Boom!!
The gray-robed elder, Jiao Zun Zhe, was furious at Cao Ya's past underhanded tactics. At this moment, he attacked Cao Ya, with runes flying and divine power surging, sweeping towards Cao Ya in an overwhelming attack.
As a Venerable One, Venerable Jiao's attack clearly reached the limit of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and even exceeded it by half a point.
Even the two young prodigies on the other side pale in comparison.
"How could the mighty Jiao Venerable of the North Sea possibly fail when he takes action? Jiao Venerable roams the North Sea, invincible in every way. Even creatures on land would be defeated in the face of him." A creature from the sea said proudly, and judging from its aura, it seemed to have a blood connection with Jiao Venerable.
In the sea, the reputation of the Jiao Venerable has spread for hundreds of years, which is naturally incomparable to that of the Land Venerable, Dahuang Sanren, who is not even a hundred years old.
Even many cultivators on land shook their heads and sighed.
"Fighting the Dragon Lord on the Azure Sea, this isn't a sneak attack... Great Wilderness Hermit, you're being reckless!"
"I think the Great Wilderness Hermit is likely to lose."
"The true form of the Jiao Venerable is a gray Jiao dragon. In this azure sea, without the appearance of any deity, who can rival him? Even a land-based Venerable... is no match for him!"
The heroes did not have high hopes for Dahuang Sanren, believing that he was doomed to defeat and that he would be considered very capable if he could save his life.
Compared to its true form, the Gray Dragon is a descendant of the Divine Dragon, how can humans be compared to it?
"Last time I was ambushed by you and fell into your trap. This time, I will definitely avenge myself!" the Flood Dragon Venerable said coldly. At the same time, he transformed into his true form, a huge gray flood dragon that plunged into the sea, undulating and stirring up the wind and clouds. The storm was dark and a terrifying aura was revealed.
Upon seeing this scene, the ancient ancestors and venerable beings of those sacred mountains all turned their gazes toward it.
For them, regardless of who wins this battle, it will deplete their divine power, reducing two powerful opponents in the subsequent struggle for the Kunpeng relics.
"Go ahead and fight! It would be best if we killed them all!"
They kept muttering to themselves.
The azure sea rippled, and the heroes were silent. The Venerable One made a fierce move, causing a great commotion and possessing immense power. Even a young genius like Mo Shang, who was in the Spirit Transformation Realm, might not be able to defeat him.
This truly shocked and terrified the assembled heroes!
How will Cao Ya, the hermit of the Great Wilderness, respond?
The crowd looked over and were immediately stunned.
Cao Ya, the hermit of the Great Wilderness, remained remarkably calm, as if he had anticipated this scene. Facing the attack of the Jiao Venerable, he showed no panic whatsoever. He raised his right hand with seemingly slow but actually swift movements, his five fingers spread out like five sharp swords or five battle blades, bursting forth with killing intent.
"What is this Sanren..." Shi Hao, who was fighting Mo Shang, glanced at him and was slightly taken aback.
Immediately, Shi Hao's expression changed, becoming somewhat strange.
Over the past two years, he has challenged Cao Ya many times, but has suffered a lot.
He was well aware that he had not yet reached his limit in the Spirit Transformation Realm, because he took Cao Ya as his benchmark.
Shi Hao looked at the Flood Dragon Venerable with pity; he was probably in big trouble!
"Fighting me, yet you dare to be distracted?" Mo Shang's eyes seemed to spit fire as he raised his head and roared, brandishing his battle halberd and striking forward fiercely.
This was Mo Shang's first attack, displaying a terrifying power that was domineering and arrogant, with his golden armor radiating an overwhelming light.
The halberd whistled and grew dozens of feet in length, landing above Shi Hao's head. Runes swirled around it, and its killing intent shook the azure sea.
when! ! !
Shi Hao unleashed a devastating attack, his fist striking the battle halberd with a metallic tremor like thunder. Hundreds upon hundreds of waves surged in the vast ocean, and the runes crumbled.
Many people held their breath as they watched the battle.
Meanwhile, the two Venerable Ones also officially clashed.
It seems that more cultivators are paying attention to the Venerable One's battle in the Spirit Transformation Realm.
The young prodigy, despite his extraordinary talent, never fully realized his potential.
The Venerables, however, have already fulfilled their talents.
