In a separate courtyard, Wei Haolong stood atop a sea of red clouds. As he watched the dense fiery meteors being shattered by Shu Han's fists, feelings of anger mixed with surprise surged within him.
He snorted coldly and threw his spear forcefully. With a rapid sequence of hand gestures, the engulfing flames on the spear transformed its shape. In an instant, the spear became a roaming fire dragon.
The dragon's vast body illuminated the surroundings as if it were daylight. Its head roared at Shu Han and charged fiercely.
Gathering all his strength, Shu Han landed a punch on the dragon's forehead.
A mix of black and red flames splattered from the point of contact, making it hard to determine the victor.
Wei Haolong was astounded. He had never imagined Shu Han's physical strength reaching such levels. Typically, when he summoned this fire dragon, even advanced cultivators would find it formidable.
The fire dragon, transformed from the Heavenly Fire Dominating Break Technique, had an immensely explosive power. It could directly melt any magic treasure not at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage.
Shu Han was also exerting himself considerably. He roared, with dark patterns emerging on his arms, finally managing to punch the fire dragon away.
However, the dragon maneuvered around Wei Haolong, its body size decreasing.
The fiery glow on the dragon started turning from scorching red to a faint white. The dragon made a U-turn and pounced once more. Shu Han quickly raised his right hand in defense.
Yet, the moment they made contact, the explosive power of the dragon sent Shu Han flying.
"Damn it!" Song Changyi shouted, "Brother Yu! This is the Heavenly Fire Dominating Break Technique! With each attack, it compresses the Earth Dragon Fire using the opponent's power, increasing its explosive force! He's already compressed it twice. Its power is nearing that of a typical Core Formation cultivator."
Twice, and it's already on par with a Core Formation cultivator! No wonder I couldn't defend against it!
Shu Han squinted at Wei Haolong, who still seemed at ease, realizing that looks can indeed be deceiving.
Deservedly ranked third on the Heavenly Fire Leaderboard, he might seem ordinary, but when he fights, there's no room for mistakes!
The fire dragon circled around Wei Haolong again, its form shrinking even more.
Song Changyi yelled, "Wei Haolong! Enough! Brother Yu is only at the late stage of cultivation. Using the third compression is excessive!"
"Excessive?" Wei Haolong snorted coldly, "I want to see if he can withstand the fourth compression! Go!"
The fire dragon, now turning from blazing red to almost white, attacked once more. After three compressions, the explosive force of the Earth Dragon Fire had reached a terrifying level.
As the fire dragon approached, the surrounding air ignited due to its immense explosive power, causing a series of minor explosions around it.
The explosions that filled the sky felt like the apocalypse, and the intense heat from the fiery wind put an immense pressure on Shu Han.
Is this the power of the Heavenly Fire Dominating Break Technique? So powerful!
Whoosh!
Eight sword-like wings spread out, held in a right hand covered in dark patterns, was the shining Eight-Direction Evil-Breaking Sword.
Now, Shu Han could finally unleash the true power of this divine artifact.
Suddenly, with a flap of his eight wings, Shu Han soared upwards, dodging the fire dragon's attack.
Missing its target, the fire dragon swiftly turned upward, attacking Shu Han from below.
As a solemn chant filled the air, Shu Han held the Eight-Direction Evil-Breaking Sword in front of him. A golden light emerged from his brow, and the eight sword wings split instantly. Countless small golden swords formed three dense circles of a sword formation around Shu Han. With Shu Han lifting the Eight-Direction Evil-Breaking Sword, the three circles ascended and fused into the sword.
In a split second, both Shu Han and the Eight-Direction Evil-Breaking Sword shone with a dazzling golden light.
Suddenly, a massive golden phantom appeared in the sky. Towering and majestic, it wielded the golden divine sword, slashing downward.
"Subdue the Eight Directions!"
The immense Eight-Direction Evil-Breaking Sword descended from the sky, embodying righteousness, slicing through the arrogant fire dragon, and returning it to its original form: a silver spear engulfed in flames.
