Chapter 750: Battle Spirit at Its Peak
“Since you refuse to take the path to heaven and insist on barging into hell’s gate, don’t you think you should first weigh your own abilities before standing up for her?”
As he spoke, the rat kicked off the ground, transforming into a streak of black light that shot straight into the sky.
The next moment, he dove back down at even greater speed.
“Demon-Slaying Claw.”
The rat’s hand appeared exceptionally gaunt, yet it contained a powerful demonic aura, dragging a patch of clouds down from the sky as his claw struck toward Bu Qianfan’s head.
The Demon-Slaying Claw was a signature technique of the Divine Demon Rat Clan, channeling the demonic qi within the body to unleash immense power capable of slaying gods.
Bu Qianfan spread his legs apart, sinking his center of gravity, and continuously infused his sacred qi into the halberd as he thrust it upward.
As the halberd shot out, the air trembled violently, forming a cylindrical surge of powerful energy that swept across a ten-foot radius.
The force unleashed by the Demon-Slaying Claw struck the halberd with a creaking sound, cracking it with fine fissures.
“Bang!”
The halberd exploded, shattering into dozens of pieces of scrap metal that shot out in all directions like rays of light.
“Kid, your strength is nothing special.”
The rat let out a strange laugh, swinging his claw for another strike.
“Is that so?”
Bu Qianfan stood motionless, like an iron tower, clenching his five fingers into a fist, pouring all his sacred qi into the golden gauntlet on his hand, and punched toward the rat.
Fist and claw clashed.
The rat grunted, flying backward, his body slamming into the steps and causing the Book Mountain to shake slightly.
“Cough... cough... Quite some strength...”
The rat coughed a couple of times, stood up again, rubbed his aching claw, and fixed his bean-sized eyes on the gauntlet on Bu Qianfan’s hand, sneering, “Again.”
Beneath Bu Qianfan and the rat’s feet, a scroll rapidly unfurled, transforming into a miniature world spanning a hundred miles, enveloping them.
The rat was a primordial relic, with the blood of gods and demons flowing through his veins, granting him an exceptionally robust physique.
Bu Qianfan possessed the Undying Sacred Body and had reached the Second Unbound Extreme Realm twice, with the blessing of the Gods’ Worry. His physical body was naturally also immensely powerful.
Bu Qianfan and the rat engaged in a purely head-on brawl, each collision like two iron mountains crashing together, releasing rings of energy ripples that seemed ready to shatter the miniature world.
On the other side, Zhang Ruochen’s battle with the three top experts of the Demon Sect had also reached a fever pitch.
Having reached the Fourth Unbound Extreme Realm, Zhang Ruochen possessed four more realms than other cultivators. The true qi stored in his qi sea far surpassed that of cultivators at the same level, so he had no fear of depleting his true qi.
“Dark Spirit Realm.”
Ling Ji unleashed his Sacred Body Dharma Appearance, and black sacred qi surged endlessly from his body, plunging the entire scroll world into darkness, making it impossible to see one’s hand in front of one’s face.
Once a cultivator fell into the “Dark Spirit Realm” Dharma Appearance, not only did their vision fail, but their hearing, smell, and touch were also drastically reduced. Even their spiritual power was suppressed by the Dharma Appearance.
Conversely, Ling Ji could use the Dharma Appearance to sharpen his vision, enhance his perception, and increase his speed, allowing him to unleash twelve-tenths of his power.
At the same time, Rakshasa activated the power of her Three Spirit Treasure Body, channeling three types of Five Elements power into three rivers of spiritual qi, completely engulfing Zhang Ruochen.
Mu Lingxi pressed her palms together, activating the Eight Wastelands and Six Directions Art. A red light point emerged at her brow, forming a phoenix imprint.
The phoenix imprint frantically absorbed the spiritual qi of heaven and earth, emitting an ancient, powerful aura.
The next moment, the phoenix imprint came to life, transforming into a massive Ice Phoenix phantom that enveloped Mu Lingxi’s delicate body. A pair of enormous wings seemed to grow from her back, gently fluttering.
At this moment, Mu Lingxi resembled a Phoenix Heavenly Maiden descending to the mortal world, breathtakingly beautiful, captivating countless cultivators on the Book Mountain.
“Mu Lingxi of the Demon Sect is the most beautiful woman in the Kunlun Realm, with the grace of Lin Suxian from years past.”
“She has a very unique aura, like a pure fairy and a seductive demoness at the same time. Truly stunning.”
“Even if Mu Lingxi didn’t have the Ice Phoenix Ancient Sacred Body and were just an ordinary woman, her beauty alone would make her famous across the world.”
