142: Chapter 142 The Three True Methods

Chen Zilong's eyes were icy cold as the Nine Heavens Thunder Control True Canon circulated frantically within his body.

On the azure five thunders heavenly heart armor he wore, countless fine silver thunder patterns lit up one by one, emitting the 'crackle and pop' sound of leaping electric arcs.

In the night sky, the originally sparse starlight was quickly obscured by dark clouds gathering together.

Deep within the cloud layers, dull thunder began to roll, as if a giant beast were awakening inside.

“Nine Heavens Tribulation Light!”

Chen Zilong held his fingers together like a sword and pointed toward the sky!

“CRACK—!”

A dazzling bolt of lightning, as thick as a child's arm, tore through the darkness!

Like a spear of judgment hurled by a thunder god of the nine heavens, it struck down with unerring precision toward the top of Su Yan's head!

The speed of the lightning surpassed thought; Su Yan only had time to hold the bishui sword horizontally above her head, pushing her true essence to its limits.

“Rumble!”

The lightning smashed violently against the bishui sword. The blinding white light instantly illuminated the entire battlefield and reflected Su Yan's exquisite face, slightly distorted from the strain of her full resistance.

The water-blue light curtain surrounding her fluctuated violently, letting out a 'sizzling' wail. Clearly, under the supreme yang and unyielding power of the lightning, her water-attribute cultivation method was being heavily suppressed.

The powerful current transmitted through the blade into her body, causing her delicate frame to shudder violently. Wisps of blue smoke rose from her hair, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

“Hmph! A mere Golden Core dares to covet my wife's body! Be suppressed!”

Chen Zilong pressed his advantage, maintaining the lightning strikes while simultaneously urging the overlord cauldron to exert power again.

The giant cauldron hummed, its weight seemingly increasing several times over, pressing the water-blue light curtain downward until it began to cave in, looking as if it would collapse at any moment.

A flash of ruthlessness and heartache crossed Su Yan's eyes.

She suddenly bit the tip of her tongue and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood onto the bishui sword.

Nourished by the essence blood, the bishui sword let out a shrill sword cry, its radiance surging as it temporarily withstood the downward pressure of the overlord cauldron.

At the same time, her free left hand quickly formed hand seals while she muttered incantations, causing an eerie and sinister aura to emanate from her body.

“Tianji Secret Art: Netherworld Ghost Claw!”

With her shrill shriek, the shadows behind her seemed to come to life.

Countless ink-black claws wreathed in chilling ghostly qi appeared out of thin air, making a tooth-aching 'creaking' sound as they lunged toward Chen Zilong from all directions.

These ghost claws ignored physical defense, piercing directly toward the soul.

Wherever they passed, even the air turned bone-chillingly cold, and a thin layer of white frost even condensed on the ground.

“Unorthodox tricks!”

Chen Zilong snorted coldly. Facing this evil technique that specialized in attacking the soul, he was not flustered in the slightest.

The mental mantra of the Vajra Demon Subduing Scripture operated on its own, and a majestic, vast, and supreme yang Buddhist aura erupted from within him.

A faint golden Buddhist light rose around him, and a phantom-like Golden Wheel of Merit even faintly appeared behind his head.

“Vajra's Glare, Suppress Evil and Subdue Demons!”

He shouted, his voice like a great bell, carrying the divine power of the Buddhist Lion's Roar.

Invisible sound waves mixed with pure yang Buddhist power, spreading out like ripples on water.

As soon as those hideous Netherworld Ghost Claws touched this golden Buddhist light, they were like snow meeting a scorching sun, emitting a 'hissing' sound as they dissolved.

Accompanied by countless shrill, illusory screams, they quickly turned into black smoke and dissipated.

The Buddhist light shone everywhere, even dispersing much of the eerie ghostly qi in the forest.

Suffering from the backlash of her technique, Su Yan spat out another mouthful of blood, her face turning a few shades paler.

The gaze she directed at Chen Zilong was filled with disbelief:

“Daoist lightning arts, a demonic art foundation, and now Buddhist divine powers?!”

“Chen Zilong, just what kind of monster are you?!”

She couldn't understand how an ordinary person could simultaneously cultivate the supreme methods of the Daoist, Demonic, and Buddhist schools; Chen Zilong wasn't a Child of Destiny like Ye Wushuang.

Furthermore, he had cultivated each one to such a profound level.

How could they not have conflicted with each other?

This completely defied the common knowledge of the cultivation world!

