This ti, the Dragon and Tiger Generals fully fused together, becoming a single Dragon-Tiger Beast. It roared furiously at Xiao An’an. At that mont, its attack power, defense, and speed all multiplied severalfold.
The Dragon-Tiger Beast clashed with Xiao An’an in midair.
anwhile, National Preceptor Situ stepped through the sky, sweeping his gaze across the heavens. “Daoist Willow,” he called out, “co forward and speak with .”
Hearing himself challenged, Willow Ancestor naturally refused to appear weak. He looked at Xu Zimo. “Ancestor, I’ll handle him.”
“Go,” Xu Zimo said with a casual wave.
Only then did Willow Ancestor rise into the air. “National Preceptor Situ,” he called lightly, “long ti no see.”
The powerful auras of the two n surged upward. They hadn’t even exchanged blows, yet their montum had already collided, competing before the true battle even began.
The mont Willow Ancestor appeared, Situ’s eyes narrowed. The last ti they had fought, Willow Ancestor was already a spent arrow, old, decrepit, lifespan nearly exhausted, deathly aura clinging to him. But this ti he looked full of vitality, as if reborn with boundless life force.
Situ Zhaixing couldn’t understand what had happened to change him so drastically in such a short ti. But he understood one thing: sothing major must have occurred within the True Martial Sacred Ground. Otherwise they wouldn’t be bold enough to openly proclaim they were here to destroy the Ancient Dragon God-Empire. They weren’t fools, nor were they suicidal.
Situ didn’t attack imdiately. Instead he asked, “Daoist Willow, can you give an explanation?”
“What explanation do you want?” Willow Ancestor replied.
“Isn’t the scene before us explanation-worthy? For no reason, why kill the generals of my Ancient Dragon God-Empire?” Situ questioned.
“Your Ocean Dragon Prince wanted to exterminate our True Martial Sacred Ground. Were we supposed to kneel and wait to die?” Willow Ancestor said coldly. “We are simply returning the favor.”
“There must be so misunderstanding,” Situ said.
“Misunderstanding? Then tell this, National Preceptor, when our True Martial Sacred Ground was destroyed, did your Ancient Dragon God-Empire have a hand in it?” Willow Ancestor asked.
Situ gave a dismissive laugh. “Daoist Willow, your accusation casts a very wide net. Back then, we were only drinking the soup. If you have the guts, go after the ones who were eating the at.”
“Don’t worry. We’ll visit every last one of them,” Willow Ancestor said coldly. “We’ll sweep through them all, but before that, we’ll use you as the appetizer.”
“In that case, there’s nothing left to discuss,” Situ replied with a snort.
He waved his hand. A massive star appeared around him, swirling with power. With a thunderous boom, he hurled the star downward. It fell from the heavens, covering the sky.
Willow Ancestor snorted and struck upward with both palms. Spirit energy gathered like a devouring whale, forming a colossal heavenly palm that grabbed for the star. The clash echoed through the void with roaring thunder.
With a final explosive “bang,” starforce shattered. The giant palm and the falling star collided and burst apart. The fragnted star split into countless smaller stars, each shooting into the sky and lodging in the heavens.
Situ stepped forward through the air, his aura erupting. With a wave of his hand, the power of heaven and earth condensed at his fingertips.
Willow Ancestor also struck out. In a span of re seconds, the two exchanged dozens of blows, both being knocked back.
Situ frowned. He could clearly feel it, Willow Ancestor had grown far stronger. He could now match him evenly, whereas in the past he had always been the weaker of the two.
Situ raised his hand again. The stars that had embedded themselves in the sky suddenly flickered. The blue sky darkened into pitch black, turning into night. The starry sky shimred beautifully, yet beneath that beauty hid a deadly killing force.
“It’s the National Preceptor’s Heaven-Spanning Star Formation!” soone below exclaid. “He’s summoned three thousand stars to form the formation, his famous technique.”
“They say this formation uses the power of heaven and earth. Who knows if it can kill that old man?”
“No need to worry. The National Preceptor has always defeated him. He’s never lost. Everything will be fine.”
As people murmured, the sky above was fully engulfed by the starry formation. Willow Ancestor suddenly felt an oppressive force binding his entire body. His spirit power was sealed, unable to circulate. His movents were frozen.
The three thousand stars burned as if self-ignited, each carrying a lethal force. Then, with a thunderous roar, every star unleashed a torrent of power. Three thousand torrents wove together and blasted toward Willow Ancestor at the center.
The flood drowned everything, destroying all in its path. The void shattered. People heard the explosion but could see nothing through the blinding shockwaves.
On the True Martial Sacred Ground’s side, Wang Hengzhi panicked. “Ancestor, please save Willow Ancestor!”
“What’s the hurry?” Xu Zimo glanced at him. “He hasn’t even shown his true form yet. My opponent is not Situ Zhaixing. Such a small character isn’t worth my ti.”
Hearing this, Wang Hengzhi had no choice but to look back up at the sky.
All eyes focused on the center of the explosion. As the blast faded, Willow Ancestor was no longer visible. Instead, a colossal willow tree stood between heaven and earth, its vast canopy propping up the sky itself.
This was no ordinary willow. Its trunk alone was ten thousand ters tall. Its countless branches glowed faintly, radiating vitality. The tree brimd with life force, and its very presence supported the heavens. The Star Formation could not harm it in the slightest.
This was Willow Ancestor’s true form.
Everyone frowned slightly. This Willow Ancestor was far too strong. A willow spirit at the God ridian Realm had no business possessing such power.
But this strength wasn’t solely his own. The Leaf of Life Xu Zimo had given him, being of the sa origin as his true body, had fused with him perfectly.
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