243: Chapter 242 Peasant

"As a powerhouse, what you should do is maintain order and protect the Dao, not bully the weak and wreak havoc on the mortal world."

Zhao Miao's voice was calm, yet every word rang out with a resounding, forceful clarity, echoing across the vast Daming Imperial City: "Golden Immortal Ao Li, turn back before it is too late!"

"As a Golden Immortal of the Dragon Clan, you cannot distinguish black from white or right from wrong. Just because your clan's Face was damaged and a Junior was defeated and humiliated, you would spare no cost to burn the Luck of your entire clan, overdraw ten thousand years of foundation, cross realms to raise an army, and lay siege to the city, determined to destroy a prosperous Imperial Dynasty and slaughter thousands of innocent lives!"

Zhao Miao's eyes grew cold, his tone carrying a hint of mockery: "Even I, an outsider, cannot stand to watch this?"

He glanced at Yuan Chen and hurriedly corrected himself: "Of course, since Yuan Chen is now the master of Daming, he is no longer an outsider, and I certainly cannot watch you run amok."

Golden Immortal Ao Li's pupils constricted, his Face shifting between shades of green and white, the anger and stifled frustration in his heart surging ever higher.

"Are you f*cking crazy? Are you crazy? I'm asking you!"

"Immortals and mortals are different, and the strong are respected. Mortal ants are meant to be manipulated by the Immortal race at will. What are you babbling about here?"

"Nonsense!" Golden Immortal Ao Li roared, his Dragon Qi completely spiraling out of control. "Yuan Chen is a member of my Dragon Clan. What is wrong with me bringing this traitor back to the clan for questioning? Don't make it sound so serious; we haven't affected any other forces!"

"You are nothing more than trash that crawled out from some unknown corner. Your foundation is inferior to mine, and your cultivation is weaker than mine, yet you dare to point fingers at me and launch a treacherous sneak attack? I think you're courting death!"

Although he spoke like this, Golden Immortal Ao Li stood where he was, not daring to make a Move. He was already wary of Yuan Chen and Fortune Spirit, and now with the addition of Zhao Miao, coupled with his own injuries, his confidence was even lower.

Zhao Miao, on the other hand, was eager to try. The more Golden Immortal Ao Li dared not act, the more it proved that his own conjecture was closer to the truth.

The opportunity to show off had arrived.

He ignored the enraged Golden Immortal Ao Li and turned to look at Yuan Chen, who stood on the high platform, wind blowing through his white robes, looking calm and composed. His posture was open, and his tone was solemn: "Yuan... Fellow Daoist."

"This person cannot distinguish right from wrong, wreaks havoc on the mortal world, and wishes to destroy our Imperial Dynasty. Today, for the sake of this world and for the thousands of common people, I will act to suppress him. I will help you take down Golden Immortal Ao Li and end this Immortal-mortal conflict!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole scene erupted again!

"What's going on? What happened? What is the situation?"

On the high platform, Yuan Chen's expression was strange; for a moment, he did not know what scheme Zhao Miao was plotting.

After a few seconds, he nodded slightly, his expression indifferent: "Then I shall trouble Fellow Daoist to take action."

As his voice fell, Yuan Chen immediately turned his head and calmly instructed Fortune Spirit, who was preening beside him: "Activate the city-wide barrier, protect the entire Imperial City, isolate all the aftermath of the battle, and do not allow harm to come to a single person or tree."

"Got it, piece of cake!"

A lustrous white Immortal light instantly spread out from her body, and vast, gentle Spiritual Qi immediately enveloped the entire Daming Imperial City.

Layer upon layer of defensive barriers rose into the air, covering the vast territory, firmly protecting the buildings, Cultivators, and common people below, preventing the aftermath of the battle from ravaging the mortal world.

In the square below, the members of the Dragon Clan were already in complete chaos, their expressions varied, their hearts panicked and unsettled.

Clan Leader Ao Yi of the Dragon Clan was pale, covered in cold sweat, but still unwilling to give up, shouting across the air, trying to salvage the situation and persuade Golden Immortal Ao Li to stop: "Great-grandfather, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! Don't fight, please don't fight!"

Golden Immortal Ao Li's mouth twitched. *I don't want to fight either, but I'm already riding a tiger and can't get off. If I retreat now, will I, Golden Immortal Ao Li, have any Face left?*

Behind him, Great Elder Ao Yin, Young Master Ao Xing, and other young Prodigies of the Dragon Clan were already completely stunned, staring at each other with blank eyes, their Faces full of confusion and fear.

