"This child must be treated with utmost seriousness."
When that thought surfaced—
Even Long Xiaoyao himself found it absurd. Is he truly just a youth?
The three overlapping domains covered a radius of ten thousand meters.
Forcing Shrek's powerhouses to retreat again and again.
Everyone stared at Huo Yuhao, whose aura pierced through the clouds, their faces filled with disbelief.
"Yuhao has grown stronger again? Or when he fought Jing Hongchen before… did he not go all out?"
"Both."
Mu En leaned on his cane, emotion and gratification interwoven in his clouded eyes.
"It's only been a little over a month since his battle with Jing Hongchen."
"And yet Yuhao has grown to such an extent again. He carries immense destiny—he cannot be measured by common sense."
"The agreement of ten moves…"
"Long Xiaoyao is likely to lose."
Hearing this—
Zhang Lexuan, Ma Xiaotao, and Wang Dong let out long breaths of relief.
Then—
Ma Xiaotao suddenly turned to Yan Shaozhe and asked nervously:
"Dean, whose name did Yuhao write in the end?"
Zhang Lexuan and Wang Dong also looked over.
Yan Shaozhe replied helplessly:
"I can't say. It would violate the rules."
Ma Xiaotao wanted to ask more, but—
ROAR!
A dragon's roar that made heaven and earth tremble tore through the sky.
Everyone staggered from the shock and hurriedly looked toward the source.
They saw the seventh Spirit Ring beneath Long Xiaoyao's feet erupt into a pillar of black tinged with red, soaring into the sky like blood ink splashed across the heavens, its ferocious might shaking the world.
"Martial Soul True Body! Long Xiaoyao is getting serious!"
Behind him—
Darkness Spirit Power, deep as an abyss and vast as a sea, surged wildly, stirring up a thousand-zhang tidal wave of energy.
An enormous dragon of darkness—so vast its tail could not be seen—rose from that abyss of Spirit Power.
Its body coiled like mountains, scales forged of black-gold. Beneath its chest and abdomen, its dragon claws clenched slightly, as though with the slightest effort it could crush the stars.
Majestic dragon might radiated in all directions. Space itself twisted and wailed.
Long Xiaoyao drifted backward, hands behind his back, standing atop the dragon's head.
"Huo Yuhao, your talent is the only one I have seen in my life; it is enough to look down upon the past, present, and future."
"However, the path of cultivation is long. The thresholds at level 70, 90, 98, and 99—each is like a heavenly chasm."
"Between you and me lie four such chasms."
"You cannot win."
ROAR!
The dragon's roar sounded again, shaking the stars as if they might fall.
With a sweep of its tail, space shattered like glass.
Though the Darkness Holy Dragon's body was immense, its speed was terrifying.
The hurricane it stirred tore the falling snow into a reverse, frenzied spiral.
Between heaven and earth—
Only the Darkness Holy Dragon could be seen tearing through the air.
It charged straight toward Huo Yuhao, who stood at the center of the triple domains.
The Darkness Holy Dragon boldly broke into the three domains!
The power of ultimate ice and snow spread instantly, frosting its scales and whiskers white!
Within the domain, dark-gold claw marks materialized from nothing, slashing fiercely across its massive body!
Sparks flew. Metal rang sharply!
With the overlapped might of two great ferocious-beast domains pressing down, even this Darkness Holy Dragon let out a pained roar. Fury churned within its dragon cry, its savage nature completely ignited!
Its colossal body lunged forward, closing in on Huo Yuhao. A dragon claw lifted high and slashed down fiercely.
Huo Yuhao not only did not retreat—his eyes instead flared with blazing light.
"You say my talent looks down upon the past and present?"
The youth's voice pierced through the wind and snow. Gone was his usual gentle restraint—each word struck like clashing gold and stone, brimming with proud arrogance.
"Long Xiaoyao, those words only make me feel… that your vision is too shallow!"
He stepped forward. The void beneath his feet shattered inch by inch. Radiant light flowed around him like divine dawn.
"You do not realize—there is always someone stronger, and heavens beyond heavens!"
"Though I have not yet reached that realm, I have already glimpsed a corner of the true heights of the sky!"
"My destiny crowns this world, and I have received devoted cultivation from that One!"
"If I were to lose to you today, would that not betray that One's expectations?"
As his words fell—
His first Spirit Ring surged with blood-red brilliance, staining the heavens and earth.
