The Black Mountain Battlefield.
Under countless watchful eyes, the clash of the Dou Zongs finally erupted.
Jia Xingtian and Yao Tianhuo charged straight toward Xie Bi Yan. Confident in his overwhelming strength, Xie Bi Yan faced the 1-Star Dou Zong and Yao Tianhuo's spiritual projection without the slightest trace of fear.
With a cold snort, his scorpion-headed staff struck the ground. A wave of vile, green miasma spread across the sky, carrying a sharp, metallic stench. Within moments, the cloud solidified into two massive scorpion claws—each three to four zhang wide—lashing out toward his enemies.
Jia Xingtian's palms swept forward, blue Dou Qi surging to form countless palm shadows like raging waves crashing in succession against the claws.
Yao Tianhuo, equally unreserved, flicked his finger, releasing a spark that instantly roared into a fiery dragon, coiling through the air as it struck one of the venomous claws head-on.
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Meanwhile, Queen Medusa's expression was icy and devoid of emotion. She cared for nothing now but battle—an unrestrained slaughter to release the fury she held within. And as for Yan Luotian… his very presence disgusted her.
Still ignorant of the danger before him, Yan Luotian wore what he believed to be a charming smile. Yet the lustful gleam in his shifting eyes betrayed his lecherous nature.
"Hehehe… beauty, how about returning with me to the Luo Yan Empire? I'll make sure you're well loved there."
Medusa's cold gaze flickered—then turned razor-sharp. "Despicable scum."
Holy seven-colored light rippled around her body. With a graceful flick of her wrist, a serpentine longsword of rainbow energy condensed in her hand. When the blade swung, the very air split with a shrill, tearing sound.
Yan Luotian's grin froze, the lust fading from his eyes as an instinctive sense of danger surged through his heart.
Golden light flared in his hand, forming a strange, gilded sword bristling with feather-like spikes, gleaming with deadly sharpness.
He twirled the sword lightly and smiled. "Such a lovely flower… but a rose still has thorns. Allow me to pluck them one by one."
The golden wings behind him unfurled. With a flash of light, his figure vanished, reappearing before Medusa in the blink of an eye. His sword thrust out like a venomous serpent, golden Dou Qi slicing the air toward her throat.
Feeling the sting of his sword energy brushing her skin, Medusa's expression remained calm. Her slender wrist flicked, and her serpentine blade crashed against the golden sword. The collision sent waves of terrifying force rippling outward, shattering Yan Luotian's sword aura before her energy surged back along his blade toward him.
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Elsewhere on the battlefield, Liu Xi's eyes narrowed upon the formation of the Three Mulan Elders. The lion-headed man stood at the front, with the tiger-headed and bear-headed men forming the rear triangle. Through his Spiritual Power, Liu Xi sensed that the Dou Zong-level energy was concentrated on the lion-headed elder.
'Their combined formation mimics a true Dou Zong, but that power isn't complete. Even the Fallen Heart Flame can't crush it instantly… Still, a fake Dou Zong has plenty of weaknesses.'
The lion-headed elder's beastly eyes gleamed with killing intent. The wild instincts of his half-beast form made him wary of Liu Xi, yet the false Dou Zong strength flowing through his veins filled him with arrogance. "Boy, your secret technique is impressive—it grants you peak Dou Huang strength—but it's nothing compared to my Mulan Valley's legacy: the Three Beast Savage Technique!"
Liu Xi remained calm, the Fallen Heart Flame coursing through his meridians and flesh. His enhanced body could now bear an even greater surge of explosive power.
His gaze flickered toward the tiger-headed elder—then he moved. His figure blurred, splitting into afterimages across the air before appearing before his foe. Twisting at the waist, he threw a ferocious punch that tore the air apart with a sharp whine.
The tiger-headed elder roared, crimson eyes blazing with madness. His fist blazed red, the gathered Dou Qi twisting the air violently as he met Liu Xi's attack head-on.
Boom!
The collision forced the air to implode, leaving behind a brief vacuum. The shockwave rippled across the battlefield, making weaker cultivators clutch their chests in pain.
Their fists separated.
Liu Xi's arm throbbed painfully, his hand momentarily numb, but the tiger-headed man fared no better. His massive fist trembled, pain contorting his features as his aura dipped sharply.
Before Liu Xi could recover, a chill wind grazed his back—another strike! He twisted mid-air, retracting his fist and slamming his elbow backward.
Bang!
The blow landed solidly, his sleeve tearing to shreds as pain flared through his arm. Gritting his teeth, Liu Xi steadied himself just as the bear-headed elder roared and swung a giant paw down upon him.
Turning sharply, Liu Xi met the beast's blood-red eyes. The rush of wind sliced his cheek as he clenched his left fist—his right arm too strained to lift—and struck forward with full force.
Their blows collided, and Liu Xi used the rebound to propel himself backward, escaping their encirclement in a flash of azure flame.
He shook out his hands lightly, easing the numbness from his arms. Ahead, the Three Mulan Elders once again aligned into their fearsome formation.
Though they shared only a single Dou Zong's worth of power, their mastery of the Three Beast Savage Technique was exquisite—their energy flowed seamlessly between them, making it seem as though Liu Xi had traded blows with three Dou Zongs in the span of mere breaths.
The lion-headed elder eyed him darkly. "Impressive, boy. You managed to endure strikes from all three of us. Among Dou Huangs, that's unheard of."
"Fake Dou Zongs are still fake," Liu Xi replied coolly. "You've only borrowed strength—not mastered it."
Then his figure vanished. The air exploded behind him as he surged forward like a blue flame, straight toward the lion-headed elder.
Seeing him rush head-on, the elder sneered savagely. "Trying to meet me in direct combat? Fool!"
Dou Zong energy surged within him as he roared and threw a punch, the condensed blood-red light ripping through the air and splitting space itself with shrill, distorted howls.
But as their fists collided, Liu Xi's form shimmered—then vanished like a mirage.
"Illusionary Heart Technique!"
In an instant, he reappeared before the tiger-headed elder, who barely had time to gasp before Liu Xi's palm struck his chest.
"Blazing Palm!"
The red aura shattered as invisible flame erupted from Liu Xi's hand, flooding into the elder's body like molten lava. Wherever it passed, blood and flesh withered and charred, turning black and brittle.
The tiger-headed elder screamed in agony, his body glowing red-hot as white steam poured from his pores—his very life being boiled away. In seconds, his flesh shriveled, his organs scorched to cinders. Powerless, his half-beast form fell from the sky, crashing into the blood-soaked earth below.
(End of Chapter)
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