103: The head of Danding Sect was killed

"Too weak."

Wang Dong said disdainfully.

These Alchemists were not good at combat to begin with.

Even if they had a Realm, compared to ordinary Cultivators, they were not just a little bit worse.

Their combat power was appallingly weak, and their combat awareness, Divine Ability, and Spells were all extremely mediocre.

They were simply no match for him in a single move.

Perhaps only Tong Chenyang, who was at the seventh level of the Divine Fire Realm, could pose some threat to him.

But that was all.

Whoosh! A flash of light.

Like a True Dragon roaming the Nine Heavens.

It instantly repelled several Venerables and pressed towards Tong Chenyang.

"Arrogant."

Tong Chenyang laughed in extreme anger, his hands quickly forming seals, and an extremely rich Dao of Fire emerged in the Void Realm.

He suddenly roared, "Burn!"

The next moment, countless fires surged, restless.

In just a moment, the surrounding Void Realm turned into a scorching sea of fire.

Completely engulfing Wang Dong's figure.

This was a secret Spell he had set up in advance.

It had been arranged all around.

To catch the thief, first catch his king.

How could he not understand this principle?

The reason he allowed Wang Dong to get close, and did not flee, was merely to give Wang Dong an opportunity.

But just at this moment.

His face showed shock.

"How is this possible?"

A figure in a green shirt slowly walked out of the sea of fire.

The flames swirling around him actually dared not approach.

As if they had sentience, they autonomously moved aside.

Forming a conspicuous broad path in the vast sea of fire.

"All Spells do not touch me; these are but minor Dao, yet you wish to stop me?"

Wang Dong said with disdain, letting out a roar.

The golden little man in his glabella frantically formed hand seals, activating the True Dragon Art to its extreme.

In an instant, he appeared behind Tong Chenyang, his five fingers curled, Dragon scales emerged, and the True Dragon Qi on them was thick.

He fiercely struck towards his chest.

Clang!

Tong Chenyang's pupils suddenly contracted, his face greatly alarmed.

He only felt a huge force sweep across his chest, and the immortal robe he wore close to his body was instantly shattered.

Three claw marks, imbued with a special Qi, were left on his Physical Body. Dull Magic Treasure fragments fell off.

A burning pain shot through his chest.

It was only after a flash of lightning that he reacted, retreating frantically.

But Wang Dong still seized the opportunity.

His five fingers, like hooks, fiercely clamped onto his arm.

Rip!

An irresistible, terrifying immense force came from his body.

His entire arm was actually torn off by Wang Dong.

The air was filled with the smell of blood.

"Ah!"

Tong Chenyang let out a scream, clutching his now empty sleeve, his eyes filled with venomous malice.

"Everyone, go! Kill him!"

Seeing this scene, a chill ran from the crown of the head to the soles of the feet of all the Divine Fire Realm Venerables.

Cultivators at their Realm, who would engage in hand-to-hand combat?

Didn't they all just cast Spells and throw Magic Treasures from a distance?

However, this person in front of them was different.

Like a True Dragon Vicious Beast, he killed on contact and injured upon touch.

They dared not approach Wang Dong, only daring to wave their Dao from a distance, unleashing a sharp Divine Light.

Even if the Dao was suppressed by the power of the Cave Heaven and had no effect.

They were still unwilling to approach actively.

" 閣主, who exactly is this person? How did he do it?"

"To counter-attack Venerables with the cultivation of the Dharma Aspect Realm is truly incredible."

The three Elders who had pledged allegiance to Venerable Yaoshen were completely dumbfounded.

They had already decided to fight to the death.

Preparing to make a desperate stand against them.

But they didn't expect that they wouldn't be needed at all.

Even the Sect Master himself was just watching.

Without the slightest intention of making a move.

"He is the Clan Chief of my disciple's Family, named Wang Dong."

"His combat power is unprecedented, with the potential to be unrivalled in this era."

Venerable Yaoshen glanced at his disciple from the corner of his eye, then said solemnly.

The three took a sharp intake of breath.

Combat power unprecedented?

For the Sect Master to give such an evaluation, even the Saints of some Holy Lands, or the Divine Sons of Ancient aristocratic families, would likely find it difficult to receive such praise.

He was truly overwhelmingly powerful.

Meanwhile, the battle on the other side continued.

Wang Dong's hands were enveloped in golden light, every inch of his skin glowing.

The Ancient Sacred Body exhaled light, as if a Heavenly God had descended to the mortal world.

The Divine Power within him surged endlessly, like a vast ocean, as if it would never dry up, propelling the Zhe-character Secret, allowing even a slight injury to recover immediately.

He constantly maintained a peak state.

Almost every moment, a Venerable would bleed and retreat violently.

Tong Chenyang was now gulping down Medicinal Pills, his face as pale as paper.

Looking at the figure not far away.

His eyes were filled with extreme venom.

He immediately formed hand seals, and the Void Realm in the air vibrated.

Streams of scorching flames transformed into massive Dragon heads, carrying endless hot wind, rushing towards Wang Dong.

"Nine Dragons Burning Heaven!"

A total of nine fire Dragons, each carrying the vast Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth. Wherever they passed, the air seemed to be ignited and twisted, their might extremely terrifying.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle!

The air crackled with explosive sounds.

Wang Dong, however, remained unfazed, his body glowing even more brilliantly, dazzlingly bright.

He leaped into the air, activating the Zhe-character Secret with his left hand and the True Dragon Precious Technique with his right.

Transforming into a supreme True Dragon, almost crushing the heavens and earth.

Boom! Boom!

The might was vast and astonishing.

Mountains collapsed, birds flew, and trees shattered wherever it passed.

Rivers ceased to flow, and the land caved in.

In an instant, the world was turned upside down, almost like an apocalypse.

The moment it collided with the fire Dragons, the flames were directly extinguished.

The nine fire Dragons were crushed, their mournful roars futile.

"Hmph! How dare you show off such a Spell in front of me."

Wang Dong said disdainfully.

Then, his gaze fell upon Tong Chenyang, and he formed hand seals again.

Five Elements Divine Mountains, spanning eons, descended.

"What? He's a Cultivator of the Dharma Aspect Realm, yet his Divine Power is even more vigorous than mine?"

"After fighting for so long, he can still unleash such a Spell."

All the Venerables' expressions changed.

But they had no time to think too much, and they all cast their methods to resist.

Only this suffocating, terrifying pressure.

Caused their hand seal formation speed to be slightly sluggish.

And at this moment, Wang Dong once again displayed the True Dragon Precious Technique.

He vanished from his original spot, appearing directly above Tong Chenyang.

His arm instantly glowed with a strange spiritual light.

Enveloped in ancient and obscure runes, like a True Dragon's arm, it struck downwards.

Boom!

Boom! A flash of light, and the entire mountain was blown apart by Wang Dong's palm.

And Tong Chenyang's Physical Body was also shattered by Wang Dong.

"You! How is this possible?" Tong Chenyang was terrified, his Divine Soul fleeing from his shattered Physical Body.

But Wang Dong's eyes were indifferent; he grabbed it and crushed it directly.

Once the Dan Ding Sect Sect Master was completely dead.

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"The Sect Master died just like that! Even his Divine Soul was annihilated?"

Everyone who witnessed this scene turned pale, their souls terrified.