# Chapter 1221: The Terrifying Luo Changsheng
Luo Changsheng's words made Yun Che frown deeply.
Although he had only some insignificant minor injuries, they were still wounds scattered across his body, while Luo Changsheng had none at all. After fierce combat, Yun Che's arms were now sore and numb, his breathing slightly disordered. In contrast, Luo Changsheng was incomparably calm and composed, especially his aura and breathing—Yun Che could detect no trace of disorder after a fierce battle.
And the most terrifying thing was the word "warm-up" he had said so calmly.
Yun Che could only wield the Heaven-Defying Sword in his "Heaven-Shattering" state, and that state could not last long. How could he waste that power on a "warm-up"? Every single strike before had been at his peak power, but Luo Changsheng seemed to truly be "warming up"... he hadn't even used his full strength yet!
"As you wish."
Yun Che raised his left arm, releasing the Arcane Firmament fused with the Golden Crow's soul, forming a massive Golden Crow divine shadow in the sky. Amidst a piercing phoenix cry, an intense flame aura instantly filled the heavens.
"Very good." Luo Changsheng smiled, but his gaze involuntarily swept across Yun Che's chest, pausing briefly.
*Strange. That spot was clearly struck by my lightning, so why is the wound so small, with no trace of lightning damage at all?*
*Could it be that he also understands lightning laws?*
Releasing the Arcane Firmament Phantom God would undoubtedly greatly increase Yun Che's consumption. He didn't pause for even a moment. The Heaven-Defying Sword reignited with flames, heading straight for Luo Changsheng, while the Golden Crow phantom shot down like a meteor. At that moment, a strange light flashed in Luo Changsheng's pupils.
"Haah!!"
With a fierce roar, his already overwhelmingly powerful Profound Aura suddenly surged again. The exploding aura was as thick and solid as a physical force. Yun Che's chest tightened, and his charging momentum was forcibly halted.
This explosive aura was like a thunderclap that resounded in everyone's hearts, bringing them an intensely powerful shock.
"Luo Changsheng's aura... ah!?"
"The Luo Changsheng from before was already that terrifying, and yet he's suddenly increased by this much!"
"He really wasn't using his full strength! This aura is not just terrifying—it's Luo Changsheng's true strength!? He's already completely overwhelming Yun Che!"
"The name 'Young Master Changsheng' is hardly undeserved! Among the 'Four Divine Sons of the Eastern Domain,' he was acknowledged as a domain unto himself. Yun Che may be strong, but he can't even enter Young Master Changsheng's 'domain.' Those who foolishly hoped to see Yun Che defeat Luo Changsheng are merely ignorant and dreaming."
"Luo Changsheng actually... actually... what do we do now?" Huo Poyun's face tightened, and he gritted his teeth slightly.
Even the person with the lowest Profound Force in the entire venue could clearly sense that, with Luo Changsheng's Profound Aura once again exploding, it had firmly surpassed Yun Che's Profound Aura pressure... and by a wide margin.
"...We can only see if Yun Che can use his unique 'Phantom God' to create a miracle." Huo Rulie frowned deeply. He could tell from Yun Che's attacks and demeanor that he had indeed been giving his all without reservation.
But Luo Changsheng...
Just now, he had barely managed to match Luo Changsheng. Now that he had released his phantom god, could it possibly bridge the suddenly widened gap in Profound Force between them?
Luo Changsheng spread his arms. The hissing of lightning and the howling of the storm quieted considerably, but the space was filled with a heavy pressure nearly double what it had been. He looked at Yun Che, his face still calm as water: "This is the limit of my 'normal' state. In this Divine Sealing Battle, you are the only one worthy of making me release my limit Profound Force. Consider this my recognition of you."
He pointed his Holy Thunder Sword forward, each word as light as the wind: "Use your full strength. Try your best to defeat me."
Luo Changsheng's posture and words clearly conveyed a condescending attitude, as if he were on a higher level. But this was not deliberate arrogance—it was because, having released his full power, Yun Che was no longer an opponent at the same level in his eyes.
Even if Yun Che could release that strange "Phantom God."
*Swoosh!*
As Luo Changsheng's voice fell, the Holy Thunder Sword lightly traced a purple arc. Instantly, the sky roared with fierce thunder. A deep purple wolf shadow appeared in the air, pouncing downward, forming a massive thunder domain that enveloped both Yun Che and the Golden Crow phantom.
"Be careful!" Huo Poyun instinctively shouted. Although this thunder domain was created casually, his first reaction was that Yun Che couldn't possibly block it—because Luo Changsheng's full-power Profound Aura was simply too terrifying.
Yun Che's expression didn't change. He charged straight into the thunder domain, his flames burning hotter and hotter. Like a large and small sun, he and the Golden Crow phantom plunged into the thunder domain.
"Ah!?" The audience cried out in shock as they watched Yun Che being engulfed by the thunder domain. But the next instant, their shouts multiplied several times.
*Boom!!!!*
With a thunderous roar, a blazing golden flame mark appeared on the vast thunder domain. Beneath that mark, the massive thunder domain was torn apart like fragile cloth. Yun Che and the Golden Crow phantom shot out from within, their sword might carrying flames as they descended from above Luo Changsheng's head.
Luo Changsheng's brow twitched slightly. The purple light on the Holy Thunder Sword faded, replaced by a thick, dense yellow light. As his sword and axe intersected, the wind swept up the yellow light, spreading out into a strange force field that effortlessly greeted Yun Che's attack.
