Martial Arts Domination: Start with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique-Chapter 751 - 514: Emperor Changsheng! The Opportunity to Prove the Tao!

Chapter 751: Chapter 514: Emperor Changsheng! The Opportunity to Prove the Tao!

"Daoxing Shishu, it has been a long time."

Yang Jian spoke with a gentle smile.

Daoxing Heavenly Venerate’s expression remained calm. With one hand gripping his horsetail whisk, the other hand lightly brushed it. Instantly, golden sparks shimmered as the horsetail whisk transformed into a sacred cudgel that repelled all evils.

"No need for words. Today, I will stand in for our master to cleanse the sect and strip you of all your divine skills!"

His words exploded like thunder.

Daoxing Heavenly Venerate gripped the holy cudgel and stepped forward abruptly, bringing it down ferociously toward Yang Jian’s head.

"Shishu truly does not hold back."

Yang Jian chuckled softly, then moved his right hand. In an instant, the Three-pointed Two-bladed Blade spun swiftly like an apparition, emitting a pillar of frigid, piercing silver light, which ascended to the heavens at once.

"Shishu, let us not forget that this is the domain of the Heavenly Court!"

As his words fell, both hands abruptly seized the Three-pointed Two-bladed Blade and swung it upward, blocking the descending sacred cudgel just in time.

Clang!!

A sharp and resounding collision echoed.

Yet, no force spilled out, nor did it disturb the countless meteorites surrounding the battlefield.

"Shishu, you best let Yang Jian have his fill of this battle. Otherwise, if I were to call upon the power of the formation here, I promise all of you would meet your end today!"

Yang Jian’s expression turned icy as he spoke coldly. In that instant, a boundless killing intent surged from his body.

Daoxing Heavenly Venerate remained silent, but the sacred cudgel in his grasp radiated with blinding light. It transformed into an imposing golden dragon, roaring fiercely as it lunged toward Yang Jian.

Seeing this, Yang Jian sneered. His Three-pointed Two-bladed Blade also flared with silver brilliance, instantly morphing into a three-headed flood dragon, which clashed tooth and claw with the golden dragon born of the sacred cudgel.

Both figures then stepped onto the void, their movements crisscrossing endlessly. At first glance, it seemed a straightforward exchange of techniques between martial artists. Yet, in reality, every strike was a collision of their underlying Daos and profound foundations. A single misstep could shatter one’s Dao completely, resulting in immediate demise!

From afar, Emperor Zhenwu and the others gazed on, concern flashing in their eyes. Though Daoxing Heavenly Venerate’s cultivation was complete, only a step away from achieving transcendence, Yang Jian was no less capable!

With the abundant resources provided by the Heavenly Court, Yang Jian was even closer to reaching the realm of myth compared to Daoxing Heavenly Venerate.

Now, with both sides clashing directly with their Daos, the situation posed a grave disadvantage to Daoxing Heavenly Venerate. Yet, none among the spectators dared to interfere lightly.

First, they had to protect Qin Zheng, who was constructing the passage to the Eight Scenic Palace, ensuring no other formidable Heavenly Court powers aside from Yang Jian would launch a surprise attack.

Second, Yang Jian had clearly stated earlier that he needed to battle Daoxing Heavenly Venerate thoroughly. Should he be hindered, he might invoke the power of the formation here, causing their intervention to backfire spectacularly.

As for the reasoning behind Yang Jian’s demand, it was not difficult to surmise: the two stood as the contemporaries within the Thirty-Three Heavens most closely approaching the realm of myth. Their accumulations and depths were nearly identical.

The duel between these two was akin to peering into a mirror. There was a significant chance each could discern their flaws and shortcomings through the other.

Thus, Yang Jian was most likely attempting to use Daoxing Heavenly Venerate to mend his imperfections, perfect his Dao further, and draw closer to the mythical realm!

Whether this battle ended in victory or defeat, the moment it ceased, the victor would undoubtedly waste no time in mobilizing the nearby formation’s power to surround and annihilate the opposition!

Therefore, only by resolving this battle before it concluded could Qin Zheng complete the passage to the Eight Scenic Palace, escaping Yang Jian’s final strike and entering the sanctuary!

Else, they would have no choice but to retreat!

And should they retreat, with the Heavenly Court now alert and vigilant, entering the Eight Scenic Palace next time would prove near-impossible!

As this realization settled in.

Emperor Zhenwu and the others’ expressions turned even more grim.

Meanwhile.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Violent clashes and explosions echoed continuously from an impossibly remote distance.

It was Tao Realm Great Powers engaging in combat!

Taiyi True Man was still buying time for them!

...

Rumble!! Rumble!!

Above the Chaotic Void, several massive suns hung in the sky, crashing ceaselessly into one another. Their immense, surging Qi Mechanisms caused tremors that reverberated across the Nine Heavens!

In a flash, the figures of four emperors emerged, along with a towering, dignified figure whose aura fluctuated, hinting at breaking through the mythical realm to touch upon the creation level!

At this moment, the five myths joined forces to relentlessly besiege Taiyi True Man at the center.

Though only three-tenths of his strength had recovered, Taiyi True Man held his ground without the slightest disadvantage. With the Immortal Slaying Sword Formation bolstering him, he fought the five myths to a standstill!

The ferocious sword light carved paths of ruin wherever it passed, unraveling the void and obliterating chaos. Apart from the figure whose aura was nearing the creation level, the black, white, red, and yellow emperors had no choice but to evade the sword light.

"Hahaha!"

"The so-called Emperor Changsheng, even now incapable of achieving creation-level transcendence, in my eyes is nothing more than this!"

Taiyi True Man swept the emperors aside with a sword strike, then gazed at the dignified figure’s face and bellowed deliberate mockery.

In this battlefield, beyond the four emperors, the one whose aura neared creation was none other than Emperor Changsheng of the Southern Polar Heavens, one of the Four Imperial Lords of yore.

After Taiyi True Man’s taunting, Emperor Changsheng’s expression remained steady and unperturbed, showing no anger. However, his attacks grew increasingly fierce, with a rhythm progressively aggressive.

The four emperors, whose realms were slightly weaker and whose injuries lingered from prior battles, now appeared to act more like escorts for Emperor Changsheng, guarding against Taiyi True Man’s techniques while occasionally launching sneak attacks.

Taiyi True Man’s gaze grew solemn, though the mocking ease on his face did not waver. While continuing to unleash the sword formation’s power, he spoke once more: "After our battle three million years ago, none of you have advanced a single step."

"Why not reflect carefully? Were the decisions of the past truly right or wrong? Following the current Heavenly Emperor, can you truly ascend further?"