In this desolate region, the Venerable Ones roam freely, high above all, terrifying beyond measure. Everyone cherishes the opportunity to witness a Venerable One's battle. If one's heart is moved, one might be able to break through one's realm and glimpse a trace of the Venerable Ones' profound mysteries.
Rumble!!!
Cao Ya's five fingers on one hand were like knives and swords, sword shadows soaring in the air, and blade light spreading everywhere, yet the Milky Way stretched across the sky, forming an array with the sword shadows and blade light, nested layer upon layer, endlessly looping, spreading out in the sky, and then covering everything.
The crashing sound reverberated, sending up countless waves that shook the azure sea and made the ocean roar.
"Cough cough~~" To the surprise of all the cultivators, the Dragon Venerable was injured and coughed up blood after the attack. He kept retreating, and his blood essence appeared in the blue sea, staining the ocean red, which made the eyes of many sea creatures light up.
In the distance, everyone was dumbfounded. The Great Wilderness Hermit was incredibly fierce. At the same time, they found it unbelievable that this was in the ocean, where the Dragon Venerable had the advantage of home ground. How could he still be no match for the Great Wilderness Hermit? And how could he be defeated in just one move?
Everyone was astonished. Even the Venerables who were hiding in the shadows had strange glints in their eyes. This Cao Yatai, the Great Wilderness Hermit, was beyond expectations. He was really stronger than they had imagined!
You must know that he is the renowned Jiao Venerable, who roams the North Sea. There are only a handful of people who can fight him. Who can defeat him?
As a result, he was no match for Dahuang Sanren in a single move.
This is utterly unbelievable.
Even the Venerable Jiao himself found it hard to believe.
"How is this possible? I am the invincible North Sea, how could I be defeated?" The Dragon Venerable roared, and launched a fierce attack, once again charging towards Cao Ya.
With a whoosh, the sea surface trembled violently. The Jiao Venerable had gone all out in this attack, his eyes cold. He was a powerful pure-blooded being and a Venerable who dominated the North Sea, with countless sea creatures under his command. He had his own dignity and arrogance.
The Venerable Jiao has cultivated for many years and possesses extraordinary strength. As one of the Venerables of the North Sea, he has ruled over many sea areas, obtained countless great supernatural powers, and studied and practiced them diligently, making him incomparably powerful.
A gray rune suddenly appeared, enveloping the Flood Dragon Venerable. A gray flood dragon roared, its scales shimmering, its body undulating, carrying a hazy divine power that swept across the blue sea. At the same time, waves covering hundreds of millions of hectares rolled and pressed down on Cao Ya. This was one of the treasured techniques passed down by the Gray Flood Dragon lineage.
The dragon can transform into a jiao, and the dragon is the leader of the ten ancient ferocious beasts in this world. Although the bloodline is incomplete, it can still be seen that the gray jiao lineage is powerful.
"You're starting to get the hang of it," Cao Ya said approvingly, not letting his guard down, after all, he was a Venerable with extraordinary bloodline.
But his strength is close to that of a true god. Ordinary Divine Fire Realm cultivators cannot defeat him, let alone a Venerable.
It was still just one hand, its five fingers like swords, sharp and menacing. With a gentle slash, endless sword light and shadow appeared, runes intertwined, divine power flickered, and a galaxy evolved. In that galaxy, there was a golden sun, azure lightning, and all sorts of magical and strange powers, all forming an array according to a mysterious trajectory. They cooperated with each other, nested together, stacked layer upon layer, and infinitely superimposed, fully displaying the wonders of the art of array formation.
With a thunderous roar, that vast galaxy swept across the sky, crushing down upon the gray dragon.
Without a doubt, Cao Ya has found his own path. If he wants to use all his strength without internal conflict, formations are an excellent way.
Otherwise, various systems will inevitably suffer from internal friction, wasting resources in vain.
Cao Ya's attack was terrifying. Even though he didn't go all out, it was still extremely frightening. The starry river spun, and the attack was enormous. It carried a fire array, a lightning array, a sword array, and a blade array. Its aura was as deep as an abyss. It crushed the gray dragon without causing a ripple, and the gray dragon perished.
In the end, it all came to an end. The spirit of the Jiao Venerable perished, the blue sea churned, and finally fell silent.
"The Great Wilderness Hermit actually killed the spirit body of the Dragon Venerable so easily?"
The azure sea fell silent, and the sea creatures trembled with fear.
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