317: He's just a defeated opponent.

Above the Nine Heavens, deep within the clouds.

Wang Zhans Father, the middle-aged man in the black robe, his calm demeanor and the faint hint of pride from before had vanished without a trace.

His face was livid, his body leaned forward, and the vast, ocean-like Qi around him fluctuated violently and uncontrollably, causing the surrounding clouds to churn ceaselessly.

He stared intently at the falling figure below, then sharply turned to Xiao Ruobai, who, though kneeling on one knee, still stood tall. His lips moved, but not a single word escaped.

His deep eyes were filled with disbelief, monstrous rage, and a hint of dread that even he was unwilling to admit!

Lost... his son, Zhan'er, actually lost?

After activating his complete Sacred Body phenomenon, and even unleashing all the spiritual power of his Peak King Realm, he lost to a Heavenly Human Realm Cultivator?

How could this be possible?!

"Wang Zhan actually lost to Battle Asura?"

Beside him, a Heavenly Secret Pavilion Grand Elder, enveloped in brilliant starlight, murmured in a daze, his tone filled with world-shattering shock.

Another old woman, surrounded by Sword Qi, slowly exhaled a turbid breath, her voice hoarse: "This child has already shown an invincible momentum. He can defeat a King Realm Sacred Body while in the Heavenly Human Realm. If he Breaks Through to the King Realm, who among his generation can stop him?"

At these words, several Grand Elders standing at the pinnacle of this world felt a chill.

Wang Zhans Father suddenly turned his head, his gaze sweeping over the others like lightning, especially the Heavenly Secret Pavilion Grand Elder, his voice icy and piercing: "This battle was merely a sparring match. My son was just careless for a moment. How can you mere mortals presume to speculate about the potential of a Sacred Body!"

Though he spoke thus, his slightly trembling hand in his sleeve betrayed the turbulent waves within his heart.

He knew better than anyone that a loss was a loss.

After today, Wang Zhan's invincible Dao Heart was broken, and the name Battle Asura would press upon the hearts of all Prodigies of the same generation like a towering mountain!

...Below, amidst the ruins.

After the deathly silence, came a thunderous uproar, like a volcanic eruption!

"He lost! Wang Zhan lost!"

"The Heavenly Azure Sacred Body was actually no match for the War God Body!"

"To defeat a King Realm Sacred Body while in the Heavenly Human Realm! What a Heaven-Defying achievement!"

"Battle Asura! From today onwards, he is the undisputed number one among the younger generation in our Eastern Domain!"

"No! More than just the Eastern Domain! With such combat power, looking across the Five Domains, who among his generation can contend with him?!"

Exclamations, shouts of shock, and excited roars converged into a surging wave of sound, sweeping in all directions.

Countless gazes focused on the dark-golden figure slowly rising, filled with awe, worship, fear, and an indescribable complexity.

And the Prodigies, who were originally arrogant, now had ashen faces and their Dao Hearts swayed.

They once thought they were the protagonists of their era, but this battle today completely shattered their illusions.

To be in the same generation as such a monster was a stroke of luck, to witness a legend, but also a great misfortune, for their light would be completely overshadowed.

Xiao Ruobai slowly straightened his body, wiping away the bloodstain from the corner of his mouth.

The dark-golden Qi and blood around him slowly receded, but that invincible Battle Intent, tempered by blood and fire, and even more condensed and pure after the great victory, was like a drawn divine weapon, sharper and more revealing, making it impossible to look directly at.

His gaze calmly swept across the entire scene. Everyone he looked at felt their hearts tighten, instinctively averting their eyes.

Finally, his gaze fell upon the center of the ruins, the direction where Wang Zhan had fallen.

The dust slightly dispersed, and a figure slowly rose from the deep pit.

It was Wang Zhan!

His body swayed, his black robe was tattered, golden sacred blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his entire right arm hung unnaturally, clearly indicating a fractured arm bone.

His Qi was chaotic and weak, and his injuries were not light.

However, in stark contrast to his disheveled appearance were his eyes.

The initial shock and disbelief in those azure eyes receded like a tide, replaced by an extreme coldness, and beneath that ice, a surging humiliation and unwillingness that almost threatened to burn everything!

He stared fixedly at Xiao Ruobai, a low growl like that of a wounded beast escaping his throat:

"Impossible, my Heavenly Azure Sacred Body is invincible among my generation, how could I lose to you?!"

This voice was filled with self-doubt and the chaos of crumbling faith.

Despite being a major Realm higher than the opponent, he still lost?

However, this chaos did not last long.

Wang Zhan suddenly took a deep breath, and the remaining azure Qi and blood around him forcefully condensed. Although weak, it stabilized his tottering figure.

The confusion in his eyes was quickly replaced by a nearly cruel calmness.

He was Wang Zhan! He was the Heavenly Azure Sacred Body destined to stand at the absolute Peak!

One failure was not enough to completely crush him!

"Cough..."

He coughed up a mouthful of stagnant blood, but his gaze became even sharper, like two ice drills, piercing towards Xiao Ruobai.

"Good! Very good! Battle Asura!"

His voice was still hoarse, but it no longer held the previous madness; instead, it carried a settled, chilling coldness.

"This battle, you won."

But immediately after, Wang Zhan's tone shifted, and the pride and confidence of a King once again surged around him. Though injured, it was more restrained and dangerous:

"I admit, I underestimated you before, didn't go all out, and didn't reveal my trump cards."

His gaze swept over his twisted right arm, then looked at Xiao Ruobai, a cold and defiant arc forming at the corner of his mouth:

"But do you think this is all there is to my Heavenly Azure Sacred Body?"

"I've noted this defeat. When my injuries heal and my foundation is fully restored..."

Wang Zhan's voice suddenly rose, carrying an undeniable resolve and Battle Intent, resounding throughout the entire arena:

"Battle Asura! We will fight again!"

"At that time, I will show you what true Sacred Body invincibility is!"

However, facing this resounding challenge, Xiao Ruobai's reaction was so calm that everyone expecting a verbal confrontation was taken aback.

He remained standing still, the dark-golden Qi and blood around him completely retracted, leaving only the Battle Intent that had become even deeper and more condensed after being tempered by blood and fire.

There was no anger, no sarcasm, not even the slightest hint of emotion.

"Just a defeated opponent."

Next time? Then I'll just defeat you again next time.

Understated, yet more overwhelmingly powerful than any impassioned response!

At this moment, everyone clearly felt a deep-seated confidence stemming from absolute strength!

Wang Zhan froze in place, his chest heaving violently. A mouthful of blood surged up his throat, only to be swallowed down forcefully.

He stared intently at that figure, his fingernails digging deep into his palms, bleeding profusely, yet he felt no pain, for the humiliation and coldness in his heart had transcended everything.

Xiao Ruobai no longer paid attention to Wang Zhan, immersing his entire mind within himself.

He had won this battle.

But this victory was not the end.

On the contrary, at the moment he completely crushed a powerful enemy and affirmed his own invincible Dao Heart, his essence, Qi, and spirit, his synergy with the War God Body, and his comprehension of the Dao of battle, were all pushed to an unprecedented Perfection Peak!

There should be one more chapter!