Wei Haolong gazed at the golden figure before him, drawing a sharp intake of breath.
The thrice-compressed Heavenly Fire Dominating Break Technique, capable of defeating the fifth-ranked on the Fire Leaderboard, was effortlessly felled by the golden sword.
Wei Haolong's competitive spirit surged.
With a gesture, the silver spear transformed into a beam of light, returning to his grasp.
Facing the golden illusion of Shu Han, Wei Haolong showed no fear. His spear pierced his palm, and his crimson blood, along with the fiery Earth Dragon Fire, flowed into the spear.
Empowered by the blood, the spear's aura intensified, behaving like a wild horse trying to break free in Wei Haolong's hand. Shu Han watched intently, his Clear Bright Spiritual Eye activated, observing Wei Haolong's concentrated energy. A faint image of the Golden Core began to manifest in Wei Haolong's brow.
Is this the prowess of a Core Formation cultivator?
Wei Haolong beckoned, and twenty-eight candle stands radiated from his hands, each ablaze with the fierce flames of the Earth Dragon.
Under the candlelight, the silver spear in his hand began to move swiftly. With each swing, more essence of the Earth Dragon Fire gathered. As his movements grew faster, a snow-white dragon circled him.
The twenty-eight candle stands, each burning with Earth Dragon Fire, connected and formed a profound formation beneath Wei Haolong's feet.
Song Changyi shouted, "That's the Twenty-Eight Fire Dragon Stand! With this formation, Wei Haolong can compress the Earth Dragon Fire to its fourth level! Its power is nearly comparable to a Golden Core cultivator!"
Comparable to the Golden Core! This guy was hiding his true strength all along!
Shu Han couldn't be careless. He couldn't let Wei gather more strength. The massive golden phantom swung its sword, and a rain of golden light, like a downpour, descended from the sky.
However, when this sword rain met the white dragon shield around Wei Haolong, it disappeared as if sinking into the ocean, inadvertently aiding Wei Haolong in compressing the Earth Dragon Fire.
"Damn it!"
Shu Han almost forgot that the Heavenly Fire Dominating Break Technique's specialty was harnessing an opponent's power to compress the flames.
Unless the power exceeded the caster's limit, it only served to enhance his technique!
Crack!
Thunder rumbled around Shu Han's golden form.
Around the phantom Eight-Direction Evil-Breaking Sword, three thunder-summoning banners hovered.
Clouds in the night sky were immediately stirred by these banners, drawing down bolts of lightning onto the Eight-Direction Evil-Breaking Sword.
At this moment, Wei Haolong's fourth compression was about to complete. The white dragon, now extremely small and dazzling, wound slowly around his wrist.
Wei Haolong also activated his Clear Bright Spiritual Eye and saw Shu Han channeling lightning. He thought in surprise, "You easily broke my third level and probably won't be fazed by the fourth. Haven't you always wanted to spar with me? Come on, then!"
"Ha!"
With a wave of his hand, Wei Haolong unleashed the white dragon, which transformed into a blazing white light. The surrounding air was drained, and it charged at Shu Han with explosive heat.
The explosion's shockwave knocked down the surrounding bamboo forest, melting the ground into a pool of magma.
"Bring it on!"
Shu Han powered up the Eight-Direction Evil-Breaking Sword, facing the white dragon, while simultaneously releasing chaotic thunderbolts from the three banners. The golden sword, wrapped in white chaotic lightning, roared forward.
Seeing this, Song Changyi transformed into a streak of light, quickly retreating from the battlefield.
"Brilliant move!" He couldn't help but praise, "Wei Haolong hasn't been idle these years; his fourth level is so refined! I'm unsure if I could take him down now. As for Brother Yu, his techniques are even more enigmatic and profound, unfathomable in depth. With such combat prowess in the initial stages, if he reaches the Core Formation stage, I'm afraid I'm no match for him!"
