Daoist Competition

With a collision of two tides, however, the Tribulation Water held superior strength, crushing the obstructing water flow ahead like breaking rotten wood, and roared forward.

Nie Gui’s expression was solemn as he conjured his spell, calling forth an Exotic Beast from the Gang Cloud.

This beast bore a tiger-striped ox body with twin horns on its head. Upon appearing, its four hooves paused mid-air, raising a mighty wave. The originally weak water flow was reinvigorated with endless Essence Qi, temporarily holding back the Tribulation Water, yet soon it shattered again.

Feng Haiyang’s Daoist Cultivation far surpassed his, evidently prevailing in such a clash of mana.

Nie Zhang saw that they could not resist head-on and shouted loudly from behind, "Second brother, this person’s mana is much stronger than yours. Don’t try to show off; quickly evade."

But Nie Gui was not in a hurry to move; he had his own plan. At this moment, the focus was not to defeat Feng Haiyang, but to force him to turn around and engage with himself, thus breaking Cao Minrou’s encirclement.

The more effort exerted here, the less pressure there is on Cao Minrou. If he evaded, Feng Haiyang could easily kill her if given a chance.

After weighing the pros and cons, he faced the surging tide without dodging. Instead, he sat down, raising his fingers to form a spell, and the Gang Cloud above suddenly expanded to hundred zhang. At its peak size, a dragon head poked from within, eyes as large as lanterns flashing with brilliance, seemingly observing the surroundings.

Nie Gui shouted at it, "Yi Bai, won’t you aid me?"

Following his voice, the Dragon Python trembled all over. Despite its reluctance, it could only extricate its thousand-zhang long body from the cloud. With a clamp of its four claws in the air, smoke and clouds rose, flying into the sky. As it opened its mouth wide, torrents of waves descended from the heavens, surging flood, ultimately stopping the Tribulation Water almost reaching Nie Gui.

Nie Gui’s complexion turned slightly pale, a result of excessive mana consumption. Among the Six Insects he controlled, the Dragon Python was the most ferocious and the greatest in Divine Skills, but also the hardest to command. During the enemy attack, if the great method was not first employed to subdue it, it was difficult to drive. If it weren’t that ordinary methods were inadequate against Feng Haiyang, he wouldn’t have released this long worm.

Now, although he combined the power of three insects to block the Tribulation Water, the waves kept beating against him, causing his body to sway, almost unable to stay seated.

Nie Gui thought that Feng Haiyang needed to spare a portion of his mana to attack Cao Minrou and was not attacking with full force, making him silently alarmed and consider: "This person’s vast mana is probably only comparable to Zhang Yan, truly much superior to mine; thus saving Daoist Cao seems impossible."

He slightly changed his mind, took a deep breath, reached into his bosom, and with a flick of his hand, he cast out the Eight-sided Spirit Bird Talisman, instantly transforming into eight spirit birds in Heaven, each displaying its majestic and heroic demeanor. With a Dharma Decree, their wings spread, each from a different direction swooped forward.

Feng Haiyang stood still at that place, unmoving, suddenly hearing a roaring sound, from behind abruptly surged out over a hundred Devils, brandishing teeth and claws, all displaying ferocious appearances, individually meeting up with several approaching spirit birds, fighting them head-on.

Though most were entangled, one agile Vermilion Bird, due to its small body and fast speed, evaded many Devils, seen as a vermilion dot, darting within the sphere, immediately causing a disruption.

Nie Gui’s eyes never blinked, seizing Feng Haiyang tightly. At this moment his two fingers gripped an ivory Feather, seemingly waiting for an opportunity. Upon witnessing this scene, his gaze flickered, a hand tremor sent that Feather shooting across hundred zhang, suddenly stabbing in front of Feng Haiyang.

Feng Haiyang seemed caught off guard, letting out a muffled grunt, unexpectedly having that long Feather pierce through the Protective Treasure Light, penetrating chest and abdomen in the blink of an eye.

Nie Gui rejoiced upon seeing this. Knowing not to spare the enemy, he shouted loudly, the Gang Cloud above spun violently, rumbling, sending forth hundreds of Gang Thunder, all striking this formidable foe.

Feng Haiyang seemed to lose the power to resist, instantly being shattered to pieces by the barrage of Gang Thunder.

Cao Minrou had been struggling. At this moment, she saw the Tribulation Water tremble before her, seeming to lose the control of a person, scattering away noisily. She felt a lightness engulfing her, lifting her gaze precisely to see the scene of Feng Haiyang being bombarded to smithereens.

Her mana was nearly depleted, Heart and Spirit exhausted, only maintained by sheer willpower, barely holding her Void position, witnessing this scene, inevitably caused a moment of relief in her heart. The petals fluttering around her dropped, leaving her defenseless.

Nie Zhang had been spectating all along and, upon seeing Feng Haiyang devoid of remains, he momentarily dazed, but instantly realized, hurriedly reminding from behind, "Daoist Cao, be careful!"

Yet it was too late, suddenly dozens of Devils emerged from the Void, clustering around Cao Minrou, on the verge of devouring her completely.

Nie Gui’s eyes grew cold, seized a Dao Gang Thunder, sent it striking over, only hearing a thunderous sound, not only did it slay Cao Minrou, but also pulverized the Devils ready to chomp down.

In his view, rather than let Feng Haiyang devour her Essence Blood Spirit to strengthen his mana, it was better for him to kill her himself.

Nie Zhang could not help but remain silent, not expecting his second brother to act so decisively, although it was a correct choice, but killing a True Disciple of the Lishan Sect would bring trouble if they managed to return to the Mountain Gate.

Suddenly hearing the surge of tide, the two turned their eyes, seeing the scattered Tribulation Water flying in drop by drop from all sides, converging within moments, soon forming a rolling river, in just awhile, spreading several miles long.

Amidst the Tribulation Water, a wave suddenly lifted, as if piling a hill, rising one person’s height, then collapsing to both sides. Feng Haiyang’s tall figure emerged slowly from head to toe within, lastly standing atop the waves, robes fluttering, seemingly calm, his appearance intact, astonishingly unscathed without a scratch!

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