308: Chapter 308 Intense Clash

Just as Wang Zhan's hand gripped the blood-colored battle spear and the demon fire rose on Mo Yu's body—

"Kill!"

Wang Zhan moved first!

There was no superfluous nonsense; his Aura and Killing Intent, built up to their peak, erupted explosively.

He took a step, and the black boulder beneath his feet shattered explosively. His figure transformed into a streak of blood-colored lightning that tore through the sky, and the battle spear in his hand struck out like a venomous dragon leaving its den, aiming straight for Mo Yu's heart!

Simple, direct, and violent!

This spear strike contained the pure Battle Intent forged from his countless battles and slaughter. Wherever the spear tip passed, the space emitted a shrill screech and rippled visibly.

"Well come!"

Mo Yu laughed wildly. Facing this terrifying strike capable of piercing through mountains, he did not dodge or evade.

He splayed the fingers of his right hand, and the dark green demon fire instantly condensed into a giant illusory Qilin claw. The claw tips gleamed with a chilling light, containing the raw power to tear everything apart, and he ferociously grabbed at the incoming spear tip!

Clang—!!!!

When the spear and claw met, they produced a deafening sound like metal clashing. Sharp sound waves, carrying blood-colored Killing Intent and dark green demon fire, erupted outwards in a ring!

"Rumble!"

At the edge of the plaza, several crumbling ruins already on the verge of collapse disintegrated like sandcastles under the shockwave, filling the air with dust.

The spectators in the distance changed color one after another, circulating their spiritual power to protect themselves. Those with weaker cultivation were shaken so badly that their blood surged, and their ears rang incessantly.

The first clash was a draw!

The two separated upon contact, each retreating half a step and leaving deep footprints in the black boulder beneath them.

A trace of surprise flashed in Wang Zhan's blood-colored eyes, but it was immediately replaced by an even more intense Battle Intent.

He could feel that the power coming from his opponent's claw was boundless, carrying a heavy, ancient, and barbaric quality that was in no way inferior to his own Physical Body, which had been tempered a thousand times over.

"Interesting! Take another punch from me!"

Mo Yu shook his wrist, the playful look on his face receding slightly, replaced by a touch of seriousness.

He took the initiative to attack. As his figure swayed, he seemed to transform into a real Qilin, carrying demon fire across the sky as he smashed a fist toward Wang Zhan.

This punch had no frills, only the purest power. The wind from the fist compressed the air, producing a thunderous explosion!

"As if I'm afraid of you!"

Wang Zhan roared, abandoning his spear to use his fist. The blood Qi within his body surged and roared like a great river, and he met the punch head-on!

His fist was shrouded in rich blood-colored light, and visions of mountains of corpses and seas of blood were vaguely visible, rising and falling.

Boom!

The two fists collided again. This time the sound was more muffled, yet it felt like a giant hammer striking everyone's heart.

With the point where their fists met as the center, a more powerful shockwave swept outwards, shattering the stones on the ground inch by inch and forcibly scraping the surface down by three feet!

Violent energy turbulence raged in the air, emitting sounds like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

"Fight!"

"Kill!"

The two figures completely transformed into two beams of light, one blood-red and one dark green, crazily colliding, crossing, separating, and colliding again on the massive plaza!

The speed grew faster and faster, and the power grew stronger and stronger!

Wang Zhan pushed the Wang family battle techniques to the limit. At times he lunged like a Vicious Beast, domineering and peerless; at other times he leaped like a spirit ape, tricky and vicious. Every strike went straight for vital points, with monstrous Killing Intent.

Mo Yu fully displayed the might of a Yao Race Supreme; his Physical Body was his most powerful weapon.

With every step of his Qilin stride, the earth shook and mountains swayed; when he swung his Qilin claw, it tore the sky and split the earth. Demon fire blazed around him, not only capable of burning spiritual power but also eroding the Divine Soul, making it eerie and unpredictable.

