“The Three Purities are in one body.”
Although the Three Purities incarnation had the power of the main body, it was ultimately a form of Qing Qi, and was extremely easy to be collapsed. Zhang Tianshui simply absorbed the collapsed Qing Qi into his body, allowing the power of his original body to increase once again.
“Qing Yu, it was the poor Tao that underestimated you, but this battle ——”
Accompanying the sound of thunder was the fierce sword qi, “It’s not over yet.”
Although it was true that he had underestimated Qing Yu, this only pushed what was thought to be a sure victory into the unknown. Zhang Tian Shi would not be deterred by this mistake.
As for Qing Yu, he was happy to play along.
Raising his hand to take the Thunder Blade into his palm, Qing Yu launched his blade, and wild thunder shook the nine heavens.
The power of the Purple Thunder Blade, one faster than the other, one fiercer than the other, the domineering blade and the Heavenly Master’s Sword constantly blasted, and in the sea of thunder, both figures were clothed in thunder and lightning, engaging in a seemingly never-ending battle.
“Dragon and tiger roar with wind and thunder.”
“Raging thunder tears the heavens apart.”
The dragon and tiger roared with the wind and thunder, the angry thunder converged, and ten thousand blades united to tear the heavens and the earth, stirring the heavenly vault with furious strikes that caused the sea of thunder to shake endlessly, and even the outer boundary to tremble violently.
The battle was already at a fever pitch.
Probably no one, except Qing Yu, would have thought earlier that the young True Martial Sect leader would be able to reach such a level, fighting with Zhang Tian Shi, who had been a powerful figure in the world for centuries, to such a situation.
“What to do? Qing Yu’s strength is beyond our imagination.” When Zhang Yuanchu saw this, he could not help but feel anxious and sent a voice transmission to Daoist Feng Yun, the strongest person in the room.
However, his transmission did not receive an immediate reply, as if even Daoist Feng Yun, a strong man who was extremely close to the supreme power, could not determine the final direction of the battle.
Although they could not see the scene inside because of the thunder sea, the turbulent sound was proof that this was a real tiger fight, and that the strength of the two people inside was not as disparate as they had imagined.
“The only thing we can do now is to wait.”
It was a long time before Daoist Feng Yun sent a voice back.
Yes, we can only wait until the dust settles and the winner is revealed. They were not in a position to interfere.
On the other end, Xin Yuan’s face kept changing, showing the unrest in his heart.
“Qing Yu, and the Heavenly Master, their victory or defeat will determine who the future leader of the Daoist sect will actually be. If the Heavenly Master wins, that’s fine, but if it’s Qing Yu ——”
To be honest, Xin Yuan would actually prefer that the person who wins is the Heavenly Master. After fighting with the Heavenly Master for so many years, Xin Yuan has long since figured out the Heavenly Master’s routine and also his mind. When he fought with the Master, Xin Yuan actually felt like a fish in water.
If this opponent was replaced by Qing Yu, then the Buddhist Sect would have a very tricky opponent.
”However, if Qing Yu wins miserably, it is not impossible for the poor monk to have a yellow bird in the back ——”
The seven-coloured glazed light in Xin Yuan’s eyes flashed, constantly calculating the direction of the battle, their victory or defeat, and the possibility of a yellow bird in the back.
But no matter how he calculated, the only thing Xin Yuan could do was to wait until the moment the final result was revealed.
And that wait was a day and a night.
The thunderstorm rumbled on for a day and a night, and the two men inside fought for a day and a night. By the time the sun rose again in the middle of the sky on the second day, the battle seemed to have reached its decisive moment.
“The Vault of Heaven has no regrets…”
The power of the Blood Vault rose to the sky, forming a pillar of blood that rushed out from the sea of thunder, filling the sky and the earth in a spectacular manner.
Qing Yu was in the middle of the pillar of blood, rising up and using his energy to return to the sky, the blood dome and celestial energy rushed back and rolled back, merging with the Heavenly Qiankun Gong to form a huge trigram blood ball.
