797: Chapter 798 Defeat of Ao Zhan

All the Prodigies in the audience widened their eyes, staring fixedly at the scene on the Dao Discussion Platform!

"W-what?!" someone said with a trembling voice, filled with extreme disbelief:

"She actually repelled Gu Shitian head-on?!"

Who is Gu Shitian?

He is the God Son of the Ancient God Clan, a Late Stage Immortal Sovereign, possessor of an ancient Bloodline, the Glazed God Body, and a top-tier Prodigy invincible among his peers!

Yet at this moment, his desperate killing Move, which he had poured everything into, was crushed, forcing him back three steps and throwing his Qi into chaos!

As for Ling Xi, she remained in her pristine white robes, standing quietly on the spot. The Devouring Great Dao aura around her slowly calmed down, and her expression remained indifferent and tranquil.

Gu Shitian steadied his staggering figure, raised his hand to wipe away the golden divine blood from the corner of his mouth, and his gaze towards Ling Xi finally changed completely.

That initial indifference, contempt, and playfulness had completely vanished, replaced by an unprecedented gravity and genuine respect.

He finally understood that the woman before him was never a mere appendage relying on the halo of her sect, nor was she a superficial challenger.

She was a true formidable rival of the same generation who, relying solely on her own Dao Law, could confront him head-on, crush his fatal Move, and force him back three steps.

The Devouring Great Dao in her hands was no longer a crooked path, but a supreme Dao capable of sweeping across all Prodigies.

"You... have successfully angered me."

Gu Shitian's voice was low, devoid of any contempt, replaced only by cold gravity and solemnity.

"But just now, that was merely the beginning."

The glazed divine radiance around him was no longer violent and ostentatious; instead, it became restrained like an abyss, and a deeper, more terrifying aura was quietly brewing.

This time, he would not probe, would not be careless, and would certainly not underestimate his enemy.

Ling Xi had truly made him adopt the attitude reserved for a top-tier enemy of the same level.

Below the platform, the crowd of Prodigies watched Ling Xi steadily suppress Gu Shitian on the right platform, and then looked at the fierce clash on the left platform where Xiao Ruobai and Ao Zhan were evenly matched.

A thought that they had never dared to even imagine now uncontrollably surfaced in the minds of all the Prodigies.

Is it possible that they might actually defeat these two?

One is the top of the True Dragon list, the other is the God Son of the Ancient God Clan, and both are Late Stage Immortal Sovereigns.

If Battle Asura and that person really both won, that would be too terrifying...

Many Prodigies turned pale, subconsciously exchanging glances, and saw deep shock and dread in each other's eyes.

Where on earth did they come from, and to what terrifying extent is their foundation?

Not far away, Huang Jiutian and the Daoist Son of Myriad Phenomena had extremely grave expressions, and they couldn't help but slowly clench their hands.

Just at this moment, on the left platform!

A Battle Intent and Dragon might, soaring straight into the Nine Heavens and violent to the extreme, exploded forth!

Everyone's gaze was involuntarily and forcibly drawn over!

The battle between Xiao Ruobai and Ao Zhan had reached its most violent moment; the air had been thoroughly ignited, twisted, and brought to a boil!

The figures of Xiao Ruobai and Ao Zhan turned into two destructive streams of light that constantly collided, separated, and collided again.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—!"

Fist against fist, force against force!

It was a pure Physical Body collision, without any fancy tricks, without any shortcuts!

Golden Dragon blood splattered, and dark golden Battle Intent tore through the sky. Every collision made the entire Dao Discussion Platform tremble violently, causing the light screen to twist uncontrollably!

After dozens of rounds of wild fighting, Xiao Ruobai's hands were numb, and his arm bones ached faintly.

Ao Zhan's Physical Body strength was indeed the most terrifying he had encountered since he began his cultivation!

And Ao Zhan was even more shocked to the extreme! His True Dragon body was almost invincible among his peers, and his Physical Body hardness was unrivaled on the heavenly pride list.

Yet at this moment, several of his Dragon scales were shattered, golden blood soaked his robes, his chest heaved violently, and blood constantly spilled from the corner of his mouth!

Xiao Ruobai clearly did not have a True Dragon Bloodline, yet his Physical Body was even more overbearing, harder, and more resilient than his!

"How can your Physical Body possibly be this strong?!" Ao Zhan shouted in shock, his face showing genuine disbelief.

His Dragon Clan Physical Body, which he took such pride in, was actually being suppressed head-on by a Human Race!

Ao Zhan looked up and let out a Dragon roar that shook the Nine Heavens!

"Weng—!"

Golden light swept across the entire Dao Discussion Platform, his robes burst open, and his muscles and bones cracked loudly!

He no longer maintained his human form; Dragon scales grew wildly all over his body, wings spread out, Dragon horns broke through his skull, and sharp claws pressed into the ground!

A ten-thousand-foot True Dragon phantom condensed and took form, covering his true body! Ao Zhan had been forced to reveal his Primordial True Dragon form!

