Chapter 1293 - 1294: Crushing Zhan Tian
What’s more, if he didn’t fight today, the shadow of Xiao Tianyu in his mind would definitely give birth to a Heart Demon.
Buzz~
A violent wind rose as Demon Armor wrapped around Zhan Tian’s body; Demon might surged endlessly. In an instant, heaven and earth resounded with sword howls, the Power of Laws suppressing the world. Although Xiao Tianyu had already comprehended the Dao, there was still a massive gap between their realms.
In this battle, he, Zhan Tian, would not lose.
Also, he could not lose.
As for Xiao Tianyu, his gaze was calm as he looked down on Zhan Tian from above. Daoist Skills flowed naturally; the Path of Heaven and Earth seemed wholly within his grasp.
Whoosh~
Suddenly, Xiao Tianyu’s figure vanished, like a bolt of lightning. Only a few afterimages remained in the void, not yet fully dispersed. When he reappeared, he was already right in front of Zhan Tian.
Bang~
With a single palm strike, boundless Dao Power suppressed the heavens; the void trembled, like an Azure Dragon roaring.
Whoosh~
The Sword Power on Zhan Tian’s body grew even stronger as his Divine Level Ninth Layer aura erupted. Raising his hand, he slashed a sword toward Xiao Tianyu. However, under Xiao Tianyu’s Dao Power, no matter how strong that sword was, it was completely annihilated.
Boom~
In an instant, an irresistible force descended from the sky and landed on Zhan Tian’s body. Zhan Tian staggered back two steps, horror flashing in his eyes, his face slightly pale.
"I’m stupid? And with your current pathetic strength, how do you expect to fight me?" Xiao Tianyu stared at Zhan Tian, a hint of contempt in his eyes.
Earlier, Xiao Tianyu had asked if the Wind and Cloud Banquet was over.
Zhan Tian’s response was that Xiao Tianyu was extremely foolish.
But now, who was the fool?
Buzz~
Before Xiao Tianyu’s words fell, a vast Dao Power gathered in the firmament, forming a Daoist Abyss. Sensing the energy contained within that abyss, everyone felt that this power could crush everything.
"Kill!" A cold voice spilled from Xiao Tianyu’s mouth as a giant palm condensed within the abyss and descended from the heavens.
Dao Power—irresistible.
The Sword Power on Zhan Tian’s body, beneath this Dao Power, completely dissipated into nothingness. No matter how strong Zhan Tian was, he seemed to have no power to resist.
Bang~
With a thunderous boom, that Palm Seal slammed into Zhan Tian’s body. Zhan Tian was directly swatted away, spewing a mouthful of fresh blood, his complexion deathly pale.
Zhan Tian was indeed strong, but what he had comprehended was only Law, whereas Xiao Tianyu wielded Daoist Skills. These two kinds of power were not on the same level at all. Even if Zhan Tian’s Cultivation surpassed Xiao Tianyu’s by two major realms, he still had almost no chance to fight back.
"So this is that self-proclaimed ’extraordinary’ strength of yours!" Xiao Tianyu mocked.
"You..." Suspended in midair, Zhan Tian glared sharply at Xiao Tianyu, his expression growing even more Tie Qing, and then another mouthful of blood spurted out.
Xiao Tianyu walked leisurely toward him. With every step he took, his Dao Power grew more terrifying, seemingly endless. The two City Lords atop the city wall were both visibly shaken; this was the second layer of Daoist Skills.
At the Divine Level Seventh Layer, he had already reached the second layer of悟道. It could be seen that Xiao Tianyu had comprehended the Dao even before reaching the Divine Level Seventh Layer, and the Dao he comprehended was an extremely terrifying one.
The Three Thousand Great Dao were endless; Daoist Skills were myriad and categorized into many types, naturally with strengths and weaknesses.
As for the Dao Xiao Tianyu had comprehended, here, no one could discern what kind of Dao it was.
At this moment, Zhan Tian felt that with every step Xiao Tianyu took, the oppressive force on his body grew heavier, almost unbearable. A faint hint of dread flickered in his eyes.
Today, at this Wind and Cloud Banquet, his so-called second place was likely going to be crushed. If so, all those words Zhan Tian had spoken to Xiao Tianyu before would become a complete joke.