"First Spirit Ability — Titan Frostfall Fist!"
The wind and snow roared like dragons!
Holding absolute advantage within his own domain!
Moreover, empowered by the "Snow Demon Heaven-Pressing Domain"—
This innate Spirit Ability of the Titan Snow Demon King surged several times in power!
Ice-crystal armor spread across Huo Yuhao's right arm, while the boundless wind and snow, as if commanded, frantically gathered toward his fist.
In but an instant—
A gigantic ape arm, a hundred foot-long and carved entirely from profound ice, abruptly took shape.
Where its fist pointed—
Even the void froze solid.
He bent his knees slightly, then suddenly kicked straight.
His figure shattered the sound barrier, transforming into an icy-blue afterimage as he hurled a punch straight at the Dark Dragon Claw descending from above.
Behind him—
The phantom of the Titan Snow Demon King raised its head to the sky and roared, its massive arm swinging forward in unison.
BOOM!!!!!
At the very moment the frost giant fist and the Dark Dragon Claw collided, it seemed as if space itself froze.
Immediately after—
A violent shockwave capable of annihilating all things erupted from the point of impact, turning into a destructive storm that swept across heaven and earth, instantly surging toward the academy's onlookers in the distance.
The assembled powerhouses' faces turned pale. Merely the aftershock of the clash between the two had already filled them with a suffocating sense of helplessness.
At that moment—
Mu En tapped his cane against the ground.
Ripples of light spread outward, silently smoothing away the storm.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
The thunderous explosions resounded like divine war drums pounding the sky.
The frost giant fist and the Dark Dragon Claw remained locked in stalemate, their unleashed energy torrents shredding the clouds within a hundred-li radius to pieces.
However—
In terms of sheer Spirit Power,
Long Xiaoyao held an absolute advantage.
After several breaths of deadlock—
Cracks began to appear across Huo Yuhao's jade-like body.
But the next instant—
Emerald light flowed from his heart. Wherever it passed, the cracks mended completely. His flesh and bones became even more lustrous than before, circulating with an immortal radiance.
"Impudent brat—how dare you speak such madness!"
Long Xiaoyao's silver hair whipped wildly, his former cold composure completely gone.
"My vision is too shallow?"
"Even your teacher Mu En is merely my equal in fame!"
The Dark Dragon Claw suddenly trembled. Vast Spirit Power erupted like a volcano, blasting the frost giant fist backward.
The dragon claw pierced through the scattering ice shards without giving Huo Yuhao a moment to breathe. Its five fingers—capable of crushing mountains—snapped shut, seizing him firmly within its grasp.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
As the dragon fingers tightened,
A series of metallic clashes rang out.
As if what it gripped was not flesh and blood—
But divine iron.
Yet within the dragon claw's confinement—
Huo Yuhao showed no trace of panic.
Instead, a faint sneer curved at his lips.
The radiance of the three domains flowed continuously, pouring amplification into him without cease.
The light around his body grew ever more brilliant.
Throughout heaven and earth echoed a heartbeat like war drums, and the surging roar of blood rushing like a furious river.
"I said your level is too low, and yet you still refuse to accept it!"
"Long Xiaoyao, you possess the combat strength of a level 99 Limit Douluo, yet you allow yourself to be imprisoned by old grudges. Your heart is bound by countless locks—your cultivation realm has long since stagnated!"
"Even if a broader world were placed before your eyes, your life would still end here!"
The instant those arrogant words fell—
The third dark-gold Spirit Ring beneath Huo Yuhao's feet suddenly blazed.
"Third Spirit Ability — Prison-Suppressing War Song!"
His body was plated in a layer of dark-gold light, as if molten lava-like power coursed beneath his skin.
Ring after ring of visible dark-gold force fields rippled outward from him, striking the void with metallic resonance—like the opening of a battle anthem.
The war song resounded!
Huo Yuhao's aura climbed higher and higher—more savage, more violent!
All other emotions in his eyes were burned away, leaving only pure, heart-shaking battle intent!
The Bear Lord was a ferocious beast revered through combat.
Among the three Spirit Rings it had bestowed upon Huo Yuhao—
Beyond the domain ability—
There was also this battle anthem that made him grow braver the longer he fought.
"Break for me!!!"
Huo Yuhao threw his head back and roared.
Under Long Xiaoyao's slowly narrowing pale eyes—
The Dark Dragon Claw that once grasped mountains and rivers—
Was forced open—
Inch by inch.