298: war

In terms of Physical Body, the Heavenly Tyrant Body might be extremely astonishing.

However, in terms of Law, he was completely suppressed by the Chaos Dao Law.

Constrained at every turn, each time a divine light fell, a blood-filled hole would be left on his body.

Purple Qi and blood continuously emerged, indicating that he had already been injured.

However, his lineage also possessed extremely astonishing healing secret techniques.

A few minor injuries were not enough to harm him.

But this also made him feel utterly stifled by this battle.

With a rumble.

He clashed with Wang Ming with a single punch, and the next moment, he flew backward.

The fresh blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth gave one a desolate feeling.

He let out a fierce roar.

The heavens and earth once again vibrated, and everyone, having anticipated it, immediately covered their ears.

One could only see his purple hair flying, and the Heavenly Tyrant saint blood on his soul teacher's body boiled even more intensely.

A divine radiance enveloped his body, and every wound instantly glowed with purple, as if Shenhua was entering a state of repair.

At the same time, his aura was also climbing steadily.

It seemed that with every step he took upwards, his combat power increased severalfold.

He was like a demon god shaking the heavens and earth.

It sent shivers down one's spine.

His purple fists were dazzling, moving so fast that no afterimages could be seen.

Each strike seemed capable of destroying the world.

Wang Ming's expression became slightly more serious.

But he still didn't take it to heart.

A golden figure evolved within his glabella, and an incomparably powerful aura spread between heaven and earth.

Immediately after, his body seemed to merge into the Void Realm, appearing both real and illusory, making it hard to see clearly.

He once again entered the state of Dao Integration.

With a casual wave, a series of Dao Law long rivers surged forth.

Immediately after, his right hand manifested the Fighting Saint Technique.

One Primordial Divine Mountain after another was manifested and blasted towards the opponent.

Boom! Boom!

The sounds of collision were incessant.

At this moment, the Peak combat of this young generation was displayed, with no defense between the two sides, engaging in a desperate, all-out offensive.

No fixed moves!

Wang Ming fully utilized the advantage of his Innate Dao Embryo.

Each time, he unleashed different secret techniques and different Dao Laws.

There were no fixed combinations, no fixed powerful secret techniques.

Through the continuous coordination of his left and right hands, he was able to unleash astonishing divine effects every time.

Sometimes he would manifest a Primordial Divine Mountain, sometimes a Dao diagram to suppress the world, or perhaps a large cauldron enveloped in boundless purple-yellow Qi.

All sorts of secret techniques were dazzling to behold.

The Overlord was already suppressed.

Even with a forced burst of power, he was indeed inferior to Wang Ming in terms of Dao Law.

Now that Wang Ming was slightly serious, he was immediately suppressed and forced to retreat.

His expression changed drastically.

"Dare you fight me head-on? A clash of Physical Body against Physical Body is the true way of battle for the Saint Body and Heavenly Tyrant Body lineages."

At this moment, he was in a terribly disheveled state.

His body was covered in small, crater-like wounds, from which purple Shenhua blood seeped out.

However, he still did not admit defeat, only his expression was grim, and he shouted with incomparable madness.

Judging purely from the current situation, he had already lost.

He didn't have as many Dao Laws and secret techniques to deal with Wang Ming's endless Laws.

He had already recognized it as the Fighting Saint Technique, one of the Nine Secrets.

Combined with the Innate Dao Embryo, which was close to the Dao, it could exert 120% of its effect.

Even if he tried his best, he couldn't even Break through that series of Dao Law long rivers.

If he were to contend with the Physical Body, he would surely be severely injured by the time he reached Wang Ming's side.

At that time, the fight would inevitably fall into a disadvantageous position.

At this moment, it was merely a provocation.

Wang Ming's expression was incomparably calm.

"Good! I will fight you in close quarters."

As his voice fell, he waved his hand, dispelling all the Dao Laws he had already brewed.

Only the Fighting Saint Technique and True Dragon Precious Technique remained for battle.

The Overlord gently wiped the fresh blood from his mouth; his black armor was already tattered.

But he still had no thought of retreating.

With a wave of his hand, a crimson long spear appeared in his grasp.

Today, he vowed to kill the Saint Body, bathe in saint blood, and uphold the prestige of the Heavenly Tyrant Body.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but look at each other.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Wang Ming already held the absolute upper hand.

Even if he didn't manifest those myriad Dao Laws at this moment, it seemed that it would be even more difficult for the Overlord to win.

Someone couldn't help but sigh.

"Are not the existences we look up to also losers in front of others?"

"Are you courting death? Even if the Overlord shows signs of decline now, he has not yet fallen."

"It's just a matter of time. Even the once invincible Overlord is being completely suppressed throughout this battle. His Law is fully suppressed, and while his Physical Body hasn't been in constant collision, it was also inferior from what we saw earlier."

"He can even threaten him not to use Dao Law; he has already entered a state of madness."

The crowd chattered away.

They were shocked by the battle of these two powerful existences.

While gazing intently at the battlefield, they offered their analyses.

Although they had already determined in their hearts that the Overlord would surely fall.

However, no one left because they knew the outcome.

Both represented the most Peak young generation of the Human Race.

Being able to observe their battle could bring them great gains.

What's more, the profound techniques Wang Ming displayed with every gesture, and even the way he seemed to merge with the myriad Dao of heaven and earth, gave people an extremely mysterious feeling.

It subtly enabled people to comprehend the Dao.

Seeing that the Heavenly Tyrant Body had already taken out his weapon.

Wang Ming smiled disdainfully.

Even if the other party forbade him from using Dao Law.

But what of it?

He was willing to comply.

Today, he would surely make the Heavenly Tyrant Body submit.

The Heavenly Tyrant Body lineage is simply inferior to the Saint Body!

It has always been this way since ancient times.

There has never been an enlightened one, never any merit for the Human Race.

They merely relied on a Supreme Heavenly Tyrant Body guarding the end of the Starry Sky Ancient Road to act arrogantly for such a long time.

Today is the time for reckoning.

Slaughter the Heavenly Tyrant Body and establish the prestige of the Saint Body lineage.

Before, a long sword condensed in his hand; its blade was incomparably black, enveloped in Chaos Qi.

Just as it appeared, its sharp sword light seemed to pierce through the firmament.

This was a Saint Weapon.

He obtained it in a certain city on the Starry Sky Ancient Road.

It was extremely compatible with him, so he simply kept it as a handy weapon.

"Come and fight!"

The Overlord, holding his long spear and clad in heavy armor, seemed to shake mountains and rivers with every move.

Carrying a monstrous power, he split the mountain with a fierce strike, bringing his spear down heavily.

His expression was incomparably ferocious.

Wang Ming was not to be outdone.

With the Chaos long sword in his hand, he casually unleashed a river of swords.

Immediately after, his figure flashed, and he met the attack. Within an inch, he displayed agile footwork, and the long sword in his hand was full of dexterity.

And the Chaos Qi carried by the sword blade gave a sense of death and annihilation.

This was a Supreme battle.

Among the younger generation, both of them might not be the strongest, but at this current time, they represented the Peak.

Weapons clashed, opposing each other with great divine light.

The ripples of colliding energy swept in all directions, shaking heaven and earth.