Chapter 850 - 675: Fierce Battle Against the Nascent Soul
The high skies stretched thousands of feet, with fierce winds as sharp as blades, slicing through the clouds.
Ordinary cultivators reaching this height, without a protective artifact, would have their flesh and blood stripped by the fierce winds in an instant.
True Monarch Cyan Yang was surrounded by Cyan Yang Spirit Fire, which rose and swirled around him. The flame was warm and mellow, yet it firmly kept the violent winds at bay.
With a slight movement of his thoughts, the spirit fire suddenly surged, completely enveloping his form, transforming into a cyan fire shadow over ten feet high, before it stopped.
"Fellow Daoist Profound Ice, could you listen to what I have to say?"
True Monarch Cyan Yang was still attempting to negotiate.
"Let’s hear it."
The Profound Ice Divine Dragon hovered in the void, its dragon mouth opened and closed, emitting Shen Xuan’s voice.
"Why must we stir up such a storm!"
"Why not willingly concede, leave Li Ruyi temporarily at my Danxia Sect. In a few days, I will find an excuse to let her leave safely."
The massive head of the Profound Ice Divine Dragon swayed slightly; a hint of ridicule flashed in its dragon eyes.
At the end of the day, the other side cannot let go of the sect’s prestige and their own face.
Shen Xuan had his own plans in mind.
After entering the Divine Power Realm, sooner or later he would have to fight a Nascent Soul True Monarch.
It was both to announce his realm cultivation to the public and to establish the status of a Tier Four cultivator.
The two Nascent Soul True Monarchs of Danxia Sect are relatively weak among the five sects of Yan Country, making them suitable as millstones for testing his sword.
The current True Monarch Cyan Yang focused on the fire technique.
And he himself is not only an ice cultivator, inherently having the advantage of five elements mutual inhibition.
Furthermore, he also cultivates the fire technique, possessing the Nirvana Phoenix Body, having refined many kinds of spirit fires of heaven and earth, his resistance to the anomalous fires of heaven and earth far surpassing the ordinary.
For him, True Monarch Cyan Yang is an excellent whetstone.
Of course, if he could achieve victory without battle, it would be even better.
"Fellow Daoist Cyan Yang, how about this. Let’s call it a draw and shake hands to make peace. I’ll take Li Ruyi away, and as for the disrespect shown by True Master Zhi Yang and others towards me, I won’t further pursue it. Let’s leave it at that, how about it?"
He took a step back voluntarily, offering a way out for both sides.
True Monarch Cyan Yang remained silent for a while.
The cyan flames surrounding his body flickered slightly.
He took a deep breath and sighed deeply.
"If that’s the case, let’s see the true brilliance through combat."
He did not believe that a newly entered Divine Power Realm body refining master could really contend against the Nascent Soul magical power he had cultivated over centuries.
Compromise could be made, but only under the premise of equal strength.
If he backed down before truly crossing hands, the prestige of both Danxia Sect and himself would evaporate.
"Alright, then let’s fight."
The Profound Ice Divine Dragon said no more.
True Monarch Cyan Yang no longer hesitated.
He raised his hand and made a grasping motion, causing a small crimson flag to fly out of his sleeve. It grew as it met the wind, transforming into a large flag over ten feet tall, embroidered with flowing fire runes across its surface.
He pointed with two fingers at the flagpole.
"Go!"
The flag billowed fiercely, and the Cyan Yang Spirit Fire coiling around it seemed to receive a command, suddenly detaching from the flag, growing rapidly in the wind, transforming into a vast cyan ocean of fire covering half the sky.
The flames were neither scorching nor showy, but exuded a restrained yet terrifying intent to incinerate, as though capable of melting everything, rolling towards the Profound Ice Divine Dragon.
He utilized the divine power of his innate spirit fire right from the start.
The Profound Ice Divine Dragon coiled in the sky, neither dodging nor evading.
Facing the monstrous sea of fire, it simply opened its dragon mouth and spat out a column of jade green water.
Initially, the water column was only as thick as a bowl, but as it left the mouth, it rapidly expanded, transforming into a roaring jade green river.
The water was clear and transparent, yet it radiated an extreme cold that could freeze souls, wherever it passed, even the surging fierce winds seemed to freeze in an instant.
It was the "Taichu True Water" refined by Shen Xuan, infused with primordial profound ice spiritual power, extremely yin and cold, a rare treasure of the world.
The cyan sea of fire and the jade green river clashed fiercely in mid-air.
The anticipated intense explosion did not occur.
At the moment they touched, there was a deep thunderous rumble,
immediately, the flames and water waves madly eroded and dissolved each other.
The cyan fire scorched the true water, evaporating into billowing white mist.
The true water froze the flames, turning large swathes of cyan fire into ice crystals, which fell with a rustle.
Two utterly opposing forces of heat and extreme cold clashed and neutralized one another, unleashing a terrifying torrent of spiritual power that tore the surrounding clouds to shreds, causing even the space to subtly ripple.
The initial confrontation was evenly matched.
True Monarch Cyan Yang’s expression grew solemn.
"Heavenly Spirit Water!"
He had not expected that, the Profound Ice True Master opposite him was not merely an ordinary Divine Power Realm body refining master.
He had actually refined a type of heavenly spirit water, faintly capable of countering the Cyan Yang Spirit Fire he relied upon.
This meant,
True Monarch Cyan Yang would have to give it his all.