Divine Wilderness Dragon Emperor

The moment Yuan Kong extended his massive hand, a chorus of gasps erupted from the crowd. The Cultivators in the arena were all stunned, and Ling Fei, too, felt an astonishing pressure.

’This Yuan Kong is on a completely different level than Yuan Tan.’ A glint flashed in Ling Fei’s eyes as he clearly sensed the disparity between them.

It wasn’t just a difference in their Cultivation Realms, but also in their comprehension of the Mystical aspects of their Divine Techniques.

"Void-Shattering True Dragon Hand!" Ling Fei’s gaze hardened. His arm moved, instantly covered in Dragon Scales, becoming the True Dragon Hand that shot forward.

This time, True Dragon Blood Qi circulated within his arm. As his hand sliced through the air, it was as if thousands of True Dragons were roaring from within. A terrifying Power erupted from Ling Fei’s fist. As this Power was unleashed, Dragon Qi condensed, forming a Golden Dragon that lunged forward.

BANG!

The True Dragon Hand shot out, with the Golden Dragon in its wake. The Void shattered everywhere it passed; it was unstoppable. Even the Great Sun Vajra Hand, which seemed capable of cleaving the Void, was stopped in its tracks. Then, like a sharp blade, the True Dragon Hand stabbed deep into the Scorching Sun that radiated a blazing light.

"True Dragon’s Might!" A glint flashed in Yuan Kong’s eyes. His massive hand released a searing radiance. Within the great sun, Fire Flame roiled, threatening to incinerate the Golden Dragon.

But the Golden Dragon was overwhelmingly tyrannical. Each wisp of True Dragon Blood Qi struck like a True Dragon, its momentum irresistible. It utterly shattered the great sun.

The Great Sun Golden Yang crumbled. Yuan Kong’s Vajra Hand took a heavy blow, and a numbing pain shot through his bones as if they were about to crack. He frowned and swiftly retracted his hand.

WHOOSH!

With a single motion, he pulled his hand back.

At the same time, his hands formed a seal. A Great Sun Spirit Seal took shape and, guided by his hands, shot toward the raging, dragon-like aftershock.

BANG!

A heaven-shaking boom erupted as the Great Sun Spirit Seal flew out to suppress the attack. It blocked the immense aftershock, and the remaining ripples posed no threat to him.

Yuan Kong retreated a hundred meters, his white robes fluttering, giving him an ethereal, otherworldly air. He stared ahead, his clear eyes now holding a hint of solemnity.

In front of him, the aftershock dissipated. Ling Fei stood tall and proud, his gaze also fixed on Yuan Kong.

He had just used the True Dragon Blood Qi within his arm for that strike. Even so, such a tyrannical attack had still been neutralized.

It was easy to imagine just how powerful Monk Yuan Kong truly was.

’For a mere mortal to cultivate to this level... it’s truly heaven-defying.’ Ling Fei mused.

’I might be powerful, but I have the True Dragon Bloodline!’

’My Great Sun Vajra Hand is nearing perfection, and my Cultivation has reached the Half-step Nascent Soul Realm, yet he still shattered it in a single move.’ Yuan Kong’s brow furrowed, the turmoil in his heart even greater than before. Before meeting Ling Fei, he could have never imagined a Cultivator who could contend with his physical prowess.

But now, it seemed Ling Fei’s physical strength surpassed his own.

How could Yuan Kong not be astonished?

The two faced off, their auras gathering as they both prepared to unleash even more powerful attacks.

The Cultivators below the stage were utterly dumbfounded.

"That incredibly powerful attack from Yuan Kong was actually blocked by Ling the Pill Master! Just how strong is he?" Ling Fei’s strength had far surpassed everyone’s imagination.

’This kid has True Dragon Blood Qi in his body?’ On the Waiting Battle Platform, Xu Zitao’s brow furrowed. As he looked at Ling Fei, a hint of gravity finally appeared on his face. He had originally assumed Ling Fei was merely a practitioner of the Great Tang True Dragon Technique, but now it seemed this young man was far from simple.

