Chapter 373 Han Yi sternly said,
"Let's fight! Let's fight!"
"Hao Zhao, number 75 on the Hidden Dragon Ranking, is fighting with a mysterious guy! Let's go, let's go and watch the fight!"
"Let's go together! Let's go together!"
The sudden loud shout made half of the city quiet down, and then it instantly became boiling. Pieces of light rose into the sky and flew towards the poisonous sea outside the island.
Looking at the deserted restaurant, Bai Donglin slowly put down his wine glass, stepped into the void, and followed.
He, who carries the will of Blue Star, also likes to join in the fun.
By the way, let’s take a look at the qualities of these geniuses on the Hidden Dragon List.
Boom! Hao Zhao frowned, holding the nine-ring broadsword in his hand, and swung it out. The endless sharp blade light crushed the void and struck the figure in the void.
"Haha, just a trivial trick, huh——"
The handsome man in ancient armor took a deep breath, and the complex chains of laws and breath were sucked into his abdominal cavity, gathering and merging, and his chest swelled high.
"ha!"
ha--
With a loud shout, the sound waves that integrated several laws and rich energy have turned into substance. The endless sharp sword light that shot in front of him was instantly stagnant, swept by the golden sound waves, and shattered into light dust and dissipated.
Hao Zhao was shocked. The speed of this horrifying sound wave was frighteningly fast. In addition, the void around him was shrouded by an inexplicable aura and had become like a quagmire. He had no chance to dodge and could only take the attack head-on!
His eyes turned cold, Hao Zhao was definitely not a pushover.
"The Blade Prison - Endless Rashomon!"
He was holding the extremely heavy nine-ring broad-backed sword. The vast magic power surged into the sword, making a humming sound and shaking. The sword shot out and turned into endless light spots, which instantly condensed into thick doors, standing between heaven and earth.
The giant gate is ten thousand feet high, with ferocious ghost faces engraved on the front and dense divine patterns. It not only has extremely strong defense, but the scattered sword light tears through large areas of the void, and its destructive power is also impressive.
This nine-ring thick-backed broadsword turned out to be Hao Zhao's Dharmakaya. It was so solid and fierce, and it was obvious that the "life weapon" had been refined into the Dharmakaya! When a Qi cultivator breaks through the Dharmakaya realm, his true essence will undergo a transformation and turn into a more powerful magic power. When he reaches the eighth cave realm, he can breed the "life weapon" in the Dharmakaya.
When a physical cultivator breaks through the realm of divine power, his blood essence will be replaced by a more powerful source of life force. When he reaches the eighth realm of divine source, he can also breed the "source vessel" in the light of the source of life.
All the immortal weapons in this world come from here. They are the natal (original) weapons of our ancestors. The highest achievement that a weapon refiner can achieve is a Taoist weapon.
Boom! The golden sound waves fell like extremely heavy mountains, crushing the huge doors of the ghost-faced Rashomon. When only one door was intact and the other was broken, the sound waves finally dissipated.
"Not bad! This trick is quite interesting!"
The handsome man nodded slowly, the disdain in his eyes dissipated a little, and there was a peculiar accent in his speech, which made him seem like he was not a native cultivator of Qianyuan.
Hundreds of miles away, countless cultivators stood in the void, their eyes shining, staring at the battlefield in the distance.
The crowd gathered in a dense mass, with colorful divine lights shining. They were the monks with insufficient cultivation, who were using methods to resist the ubiquitous poisonous fog in the poisonous sea at the center of the earth.
Above this sea area, there is no large formation to isolate the poisonous fog, unlike in the island city.
“Hey, hey, hey! This guy is too arrogant! He actually looks down on Hao Zhao, who is one of the top 100 masters on the Hidden Dragon Ranking! How dare he do that!?”
Seeing this man so arrogant, some monks couldn't help but show their indignation and defend Hao Zhao. Maybe Hao Zhao was his idol, which could be seen from the nine-ring broadsword on his back.
"Humph! Although this person is arrogant, he has the potential. Didn't you see it? Hao Zhao's expression is so solemn, it is obvious that he has met a powerful enemy!"
Upon hearing this, the monks around couldn't help but nodded. They were all still very rational and could put aside their personal emotions and get straight to the essence of the incident.
"That's right, but this guy is very unfamiliar. Do you know him? With such a strong strength, he shouldn't be an unknown person!"
Upon hearing this, many monks showed thoughtful looks in their eyes. After a moment, they all shook their heads, obviously not finding any trace of this person in their memory.
Hundreds of miles away, the handsome man could hear the discussions of the crowd. He smiled slightly and did not pay attention to the noisy words.
