Honghuang: Eat a Hunyuan Daluo

Chapter 339 A great victory
The duo of Youqin Daji and Nezha are facing off against another quasi-saint dragon from the primordial demon race.

In terms of strength and cultivation, the Jiaolong is definitely inferior to the Xiao Kunpeng. After all, the Xiao Kunpeng is a direct descendant of the Kunpeng, and the Kunpeng must have given the Xiao Kunpeng a lot of extra training.

However, regardless of the circumstances, this dragon was a quasi-saint, whose cultivation was much higher than that of Nezha and Youqin Daji. Not to mention that Youqin Daji had never cultivated the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique; she was a genuine Taiyi Golden Immortal in the early stage, and was like an ant in the face of a quasi-saint.

As the beloved disciple of the Three Immortals of Sanxiao, Nezha received countless resources from his three masters. Although his cultivation time was short, he had already broken through to the fifth stage of the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique. However, his magical power was relatively low, only at the late stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

Without a doubt, Nezha was the main attacker against this dragon.

This enormous dragon, covered in green scales, controlled the raging waters. It spewed forth giant waves and billowing water vapor, turning the surrounding space into a vast ocean, which contained terrifying corrosive and binding power.

Nezha suddenly felt a headache coming on. Water counters fire, and his cultivation was inferior to that of the dragon. Moreover, he was also countered by the dragon's element. How could he possibly fight it?
"Brother Nezha, this dragon is highly skilled and has thick skin. We can't just fight it head-on. I'll distract it while you find an opportunity to attack!" Youqin Daji's clear voice came. She knew that this quasi-saint dragon's defense was amazing, and brute force alone would probably not be effective, so she said this to Nezha.

Upon hearing this, Nezha's eyes lit up. As a fellow disciple of the Holy Lotus Sect, Nezha naturally knew that his Uncle Youqin cultivated the path of incense offerings. His third master, Bixiao, had an excellent relationship with Uncle Youqin and spoke highly of his Uncle Youqin's methods.

Therefore, when she heard Youqin Daji say that she could disturb the mind of this dragon, she had no doubts and a hint of excitement appeared on her face.

At this moment, the Hunyuan Golden Bucket floated above Nezha's head, the Yin-Yang Fire Fan and the Treasure-Falling Coin were wrapped around his waist, flames surrounded him, and he held the Fire-Tipped Spear in his hand, his fighting spirit surging.

Seeing that the two juniors not only did not run away, but also dared to release their battle will at him, the dragon's eyes flashed with disdain. It opened its mouth and shot out a jet of water, rushing straight at the two.

With unhurried grace, Youqin Daji lightly raised her delicate hand, and a beautiful, vibrant red lotus flower flew from her fingertips.

The golden lotus spun around, emitting a hazy red light, and wherever it passed, the water column was parted by this red light.

At the same time, an invisible force quietly spread out, penetrating directly into the dragon's mind.

The dragon felt a strange sensation welling up inside him. He seemed to see the end of the Investiture of the Gods, the great victory of Xiqi, the Primordial Demon Clan obtaining the Primordial Purple Qi, and the Kunpeng Ancestor bestowing the Primordial Purple Qi upon him because of his performance in this battle.

With the Primordial Purple Qi in hand, the dragon felt its cultivation advance by leaps and bounds. After a few eons, it attained sainthood and became the first Dragon Saint in the Primordial World.

In the past, those arrogant dragons who looked down on him for his impure bloodline all knelt at his feet like dogs, calling him the Dragon Saint.

The dragon couldn't help but burst into laughter.

But the next second, the dragon felt a series of stinging pains on its body, as if something was stabbing it. It had become a saint, so how could there be such a blind guy stabbing it?
The dragon struggled to open its eyes, only to find that Nezha had somehow appeared in front of it, raising his Fire-Tipped Spear and stabbing it straight at its forehead.

With a roar, the dragon unleashed its power, blasting Nezha away.

Upon seeing this, Youqin Daji immediately increased the output of her mortal aura. The illusions, like maggots clinging to his bones, constantly stirred up the desires deep within his heart, causing the dragon's movements to come to a standstill once again.

"Brother Nezha, continue!"

Upon hearing this, Nezha seized the opportunity and used the White Lotus Escape Technique, transforming himself into a streak of light and charging straight at the dragon.

He tossed the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron upwards, and the cauldron expanded in the wind, emitting a powerful suction force that enveloped the dragon.

Distracted by the Red Dust Golden Lotus, the dragon's mind wavered, and he didn't even notice the Primordial Golden Cauldron. By the time he finally broke free from the illusion for the second time and came to his senses, the Golden Cauldron was already close by.

The dragon roared and swung its huge tail, creating a gust of wind in an attempt to blow the golden bucket away.

However, the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron is Yunxiao's top-grade innate spiritual treasure, containing the magical power left behind by Yunxiao. How could it be easily shaken off?
The golden casket remained completely still, its suction force only intensifying. The dragon felt its body trembling, as if it might be sucked into the golden casket at any moment.

