Chapter 823
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Chapter 823: Shao Sijun’s Defeat!
Feng Qingnong, who had already been defeated, was assisted by the Sanyuan School team. His gaze lingered on the golden boulder in the field, his amazement deepening. Compared to the formidable Heavenly Dragon Force, this seemed to be Shao Sijun’s ultimate and most powerful trump card.
“It appears that Overlord Sect’s Yi Su still lacks some battle experience!”
Su Yi’s strength was undeniable, but many of the powerful spectators present could discern that Yi Su was teetering on the brink of defeat under the immense power of the Heavenly Dragon Force from the Beast Emperor Sect.
The Holy Beast Realm’s assault was overwhelmingly strong. Wherever the phantom of the strange beast passed, destruction followed, with energy storms raging across the sky.
As tension filled the air, something unexpected and bizarre occurred.
The enormous, terrifying palm print halted abruptly—just a foot away from Su Yi’s head.
The entire audience was stunned.
Despite the terrifying assault, Yi Su from the Overlord Sect had not been overwhelmed.
Instead, Shao Sijun and the fused colossal beast phantom suddenly hesitated. A flicker of an unusual light crossed his fierce eyes.
“Strange… Didn’t Yi Su just get struck by the Heavenly Dragon Force? Why does he seem unaffected?”
Someone exclaimed in shock as an astonishing change overtook Yi Su. His aura fluctuated violently, and an ancient essence radiated outward. As his energy surged, it erupted from his body, sweeping across the battlefield, unfazed by the effects of the Heavenly Dragon Force.
A strong gust soared into the sky. In an instant, a dazzling crimson glow emerged from Su Yi, illuminating the vast arena like a rising sun, reflecting off the surroundings in a breathtaking spectacle. The swirling red light burned intensely, akin to a volcanic eruption.
“Boom!”
A deafening explosion shook the battlefield. Golden boulders scattered as an overwhelming radiance and pressure spread like an unstoppable tempest.
Amid the countless shocked gazes, the scarlet glow from Su Yi’s body morphed into a massive, ferocious red tiger, appearing almost lifelike as it prepared to pounce. The sky rumbled with lightning, while an unparalleled aura of dominance filled the space.
This terrifying presence instantly overpowered the fierce energy surrounding Shao Sijun.
“Roarrrr…”
A chorus of beastly roars reverberated through the air, their echoes trembling under the powerful force.
“That technique again! But this time, it’s at least ten times stronger than before!”
Among the Sacred Mountain faction, Elder Bing Fu, Kuang Guilan, Ouyang Yuanfeng, and others watched with shock. Ouyang Jinwei had previously fallen victim to Su Yi’s technique.
Not much time had passed since that battle, yet at this very moment, Bing Fu and the others could sense the stark difference. The power Su Yi now wielded was exponentially greater.
The confident smiles on the faces of the Beast Emperor Sect members quickly vanished, replaced by disbelief and dread.
They all felt it—Yi Su’s aura had become terrifyingly powerful. Even after taking a direct hit from the Heavenly Dragon Force, he stood unscathed. The sight was truly shocking.
Old Man Gu Yue, Deputy Palace Master Guan Lan, Xi Wuqing, and others also experienced a shift in expression—initially worried, now astonished.
“Roar!”
Everything unfolded in the blink of an eye. The tiger’s roar boomed like rolling thunder, shaking the battlefield. The fierce beast radiated a crimson glow, exuding an ancient and oppressive force. Like a blazing thunderbolt, it soared into the sky, raising its massive claws for an attack.
The colossal tiger lunged forward, its might utterly terrifying. Its claws tore through the air, dragging crimson clouds behind them. The ancient aura rippled outward in waves, shaking the heavens and suppressing everything in its path.
Countless spectators watched in awe, unable to contain their astonishment.
This level of power was incredible—like a rainbow cutting across the sky, striking fear into the hearts of those who witnessed it.
Among the countless mountains, many cultivators with weaker strength trembled involuntarily.
This momentum resonated with the heavens and the earth, stirring the very energy of the world itself!
“Ssshhh…”
The tiger’s claws slashed through the sky, landing directly on the massive beast shadow of the Sacred Beast Realm, unraveling the sinister energy surrounding it.
In an instant, the beast’s spectral form shattered into fragments.
Shao Sijun’s true figure reappeared, his expression changing drastically as he retreated hastily. His body radiated vital energy, emitting a powerful glow as he attempted to counter the attack.
But the tiger’s claws descended, obliterating everything in their path, finally striking Shao Sijun squarely in the chest.
He stumbled back violently, unable to dodge completely. His clothing shredded apart, revealing five deep, bloody gashes. Blood gushed from his wounds.
As the ferocious tiger’s shadow dissipated, Su Yi’s figure emerged, charging forward. His rapidly approaching form was reflected in Shao Sijun’s wide eyes. A thunderous fist came crashing toward him.
“Bang!”
A heavy impact sent Shao Sijun hurtling through the air, crashing meters away.
At that moment, the powerful members of the Beast Emperor Sect stiffened, their hearts tightening in suspense.
Shao Sijun, their sect’s greatest hope, had been utterly crushed. Their aspirations of making it to the top four had crumbled in an instant.
He landed in disarray, his long hair disheveled, his face ashen.
“Plop…”
He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his body drenched in crimson. The sharp glint in his once-confident eyes had faded, replaced by pure shock and disbelief.
Severely injured, he no longer had the strength to fight.
When he had first witnessed Chu Changhuan resisting his attacks effortlessly, Shao Sijun had an ominous premonition. Yet, he had never expected that after landing a decisive Heavenly Dragon Force strike, Yi Su would emerge unscathed and still defeat him so easily.
“Coo coo…”
Gasps filled the air as countless onlookers struggled to process the shocking scene before them.
While many had already believed that Yi Su had the upper hand in this duel against Shao Sijun—especially since he had previously slain Chu Changhuan from Sacred Mountain—the sheer magnitude of his power was still beyond comprehension.
The intensity of the battle had surpassed all expectations, leaving hearts racing in awe and fear.
Yet, the match was far from over. Two more contenders remained—Mu Yao and Li Qingwei. The final outcome was still uncertain.
Time pressed forward. The crowd anticipated a swift conclusion, and every fighter was pushing themselves to the limit.
Mu Yao was no exception. She unleashed her full power right from the start, using the strength of her bloodline to assume the form of a Garuda.
Yet Li Qingwei was formidable. As a Soul Tamer with a semi-Heavenly Grade soul, she ranked among the top talents of the younger generation in Qingyun Sect. Despite her youth, her might was terrifying, even forcing Mu Yao into a temporary disadvantage.
However, Mu Yao’s raw power was overwhelming. Though her cultivation was slightly weaker than Li Qingwei’s, the sheer might of her Garuda transformation granted her an edge—even against the dreaded soul attacks that others feared. Furthermore, her own abilities prevented Li Qingwei from completely dominating the fight.
As the battle raged on, Li Qingwei’s gaze sharpened. Her flowing white silk dress fluttered as her aura surged to its peak, enhancing the strength of the lingering spirits around her.
The residual souls coalesced into a formidable phantom, infused with the immense power of the water element. It materialized into a boundless aquatic domain in the void, where towering waves surrounded and attempted to restrain the Garuda.