sinovels Chapter 48 A Contest of Physical Power
Chapter 48 A Contest of Physical Power
The earth trembled, and mist billowed forth.
The moment Mo Yuan activated the Earth Dao Ancestral Qi Scripture and unleashed the Azure Jade Imprisoning Eight Desolations Divine Power, his five internal organs burst forth with dazzling Xuanhuang radiance, and his vast and boundless magical power enveloped hundreds of miles of heaven and earth, instantly transforming into a domain under his control.
Mo Yuan's figure grew taller against the wind, instantly transforming into a figure hundreds of feet tall. Multicolored smoke surged in all directions, and the lightning divine patterns on his limbs shone brightly. His eyes revealed divine might.
"The Azure Jade Barrier imprisons the eight wastelands, confines time and space, and controls domains—this doesn't seem to be a divine power of the Qilin Clan, does it? Could it be that Fellow Daoist Mo Yuan created it himself?"
"I seem to have forgotten to ask him about the Five-Colored Sky-Crushing Light. Logically speaking, how could someone with only the peak cultivation of a True Immortal possibly unleash such a divine power?"
Jin Chanzi's eyes widened, and he muttered to himself.
The great battle between Mo Yuan and the Slaughter General Zao Chi was still vivid in his mind. The Five-Colored Sky-Shattering Light he unleashed had the power to tear through space and suppress life. At the time, he had thought of asking about it, but he forgot about it later.
Looking back now, Mo Yuan's background was too profound; he couldn't see through this person's true nature.
Creating one's own supernatural power is something even a Taiyi Golden Immortal would find difficult to do, yet it is now being displayed before him. He felt his Dao heart pounding wildly, unsure whether it was out of fear of Mo Yuan or out of reverence for him.
When Aohun, who was patrolling his territory, saw Mo Yuan, the intruder, he initially appeared bewildered. However, after his path was blocked and his body was bound by the spatial domain created by Cangbi Gubahuang, he became completely enraged.
The fierce beast opened its blood-red maw and charged towards Mo Yuan with its mountain-like body. The cold iron and ice marrow on its spine transformed into mountain peaks, attacking Mo Yuan from all directions.
Where the fierce beast's four hooves lay, the dark waters of the Styx flowed, and towering waves swept over the mountains and rocks, seemingly about to suppress Mo Yuan with overwhelming force.
"Perfect timing!"
Seeing the fierce beast charging towards him, Mo Yuan stepped through the void and went straight to meet it.
His internal organs and limbs were filled with pure ancestral energy. His body had reached the peak of ancestral energy mastery. He wanted to test whether he could resist the fierce beast with the strength of his flesh and blood.
At this moment, Mo Yuan and Ao Heng are competing in the most primal strength and physical prowess.
A fierce wind howled, and dust billowed everywhere.
Under Jin Chanzi's watchful gaze, Mo Yuan and Ao Heng clashed. Mo Yuan's pair of wind and cloud horns clashed with Ao Heng's four corners, followed by a struggle between their foreheads, shoulders, and limbs.
A sound like muffled thunder spread out, and the resulting shockwave blew the ground away. But Mo Yuan was not intimidated at all; he wanted to rival the fierce and powerful in terms of physical strength and blood energy.
The pure ancestral energy within his five internal organs shimmered with golden light, while the thunderous ancestral energy in his limbs manifested countless bolts of lightning. Mo Yuan's bloodline let out a joyful cry, and his power was continuously being stimulated.
Even as the fierce beast bombarded Mo Yuan with mountains formed from cold iron and ice marrow, and washed over him with the surging waters of the Styx River, Mo Yuan did not retreat even half a step. Instead, he fought with all his might and disregarded everything else.
A fierce rage burned in his three pairs of eyes. His remaining will drove his body. He was unwilling to be defeated by an ant at the peak of True Immortal. He felt that his position as the king of the ferocious beast race had been challenged.
"You call this a True Immortal Peak Mo Qilin? Fellow Daoist Mo Yuan's physical strength is actually no less than that of the Golden Immortal Peak beast Aohun, and Aohun is known for its powerful physique."
"In terms of ferocity and ruthlessness, I am no match for Fellow Daoist Mo Yuan."
Jin Chanzi exhaled a breath of stale air; he was truly convinced.
If it were him, he probably wouldn't have lasted three breaths against Aohun, but Mo Yuan fought across major realms and, without using any other supernatural powers, forced Aohun to the point of panting heavily and going berserk.
At that moment, the fierce beast's three pairs of eyes revealed an eerie aura. Two beams of blood-red light shot out from its crimson eyes, entering Mo Yuan's eyes with lightning speed and striking Mo Yuan's primordial spirit.
