176: Chapter 176 Imperial Art Showdown

Boom!

On the Imperial Battle Stage, deafening roars rumbled endlessly.

One could see fierce flames surging over Jiang Weiting's body as he clenched his hands into fists and swung the ' Great Sun Void-Shattering Fist ' towards You Qianyu ahead.

In an instant, he threw over a hundred punches; with every punch thrown, it manifested a scorching sun that bombarded forward.

Over half of the sky above the entire Imperial Battle Stage was shrouded by his fist imprints.

Wherever the great sun's fist passed, raging flames burned, stirring up long trails of fire that weighed down so heavily they caused the Void Realm ahead to shatter.

Those fiery trails burned the trailing Void Realm until it distorted, transforming into a long river of fire.

Such momentum was terrifying to the extreme, truly peerless in its tyranny and utterly unstoppable.

" As expected of the Jiang Imperial Clan... This ' Great Sun Void-Shattering Fist ' is simply unstoppable! "

" This punch alone is enough to sweep through the same rank! "

Near those viewing platforms, quasi-emperors from various Immortal Saint Empires sighed in low voices.

Many people looked at Jiang Weiting with faces full of awe.

They asked themselves that if they fought in the same realm, they would fundamentally be unable to receive this wave of offensive.

" Hmph, although the ' Great Sun Void-Shattering Fist ' is extraordinary, the Great Emperor within our clan long ago devised a method to crack this imperial skill. "

On one of the viewing platforms, You Qingxuan, a quasi-emperor of the Nether Flame Fire Crow Clan, let out a cold hum, paying no mind to Jiang Weiting's offensive.

He looked coldly ahead.

However, he saw that high above on the hanging Imperial Battle Stage, You Qianyu of the Nether Flame Fire Crow Clan stood proudly in the air, looking coldly forward.

With a guidance of his hands, dark flames within his body surged into the sky, manifesting a fire crow with wings spanning a thousand meters.

" The divine crow descends to the mortal dust, the fire domain's boundaries are boundless! "

Simultaneously, a chillingly eerie voice sounded from You Qianyu's mouth.

Then, seeing his hand seals guide it, the fire crow high in the sky curled its wings and swooped downwards.

As those wings stirred, dark flames immediately swept out, instantly filling the Void Realm and covering more than half of the Imperial Battle Stage.

Layer upon layer of raging flames rolled over like surging waves, transforming the sky above the Imperial Battle Stage into a dark sea of fire.

Those individual sun fist imprints were directly submerged by the terrifying waves, as if sinking into the sea or falling into a muddy swamp.

The fist power, which could originally shatter the Void Realm, was unexpectedly dissipated by more than half, and the raging flames upon the suns gradually extinguished.

At the same time, the fire crow shining with a dim light flew over; its Aura was majestic, and as its wings rolled, feather blades formed rivers of swords.

Clang, clang!

The feather swords swept past like lines of sword rivers, piercing and shattering those suns with weakening Aura one by one.

Boom, boom!

Instantly, on that battle stage, the sun-like fist imprints shattered piece by piece.

Following that, the nether flames also swept towards Jiang Weiting, who was punching forward.

Besides this, the fire crow opened its mouth, spitting out raging flames like a pillar of fire that directly shattered the Void Realm and rapidly assaulted Jiang Weiting.

Such an offensive took merely two breaths of time from when Jiang Weiting unleashed the ' Great Sun Void-Shattering Fist '.

When the raging flames rolled over, Jiang Weiting felt ripples spread around him; he felt as though he had fallen into a quagmire, while the flames below transformed into numerous giant hands that grabbed his ankles, causing his body to sink downwards and lose its agility.

Jiang Weiting's mind stirred immediately, and he executed an imperial skill.

" ' My Body as a Furnace '! "

Jiang Weiting shouted loudly, flames surging around his body and burning fiercely.

He burned the nether flames beneath his feet into nothingness.

The dark sea collapsed, burned into a vacuum by the sun flames emanating from his body.

A blazing magical furnace manifested around his body, and with him inside it, ten thousand laws could not invade.

The exact moment this furnace condensed and formed, the nether flame light rainbow spat out by the fire crow bombarded the furnace.

Boom!

The furnace trembled, developing a few cracks.

" Not good... " Seeing this, the Cultivators of the Jiang Clan all felt a chill in their hearts.

" This is an imperial skill created by the Nether Crow Clan to crack our Jiang Imperial Clan's! "

Jiang Zhengyang's pupils constricted.

His face was filled with worry.

