471: Chapter 471 The Immortal Body of Prison Suppression

Chu Tiankuang took the lead, his blood Qi erupting with a boom.

A violent and peerless blood Qi surged from within him into the sky, like a primordial dragon awakening; the rolling waves of Qi caused the Void Realm to tremble.

His Physical Body radiated brilliant immortal light as Lunar Cold Qi intertwined with majestic, immense strength, his blood Qi condensing into a hellish shadow that towered between heaven and earth.

This was the Prison-Suppressing Immortal Body!

The blood Qi pressure weighed down in all directions, making the surrounding world feel as if it were being forcibly suppressed; his Aura was domineering beyond compare.

“The Prison-Suppressing Immortal Body is indeed peerlessly domineering!”

“He primarily cultivates the Taiyin Great Dao and the Great Dao of Strength. His Physical Body has been repeatedly refined by Lunar Cold Qi, as if tempered within the Eighteen Levels of Hell. It is only logical for it to reach such a terrifying level!”

The Burial Immortal Platform immediately erupted into an uproar. Cultivators from all sides were shaken to their core, their faces filled with shock.

But just as everyone was marveling, Qin Wushang, on the opposite side of the ancient stone platform, moved.

In the next instant, an even more terrifying blood Qi exploded forth.

There was no holy immortal light, only pitch-black demonic blood boiling like ink.

As that pitch-black blood Qi surged, it transformed into a boundless sea of blood. Crimson devilish mist swept across the eight directions, and the faint roars of billions of aggrieved souls could be heard.

dark gold demonic runes bloomed across his Physical Body. Every inch of his muscle and bone seemed tempered by ten thousand demons. His blood Qi was as thick and heavy as a prison, directly and forcefully suppressing Chu Tiankuang's peerlessly domineering blood Qi.

Devilish Qi rolled like a tide, blotting out the sun.

Qin Wushang stood within it, looking like a True Demon awakening from an ancient slumber.

The vigor of his Physical Body's blood Qi seemed capable of shattering the firmament and trampling the sea of stars.

Many beings on the Burial Immortal Platform were momentarily speechless, followed by an explosion of earth-shattering exclamations.

“What a terrifying Physical Body... This blood Qi power is simply inconceivable!”

“The Physical Body of the True Demon Clan... has actually reached such a perverted level?”

“At the same Realm, his Physical Body's blood Qi can actually crush an Immortal Body. Is he even human?”

“He is a born War Demon!”

“Just the blood Qi pressure alone makes my Divine Soul tremble; I can't even muster the will to resist...”

“Two freaks... both of them are freaks!”

“Opening the Eternal Immortal War with such terrifying blood Qi will surely result in obtaining an Immortal Weapon!”

“The Thunder King Lei Wuji obtained the Five Thunder Shaking Drum! I wonder what these two freaks will get!”

Some were busy taking out Shadow-Recording Stones to record the scene.

This was also an Opportunity!

By taking this footage out and selling it, one could definitely earn a massive fortune in Immortal Stones.

Chu Tiankuang watched the scene before him, his heart filled with alarm.

“Demonic Flames Surging to the Heavens, blood Qi unparalleled in the world... Is this the ancient Bloodline of the True Demon Clan?”

He murmured in a low voice.

Standing there, Qin Wushang was already like a moving purgatory on earth.

Even he himself was surprised by this situation.

“The Immortal Source Fate-Changing Art is truly terrifying... It can even change this!”

He was naturally the Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo, with a Physical Body number one throughout history; that was normal.

He just hadn't expected that Heaven-Defying Cultivation Technique to be able to alter things to such an extent.

He was now no different from a True Demon.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Mo Qianrao, who had been teasing the Heavenly Venerable, also stopped.

She looked over, her hand that was kneading the Heavenly Venerable's buttocks freezing in place.

“Demonic Blood Burning the Heavens... unique to the Imperial Clan... the Demonic Blood Burning the Heavens unique to the True Demon Imperial Clan!”

“A Son of the True Demon!”

“He is actually the son of a True Demon Emperor!”

Mo Qianrao's delicate body was trembling, as if from excitement.

The Heavenly Venerable beside her saw this, her expression changing slightly as she whispered in shock: “Son of the True Demon?”