’No matter. In the end, he’s only at the Celestial Pill Perfect Realm.’ Though surprised, Xu Zitao was still brimming with confidence.

He refused to believe a mere Celestial Pill Realm Cultivator could contend with him.

At least, not in the Southern Wilderness. No one like that had ever been born here.

WHOOSH!

Just then, Monk Yuan Kong attacked again.

This time, as his hands moved, Light Patterns began to swirl around his Primordial Pill.

Then, a brilliant golden light flashed before him as his hands struck out at Ling Fei through the empty air.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

As Monk Yuan Kong’s hands shot toward Ling Fei, shimmering afterimages flickered into existence, evolving into ten, then twenty pairs of golden arms that struck out.

In an instant, twenty pairs of arms struck through the air, transforming into gigantic golden palms that descended upon Ling Fei.

Golden patterns swirled upon these giant palms, coalescing into scorching golden suns.

From a distance, it looked as though twenty pairs of sun-like hands were crashing down to suppress him.

Each massive hand possessed astonishing might.

In a flash, Ling Fei was completely engulfed by the golden light.

On the battle stage, a searing light bloomed. A torrent of energy, like Fire Flame, swept out, burning the very Void until it warped. The terrifying aura made hearts pound with fear. Even from a great distance, the Celestial Pill Realm Cultivators from the various sects could feel the dreadful power of those sun-like hands.

"This is the Great Sun Thousand Buddha Hand from the Great Sun Thunder Sound Temple! I can’t believe Yuan Kong has already cultivated it to this extent."

"The Great Sun Thousand Buddha Hand is a true Divine Technique! Forget manifesting all of them—just manifesting ten pairs of hands should require the Quasi-Nascent Soul Realm!"

In the stands, the elders from the various sects were also wide-eyed with surprise.

"For Yuan Kong to manifest twenty pairs of the Thousand Buddha Hands at the mere Half-step Nascent Soul Realm is truly impressive." Even Yuan Huaitian gave a slight nod.

Yuan Kong’s talent was a rare sight, even in the Southern Wilderness.

After all, manifesting such a Divine Technique placed immense demands on one’s soul, not to mention requiring extremely precise control over its Mystical aspects.

’Can Ling the Pill Master handle such a technique?’ By now, the Cultivators from every sect were incredibly excited, their blood boiling with anticipation. All eyes turned to Ling Fei. They hoped this young man could create a miracle, that he would display even more formidable strength.

Otherwise, if Ling Fei was defeated in a single blow, the battle would lose all its excitement.

’Great Sun Thousand Buddha Hand?’ The sun-like hands fell from the sky, their blazing light enveloping Ling Fei and turning his entire body a shade of gold.

A scorching aura washed over him, making him feel as if he had been thrown into a furnace.

’What a powerful Mystical Divine Technique. It seems I have no choice but to go all out.’ Ling Fei’s gaze hardened as the Dragon Blood in his body churned. He shot into the air, his hand forming a Dragon Fist that blasted toward the Void before him. The Void shattered where his fist passed, and he directly clashed with one of the great golden sun hands.

At this moment, only by shattering the suns and breaking free could he turn the tables. Otherwise, under the suppression of wave after wave of golden suns, defeat was inevitable.

However, just as Ling Fei, moving like a True Dragon, was about to shatter the Great Sun Golden Yang and break free, Yuan Kong’s Thousand Buddha Hands suddenly shifted.

Initially, the Thousand Buddha Hands had been a scattered attack, designed to leave Ling Fei with no room to evade and force him into a direct confrontation.

But with Ling Fei now on the offensive, Yuan Kong’s Thousand Buddha Hands changed in response. The multiple hands overlapped, merging into a single, colossal hand. The golden suns also fused, becoming a hundred-zhang-wide Great Sun Golden Yang that bore down on Ling Fei. In this way, the Power of the Thousand Buddha Hands was concentrated into a single point.

The Power of this single strike naturally grew immensely stronger.