Wu Hua was injured.
Although he blocked every one of Ye Qiu’s attacks with his vajra alms bowl, the tremendous power carried on the spear tip still shook and wounded his hand.
He felt both shock and fury.
After all, he possessed an indestructible vajra body, yet Ye Qiu had used such a savage assault that he forcibly split the web between the thumb and forefinger of Wu Hua’s left hand.
“What kind of freak is this Ye Changsheng? How does he grow stronger the longer he fights?”
A chill rose in Wu Hua’s heart.
At that moment, Ye Qiu launched another onslaught. The dragon-patterned spear thrust out rapidly, blazing spear gleams resembling long dragons that continuously assailed Wu Hua without any gap.
“Enough!”
After parrying this fierce wave, Wu Hua suddenly roared. His eyes shone brilliantly, like two divine lamps shooting out beams of flame, terrifying to behold.
His entire body seemed cast from gold. The vajra pestle in his right hand emitted heart-palpitating fluctuations.
“Kill!”
Wu Hua unleashed a ferocious attack, swinging the vajra pestle in a frenzy of smashes towards Ye Qiu.
In an instant, half the sky turned golden.
Ye Qiu showed no fear. He gripped the dragon-patterned spear and charged forward courageously.
The vajra pestle and dragon-patterned spear clashed rapidly, sparking bursts of flames that shook heaven and earth.
In the blink of an eye, they had exchanged several hundred moves, neither gaining the upper hand.
“I offer divine blood to the vajra!”
Wu Hua abruptly bellowed, bit the tip of his tongue, spat out a mouthful of blood, and sprayed it onto the vajra pestle.
Instantly, the vajra pestle seemed fully awakened. As Wu Hua swung it, a golden divine beam several hundred zhang long appeared.
This beam streaked across the sky like a comet trailing a long tail, hurtling fiercely towards Ye Qiu.
Sensing the might of this strike, Ye Qiu swiftly dodged. The beam passed by his side and crashed into the ground.
Boom!
A crack several hundred zhang long split the earth, resembling a massive canyon.
Buzz!
Wu Hua swung the vajra pestle again. One golden beam after another shot into the sky like sharp arrows aimed at Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu’s expression changed slightly as he continued to evade.
Whoosh.
Another beam grazed past him and flew into the distance, shattering a mountain peak into dust.
This time, the faces of all the onlookers changed.
Wu Hua’s attacks were simply too domineering. Although he was only at the peak of the Cave Heaven realm, the combat power he unleashed far surpassed that level.
“With his current strength, ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators would not be his match.”
“Such an enemy is truly terrifying.”
“Can Big Brother hold him off?” Mo Tianji asked, his face grave.
Lin Da Niao replied, “I believe Big Brother will definitely slaughter him.”
At that moment, Wu Hua’s voice rang out.
“Ye Changsheng, if you have the guts, stop dodging!” Wu Hua sneered coldly.
Ye Qiu cursed, “Bald donkey, use whatever tricks you still have. Otherwise, I’ll soon send you to the western heavens.”
“Hmph!” Wu Hua snorted coldly, held the vajra alms bowl in his left hand, gripped the vajra pestle tightly in his right, then abruptly charged into the void before diving straight down towards Ye Qiu’s head.
At this instant, the battle power radiating from Wu Hua reached an unbelievable degree.
“You really think I’m afraid of you?”
Ye Qiu shouted coldly, then thrust his spear against the heavens and met the vajra pestle head-on.
Clang!
This collision shook heaven and earth, moved ghosts and gods. The terrifying aftermath spread outward like a towering wave.
“Retreat quickly.”
Yun Xi warned, then retreated swiftly.
Hu Zi grabbed the primordial spirit of the Long-Browed Zhenren in one hand while the fire lion strode thousands of metres in a single step.
Mo Tianji seized Lin Da Niao’s primordial spirit and muttered, “Fall back three thousand metres.”
The weaker disciples of the Azure Cloud Sword Sect retreated a little slowly and were caught by the aftermath.
“Ah…”
A large group screamed in pain and fell to their knees on the spot. The pressure was so immense that they could not stand.
As for Ye Qiu and Wu Hua in the centre of the battlefield, they remained locked in their colliding posture, staring at each other.
Bang!
Suddenly, a ruthless look appeared on Wu Hua’s face. He raised his left hand and smashed the vajra alms bowl down towards Ye Qiu’s head.
Ye Qiu did not hesitate. He threw a punch straight up.
Clang!
His fist met the vajra alms bowl squarely, producing a heaven-shaking explosion.
Seeing Ye Qiu block the bowl with his bare fist, Wu Hua’s lips curled into a cold smile. He abruptly retreated, then swung the vajra pestle like a heavenly pillar crashing down towards the group of Azure Cloud Sword Sect disciples.
This strike was incomparably mighty. If it landed, those disciples would undoubtedly die.
At the critical moment, Ye Qiu hurled his dragon-patterned spear.
Whoosh!
Like a bolt of lightning, the spear knocked the vajra pestle off course, preventing it from falling.
Ye Qiu stepped forward, instantly shielding the disciples, and roared at Wu Hua, “You actually attack onlookers. You deserve to die.”
Wu Hua remained indifferent. “A bunch of ants. If they die, they die.”
“As a Buddhist, you disregard life. Today I cannot let you live.” Ye Qiu reached out. The dragon-patterned spear flew back into his palm. Then, spear in hand, he charged to kill.
Wu Hua immediately brought the vajra pestle smashing down, as though an entire sky was pressing down, its terrifying pressure utterly horrifying.
The fierce battle erupted once more.
The vajra alms bowl in Wu Hua’s left hand was like an enormous rock. While swinging the pestle, he also smashed with the bowl.
Killing intent covered heaven and earth.
In just a few minutes, the two exchanged over a thousand blows. Neither retreated a single step.
Ye Qiu had already unleashed one hundred percent of his power, yet he could not suppress Wu Hua. Likewise, Wu Hua exerted his full strength but could not defeat Ye Qiu.
They traded blow for blow in a dragon-tiger contest. The surroundings were reduced to ruins, a complete mess.
Only the golden coffin lay quietly at the edge of the broken cliff, motionless.
“Wu Hua is too strong!”
Worry covered Yun Xi’s beautiful face. She asked herself honestly: if she fought Wu Hua, even at full strength, she probably could not withstand ten moves.
At this moment, Wu Hua was like a true Buddha, utterly terrifying.
Long-Browed Zhenren, now with his head restored, sat on the fire lion’s back and said, “I really don’t know what that little brat is dawdling for. If it were this poor daoist, I would have sacrificed a divine artefact and finished off that bald donkey long ago.”
Yun Xi shook her head. “It is not yet time to use divine artefacts. Although their fight is fierce, neither has played their strongest trump card.”
“However, after fighting this long without either gaining the upper hand, it seems they are about to reveal their final cards…”
Before Yun Xi could finish, Wu Hua shouted, “Ye Changsheng, open your eyes wide and witness what true invincibility at the same realm looks like.”
Boom!
As his words fell, divine light blazed from Wu Hua’s body. In an instant, ten cave heavens appeared behind him.