In a separate courtyard, Wei Haolong stood atop a sea of red clouds. As he watched the dense fiery meteors being shattered by Shu Han's fists, feelings of anger mixed with surprise surged within him.
He snorted coldly and threw his spear forcefully. With a rapid sequence of hand gestures, the engulfing flames on the spear transformed its shape. In an instant, the spear became a roaming fire dragon.
The dragon's vast body illuminated the surroundings as if it were daylight. Its head roared at Shu Han and charged fiercely.
Gathering all his strength, Shu Han landed a punch on the dragon's forehead.
A mix of black and red flames splattered from the point of contact, making it hard to determine the victor.
Wei Haolong was astounded. He had never imagined Shu Han's physical strength reaching such levels. Typically, when he summoned this fire dragon, even advanced cultivators would find it formidable.
The fire dragon, transformed from the Heavenly Fire Dominating Break Technique, had an immensely explosive power. It could directly melt any magic treasure not at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage.
Shu Han was also exerting himself considerably. He roared, with dark patterns emerging on his arms, finally managing to punch the fire dragon away.
However, the dragon maneuvered around Wei Haolong, its body size decreasing.
The fiery glow on the dragon started turning from scorching red to a faint white. The dragon made a U-turn and pounced once more. Shu Han quickly raised his right hand in defense.
Yet, the moment they made contact, the explosive power of the dragon sent Shu Han flying.
"Damn it!" Song Changyi shouted, "Brother Yu! This is the Heavenly Fire Dominating Break Technique! With each attack, it compresses the Earth Dragon Fire using the opponent's power, increasing its explosive force! He's already compressed it twice. Its power is nearing that of a typical Core Formation cultivator."
Twice, and it's already on par with a Core Formation cultivator! No wonder I couldn't defend against it!
Shu Han squinted at Wei Haolong, who still seemed at ease, realizing that looks can indeed be deceiving.
Deservedly ranked third on the Heavenly Fire Leaderboard, he might seem ordinary, but when he fights, there's no room for mistakes!
The fire dragon circled around Wei Haolong again, its form shrinking even more.
Song Changyi yelled, "Wei Haolong! Enough! Brother Yu is only at the late stage of cultivation. Using the third compression is excessive!"
"Excessive?" Wei Haolong snorted coldly, "I want to see if he can withstand the fourth compression! Go!"
The fire dragon, now turning from blazing red to almost white, attacked once more. After three compressions, the explosive force of the Earth Dragon Fire had reached a terrifying level.
As the fire dragon approached, the surrounding air ignited due to its immense explosive power, causing a series of minor explosions around it.
The explosions that filled the sky felt like the apocalypse, and the intense heat from the fiery wind put an immense pressure on Shu Han.
Is this the power of the Heavenly Fire Dominating Break Technique? So powerful!
Whoosh!
Eight sword-like wings spread out, held in a right hand covered in dark patterns, was the shining Eight-Direction Evil-Breaking Sword.
Now, Shu Han could finally unleash the true power of this divine artifact.
Suddenly, with a flap of his eight wings, Shu Han soared upwards, dodging the fire dragon's attack.
Missing its target, the fire dragon swiftly turned upward, attacking Shu Han from below.
As a solemn chant filled the air, Shu Han held the Eight-Direction Evil-Breaking Sword in front of him. A golden light emerged from his brow, and the eight sword wings split instantly. Countless small golden swords formed three dense circles of a sword formation around Shu Han. With Shu Han lifting the Eight-Direction Evil-Breaking Sword, the three circles ascended and fused into the sword.
In a split second, both Shu Han and the Eight-Direction Evil-Breaking Sword shone with a dazzling golden light.
Suddenly, a massive golden phantom appeared in the sky. Towering and majestic, it wielded the golden divine sword, slashing downward.
"Subdue the Eight Directions!"
The immense Eight-Direction Evil-Breaking Sword descended from the sky, embodying righteousness, slicing through the arrogant fire dragon, and returning it to its original form: a silver spear engulfed in flames.