The deep blue eyes in the center flowed with a continuous stream of weak water, carrying endless corrosive rules and suppressive gravity, directly wrapping around Mo Yuan's body, trying to peel off Mo Yuan's scales.
As for those most mysterious dark eyes, Mo Yuan saw the vast universe within them, as well as a chaotic demon god burdened with the laws of death, looking down at him as if trying to see through his heart.
The aura of death eroded Mo Yuan's life force, and his aura weakened instantly, as if he would soon be exhausted and then be fiercely thrown away by the fierce beast.
"town!"
At the critical moment, Mo Yuan shouted loudly.
The low-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Qian Yuan Pagoda, slammed heavily onto Aohun's crown. Then, he raised his forelimbs and struck Aohun's chin directly, sending the latter flying backward and smashing a huge crater into the ground.
"Are you alright?"
Jin Chanzi was stunned and stared intently at Mo Yuan.
At the moment Mo Yuan was attacked, he was indeed terrified and wanted to use the Golden Cicada Stealing the Sky Technique to take Mo Yuan away from the battlefield.
Who would have thought that Mo Yuan's momentum would immediately return, and he would send Ao Hen flying.
This sudden shock left Jin Chanzi reeling for a long time.
"The power of the supreme innate spiritual treasure, the Qilin Seal, is indeed able to easily withstand the fierce soul attacks and soul-capturing techniques. However, those dark eyes that can communicate with death have aroused my great interest."
"The battle just now made me aware of my physical strength. Now it's time to completely suppress Aohun."
Mo Yuan thought to himself.
Unwilling to waste any more time, he activated the Qian Yuan Pagoda once more. This low-grade innate spiritual treasure transformed into a towering structure nearly ten thousand feet tall, and in the blink of an eye, it suppressed the fierce beast beneath it.
Not only that, Mo Yuan also kept using the Qilin Sky-Stopping Strike.
Several golden hoofprints fell from the sky, accompanied by the shattering of cold iron and the melting of ice marrow. The fierce beast's blood splattered on the ground. He was barely breathing, and a trace of clarity appeared in his originally cold and ruthless eyes.
"At the peak of the Golden Immortal realm, he was able to develop a trace of intelligence. This fierce beast was truly blessed by the Heavenly Dao. Unfortunately, his mind was devoured by the remnants of the Chaos Demon God, and he may not be able to accept your teachings."
Jin Chanzi analyzed the situation to Mo Yuan from across the void.
The Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Cycle is forty-nine, and one is hidden away.
The rules of the order of heaven and earth restrict the ferocious beast race, allowing only those ferocious beasts that have reached the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm to possess will. However, the Aohun is an anomaly, being one of those that have escaped, and thus it has developed intelligence.
Otherwise, how could there be a clear, foolish gaze, yet also a look of grievance and awe, in those three pairs of eyes?
However, in Jin Chanzi's view, erasing the lingering resentment of the Chaos Demon God and restoring Aohun's sanity was not an easy task.
"Fellow Daoist Jin Chanzi, you underestimate me again."
Mo Yuan glanced at Jin Chanzi, then immediately summoned the Primordial Mirror.
"Aohen, if you want to break free from the shackles of the lingering will of the Chaos Demon God of Reincarnation, you must obey my command. Once you regain your will, I will bestow upon you a great fortune."
"If you're willing, then nod, and I will remove the Qian Yuan Pagoda!"
Mo Yuan spoke calmly and gently to Ao Hen.
The aura of Heaven manifested above his head, and his gentle demeanor made Aohun feel as if he were bathed in a spring breeze. At this moment, Aohun's rationality suppressed his violent instincts, and he lowered his head to Mo Yuan.
Soon, the Qian Yuan Pagoda transformed into a stream of light and flew back into Mo Yuan's body.
As for the spatial domain, Mo Yuan did not release it.
"Fellow Daoist Mo Yuan, may I enter?"
Jin Chanzi suddenly spoke up and asked.
He could tell that the Primordial Mirror that Mo Yuan had summoned was a mid-grade acquired spiritual treasure, but he couldn't understand why he felt a sense of fear in his bloodline when he saw the Primordial Mirror.
Out of curiosity, he chose to take the risk and step into the spatial domain of the Azure Jade Imprisoning the Eight Desolations, wanting to get up close to the Primordial Mirror and see what mysteries this spiritual treasure had.
Moreover, since Mo Yuan pointed out that it was the lingering resentment of the Chaos Demon God of Reincarnation that was causing trouble in the dark, he became even more interested.
This Chaos Demon God of Reincarnation was an astonishing and outstanding existence during the Great Calamity of Creation. In terms of cultivation and combat power, he was enough to rank among the top three thousand Chaos Demon Gods.
