Peerless Dragon Sovereign-Chapter 633: Fierce Battle

"You wish!"

The withered soul shouted harshly, channeling Spiritual Energy into Lan Zhanhan and the Fourth Hall Master's souls, instantly restoring their clarity.

"Old bastard, you're despicable!" Jiang Meier roared in fury upon seeing this. The Holy Martial Whip lashed out with such force that it seemed to pierce through time, appearing instantly before Lan Zhanhan.

With a sharp sound, the whip, like a blade, brushed lightly against Lan Zhanhan, tearing his skin and flesh, sending blood and meat flying.

Immediately after, the Holy Martial Whip reversed its path, striking the Fourth Hall Master, causing his Spiritual Power-infused body to retreat explosively, his face full of dread.

Witnessing this, the withered soul's aged face twisted in uncontrollable rage. He roared, releasing more soul power that transformed into a giant pale hand, heavily slapping toward Jiang Meier.

This palm strike wouldn't harm the flesh but directly targeted the soul.

If a martial artist's soul was fragile, this strike would easily obliterate their spirit!

"Old bastard, you can't harm me!" Jiang Meier's soul power surged forth, surprisingly of Extraordinary quality, followed by her Sea of Consciousness contracting, resembling a massive turtle shell, firmly blocking this lethal intent strike.

The withered soul's face turned extremely grim upon seeing this.

Jiang Meier seized the moment to pursue relentlessly, refusing to let go of Lan Zhanhan.

She knew that in a short time, the withered soul couldn't harm her, so she focused on targeting the weakest Lan Zhanhan, striving to kill him before the withered soul could launch another attack.

Lan Zhanhan roared continuously, brandishing his ice spear in concert with the Fourth Hall Master, launching a fierce counterattack against Jiang Meier, intending to slay her on the spot.

"Bringing a knife to a gunfight!" Jiang Meier's eyes flashed with intensity, her anger truly ignited at this moment.

Seeing Lan Zhanhan charge again, her whip danced rapidly, resembling a terrifying storm sweeping across the land.

In an instant, ice shattered, forming countless ice blades swept into the storm, catching Lan Zhanhan by surprise and engulfing him before he could react.

The merciless storm tore through Lan Zhanhan's body, his screams causing the Fourth Hall Master to shiver all over, hastily retreating in flight.

As the storm dissipated, the severely injured Lan Zhanhan fell from the sky, while Jiang Meier panted heavily, clearly showing that this move had also cost her greatly.

"You had it coming!" Jiang Meier scolded with a coquettish voice, her whip like a sword piercing directly through Lan Zhanhan's heart, shredding it to pieces.

Lan Zhanhan let out a miserable cry as his breath gradually weakened.

With his heart crushed and severely wounded, if no one came to his aid, Lan Zhanhan would surely die soon, even a Peak Realm master couldn't save him.

The Fourth Hall Master was greatly shocked upon seeing this scene, realizing their combined efforts weren't enough to prevail, let alone when he was now the only one left.

The withered soul's face turned grim as well; the gap between someone newly entering the eighth level and those at the eighth level was simply too vast, even with his assistance as the top expert in the Soul Dao, it was to no avail.

"Must I use that move?" The withered soul hesitantly contemplated, his eyes wavering before resolutely making up his mind...

Meanwhile, the battle between Chu Nan and the Second Hall Master had reached a fever pitch.

The Second Hall Master, a terrifying entity with Power Martial Intent at the fourth tier, had left Chu Nan unable to prevail despite exerting his utmost efforts.

The Second Hall Master, on the other hand, was equally shocked.

He was a Peak Realm master, second only to the First Hall Master within the Desolate Ancient Holy Hall.

To defeat Chu Nan, he'd used almost all his power, and under normal circumstances, should have suppressed the opponent by now, yet Chu Nan, though under pressure, remained undefeated.

As his internal Spiritual Power continually depleted, the Second Hall Master was astonished to find that Chu Nan actually seemed poised to counterattack.

Chu Nan's cultivation of the Nine Desolate Profound Transformation Sutra made his mastery exceptionally solid, his internal Spiritual Power several times that of ordinary martial artists of the same level. Coupled with the Ancestral Bloodline's effects, his endurance vastly exceeded most martial artists.

Boom!

Seven Dao Pearls erupted simultaneously, unleashing the Yin Sha Tribulation Light, as Chu Nan directed all his Spiritual Power into wielding the Holy Martial Golden Sun Blood Sword, unleashing another strike.

This sword gleamed radiantly, lighting up eternity.

The entire space transformed into a river of blood as the surrounding earth crumbled, as if this very space were about to be torn apart.

The Second Hall Master, his eyes flashing with astonishment, felt his muscles and sinews tremble like Thunderbolt, resonating with the heavens and earth.

He punched out, his Fist Power manifesting as a ferocious beast's shadow, slanting downward, like a roaring sea, waves overturning the sky.

The two forces collided midair, causing cataclysmic shockwaves, thunder, and fire resounding, with even a Sea of Blood boiling, the ground cracking and the sky collapsing!

The recoil propelled Chu Nan backward for miles, while the Second Hall Master's body trembled, his shock growing.

Clearly, the Zhao Shibang before him seemed like he hadn't even reached the second tier, yet he couldn't fathom why he possessed power comparable to the eighth level's awe-inspiring might.

The Second Hall Master now understood that the Zhao Shibang before him was probably no longer the Zhao Shibang he used to know. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Nevertheless, he remained unfazed, though prolonging this drew unwanted complications.

"Second Hall Master, you're indeed strong, but if you can withstand this next move, I'll leave immediately and hand over the Nine-Transform Elixir!" Chu Nan laughed loudly, waving his hand.

The Dragon Slaughter Tower launched forth in a heartbeat!

Dragon Qi surged, true dragon roared, shaking the entire world, and enveloping the entire space with the tower's golden glow.

This tower, like an enormous mountain, carried an overwhelming momentum to crush the Second Hall Master.

"What kind of Spirit Martial is this?!"

The Dragon Slaughter Tower descended, immediately smashing the Second Hall Master to the ground, his expression drastically changing.

He felt as if a mountain of thousands of pounds pressed upon him, rendering his body immobile. Yet soon he sneered, saying, "Zhao Shibang, my Power Dao reigns supreme. This tower alone can't trap me."

As he finished speaking, the roar akin to a fierce beast erupted from the Second Hall Master's mouth, and the entire Dragon Slaughter Tower began to shake.

The earth shook, yet again, as the Second Hall Master straightened gradually, seemingly about to escape the Dragon Slaughter Tower's restraint.

"I told you, this little tower can't hold me." The Second Hall Master smiled smugly.

Chu Nan remained cold-faced as he spoke, "But can you withstand her?"

The Second Hall Master's eyes showed confusion, then he saw Chu Nan take out a palm-sized palace model.

As he assumed the palace would also press ahead, a black shadow leaped from it, transforming into a bewitchingly beautiful girl in black.

"Girl, who are you?" The Second Hall Master grew even more puzzled, then the next moment, his eyes widened in shock.

He heard the girl's soft voice, "Is this the guy Master asked Xiao Long to deal with? He sure looks ugly!"

As her voice echoed, the seemingly ten-year-old, charming girl morphed into a black Dragon Beast spanning miles.

The Dragon Beast's roar shook the entire space.

Its mountainous figure became deeply imprinted in the Second Hall Master's eyes.