105: Chapter 105: Fighting at the Peak!

A blood-colored pillar of light dyed half the sky crimson.

The underground blood pool boiled, and the vital energy of one hundred thousand Daxia martial artists was forcibly drained.

Large swathes of blood threads burrowed into Chi Hong's pores.

Li Zhengyang held the spear in one arm.

Instead of retreating, he advanced.

The abyssal meteor dragon spear dragged out a straight line as he thrust directly at the blood pillar.

Interrupting the casting was the only hard truth.

"Clang!"

A massive sound exploded.

The spear tip was stuck fast three feet outside the blood pillar, and an invisible barrier forced all the recoil back, making the spear shaft hum incessantly.

Within the blood light, Chi Hong's ten-meter-tall body surged again.

Old scales peeled off with a rustle, and new, purplish-black barbed armor tore through its flesh, protruding menacingly.

Four bone horns on its head intertwined upward, faintly forming the outline of a crown.

...

At this moment, at the Pojun Division Northern Territory Branch.

In a seclusion chamber three hundred meters underground.

Lei Qianjue sat cross-legged at the eye of the Spirit Gathering Array.

He was only a step away from breaking through the bottleneck of the Martial Saint realm.

Boom!

In the due north, a violent, tyrannical aura swept across.

Lei Qianjue opened his eyes abruptly.

He kicked open the heavy basalt door, not even bothering to turn off the Spirit Gathering Array.

"The aura of a peak Martial Venerable!"

"Where did an old monster come from in a dump like Mad Demon Fortress?"

Outside the door, Xiao Wang, the logistics staff member left on duty, heard the commotion and rushed over.

"Venerable Lei!"

"Where is Li Zhengyang?" Lei Qianjue asked, launching into a tirade.

Xiao Wang swallowed hard: "Department Head Li gathered five hundred brothers and went to Mad Demon Fortress. He said... he said he was going to raze that city."

Lei Qianjue's body stiffened, and veins popped on his forehead.

"Five hundred people to raze Mad Demon Fortress?"

"Nonsense! That old monster's vital energy is about to surpass mine! Is he, a newly broken-through Martial Venerable, going there to throw his life away?"

Before the words had even faded.

A golden thunderbolt blasted through the ceiling, tore through the clouds, and raced toward the north.

The speed was pushed to the extreme.

Lei Qianjue gritted his teeth in anxiety.

Even if he had to risk his old life, he had to save Li Zhengyang, the only hope of the Northern Territory!

...

Mad Demon Fortress, above the ruins.

The heaven-reaching blood pillar gradually dimmed and completely dissipated.

Chi Hong descended from the sky.

The vital energy of one hundred thousand people was ultimately just a hair short.

Its realm remained stuck at the peak of the Martial Venerable.

It failed to blast open the gate of the Martial Saint and reach the King-level Demon.

Chi Hong clenched its knuckles, producing a series of sonic booms.

"Almost! Just almost!"

A low roar stirred up a wave of air, blowing away the rubble on the ground.

Its red eyes locked onto Li Zhengyang on the ground.

"Using your life to fill the gap should be enough."

Chi Hong took a step forward, and the ground trembled.

Li Zhengyang held his spear and tilted his head.

His tone was full of disdain.

"Didn't reach Martial Saint?"

"I thought you were brewing some earth-shattering ultimate move, but this is it after all that?"

Veins popped on Chi Hong's forehead.

It was now a real, solid peak Martial Venerable!

This mere mid-stage Martial Venerable human dared to complain that it wasn't strong enough?

"Die!"

Chi Hong roared violently.

A hundred-meter giant claw of vital energy crushed down overhead, the air pressure forcibly draining the air within a hundred-meter radius.

Li Zhengyang tapped his right foot on the ground.

"Soaring Dragon Sky-Stepping Footwork."

The moment the giant claw landed, his figure vanished into thin air.

Rumble!

The entire core of the fortress was completely crushed into powder.

Within a thousand meters, there wasn't a single intact floor tile left, and the terrain had been forcibly sunken by dozens of meters.

"You run fast."

Chi Hong turned around abruptly.

In the air dozens of meters away, Li Zhengyang stood against the wind.

"You have brute strength, but your movements are too stiff."

He poured his vital energy into the spear shaft without reservation.

On the surface of the abyssal meteor dragon spear, the dragon scale patterns were dazzlingly bright.

"Nine Heavens Thunder Control Spear," first form.

"Thunder Fall!"

Pitch-black lightning exploded at the spear tip.

Li Zhengyang became one with his spear, transforming into a black thunderbolt as he thrust with full force toward Chi Hong.

Chi Hong grinned hideously, neither dodging nor avoiding, and swung its giant arm in a backhand sweep.

