"Clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter, clatter!"
Both parties quickly retreated, and it was as if landmines were exploding under their feet. Each step created a deep pit, barely allowing them to regain their footing.
Bai Xiao retreated three steps, the golden light on his chest dimd and shattered.
Jiao Ze retreated five steps, the dark black scales on his shoulder shattered.
"This power..."
Jiao Ze fell into a disadvantage, his pupils slightly contracting. One must know, at this mont, he wasn’t in a normal state, not even at full strength, but an unprecedented burst mode. A secret technique maintained for ten years was finally unleashed at this mont, unleashing terrifying Qi-Blood surges, enhancing his physique in all aspects!
This was not the force that an ordinary burst secret technique could bring about.
It was equivalent to Jiao Ze expending a move he had accumulated over ten years.
Yet even so, he still couldn’t suppress the opponent; instead, he was suppressed by Bai Xiao. Such terrifying physique, he had only seen it on Ao Feng, the sect leader of the Eight Heavenly Dragon Style! That was the peak power of the Eight Heavenly Host!
"Heavenly Dragon Host Map, Dragon Tail!"
Jiao Ze ignored the slight pain in his shoulder and resud utilizing the mysterious skill. He stomped forward, let out a low roar like a furious dragon, and dashed to Bai Xiao’s side.
"Heavenly Dragon Tail Swing!!!"
Jiao Ze swung his foot, and simultaneously, at his spine, a ferocious virtual dragon tail appeared, like a marble column ten ters long. Boom, boom, boom! The air shattered as the Heavenly Dragon Tail Swing forcefully swung towards Bai Xiao’s side, the terrifying wind whipping air currents like waves.
This move, extrely fierce, contained hundreds of tons of impact force. Ten years ago, Jiao Ze had once used Heavenly Dragon Tail Swing to blast an opponent into the air. It was always invincible, never being directly taken!
"Kill!"
Just as the Heavenly Dragon Tail Swing was about to strike Bai Xiao at a critical mont.
"Moo!"
Bai Xiao showed no expression, the large tendons at his temples bulging, pulsing with his heartbeat. His face was like steel, and his right arm blurred rapidly, delivering a punch that dragged terrifying flas through the air. At that mont, a roar of an angry elephant resonated from within Bai Xiao’s body, as if a gigantic golden elephant shadow suddenly lifted its thick trunk and swung it out, rging with the punch!
An Earth Glaze Elephant God, in an instant, was released, exploding into a mushroom cloud!
"Boom!!!!"
Heavenly Dragon Tail Swing!
Elephant God Lifting Trunk!
The two collided violently, causing a sound as terrifying as a missile explosion. Smoke rolled and dust flew everywhere.
This Blood God Hall, covering a vast area, had half of its structures directly collapsed. The rushing Candle Sect and Yuan Jing were swept away by a massive, visible white shockwave. They were knocked back over fifty ters before they barely managed to stabilize themselves.
"Are these two peak faction masters battling!?"
"The power of this collision is almost beyond the scope of the Transformation Realm!"
Yuan Jing’s robes fluttered as she spoke with extrely heavy eyes.
At this mont, Jiao Ze, who had broken a ten-year Qi-Blood seal, was probably the foremost battle force in the Western Secret Martial Realm of the Transformation Realm! The explosive power from his every move left Yuan Jing, who was in the late stage of the Transformation Realm, feeling overwhelming surprise. And Bai Xiao, who was in a fierce stalemate with Jiao Ze, was the sa. Of course, this was just her taphor; it didn’t an Jiao Ze and Bai Xiao truly had the kind of level that a peak faction master possessed, they were still far off!
A peak faction master gathers Qi all over his body, condensing Martial Arts True Intent.
Able to encompass a range of tens to hundreds of ters with solid-state courage, compressing it back into his body, refining a seed in the Dantian, nurturing it with Martial Arts Will.
The Seed of Qi is peak early period.
The Flower of Qi, peak mid period.
The Fruit of Qi, peak late period.
When the heavy fruit ripens and falls to the ground, Martial Arts True Intent is fully born!
That represents a new Grandmaster!
The gap between a peak faction master and the Transformation Realm is extrely large. Even the weakest peak early period, refining a Seed of Qi, can easily crush a late stage Transformation Realm! Imagine compressing solid-state courage that covers tens of ters into a thumb-sized seed, how high is that quality?
A peak faction master fighting a Transformation Realm master.
It’s like fighting iron swords with wooden swords, or even iron swords with paper swords!
Though the two figures before her were strong, even vaguely exceeding the ordinary late stage of the Transformation Realm, they were likely still a vast chasm away from a peak faction master.
However, this did not diminish the shock in Yuan Jing’s eyes.
She felt a strong sense of threat from those two fierce figures in front of her, making her hair stand on end. This ant that both Jiao Ze and Bai Xiao could pose an extrely deadly threat to her!
"Boom!"
A huge fist seal tore through the air, directly blasting a distant side of a Blood God Hall. The left side of the hall suddenly lost a chunk, the cross-section incredibly smooth. From afar, it was clearly in the shape of a fragnt of a fist seal.
"Zing!"
A mighty dragon claw imprint smashed heavily through a wall, pressing fiercely against the ground. The earth cracked loudly, bricks and stones shattered and vanished. A dragon claw-shaped pit ten ters deep, charred black, emitted wisps of scorching smoke.
"Four dragon claws, one dragon tail, one dragon scale."
"And what else!?"
"The last two of the Eight Heavenly Hosts, where are they?"
"Show , unleash them!"
In the golden-red flas, a massive figure suddenly took a deep breath. His muscles swelled exaggeratedly, strength flowing like waves. Whoosh, a gust of wind blew by, and Bai Xiao suddenly spanned dozens of ters, swinging a punch! The fist was entwined with platinum streaks, mingled with surging layers of Qi, striking towards Jiao Ze’s head.
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