"Falling Treasure Coin!" Nezha pressed his advantage, tossing the Falling Treasure Coin in his hand.

The money flew through the air in an arc, jingling as it struck the dragon precisely at the waist.

With a crisp "crack!", a hard scale on the dragon's body was knocked off by the Falling Treasure Coin.

This Treasure-Dropping Coin has a remarkable effect on treasures, and it also has an unexpected restraining effect on beings that possess the characteristics of treasures or are protected by magical power.

"Again!" Nezha roared, waving the Yin-Yang Fire Fan in his hand at the dragon.

The yin and yang energies circulated on the fan surface, instantly spewing out blazing yin and yang fire.

This fire is extraordinary; it is a fusion of the most masculine and yin elements in the universe, and its temperature is high enough to incinerate everything.

The Yin-Yang Fire landed on the dragon's body, making a "sizzling" sound. The hard green scales began to deform under the scorching heat of the flames, emitting wisps of green smoke.

The dragon let out a painful howl. He never expected that this little Nezha would have so many treasures, each one incredibly powerful.

Enraged, the dragon frantically gathered water vapor around its body, attempting to extinguish the Yin-Yang Fire within.

He suppressed the piercing pain in his heart, gathered all his strength, and spat out a jet of pitch-black abyss water, which carried extreme cold and corrosive power, rushing straight towards Nezha.

At the same time, its huge body twisted violently, crashing into Nezha with great inertia.

Upon seeing this, Youqin Daji quickly activated the Red Dust Golden Lotus, which shone even brighter, attempting to influence the dragon once more.

Nezha, however, remained calm in the face of danger. His Fire-Tipped Spear shot out like a poisonous dragon emerging from its lair, aiming straight for the dragon's most vulnerable spot.

"Break!" Nezha roared, and flames blazed up on his Fire-Tipped Spear, the ultimate firepower brought by the Yin-Yang Fire Fan.

The dragon's massive body crashed down with tremendous force. Nezha, agile as he was, barely managed to dodge the attack, but was still struck by the dragon's residual force, his body swaying as he was sent flying backward.

However, his spear struck hard, the blazing fire-tipped spear piercing deep into the dragon's reverse scale!

"Awoo~" The dragon let out a deafening scream. The reverse scale is the most vulnerable and core part of the dragon race. Although Nezha's spear did not directly shatter the reverse scale, it did pierce a small hole.

Powerful flames seeped into the dragon's body through these small holes, burning his meridians and the dragon pearl.

Daji's Golden Lotus of the Mortal World once again came into play, taking advantage of the dragon's excruciating pain to stir up his deepest fear and despair.

The dragon's struggles gradually weakened, and its massive body began to sway.

Despite the pain, Nezha threw the Treasure-Dropping Coin again. The coin flew straight towards the dragon's reverse scale, and with a crisp "crack," the dragon's reverse scale was shattered.

With its reverse scale shattered, the dragon's aura plummeted. It never expected that it would be defeated by two juniors. Without any hesitation, the dragon turned and ran.

Youqin Daji and Nezha tacitly refrained from pursuing the dragon. They both knew very well that they were able to repel the dragon entirely thanks to the magical treasures of their respective masters. These treasures contained the magical power left behind by their masters, which was why they were able to suppress the dragon.

The magical power within Lingbao has been mostly depleted; chasing after it might result in being killed by the dragon.

Meanwhile, the outcome of three battles has already been decided.

On one side was the Golden Spirit Mother. She crushed the Antarctic Immortal, Guang Chengzi, and Qing Lianzi. For some reason, the Golden Spirit Mother did not kill them, but only severely injured them, making them unable to participate in the battle. Then she went to fight Kunpeng with Zhao Gongming.

One side is the side of the Holy Mother of Wudang. The Holy Mother of Wudang's opponents are Ksitigarbha, Golden Lotus Seed, and Mahasthamaprapta. Even if her injuries have not fully recovered, it is still very easy for her to deal with two early-stage Quasi-Saints and one mid-stage Quasi-Saint.

Duobao's side ended the battle even faster than Jinling Shengmu.

Logically speaking, Duobao's fight against three opponents—Randeng Daoren, the vice leader of the Chan Sect, Yun Zhongzi, and the mixed-blood Golden Crow Chijin—should not have ended so quickly.

After all, Yun Zhongzi and Chi Jin are both at the late stage of Quasi-Saint level, and each has powerful trump cards.

But they were completely helpless against Duobao.

Duobao handled these three people with complete ease.

His body shone with divine light, and layers of profound runes appeared on his surface. He had inscribed the innate grand formation onto his physical body, using his body to bear the formation, thus achieving an astonishing level of defense.

The Taoist Ran Deng held the coffin lamp in his hand. As the light flowed, it exuded an aura that could suppress mountains and rivers. He took the initiative and the light transformed into fire dragons, which, with unstoppable force, struck directly at Duo Bao's chest.

Following closely behind was Yun Zhongzi, who unleashed his replica of the Primordial Measuring Ruler and slammed it down on Duobao's head.