With his palm lightly clenched, endless brilliant divine light gathered in the palm of his hand. A trident that was three meters long, surrounded by light and covered with fine scale divine patterns was held tightly in the man's hand.
Chant——
With a crisp humming sound, the colorful poisonous sea below suddenly surged violently, creating huge waves thousands of feet high.
"One move."
The man reached out and gently brushed the trident, his tone light, but it contained extremely strong confidence.
"What!?"
Hao Zhao's eyes were glaring with hot white mist rising from his head. He was extremely furious at being humiliated in such a way.
"Hahaha! I want to see how you can defeat me in one move!"
"Knife!"
Reaching out his hand, the ghost-faced Rashomon that was shattered between heaven and earth instantly turned into countless golden spots of light, which gathered into a golden river and fell into Hao Zhao's hands.
The knife is no longer a knife, it is like a golden galaxy, with cold and sharp knife intent and endless knife light, gathering into a river.
"Man and sword become one, cut through the air!"
Hao Zhao's tone was indifferent, and brilliant divine light gushed out of his seven orifices. In a trance, his figure shattered like bubbles, and his essence, energy and spirit were all integrated into the golden river of swords.
"cut!"
The sword intent was fierce, the sword light was sharp, the golden river rolled back into the sky, and shattered everything in its path.
“Not bad!”
A smile flashed across the man's face again. It was a pure smile of meeting something he loved. He was also a man who loved war.
"Ninety-nine days and ninety-nine nights. The Great Flood!"
The sky is falling!
The sky is pouring down, the endless water of the sky is surging down, and every drop of water is the sharp edge of the trident.
The endless flood seemed to submerge everything between heaven and earth.
"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"
"Retreat quickly!"
The expressions of countless monks watching the battle changed drastically, and while roaring, they turned into streams of light and fled madly into the distance.
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Every year, every day, every moment, there are monks dying in the aftermath of battles in this world.
But even so, it still couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the monks. They had to watch the battle as usual. The tradition of joining in the fun must not be abandoned. At least, this was the case for battles between powerful men under the Ninth Realm.
No fool would dare to cross the border to watch the battle between the powerful.
The greatest sound is silent; the void disappears in silence.
A bright spot of light suddenly appeared at the core of the battlefield, and then spread wildly in all directions. The inside of the dazzling light ball was filled with terrifying destructive waves, and in the blink of an eye, it had spread to thousands of miles away.
The crowd watching the battle had scattered before the aftermath arrived, leaving only those with extremely high strength standing where they were. To them, the terrifying aftermath was nothing more than a breeze.
Bai Donglin had a beaming smile on his face, his arms folded across his chest, and even his long black hair was not disturbed.
After a long time, the aftermath dissipated.
"Ahem! So, so strong..."
Hao Zhao was lying on the colorful poisonous sea, rising and falling with the waves. His face was extremely pale, and he tightly grasped the hilt of the knife in his hand. The large holes all over his body were filled with the aura of destruction, which hindered his recovery from his injuries.
The handsome man stood in the void, neatly dressed, without any trace of battle.
He looked up at the sky, his sight seemed to sink into an infinite height, the trident in his hand turned into a point of light and slowly dissipated, he whispered:
"Tianji, can you sense my arrival? Can you remember my name!?"
Whoosh——
The cold wind blew and swallowed the whispers.
"Hao, Hao Zhao, he actually lost! Lost in just one move!"
"Hiss——This guy is so strong! Who is he?!"
The crowd watching the fight came and went, all looking at the man who was looking up at the sky with eyes of surprise and doubt, and their voices were filled with admiration.
"Quick! Take out the Hidden Dragon List! This person's name..."
Someone came to his senses and quickly took out a specially made collector's edition of the Hidden Dragon List. This item is very valuable and is sold by the Tianji Pavilion. It is connected to the aura of the Tianji Compass and the ranking on it can be updated in real time.
"Hidden Dragon Ranking, number seventy-fifth, Han Yi..."
Hao Zhao's ranking has reached seventy-sixth, and the seventy-fifth place has been replaced by an unfamiliar name. The conclusion is obvious.
"His name is Han Yi!"
"Han Yi——"
The crowd shouted this no longer unfamiliar name and no longer cared about Hao Zhao.
This person was able to defeat Hao Zhao so easily, his strength is obviously more than that, he is a rising star!
“Interesting…”
Bai Donglin smiled as his figure gradually disappeared into the void. In an instant he returned to the table in the restaurant, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.
"Mm, good wine! This era is really going to be lively!"
Others might not be able to see anything, but the aura of time that had not yet dissipated from Han Yi could not be hidden from him.
This person is a sleeper from another era.
The crest of the times, the brilliant years.
Perhaps, this secret realm of the sea eye will be the place where the horn of the great world will be blown!
(End of this chapter)