791: Chapter 792 The Battle Begins

"Saint Son Xing Wuji, challenges Demon Son Xue Lu!" The voice of the rules resounded throughout the Pure Land.

The light barrier of the Dao Discussion Platform slammed shut, completely isolating the two within the battlefield.

Demon Son Xue Lu let out a long howl toward the sky as demonic flames violently exploded, dyeing that small world a bloody hue.

The White Bone Battle Spear in his hand erupted with a shrill, mournful shriek, as if hundreds of millions of vengeful souls were roaring within it.

His figure swelled rapidly, transforming into a Shura Demon Manifestation with three heads and six arms. Each arm held a demonic weapon condensed from pure slaughtering intent as he charged fiercely toward Saint Son Xing Wuji!

"Heavenly Constellations, Suppress!"

Saint Son Xing Wuji's expression was solemn as he formed hand seals. Behind him, the phenomenon of a vast starry sky unfolded, and hundreds of millions of stars lit up simultaneously.

Each star projected a beam of starlight, transforming into dense Star Chains that wound toward the Shura Demon Manifestation.

The Star Chains collided with the demonic weapons, producing a piercing metallic clanging sound as sparks flew in all directions.

The space inside the entire Dao Discussion Platform shook violently, and ripples spread across the surface of the light barrier.

"It's started!"

"Demon Son Xue Lu's demon manifestation is even grander than before. He must have refined some incredible fortune during these seven days!"

"Saint Son Xing Wuji's Dao of Stars is also becoming more profound. Every one of those Star Chains is as heavy as a mountain!"

Below the platform, countless eyes were focused, and the sound of discussion rose everywhere.

But even more gazes were roaming, scrutinizing, and evaluating the other powerful experts who had not yet stepped onto the stage.

"Battle!"

Just as the fierce battle between Demon Son Xue Lu and Saint Son Xing Wuji was at its Peak, a thunderous shout erupted from the crowd.

A figure burning with azure flames soared into the sky and stepped onto another Dao Discussion Platform.

That was the thirty-seventh ranked Saint Son Qing Yan. His gaze was like a torch, pointing directly at a Yao Race Prodigy ranked thirty-second:

"Jin Pengzi, come up and fight!"

"As if I'd fear you!"

The named Jin Peng Clan Prodigy roared in anger, spread his wings, and transformed into a streak of golden lightning that swept onto the high platform.

In an instant, azure flames collided with golden thunder, and another Dao Discussion Platform was enveloped by a light barrier.

"Mu Chenyu, please grant me your guidance!"

"Yun Qingjue, your rank—I'm taking it!"

"Lin Xiaowan..."

"Come and fight!"

Like a lit fuse, one figure after another soared into the sky.

The Prodigies ranked further back were the first to lose their patience. Their rankings were lower; if they didn't take the initiative to challenge, they would never have the chance to rise.

Three challenge opportunities were the only chips to change their fate against the heavens, and they absolutely could not be wasted!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

One figure after another stepped onto the Dao Discussion Platforms, and challenge declarations resounded throughout the Pure Land.

In the blink of an eye, of the ten Dao Discussion Platforms, nine actually lit up with barriers simultaneously! Over eighteen Prodigies were locked in combat within them, each displaying their Divine Abilities.

Sword Qi crisscrossed for thirty thousand miles, Buddhist light illuminated the Nine Heavens, Demonic Qi pierced the Milky Way, and demonic flames burned the firmament. Dao methods boomed like thunder, and Divine Abilities collided like the heavens collapsing.

The entire Pure Land space was shaken by this sudden outbreak of intense combat. The air was filled with the aftershocks of various Dao collisions, and Spiritual Qi was as violent as a tide.

Some turned the tables while bathed in blood, while others lost with regret. The rankings changed successively. Several Disciples of the Azure Profound Sect, after a series of bloody battles, forcefully repelled their challengers and stabilized their own rankings.

"Fang Hanyu! Do you dare to fight me!" A sharp saber light tore through the air, pointing directly at Fang Hanyu.

The one who drew the saber was a saber-wielding Prodigy ranked twenty-eighth, named "Jue Dao."

His aura was overbearing, and his Saber Intent pierced the sky. Clearly, his cultivation had advanced greatly and his confidence had surged during these seven days.

