96: Chapter 96 Bare-handedly confronting a Quasi-Emperor's Weapon

In an instant, Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang's Aura climbed to its limit, approaching that of a Quasi-Emperor.

The power of the Law that had just threatened to annihilate all Dharmas was slowly being incinerated by his burning flames.

Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang's Dharma body began to move freely.

Subsequently, with a movement of his palm, those black flames were injected into the spear. With a tremor, the spear shattered the flame protective barrier in Jiang Nianyang's area, and a majestic force swept toward Jiang Nianyang, making him feel as though surging waves were rolling in.

His body involuntarily flew backward.

However, before those towering waves could touch his body, ripples appeared in front of him.

A familiar man appeared beside him, extended his arm, and caught him in one go.

Along with this, a mighty power of the Law swept out from the man's body, transforming into a domain field to protect him within.

The feeling of being crushed vanished right then and there.

Jiang Nianyang felt a warmth in his heart and looked up.

The man who caught him was none other than Uncle Xie Wushang.

Xie Wushang caught Jiang Nianyang, immediately steadied him, and made him stand by his side.

"How is it? Are you hurt anywhere?" Xie Wushang crouched down and gently stroked Jiang Nianyang's head as he spoke.

His voice was gentle and soft, his face filled with paternal affection.

Being looked at like this by Xie Wushang, Jiang Nianyang felt a warmth in his heart while also feeling rather embarrassed.

"U-Uncle, I'm fine." Jiang Nianyang touched his head and said.

"It's good that you're fine." Xie Wushang glanced at Jiang Nianyang, patted his small shoulder, and let out a slight breath of relief.

In his heart, his son's safety was of the utmost importance.

Because of this, without delaying even for a single breath, he directly appeared by Jiang Nianyang's side.

He hadn't even paid attention to Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang, who was currently gathering his momentum.

After all, only by protecting his son by his side first could he feel at ease.

"Uncle Wushang is really nice." Being cared for by Uncle Xie with pats on the shoulder, Jiang Nianyang felt a warm sensation in his heart.

"Hmph, brat, with a formidable enemy right before us, you still dare to chat idly. You're simply courting death!" Just at this moment, a cold snort rang out.

Accompanying it was a surging wave akin to world-destroying billows, rolling over in anger.

"My spear strike will make you despair!"

Then they saw Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang's Dharma body take a large stride forward, gripping his long spear and thrusting toward Xie Wushang.

As this spear thrust forward, the spear radiance burst forth, resembling a rainbow light falling from the Nine Heavens, seeming capable of obliterating mountains and rivers.

Wherever the raging black flames passed, the Void Realm directly collapsed inward, turning into a void abyss.

"Not good, Uncle, be careful!" Seeing this, Jiang Nianyang's pupils constricted as he hurriedly stepped forward, intending to block in front of Xie Wushang.

"Young Lord, be careful!" In the distance, Jiang Mo and Jiang Xun had just stepped out from the spacetime tunnel. Upon seeing this scene, they let out shrill cries of alarm, their hearts jumping to their throats. Jiang Mo strode forward with blazing flames engulfing his entire body, wishing he could immediately appear at the front.

"Hmph, what a courting-death fellow. In front of a quasi-emperor weapon, he still dares to idle about." In the nearby Void Realm, Wang Shouyi let out a cold snort with a sneer curling at the corner of his mouth. In his view, under a quasi-emperor weapon, the Divine Son of Jiang was virtually at a dead end.

After all, for him to make a move at this moment was already too late.

Even a Great Saint, caught off guard, how much combat power could they possibly display?

Naturally, they could not withstand a single strike from their own quasi-emperor weapon.

"Very well, slaughtering both Divine Sons of the Jiang Clan together this time will allow our Wang Clan to sit back and relax without worries."

The gazes of the other nine Wang Clan Saints were icy cold, though they also breathed a sigh of relief. Once this matter succeeded, they would be the meritorious heroes of the Wang Clan.

"Overestimating your capabilities!" Just as everyone was lost in various thoughts, Xie Wushang slowly turned around and looked at the oncoming long spear.

He blocked in front of Jiang Nianyang with his large hand, signaling the little fellow to take a step back.