"How could this happen... Is the Old Ancestor of the Zhao Family sick? Why would he help Yuan Chen?"

"The opponent is also of Golden Immortal strength, plus there's Yuan Chen and Fortune Spirit... Can our Senior handle them?"

The minds of the Dragon Clan disciples completely collapsed; their original arrogance and pride were gone, leaving only endless panic and confusion.

On the other hand, all the major forces watching the battle were boiling with excitement.

"They're fighting! They're really going to fight! A Zhao Family powerhouse against a Golden Immortal of the Dragon Clan!"

"A Golden Immortal duel that is hard to encounter in ten thousand ages! Quickly, get my little stool!"

"Hey... this, this, this, it's so strange!"

A million Cultivators looked up at the sky, their eyes burning with anticipation, eagerly awaiting the start of this top-tier Immortal battle.

Golden Immortal Ao Li laughed in extreme anger, his laughter violent and arrogant, carrying endless killing intent that resounded through the heavens and earth: "Hahaha! Zhao Miao! With your strength, you dare to make a Move against me?!"

"Have you thought about how your Family will explain this to my Dragon Clan after you return to the Upper Realm?!"

Zhao Miao rolled his eyes and curled his lips. *Who are you trying to scare?*

The Immortal, Demon, and Monster Realm are so big, can you even find where my Family is? Even if you found it, can you Transmigrate that far to get here? You probably can't even afford the travel expenses, right? Even if you could come, my Family has so many experts; can you kill me? Are the experts in your clan willing to hunt me down over such a trivial matter?

More, more, more importantly, do you think you can even go back?

He laughed loudly, full of heroic spirit: "Living between heaven and earth, the long road has both dangers and smooth paths."

"Good, good, good!"

Golden Immortal Ao Li repeated the word three times; it was not in praise, but because he was so angry he laughed.

"Hum—!" Ten thousand zhang of golden light suddenly erupted, and the brilliant, blinding golden Dragon Qi swept across the sky.

Golden Immortal Ao Li no longer held back any of his strength. His entire Golden Immortal cultivation was completely unleashed. Layers of golden dragon scales emerged on his skin, cold and sharp, incomparably hard.

The next moment, his body expanded rapidly, rays of light shot into the sky, and his Physical Body underwent an extreme transformation!

Boom! A ten-thousand-zhang golden giant Dragon appeared in the sky. Its dragon body coiled in the clouds, scales gleaming, dragon horns towering, dragon whiskers fluttering. A pair of scarlet dragon eyes looked down upon the world, and the monstrous Dragon Qi suppressed the vast sky! The momentum was terrifying, causing the heavens and earth to tremble and the sea of clouds to shatter!

After manifesting his true form, Golden Immortal Ao Li's combat power instantly surged several times over, completely breaking free from the shackles of the plane's suppression, his body seething with violent Dragon Qi.

"Then, let's fight! Golden Dragon Heaven-Rending Claw!"

The ten-thousand-zhang golden giant dragon claw traversed the firmament, carrying a terrifying force that could tear the heavens and earth apart. Five thick golden Dragon Qi Protective Auras cut through the sky, fiercely clawing toward Zhao Miao with extreme sharpness! Wherever the claw wind passed, space shattered layer by layer, black holes spread, air currents rippled violently, and the momentum was utterly horrifying.

Zhao Miao's expression tightened; he dared not be negligent. The purple Immortal power around his body instantly surged, and he raised his hand to grip a long, slender Immortal Artifact sword, purple throughout with ancient patterns.

This was his only trump card—the Medium Grade offensive Immortal Artifact, the Zixiao World-Breaking Sword, which he had obtained only after many years of struggling in the Immortal Realm.

"Zixiao Moon-Slaying!"

Zhao Miao's movement technique was elusive; he stepped through the air to dodge, his form turning into a purple shadow, fast as a ghost, while simultaneously swinging his sword down! A condensed, heavy purple sword aura soared into the sky, colliding violently with the golden dragon claw's Protective Aura!

Bang!!! Immortal power exploded, a tide of light swept out, golden and purple light splashed wildly across the sky, and layers of spatial ripples spread in all directions.

Zhao Miao's figure swayed slightly, his blood and Qi surged, and he was forced back several zhang. In contrast, Golden Immortal Ao Li's true form remained motionless, as steady as Mount Tai, his Dragon Qi still flourishing.

