Chapter 387: Chapter 385: Long Aotian vs Lu Xuanji (Third Update, Please Subscribe)
At the base of Purple Sun Mountain, Long Aotian stood there, his aura high-spirited, with a hint of disdain in his arrogance.
He utterly disdained acts like forcefully taking a common girl.
The matter of Ziyun True Monarch fleeing was as if a cat making a run for it, an insignificant matter to him.
Ziyun True Monarch fleeing was her own loss.
She would have regrets a thousand years later.
"Ziyun True Monarch is a small matter, I can’t be bothered with others. But upon meeting you, my blood is boiling, I want to challenge you!" Long Aotian said, "Do you dare to fight me?"
"Fellow Daoist, just retreat!"
Lu Xuanji said, "We are still young, it’s not the time for a duel!"
Long Aotian said, "Afraid, are you?"
"It’s not about fear, it’s just that the timing for a duel is not ripe!" Lu Xuanji said, closing his eyes as if savoring something, then after a long time, he opened them and said, "Fellow Daoist, your qi and blood are very strong, your bloodline is King Level, a peerless talent even among the Dragon Race."
"But, didn’t your father ever tell you that kings should not meet, especially us young kings!"
"Often, when young kings clash, it’s fine if it ends in a draw. But if one suffers a major defeat, it could be too much to bear, causing a collapse of Daoxin, never to rise again. In the end, we are all young, still in our naive years, though we have solidified our Daoxin, our spirit is fragile, yet much stronger than a glass heart!"
"If we wait until we are older, and our character becomes more stable, then it would be much better to have a clash. By then, even if we suffer a major defeat, we can learn from it, continuously advance, and keep on fighting. Once isn’t enough, then twice, twice isn’t enough, then thrice; progress is made through continuous effort."
"On the path to immortality, victories and defeats are common, only by being neither arrogant in victory nor discouraged in defeat, can one smile at the end."
Long Aotian said, "I have never lost in my life. You are strong, but you cannot make me fail!"
"Is that so?"
Lu Xuanji smiled and said, "Even immortals dare not claim a life without defeat. Some triumph all their life, yet when defeated, they can never rise again!"
"Fellow Daoist, take this!"
With that said, Long Aotian’s entire aura flickered, like a towering mountain, his aura surged upwards, traces of destructive aura surged, pressuring down like a tide.
"Since my awakening, confronting various heavenly talents, all were defeated with a few punches and kicks, never lost in overpowering everything, suppressing everything, never knew what a tough battle was! I hope Fellow Daoist can withstand more than ten moves!"
"Azure Dragon Claw!"
Long Aotian took a step forward, his entire momentum reached its peak, his human hand transformed into the claw of an Azure Dragon.
The dragon claw struck through the air, as if celestial punishment descended.
Forgoing all frills, it transformed into the dignified Heavenly Dao’s suppression.
"Creation Divine Fist!"
Lu Xuanji’s aura condensed, as if an Immortal King descended upon the world, a terrifying aura condensing, forming an annihilation killing fist that blasted out.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Creation Divine Fist VS Azure Dragon Claw.
The forces of destruction collided, the air was instantly blasted apart, the terrifying force of annihilation swept in all directions, a radius of ten miles turned into a flood of destruction, into tidal waves of annihilation, obliterating everything.
Lu Xuanji stood motionless, but the earth beneath his feet cracked like a spider web.
Thud! Thud!
Long Aotian, however, retreated three steps.
"How is this possible?"
Long Aotian exclaimed in shock, for the first time in a confrontation, he was repelled.
"Fight again!"
A flicker of excitement and a slight thrill flashed in Long Aotian’s eyes.
Long Aotian gathered magical power, his stature forcibly raised by three inches, his qi and blood surged, roaring like mountains and seas.
His steps flickered, like ghosts shifting, like void relocating.
Both hands transformed into supreme techniques, attacking ferociously.
"Dragon Soaring Nine Heavens!"
"Azure Dragon Fights Immortal!"
"Dragon Soaring Sea Flipping!"
"Leaderless Dragons!"
"Dragon’s Roar in the Nine Heavens!"
Behind him, a cyan Candle Dragon roamed, evolving terrifying anomalies, suppressing with power of slaughter.
Such power of slaughter seemingly surpassed the limits of the Golden Core.
"Creation Divine Fist!"
Lu Xuanji activated Creation Magical Power, evolving supreme divine fists, each punch fiercely blasting out.
Both sides collided intensely.
The crowd watching subconsciously retreated.
"Young Master, use the killing move!"
Red Jade said, her eyes only on the dragon race youth.
"Young Master, there is an opponent!"
Xue Yue slightly frowned, watching the two clashing on the battlefield.
The battle did not become one-sided, instead falling into a stalemate.
This Human Race Cultivator was a formidable enemy on the Young Master’s path to immortality.
...
"This person carries an ancient aura, not an heir of the current era, but sealed away for ages! Not just that, he carries the aura of an immortal, this is the offspring an immortal left in the mortal realm!"
"Xuanji, to encounter such a formidable enemy!"
High up in the loft, Jin Xi looked down at the melee, watching as both sides unleashed their killing moves and clashed fiercely.
Her eyes gradually turned golden, pupils flickering, discerning the scenes of battle on the field.
Their fight was exceedingly fierce, the battle intensity was so strong that even some Nascent Soul True Monarchs were far inferior.
It was fortunate that those four maids sealed the battlefield’s aura, otherwise, if it leaked out, certain individuals would have been alarmed by now.
That dragon race youth was only thus far!
Yet Xuanji was also this fierce.
It seems Xuanji was not just at the Golden Core Tenth Transformation, possibly even stronger, more terrifying.
...
BOOM BOOM BOOM!
Both sides engaged in hundreds of moves, yet victory was undecided.
Long Aotian’s expression changed, no longer as haughty as before.
Since his awakening, he encountered such a formidable foe.
In usual times, three or five moves would kill the enemy; but now, a hundred moves of fierce combat had yet to yield success.
He was instead at a slight disadvantage.
"You are powerful, but I am not inferior to anyone!" Long Aotian let out a long howl, "Eight Division Army, Eight Incarnations, suppress!"
His aura changed, eight shadows appeared behind him.
One shadow majestic as a War God, precisely the Celestial God;
One shadow slender as a snake, horned on the head, precisely the Dragon Kind;
One shadow menacing-faced, bony spiked, precisely the Yaksha;
One shadow unparalleled beauty, nation-toppling glamor, precisely the Gandharva;
One shadow towering, ugly-faced, precisely the Asura;
One shadow was a Great Peng, with a flesh crown on the head, fierce and brutal, precisely the Garuda;
One shadow, humanoid yet horned on the head, precisely the Kinnara;
One shadow, human-bodied snake-headed with a vicious face, precisely the Moloch.
Eight Demon Gods emerged behind him, the initially illusory shadows gradually grew real, transforming into a supreme divine array surging forth.
"Ant Emperor Divine Form!"
At this moment, Lu Xuanji activated a Secret Technique, his physical strength momentarily increasing by twelvefold, launching a fierce attack.
BOOM BOOM BOOM!
The Celestial God shattered, Dragon Kind shattered, Yaksha shattered, Gandharva shattered, Asura shattered, Garuda shattered, Asura shattered, Garuda shattered, Kinnara shattered, Moloch shattered.
The Eight Division Army was completely shattered.
Swish!
A seven-colored long saber flashed by, like a floating light passing shadow, slicing through Long Aotian’s body, splitting it in two.