The Changbai Mountain Wusheng erupted from the ground, standing in the void opposite the Blood Demon Flood Dragon.
Being driven into the earth by the Blood Demon Flood Dragon earlier had only made him appear somewhat disheveled; it had caused no substantial damage.
"I didn't expect you, this little flood dragon, to have some real skill. It seems I'll have to show some of my own!"
The Changbai Mountain Wusheng stretched out his arms. His gaunt body continuously expanded in the eyes of the onlookers, and specks of golden light flickered on his skin…
"Zhang San Golden Body!"
"I can't believe Wusheng would even use the Zhang San Golden Body to deal with a flood dragon in the early Core Condensation realm," Jian Xian Wuchen remarked, his interest piqued.
Having lived for so long, he had rarely witnessed the Changbai Mountain Wusheng unleash this ultimate technique.
'Zhang San Golden Body' was the body-refining technique cultivated by the Changbai Mountain Wusheng.
Legend had it that the Changbai Mountain Wusheng was a tomb robber with a full head of hair in his youth. Utilizing his lean physique, he had conquered many mysterious tombs, and the 'Zhang San Golden Body' was obtained from an extremely ancient sage's tomb.
According to the Changbai Mountain Wusheng himself, once the 'Zhang San Golden Body' reached mastery, in combat, his body could reach thirteen feet in height, rendering him impervious to water and fire, immune to all poisons, and with a battle prowess comparable to a peak Earth Immortal.
However, the only drawback to this Zhang San Golden Body was that as the Changbai Mountain Wusheng cultivated it, his hairline receded higher and higher, until eventually, not a single hair remained on his head, which caused him some minor distress.
"Haha, come on!"
At this moment, the Changbai Mountain Wusheng's body was three meters tall, topped with a massive bald head. Golden light emanated from his body, dazzling under the sun, like a god of war.
The Changbai Mountain Wusheng transformed into a dazzling streak of golden light and charged directly at the Blood Demon Flood Dragon. His speed was so great that before the flood dragon could react, the Changbai Mountain Wusheng had already collided with its vulnerable seven-inch spot.
The immense force sent the Blood Demon Flood Dragon flying back dozens of meters, tumbling through the air. Faint indentations appeared on its crimson scales.
The Blood Demon Flood Dragon cried out in pain, letting out a deafening roar. This was the first time since its arrival on Earth that it had suffered a disadvantage in a head-on physical confrontation. A hint of ferocity appeared in its massive, blood-red eyes.
"Blood Dragon Grasp!"
The Blood Demon Flood Dragon extended its massive dragon claws slightly forward. Immediately, a dragon claw imprint exceeding ten feet in length was condensed and hurled towards the Changbai Mountain Wusheng.
The illusory dragon claw imprint seemed to encompass heaven and earth, freezing space. Under this pressure, the locked-on Changbai Mountain Wusheng found even movement becoming difficult.
However, the Changbai Mountain Wusheng had no intention of evading. He straightened his body, clenched his fists, and slammed a punch towards the dragon claw imprint!
The two collided, not with earth-shattering explosions. The illusory dragon claw closed gently, directly trapping the Changbai Mountain Wusheng within.
"What kind of technique is this?"
The watching Daoist Wuchen and others looked on in astonishment. No matter what kind of exotic beast this Blood Demon Flood Dragon was, it was still merely a demonic beast. Yet, the techniques it displayed were akin to the spells of human cultivators, profoundly mysterious.
One had to understand that the reason demonic beasts possessed formidable combat power was entirely due to their physically robust racial advantage. But if their combat techniques were not inferior to humans, how terrifying would their battle prowess be?
What they didn't know was that ordinary demonic beasts indeed relied solely on their physical bodies for combat, but the Blood Demon Flood Dragon was different. It had learned the ways of true dragons. Despite its colossal size, its combat techniques and methods were no less potent than those of the native creatures on Earth.
"Devour the World!"
After trapping the Changbai Mountain Wusheng, the Blood Demon Flood Dragon, without hesitation, unleashed the Blood Dragon clan's devouring secret art, intending to swallow him whole.
With its strength, even if the Changbai Mountain Wusheng's physique was superior, once swallowed, he would be refined by the secret art and become a part of its body.
The Blood Demon Flood Dragon opened its maw, like a colossal black hole, exuding a powerful devouring force that stirred up a strong vortex of air.
"Vajra Rage! Break!"
At this moment, feeling the extremely strong devouring force emanating from the Blood Demon Flood Dragon's mouth, the Changbai Mountain Wusheng finally shed his underestimation. A hint of solemnity appeared in his golden eyes.
His fists, like two massive hammers, struck the illusory dragon claw fiercely. A series of crisp, metal-clanging sounds echoed, deafening.
Finally, when the Changbai Mountain Wusheng was less than three Zhang away from the Blood Demon Flood Dragon, he shattered the grasping phantom. The dragon claw illusion dissolved into a torrent of blood-red light.
The Changbai Mountain Wusheng's three-meter-tall body flew out of the blood-red light and surged towards the Blood Demon Flood Dragon. The man and the beast clashed once more.
After unleashing the 'Zhang San Golden Body,' the Changbai Mountain Wusheng's strength and speed had both greatly improved. His fists rained down upon the Blood Demon Flood Dragon's body…
The immense force made the Blood Demon Flood Dragon struggle to endure. Several of its scales shattered, and crimson blood flowed from the wounds, scattering across the sky.
Fortunately, its massive body and exceptionally resilient life force allowed it to withstand damage for a considerable time.
"This flood dragon's combat techniques are surprisingly profound, unlike ordinary demonic beasts that only instinctively use their bodies to fight. Moreover, its vitality is incredibly strong. It seems Wusheng won't be able to subdue it in a short while," Jian Xian Wuchen remarked, marveling at how the Changbai Mountain Wusheng had suffered a slight disadvantage due to his initial carelessness.
Daoist Changsheng had already witnessed the Blood Demon Flood Dragon's strength. He and Bai Tu, fighting together, could only flee in disarray. If not for the protection of the Bai family's formation, they might have both been devoured by the Blood Demon Flood Dragon.
"This Blood Demon Flood Dragon is so protective of those few individuals. It seems they are all extremely close to Master Zhang," Daoist Changsheng said with a thoughtful glint in his eyes.
"In that case, I shall capture those individuals first, to avoid further complications," Bai Tu said menacingly, his gaze fixed on Lin Haotian and the others.
As he spoke, Bai Tu lightly brushed a white bone jade tablet at his waist. Three ghost generals emerged from the tablet, hovering in front of him.
"Capture them for me. I want them alive," Bai Tu commanded.
"Yes, Master."
The three ghost generals, over a Zhang tall, floated in the void like giants. Their illusory bodies exuded a powerful and chilling aura.
Dealing with a group of martial artists whose strength peaked at the Sacred Domain, Bai Tu couldn't be bothered to act himself. Within the white bone jade tablet he nurtured, there were thirty-six ghost generals, each possessing the strength of an early Divine Realm expert. If the thirty-six ghost generals combined to form the Disha Ghost General Formation, they could even contend with an early Core Condensation realm expert.
This was one of his most potent abilities after condensing his Nascent Core and cultivating to the Earth Immortal realm.
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