Su Yan did not know that the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art and the Vajra Demon Subduing Scripture, two opposing cultivation methods, actually complemented each other.

Only a fellow with heaven-defying luck like Ye Wushuang would discover this shocking secret in the future.

Su Yan had always believed that only a Child of Destiny could simultaneously cultivate the true methods of the Daoist, Buddhist, and Demonic schools.

Chen Zilong didn't bother to answer at all.

Taking advantage of her shaken state of mind, his offensive changed again!

The Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art quietly operated.

The pores all over his body seemed to turn into countless tiny vortices, beginning to frantically devour the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

He even faintly drew in the true essence and blood qi escaping from Su Yan!

Su Yan suddenly felt her body grow heavy, as if she had fallen into an invisible quagmire; even the circulation of her true essence became sluggish.

She knew exactly what kind of demonic art the Heaven Swallowing Demonic Art was.

“I can't hold back anymore!”

Su Yan gritted her silver teeth, knowing that if this continued, she would surely be defeated.

A flash of decisiveness crossed her eyes. She slammed her palms together and then slowly pulled them apart.

A phantom of an ancient compass, covered in complex stellar patterns, condensed between her palms.

“zhou tian star disk, Star-Shifting Exchange!”

The compass phantom rotated slowly, the stars upon it flickering uncertainly.

As it turned, Chen Zilong suddenly felt the lightning power he struck out and the direction of the overlord cauldron's pressure undergo a subtle deflection!

It was as if an invisible force was twisting and guiding the trajectory of his attacks.

A bolt of lightning originally aimed at the crown of Su Yan's head was weirdly pulled aside, striking the empty ground thirty feet away with a 'boom' and blasting a charred crater.

The overlord cauldron also seemed to have fallen into some sort of viscous force field, its downward speed significantly slowing.

“A projection of the Tianji Sect's sect-guarding treasure?”

Chen Zilong's pupils constricted as he recognized the origin of this object.

It was said that the complete zhou tian star disk had the power to alter heavenly secrets and shift the universe.

Although this was just a phantom, it was enough to show its extraordinary nature.

“I'll see just how much you can shift!”

Chen Zilong's fighting spirit boiled as he pushed the three supreme true methods to their limits.

He no longer used a single type of power but began attempting to fuse the three, erupting with combat strength that surpassed his limits!

His left hand formed a Daoist thunder seal, invoking the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder. Silver serpents danced wildly, lighting up the night sky like day.

His right hand channeled the devouring power of the demonic art, forming an invisible domain that constantly weakened and eroded Su Yan's defenses.

Meanwhile, the majestic blood qi and Buddhist true essence cultivated from the Vajra Demon Subduing Scripture roared through his body, providing him with seemingly endless endurance and guarding his soul, making him impervious to all evil!

“Boom, boom, boom!”

“Bang, bang, bang!”

“Sizzle, sizzle—”

Energies of various attributes collided, exploded, and annihilated each other frantically in the small forest clearing.

Lightning, Buddhist light, demonic qi, and starlight intertwined, forming a bizarre and destructive scene.

The ground was already riddled with scars, covered in deep pits, cracks, and charred marks.

The surrounding trees were either destroyed or stained with eerie colors.

Su Yan pushed the Tianji Secret Art to its limit. The zhou tian star disk phantom rotated continuously, struggling to neutralize Chen Zilong's storm-like attacks.

Her figure flickered like a ghost within a limited range. She brandished the bishui sword so tightly that not even a drop of water could pass, sometimes turning it into a water screen for defense and sometimes thrusting out tricky and poisonous sword light.

She even used several blood-escape secret techniques that damaged her foundation at any cost, only then narrowly avoiding several fatal lightning strikes and cauldron suppressions.

But the gap was simply too large.

Nascent Soul against Golden Core was a qualitative leap to begin with.

Moreover, Chen Zilong possessed the strengths of three schools. His true essence thickness, spell power, physical strength, and soul resilience completely crushed her.

Five hundred rounds!

The two fought from the forest into the air, and from the air back to the ground, battling for a full five hundred rounds!

Chen Zilong grew braver as he fought. The azure five thunders heavenly heart armor shone brilliantly amidst the lightning, making him look like a thunder god descended to the world.

Meanwhile, Su Yan became increasingly disheveled. Ye Xishui's elegant dress was already torn in many places and covered in dust and bloodstains.

Her aura also became extremely withered, and the phantom of the zhou tian star disk dimmed significantly, looking as if it would shatter at any moment.