However, the moment cracks appeared on the furnace, several more nether flame sword rivers pierced towards the furnace manifested by Jiang Weiting.

Boom!

The furnace was pierced and shattered, and the six sword rivers, resembling six sword crows carrying the momentum of annihilating ten thousand laws, thrust towards Jiang Weiting himself.

Jiang Weiting's hands guided the energy, and flames blossomed before him, instantly manifesting nine flame light shields to block in front of him.

At the same time, his body moved, soaring straight up and flying into the high altitude.

However, the light shields were instantly crushed.

Just as he flew into the high altitude, You Qianyu's second imperial skill had already been executed; nether flames flickered before him, transforming into nine fire crows that soared straight up, assaulting Jiang Weiting who had flown into the air, with the fire crows spitting raging flames from their mouths like rays of light cutting across the Void Realm.

There were also feather swords transforming into sword rivers that attacked him.

In his haste, Jiang Weiting executed an imperial skill, manifesting nine flame tornadoes in front of him that swept away.

However, with a sweep of the fire crows and a flash of the nether flames, those tornadoes were completely crushed.

Afterwards, nine rays of light charged forward, aiming directly at Jiang Weiting.

Jiang Weiting manifested a wall of flame light to protect his body, but it was shattered.

Boom!

The light rays struck, knocking Jiang Weiting flying.

When Jiang Weiting was knocked flying, strips of sword rivers carrying raging flames assaulted him.

That appearance clearly intended to take advantage of the momentum to severely injure him and cripple his Foundation.

" Young Master Weiting! "

Seeing this, a Saint shouted loudly.

" Grand-uncle! "

A young Jiang Clan disciple wore a worried expression.

When those feather swords assaulted him, Jiang Weiting frowned.

" Alas! " He sighed softly, a light rune flashing between his brows.

A quasi-emperor bell manifested, enshrouding him within it.

Clang, clang!

The sword rivers stabbed against the bell, producing burst after burst of clanging sounds.

" Jiang Weiting of the Jiang Clan, defeated! "

When this quasi-emperor bell was sacrificed, an ethereal and indifferent voice rang out on the Imperial Battle Stage.

This was the true spirit of the Imperial Stage.

The Imperial Stage Battle.

All duels were conducted using Divine Abilities and Daoist techniques.

Weapons were not allowed to be used.

Once a weapon was activated, it was regarded as conceding defeat.

As the voice of the Imperial Battle Stage artifact spirit sounded, Jiang Weiting was enveloped by a beam of light and swept out of the Imperial Battle Stage.

Immediately, a Great Saint from the Jiang Clan flew out, manifesting a long bridge of flames to catch Jiang Weiting.

" Alas. " Jiang Weiting sighed and flew together with him towards the viewing platform where the Jiang Clan disciples were located.

" Old Ancestor... "

Jiang Hua, the Jiang Clan Great Saint, stepped forward to ask if he had been injured.

" I am fine, but having been defeated this time, I can no longer enter the Imperial Battle Stage to obtain the chance to enter the Imperial Rank Great Dao Origin Pool. "

Jiang Weiting wore a look of regret.

The remaining Jiang Clan disciples also wore faces full of sorrow and gloom.

Now, Jiang Zhengyang and Jiang Weiting, two Divine Sons from three generations ago, had both been defeated.

The Jiang Clan...

Who else could go challenge the Imperial Battle Stage?

" Hmph, the so-called strongest Divine Son of past generations of the Jiang Clan... nothing much! "

Quasih-emperor You Qingxuan of the Nether Flame Crow Clan sneered.

" Hehe, it seems the Jiang Clan is finished. A dignified quasi-emperor... and a previous generation's Divine Son... yet they are actually unable to withstand a single blow? "

" The Jiang Clan has lost two quasi-emperors in a row; it seems they have no affinity with the Great Emperor's Dao Pool. "

" Hehe, to think they still thought about entering the Great Emperor's Dao Pool to find Origin liquid to prolong the life of their ancient emperor... This time, I'm afraid it's hanging by a thread. "

" Without sufficient Great Dao Origin liquid, the Jiang Clan's ancient emperor is probably already devoid of the power to fight again... If an Immortal War is stirred up next time, they will surely perish. "

On the nearby viewing platforms, many Cultivators of the imperial clans mocked and ridiculed them.

On the Imperial Battle Stage, You Qianyu cast a disdainful gaze towards the viewing platform where the Jiang Clan Cultivators were located.

" The Divine Son of Jiang is merely an ant. Is there still anyone else who wants to step forward for a battle? "

He spoke in an indifferent tone with a face full of provocation.