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The outcome of this battle for the leadership of the clan now all depends on the "Qi Transformation of Heaven and Earth" that the Demon Flower Evil Lord is about to perform.

If the secret technique could really turn the tide of the battle, her embarrassment would be worth it; but if it failed, all her previous calculations would become a joke.

Hua Jin bit her bleeding lower lip, and dug her nails deep into her palm, leaving two bloody marks on the burnt ground.

Fortunately, when Hua Jin turned his gaze to the Demon Flower Evil King, the vast fighting spirit that had surged out before had already condensed and taken shape in front of him.

A dark purple giant a hundred feet tall rose from the ground, its fighting spirit like a raging sea, and layers of energy fluctuations made the air buzz.

The giant's angular face was covered with mysterious runes, and his every move caused the space to tremble. It seemed that the Tianming Sect's secret technique of transforming the heaven and earth into qi was actually about to succeed!

Seeing this, Hua Jin's originally tense back relaxed instantly. Although the wound was in excruciating pain, he forced a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Even though we are now lying in a miserable state on the scorched earth, at least we have gained a chance to turn the tide of the battle.

However, Hua Jin didn't know that Xiao Ling stood with his arms folded the whole time, allowing the Demon Flower Evil King to madly mobilize his own powerful fighting spirit and use this move to transform the world with qi.

There was a cold, teasing light in his deep blue eyes, and a cyan flame flickered at his fingertips.

With Xiao Ling's strength, it is not impossible for him to interrupt this secret technique. As long as he wants, with the strength of Hua Jin and the Demon Flower Evil King, they cannot last more than one round in his hands.

Now he was just watching deliberately with cold eyes, like a beast playing with its prey. He wanted to wait until the other party had exhausted the last bit of strength, and when he thought he had won, he would crush all his fantasies with his absolute strength.

Only in this way can you completely destroy the opponent's will from body to soul.

"The law of heaven and earth, the qi of heaven and earth!"

Following a roar from the Demon Flower Evil Lord, the hundred-foot-tall giant clenched his fists, and the dark purple runes around his body burst out with dazzling light.

His face turned pale as paper in an instant, and cold sweat dripped down his angular jawline. It was obvious that this forbidden secret technique was madly draining his vitality.

Even so, the pair of bloodshot eyes became more sinister, fixed on Xiao Ling's figure, and a hissing sound like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue came out of his throat: "Master Xiao Ling, you have to be careful. If something unexpected really happens, I can't stop myself."

Before he finished speaking, the Dou Qi giant had already taken a step as big as a mountain. Every step he took created a hole several feet deep in the ground, and he rushed straight towards Xiao Ling.

"Boom!"

With a deafening roar, the hundred-foot-tall fighting spirit giant took a step forward. His dark purple giant hand clenched into something, and he actually condensed the spiritual energy within a ten-mile radius into substance.

A blinding light burst out from the center of his fist, and the space shattered like pieces of fragile glass. Carrying with it an earth-shattering pressure, it smashed down towards Xiao Ling who was standing in the air.

A violent hurricane raged and swirled on the edge of the fist, and the air made a sharp hissing wherever it passed.

The bluestone square on the ground suddenly cracked like a spider web, and cracks as thick as arms spread to a hundred meters away.

Looking at the fist shadow that covered the sky and the sun, everyone was horrified. This was the terrifying power of a six-star Dou Zun exerting his full strength!

Under the pressure of the hundred-foot-tall fighting giant, a suffocating feeling of oppression permeated the Huazong Square.

Many weaker disciples stumbled back, their faces as pale as paper, and some even fell to the ground with weak legs.

The guests from all parties were equally stunned, their pupils shrank violently with fear. When had they ever seen such a horrific battle?

Whenever the giant moved his hands and feet, the whistling sound of air tearing and the roar of space collapsing were intertwined, as if it could raze the area within a hundred miles to the ground at any time.

