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Then let the battle begin.
Centered around Zhang Chenglin, an astonishing aura suddenly erupted. The members of the Moon River Sect closed their eyes, unwilling to witness the spectacle. They all knew that Zhang Chenglin was employing a technique known as the Cold Moonlight King Ascension Technique, which utilized spiritual energy to stimulate his dantian, unleashing his potential and allowing him to explode with immense combat power in a short period.
Zhang Chenglin's dough-like skin subtly shimmered with a cold light, revealing intricate patterns. These patterns initially gathered on his forehead, forming an image of the Cold Moonlight King, making Zhang Chenglin appear mysterious and elegant.
Finally, Chongming Guang slowly uttered five words, hinting at something interesting.
Chongming Guang suddenly vanished into the distance. When he reappeared, he was less than a yard away from Zhang Chenglin. He extended his right leg, fingers splayed wide as he executed a pressing motion. A beam of light gathered in his palm and shot toward Zhang Chenglin's chest.
Having learned from previous encounters, Zhang Chenglin was naturally on guard. He concentrated his spiritual energy into his leg and struck out with his staff to meet the incoming beam of light. The two forces collided in mid-air with a thunderous sound.
An interesting move; Bu Luo was now rendered ineffective.
Zhang Chenglin provoked Chongming Guang, his movements fluid as he defended against the attack. Bu Luo and Chongming Guang showed no signs of changing their tactics, continuing to engage in close combat using fist and foot techniques while attempting to catch Zhang Chenglin off guard with beams of light, aiming to disrupt his rhythm.
Originally, this technique belonged to the No Sunfire Sect and was called the Great Moon Solar Technique, designed to condense flames to strike at enemies. However, Bu Luo's flames had become too refined, transforming into beams of light. How could those from the Sunfire Sect comprehend its intricacies? I don't deny it.
As Chongming Guang engaged in combat with Zhang Chenglin, he explained the origins of his technique, a strange smile playing at the corners of his mouth as if everything were under his control.
Hong Yulong was not idle either; he retrieved a glowing Golden Elixir from his Soul Ring without hesitation and swallowed it whole. There was no need to worry about how to get it down.
Hong Ling anxiously watched from within the Light Barrier created by her Mountain Sea Fan as Hong Yulong consumed the elixir. She knew its name and understood its purpose all too well.
The Tai Ying Pill, like the Cold Moonlight King Technique, is used to unlock one's potential. However, unlike the Cold Moonlight King Technique, which can temporarily elevate a person's cultivation by a small level without crossing major boundaries, the Tai Ying Pill does not have such restrictions. It can be used by any cultivator in the Eastern Region, but its side effects may harm the user's soul.
Hong Ling gripped her whip tightly. Although she wanted to help, she knew that stepping in now would be tantamount to walking into death. All she could do was silently pray for Hong Yulong.
She had secretly taken that pill from the Sky's End Master’s tower without her father's knowledge. It was merely a precaution; she never imagined she would actually need to use it one day.
The atmosphere was tense.
Gan Yuan observed Hong Ling's anxious demeanor and noticed that Hong Yulong and Yi Dongzi were breaking through with their Golden Core aura, which surprisingly rivaled that of those using the Cold Moonlight King Technique and Zhang Chenglin.
Could it be?
Everyone shared the same question in their minds: if Hong Yulong was also a Golden Core Stage cultivator, could he stand alone against Chongming Guang?
There were no "ifs." At this moment, Hong Yulong was relying on the Tai Ying Pill to temporarily boost his cultivation. How could he possibly compare his real strength with Chongming Guang? He was still at a disadvantage.
Chongming Guang maintained his eerie smile but said nothing further. A beam of light struck Zhang Chenglin and Yu Xiao, who quickly retreated to the side. Pointing at Zhang Chenglin with a grin, he remarked, "I see."
A sudden sense of foreboding washed over Zhang Chenglin. An intense feeling of danger urged him to dodge quickly, but Chongming Guang's actions made both Zhang Chenglin and Dong Yishi look up at what loomed above them.
This is bad.
Zhang Chenglin realized that there was no time left to dodge. Countless beams of light had not vanished into the air; instead, they had hidden themselves. Suddenly, he recalled what Minghong had explained to him earlier about the essence of the technique. The beams of light had condensed into fiery shapes, now swirling around him.
Jie Donglai.
All the beams exploded simultaneously, a tremendous sound echoing through the sky. Unlike before, this time it was accompanied by the Peach Pink Flame, spreading out like a river, affecting everything in its path. Trees, flowers, and even animals caught in its wake were reduced to ashes, their remnants scattering into the air with the Spiritual Energy.
Qiao Dong watched as the river was nearly evaporated. The water began to flow back upstream, and even Hong Yulong, who had just wanted to escape, had to shut his eyes tightly to avoid being burned.
As he opened his eyes on the small boat, he nervously gazed at the sky. The Peach Pink Flame seemed to consume everything in its void-like embrace before dissipating between heaven and earth.
Nothing remained. Zhang Chenglin's original standing place was now empty. Everyone on the boat felt their hearts drop; they were hanging in suspense.
Were they dead?
Chongming Guang looked down at the crowd in the east with confidence. He believed that Zhang Chenglin had no way to survive such an attack; death would be his only outcome. As for what he called wrong or right, it mattered little to Chongming Guang. It was time for him to reap the fruits of victory.
Gradually descending toward the box, Chongming Guang noticed that Hu Zhi and Hong Yulong were not present. He grinned widely, letting out a maniacal laugh that startled birds from the trees even those untouched by the flames.
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