312: Fight the Asura, come and fight!

The compliments and shock from above the Nine Heavens did not affect those at the edge of the ruins in the slightest.

Deep within the collapsed cliff face in the distance.

Several massive rocks were pushed aside with great difficulty by a faint yet stubborn demon power as Mo Yu struggled to climb out of the human-shaped crater, trembling.

He knelt on one knee and violently spat out a mouthful of dark red blood mixed with fragments of his internal organs.

His magnificent dark green battle robe was already tattered beyond recognition, stained with blood and dust.

A clear fist print was indented into his chest, the surrounding bones completely shattered; even with the powerful recovery ability of the Qilin imperial blood, it would be difficult to heal in a short time.

"Urgh..."

He let out a painful, suppressed low roar, the veins on his forehead bulging.

The previous crushing defeat was like the cruelest of nightmares, repeatedly tearing at his pride.

Wang Zhan's punch had not only severely injured his Physical Body, but had also completely shattered the invincible image he had painstakingly built and the glory of the Qilin clan!

"Wang... Zhan..."

Mo Yu lifted his head with difficulty, peering through his disheveled hair toward the figure in the distance, bathed in the prime of the day with a cyan Aura. His eyes were filled with monstrous humiliation, resentment, and a trace of fear he was unwilling to admit even to himself.

The power of that punch had already exceeded his understanding.

How could the Heavenly Azure Sacred Body be this strong?

Xiao Ruobai had already been standing there silently, his deep eyes reflecting the figure in the distant crater, who was as heart-palpitating as the heavens themselves.

He had witnessed the entire process of Wang Zhan activating the Heavenly Azure Sacred Body and defeating his enemy with a single punch.

There was no exclamation, no horror, and not even a ripple could be found on his face.

"The Heavenly Azure Sacred Body, not bad. I wonder if it can help my Heavenly Human Realm Perfection Realm advance further!"

Xiao Ruobai whispered in his heart, and a scorching Battle Intent, as if it could burn the heavens and boil the seas, slowly rose!

It was a long-lost excitement, the feeling of encountering an opponent truly worthy of fighting with all his might!

His previous battles, whether crushing his peers or defying Fakong, though intense, always felt like they were lacking something.

His opponents were either not strong enough, or they had no new tricks after exhausting their methods.

But Wang Zhan, who was before him, was different!

The ancient and majestic nature contained within that cyan Qi and blood, the pure sense of power from a punch thrown without regret that could shatter all laws—all of this made the War God blood in his body roar and yearn!

"Only such an opponent can temper my invincible Battle Intent!!"

In the center of the battlefield, Wang Zhan, having enjoyed a moment of being the focus of everyone's attention and awe, scanned the scene with seemingly calm cyan eyes.

In reality, a tyrannical and matchless Divine Sense had already permeated the area like invisible mercury, silently sweeping across every inch of space and the minds of every spectator.

He was searching!

Searching for that figure who had saved Li Xuanfeng from Fakong's hands and defeated the Buddhist Son of the Western Regions with his bare hands—the Battle Asura!

Although he had won the battle against Mo Yu just now, subconsciously, his true target had always been the mysterious Battle Asura, rumored to be capable of Heaven-Defying cross-Realm battles!

Mo Yu was merely a touchstone to verify the power of his Heavenly Azure Sacred Body!

Suddenly, his Divine Sense paused slightly as it swept over a certain patch of shadow that appeared empty!

There, a hidden yet majestic Battle Intent, like a dormant dragon in the abyss, was slowly being released!

"Found you!"

A radiance of unprecedented brilliance suddenly erupted in Wang Zhan's eyes, like two cyan suns!

The Qi and blood around his body, which had previously calmed down, began to roar uncontrollably again, emitting the sound of surging rivers!

He turned his head sharply, his gaze like two tangible heavenly blades, instantly tearing through the Void Realm and locking firmly onto that figure!

"You have watched for so long, it is time to come out, right?"

Wang Zhan's voice was not loud, but it carried an unstoppable Aura, like three claps of thunder, exploding over the silent ruins and in the hearts of every spectator!

"Battle Asura!"

What?!

The Battle Asura?!

That mysterious Battle Asura who had defeated the Buddhist Son of the Western Regions, Fakong, with his bare hands—was he actually here too?!

"Swish—!"

Countless gazes, filled with unbelievable shock, curiosity, and irrepressible excitement, turned in unison along Wang Zhan's line of sight toward that figure!

His posture was as upright as a pine, his face cold and stern, his eyes calm yet as deep as an abyss—who else could it be but the Battle Asura?