Jiang Nianyang was startled in his heart. He looked up, worry flashing in his eyes, as if asking: "Can you hold this off?"

If he couldn't hold it off, Jiang Nianyang intended to let his Revered Master make a move.

"Rest assured, I am here." Xie Wushang glanced at Jiang Nianyang, his voice gentle and doting.

Afterwards, he took a large stride forward, his body suddenly soaring straight up into the air, appearing directly ten zhang high in the sky.

He appeared beneath the long river evolved from the black spear radiance burst forth by Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang's long spear.

He slowly extended his palm and reached out toward that spear radiance.

"This... Is the Divine Son planning to meet the quasi-emperor weapon bare-handed?" In the distance, Jiang Mo, who was rushing over, was completely dumbfounded.

He looked at the scene ahead in utter disbelief.

The quasi-emperor weapon's spear radiance was fierce and chilling, and the black flames upon it incinerated even the Void Realm into nothingness, causing space to collapse into a dark abyss.

Facing such a terrifying strike, even a Great Saint could only retreat and avoid it.

Yet the Divine Son before them was actually receiving it bare-handed?

"Doesn't the Divine Son have a quasi-emperor weapon?" Countless thoughts flashed through Jiang Mo's mind.

Back then, Xie Wushang had once displayed a special Aura in Jiuyang Emperor Valley.

People of the Jiang Clan deduced that Xie Wushang should be wielding a quasi-emperor weapon.

Just now when Xie Wushang soared up into the sky, Jiang Mo had thought the former was going to activate a quasi-emperor weapon!

The scene before him left his mind blank for a moment, completely failing to understand why.

"Courting death!" Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang looked coldly at Xie Wushang.

"Nineteen Ancestor, remember to spare his life and do not destroy his Emperor's blood." Wang Shouyi hurriedly sent a voice transmission to Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang.

In his view, for Xie Wushang to confront the quasi-emperor weapon head-on like this, the slightest mishap would result in the destruction of both body and soul, wasting that body of Emperor's blood.

"Rest assured, this seat will control his power well!" Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang said coldly.

Just at this moment, radiance suddenly bloomed on Xie Wushang's palm, evolving an incomparably profound whirlpool within it.

As this whirlpool churned, it seemed to connect to an abyss inside, yet also appeared to contain a world within itself.

The instant the whirlpool appeared, the spear radiance burst forth by Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang's quasi-emperor weapon turned into true qi, beginning to scatter and get sucked away.

The spear radiance was diverted like a long river, and then frantically sucked into the whirlpool evolved within Xie Wushang's large palm.

Merely in an instant, the spear radiance immediately scattered apart, losing all its imposing momentum.

"This is... the legendary 'Great Devouring Technique'?" Seeing this, Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang's pupils constricted, a chill running through his heart.

"Isn't he a descendant of the Jiang Clan? How could he know the imperial art of Emperor Swallowing Heaven?" His face was filled with astonishment.

This was an imperial art created back then by Emperor Swallowing Heaven, who had shaken the entire Cangyuan Realm.

Such a secret technique was something ordinary clans simply could not Revered Master.

Even if someone comprehended this 'Great Devouring Technique', they would be secretly eliminated by the lineage of Emperor Swallowing Heaven.

After all, this was a clan-suppressing technique, the very Foundation of an Emperor Clan; how could it be controlled by outsiders?

"This child is no ordinary person." An ominous premonition surged into Grand Commander Wang Zhaoyang's heart.

Just at this moment, a burst of flames flared across Xie Wushang's body, and Dragon Qi rose upward.

Upon his skin, a purplish-gold luster emerged, which then seemed to transform into pieces of Dragon scales, attaching themselves to his skin.

He extended his palm and firmly grabbed the tip of the plunging long spear.

Clang!

A metallic collision sound rang out, and sparks burst forth.

Under the gaze of numerous pairs of eyes, Xie Wushang clenched his five fingers tightly, grasping that quasi-emperor-grade treasured spear.

Sparks bloomed in his palm, yet the shattering of his palm that everyone had imagined did not occur.

Instead, the devouring abyss in his palm churned, and the majestic devouring force completely swallowed the flames and power upon the spear.