Wei Haolong gazed at the golden figure before him, drawing a sharp intake of breath.
The thrice-compressed Heavenly Fire Dominating Break Technique, capable of defeating the fifth-ranked on the Fire Leaderboard, was effortlessly felled by the golden sword.
Wei Haolong's competitive spirit surged.
With a gesture, the silver spear transformed into a beam of light, returning to his grasp.
Facing the golden illusion of Shu Han, Wei Haolong showed no fear. His spear pierced his palm, and his crimson blood, along with the fiery Earth Dragon Fire, flowed into the spear.
Empowered by the blood, the spear's aura intensified, behaving like a wild horse trying to break free in Wei Haolong's hand. Shu Han watched intently, his Clear Bright Spiritual Eye activated, observing Wei Haolong's concentrated energy. A faint image of the Golden Core began to manifest in Wei Haolong's brow.
Is this the prowess of a Core Formation cultivator?
Wei Haolong beckoned, and twenty-eight candle stands radiated from his hands, each ablaze with the fierce flames of the Earth Dragon.
Under the candlelight, the silver spear in his hand began to move swiftly. With each swing, more essence of the Earth Dragon Fire gathered. As his movements grew faster, a snow-white dragon circled him.
The twenty-eight candle stands, each burning with Earth Dragon Fire, connected and formed a profound formation beneath Wei Haolong's feet.
Song Changyi shouted, "That's the Twenty-Eight Fire Dragon Stand! With this formation, Wei Haolong can compress the Earth Dragon Fire to its fourth level! Its power is nearly comparable to a Golden Core cultivator!"
Comparable to the Golden Core! This guy was hiding his true strength all along!
Shu Han couldn't be careless. He couldn't let Wei gather more strength. The massive golden phantom swung its sword, and a rain of golden light, like a downpour, descended from the sky.
However, when this sword rain met the white dragon shield around Wei Haolong, it disappeared as if sinking into the ocean, inadvertently aiding Wei Haolong in compressing the Earth Dragon Fire.
"Damn it!"
Shu Han almost forgot that the Heavenly Fire Dominating Break Technique's specialty was harnessing an opponent's power to compress the flames.
Unless the power exceeded the caster's limit, it only served to enhance his technique!
Crack!
Thunder rumbled around Shu Han's golden form.
Around the phantom Eight-Direction Evil-Breaking Sword, three thunder-summoning banners hovered.
Clouds in the night sky were immediately stirred by these banners, drawing down bolts of lightning onto the Eight-Direction Evil-Breaking Sword.
At this moment, Wei Haolong's fourth compression was about to complete. The white dragon, now extremely small and dazzling, wound slowly around his wrist.
Wei Haolong also activated his Clear Bright Spiritual Eye and saw Shu Han channeling lightning. He thought in surprise, "You easily broke my third level and probably won't be fazed by the fourth. Haven't you always wanted to spar with me? Come on, then!"
"Ha!"
With a wave of his hand, Wei Haolong unleashed the white dragon, which transformed into a blazing white light. The surrounding air was drained, and it charged at Shu Han with explosive heat.
The explosion's shockwave knocked down the surrounding bamboo forest, melting the ground into a pool of magma.
"Bring it on!"
Shu Han powered up the Eight-Direction Evil-Breaking Sword, facing the white dragon, while simultaneously releasing chaotic thunderbolts from the three banners. The golden sword, wrapped in white chaotic lightning, roared forward.
Seeing this, Song Changyi transformed into a streak of light, quickly retreating from the battlefield.
"Brilliant move!" He couldn't help but praise, "Wei Haolong hasn't been idle these years; his fourth level is so refined! I'm unsure if I could take him down now. As for Brother Yu, his techniques are even more enigmatic and profound, unfathomable in depth. With such combat prowess in the initial stages, if he reaches the Core Formation stage, I'm afraid I'm no match for him!"