An incomparably heavy pressure suddenly descended, sharply slowing Yun Che's momentum. As he drew closer to Luo Changsheng, the pressure multiplied, gradually becoming like a million mountains weighing down on him. His sword might and explosive flames were heavily suppressed. When he got within ten zhang of Luo Changsheng, he was completely blocked—neither he nor the Golden Crow phantom's power could advance even a inch.
One man and one phantom were simultaneously stopped so easily by Luo Changsheng!
This scene ruthlessly shattered the last remaining hope in Huo Rulie and the others.
Their eyes clashed across the distance. Yun Che's brows were tightly knit, his arms trembling slightly, while Luo Changsheng remained as calm as ever, a meaningful smile appearing on his face: "So you really do understand lightning laws."
Yun Che: "..."
Luo Changsheng was not only terrifyingly gifted and profound in Profound Force, but also extremely sharp-minded.
With a wave of his arm, Luo Changsheng's heavy defensive field suddenly transformed into a fierce offensive field, blasting Yun Che and the Golden Crow phantom far away. Luo Changsheng spun his body, swinging his sword and axe together. Suddenly, a violent wind howled across the Feng Shen Platform, and a hundred-mile giant eagle descended like a god, whipping up a doomsday storm—but not heading for Yun Che. Instead, it charged straight at the Golden Crow phantom.
The Golden Crow phantom only possessed sixty percent of Yun Che's power. How could it withstand Luo Changsheng's full-force strike? As the giant eagle swooped down, its terrifyingly powerful wind blades sliced thousands of fine cracks into the Feng Shen Platform. When the Golden Crow phantom was engulfed, in just two breaths, its flames and form were shredded into countless fiery fragments, then completely vanished in the next instant.
"Your 'Phantom God' is indeed very strong, but it also has a great weakness." Luo Changsheng's aura locked onto Yun Che as he spoke with a lecturing tone: "It's far too fragile!"
With the final syllable, he carried a storm and in an instant closed the distance to Yun Che.
*Boom!!*
A deafening sound, like a thunderclap in the sky. Their powers collided fiercely again, but this time, Yun Che's entire body shuddered violently. Dozens of blood vessels and meridians in both arms burst simultaneously, and his figure plummeted downward.
Facing Luo Changsheng at full Profound Force, Yun Che was completely at a disadvantage in terms of Profound Force.
Yun Che's body fell, but the moment it touched the ground, he suddenly rebounded. The Heaven-Defying Sword rapidly gathered massive sword might and struck again.
*Bang!*
Facing Yun Che's sudden counterattack, Luo Changsheng raised his left arm. With a dull thud, he firmly blocked the Heaven-Defying Sword—and solely with the Divine Wind Axe, with just one arm! His right arm followed instantly, and a yellow light exploded ruthlessly on Yun Che's chest.
Yun Che grunted, spitting a mouthful of blood, and crashed downward even faster than before. Luo Changsheng chuckled lightly and began to pursue, but suddenly a sense of crisis that shouldn't have arisen came from behind him.
Luo Changsheng sensed the warning, but it was too late. A red flame light exploded fiercely on his right arm.
"Ugh!!"
Yun Che hit the ground heavily, dragging the Heaven-Defying Sword and retreating dozens of steps before stabilizing. His arms were bleeding, and his face paled briefly.
Luo Changsheng let out a pained groan. The sleeve of his right arm was completely burned away, and a long scorch mark was imprinted on his arm. And the burning pain of the Golden Crow Flame was excruciating—even for Luo Changsheng, his face twisted for several breaths.
And then, the Golden Crow phantom that had clearly been forcefully destroyed by him flew back to Yun Che's side.
"It seems my 'Phantom God' is not quite what you know."
Although Yun Che's injuries were several times more severe than Luo Changsheng's, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and revealed a strange smile.
Luo Changsheng's expression changed slightly, a hint of surprise in his eyes. Yun Che's "Phantom God" had clearly been destroyed, and then Yun Che was completely suppressed, making it impossible for him to release another phantom god... yet it suddenly appeared behind him and burned him.
The only possibility... could he have released the phantom god while still being suppressed?
Luo Changsheng's understanding of the "Phantom God" was naturally the "Phantom God Art" that only Divine Lords could perform. The Phantom God Art required not only a high level of Profound Force but also a long time to condense Profound Aura and merge with the soul. If it was shattered, it would cause some backlash to the caster.
This was the established consensus in the God Realm regarding the Phantom God Art.
But Yun Che's Arcane Firmament Phantom God was nothing like the Phantom God Art they knew.
Its power came from Yun Che, but its release was a fusion of Arcane Firmament and soul, completely unrelated to Profound Force.
Luo Changsheng's eyes narrowed slightly. In his battle with Yun Che, this was his first wound.
The burning pain of the Golden Crow Flame also slightly stoked his anger.
"To be able to wound me... well done." Luo Changsheng raised his head, exhaled softly, and gave praise. "Because I held back too much earlier, I was wounded by Jun Xilei. I thought I wouldn't add another wound, but you didn't disappoint me."
Although Luo Changsheng's words were extremely arrogant in meaning, his demeanor was not arrogant at all, because for him, it was simply stating an obvious and straightforward fact.
"However, there won't be a second wound... if this is all the strength you have!"