It met the spearhead head-on.

Clang!

A piercing explosion pierced the clouds.

A terrifying recoil surged back along the spear shaft, and Li Zhengyang was sent flying over a hundred meters away.

He forcibly twisted his body in mid-air to land, his feet plowing gullies into the ground.

He glanced down.

Large cracks had opened up on the Frenzied Bone Battle Armor on his body.

As flesh rolled, the armor reassembled in just one breath.

"The strength of a peak Martial Venerable is indeed great."

Li Zhengyang shook his numb wrist.

Opposite him, Chi Hong stared fixedly at its left arm.

A small patch of scales there had been scorched black and cracked by the black lightning.

Killing intent boiled over completely.

"For a mere mid-stage, being able to take a hit from me without dying, you have enough to be proud of."

The four bone horns on Chi Hong's head glowed with intense red light.

"Let's see how you die!"

A sky full of fist shadows covered him from above, completely locking off all of Li Zhengyang's escape routes.

Each punch carried the force to collapse mountains.

Li Zhengyang sneered, not intending to dodge at all.

He held the abyssal meteor dragon spear level with both hands.

"Do you really think I rely on dodging?"

Ancient Dragon Power, Frenzied Bone Battle Armor, Tyrannosaurus Bone—all three trump cards were unleashed.

Crimson-gold light flickered frantically on his body, and the dark gold bone armor completely wrapped him into a god of slaughter.

He abandoned defense.

Facing that destructive storm of fist shadows, he plunged right in.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The dull sounds of flesh colliding exploded densely.

Li Zhengyang's spear tore through the air, carrying black wild thunder.

Chi Hong's heavy fist smashed into Li Zhengyang's left shoulder, and large swathes of bone armor shattered on the spot.

Li Zhengyang withstood the blow and, taking advantage of the opening in the opponent's move, thrust his spear forward.

Pfft!

Dragon Tooth Armor Piercing passive triggered.

The sharp spear tip forcibly cut through the new armor and pierced half a foot into Chi Hong's abdomen.

"Get lost!"

Chi Hong roared in pain and knocked Li Zhengyang over with a knee strike.

Li Zhengyang flew backward, spear in hand.

While in mid-air, he propped the abyssal meteor dragon spear against the void, used the leverage to stabilize his figure, and sprang back into the fight.

In the sky, on the ground.

Two figures turned into streaks of crimson-gold and purplish-black light, colliding frantically above the ruins.

The terrain of the entire area was forcibly leveled by dozens of meters.

Behind a dirt slope five kilometers away.

Five hundred veteran soldiers of the Pojun Division lay in the mud, mouths agape, unable to make a sound.

Lei Hu's voice trembled: "Is this a fucking mid-stage Martial Venerable fighting a peak Martial Venerable? This isn't scientific!"

Just at this moment.

The high-altitude clouds were violently torn apart.

Lei Qianjue, who had transformed into a bolt of lightning, stopped abruptly at the edge of the battlefield.

Thunder surged around him; he had been prepared to risk his old life to rescue Li Zhengyang.

But when he saw the battle situation below, this Northern Territory leader, who had seen all kinds of storms and waves, was completely stunned.

That terrifying old monster whose oppressive aura was approaching the Martial Saint level...

Was being pinned down and stabbed by Li Zhengyang!

The bone armor on Li Zhengyang's body was indeed constantly shattering.

But the speed at which it grew back was faster than it shattered!

Conversely, that old monster was covered from head to toe in dozens of deep, bone-visible blood holes left by that black spear.

Black blood flowed all over the ground.

The more Chi Hong fought, the more terrified it became.

What kind of pervert is this human!

It had just absorbed the vital energy of one hundred thousand people and should have been inexhaustible.

Yet under this high-intensity bombardment, its vital energy pool had actually been depleted by a third.

What about this kid?

His vital energy not only hadn't dried up, but he was getting fiercer the more he fought.

"Old thing, can't swing your fists anymore?"

Li Zhengyang executed a sweep, knocking open Chi Hong's defensive arms.

He took advantage of the momentum and used his legs to propel himself into the air.

Jumping directly above Chi Hong, he raised the great spear high.

"Nine Heavens Thunder Control Spear," second form.

"Silent Kill!"

The thunder elements within a thousand meters were forcibly drained.

All killing intent was compressed onto that single point of cold light at the spear tip.

Chi Hong's scalp tingled, and a sense of fatal crisis enveloped its entire body.

It desperately mobilized the vital energy within its body, frantically weaving and condensing it above its head, turning it into a thick, blood-colored shield.

Li Zhengyang plummeted downward, the spear tip pointing directly at the blood shield.

"Break for me!"