Chapter 859: One Man’s Oppression

Chapter 859 -857: One Man’s Oppression

Liang Xuan had lost.

Xu Yang hadn’t even been injured. Both sides had unleashed a terrifying strike right from the start, determining the victor in a single exchange. At this moment, everyone had an incredibly clear understanding of Xu Yang’s strength. He was stronger than Liang Xuan, and even more powerful than he had been in Chongshan City.

It had to be known that Liang Xuan easily ranked among the top five of all the participants. Only two or three people here could actually match Xu Yang. Most of the cultivators who felt they had no hope of winning suddenly relaxed. They were going to lose anyway. Even if they encountered Xu Yang and immediately forfeited, it wouldn’t be a big deal. After all, losing to a prodigy and Dragon Tiger Venerable like Xu Yang wasn’t shameful—it was an honor.

The ones left feeling miserable were the Tower Masters and the participating Golden Immortal experts from the strongest branches, such as Ancient Daoyuan City, Nine Heavens City, and Bright Moon City. Who would settle for second place when they had a shot at first?

Jia Chunyang quietly swept his gaze over a few familiar elders in the crowd, his expression incredibly solemn. He thought, “Liang Xuan has lost. Among the remaining participants, the only ones whose strength is comparable to his are Zhong Wanshang, Wei Ming, and Ms Jinhua. However, considering how effortlessly Xu Yang defeated Liang Xuan, I can only hope that Zhong Wanshang and the others came prepared this time.”

As the representative of Ancient Daoyuan City, he naturally aimed for first place and possessed immense confidence in his own strength. Zhong Wanshang, Wei Ming, and Ms Jinhua were all from powerful Heaven’s Edge Towers like Nine Heavens and Bright Moon. Their strength wasn’t much weaker than his, and if they were hiding any secret methods, he couldn’t guarantee a victory. Now, he only hoped that Xu Yang wasn’t as terrifying as he imagined. Even more so, he hoped that the others could stall Xu Yang.

After all, Xu Yang had a perfect winning streak in the Celestial Immortal stage, while Sun Shaolong, who had only lost one match, was from Nine Heavens City. If Xu Yang only lost one match in the Golden Immortal battles, his total number of victories would still guarantee him first place.

Xu Yang stepped out of the restricted area as the next battle began. While others were sizing him up, he was doing the same to them.

At this moment, Chen Yingchuan’s voice transmission echoed in his ears. “Xu Yang, the only four people you need to be careful of are Jia Chunyang, Zhong Wanshang, Wei Ming, and Ms Jinhua. They are, respectively, standing in front of you…

“Ancient Daoyuan City, Nine Heavens City, and Bright Moon City. These few are the strongest. If they have any hidden trump cards, almost every single one of them has the potential to claim first place.

“You must be careful.”

Xu Yang understood implicitly, quietly sweeping his gaze over the four people Chen Yingchuan had pointed out. They were indeed very strong. The impression these four gave him was that they could break through their current cultivation bases and advance to the Late Stage of Golden Immortal at any moment.

As time passed, Jia Chunyang and the other three all took their turns to fight. Wei Ming and Ms Jinhua even faced off against each other directly. Watching them left Xu Yang secretly astonished.

He thought, “Their strength is truly astonishing.

“However, the gap between us isn’t that large. My greatest advantage is my incredibly boundless immortal essence, and the Purest Essence Qi accumulated within the divine cauldron can silently replenish my depletion at all times.

“This time, my Heaven Locking intent has also improved; it will serve as my trump card.

“As for the actual outcome, that will be decided in combat.”

Finally, after a bitter struggle, Wei Ming proved slightly superior and defeated Ms Jinhua.

Before long, it was Xu Yang’s turn again. However, this time, his opponent was much weaker—not even on par with Liang Xuan. He still defeated his enemy with a single saber strike.

The third match, the fourth match… until the fifth match. Xu Yang faced Wei Ming.

A formidable rival. At this moment, everyone’s spirits lifted. Only battles involving Xu Yang could truly rouse their interest. Everyone knew that Xu Yang was aiming for first place.

“It’s already his fifth match. If no one can stop Xu Yang, first place will belong to Celestial Sword City’s Heaven’s Edge Tower,” someone in the crowd murmured.

“Making him lose just one match won’t be enough,” another chimed in.