A trace of surprise flashed in Zhao Miao's eyes, and he chuckled softly: "As expected of a Golden Immortal of the Dragon Clan, the foundation of your Physical Body is indeed formidable. However, do you think you can suppress me with just your Physical Body?"

Golden Immortal Ao Li's massive dragon body circled the sky, his scarlet dragon eyes full of disdain, his dragon roar shaking the heavens and earth: "A mere incomplete Immortal technique, and you dare to show off before me? Zhao Miao, today I will tear apart your reliance and let you know the consequences of offending the Dragon Clan!"

As his voice fell, Golden Immortal Ao Li's dragon tail swept across the sky, and the golden Dragon Qi filling the sky gathered and took shape. Countless dragon shadows intertwined and overlapped, flying all over the sky.

"Ten Thousand Dragons Devouring Heaven Technique!"

In an instant, hundreds of miniature golden dragon phantoms soared into the air, dense and overwhelming, carrying bloodthirsty and violent killing intent, closing in from all directions, tightly sealing off all of Zhao Miao's evasion space, opening their mouths to bite and fiercely attack!

Zhao Miao's expression was cold, and the Zixiao World-Breaking Sword in his hand danced rapidly. Sword shadows layered upon each other, impenetrable, and the purple sword light wove into a deadly sword net, intercepting and shattering all the golden dragon phantoms.

Clang, clang, clang—! The dense sound of Immortal Artifacts colliding was endless. The golden dragon shadows continuously exploded, turning into Spiritual Qi, while the purple sword aura crisscrossed the sky, invincible.

But just as Zhao Miao was dealing with the Ten Thousand Dragons Devouring Heaven with all his might, Golden Immortal Ao Li's hidden killing Move suddenly erupted!

Hum! A thick, brilliant golden light burst forth from Golden Immortal Ao Li's chest. A square jade shield, gilded throughout and carved with ancient dragon patterns, floated in mid-air, instantly opening up a vast and heavy golden defensive light curtain.

The light curtain was as stable as a mountain and deep with Dao charm, emitting a rich Immortal Artifact pressure, blocking and dissolving all the incoming purple sword auras.

Zhao Miao's gaze suddenly tightened, his eyes full of shock, and he exclaimed: "A Medium Grade defensive Immortal Artifact!?! You actually can afford to carry a Medium Grade defensive Immortal Artifact with you!"

Golden Immortal Ao Li let out a dragon roar and sneered: "Mud-legged peasant!"

"Ouch, my short temper..."

"I hold the [Golden Dragon Mountain-Suppressing Shield] for protection, with both offense and defense, standing in an invincible position! I want to see what you will use to break my defense! What will you use to contend with me!"

The mockery was evident, extremely arrogant and overbearing.

Zhao Miao's expression darkened slightly, but he did not panic. Instead, he retorted coldly: "No matter how many Immortal Artifacts you have, they are just external objects. With a paranoid state of mind and a broken Dao Heart, even holding supreme treasures will ultimately lead to defeat. You rely on Immortal Artifacts to run rampant and do evil; even if your defense is unparalleled today, I will surely slay you to protect the Dao!"

In his heart, he was about to cry: *Why is my Zhao Family so poor? Look at the Dragon Clan!*

As his voice fell, Zhao Miao's movement technique suddenly accelerated. His figure became elusive and unpredictable. He abandoned large-scale sword Moves and focused on a single point, aiming for extreme defense-breaking. The Zixiao World-Breaking Sword's cold light surged, condensing into an extremely sharp purple sword spike, aiming at the weak point in the patterns of the Golden Dragon Mountain-Suppressing Shield, attacking frantically!

"Zixiao Truth-Breaking Spike!"

The sharp sound of breaking the air was ear-piercing. The purple sword spike pierced through layers of Dragon Qi and slammed fiercely onto the golden shield surface.

Bang! The shield surface trembled violently, golden light flickered, and dense fine cracks instantly appeared, but it still steadily blocked the attack without completely shattering.

Golden Immortal Ao Li laughed wildly again. His dragon claw brought out a long spear, red-gold throughout and entwined with dragon patterns, breaking through the air. The spear tip was cold and sharp, with monstrous killing intent.

The second Medium Grade offensive Immortal Artifact—[Heaven-Rending Dragon Spear] appeared!

"Since you are obsessed with seeking death, I will fulfill your wish!"

"Golden Dragon Heaven-Rending Spear!"