“No wonder his Aura is so powerful and his Heart-Nature so arrogant. He actually has such a terrifying background!”

Her eyes flickered as she subconsciously muttered to herself.

“I wonder how that fellow with the Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo would fare against this person...”

Before she could finish, her elegant brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of imperceptible annoyance flashed across her face.

“How strange... Why have I been thinking of that annoying fellow so often lately?”

“I must be going mad!”

She took a deep breath and silently cursed herself in her heart, forcibly suppressing those chaotic thoughts.

Two incredibly fearsome surges of blood Qi poured into the stone platform, causing its ancient runes to shine and fly out.

“Skree!”

The runes converged, forming a Phoenix—an Ice Phoenix!

Qin Wushang watched the Ice Phoenix soaring through the Nine Heavens, then his gaze fell back onto the stone platform.

“The more I look at it, the more it looks like a coffin... Is it really not one?”

He was somewhat suspicious.

This thing looked like it was made of stone, but it really was very similar to the immortal coffins he had seen before.

“Boom!”

Suddenly, the world shook, and the entire Burial Immortal Platform shone with brilliant light.

The sky was violently torn open!

The Ice Phoenix's blade-like wings, which seemed forged from ten-thousand-year-old ice, forcibly carved a massive gap in the firmament.

The ancient and vast Ancient Immortal Battlefield emerged as a result.

Amidst the ruins and broken walls were countless immortal bones, with damaged Immortal Artifacts and blood-stained Immortal Stones scattered everywhere.

Lingering in the Void Realm were the undissipated killing charms of the Immortal Dao. The earth was cracked like a spiderweb, every inch soaked with the immortal blood of ages, exuding a daunting, eternal desolation amidst the deathly silence.

“It's big enough!”

“Come, fight!”

“Use all your strength, unleash the might of a True Demon, and help this Young Master seize the Immortal Weapon!”

Chu Tiankuang was incredibly excited.

Rumor had it that the larger the Ancient Immortal Battlefield, the higher the Rank of the Eternal Immortal War opened.

He felt that the Ancient Immortal Battlefield appearing now was even more vast and boundless than what Lei Wuji had originally described.

“You are mistaken! Even if there truly is an Opportunity for an Immortal Weapon, it is destined to belong to me, Mo Cang!”

“From beginning to end... you are nothing more than a stepping stone for me!”

Qin Wushang shouted and followed him up.

The two were very crude, both thinking only of crushing the other. Without any foreplay, they directly entered and began the battle.

“Boom!”

The vast ancient land shook as Chu Tiankuang threw a punch.

“Too weak!”

“Bang!”

Qin Wushang similarly threw a punch. His terrifying Physical Body strength exploded, directly forcing the other back.

“This is a True Demon... Hahaha, how satisfying, how satisfying! It’s been too long since I’ve had this feeling of my hands trembling!”

Chu Tiankuang's hands were shaking, but he was excited, and his Battle Intent became increasingly fearsome.

This was a rare opponent!

“1,000-fold Kaioken!”

Qin Wushang had no intention of holding back. His muscles bulged, and his fist light illuminated the entire Realm, as if eternal stars were exploding within that single punch.

“Not good!”

The punch, both fast and fierce, came charging in, greatly alarming Chu Tiankuang.

“Boom!”

His blood Qi surged, immortal light flashed on the surface of his body, and a terrifying vision emerged behind him.

It was a scene of Hell!

The Eighteen Levels of Hell manifested, covering the continuous, deathly silent immortal mountains.

“Boom!”

The massive fist slammed into it like a brilliant sun.

The Eighteen Levels of Hell continuously exploded, and the terrifying force caused the world within Chu Tiankuang's body to overturn.

“Never mind that this is a fake Eighteen Levels of Hell; even if it were real, it wouldn't be able to stop this punch of mine!”

“Boom!”

As the final level of Hell exploded, Qin Wushang's fist momentum reached its peak.

Chu Tiankuang was indeed worthy of being an Immortal Body; at the moment the fist was about to hit his face, he left an afterimage and vanished from the spot.

“Even a fake can suppress you!”

“Boom!”

Suddenly, he appeared above Qin Wushang, transforming into an incredibly massive black shadow.

“Hell-Suppressing Evil Ghost, Suppress!”