“Lei Ruoxi – Blood Dome Cang.”
The most extreme Fifth Strike of Heavenly Terror and Earthly Movement and the Blood Vault Cang were fused and executed, and ten thousand thunderbolts blasted together, the thunder in the sea of thunder was also absorbed by Qing Yu in one go, revealing the Heavenly Miao Peak which was already mostly shattered.
“Boom…”
The thunder blasted the earth, bringing about a terrifying momentum, countless thunder balls covered the sky, as dense as a starry rain, completely covering the earth.
“Three Days of Righteousness – Dao Returning to Qing Wei Divine Thunderquake.”
The power of the Three Purities and the qi of the original dao were all incorporated into this move.
The thunder and lightning shocked, and heaven and earth were divided into two landscapes.
The blood-coloured divine thunderbolt blasted in all directions, causing countless black cracks in space.
While Zhang Tian Shi’s Qing Wei Lightning Technique was as clear and pure as it could be, the earth was covered in green and blue lightning.
One day and one place, one on top of the other, the furious thunderbolt moves clashed in the final clash, the blazing thunderbolt impacted the field, the surging qi caused the earth to crumble, and a dazzling thunderbolt burst out, reflecting the heaven and earth into a green and blood-coloured scene.
“Boom…”
The most powerful move of all decided the winner, and under the glowing thunder light, who was the winner?
As the lightning faded, two figures began to reveal themselves, and just then, the trigram blood ball burst and a blade shadow broke out.
Angry thunder tore through the sky and the earth.
The most abrupt strike flew out of the trigram blood ball. Qing Yu had actually hidden the thunder blade in the Gua Xiang Blood Sphere, using the power of Ten Thousand Thunders and the Blood Vault to store up power in the thunder blade, using Qi to control the blade, and finally striking a killing blow.
In that instant, the thunder blade gathered all the power of the heavenly thunder and the blood vault, penetrating between Zhang Tian Shi’s chest and abdomen and striking the ground, the residual power of the blood thunder wreaking havoc on the earth, cracking countless blade marks.
The residual power alone was so powerful, how could Zhang Tian Shi, who had received this slash, not be defeated?
“Eldest Brother!!!”
Daoist Feng Yun rushed in from outside the boundary, which did not stop him as he was involved in setting it up.
He shot in from the highest point of the triangular conical boundary, his palms combined to absorb the power of the wind and clouds, and the form of a dragon and tiger was hidden in the momentum of no determination and no direction, descending from the sky.
The aura was extremely intimidating, but it was far from enough compared to that of Zhang Tian Shi. If he wanted to fight with Qing Yu, he was also completely inadequate.
“Don’t know how to live or die.”
Qing Yu threw his palm towards the sky, the blood splendour rose again, and the rushing pillar of blood instantly blasted through Feng Yun, the fierce and limitless blood dome rushing against the body of Daoist Feng Yun, bringing the sound of sinew and bone and blood bursting.
Even after a day and a night of battle, Qing Yu’s battle power was depleted very little. The True Body of Creation was constantly drawing in Yuan Qi and digesting the residual Qi around him to replenish it, and he still had about 80% to 90% of his True Qi, and some of his injuries had even recovered completely during the battle, so he was not hindered at all.
“Big Brother, go!!!”
Even after enduring such intense injuries, Daoist Feng Yun still hissed and shouted.
He had entered the boundary to raid Qing Yu, not to avenge Zhang Tian Shi, but to earn a glimpse of life for him.
The strong life force of a supreme being allowed Zhang Tian Shi to still have life left in him even with such heavy injuries, and if he was allowed to escape, he might not be able to recover.
But Qing Yu had long since seen through Daoist Feng Yun’s intentions, and under the Eye of Blood and Tears, Zhang Tian Shi’s figure had nothing to hide.
“Qiankun Sundown Wind.”
Several tornadoes of fierce winds issued from Qing Yu’s hands, the bitter winds swirling rapidly, attacking the heavily wounded figure.
The winner had been decided, and it would be time for the final stage of the reckoning.