Boom! Wang Zhan swept out a whip kick like a blood-colored battle axe, but Mo Yu blocked it with his arm and backhanded a claw, leaving five glaring sparks on his Battle Armor.

Mo Yu opened his mouth and spat out a stream of dark green demon fire that washed over Wang Zhan like a waterfall. Wang Zhan held his battle spear horizontally, the blood-colored light and demon fire fiercely canceling each other out, emitting a "hissing" corrosive sound.

Wherever the two passed, the ground cracked and stones flew through the air!

The spectators were already dazzled, their minds shaken.

"Too strong! Is this the strength of the top Prodigies?"

A young Prodigy muttered to himself, feeling a sense of powerlessness.

"Wang Zhan's killing techniques have reached the Transcendent realm, with every move being lethal! But the Kirin Son's Physical Body and demon power are too terrifying!"

Everyone's eyes were filled with solemnity and yearning.

"They haven't even used their real trump cards yet, and they already possess such power..."

The Jiang Family Divine King Body's eyes flickered, calculating how he would respond if he were the one on the field.

"Refreshing! Hahaha! Now this is more like it!"

Shi Man's eyes shone as he watched, wishing he could rush up and fight a battle as well.

On the battlefield, the two clashed hard once more, each flying backward several hundred zhang before landing steadily.

At this moment, Wang Zhan's Battle Armor had sustained some damage, and his breathing was slightly rapid, but the Battle Intent in his blood-colored eyes burned to its peak.

Mo Yu's dark green battle attire was also stained with dust, and there was a hint of solemnity on his face. The contempt in his vertical pupils had completely vanished, replaced by the excitement of meeting a worthy opponent.

"The warm-up should be over."

Mo Yu licked his lips, a flash of cruel light in his eyes. "Let me show you what true Qilin Divine Might is!"

Before his voice had even faded, he let out a long howl toward the sky. This howl no longer sounded like a human voice, but rather carried the roar of a beast that was ancient, majestic, and domineering over the world!

"Roar—!"

In an instant, the demon clouds behind Mo Yu gathered frantically, and a massive, mountain-sized Mo Yu Qilin dharma body condensed and emerged.

Its scales were dense and terrifying, its horns sinister, and its four hooves trod on fire. Its cold vertical pupils overlooked the world, emitting a Supreme Aura that made one's Soul tremble!

The real decisive battle was only just beginning!

Seeing this, Wang Zhan was not afraid; instead, he revealed a sinister grin, and the blood Qi around his body soared into the sky!

The two peerless Prodigies were finally going to use their hidden Divine Ability trump cards to decide the victor!

Once the Mo Yu Qilin dharma body appeared, the heavens and earth changed color!

That massive dharma body almost occupied half the sky. Its dark green scales shimmered with a metallic luster, and the demon fire beneath its four hooves burned the Void Realm until it twisted.

A Supreme Aura originating from the primordial ancient era pressed down on everyone's hearts like a tangible mountain, causing many Prodigies watching from afar to feel their breath hitch and their Divine Soul tremble!

"To be able to force me to reveal my dharma body, Wang Zhan, you can be proud!"

Mo Yu's voice carried a non-human overlapping echo, as if the dharma body and he were speaking at the same time.

"Now, crawl at my feet and offer up your Origin, and perhaps I might leave you a complete corpse!"

"A mere dharma body dares to act rampant before me?"

Wang Zhan grinned sinisterly. Facing that monstrous demon power, he did not retreat; instead, the Battle Intent around his body erupted like a lit volcano!

"Today, I will smash your turtle shell and pull out your Qilin tendons!"

"Blood Battle Across the Eight Desolations!"

Wang Zhan roared to the sky, and the blood Qi around his body seemed to ignite, turning bright red as blood!

Wang Zhan roared, his battle spear dancing wildly. The massive blood Qi transformed into a blood-colored vortex to protect his body, frantically canceling out the Qilin True Fire that burned everything, emitting a "hissing" shrill sound.

Rumble!

Wang Zhan's Aura surged again, actually faintly rivaling Mo Yu's Qilin dharma body!