Chapter 286 Fierce Battle

The corners of Old Monster Lin's mouth curled up slightly. Without any visible movement, the aura around his body began to surge.

Peak Nine-Star Dou Zun.

He didn't use his full strength, merely wanting to test Shen Wen's depth first.

"Come."

As soon as he spoke, Shen Wen moved.

His speed reached the absolute limit. With the Xing Character Secret fully activated beneath his feet, his entire being turned into a streak of light streaking across the sky, appearing before Old Monster Lin in the blink of an eye!

Clenching his right hand into a fist, he threw a punch!

This punch had no fancy tricks; it was the purest form of power.

But that power was too terrifying. Wherever the fist passed, the air was directly blasted apart, letting out a low, muffled roar.

Even before the fist force arrived, the wind from the punch had already plowed a deep trench into the bluish-gray rocks on the ground!

Old Monster Lin raised his hand and met it with a palm strike.

The moment the fist and palm collided, a violent wave of energy exploded from the point of impact, sweeping out in all directions!

The mountain walls surrounding the valley shook violently, and countless crushed stones rustled as they fell!

Shen Wen was forced back several dozen feet by the counter-shock force, but he quickly stabilized his stance.

Old Monster Lin stood where he was, completely motionless.

However, a flicker of surprise flashed through his eyes.

The power of this punch had already exceeded the scope of an ordinary Five-Star Dou Zun.

Shen Wen did not stop. The moment he stabilized his body, the Dou Qi within him began to circulate once more.

True Dragon Precious Art!

He reached out with his right hand, fingers slightly curled. A purple-gold dragon phantom condensed from his palm and roared toward Old Monster Lin!

The dragon phantom was dozens of feet long, with dragon scales, claws, and horns that were lifelike. It carried a pressure originating from the depths of its Bloodline, as if a real Void Ancient Dragon had descended!

Old Monster Lin's eyebrows twitched slightly as he raised his hand and struck out with a palm.

The palm print seemed casual, yet it contained extremely subtle Space Power. As the palm fell, the purple-gold dragon phantom was actually shattered by the blow, dissipating into a sky full of light specks.

But Shen Wen's offensive was far from over.

The moment the dragon phantom dissipated, his figure had already appeared in another position.

True Phoenix Treasure Technique!

A clear Phoenix cry echoed through the heavens and earth as a massive Phoenix phantom emerged behind Shen Wen.

The phantom's wingspan reached a hundred feet. Every single feather was burning with blazing flames, emitting a terrifying aura capable of incinerating all things!

The Phoenix spread its wings, and countless flame feathers shot out like sharp arrows, blanketing Old Monster Lin from above!

Old Monster Lin waved his hand, and an invisible spatial barrier condensed in front of him.

The flame feathers struck the spatial barrier with a sizzling sound, yet they were unable to penetrate it at all.

However, his brow furrowed slightly.

The power of these flame feathers was stronger than he had anticipated.

And... it wasn't just flames.

Following the flame feathers, a massive black shadow suddenly pressed down from the sky!

Kun Peng Treasure Technique!

Shen Wen's figure had appeared high in the air at some unknown point. With both hands held as if embracing something, a massive black phantom condensed before him. The phantom looked like a fish yet was not a fish, like a bird yet was not a bird—it was the legendary Kunpeng!

The Kunpeng spread its wings, blotting out the sun!

The massive phantom slammed down toward Old Monster Lin with extreme speed, so fast that even space began to distort!

A hint of seriousness finally flashed in Old Monster Lin's eyes.

He raised his hand and struck upward with a palm.

This palm strike was no longer casual; it was a true Dou Technique.

Low-level Heaven Rank, Great Compassion Palm!

A massive golden palm print flew out from his palm, meeting the descending Kunpeng phantom!

The two terrifying forces met in mid-air, producing a deafening roar!

The golden palm print and the black Kunpeng phantom remained in a deadlock for a moment before both exploded, turning into a violent turbulence of energy that tore several cracks into the surrounding space!

Old Monster Lin withdrew his hand and looked at Shen Wen, who was standing in the air. The look of appreciation in his eyes grew even stronger.

Peak Nine-Star Dou Zun was no longer enough.

With a thought, his aura climbed once more.

Five-Turn Dou Zun.

Peak Five-Turn Dou Zun.

Peak Nine-Turn Dou Zun.

He only stopped once he reached the Peak of Nine-Turn Dou Zun.

Sensing the increasingly terrifying aura from Old Monster Lin, Shen Wen showed no fear. Instead, an even stronger Battle Intent ignited within him.

He took a deep breath, and the Dou Qi in his body circulated frantically.

Lightning Emperors Secret Art!

In the sky, the originally clear weather suddenly turned gloomy.

Countless thunderclouds condensed out of thin air, rolling and surging. Lightning flickered within them, accompanied by deafening peals of thunder!

In the next instant, countless bolts of lightning descended from the heavens, striking down fiercely toward Old Monster Lin!

This lightning was no ordinary electricity; it was the deep purple lightning of the Lightning Emperor. Each bolt was enough to heavily injure an ordinary Dou Zun!

Old Monster Lin glanced up and waved his hand.

An invisible spatial barrier opened above his head, blocking all the lightning bolts.

The lightning struck the barrier, exploding into countless purple sparks, yet it could not penetrate it at all.

But just then, his eyebrows suddenly twitched.

Because Shen Wen's figure had disappeared.

It wasn't that he was too fast to see; he had truly vanished.

Gu Treasure Art.

The dual Profound Truths of space and time.

In the next moment, Shen Wen's figure appeared behind Old Monster Lin without any warning and threw a punch!

This punch was stronger, fiercer, and faster than before!

Old Monster Lin didn't turn around; he simply struck backward with his palm.

Fist and palm met once again.

But this time, Shen Wen did not retreat.

The Zhe Secret within his body was fully operational. He quickly neutralized the counter-shock force and converted it into momentum for a continued offensive.

Great Desolation Scripture!

A desolate, deathly aura spread out from his body.

Wherever that aura passed, the surrounding energy of the world seemed to become sluggish and stagnant, as if suppressed by some invisible force.

Old Monster Lin frowned slightly.

This aura... is a bit strange.

But he didn't overthink it and struck out with a palm.

However, the moment he attacked, Shen Wen's figure vanished again.

The Gu Treasure Art allowed him to shuttle freely through space, while the Great Desolation Scripture made the surrounding space sluggish. With these two effects, his speed advantage was maximized.

Old Monster Lin struck out several palms in succession, but every single one hit nothing but air.

His frown deepened.

This kid is slippery as an eel.

But at that moment, a low voice suddenly rang out.

"cosmic clock!"

A massive clock shadow emerged out of thin air, enveloping Old Monster Lin within it!

The clock shadow was a pale gold color, with countless profound runes flowing on its surface, emitting a heart-palpitating fluctuation.

It was not an attack, but a suppression, using the power of time and space to trap the enemy inside!

A hint of surprise flashed in Old Monster Lin's eyes.

He raised his hand and struck the wall of the clock with a palm.

Boom!

The clock shadow vibrated violently, but it did not break.

He struck again.

Boom!

Another crack appeared on the clock shadow.

But he didn't get a chance for a third strike.

Because Shen Wen's killing move had arrived.

great dao treasure bottle!

An ink-black small vase condensed above Shen Wen's head, its mouth pointing downward, aimed directly at Old Monster Lin trapped within the clock shadow.

At the mouth of the vase, a pitch-black vortex slowly rotated, emitting a terrifying suction force that seemed to devour all things!