txolops Chapter 535 The Return of All Things to the Flow, A Strange New World
Chapter 535 The Return of All Things to the Flow, A Strange New World
"Our ancestor, that's our dragon clan's ancestor!"
The entire dragon race was extremely excited.
The True Dragon Immortal King, in retrospect, was indeed the ancestor of their Origin Realm Dragon Clan. However, due to environmental and other reasons, the Origin Realm Dragon Clan had a thinner bloodline and was far inferior to the True Dragon.
They have lost the splendor of the Ten Fiends, just like the Phoenix Clan. However, they have always been a top-tier clan in the Origin Realm, and their innate advantages are still very obvious.
However, as the world evolves, the bloodline of the Origin Dragon Clan is slowly recovering, and one day, they may be able to recreate the glory of the True Dragon Clan.
Now that they have met the invincible Dragon Ancestor, the True Dragon Immortal King, the dragons are naturally happy and excited, and full of hope for the future.
"However, there's a problem..." Long Hao suddenly froze, his expression turning strange.
He scratched his head and muttered, "My ancestor is the Heavenly Emperor's disciple, and the Heavenly Emperor is my good brother... So how should I address him?"
He was caught in a deep dilemma.
On the desolate battlefield, the two clashed once more, shaking the very mountains and rivers!
Both sides retreated, but Zhang Bairen was clearly in worse condition; his arm was trembling, his thumb and forefinger were split open, and blood was dripping down his fingertips.
Zhang Bairen's chest heaved violently. He looked down at his trembling hands and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
"True Dragon Immortal King, as expected of a freak, worthy of being the leader of the Ten Fiends."
The true dragon race has terrifying innate advantages; their physical bodies are incredibly powerful, and their attacks are invincible.
A pure-blooded true dragon, it's no exaggeration to call itself a Celestial King race.
In the previous exchange, I was slightly inferior in both physical strength and attack power.
Zhang Bairen took a deep breath, raised his head, and a resolute look flashed in his eyes.
"In that case, let's use our strongest attack."
Dragging it out would only lead to more defeat, so Zhang Bairen prepared to decide the outcome quickly.
His gaze deepened, like the starry sky, and his hands formed a hand seal, causing his aura to change drastically.
The traces of ancient immortal methods and worldly methods have faded away, replaced by a supreme Daoist charm that transcends the mundane and governs all paths.
He raised his hand, and endless Daoist energy condensed in his palm, as if he were grasping the entire sky.
He clenched his fist, and an aura of majesty that could suppress eternity and rule over all heavens swept across the desolate borderlands.
The entire desolate void froze, and the Great Dao wailed, as if bowing down to this will.
This is his strongest attack, called "Ten Thousand Heavens Return to Flow".
"Kill!" Zhang Bairen shouted, throwing a punch.
Fragments of time danced within the fist imprint, intertwined with runes of the Great Dao.
"That's amazing! They actually have a move like that!"
Zhen's pupils contracted slightly; he sensed the threat of the punch.
"Since that's the case..."
A true dragon soared into the sky, its body winding and covered with dark golden scales, each scale shimmering with immortal radiance.
The True Dragon Technique is the true secret art of the True Dragon Immortal King, the ultimate skill that the leader of the Ten Fiends has kept hidden.
This is not an incomplete inheritance, nor the lingering influence of bloodlines, but a complete and flawless supreme Immortal King's treasured technique.
He really moved. He took a step forward, the void beneath his feet exploded, and he appeared in front of Zhang Bairen.
A punch was thrown, without any fancy moves, just pure violence.
The fist imprint transformed into a true dragon, its mouth wide open, its fangs menacing, ready to devour everything, its roar mingled with the thunderous roar of the Great Dao.
The two forces collided, exploding into endless light. The void of the borderlands collapsed, and the chaotic energy was torn to shreds.
As the light faded, the two stood facing each other, a hundred miles apart. Zhang Bairen was covered in blood, his arms hanging limply at his sides, his breath weak.
