The relics flickered with an uncertain light, and countless unseen spiritual forces were mobilized from them, transforming into torrents that attacked the Dragon King's spiritual power...
This attack was far more powerful than when the ascetic attacked the Dragon King with his mental energy alone…
Even the Dragon King's face showed a rare solemn expression. Faced with such an attack, even though he inwardly looked down on it, the power it generated forced him to deal with it cautiously...
"Without the Dragon Ring, you're like a toothless tiger—seemingly powerful, but actually no longer a threat. If you give up now, I might spare your life, as long as you admit my path is right..."
The ascetic's voice drifted over, influencing the Dragon King's emotions through language. The slightest fluctuation in the Dragon King's emotions would create an opening, which the ascetic could then exploit to defeat him in an instant.
"Ascetic, you are already burdened by your obsession, so you will ultimately fail. No matter how powerful the borrowed power is, it is not your own!"
However, I should thank you for making me feel such immense pressure. I thought I would never encounter an opponent who could put pressure on me in my lifetime, but you did it, even if it was through underhanded means. You should be proud of yourself…”
This is an acknowledgment of the ascetic's strength. Although it is not the kind of acknowledgment the ascetic desires, it is enough to make him proud. There was originally no power in the world that could threaten the Dragon King, but now he possesses such power. This also proves from another perspective that he has the strength to contend for the throne of the world!
"Hmph! Now that you've seen it all, you can leave in peace. Your successor will soon follow in your footsteps..."
The ascetic monk clasped his hands together, which was the first action he took after entering meditation, showing his respect for his opponent, the Dragon King!
"How could someone chosen by Heaven possibly be killed by your heretical and unorthodox methods?"
The Dragon King looked at the ascetic with a mocking expression. Even under such circumstances, he did not show any sign of pain, and even under immense pressure, the Dragon King's back did not bend even slightly...
"How much longer can you hold on? An hour? Or a day? Give up, don't make a futile struggle..."
The ascetic's voice was like a spell, constantly affecting the Dragon King's mind!
"Do you think I'm just putting on a brave face? I'm simply honing my mental fortitude..."
The Dragon King's words silenced the ascetic, for he realized it was indeed true. The Dragon King's spiritual power, in its struggle against the mental field he had constructed, showed no signs of faltering; on the contrary, it was steadily increasing…
"Om Mani Padme Hum!"
The Buddhist mantras rang out once more, and the ascetic monk's spiritual power flowed into the field like a river, causing the relics within to radiate an unimaginable brilliance...
Within the arena, the pressure on the Dragon King suddenly increased several times over. The Dragon King, who had been handling the situation with ease, suddenly changed his expression. At this moment, he no longer remained still, but instead circulated the power within his body, and golden light enveloped him...
An invisible roar seemed to rise from the sky, and phantom images of real dragons danced around the Dragon King. Each roar pushed back the pressure from the field, and the unseen dragon roars strengthened the Dragon King's mental defenses...
"Aren't you going to give up?"
The ascetic's voice rang out once more, followed by even greater pressure!
The sound of bones grinding together could even be heard coming from the Dragon King's body, clearly indicating that the power from the field had begun to act on his internal body!
The pain caused the Dragon King's expression to change slightly, but only subtly. It did not cause him to lose his composure or his majestic and imposing aura.
"Even the heavens cannot overwhelm me, so what can a mere domain do? I possess a body honed through countless battles, capable of contending with heaven and earth. If the heavens try to suppress me, I will destroy them! Ah..."
With a roar from the Dragon King, a power that had been suppressed to the extreme erupted from his body, instantly creating a powerful aura...
This caused the ascetic monk who had gone to meditation to suddenly look up, a hint of surprise on his withered face. He simply couldn't believe that the Dragon King could actually resist such a powerful force. He had thought that by borrowing the power of the senior holy monk, he could dominate the world, but he never expected that the Dragon King would slap him in the face so hard.
The Dragon King's words were filled with unparalleled domineering power and confidence, unleashing his indomitable spirit...
The field began to crumble under the Dragon King's impact. If it continued to be forced to hold on, it would bring backlash to the ascetic monk!
But in such a confrontation, there is no room for hesitation or retreat, because taking a step back means falling into an abyss...
So the ascetic monk slowly raised his clasped hands, then, with all the strength he had accumulated, slowly pressed them down…
The stretched-out field actually showed signs of stabilizing at this moment, and the entire field began to shrink slowly!
"My fate is in my own hands, not in the hands of heaven..."
The Dragon King spread his arms, and two golden dragons shot into the sky from his hands, crashing directly into the edge of the field. This caused the field, which had just stabilized, to tremble violently once again, and cracks appeared at the point of impact…
The field has reached a critical point. In just a few breaths, this field will no longer be a cage trapping the Dragon King, but a venomous snake capable of turning against the ascetic monk…
"Since that's the case, let's destroy it..."
The ascetic monk's voice rang out, his tone filled with extreme thoughts, and his actions were even more extreme—he actually chose to self-destruct all the relics, unleashing their power in an instant…
The ascetic monk, already facing a backlash, disregarded his own safety, an act no different from that of a madman; all he wanted was to win this battle…
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Explosions rang out, and for the first time, the Dragon King's expression changed. He looked at the ascetic in disbelief, never expecting the man to be so insane, not even caring about his own life...
The chaotic mental energy instantly broke through his mental defenses, causing his mind to lose its ability to think and become completely blank...
If the ascetic were to attack him at this moment, he could easily kill him...
But the ascetic had also lost all his strength. He, who had been floating in mid-air, fell directly to the ground. He remained in a cross-legged position, but his head drooped limply. If it weren't for the faint breath he was still breathing, one would have thought he had died from the backlash...
The Dragon King's spiritual power was instantly reduced by a third after being swept away by this chaotic spiritual energy, causing his face to turn pale in an instant...
When he regained consciousness, he was still standing there upright, but the situation around him was truly horrific…
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