Upon hearing this, Mo Yuan wore a strange expression and asked softly, "Fellow Daoist Jin Chanzi, aren't you afraid that I will attack you and kill you?"
I've seen people courting death, but I've never seen someone willingly commit suicide.
Once you step into this spatial realm, even with the Golden Cicada Stealing Heaven Technique, Golden Cicada will not be able to escape.
"Fellow Daoist Mo Yuan is a pure-blooded Qilin, a person who respects Heaven and values courtesy, and is compassionate. If I could die at the hands of a kindred spirit like you, I would have no regrets."
"To be honest, I always feel that my fate is shrouded in mist, but there is also a sense of destiny in the dark. This indescribable feeling really makes me feel uncomfortable."
"Perhaps only death can free me from everything..."
He saves all sentient beings, but not himself!
Whenever he thought of the eight Heavenly Dao Divine Patterns on the Uncrossing Reef, Jin Chanzi felt a little depressed, as if a mountain was pressing down on his head, making it hard for him to breathe.
Jin Chanzi also did not believe that Mo Yuan would harm him.
Otherwise, Mo Yuan would have already unleashed his killing move, launching a sneak attack at any moment and plunging him into utter ruin.
"That's enough!"
"Fellow Daoist Jin Chanzi, I hope you won't regret this."
Mo Yuan shook his head helplessly, agreeing to Jin Chanzi's suicidal request.
The thought of Jin Chanzi facing the will of Pangu made his mouth almost stretch to his ears with a grin.
When Jin Chanzi arrived beside Mo Yuan, he clearly felt his body and soul become sluggish. He wanted to use the Golden Cicada Stealing the Heaven Technique, but he felt as if he was being restrained.
The fierce beast prostrated itself before Mo Yuan, looking at him obediently with a hint of reverence in its eyes. It regarded Mo Yuan as its leader.
"The Origin Chapter, the Era of Chaos".
"May the will of the Great God Pangu obliterate the lingering resentment of the Chaos God of Reincarnation!"
Mo Yuan opened the Primordial Mirror, bowed deeply to the image in the Chaos Era, and then hung the Primordial Mirror above Aohen's head.
The runes of the Law of Power shone brightly, and the will of Pangu began to awaken.
"The Great God Pangu is facing off against three thousand Chaos Demons... Fellow Daoist Mo Yuan, you've tricked me!"
"I must leave this spatial realm; I need to go home..."
Jin Chanzi's hair stood on end. He was willing to burn his magic power to use the Golden Cicada Stealing the Sky Technique. Afterimages stretched into the distance, and he immediately reached the boundary of the spatial domain.
Shivering, terrified.
Jin Chanzi curled up in a ball, not daring to look directly at the Primordial Mirror, let alone see the power law runes and the scene in the Chaos Era.
Just a glance from him nearly caused his primordial spirit to disintegrate.
Fortunately, Mo Yuan did not target him.
"Fellow Daoist Jin Chanzi, calm down!"
"The will of the Great God Pangu is only directed at the remnants of the Chaos God of Reincarnation, and he disdains to obliterate you, the Primordial Beast. In any case, you are a being born of heaven and earth, not a remnant of the Chaos God."
Mo Yuan steadied himself and spoke calmly.
Jin Chanzi's pitiful appearance has become a dark history, and from now on, he will have one more way to control Jin Chanzi.
Putting these distracting thoughts aside, Mo Yuan refocused his attention on the Primordial Mirror and the fierce beast.
The scene of the great god Pangu battling three thousand chaotic demons did not manifest. Instead, runes of the law of power emerged from the chaotic era and then flowed into the body of the fierce beast.
Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?
That image was reserved to deal with the lingering resentment of the Chaos Demon God of Reincarnation!
Is the lingering resentment within Aohun enough to warrant the full force of Pangu's will?
"I have lost!"
"Fellow Daoist Mo Yuan, please keep this a secret for me. Don't let the world know that I was so terrified I wet myself..."
Upon realizing he was still alive, Jin Chanzi immediately admitted defeat.
With the will of the great god Pangu appearing, how could the remnant will of the Chaos God of Reincarnation possibly resist it?
Furthermore, Mo Yuan has already pointed out his origins as a Primordial Beast, so he has no reason to continue struggling. He should just honestly confess and be treated leniently!
Afterwards, Jin Chanzi felt a mix of emotions.
If Aohun is subdued by Mo Yuan, wouldn't that mean Mo Yuan will have a Golden Immortal at the peak as a subordinate?
Thinking of this, Jin Chanzi felt as if his heart was being torn apart.
I fear both that you, my fellow Daoist, are suffering, and that you will soar to great heights.
Who can understand this feeling?