“Nine Heavens City has already lost two matches across the two stages, and Ancient Daoyuan City also lost one match in the Celestial Immortal stage. Jia Chunyang must maintain a perfect winning streak and make Xu Yang lose two matches to snatch first place. Otherwise, if their number of victories is identical, giving first place to Xu Yang due to his status as a Dragon Tiger Venerable won’t raise any objections.”

“Let them fight over it. I’m just here to watch the show.”

“The more intense the fight, the better.”

“This trip wasn’t made in vain. This Dragon Tiger Battle is undoubtedly the most unique and astonishing one in the past several hundred years.”

While some were fraught with worry, others had already given up on competing and were simply enjoying the spectacle without a care in the world.

“Be careful,” Wei Ming warned.

The moment he stepped into the restricted area, Wei Ming immediately struck. His body transformed into a streak of lightning. Manipulating the elements at will, he summoned a crimson grand seal, igniting a mighty, surging blaze that directly sealed off all directions.

WHOOSH!

The flames shot into the sky, churning and wreaking havoc as they unleashed a blazing, berserk might. Amidst the inferno, blinding flame immortal patterns shot toward Xu Yang in the center, striking in unison like burning meteors. Wei Ming had unleashed his full power right from the start. Facing Xu Yang, he didn’t dare underestimate him in the slightest.

“Wind Falling upon the Immortal Wilds!”

RUMBLE!

A storm of saber qi erupted, directly tearing the sea of fire apart. The saber light collided with the grand seal, emitting clanging explosions and sending sparks flying in all directions. Wei Ming appeared behind Xu Yang like a phantom. A bizarre flash of fire shot out from between his eyebrows, ethereal like a flame demon, and lunged directly at Xu Yang.

A terrifying Primordial Spirit suppression surged forth.

“This is bad,” someone exclaimed as the expressions of the crowd shifted slightly. Chen Yingchuan also grew tense.

That was Wei Ming’s trump card, the Primordial Spirit Fire Spirit. Its offensive power was extreme, and the mystical fire profoundness hidden within could deliver a massive shock and corrosion to one’s Primordial Spirit, disturbing the enemy’s mind.

“Heaven Locking intent,” Xu Yang shouted in a low voice, completely unhurried.

The Heaven-Locking Divine Chain materialized out of thin air, flashing and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

BANG!

The fiery phantom abruptly froze three inches behind Xu Yang, trembling like a leaf. It manifested clearly, letting out a sharp screech.

“How is this possible?” Wei Ming’s eyes widened to the point of popping out, as if he had just seen a ghost. His Primordial Spirit Fire Spirit had actually been forcibly locked in place by a terrifying power. Just how strong was his Primordial Spirit power? No matter how bizarre a Secret Technique or Divine Technique was, it still required powerful Primordial Spirit power as its foundation.

In a split second, Xu Yang turned around, grinned, and slashed his saber downward.

CRACK!

The Primordial Spirit Fire Spirit shattered. Without losing any momentum, the saber light drove straight toward Wei Ming. At the exact moment the fire spirit shattered, Wei Ming’s face twisted into an expression of intense agony, and his mind blanked out for a split second. Caught off guard, he hurriedly summoned the grand seal to parry.

BANG!

The boundless might of the saber strike directly sent the grand seal flying, forcing him to retreat continuously. Gaining the upper hand, Xu Yang showed no mercy. Moving as fast as lightning and as fierce as a thunderbolt, he unleashed one saber strike after another, hacking downward with the frenzied ferocity of a wild beast.

Only moments later, Wei Ming spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and yelled in a trembling voice, “I forfeit!”

His physical body felt as if it were about to fall apart, his skin bursting open with a dense web of fine cracks from the impacts. This battle was simply more spectacular and terrifying than his previous clash with Liang Xuan. The crowd had truly witnessed Xu Yang’s fearsome power. A formidable Primordial Spirit and boundless immortal essence—he practically had no weaknesses. Furthermore, he still hadn’t sustained any injuries. His condition looked phenomenal, and who knew if he was still hiding any terrifying trump cards?

Outside the arena, silence fell once again.

Chen Yingchuan breathed a sigh of relief and slowly unclenched his tight fists. A smile spread across his face once more; this victory had further cemented their chances.

Zhong Wanshang and Jia Chunyang exchanged a glance, both of their expressions solemn to the extreme. The two nodded at each other from a distance, seemingly reaching some kind of unspoken agreement.