"This is my true form!"

The Dragon roar made the Divine Souls of all the Prodigies in the audience tremble, and many subconsciously prostrated themselves on the ground.

Ao Zhan crossed his claws and fiercely tore forward!

True Dragon Heaven-Rending Claw!

Ten golden Dragon claw phantoms spanning heaven and earth tore through the air, carrying a supreme will capable of tearing the firmament and shattering all Laws.

They swirled toward Xiao Ruobai from all directions, sealing off all his escape routes and giving him no chance to dodge.

Facing this overwhelming, fatal assault, Xiao Ruobai's eyes were cold as iron, and the dark golden Battle Intent around him suddenly surged.

He did not dodge or evade, clenched his fists tightly, and relied solely on a pair of War God Fists to strike out violently.

The War God power within him erupted in layers; the force of opening heaven broke the shackles, the power of breaking armies crushed obstacles, and the intent of slaughtering immortals suppressed the ferocity.

With a sweep of his fist, the fist force layered upon itself, and the violent Battle Intent swept in all directions!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—!

The ten terrifying Dragon claw phantoms were actually blasted apart and crushed one after another by this pure and overbearing War God Fist!

Golden Dragon power fragments and dark golden Battle Intent splattered wildly, causing the platform's light screen to flicker uncertainly, crisscrossed with cracks, as if it would completely shatter at any moment.

Ao Zhan steadied his staggering figure, raised his hand to wipe away the golden Dragon blood constantly spilling from the corner of his mouth, his expression grave to the extreme.

His True Dragon killing Move, which he took such pride in, had been defeated head-on by the opponent using only his fists.

He took a deep breath, and the Dragon might around him was no longer violent and rampant; instead, it transformed into an ancient, vast, and solemn aura that carried a sense of destiny.

"I admit you are very strong." Ao Zhan raised his eyes, his golden Dragon eyes fixed on Xiao Ruobai, his voice low and resolute, "But the position of top rank cannot be lost. Take my final strike—True Dragon Heaven-Fighting Technique!"

As his voice fell, all the golden light around Ao Zhan retracted, no longer emitting even a fraction.

All his Dragon might, Dragon power, thousands of years of cultivation, and even his most fundamental True Dragon Bloodline Power, all gathered crazily towards his raised right fist.

His fist was crystal clear, as if condensed from pure golden Laws, and a destructive fluctuation capable of shaking heaven and earth and fighting against the heavens slowly permeated the air.

This was the ultimate life-risking forbidden technique of the Dragon Clan, a supreme strike that no Prodigy of the same generation could withstand!

Below, top-tier Prodigies like Gu Shitian and Huang Jiutian all felt their hearts shake violently at this moment, feeling a palpitation originating from the depths of their Souls.

"It's over; this strike has exceeded the limits of our generation!" "Can Battle Asura still withstand it?!"

In the suffocating gaze of the entire audience, Xiao Ruobai faced this punch capable of fighting the heavens, not only without a shred of fear, but the Battle Intent around him suddenly boiled to the extreme.

Dark golden Qi and blood soared into the sky, and behind him, a vast, boundless War God Phantom that stood above the heavens and looked down upon the ages suddenly appeared!

War patterns flowed, and the intent of slaughter was monstrous, as if an ancient War God had descended into the mortal world from the long river of time.

The pure Battle Intent shot straight into the Nine Heavens, causing heaven and earth to tremble, the Dao to resonate, and all living things to bow their heads!

He slowly raised his right fist, his gaze calm, yet carrying an overbearingness that looked down upon ten thousand enemies.

"You take a punch from me, too."

Xiao Ruobai thrust his fist forward, striking out violently!

This punch had no complex Moves, no superfluous changes; it contained only the forward-charging, never-say-die will of the War God!

The fist wind stirred heaven and earth, the Void Realm trembled violently, and the dark golden Battle Intent pierced through heaven and earth, as if a true War God had arrived in person, with pressure enveloping the entire Dao Discussion Platform!

The Nine Tribulations of the War God, Slaughtering Immortals, all condensed into this one strike!

Wherever the fist wind passed, the Void Realm folded, all Laws bowed, and all attacks were forcibly suppressed, crushed, and reduced to zero.

There were no flashy tricks, no luck involved.

"Boom!!!" The golden True Dragon Heaven-Fighting Technique and the golden War God World-Suppressing Fist collided with a roar!

In just an instant.

"Crack—!" Ao Zhan's life-risking strike, condensed from his lifelong Origin, actually disintegrated, shattered, and dissipated layer by layer under this pure and overbearing War God Fist!

Ao Zhan let out a shrill roar, his entire Dragon body as if crushed by an ancient divine mountain, and golden Dragon blood sprayed out wildly!

Like a kite with a broken string, he flew sideways and smashed heavily down beneath the Dao Discussion Platform, raising a cloud of dust!