The red-gold long spear pierced through the air, carrying the heaven-destroying Dragon Qi, its speed reaching the extreme, aiming directly at Zhao Miao's heart! The spear wind was fierce, the killing intent bone-chilling, locking all evasion angles, coming as a lethal blow!

Zhao Miao's heart tightened slightly. His weakness of having no defensive Immortal Artifact was completely exposed. He could only swing his sword with all his might to block, while his body retreated at extreme speed.

Clang—! The golden and purple Immortal Artifacts collided violently, the loud noise shaking the heavens, and the terrifying shockwave swept in all directions. Zhao Miao was shaken until his arms were numb, his blood and Qi surged, his figure retreated repeatedly, and a trace of pale purple Immortal blood spilled from the corner of his mouth; he had already fallen into a disadvantage.

The crowd watching the whole scene felt their hearts racing, their blood boiling.

"Dual Medium Grade Immortal Artifacts for offense and defense! The Golden Immortal of the Dragon Clan is indeed worthy of his reputation!"

"Senior Zhao Miao only has one offensive Immortal Artifact, he's at such a disadvantage! The offense and defense are completely unequal!"

"Actually, it's mainly because the Old Ancestor of the Zhao Family is not as strong as the Golden Immortal of the Dragon Clan in terms of combat power. Without weapon support, the disadvantage is even more obvious!"

"You can actually understand this?"

"I don't understand, I'm just guessing. This makes it look more professional."

The crowd watched intently, closely following the two figures in the sky.

The two fought more and more fiercely, their Moves progressing layer upon layer, killing Moves appearing one after another. In the sky, golden and purple light intertwined and exploded, space continuously shattered and reorganized, collapsing and spreading.

The trajectory of the fight continued to rise and shift outward, moving from above the Imperial City all the way to the Eastern Wilderness, ten thousand miles away!

The vast wilderness was boundless, with no cities or buildings to block them, just right to accommodate the Peak duel between the two Immortal Rank powerhouses.

Behind them, a million Cultivators, as well as the Sect Masters and Old Ancestors of major forces, followed in the air, keeping an orderly distance. They dared not get too close, but they were unwilling to miss a single bit of the battle, standing densely in the high sky in the distance, watching from afar.

Fighting all the way, destroying all the way!

Every time Golden Immortal Ao Li's golden dragon giant claw swept across, it could tear apart a hundred li of land, shattering mountains and ridges, leaving the ground covered in deep ravines and overturned rock layers; every time the ten thousand dragon phantoms fell, they could flatten a wilderness, shattering a thousand li of earth and stone. Wherever the golden Dragon Qi passed, vegetation turned to ash, mountains and rivers collapsed, and the earth's veins ruptured.

Every time Zhao Miao's Zixiao Immortal Sword swung down, the purple sword aura traversed a thousand li, severing mountain Peaks and tearing through clouds, while the fragmented spatial turbulence raged wantonly, stirring the entire wilderness into a scene of devastation and ruin.

In just a few dozen rounds, the originally flat and vast Eastern Wilderness had become riddled with pits, ruined and messy, with rivers changing course, mountains collapsing, and the entire landscape filled with the terrifying traces left by the ravages of the great battle.

During the fight, the more Zhao Miao fought, the more alarmed he became. Strong, too strong!

Both at the Peak of the Golden Immortal realm, he actually couldn't hurt the other party in the slightest.

Zhao Miao gradually became physically exhausted, his Immortal power consumption increased sharply, and the minor injuries on his body continued to increase. His situation became increasingly passive; he could only rely on his exquisite movement technique and top-tier sword Moves to barely maneuver and struggle to hold on.

After another hundred rounds of fierce fighting, Golden Immortal Ao Li completely controlled the battle, firmly occupying the absolute upper hand. Looking at Zhao Miao, who was constantly dodging and weary from defending, the arrogance and sense of superiority in his heart completely exploded.

His massive golden dragon body circled the sky, and he suddenly stopped his offensive. The golden Dragon Qi filling the sky slowly receded. He hovered in mid-air, looking down from a high position at the slightly disheveled Zhao Miao, and suddenly let out a burst of incredibly arrogant laughter.

"Just this?! Just this??"

"Fighting until now, have you seen the gap between you and me?!?"

Golden Immortal Ao Li's laughter was violent, shaking the wilderness, carrying endless arrogance and mockery, resounding through the entire world.

His smile faded:

"Mud-legged peasant, poor ghost, bumpkin!"

The onlookers looked at each other: "..."