He looked down at his fist; the web between his thumb and forefinger was split open, and red blood was dripping down.
He was injured, but his condition was much better than Zhang Bairen's.
Zhen raised his head, looking at Zhang Bairen in the distance, his eyes full of admiration. "You're the first person of the same level to injure me. I'll remember you."
Zhang Bairen was silent for a moment after hearing this, then looked up at Zhen. "I lost."
His voice was calm, without resentment or regret.
This battle stunned all beings in the Three Realms. Zhang Bairen's performance far exceeded their expectations. Not only did he force the reincarnation of the Immortal King to use his true abilities, but he also managed to injure his opponent. Although he ultimately lost, it was still quite astonishing.
"Zhang Bairen actually managed to injure Zhen! This is terrifying!"
"It's a pity we still lost, but it's not a shameful loss; we can still be proud of our defeat!"
Pan Ming, Black Emperor, and Heavenly Horse Saint Emperor were also stunned. Pan Ming murmured, "Zhang Bairen... he's actually this strong? I've never even seen that method of fusing ancient immortal techniques with modern techniques before."
The Black Emperor stopped wagging its tail and said blankly, "What is his background? This kind of method is not something an ordinary person can create."
The Celestial Emperor took a deep breath, unusually serious: "His potential might be greater than we imagined. Although he has lost now, who can predict what the future holds?"
In the Heavenly Court, in a side hall of the Lingxiao Palace, Jiang Hao and Gu Feng stood side by side, watching Zhang Bairen's departing figure on the light screen. Gu Feng frowned slightly and slowly said, "This Zhang Bairen is not simple."
"His Dao and Dharma are a bit off. The fusion of ancient immortal Dharma and modern Dharma requires an extremely high level of understanding of the origin. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be able to do that at his age."
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, what do you think? Have you figured out his background?"
Jiang Hao shook his head. "I can't see clearly, but he definitely has a powerful background."
Jiang Hao didn't say much about this topic, nor did he reveal Zhang Bairen's possible background.
First, it's impossible to be completely certain; second, if it's true, then the problem is much bigger and even harder to say.
Jiang Hao wasn't surprised by Zhang Bairen's defeat, after all, his opponent was the reincarnation of the True Dragon Immortal King, an existence that could only be contended with by reincarnations of the same level.
Although Zhang Bairen's background is also astonishing, and he is likely far superior to the Celestial King, he is not a case of simply and crudely increasing combat power like the reincarnation of a Celestial King, so his defeat is normal.
As the smoke of battle cleared from the edge of the universe, the seven figures departed, but the aftershocks lingered. The beings of the Three Realms were still immersed in the shock of those battles. Such is the allure of a clash between top geniuses.
Even after the great battle, the path to becoming an emperor continues, and the competition among the most talented individuals has never ceased.
Those young cultivators who were invincible in their respective star fields still embarked on the ancient star road with dreams in their hearts.
You are the strongest among the younger generation in the entire star field, unmatched by any of your contemporaries, and even the older generation has been slain by you. People say you have the bearing of an emperor.
When you embark on the ancient road to the stars with lofty ambitions, you discover that standing before you is a peerless figure like Zang Shen, Yin Tian, who possesses the talent to become an immortal.
Or perhaps it's the three of you who were reborn as the Immortal King, and then you were defeated in one move, ending your life in disappointment.
Such scenes play out frequently; this is both the cruelty and the allure of the Imperial Road.
As time passed, Pan, Zhen, and Xuan continued their advance, and their cultivation levels improved rapidly, soon reaching the peak of Quasi-Emperor.
The three of them are now only one step away from attaining enlightenment. All beings in the three realms are waiting to see who will be the first to achieve enlightenment and who will emerge victorious in their final battle.
In the Heavenly Court, Jiang Hao sat cross-legged on a futon. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, a look of surprise flashing across them.
"Huh, there's such a world? Interesting."
Just now, one of Jiang Hao's projected bodies encountered a very special, very unique world!