The sun and moon are both wrong; who made him seek the Dharma

The next instant, golden light, like divine punishment, slammed heavily at Zhao Yan's feet.

"boom!!!"

A deafening roar.

The ground cracked, the courtyard wall collapsed, and rubble and debris flew in all directions like a volcanic eruption.

Zhao Yan had no choice but to stop absorbing life force and dodged the attack range of the golden light with a look of horror on his face.

He moved swiftly through the ruins, retreating dozens of feet away, but his gaze remained fixed on the spot where the golden light had fallen.

"A powerful magical talisman?"

Zhao Yan was filled with surprise and doubt, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

"And it's at full power?!"

Thoughts raced through his mind, and an ominous premonition welled up inside him.

Damn it, are these just bait to lure me out?

The true successor of the Three Truths has always been hidden in the shadows!

As he pondered this, he saw the ruins of the Wu Mansion, shrouded in golden light, rapidly coalescing.

Gravel, rubble, everything was drawn madly toward the center by the golden light.

In the blink of an eye, a giant more than ten meters tall rose from the ground.

The giant's body was made up of everything in the ruins: stone for bones, mud for flesh, and tiles for armor.

On the giant's shoulder, a small figure stood up.

His gray hair was disheveled by the night wind, and his youthful face was filled with exhaustion and determination.

Gao Haoguang looked down at Zhao Yan, who was standing in the distance, his gaze cold.

"Haoguang?!"

Ma Chao exclaimed in shock, his voice filled with disbelief.

Miao Qingqing, Huang Erguo, and Bai Xiaoxiao also widened their eyes.

They had never seen Gao Haoguang look like this before.

Like...

Like a tiger cub finally baring its fangs.

Chapter 32 Fellow Daoist, why don't you come and have a chat in my Ten Thousand Soul Banner?

As the ruins gradually coalesced into a giant, Zhao Yan could only sigh deeply.

He had already recognized what kind of tactic this was.

Great divine power, magical talisman, divine weapon descends from the heavens!

He looked at the gray-haired boy standing atop the giant's head with a complex expression.

"As expected, you are the true successor of the Three Truths..."

Zhao Yan shook his head and gave a self-deprecating smile:

"I've fallen into their trap."

His gaze locked onto Gao Haoguang, and his tone suddenly turned cold:

"But to send someone like you, who doesn't even have any minor supernatural abilities, to ambush me is a huge underestimation of me!"

Zhao Yan's face contorted in a ferocious expression.

[A divinely bestowed ability: the Great Abomination Bloodline!]

His magical power surged wildly, like water bursting from a dam, pouring into the blood-soaked body that had trapped Hai Shan.

Prices are soaring!

The blood-like body that was originally used to trap Hai Shan expanded wildly under the infusion of magical power.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a blood-red giant, rising from the ground.

Gao Haoguang stood on the stone man's shoulder, looking up at the giant opposite him, whose body was entirely blood red and exuded a strong stench, his teeth clenched.

This was the first time he had encountered an enemy that even Jiang Mingzi's magic talisman couldn't defeat.

My magical power is insufficient; I should not fight him for too long!

Strike first!

Having figured out his tactical strategy, Gao Haoguang no longer hesitated.

He formed a hand seal, and his magical power surged into the stone figure beneath his feet like a tidal wave.

The stone man suddenly took a step forward, his right fist creating a muffled gust of wind as it smashed straight at the face of the Great Evil Blood Body!

Despite Gao Haoguang's attack, the blood-covered man remained calm and composed.

Under Zhao Yan's control, it gently extended its right hand, its five fingers loosely clenched.

A beam of blood-red light condensed, stretched, and took shape in his palm.

A long, curved blade appeared in the blood-red man's hand, its blade crimson with a faint, flowing light of blood, as if it were alive.

The evil Bloody Bloody Knife!

Grasping the scimitar, the bloodied man suddenly exerted his strength.

The scimitar collided head-on with the stone man's incoming right fist.

They came from behind but surpassed others!

"boom!!!"

A deafening roar erupted as metal and stone clashed.

The collision of the giants, each over ten meters tall, generated visible ripples that spread in all directions.

The bricks, tiles, beams, and pillars were blown away as if they were made of paper.

The terrifying residual power alone was enough to cause the remaining seekers of the Dharma to bleed from all seven orifices.

Faced with such a victory, Zhao Yan's lips curled into a cold smile.

"Indeed, it was just a moment of panic."

He thought that Sanzhen had indeed buried a powerful being to ambush him.

That's why they sent those disciples over to fill the candy box.

Upon closer inspection, the result...

"You three Zhen, that's really all the people you have right now, isn't it?"

Zhao Yan stared at Gao Haoguang, his gaze sharp as a knife:

"Among all the people in the group, the most lethal one is actually the powerful magic talisman in the young man's hand."

"Sanzhen, you've really fallen on hard times."

A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips:

"Brother, are you Sanzhen's last trump card?"

"Ordinary seekers of magic who use talismans crafted by others will only have 20% of the power at most."

Zhao Yan narrowed his eyes: "But you can use a full ten percent of it."

Gao Haoguang snorted coldly: "It's good that you know you're scared."

Zhao Yan laughed heartily: "If I knew fear, I wouldn't be in this terrible state now."

"Besides, young man, you're not even a minor supernatural being yet,"

Zhao Yan's eyes were full of relief.

"How many powerful magical talismans can you use?"

One? Or two?

Zhao Yan's voice suddenly rose in pitch:

"Let me show you!"

Gao Haoguang's heart sank when his secret was exposed.

But he did not back down.

"Enough with the nonsense!"

He gritted his teeth, once again manipulating the stone golem to step forward, his right fist, imbued with the remaining magical power, slamming fiercely towards Zhao Yan's face.

Unexpectedly, the blood-covered man stood still, neither dodging nor avoiding.

"boom!!!"

The stone man's fist slammed solidly into the blood man's chest.

The blood-red giant collapsed like a shattered clay sculpture.

Blood splattered everywhere, turning into a rain of blood that fell heavily on the ruins.

Gao Haoguang's expression froze for a moment.

what's the situation?

He's out of magic power?

The thought had barely formed when Zhao Yan's voice rang out again.

"Young man, is this your first time using the Divine Weapon Descent Talisman?"

The voice came from the shattered, blood-soaked figure, a calm smile playing on Zhao Yan's lips:

"Controlling a humanoid figure that is much larger than oneself requires a long period of training."

As soon as he finished speaking, the shattered blood seemed to be drawn back by an invisible hand, flowing wildly backward.