Chi Jin then used his signature move, the True Fire of the Sun.

Despite the combined onslaught of the three, Daoist Duobao remained unmoved, not even blinking.

"Boom!" The fire dragon slammed into Duobao's chest, producing a deafening clang of metal against metal.

However, Duobao's body only swayed slightly. The innate array runes on his body surface flowed, easily dissolving all the power of the fire dragon. The remaining impact was like a tickle to him.

Immediately afterwards, Yun Zhongzi's replica of the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler also fell heavily.

The ruler struck Duobao squarely between the eyebrows, but as the runes on Duobao's body flickered, they actually sent the Hongmeng Measuring Ruler, which Yun Zhongzi had imitated, flying away.

Needless to say, the True Fire of the Sun was unaffected by the heat of the fire. In the end, he even shattered the True Fire of the Sun with a wave of his hand.

Upon seeing this, Randeng, Yunzhongzi, and Chijin all changed their expressions. Their all-out attack had failed to even shake the hem of Duobao's clothes. Such defensive power was simply unheard of!

"Isn't the root of this Duobao the Duobao Rat? Why is its defense so terrifying?!" Chijin couldn't help but exclaim, his tone filled with disbelief.

Yun Zhongzi, however, saw through something. He frowned and said, "In my opinion, this Fellow Daoist Duobao must have imprinted the Innate Grand Array on his body and integrated it with his physical body. Such a method is unheard of. More importantly, his mastery of array formations has reached a state of perfection, which is why he was able to integrate the Innate Grand Array into his body so perfectly."

Upon hearing this, Daoist Ran Deng's face darkened. Before the Jie Sect left Kunlun, Ran Deng knew that Duo Bao had the means to inscribe formations on his body. However, he did not expect that after more than a dozen eons, Duo Bao would have gone so far down this path. He probably had hundreds or even thousands of innate formations inscribed on his body. How could he possibly be defeated?
"Have you had enough?" Daoist Duobao finally spoke. His voice wasn't loud, but it made the three men's expressions change drastically.

The next second, Duobao slowly raised his right hand, and in his palm, wisps of purple lightning power began to gather. The lightning was not ordinary; it was the profound and mysterious Shangqing Divine Lightning.

With a thought, the Shangqing Divine Thunder in Duobao's palm rapidly condensed and compressed, eventually transforming into a small purple lightning sword only three inches long.

Although this small sword is small, it contains terrifying power capable of destroying the world. Wherever the tip of the sword points, the space itself trembles slightly.

"This is the True Technique of Transforming Thunder into Sword in the Supreme Purity Realm! Retreat quickly!" Daoist Ran Deng couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Yun Zhongzi also recognized this divine power. It was a divine power that Tongtian Jiaozhu had improved after creating the Great Dao of the Sword. It was one of the supreme offensive divine powers of the Jie Sect. It was a sword formed by condensing the power of thunder, which was indestructible and could break through anything. He also turned around and ran without hesitation.

Although Chijin didn't know how terrifying this move was, he still fled.

Duobao didn't say much. He flicked his finger, and the purple lightning sword disappeared instantly, as if it had merged into the void.

The next moment, the small sword appeared strangely in front of the Taoist Ran Deng and stabbed straight at his brow with lightning speed.

The Taoist priest was terrified and hurriedly summoned the coffin lamp to defend himself.

With a loud clang, the Thunder Sword struck the lampshade of the Coffin Lamp, sparks flying everywhere.

Although the coffin lamp barely managed to block the attack, it was still sent flying hundreds of feet away, its light flickering and its spiritual power greatly diminished.

After defeating the Coffin Lamp, Xiao Jian continued his advance without slowing down, turning his attention to Yun Zhongzi and Chi Jin.

Before Yun Zhongzi and Chi Jin could even react, the lightning sword pierced through their protective immortal light, leaving deep, bone-revealing wounds on their shoulders. The power of lightning invaded their bodies, numbing their meridians and slowing their movements.

The power of a single sword strike instantly injured three quasi-saint level experts.

Daoist Duobao extended his finger again and pointed it into the air. The small purple lightning sword immediately transformed into thousands of tiny lightning bolts, raining down on Randeng, Yun Zhongzi, and Chijin like a dense downpour.

The three men turned pale. They knew that no matter how strong their physical bodies were, they could not withstand such a dense barrage of the Shangqing Divine Thunder Transformation Sword True Technique.

Without hesitation, Daoist Ran Deng burned his life essence and quickly fled the battlefield.

Yun Zhongzi and Chi Jin dared not linger in the fight. One used the Crimson Cloud Escape Technique, and the other used the Golden Crow Rainbow Transformation Technique, transforming into streams of light and escaping.

Daoist Duobao pursed his lips and did not give chase. As everyone knows, Duobao was not good at escape techniques, so there was no way he could catch up.

With the five battlefields concluded, the Shang dynasty had actually achieved a resounding victory in this chaotic battle.

(End of this chapter)