With Mu Lingxi at the forefront, the three top experts of the Demon Sect all entered their strongest states, attacking Zhang Ruochen simultaneously.
“Die!”
Ling Ji’s long spear pierced through the Dark Spirit Realm, turning into a purple streak of light aimed at Zhang Ruochen’s chest.
“In that case, I’ll take you out first.”
Zhang Ruochen had no desire to prolong the fight, intending to end it quickly. His eyes grew sharp, and without any evasion, he charged straight at Ling Ji.
He thrust his sword, turning it into a golden light that crossed three zhang in an instant, reaching Ling Ji’s brow first.
Ling Ji’s expression changed drastically, and he quickly crushed a jade pendant at his neck.
“Whoosh!”
From the shattered pendant surged a vast white sacred light, blocking Zhang Ruochen’s incoming Golden Snake Sacred Sword.
The white sacred light quickly faded.
Zhang Ruochen swung his sword again, striking Ling Ji.
With a tearing sound, the sharp sword qi severed Ling Ji’s legs at the thigh, and two streams of blood gushed out.
Ling Ji’s face twisted in pain, and he let out a scream, collapsing into a pool of blood, unable to continue fighting.
Then, Zhang Ruochen executed the second layer of Sword Two, “Yin-Yang Chaos,” thrusting his sword into Rakshasa’s abdomen, piercing through her body and leaving a fist-sized bloody hole.
“Ugh...”
Rakshasa retreated thirty zhang, then knelt on one knee, blood streaming from her mouth.
She sensed that several of her internal organs below her abdomen were shattered, and her life force was rapidly draining. She quickly took a healing pill, swallowed it, and fully mobilized her sacred qi to control the injury in her abdomen.
Anyone could see that Rakshasa had also lost her combat ability.
Chen Kai drew in a cold breath, deeply shocked. “Defeating two top experts of the Demon Sect in a row—Lin Yue’s sword realm is truly terrifying. If I were to fight him, I’d likely lose.”
Chen Tianpeng and Chen Lan’er heard Chen Kai’s words and also took a deep breath, their expressions turning very serious.
It was worth noting that Chen Kai was hailed as the number one expert of the younger generation in the Eastern Domain Sacred King Manor. Even he said this, indicating that Lin Yue’s strength was likely beyond their reach.
Mu Jiji stood among the disciples of the Liangyi Sect, laughing loudly. “Who said Lin Yue’s sacred qi was exhausted and he couldn’t fight anymore? I think he’s at his peak now, slaying gods and Buddhas alike.”
Xun Hualiu felt his blood boil and immediately raised his fist, striking a very chuunibyou pose, shouting, “Lin Yue, big brother, invincible under heaven!”
The emotions of the Liangyi Sect disciples were also stirred, and they joined in the shouting: “Invincible!”
“Invincible!”
“Senior Brother Lin Yue, invincible!”
At the foot of the Book Mountain, voices rose like a tidal wave.
Inside the scroll world, Zhang Ruochen and Mu Lingxi remained very calm, gazing at each other.
Zhang Ruochen said, “Your strength is quite impressive.”
This was the first time Zhang Ruochen had seen Mu Lingxi go all out, and he was genuinely surprised, having never expected her to be so powerful.
Mu Lingxi puffed out her full chest, a playful smile on her face. “Really? Getting a compliment from you is no easy feat.”
This was the first time Mu Lingxi had heard Zhang Ruochen praise her, so she was naturally overjoyed, like a mouse that had stolen some honey.
Unfortunately, there were too many people around.
Otherwise, she would have thrown herself into Zhang Ruochen’s arms without hesitation, seeking his embrace.
“But I still have to defeat you,” Zhang Ruochen said.
Mu Lingxi immediately returned to reality, speaking seriously, “If you want to defeat me, you’ll have to show your true skills.”
Then, Zhang Ruochen heard Mu Lingxi’s secret voice transmission: “You can stand up for Chen Jie and the Liangyi Sect against the entire Demon Sect. So, for me, can you lose once?”
Hearing this transmission, Zhang Ruochen’s heart trembled. For the first time, he felt a sense of hesitation, unsure how to answer her.
Mu Lingxi showed a playful expression and transmitted again, “Just kidding, don’t take it seriously. How could I bear to make the man I love deliberately lose to me in front of the world’s heroes? I’ll give it my all in this fight, so that your victory is also honorable.”
In truth, Zhang Ruochen would rather have a fierce battle with Ouyang Huan than fight Mu Lingxi.
It wasn’t because of the faint feelings between them.
Rather, he knew very well that Mu Lingxi, in fighting him, must also be feeling bitter, even though she tried her best to act like she didn’t care.
Zhang Ruochen sighed softly. “Let’s fight.”