately it hadn't reached the Dou Zun level, otherwise, Hun Changqing would have fled without hesitation.
After all, he wasn't Xiao Yan, nor did he possess any techniques like the Three Transformations of Heavenly Water. Fighting someone within the same major realm, even if they were a few levels higher, was manageable, but fighting someone across an entire major realm was truly beyond his capabilities.
The wooden figure's aura had reached its peak; its two large, sun-like eyes on its ferocious face stared fiercely at Hun Changqing before it launched a ruthless attack. Nine arms instantly clenched into fists, extending towards Hun Changqing like hammers. Hun Changqing, seeing this, had no time to think. His Water Mirror and Water Sword materialized again, and he leaped onto the wooden fist hurtling towards him.
The Water Mirror and Water Sword instantly surrounded and slashed at the wooden fist, countless strikes raining down like raindrops on a roof, creating a clattering sound.
However, these countless strikes only left countless shallow white marks on the wooden fist, unable to cause any real damage.
Hun Changqing's gaze sharpened, and he was about to make another move when suddenly, a whooshing fist came from his left, so fast it tore through the air, accompanied by a shriek like a scythe.
Seeing the wooden fist hurtling towards his head with lightning speed from his left, and the terrifying force it carried, Hun Changqing's heart pounded faster. He twisted his waist sharply, bending his body backward in an arc.
The massive wooden fist grazed past his head, less than three centimeters away, the sharp wind slicing his face painfully, as if his flesh were being torn off.
Barely dodging the punch, Hun Changqing immediately leaped backward, his body shimmering, using an unfathomable and strange movement technique to distance himself from the wooden figure before him. His dark figure appeared and disappeared amidst the dark mountain peak, like a ghost. With
a
deafening crash, several massive wooden logs slammed into the ground, creating a thunderous roar. Instantly, dust billowed, the earth cracked, and countless rocks were thrown into the air. The entire mountain swayed precariously.
When the dust settled, several craters, dozens of feet deep, remained in the ground.
"Roar!"
Seeing that its attack had failed, the wooden figure roared in anger. With a deafening roar, the ground trembled once more, and countless black vines burst forth from the earth, sweeping towards Hun Changqing. The wooden figure's nine arms also extended once more, aimed directly at Hun Changqing.
Meanwhile, Hun Changqing was manipulating his water sword in conjunction with the water mirror to clear away the troublesome vines. Although the vines snapped easily with a single strike, they still posed numerous obstacles to him.
The vines had held Hun Changqing back, preventing him from using his strange movement techniques. The wooden figure's objective had been achieved. The several wooden fists, entangled and restrained, were now upon Hun Changqing.
At this point, Hun Changqing had no way to avoid them. A fierce glint flashed in his eyes; he knew he could only withstand the attack. With a determined heart, several strange lights flashed between his brows, and the Three Lights Divine Water and the Weak Water appeared.
The Three Lights Divine Water instantly enveloped Hun Changqing, while the Weak Water transformed into an enormous vortex before him.
The vortex was so large that it completely engulfed the wooden fists, and all the fists slammed into it.
"Roar!"
Hun Changqing's eyes were bloodshot, his face ferocious, as he roared. His entire body's Taiyin True Qi was frantically channeling the enormous water vortex before him, causing it to frantically decompose and absorb the several enormous, terrifyingly powerful wooden fists.