This attack, which could easily destroy an entire mountain range, made everyone's souls tremble. They could only watch as the fist shadow that covered the sky and the sun blasted towards Xiao Ling.

Facing the terrifying fist shadow that covered the sky, Xiao Ling's aura suddenly rose, and fighting spirit burst out from his azure eyes. Not only did he not retreat at all, but he took a step forward against the pressure, and spider-web-like cracks suddenly appeared in the space under his feet.

At this moment, lines of dragon patterns glowing green emerged from his body and wrapped around his arms. As these dragon patterns moved, the aura around Xiao Ling became more and more powerful, and the sound of a dragon's roar could be heard faintly in the void.

Then, Xiao Ling clenched his five fingers, took a deep breath, and formed a strange seal. "Blue Dragon Seat Seal!"

As the shout fell, the green dragon pattern that was wrapped around his body suddenly wrapped around his arms, and bright green light burst out with the sound of dragon roar. The space was distorted wherever it passed, and the cracks in the ground collapsed again due to this pressure.

Before Xiao Ling's fist touched the Dou Qi giant, the air around him had been compressed into substance, making a shrill scream.

Chapter 598 The Competition Ends

Om-!

A blinding green light suddenly tore through the void, like the scorching sun exploding in the sky. Everyone present felt their pupils burning painfully and subconsciously raised their hands to block it.

When they squinted their sore eyes and looked, they saw that the dragon patterns on Xiao Ling's body were moving like living things, and he soared into the air with an earth-shattering pressure.

The tip of his fist drew a green light in the air. There was no fancy start at all, but it made the air explode with an unbearable sound, and gravel and dust turned into flying sand under the wind from his fist.

Almost at the same moment, the hundred-foot-tall fighting giant also swung out a dark purple giant fist. Wherever the fist passed, the space collapsed like a mirror.

The two earth-shattering forces collided without any warning, and the entire world seemed to freeze at this moment. The green light and the purple light entangled violently, and a deafening roar broke out. The aftermath of the energy swept around like a tsunami.

With the collision point as the center, the ground cracked like a spider web, with cracks hundreds of feet long. Even the defensive formation in the distance was rippling. Seeing this, the faces of the Hua Sect elders suddenly changed, and they had to use all their strength to mobilize their fighting spirit to reinforce the barrier around the square.

The roar of the energy collision made everyone's eardrums hurt. Even though the golden protective barrier set up by the Hua Sect elders shone brightly, there were still traces of aftermath like sharp steel needles that penetrated the gaps in the barrier.

Those energy flows with faint blue and red-gold light spread wildly around the square like wild beasts on the loose.

The faces of the onlookers turned pale instantly, and screams echoed throughout the venue.

Those who were slightly stronger quickly circulated their Dou Qi and condensed a faint light shield around them. However, the seemingly solid Dou Qi barrier began to twist and deform like thin paper under the impact of the aftermath.

The weaker ones had no time to react and were blown away by the powerful aftermath, tumbling in the air and falling heavily to the ground. Tables and chairs were overturned and the sound of cups and plates breaking could be heard one after another.

Fortunately, this was only the aftermath of energy. Although it caused chaos in the viewing area, with the guests' hair in disarray and their brocade robes stained with dust, it did not cause any casualties.

The frightened crowd had no time to tidy up their dishevelled clothes and staggered to their feet. Thousands of gazes were like burning arrows, all directed towards the vortex of green and purple light in the middle of the field.

At this moment, the fist of the hundred-foot-tall fighting giant was wrapped in dark purple lightning and slashed down madly. Every blow made the space emit a sharp whine.

But under the cover of the dazzling green light, Xiao Ling's figure was like an ancient giant peak rooted in the sky. No matter how the lightning bit like a mad dragon and the air waves hit like a tsunami, the dragon pattern wrapped around his body became more and more dazzling.

The purple lightning struck the green light, creating sparks all over the sky, but it was unable to shake the upright figure at all. This feat of using one's physical body to withstand the secret technique of the Six-Star Dou Zun made everyone's pupils shrink suddenly and they gasped one after another.

