Chapter 759: Chapter 481: Congratulations, Your Majesty—After Hardship Comes Blessing, Advancing to the Heavenly Human Realm!
"No...nonsense...kill...these...monks..."
Pei Niannu’s fragmented voice echoed in the sea of hearts.
At this moment, Zhao Douan clearly sensed the former’s intense hatred towards the monks in front of him.
"Tianhai, act quickly! Do not delay any longer!"
At this point, witnessing Zhao Douan’s transformation, the head of Precepts shouted sternly!
"Noisy! Shut up!" Tianhai turned his head, furiously scolding the head, as if the violence in his heart was magnified, he turned back and took another step.
Without any hesitation, he straightened the Six Paths Stick in his hand and thrust it towards Zhao Douan!
As if he wanted to pierce a hole through him!
The black-haired, red-robed, silver-eyed Zhao Douan came back to his senses, without dodging, he mimicked the motion and thrust the Taia Sword forward.
The sword tip accurately held against the front end of the Six Paths Stick.
"Boom!!!!"
The table between the two exploded into cracks, shattered into pieces, turning into dust.
From the point of collision between their weapons, a circle of visible dust spread out underfoot, followed by a second circle, a third... the ground like a marsh, rippling out.
The violent clash of Qi Mechanism and Mana nearly extinguished the air in the surrounding area.
Everyone only felt a brief ringing in their ears, with the weaker ones instinctively retreating, covering their ears, faces pale.
Tianhai’s face changed slightly, with his deep accumulation, though just at the initial stage of the World, his Mana was as rich as the Middle Grade.
According to expectation, suppressing Zhao Douan, who had just had a Breakthrough a few days ago, should have been unquestionable.
But in this power clash, he not only gained no advantage, but the Qi energy fed back from the Six Paths Stick made sparks jump off his skin!
If not for the Ming King’s possession, just this hit would have injured his flesh!
"The World Middle Grade? How is it possible?!"
All three of Tianhai’s pupils narrowed simultaneously, forming an incomprehensible conjecture.
However, there was no time to think, almost reflexively, his naturally vertical eye on his forehead opened, and a beam of Buddha Light shot out from the "Compassionate Eye."
Zhao Douan heard "Pei Niannu" snort coldly, his spare left hand lifted on its own, and in his palm was an ancient seal slowly rotating.
The Suppressing Object of the Water God lineage, Mystic Turtle Seal!
This ancient Suppressing Object unexpectedly obtained from Hu Ting had been in Zhao Douan’s possession for a long time, but because he was ultimately a Martial Artist, he had always struggled to unleash the true power of the Magic Artifact.
But at this moment, as the Mystic Turtle Seal fell into Pei Niannu’s hand, rolling water gushed from the seal, gathering into a Water Mirror in front of him!
The Buddha Light shot from the "Compassionate Eye" collided with the mirror of the Water Mirror, hissing as it dissolved, as if being devoured.
"Can it really work like this? Indeed, my use of Magic Artifacts is lacking, compared with a true Magician, worlds apart."
Zhao Douan remained leisurely, clicking his tongue in admiration.
Simultaneously, the Taia Sword in his right hand did not pause, but instead used the Peach Blossom Sword Technique to clash and entwine with Tianhai’s Six Paths Stick.
The collision of these two extraordinary weapons made the entire Barrier flash frantically.
At this moment, the Buddha Light gradually dimmed, Tianhai’s magic attacks came to a temporary halt, yet the Water Mirror did not dissipate, remaining suspended in the air, its surface rippling with light, becoming bright with each breath.
Subsequently, Tianhai’s face changed dramatically, as a beam of Buddha Light shot out from the Water Mirror, returning along the original path!
The vertical eye on his forehead almost instinctively closed, relying on the green-black skin of his Dharmic appearance to resist.
"Hm..."
The little monk grunted, his feet plowed the ground, knocked back nearly a zhang by the Buddha Light, leaving two deep grooves in the earth from his feet.
Tianhai felt both fear and anger, suddenly, the other two arms behind him moved!
The wrists belonging to the Divine turned, and the Vajra Rope, a whip of red bronze, suddenly extended, lashing towards Zhao Douan.
"Bang!"
The Water Mirror was forcibly shattered, spraying water flowers everywhere, like falling rain.
In the void, a golden rod coiled with a red string met the attack, and the whip uncontrollably coiled around the rod, attempting to seize it, but failed, leading to a stalemate.
At this moment, another arm suddenly threw the Three-Colored Sword, a Longsword enwrapped in flames, condensed by Mana, rushing towards Zhao Douan’s face.
Zhao Douan’s mind stirred, a dark fly dagger flew out from his lower back!
After entering the world, the potential of the Golden Crow Flying Dagger was fully unleashed, as if possessing intelligence, it tangled with the Three-Colored Sword mid-air.
Simultaneously, the Taia Sword in Zhao Douan’s hand flipped, with phantasmal peach blossoms gathering and then scattering.
Both shared a similar martial arts path, Tianhai perhaps a bit stronger, but Zhao Douan steadily gained the upper hand, relying on his Divine Weapon and "Middle Grade" realm.
The little monk retreated step by step, struggling to hold on, sweat beading on his forehead.
Zhao Douan disappointedly said:
"It seems, you have no more means, I thought with your fierce momentum, you would have improved, but now it seems, nothing more than this."
Meanwhile, he suddenly felt the radiance of the Taia Sword brightened on its own, the Dragon Essence within him also awakened on its own.
As if stimulated by some celestial phenomenon.
Has it succeeded?
He maintained a calm face, gently sighed, his expression turning indifferent:
"If so, let’s end this."
As he spoke, crimson threads abruptly descended from the sky, attacking from all directions, entwining around the Divine’s arms, Tianhai’s limbs, and body...
"What do you want to do..."
Tianhai felt a strong sense of crisis, the Six Paths Stick in his hand sweeping out countless phantoms, forcing Zhao Douan back.
Struggling desperately, yet tightly bound by the illusory red threads, like an insect trapped in a spider’s web, the more it struggled, the deeper it sank.
Zhao Douan lightly withdrew, reaching the gate of the residence courtyard, calmly striking out with a slash.
At the same time, the Ming King apparition possessing Tianhai was forcibly expelled from his body, the red ropes were entwined around the body of the Divine.