Chapter 852 - 676: All Means Deployed
He didn’t know what kind of Fire Spirit Dao Body Shen Xuan had cultivated.
But the scene before him indicated that the Cyan Yang Spirit Fire, with which he had made his name, posed far less of a threat than expected.
In a flash, True Monarch Cyan Yang’s mind raced, and the Cyan Yang Spirit Fire that surrounded him suddenly flowed back, rapidly coalescing before him into a thick cyan flame giant shield.
Symbols flowed on the shield’s surface, emitting a solid spiritual light.
"Bang!"
The Exotic Cold Iron Rod heavily struck the Fire Shield.
The sound was muffled, making the surrounding space ripple with waves.
The full power close-range strike of a Divine Power Realm Body Refining Master contained terrifying power.
The spiritual light of the shield formed by the Cyan Yang Spirit Fire flashed wildly, and the surface instantly crawled with cobweb-like cracks.
Though not completely shattered, it was also dented back, almost pressing against True Monarch Cyan Yang.
An indescribable immense force, through the Fire Shield, struck firmly upon True Monarch Cyan Yang.
"Hmm!"
True Monarch Cyan Yang let out a muffled groan, the Protective Spirit Light around him flickering violently, and his whole body was hit as if by a heavy hammer, involuntarily flying backward dozens of yards before barely stabilizing himself.
His complexion turned slightly pale, his internal blood and Qi boiled like a cauldron, and he felt a faint pain from all over his Dao Body, having suffered a mild shock.
Shen Xuan’s sudden close strike did not completely breach the protective Cyan Fire Spirit Shield.
But the terrifying power of the Divine Power Realm Body Refining Cultivator still impacted his Nascent Soul Dao Body through the Spirit Shield’s defense.
True Monarch Cyan Yang steadied his somewhat disheveled figure, the Nascent Soul Spiritual Light within him circulated, quickly calming the tumultuous Spiritual Power and the faintly aching Dao Body.
His expression turned gloomy as he looked towards the formidable Profound Ice Divine Dragon coiled in the void opposite, his gaze complex.
Divine Power Realm Body Refining, Ice Technique Golden Core, Fire Spirit Dao Body, in addition to Tier Three accomplishments in Talisman Mastery and Pill Mastery...
Any of these identities would be enough to make an ordinary Cultivator remarkable, and now they were all condensed in one person.
"Given time, if this person manages to successfully condense a Nascent Soul..."
"I’m afraid no one in Yan Country’s Nascent Soul can underestimate the Cyan Cloud Sect."
True Monarch Cyan Yang’s thoughts raced.
A Loose Cultivator with no backing could not possibly achieve such accomplishments at this age.
It was rumored that this person was the descendant of True Monarch Shen of Jin Country.
Only after turning sixty did he awaken his bloodline and soar to great heights.
Now it seemed the rumors were true.
The strength Shen Xuan showed surpassed the scope of a regular Golden Core Cultivator, truly living up to the title of Song Country’s double prodigy.
I fear even Celestial Star True Master of Profound Celestial Sect pales in comparison to him.
In the brief exchange just now, I unexpectedly suffered a small loss.
True Monarch Cyan Yang came fully to his senses.
This magical duel was far more challenging than he had anticipated.
No wonder True Master Yu Ding specifically advised him before departure to act carefully.
If you can fight, then fight; if you can’t, then prioritize peace.
At their level, while Sect prestige is undeniably important, preserving oneself and maintaining one’s Dao is fundamental.
"Again!"
Seizing the initiative in an instant, how could Shen Xuan let it go?
Thunder flashed again on his dragon body, employing Thunder Escape Technique, relentlessly pursuing like a shadow, a massive shadow instantly enshrouding True Monarch Cyan Yang.
True Monarch Cyan Yang let out a cold snort, holding nothing back.
The Magical Power surrounding him surged violently, unleashing the vast pressure of his Nascent Soul Spirit Body without reservation, flooding the area.
Both hands quickly formed seals, the fire-controlling flag before him fluttered wildly, heavily waving down!
"Boom!"
In the immense sky above, Cyan Yang Spirit Fire erupted entirely.
No longer in a gentle and restrained form, it transformed into a blazing tide of fire that seemed to scorch the heavens and boil the seas, with fierce flames and violent Spiritual Qi storms intertwining, enveloping a Magical Treasure that slowly rose.
It was a protective cover entirely crimson, resembling an overturned giant bowl.
Nine dragons coiled around the cover, mouths agape, each spouting flames of different colors.
The nine fire dragons were lifelike, their eyes wide with anger, emanating an aura of destruction that made one’s heart palpitate.
"Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover?"
Shen Xuan’s dragon eyes narrowed, then relaxed.
"Fortunately, it’s just a replica."
If it were indeed that legendary Spiritual Treasure containing the Artifact Spirit of nine fire dragons, capable of releasing ninefold Three Pure True Flames with space confinement and incinerating powers.
Even he, with the Nirvana Phoenix Body, would not dare take it head-on, only able to turn tail and escape.
This Spiritual Treasure before him, with nine fire dragons, only one emitted a faint spirituality, while the other eight were mere illusions.
The flames they spouted were not Three Pure True Flames but rather Cyan Yang Spirit Fire mixed with two other lesser-ranked Heaven and Earth Spirit Fires.
Though grand in momentum, it could not intimidate him.
As he watched the Divine Fire Cover coiled with nine dragons bearing down with destructive might, Shen Xuan’s dragon body swayed, and his figure suddenly turned illusory.
Yin Yang Walking Technique!
He did not confront it head-on but directly slipped into the seams of the void, avoiding the face of the Divine Fire Cover.
The next moment, thunder flashed again, and he appeared behind True Monarch Cyan Yang, with the enormous dragon claw tightly gripping the Exotic Cold Iron Rod.
No fancy moves, just a horizontal sweep condensing all his terrifying power!
True Monarch Cyan Yang anticipated this, not turning, but instead swinging his hand backward.
The surging waves of fire behind surged back as if being manipulated by thought.
The Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover expanded sharply, transforming into a crimson light cover stretching over several miles, rushing downward onto Shen Xuan’s head.
The nine fire dragons roared in unison, spouting a combined massive fire pillar, aiming to incinerate and confine him along with that slice of space.
"Begone!"
The transformed Shen Xuan roared, echoing through the heavens.
The Exotic Cold Iron Rod, with the momentum of wind and thunder, neither dodging nor evading, flew ferociously towards the enclosing Divine Fire Cover wall!
As the rod passed, it made the space groan under the burden.
The Exotic Cold Iron Rod crashed into the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Cover with a massive sound.