The Demon with Holy Radiance

The vines were covered in thorns that easily pierced the Lamp Dragon’s body, releasing a blood-red poisonous mist that seeped into its form.

Yang An reacted with incredible speed. The moment the vines ensnared him, the orb of light atop the Lamp Dragon’s head burst forth with a blinding radiance, like a miniature sun.

The light enveloped the Lamp Dragon’s body, forcibly dissolving the vines. At the same time, the dragon raised its claws high and slashed down.

Countless pillars of light, originating from the orb, descended from the sky, rapidly slicing through everything on the ground. In an instant, any fiendish creature on the surface was indiscriminately obliterated by the barrage.

In the blink of an eye, the Lamp Dragon broke free from its confinement. The pillars of light had sliced the fiendish creatures to pieces, and clouds of blood-red steam rose from their remains.

But just then, Yang An’s consciousness wavered. The massive golden dragon’s body suddenly turned ethereal and disintegrated in an instant.

The poisonous mist from the vines’ thorns had actually dissolved his Technique!

’The Power of Rules?!’

Yang An had no time to think. The moment the Lamp Dragon collapsed, his physical body materialized. At the same time, a massive shadow loomed behind him.

Countless pieces of rotting wood and flesh had formed a giant. A storm of spinning leaves gathered in the giant’s hands and came hurtling toward him.

’Light and Shadow...’

Yang An instinctively tried to activate his Light and Shadow Escape Technique, but countless vines shot out from all directions, already upon him.

A cyan glow erupted from his body as he simultaneously unleashed countless rays of light to hold the vines at bay.

’Every one of this guy’s moves is insidious and venomous. I can’t let him touch me.’ Yang An was extremely cautious on this point.

But because the vines held him in place, Yang An was struck head-on by the storm.

Countless leaves frantically shredded the cyan light protecting Yang An, enveloping him completely in an airtight sphere.

But Yang An refused to be outdone. Temporarily safe within the cyan light, he used the Great Brightness Buddha Golden Zen Spell to summon his own storm of radiance.

The two storms clashed, sweeping across the land. In an instant, they annihilated everything in the vicinity, even sucking the air away and creating a vacuum.

The number of leaves swelled, with every leaf for thousands of meters around flying toward the vortex, blotting out the sky.

At the same time, the Rotting Wood Giant, using its palm as a blade, ignored the swirling Golden Radiance and charged fiercely at Yang An.

BOOM—

Yang An’s figure was blasted out of the storm, crashing heavily into the ground and carving out a massive crater.

Fortunately, the cyan light around him only shattered the moment he hit the ground. He hadn’t been touched directly by Jishan.

The Rotting Wood Giant looked down condescendingly at Yang An. From atop its head, Jishan’s stooped figure emerged.

"Is this the confidence that made you wait here for me?"

he said with a sneer, his eyes brimming with killing intent.

"You managed to block that, but what about the next?"

His figure vanished from the Rotting Wood Giant, reappearing the next instant in the air above Yang An.

The Rotting Wood Giant immediately disintegrated, its remains turning to flesh and blood that seeped into the ground.

The entire world began to tremble violently, as if the heavens were falling and the earth was splitting asunder.

"Giant Rotting Forest! Wood God!"

Innumerable tendrils of flesh and vegetation erupted from the ground like thorns, stretching endlessly toward the sky. They twisted and interwove, forming one colossal spike.

Unexpectedly, the spike shot straight through Jishan’s body from below, impaling him completely. Torrents of blood gushed from his body, flowing down the length of the massive thorn.

The blood congealed on the spike, forming countless bizarre, densely packed symbols that pulsed with a faint red glow.

"Heaven-Overturning Cone!"

Jishan coughed up blood, yet he showed no sign of weakness. With a crazed look in his eyes, he roared.

In that instant, Yang An, who had just pushed himself off the ground, suddenly felt the world spin as if heaven and earth were being inverted.

A light flashed around him as he instantly activated his Light and Shadow Escape Technique, teleporting a thousand meters away. Yet he remained trapped within that bizarre, inverted space.

After a momentary daze, he was horrified to find himself directly beneath the spike that had originally erupted from the ground.

The spike was now somehow in the sky, plummeting toward him. When Yang An tried to use his Light and Shadow Escape Technique again, he couldn’t move—the space around him had been sealed.

The spike still pierced Jishan’s body as he spread his arms wide, as if to embrace Yang An as the massive weapon descended.

At that moment, Yang An felt as if the sky itself was falling. An inexplicable pressure born of fear and despair crushed him, making it hard to breathe. He felt overwhelmed, utterly incapable of facing the attack.

’I can’t hold back anymore!’

He had only wanted to probe Jishan’s abilities, but the man had immediately unleashed a killing move, giving him no opportunity to test the waters.

Under the terrifying pressure, Yang An found himself locked in place. He decided to stop holding back and unleash his full power.

Rays of light shot from his body, coalescing into a sprawling Spiritual Light Net that instantly retracted to envelop him.

Yang An’s body began to expand violently. As he activated his Body Refining Technique, his Forbidden Artifact Fragment emerged between his eyebrows. Using the Power of Rules, he drew upon the power of light, transforming into a Light Giant that stood hundreds of feet tall.