As everyone stared with bated breath, a thunderous roar suddenly tore through the battlefield: "Break!"

The roar was not deafening, but it seemed to carry an unquestionable majesty that made everyone present's heart tremble violently.

Immediately afterwards, a dragon roar that resounded through the sky exploded, and wherever the sound wave passed, even the air was rippling with visible ripples.

Everyone looked closely and saw that the green dragon light pattern wrapped around Xiao Ling's body was like being pulled by an invisible giant hand, converging madly at a dizzying speed.

The green light turned into a dazzling spiral beam of light, like a giant axe that could split the sky, carrying the momentum of destroying the world, and slammed down towards the hundred-foot-tall giant.

At the moment when the dark purple giant's fist collided with the green spiral, the space made a crisp "crack" sound as if it could not bear the heavy weight, as if the whole world was about to be torn apart by this force.

"Ugh——!"

A shrill scream tore through the sky, like the howl of a dying beast. The body of the hundred-foot-tall Dou Qi giant trembled violently under the bombardment of the spiral green light, and spider-web-like cracks appeared on the surface of the dark purple energy body.

Its giant mountain-like feet plowed gullies several feet deep in the ground. The originally majestic rune face was distorted and deformed, and the fighting spirit surging around its body was like boiling magma, making a "hissing" sound.

The green light was like an indestructible divine blade, cutting into the giant's body with overwhelming force.

With an earth-shaking roar, the dark purple energy dissipated like a tide, and the torn body of the giant exploded, turning into dark purple energy fragments all over the sky, rushing towards the sky with a whistling air wave.

The remaining energy flow fell to the ground, blasting deep pits with green smoke in the square. Gravel and dust flew all over the sky, shrouding the battlefield in chaos.

The body of the hundred-foot giant broke into pieces, and dark purple energy fragments poured down like a rainstorm.

Just as everyone was stunned, a disheveled figure, wrapped in broken fighting spirit, flew out from the core of the explosion like an arrow with a broken string.

The Demon Flower Evil King had disheveled hair, and his originally gorgeous black robe was now full of holes. The dark purple fabric was torn into strips by the aftermath of the energy, fluttering in the wind.

A large amount of glaring blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, dripping along his jawline onto his chest, staining his clothes a hideous dark red.

The eyes that were sinister and fierce just now were now bloodshot, revealing deep fear and unwillingness.

As he flew backwards, the trajectory of his sliding left a deep gully dozens of feet long on the bluestone square, and the huge impact force caused the ground to shake violently.

Finally, the Demon Flower Evil King fell heavily on the edge of the square, leaving a long bloody trail on the bluestone slab. Amidst the flying gravel, he struggled to prop himself up, but spurted out another mouthful of blood. His limbs twitched uncontrollably, and he collapsed in the dust in a mess.

His fingertips dug deeply into the ground, blood seeping out from between his fingers, but he still stared at the tall figure in the field, growling unwillingly in his throat: "Impossible...Impossible!"

The Demon Flower Evil King collapsed in a pile of rubble, with a fishy and sweet taste surging in his throat.

His internal organs seemed to be beaten repeatedly by an invisible giant hammer. Every breath was accompanied by tearing pain. The scars in his meridians spread like spider webs. He clearly felt that if he had not forcibly circulated his fighting spirit to protect his heart meridians, he would have died on the spot.

The body of the Demon Flower Evil King convulsed in severe pain, and the tearing sensation of his meridians being broken felt like countless steel needles traveling throughout his body.

He knew better than anyone that the injuries of displaced internal organs and shaken dantian had already damaged the root. The dark purple energy backlashed through the meridians, like a sealed beast gnawing madly. Even if he forced his fighting spirit to circulate, it could only cause excruciating pain.