"Earlier, because Mo Qingluan handed me ten thousand Spirit Stones, you took it out on me, even saying that I wasn’t worthy of Mo Qingluan’s favor, but you were?" Xiao Tianyu’s voice boomed, causing Mo Qingluan below to blush slightly, her beautiful eyes glaring fiercely at Xiao Tianyu.
Yet once these words came out, the crowd all showed strange expressions. So it turned out that long before, Zhan Tian had already held a grudge against Xiao Tianyu. No wonder Xiao Tianyu humiliated him like this.
"I will not lose!"
Right then, a sky-shattering Demon might suddenly erupted from Zhan Tian’s body. In the void, abyss after Demon abyss layered upward, shrouding the heavens. As for Zhan Tian, he seemed to have completely transformed into a Demon King; his scarlet eyes brimmed with boundless ferocity.
"But does it help?" Xiao Tianyu continued his slow steps forward. Those Demon abysses exploded with bangs under his feet, Xiao Tianyu’s Dao Power directly suppressing all Demon might.
Next, Xiao Tianyu’s large hand suddenly reached down from the void, unstoppable. No matter how terrifying Zhan Tian was, under this palm he had nowhere to hide.
Boom~
Another deafening crash rang out as Zhan Tian’s body was once again blasted away by Xiao Tianyu.
Demon Heaven’s expression also turned quite ugly at the sight.
Just earlier, when he had battled Zhan Tian, he had only barely edged out a win.
But now Xiao Tianyu was utterly crushing Zhan Tian in a one-sided abuse. In that case, if Xiao Tianyu were to make a move against him, Demon Heaven, could he possibly win?
It could be said that the current Demon Heaven had completely lost the arrogance he had shown before.
Before Xiao Tianyu had even fought, they were already saying "you’re first, he’s second." Thinking back on it now—how ridiculous.
"Die!" At this moment, Xiao Tianyu spoke coldly, a hint of killing intent flashing in his eyes as his great hand reached out through the air toward Zhan Tian, filling Zhan Tian’s eyes with despair. Zhan Tian seemed about to fall at Xiao Tianyu’s hands.
Buzz~
All of a sudden, a vast power descended from the heavens; a mighty Demon might enveloped Xiao Tianyu’s body, irresistible. With a thunderous boom, Xiao Tianyu’s body was sent flying, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
What just happened?
The surrounding crowd was utterly terrified, their gazes shooting toward the distant sky. There, Demon might rolled like a tide, obliterating all things.
Huh?
Mo Xuan suddenly stood up, staring into the void with razor-sharp eyes. Shortly after, they saw a middle-aged man riding a sword through the air, radiating earth-shattering Demon might, as if heaven and earth themselves changed color beneath his shroud.
"It’s the Sword Demon!"
"The Sword Demon is here. He came for his Demon Sword disciple, Zhan Tian!"
"..."
Many people were struck with terror. Zhan Tian was the disciple of the Sword Demon, and now that Zhan Tian was on the brink of death, he finally appeared.
"Sword Demon, what do you mean by this?" Mo Xuan demanded.
"My disciple has already lost. Why must you go for the killing blow?" Standing atop the Demon Sword, the Sword Demon addressed Mo Xuan, his expression indifferent. But Xiao Tianyu spoke up, "I didn’t hear him admit defeat."
"I’m speaking with the City Lord. What are you supposed to be?" the Sword Demon snorted coldly, a beam of demonic light flashing from his pupils. At once, Xiao Tianyu felt as though his soul were trembling; clearly, this man was terrifying beyond measure.
"Sword Demon, you’re far too presumptuous!" Mo Xuan swept his great hand, blocking the Sword Demon’s demonic gaze, and said coldly, "To make a move against a junior—Sword Demon, isn’t that rather disgraceful?"
"I came only for my disciple. Mo Xuan, are you planning to stand against me?" the Sword Demon snorted.
"Such are the rules of the Wind and Cloud Banquet!"
"Rules are made by people. Today I’m taking my disciple away from here, and I’d like to see whether you, Mo Xuan, dare to stop me!" The Sword Demon’s voice was overbearingly arrogant. Mo Xuan’s expression turned quite grim; after all, he was still a City Lord.