I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them? Chapter 790: Chapter 415: Counterattacking the Immortal Heav

"Ao!"

The Golden Giant Dragon let out a roar, with a surge of dragon might rippling through the air as if a True Dragon was in a rage.

Imdiately after, mountains and rivers descended, and eighteen Golden Giant Dragons roared within them, as ethereal figures raised their swords in hand and fiercely slashed down.

The Yin Yang Undying Sword morphed into an unending cycle, yet it turned into a vortex, binding towards the Immortal Heavenly Venerable.

At that mont, Xu Yan's gaze grew cold and focused, unleashing the Divine Skills like True Dragon Rage, Mountains and Rivers in the Sword, Subduing Dragon Palm, and Yin Yang Undying Sword in quick succession, fusing and stacking them together.

The expression of the Immortal Heavenly Venerable turned icy, shock in his heart. How co Xu Yan, who clearly wasn't an Immortal Heavenly Venerable, possessed such formidable power?

Moreover, these Martial Arts Techniques were truly powerful beyond compare, sothing he has never witnessed before in his life.

Even though he himself was an Immortal Heavenly Venerable, he did not dare to be careless at this mont, his aura erupting as his blade radiated with layers of light, Domain Power surging within it.

Nonetheless, in the blink of an eye, he could not blast through the visage of mountains and rivers, and he found himself in a defensive position—sothing inconceivable to him.

He, an Immortal Heavenly Venerable, was actually being pushed to this extent by a non-Immortal Realm Warrior?

The elder from the Wan Family, currently battling a Blood Disciple, had an utterly shocked expression. Looking back, his scalp went numb!

Immortal Heavenly Venerable!

A Immortal Heavenly Venerable had been hiding in Dahai Mountain?!

What was even more shocking was that Xu Yan was actually clashing with an Immortal Heavenly Venerable—was he tired of living?

Even though Xu Yan's strength was formidable, unrivaled among the True King Heavenly Venerables, ultimately he was nothing compared to an Immortal Heavenly Venerable, unless he himself had stepped into the realm of Immortal Heavenly Venerable.

"Has he gone mad?"

At this mont, the two Wan Family elders were horrified and bewildered, wanting to seize the chance to escape.

However, at this very mont, those seven Blood Disciples went crazy, attacking ferociously, even willing to trade their lives to prevent the two from escaping.

"Damn it!"

The complexion of the Wan Family elder changed; it was too late to escape now.

All they could do was pray that the Immortal Heavenly Venerable, considering the Wan Family's sake, would let them go, but such hope was exceedingly slim.

In the territory of the Wan Family, the presence of two Immortal Heavenly Venerables suddenly erged, both with solemn expressions as they looked towards a specific location in Dahai Mountain.

An Immortal Heavenly Venerable had appeared in Dahai Mountain and was currently in battle.

"I'll take a look!"

One of the Immortal Heavenly Venerables from the Wan Family said solemnly.

With a movent of his body, he swiftly headed towards the battlefield.

In a certain area of Dahai Mountain, Xuezhi Mo suddenly looked up, a cold smile appearing on his lips.

"You've finally taken the bait!"

With a swift movent, he rushed towards the ambush spot.

At this mont, Xu Yan almost completely unleashed his Divine Skills, and a light erged between his eyebrows in the shape of an eye—that was the Eye of the Minor Heavenly Path.

Hum!

This eye, which had never been used before, suddenly shot out a beam of light that seed like the grand will of the heavens, like the awe-inspiring might of sothing imasurable and profound.

The light struck the Immortal Heavenly Venerable, and in just a brief instant, but the Immortal Heavenly Venerable was utterly shocked.

"What secret technique is this?"

As the light enveloped him, he felt as though he was facing the Splendid Heavenly Might, experiencing a sense of the overwhelming supre command. Moreover, his attacks and his powerful strength both slowed down for an instant.

To be able to decelerate his abilities across realms, how imnsely powerful was this secret technique?

Such a technique must co at a great cost, right?

It was at this mont, amidst a deafening boom, a terrifying silhouette erged behind him.

Glittering with golden light, as if a Heavenly God.

Even more horrifying, atop this figure seed to appear the image of a giant colossus, holding the sky aloft and uttering a terrifying roar, before smashing his hands down.

As if lifting the very heavens to crash down!

Divine Skill, Heaven Lifting Earth Extinguishing!

ng Chong seized this fleeting mont to unleash a blow that was domineering and explosive in nature, revealing all his Physical Body Martial Arts Divine Skills in one strike.

Boom!

Afar, the Wan Family elder and the seven Blood Disciples involuntarily stopped their fight, watching this scene in horror.

In their minds, a na surfaced.

Heavenly God!

At this mont, they finally understood why ng Chong was called the Heavenly God!

Boom!

The ferocious strike hit the Immortal Heavenly Venerable. Even at a ti of crisis when he raised a defense, it crumbled instantly under such a brutal attack.

Splat!

With this blow, a huge crater appeared in the ground, and the Immortal Heavenly Venerable was left spewing blood, nearly kneeling.

His face was filled with disbelief; he had actually been injured!

Feeling the stabbing pain in his viscera, the chaotic breath, his killing intent surging, his breathing beca heavy, and his eyes turned blood-red.

He, the mighty Immortal Heavenly Venerable, had been wounded in an attack against him!

A humiliation of the greatest sha!

"Give ..."

However, at this mont, in addition to the relentless Sword Intent, besides a golden Giant Dragon in a rage, in addition to the black sword light that obliterated all in its path of slaughter, there was also a Long Spear emitting a hint of cold light, stabbing towards him.

Before the word "die" could leave his lips, he furiously swung his blade in an attempt to destroy the Long Spear, but the spear seed like an illusion, as if beyond the sight of the naked eye.

The cold light of the spear was already near!

At this mont, a strong sense of crisis erged, even sensing a chill as if his soul were in peril.

His eyes widened instinctively as he suddenly realized that this spear was not visible to the naked eye, but to the Divine Soul—it was a Slaughter the Soul strike!

Splat!

Even as he operated his Divine Refinent technique at the last mont, even attempting to montarily disengage his Divine Soul from his body to avoid the spear, all was in vain.