He did not deliberately release his Aura, but just standing there quietly, a tragic and fierce Battle Intent no less than Wang Zhan's soared into the sky, rivaling that heaven-like majesty!

"It really is him! The Battle Asura!"

"My god! When did he arrive? No one even noticed!"

"Wang Zhan just defeated the Kirin Son and his Aura is at its peak, yet he directly challenged him!"

"Now we have a good show to watch! Two of the world's top Prodigies are actually going to clash here!"

Exclamations and discussions swept through the spectator area like a tide; everyone was stunned by this sudden turn of events, and the atmosphere was instantly ignited!

"Wait! Is his Aura still at the Peak Celestial Realm?!"

"That's right! It is the Peak Celestial Realm! Although it is incredibly solid, he definitely has not crossed the threshold of the King Realm!"

"Wang Zhan just punched the Late Stage King Realm Kirin Son into submission! Why would he take the initiative to challenge someone who is a whole major Realm lower than him?"

"What is the meaning of this move by Wang Zhan? Could he be wanting to take advantage of the momentum to establish his authority and crush all potential opponents?"

Voices of doubt and confusion rang out one after another.

In the cultivation world, it is already rare for someone of a higher Realm to take the initiative to challenge someone of a lower Realm, let alone someone like Wang Zhan, a top Prodigy who had just displayed an invincible posture.

But soon, someone with a clear head let out a cold laugh and an exclamation:

"Stupid! What do you know? Precisely because he is Wang Zhan, and precisely because the Battle Asura is only at the Peak Celestial Realm, Wang Zhan's challenge at this moment is even more telling!"

"That's right! The Battle Asura was able to defy the Late Stage King Realm Fakong while at the Peak Celestial Realm; his strength can no longer be measured by common sense!"

"Wang Zhan regards him as a true opponent worthy of him going all out!"

"My goodness, a Peak Celestial Realm Cultivator is regarded as an opponent that must be treated seriously by the King Realm Wang Zhan, who just displayed his Heavenly Azure Sacred Body and defeated his enemy with one punch? Just how strong is this Battle Asura?!"

"This shows that in Wang Zhan's heart, the threat of the Battle Asura is far greater than the Kirin Son Mo Yu from just a moment ago! Even so great that he can ignore this gap of a major Realm!"

These words awakened everyone, and for a time, various complex emotions spread through the crowd.

Some felt that Wang Zhan's move was beneath his status and winning would be dishonorable: "Hmph, even if the Battle Asura is strong, the gap in Realm is there. If Wang Zhan wins like this, it cannot be considered glorious!"

But more people were filled with extreme anticipation and excitement: "King Realm vs. Celestial Realm? No! This is the collision of two peerless Prodigies who possess Heaven-Defying combat power!"

"Realms can no longer measure their true combat power! This is the true battle between dragons and tigers!"

"Fight! Fight quickly! This battle will surely go down in history!"

In a corner of the crowd, Shi Jingxian grinned and slapped the stone wall beside him hard: "Good! Junior Brother Xiao really came! I knew this kind of scene couldn't do without him!"

"So what if it's Wang Zhan? Screw him! Let this bunch of arrogant guys see what real combat power is!"

Some kind-hearted Cultivators could not help but show a trace of worry.

After all, the strength Wang Zhan had just displayed was too terrifying, and his Realm was absolutely dominant; could the Battle Asura really withstand it?

Behind a cloud far from the center of the battlefield, the Dao Protector of the Western Regions Buddhist Sect hid with a gloomy expression.

Behind him, Fakong, with a withered Aura and a dim golden body, sat cross-legged, using a Medicinal Pill to barely stabilize his injuries.

When Xiao Ruobai's figure appeared and was identified by Wang Zhan, Fakong suddenly opened his eyes. His originally solemn face twisted instantly, filled with extreme resentment and a trace of fear he was unwilling to admit even to himself!

He stared fixedly at that black figure, his teeth gnashing with a clattering sound, his Buddhist heart trembling violently, almost shattering again!

It was all because of him! This Battle Asura had ruined everything for him!

Watching the two people confronting each other in the arena, a vicious thought uncontrollably emerged from the bottom of Fakong's heart.

"Fight! Fight! Wang Zhan had better beat him to a pulp on the spot! Crush his bones, extinguish his Battle Intent! Let this evil obstacle also taste the feeling of having his dao foundation destroyed and becoming a laughingstock!"

He seemed to have already seen the scene of Xiao Ruobai being miserably defeated and wailing under Wang Zhan's Heavenly Azure Sacred Body, and a morbid, gleeful flush appeared on his twisted face.

At this moment, any talk of Buddhist purity or compassion had long been swallowed up by his monstrous resentment.