CHAPTER 327: CHAPTER 327: DEVOURING COUNTRY EVIL DRAGON

The illusory dark gold scales covering his body surface shattered explosively, the intense pain transformed into a pleasurable sensation stimulating the nerves, and a cruel, bloodthirsty gleam surged in the young boy’s eyes.

After being harmed, the Orochi Dharma Form behind him not only didn’t wilt but became even more frenzied, the eight dragon-snake-like heads writhing fiercely, their bodies rapidly expanding twofold, contending with the towering white elephant not far away. The source of this is

On the other side, realizing that his divine thunder had only caused the enemy a minor scratch, Emperor Shitian furrowed his brows slightly, sensing the complexity of the situation.

"Roar!"

The giant snake Dharma Form let out a shrill hiss, its eight heads spreading out like wings, deceptively rapidly lunging at the mountain-like white elephant.

Facing the young boy’s overwhelming aura, Emperor Shitian’s expression became somber, he chanted a mantra, forming the Immovable Ming King Seal with a look of wrath.

"Namaḥ samanta-vajra-naṭaḥ harp."

Boom!

Zhu Haomiao’s fist collided with the Immovable Ming King Seal in Emperor Shitian’s hand, and the Dharma Forms behind the two also clashed simultaneously, a dazzling golden arc flashing between them.

A split second later, the stalemated energy exploded with a deafening crash, a terrifying shockwave sweeping across a hundred meters, uprooting all trees in the area, sending them flying into the sky like weightless scraps of paper and landing hundreds of meters away.

The topsoil within a radius of over a hundred meters was all splintered away, revealing its original color, a sudden earthy yellow appearing in the center of the originally lush green valley.

At the center of this earthy yellow radial pit, two ancient beasts akin to divine demons battled crazily, their synchronized movements causing the ground and mountains to shake, the dissipating energy waves alone sending tremors through the surrounding peaks.

"Huh?"

Not far from the valley, Qingtian Zhaojiu and Park Sang-pil, who had just reached a temporary ceasefire, both looked up simultaneously in the same direction.

With a flicker of surprise in their eyes, they exchanged glances and in unison asked.

"Should we go take a look?"

Receiving the answer they wanted, they nodded in mutual understanding and caution, quickly splitting up their teams and approaching from two different directions.

As the distance closed, the distant elephants’ trumpets, and snakes’ hisses echoed, accompanied by the increasingly pronounced tremors underfoot, the group seemed to picture two mountain-sized monsters rolling and clashing, their every movement carrying world-destroying force.

"Captain, what on earth are those things? Even from this far, I feel waves of heart palpitations!"

A team member gulped, clutching his breathless chest, his face pale.

The animal instinct to seek fortune and avoid disaster told him not to get closer, to flee, the farther the better!

Qingtian Zhaojiu also felt pressure on his chest, but his eyes glowed with greedy excitement.

"Perhaps it’s the Demon King unique to this Illusion Realm fighting. A presence of this level must be amassing an unparalleled quantity of Qi Fortune, and maybe its spirituality can even condense into a True Object!"

"As long as they both suffer losses, we’ll have a chance to seize their Qi Fortune and complete our Heaven-defying Fate Changing accumulation to ascend to the Upper Realm!"

Upon hearing Qingtian Zhaojiu’s excited murmur, the rest of the team, their eyes burning with fervor, pressed their teeth in excitement, outshining fear.

They had wandered like homeless dogs in the Second Layer Heaven for so long, solely to collect Qi Fortune and prepare for the Heaven-defying Fate Changing ascent, wasn’t it?

By comparison, True Objects were still secondary.

"Captain, we absolutely can’t let those sticks gain the upper hand!"

By the same token, Park Sang-pil’s team across had the same thought, both sides accelerating their pace, crossing the mountain peak and witnessing the mythical brutal battlefield.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Watching the two divine demon giant beasts battling inside the valley, both remotely separated teams fell into a daze.

The intense Gang Wind slammed their face like blades wave after wave, stinging their skin from afar, while the massive mountain beneath their feet trembled continuously, as if fearing the two giant beasts in the valley.

"Cap... captain, it seems it’s not the local Demon King, but descenders!"

"Gold Energy Level! Similar to us, but the power, the oppressive presence... even dominance pales in comparison!"

"This is unscientific, being of the same Gold Energy Level, their combat prowess is worlds apart from ours!"

"What are those things behind them?! The Spiritual Dharma is only a shadow, but their Dharma Forms are almost tangible!"

...

Listening to his team exclaim in shock, Qingtian Zhaojiu wore a serious look, gnashing his teeth.

"That’s not an ordinary Spiritual Dharma, that’s the Mythical Form!"

Hearing this, the team’s bodies shook, eyes widening in disbelief, "Mythical Form? Isn’t that an Authority only the Human God can unleash?"

The Second Layer Heaven, a Gold Level descender, how could they possess such high-status Divinity?

"I recognize him, the ruthless slayer of the Three Noble Sons, a pawn of China, the Devouring Country Evil Dragon — Zhu Haomiao!"

Though unable to make out the tiny human figure, the massive Orochi Dharma Form was too distinct, allowing Qingtian Zhaojiu to instantly recognize the nightmarish entity.

"Unexpectedly... he ascended to this Illusion Realm and has grown so rapidly!"

"Even more unexpected is that there’s someone else who can suppress him..."

His steely gaze shifted between the two gigantic creatures, and suddenly, Qingtian Zhaojiu had a thought.

"The fortune carried by such monsters is surely greater than that of a native Demon King, and if there’s a chance to slay them..."

"By then, not only could we plunder immense Qi Fortune, but also avenge the Three Noble Sons, maybe even becoming Guardian Gods, following Them directly to the High Heavens!"

As he spoke, everyone held their breath, and their inner greed surged like undercurrents, gradually suppressing fear and reason, driving them insane with fervor.

The temptation of becoming a god stirred in their hearts, they exchanged glances, seeing madness in each other’s eyes.

"We’re already damned, at most we die only once! Let’s do it!"

......

Meanwhile, at the center of the valley battlefield, the battle had already reached a boiling point.

Paying no attention to the prying eyes of onlookers, Zhu Haomiao drove his energy and Divinity to the extreme, his eyes solely on Emperor Shitian’s solemn and serious face.

[Stacked Waves Strength·Fierce Wave]

[Gale Force·Spirit Rhinoceros]

[Armor Breaking Force·Triumph]

[Penetration Energy·Thunderbolt]

...

The Eight Basic Forces were utilized to their peak by Zhu Haomiao, but the cultivation techniques only at Mastery level were far from the terrifying power of the Great Perfection Realm, only at the moment of Storage Explosion could they tear Emperor Shitian’s defenses, dealing him a small injury.

However, the Vajra Pestle in the opponent’s hand contained unbreakable high-status Divinity, and his Constant Star Melting Furnace Body Tempering Technique and up to 94 points of Body attribute felt like paper, pierced through with a single thrust into a bloody hole.