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Chapter 282: Forceful Suppression
The terrifying energy collided at the point where the two giant shadows clashed, creating a shocking storm that rolled back into the sky. The massive Nine Sealing Formation in outer space shook violently, especially in the area directly impacted by this energy storm, which showed signs of nearing destruction.
Void's expression changed slightly; he did not expect such immense power from the clash of these two giants. If it weren't for the obstruction of the Nine Sealing Formation, everything in Duan Mountain would likely be reduced to ruins.
Without hesitation, he stepped forward, and a gigantic foot shadow landed on the formation. The previously trembling Nine Sealing Formation suddenly radiated brilliant light, transforming into an iron cage forged from steel, no longer showing any signs of instability.
However, the battle on the square became increasingly intense!
The towering War Ancestor's Phantom, standing a hundred feet high, clashed with the Earth Demon Bear of Demonic Energy. One was the manifestation of the Supreme War Ancestor of the War Clan, while the other was the embodiment of a supreme demon from the demon race, known as Beast Soul. Both of their true forms were peak Super Strong Beings in the universe, and this phantom avatar was also immensely powerful.
Outside the Nine Sealing Formation was calm, but within its confines, chaos reigned. Wherever the two giant shadows passed, earth and stone crumbled. Each clash released waves of energy; terrifying energy surges surged through space, creating a scene reminiscent of total destruction.
Sun Zhe and Yuan Rong were not idle either. Sun Zhe stepped onto War Ancestor's Phantom's shoulder using the recoil force from his right foot, while Yuan Rong flashed and appeared on Earth Demon Bear's shoulder. Both showed no mercy as they unleashed astonishing Divine Techniques. However, due to the ongoing battle between the two giants, their domains were only controlled around their bodies and had not fully expanded; otherwise, if their domains collided as well, the battle would become even more intense.
"Yuan Rong's strength is truly terrifying; no wonder he is called the best talent in our clan for a century. I finally concede today..." A young man from the War Clan watching nearby expressed admiration involuntarily.
Although Yuan Rong was hailed as the best talent in War Clan for a century, it did not mean everyone agreed with this view. Many arrogant youths among the younger generation believed themselves to be on par with Yuan Rong. However, witnessing Yuan Rong's prowess today—especially his summoned Earth Demon Bear's Beast Soul—many began to reconsider their opinions.
"That Sun Zhe is indeed strong as well, and he seems to be no older than Yuan Rong. In my opinion, if he can truly defeat Yuan Rong, granting him a drop of Blood of the War Ancestor wouldn't be out of the question. Having such a person join our War Clan would definitely be a great fortune for us!"
"Indeed, it seems that the elders' decision must have been made with careful consideration. The elders possess vast Divine Abilities and see through everything; they have never been wrong before. Moreover, their vision is something we cannot compare to at all. I think our approach this time has been somewhat narrow-minded..."
The straightforward nature of many in War Clan initially led them to resent Sun Zhe for being an outsider receiving Blood of the War Ancestor. However, after witnessing Sun Zhe's strength, they couldn't help but feel some respect for him, and their grievances diminished significantly. Respecting the strong is a principle particularly emphasized among the warlike members of War Clan.
“Sun Zhe, do you dare to fight me one-on-one for real!”
With a punch, Yuan Rong shattered a violent bolt of lightning that came rushing at him. His face was dark and grim as he shouted fiercely at Sun Zhe. At this moment, his slightly curled brown hair was in disarray, with burnt tips appearing here and there.
In the War Clan, very few people practiced the Divine Technique, and Yuan Rong was no exception. However, Sun Zhe was different; he was a genuine lightning cultivator and had also mastered the Three Thousand Thunder Techniques taught by his master, Sea Elder. Each of his Thunder Path Techniques was unpredictable and terrifying in power.
Their clash not only prevented Yuan Rong from fully utilizing his cultivation advantage but also left him firmly suppressed by Sun Zhe. If it weren't for the Earth Demon Bear beneath him unintentionally blocking most of the attacks, he would likely be in grave danger right now. Being beaten like this by someone who had just stepped into the Emperor Level was incredibly frustrating for him.
“Haha... since you want to fight me alone, I will grant your wish!”
Seeing Yuan Rong's disheveled appearance, a cold smile appeared at the corner of Sun Zhe's mouth. In a true life-and-death battle, he would not give Yuan Rong any chance. But now it was different; he needed to make Yuan Rong admit defeat wholeheartedly or use him to establish his position within the War Clan!