In the next few months or even years, if he cannot find a top-level healing elixir of the eighth grade, seven-color level or above, he will not be able to recover the strength of a six-star Dou Zun, and he may even find it difficult to mobilize the strength of an ordinary Dou Zong. Every time he uses his strength, it will tear the wound and make the injury worse.

"Damn it..." He struggled to prop up his upper body, dark red blood foam dripping from the corners of his mouth, staining the bluestone slabs beneath him into horrible spots.

His eyes were fixed on Xiao Ling, who was standing with his hands behind his back in the distance. In his bloodshot eyes, regret and unwillingness intertwined into a raging storm.

He originally thought that with his cultivation level of six-star Dou Zun and the identity of Hua Jin's fiancé, it would be easy for him to seize the position of Hua Sect's leader for her. This trip would not only consolidate the alliance between Tianming Sect and Hua Sect, but also establish unprecedented merit within the sect.

Who could have expected that while the plan was going well, Xiao Ling, who was rarely seen in ordinary times, would suddenly appear in the middle of the journey!

I thought this famous master of alchemy was just a name in name only. How could a cultivator who focused on alchemy have such strong fighting power?

But now, the opponent didn't even use his Dou Qi, and completely crushed his proud "Qi Hua Tian Di" with only his physical strength. The dignified six-star Dou Zun ended up in such an embarrassing situation. Not only did his plan fail, but he also became a joke in the eyes of everyone, and became a stepping stone for Xiao Ling to become famous in Zhongzhou.

Hua Jin slumped on the scorched earth, her fingertips dug into the blood-stained hem of her skirt. The blood seeping from between her nails formed hideous red plum blossoms on the scarlet satin.

The severe pain from being burned by the strange fire was still surging in his meridians, and every breath was like swallowing hot charcoal into his lungs.

When she barely raised her head and saw the figure of Demon Flower Evil King collapsed like a dead dog not far away, a broken laugh escaped from her throat.

The laughter was hoarse and sour, mixed with the coughed-up blood foam that scattered on the charred ground.

She had been planning carefully for several months, taking advantage of the ambition of the Demon Flower Evil Lord and borrowing the power of the Tianming Sect. She thought she had a sure win, but now she has lost everything.

Looking at the appearance of the Demon Flower Evil King with blood oozing from all his seven orifices and his fighting spirit dissipating, she suddenly remembered the careless contempt in Xiao Ling's eyes when she had used some means to delay him before. It turned out that in front of a true strong man, all her calculations were like child's tricks.

When she shifted her gaze away from the direction of the Demon Flower Evil Lord and turned to the opposite side of the square, she saw Xiao Ling standing in the air with his hands behind his back, cyan-gold flames looming around him, there was no trace of fatigue on his handsome face, and every move he made was calm.

A few dozen feet behind him, Han Yue was dressed in spotless white. The indifference and elegance between her eyebrows stung Hua Jin's eyes.

The woman was not even stained by the slightest bit of gunpowder, and not even a strand of her hair was disheveled. The sight of her being protected by a strong man like this made Hua Jin feel sad.

"Why..." She muttered to herself, digging her nails deep into her palms, "Why can she get Xiao Ling's help, and I..."

Before he could finish his words, he coughed violently again. Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, forming shocking bloodstains on his clothes.

She looked at the tall figure, her eyes filled with jealousy, unwillingness and despair. Her former ambition and pride now turned into a messy bubble.

The fishy and sweet taste in her throat mixed with unwilling whimpers. Hua Jin swallowed the boiling blood fiercely. Her Adam's apple rolled violently and the broken whimpers were stuck in her chest, shaking her internal organs.

She forced herself to hold up her upper body, and her bloody fingertips dug deeply into the scorched earth, leaving two winding blood trails on the ground.

When she looked up and met Xiao Ling's calm blue eyes, the surging emotions in his eyes receded like a tide, leaving only bone-chilling emptiness and fatigue.

The corners of his mouth twitched into a smile that was uglier than crying; his blood-foamed hair stuck to his pale cheeks, trembling slightly with the air waves.