Fang Hanyu was ranked third, yet his cultivation was only at the Early Stage of Immortal Sovereign.

Everyone said his reaching the top three was purely a matter of luck, that he had taken advantage of a heavily injured Mo Cha, so he naturally became a choice target in many people's eyes.

If they could defeat him, they could ascend to the heavens in a single step and join the top three!

Countless gazes instantly focused on him.

Fang Hanyu smiled slightly, flashed onto the martial platform, unsheathed his long sword, and lightly slashed out a beam of Sword Qi.

But at the moment this seemingly ordinary Sword Qi appeared, the arrogant and confident expression on Jue Dao's face instantly froze.

He felt that his Saber Intent condensed to its Peak, his boiling Battle Intent, and even the immortal power surging through his body became incredibly fragile before this sword strike, as if they would collapse at any moment.

"Break for me!" Jue Dao roared, pouring his lifelong cultivation into the long saber in his hand, fiercely slashing out the strongest strike of his life!

The saber light was like a bolt of silk, tearing through the long sky, intending to slash apart that Chaos Sword Qi.

However, when the Sword Qi met the saber light, that brilliant and overbearing saber light directly disintegrated. The Chaos Sword Qi continued unabated, lightly imprinting itself on Jue Dao's chest.

Jue Dao was hit as if by a heavy blow, and his entire body flew backward like a cannonball, slamming hard into the light barrier at the edge of the Dao Discussion Platform. He sprayed blood wildly, and with a "crack," several cracks actually appeared on the long saber in his hand.

He struggled to stand up, only to find that his Meridians were filled with a strange Power of Chaos that was constantly eroding and decomposing his immortal power, leaving him unable to muster even a fraction of his strength.

With one sword strike, Jue Dao, ranked twenty-eighth, was defeated so thoroughly and so easily.

Countless gazes shifted from shock to horror, and finally into deep solemnity and wariness as they fell upon Fang Hanyu.

This Sword Cultivator, who had always been protected by Li Xuanfeng and Ji Qingyi, was actually so powerful. The many restless gazes below the platform instantly cooled, and for a time, no one dared to step forward easily.

Meanwhile, the battle within the first Dao Discussion Platform had also reached a fever pitch.

"Saint Son Xing Wuji, it's time to end this!"

Demon Son Xue Lu let out a thunderous roar that instantly attracted the attention of the entire field.

The demonic flames around him violently surged, blood-red and pitch-black intertwining like the fires of Hell burning fiercely.

The White Bone Battle Spear in his hand emitted a bloodthirsty hum, and the ancient runes on the spear's body were all lit up. A tragic Killing Intent, as if to slaughter gods and immortals, soared into the sky!

Without any fancy tricks, Demon Son Xue Lu held the spear with both hands and poured all of his boiling Killing Intent, Demonic Yuan, and all the power accumulated from his seven-day transformation into this single strike!

The battle spear thrust out silently, yet it seemed to pierce through space, dragging a destructive pitch-black trajectory. Wherever it passed, starlight was annihilated and Laws retreated!

This was the ultimate strike that condensed all of his current essence, energy, and spirit.

Facing this killing blow, Saint Son Xing Wuji's face changed drastically as he felt a fatal threat.

He gave a wild roar, holding nothing back. The starry sky phenomenon behind him burned frantically, and all the power of the stars gathered in front of him, transforming into a dazzling and incredibly heavy Heavenly Star Shield!

Spear and shield collided violently in a ten-thousandth of an instant!

Crack—!! Boom!!!

First came a crisp shattering sound that made one's heart tremble, followed immediately by an earth-shattering explosion!

That giant star shield, which had condensed Saint Son Xing Wuji's lifelong cultivation, lasted for less than a breath before it violently exploded under the blood-colored spear tip, turning into a sky full of fireflies!

"Puff!"

His natal Divine Ability was forcibly shattered. Saint Son Xing Wuji was hit as if by a heavy blow, his face turning as pale as paper instantly as he spat out a mouthful of blood.

His whole body staggered back and he knelt heavily on one knee, supporting himself with his hand to barely keep from falling.

He raised his head and looked at that figure with towering demonic flames, like a demon god, his eyes filled with unbelievable horror.