As soon as he finished speaking, Sun Zhe flashed and jumped down from the body of the War Ancestor's Phantom. The enormous War Ancestor's Phantom then directly merged into Sun Zhe's body, causing his aura to surge rapidly.
Without hesitation, Yuan Rong also appeared on the flat ground of the plaza. The surging Demonic Energy from the Earth Demon Bear transformed into a shadow that merged into his body. His already robust physique grew even larger, and he was covered in a set of black demonic armor as the Demonic Energy surged around him.
“Die!”
With a furious roar, Yuan Rong stomped forward with his right foot. His massive fist, infused with thick Demonic Energy, slammed toward Sun Zhe, as if all the resentment he had just suffered was contained within this punch. His cultivation at the limit of the Emperor Level showed no restraint; within the shadow of his fist wrapped endless black Demonic Energy, resembling an ancient raging demon dragon that opened its massive mouth toward Sun Zhe.
“Haha... bring it on!”
Instead of being angry, excitement filled Sun Zhe's eyes as his momentum instantly peaked. He charged forward with great force, his entire body shining with light. A tremendous power surged into his right arm; blue veins bulged like those of a python, and his muscles swelled dramatically. A rich and wild aura spread from him as he threw a punch that seemed to embody a complete battle spirit, unstoppable in its might!
"Boom... Boom!"
The two massive fists collided first, and the terrifying energy rebounded. Immediately after, their fists struck each other with force. Their wild, unrestrained hair danced in the wind, and their battle-hungry eyes locked onto each other. In that moment, time seemed to freeze.
"Boom!" A tremendous force erupted where their fists met, causing both of them to stagger back simultaneously.
"Haha... Good, let's go again!"
Blood trickled from the corner of Sun Zhe's mouth, but there was no hint of frustration on his face. Instead, his black eyes were filled with madness. An astonishing battle intent surged from within him, stemming not only from the War Ancestor's Phantom that fused with him but also from the pure and potent bloodline power inside him.
On his forehead, two strange symbols suddenly appeared: a purple lightning bolt on the left and a black longsword on the right. In the blink of an eye, these two mysterious symbols rapidly merged into one, forming a purple sword on his forehead. An incredible Law power instantly surged forth.
As the Law power flowed into his body, Sun Zhe's momentum soared even higher, surpassing Yuan Rong's level with each breath. Before Yuan Rong could stabilize himself, Sun Zhe charged at him again, using his incredible forward momentum to unleash a massive punch directly at Yuan Rong, overwhelming energy enveloping him.
"Boom!"
Yuan Rong hastily met the punch but had to retreat once more. For the first time, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes as he looked at Sun Zhe. What shocked him even more was that Sun Zhe showed no signs of stopping; after one punch came another without any pause.
Boom! Boom! Boom...
The continuous sound of punches echoed across the square as countless clouds of dust swirled up. The terrifying waves of energy relentlessly battered against the Nine Sealing Formation, while inside the formation, Sun Zhe pressed down hard on Yuan Rong with relentless strikes. He seemed to transform into an unyielding machine, throwing punch after punch without giving Yuan Rong a moment to breathe or time to execute his Martial Arts, firmly keeping Yuan Rong in a disadvantaged position.
"What... what is happening?"
Staring blankly at the scene unfolding before him, the onlookers rubbed their eyes in disbelief. No one expected the confrontation between the two to turn out like this. Yuan Rong was a genuine Emperor Level Limit powerhouse, yet the situation on the battlefield was overwhelmingly one-sided.
"The Supreme Battle Body truly is the Supreme Battle Body... I didn't expect him to master it completely in such a short time. Coupled with two Laws recognized by the Dao, he might really be able to reign supreme at his level like the War Ancestor did back in the day. No wonder he is so confident in facing me..." In the void above, Xing's gaze flickered as he murmured to himself, of course, this was something only he could hear.
"Yuan Rong, take my final punch!"
With a roar, Sun Zhe's figure soared into the air, and the War Ancestor's Phantom manifested directly behind him. All his power was poured into his right arm without reservation. He threw a punch, and the War Ancestor's Phantom behind him also punched forward. The two fist shadows merged into one, creating an enormous Black Rampaging Dragon that charged toward Yuan Rong.
"Boom boom boom..."
The explosive sounds echoed throughout the plaza, turning everything inside into ruins. A robust figure was sent flying out from this tempest, like a kite with its string cut, crashing directly into the barrier of light of the formation with a muffled thud before falling hard to the ground.
"Cough cough... I... won..."
From within the ruins, another black figure slowly emerged, and a weary voice followed.
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