Changbai Mountain Wusheng burst from underground, standing in the void, facing the Blood Demon Flood Dragon.
Being struck into the ground by the Blood Demon Flood Dragon earlier had only made him appear somewhat disheveled; it had caused no substantial damage.
"I didn't expect you, little flood dragon, to have some tricks. It seems I'll have to show some of my own!"
Changbai Mountain Wusheng stretched out his arms. His emaciated body seemed to swell before the eyes of the onlookers, and specks of golden light flashed across his skin…
"Zhang San Golden Body!"
"I can't believe Wusheng would even use his Zhang San Golden Body to deal with a flood dragon in the early stage of Core Condensation." Seeing this, Wuchen Jianxian's interest was piqued.
Having lived for so long, he had rarely seen Changbai Mountain Wusheng employ his ultimate techniques.
The 'Zhang San Golden Body' was a body-refining technique cultivated by Changbai Mountain Wusheng.
Legend had it that in his youth, Changbai Mountain Wusheng was a tomb robber with thick hair. He used his slender physique to conquer many mysterious tombs, and the 'Zhang San Golden Body' was obtained from a very ancient tomb of a wise elder.
According to Changbai Mountain Wusheng himself, once the 'Zhang San Golden Body' reached great accomplishment, his body could reach thirteen feet in length when entering combat. He would be impervious to water and fire, unafraid of all poisons, and his combat power would be comparable to the peak of Earth Immortals.
However, the only drawback of the Zhang San Golden Body was that as Changbai Mountain Wusheng cultivated it, his hairline receded higher and higher, until not a single hair remained on his head, which troubled him slightly.
"Haha, come on!"
At this moment, Changbai Mountain Wusheng’s body was three meters tall, topped with a massive bald head. Golden light emanated from his body, dazzling under the sunlight, like a god of war.
Changbai Mountain Wusheng transformed into a blinding golden light and charged directly at the Blood Demon Flood Dragon. His speed was so great that before the Blood Demon Flood Dragon could react, Changbai Mountain Wusheng directly struck its seven-inch vital point.
The immense force sent the Blood Demon Flood Dragon flying back dozens of meters, tumbling in the air. A faint indentation appeared on its crimson scales.
The Blood Demon Flood Dragon cried out in pain, emitting a deafening dragon roar. Since its arrival on Earth, this was the first time it had suffered a setback in a direct physical confrontation. A hint of rage flickered in its massive, blood-red eyes.
"Blood Dragon Seizing Technique!"
The Blood Demon Flood Dragon slightly extended its huge dragon claws forward, and then, a dragon claw imprint exceeding ten feet in length was condensed and hurled towards Changbai Mountain Wusheng.
The illusory dragon claw imprint seemed to encompass heaven and earth, freezing space. Under this pressure, Changbai Mountain Wusheng felt his movements become arduous.
However, Changbai Mountain Wusheng had no intention of dodging. He straightened his body, clenched his fists, and slammed a punch towards the dragon claw imprint!
The two collided, but there was no earth-shattering explosion. The illusory dragon claw closed gently, directly trapping Changbai Mountain Wusheng within.
"What kind of technique is this?"
Niudao Ren and the others watching from the side appeared very astonished. No matter what kind of anomaly the Blood Demon Flood Dragon was, it was still a demonic beast. Yet, the techniques it displayed were like the spells of human cultivators, incredibly profound.
It was known that demonic beasts' formidable combat power relied entirely on their innate physical advantages. But if their combat skills were not inferior to humans, how terrifying would their combat power be?
What they didn't know was that ordinary demonic beasts indeed only relied on their physical bodies for combat, but the Blood Demon Flood Dragon was different. It had learned the ways of true dragons. Although its body was massive, its combat skills and techniques were not much weaker than these natives of Earth.
"Devour the Heavens!"
After trapping Changbai Mountain Wusheng, the Blood Demon Flood Dragon, without hesitation, unleashed the Blood Dragon clan's secret devour technique, intending to swallow him.
With its strength, even if Changbai Mountain Wusheng's physique was stronger, once swallowed, he would be refined by the secret technique and become a part of its body.
The Blood Demon Flood Dragon opened its maw, like a colossal black hole, exuding a powerful devouring force from its mouth, stirring up a strong vortex of airflow.
"Vajra's Wrath! Break!"
At this moment, sensing the extremely powerful devouring force emanating from the Blood Demon Flood Dragon's mouth, Changbai Mountain Wusheng finally put away his contempt. A hint of solemnity appeared in his golden eyes.
His fists, like two enormous hammers, smashed fiercely onto the illusory dragon claw. Crisp sounds, like metal colliding, reverberated deafeningly.
Finally, when Changbai Mountain Wusheng was less than three feet away from the Blood Demon Flood Dragon, he shattered the seizing phantom. The dragon claw phantom dissolved into a shower of blood-red light.
Changbai Mountain Wusheng, with his three-meter-tall body, flew out from the blood-red light and headed straight for the Blood Demon Flood Dragon. Man and beast engaged in battle once more.
After unleashing the 'Zhang San Golden Body,' Changbai Mountain Wusheng's strength and speed had both greatly increased. His fists rained down like a storm, continuously pounding the Blood Demon Flood Dragon's body…
The immense force made the Blood Demon Flood Dragon struggle to withstand it. Several of its scales even shattered, and scarlet blood flowed from the wounds, scattering across the sky.
However, fortunately, its body was enormous, and its vitality was extremely tenacious. Even when injured, it could endure for a long time.
"This flood dragon's combat techniques are surprisingly profound, unlike ordinary demonic beasts that only instinctively use their bodies to fight. And its vitality is truly too strong. It seems Wusheng won't be able to defeat it anytime soon."
Wuchen Jianxian, seeing Changbai Mountain Wusheng suffer a slight loss due to carelessness, exclaimed in surprise.
Chang Sheng Daozhang had long witnessed the Blood Demon Flood Dragon's power. He and Bai Tu, when fighting together against it, could only flee in disarray. If not for the protection of the Bai family's formation, they might have both been swallowed by the Blood Demon Flood Dragon.
"This Blood Demon Flood Dragon is protecting those few people so fiercely. It seems those people are very close to Master Zhang." A flicker of thought crossed Chang Sheng Daozhang's eyes as he said meaningfully.
"Since that's the case, I'll capture those few people first, to avoid any further complications." Bai Tu stared coldly at Lin Haotian and the others, his voice chilling.
Saying that, Bai Tu lightly brushed the white bone jade tablet at his waist, and three ghost generals flew out from the tablet, hovering before him.
"Capture them for me. I want them alive," Bai Tu commanded.
"Yes, Master."
The three ghost generals were over ten feet tall, floating in the void like giants. Their illusory bodies exuded a powerful and chilling aura.
Dealing with a group of cultivators whose strength did not exceed the Saint Domain, Bai Tu was too lazy to act himself. In his nurtured white bone jade tablet, there were thirty-six ghost generals, each possessing the strength of the early stage of the God realm. If the thirty-six ghost generals combined to form the Disha Ghost General Formation, they could even contend against a cultivator in the early stage of Core Condensation.
This was one of his strongest trump cards after condensing his Yuan Dan and cultivating to the Earth Immortal realm.
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