Clang!!!
The Yuan Chen Whip struck down, lashing against He Bo’s palm, producing a sound like a tolling bell!
Ji Yuan’s gaze immediately darkened. He hadn’t expected the opponent’s golden body to be so resilient, now impervious to a direct clash with divine artifacts, amplified by divine power!
The next moment, he inhaled deeply and then exhaled a stream of water essence, merging it into the heavy water bead above his head!
The six heavy water beads glowed brilliantly, inch by inch pushing against the long river as they flew into the air. Under the flowing water, they seemed to be sensing the laws within it.
Even amidst the fierce battle, Ji Yuan still harbored the intention of comprehending his opponent’s Dao rhythm, seeking to refine his own Dao laws through it.
“Such overconfidence is not a good thing!”
He Bo grinned, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.
His arm sank downwards, the spectral image of a long river formed from the long cloth in his palm suddenly surging in power by several tenths, directly pressing the heavy water beads down by several dozen feet!
Then, he stomped his left foot heavily. From the ruins of the tea stall behind him, a bamboo stick flew over, eventually landing in his palm.
Under the illumination of divine light, the illusionary technique on the bamboo stick was broken, transforming into a long staff, emanating a potent divine might.
With just a glance, Ji Yuan could ascertain that this was He Bo’s innate divine artifact, also the symbol of his status – the He Bo Scepter!
When the scepter was slammed heavily onto the ground, the Lin Fu River behind the opponent erupted with powerful Yin energy. As a massive amount of river water surged upwards, countless resentful spirits within shrieked mournfully.
In mere breaths, He Bo’s divine might surged severalfold, as if he had suddenly become a primary-ranked water deity.
Ji Yuan’s expression couldn’t help but change. He immediately swung the Yuan Chen Whip, pouring his divine power into it without reservation, activating all nine Dao patterns to unleash his full strength strike.
However, the opponent merely smiled gently. Behind him, a somber water spirit emerged from the Lin Fu River, encircling him with a flick of a finger.
A trace of primordial power spread out, combined with dense divine radiance, preventing the Yuan Chen Whip from getting close. Its power, capable of destroying ordinary magic artifacts, seemed to dissipate instantly.
And Ji Yuan, gripping the Yuan Chen Whip, could feel a surge of extreme Yin energy, imbued with endless resentment, flowing towards his golden body through the whip.
Without hesitation, he retracted the long whip, simultaneously pouring his divine power into it continuously, shattering that stream of extreme Yin energy.
“As a newly ascended deity, you are indeed very powerful.”
He Bo sighed, “But that is all.”
He shook the long cloth, and the river transformed from it churned, immediately dispelling the power of the six heavy water beads, causing them to dimly glow and fall back to their master’s side.
This He Bo, who had been a deity for over three hundred years, held a cloth capable of transforming into a river in one hand and the scepter symbolizing divine authority in the other. He was surrounded by the primordial water spirit of the Lin Fu River, with countless resentful spirits behind him providing him with immense extreme Yin power.
The divine might emanating from him had already surpassed the scope expected of an auxiliary deity, and it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call him a primary-ranked water deity.
Even ordinary river gods would not possess such divine might!
Ji Yuan could even sense that the opponent’s Dao laws were already very complete. As long as there was sufficient incense offering and prayer, advancing to the third realm would be a matter of course, without any obstacles.
Even though he hadn’t advanced yet, with the blessing of the Lin Fu River and possessing authority, his opponent, on his own territory, could wield a power no weaker than that of a third-realm cultivator.
In other words, he was currently facing a deity whose realm and power were comparable to the third realm, and even stronger than ordinary third-realm cultivators!
Without any hesitation, Ji Yuan brought his state to its peak, gathering water vapor from heaven and earth with his divine power, condensing it into a spectral image of a horned flood dragon.
He let out a resonant roar, controlling the spectral flood dragon to charge forward, imbued with his Dao laws.
The power of this strike was already incredibly close to the power of the third realm, not only containing his Dao laws but also consuming more than half of his divine power.
Seeing this, He Bo finally showed a solemn expression. He tossed the scepter in his hand into the air, and then, empowered by the primordial force of the Lin Fu River, slammed it heavily onto the spectral flood dragon!
Boom!!!
Violent divine power erupted, powerful Dao laws shattered, and terrifying energy enveloped an area of dozens of feet!
Under this power, anyone who dared to approach, even a late-stage cultivator of the second realm, would still suffer severe injuries.
However, after over twenty breaths, under the suppression of the Lin Fu River’s primordial force, all the energy gradually subsided. And He Bo, who was within it, suffered no damage whatsoever.
His divine might remained as potent, his divine power was not consumed at all, and his condition had not declined in the slightest.
It was only when he saw that there was no one in front of him and a flash of golden light disappeared into the distance that a look of deep astonishment appeared on his face.
Who would have thought that the person who had been radiating power just moments ago, after unleashing his full-strength strike, would unhesitatingly turn and flee?
In over twenty breaths, even if he wanted to chase now, he might not be able to catch up with the opponent.
At this, He Bo couldn’t help but show a hint of helplessness. He had finally mustered a bit of interest, only for it to feel like striking cotton.
But immediately, his expression darkened, and he turned his gaze towards the direction of the He Bo Temple, a trace of displeasure subtly appearing in the depths of his eyes.
However, he soon sighed, re-hung the long cloth on his shoulder, and with a gentle wave of his arm, the anomaly of the Lin Fu River dissipated without a trace, returning to its usual tranquility.
Then, He Bo leisurely leaned on his scepter and walked towards his He Bo Temple in the distance. If anyone were nearby, they might have faintly heard a few curses.
About half an hour later, Ji Yuan returned to the Water God Temple on Xiao Yuan Mountain. As soon as he entered the main hall, he saw Mo Yiyan and the others.
The auras of several people were fluctuating slightly, indicating they had sustained minor injuries, but nothing too serious.
At the same time, their faces were adorned with unconcealable smiles, suggesting that their mission had been very smooth.
“We have not failed Master’s expectations. All three monstrous beasts have been slain!”
The group immediately cupped their fists and said.
In the original plan, Ji Yuan was to deal with two monstrous beasts successively, while Mo Yiyan, Liu Qi, and Zhu Tao were to handle the remaining three.
Finally, he would intervene to block He Bo if he came to support and probe his strength to prepare for subsequent plans.
Everything had gone quite smoothly. The only minor hiccup was that during the exchange with He Bo, he had consumed a considerable amount of divine power.
After the fierce battle, Ji Yuan’s divine body now only had two to three tenths of his full divine power remaining.
Moreover, in the previous engagement, he had inevitably sustained some minor injuries. His golden body had been shaken by the opponent’s power, and it would likely take several days to eliminate the effects.
And this was even with sufficient support from incense offerings and prayers.