Over the South China Sea.
Ye Feng charged toward the Yamata no Orochi like lightning, his massive iron hammer slamming down from the air, transforming into the size of a mountain.
The iron hammer was surrounded by crisscrossing divine chains, radiating a dazzling golden light.
roar--
The eight hideous heads of the Yamata no Orochi roared in unison, shaking the heavens.
Its tail, covered in cold scales, lashed out fiercely at Ye Feng.
The hurricane whipped up a 10,000-ton oil tanker below and lifted it into the air.
Finally, it crashed down hard and sank to the bottom of the sea.
A group of Yin-Yang Palace elders sat cross-legged on one of the giant heads of the Yamata no Orochi. Seeing Ye Feng charging towards them recklessly, they scornfully rebuked him.
"Ye Feng, how many heads do you have? How dare you confront the Yamata no Orochi? Today, I'll make sure you die a horrible death."
"You've really gone too far with your arrogance today."
"In your next life, remember to keep your tail between your legs and bow down to me, a Japanese martial artist."
Clang!
The two collided violently in mid-air, and a powerful shockwave reverberated around them.
The sea below was pressed down by hundreds of meters, and a mountain range of reefs around it was shattered.
Huge chunks of rock shot through the air, instantly turning a group of Japanese martial artists who were nearby into a bloody mist.
Ye Feng was blasted hundreds of meters away, leaving a long trail on the sea surface.
His figure spun several times in mid-air, dissipating most of the force, and finally stood steadily on the sea surface, his feet on the rolling waves, holding a giant hammer in both hands, gazing at the Yamata no Orochi opposite him, a solemn look flashing in his eyes.
This beast is indeed powerful; even a mere avatar of its divine consciousness is terrifying.
He possessed a god-slaying spirit body with an extremely powerful physique; even the divine consciousness clone of the Yamata no Orochi could not harm him in the slightest.
If this were any other martial artist with an ordinary physique, even a peak Martial Emperor, they wouldn't be able to withstand this attack.
Meanwhile, a large patch of scales on the tail of the Orochi on the opposite side was smashed off, leaving it covered in blood.
It seems that it is not indestructible either.
"Again!"
A fierce battle blazed in Ye Feng's eyes as he strode forward, his massive iron hammer slamming down once more. Above him, a mysterious ancient map of mountains and rivers descended, casting rays of divine light to protect him.
This is a rare opportunity to test my true fighting ability.
The Yamata no Orochi, enraged, roared and twisted its massive body as it hurtled towards them, bringing with it a terrifying storm.
The eight enormous heads slammed into Ye Feng, a stench assaulting his nostrils. Dark clouds rolled around them, lightning flashed and thunder roared, creating a terrifying spectacle.
roar--
One of the heads opened its blood-red maw and bit Ye Feng.
"Haha, that's great!"
An old patriarch of the Nine Chrysanthemums Sect, sitting cross-legged atop the head of the eight-headed serpent, laughed loudly with smug satisfaction.
"Ye Feng, you little brat, you've finally met your match..."
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind came from high above.
A large iron hammer suddenly appeared and smashed down, instantly turning more than a dozen members of the Nine Chrysanthemums faction and the Yin-Yang Palace patriarchs, who were sitting cross-legged on the snake's head, into mincemeat.
Ye Feng seemed to step out of the void, his large iron hammer covered in bits of flesh, his eyes gleaming with ferocity, and black wind swirling around him.
Just now, what the Yamata no Orochi devoured was only one of his clones.
This hammer blow also made the Yamata no Orochi's head feel somewhat dizzy, its hard shell scales cracked, and foul-smelling blood kept flowing out, making it look even more ferocious.
The other seven heads let out shrill roars and launched an attack on Ye Feng, baring their fangs and claws.
From its gaping maw, it unleashed seven powerful attacks: raging fire, frost, hurricane, sharp sword, and numerous venomous snakes.
Ye Feng let out a long roar, his black robes fluttering wildly, golden light shooting out from his body, his battle prowess overwhelming, and he brandished his large iron hammer, ready to meet the attack.
Sudden.
The water in the South China Sea began to churn and boil, like water being boiled.
It seems that some powerful entity is awakening beneath the sea, and towering waves can shatter the clouds in the sky.
A colossal creature burst forth from the sea and shot towards the Yamata no Orochi with lightning speed.
The surrounding area was filled with water vapor, which carried towering waves.
No one could clearly see what kind of creature it was.
The Yamata no Orochi was so frightened that its scales stood on end, like a mouse seeing a cat. Its cold, vertical pupils were filled with terror as it fled in panic.
But they could not escape the mysterious creature and were crushed on the spot, as tiny as ants, letting out a shrill and ear-piercing scream.
The enormous body exploded with a deafening roar, filling the sky with a cloud of blood mist.
The giant claw vanished instantly, and the sea returned to calm.
The entire process took less than two seconds.
Not far away, Bai Suzhen stood on the waves, her white dress fluttering in the sea breeze, like a snow lotus from the Tianshan Mountains, standing alone in the world.
She stared at the sharp claw and murmured to herself.
"The Dragon King of the South Sea..."
At this moment, the entire venue fell silent, and countless eyes turned to look at this direction.
Everyone was stunned and kept gasping for breath.
"My God, what is that?"
"That thing was too fast, I didn't see anything clearly."
"That looks like a dragon."
Many people speculated.
Indeed, it seems that only beings at the very top of the food chain among ferocious beasts possess the strength to crush the Yamata no Orochi.
Ye Feng could see it clearly.
It was a gigantic claw, thousands of feet long, covered in cold scales, with sharp claws like steel hooks.
Throughout the entire ordeal, the mysterious creature only revealed one claw, effortlessly crushing the Yamata no Orochi's spiritual clone.
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