ZZZT...
The space shuddered. Wherever the red light passed, a Sealing Power swept through in an instant. Within its range, the wind stilled, everything came to a halt, and space itself condensed. Faintly, Dao Principle Lock Chains materialized, locking down everything.
Red Seal Dragon, as Red Purgatory’s only support Skill, had a very simple function: to seal off a small area of space and weaken the enemy to a certain extent.
At this moment, this Divine Technique was unleashed by both Yu Changsheng and Red Purgatory simultaneously. The resulting eruption of Sealing Power was astonishing, and its effects secretly alarmed even Yu Changsheng.
’Is it because of my Heavenly Dao Golden Core? In this area, my perception of the Power of Heaven and Earth is much more subtle and intimate, and the restrictions from the Daoist Lock Chains are weaker...’
Yu Changsheng murmured to himself, his mind racing with conjectures in that instant. However, he didn’t dwell on it. Instead, he looked up at Cheng Tao and Wu Huan, whose bodies had abruptly frozen in mid-air. The cold glint in his eyes erupted fully, and his killing intent flared.
"Red Prison Shadow Dragon Kill!"
Yu Changsheng swiftly performed a Finger Technique, unleashing a torrent of Magical Power. He pointed abruptly at Cheng Tao. At the same time, Red Purgatory soared high with a roar, its body flickering. In an instant, layer upon layer of afterimages appeared, charging toward Wu Huan!
The dragon shadows were numerous. A total of sixteen shadows of Red Purgatory, split into two groups, surrounded Cheng Tao and Wu Huan layer by layer.
Cheng Tao’s movements froze. The next moment, his gaze turned vicious. He bit his tongue hard, let out a muffled grunt, and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood. His aura surged, using the momentum to break through the spatial restrictions. Staring at the eight dragon shadows around him, he slammed a fist into his chest, and in an instant, thousands of blood-red threads appeared.
HSSSSS...
The blood threads, agile as snakes, spread out from Cheng Tao. Each thread carried an astonishingly corrosive power. As they touched the dragon shadows, puffs of Black Qi emerged, and the shadows let out wails as they continuously melted away. In the process, the blood threads also dissipated for the most part.
Wu Huan, on the other hand, wasn’t so lucky. Among the three, his Cultivation was the lowest, and his injuries had not yet healed. Now facing Red Purgatory in its peak Status, he couldn’t even put up a fight before being swallowed whole, leaving only a final, lingering cry echoing in the air.
As Cheng Tao witnessed this, the terror in his heart intensified. The stark contrast of the situation felt utterly unreal, brewing inside him.
’Just a few days ago, he was like a beaten dog, but now he can kill one of us in an instant!’
’What is with this guy? I haven’t seen him for just a few days... Fine, he broke through to the Mid-stage Golden Core. And sure, a Heavenly Dao Golden Core has extraordinary combat power, but this is just too ridiculous!’
Cheng Tao clenched his jaw. Looking at the unfazed Yu Changsheng, he inwardly lamented his predicament as he found it increasingly difficult to hold his ground.
He had seen Yu Changsheng summon the Celestial Tribulation, so he knew Yu Changsheng had a Heavenly Dao Golden Core. But his own Golden Core wasn’t bad either—it was Earth Level!
Generally speaking, the Heavenly Dao Golden Core was the pinnacle among Golden Cores. It granted extraordinary combat power, allowing one to fight across the gap of a minor Realm against lower-grade Golden Cores. Its even greater benefit, however, was the unparalleled advantage it provided for a Cultivator’s future path.
’But even so, I’m at the Golden Core Peak, while Yu Changsheng is only at the Mid-stage Golden Core! Beating a Late-stage Golden Core cultivator would have been impressive enough, but an insta-kill? That’s something I just can’t accept!’
’This guy... could he be some kind of monster? He just broke through to the Golden Core Realm and already has this kind of power. If a genius like this is allowed to mature, wouldn’t he become another Cao Jinxian?’
Cheng Tao’s brow was tightly furrowed, his mind racing. Clenching his teeth, he felt the pressure emanating from Yu Changsheng, and a drop of cold sweat slowly trickled down his forehead.
’No! A genius like this cannot be allowed to grow unchecked. He must be strangled in the cradle, no matter the cost! That’s why I can’t die. I have to bring this news back!’
Cheng Tao roared inwardly. Whether he truly believed this or was just making excuses for himself, he didn’t know. After taking a deep breath, he chose a direction, bit his finger hard, and swiped his hand through the air. A pot, entirely bluish-black and over a foot long, materialized.
"Qiankun Pot!"
Cheng Tao squeezed a drop of blood from his fingertip and touched it to the spout of the Qiankun Pot. The next moment, the Qiankun Pot was enveloped in a faint red glow. As Cheng Tao blew on it gently, the pot trembled, and a boundless Sword Light shot out from its spout. The light condensed, forming an enormous, cyan Celestial Sword that shot straight toward Yu Changsheng.
A torrent of Sword Qi erupted. The Celestial Sword rose, shaking the heavens. Wherever it pointed, layers of the void rippled and tore apart, breaking through everything as it aimed directly for Yu Changsheng!
’Trying to play with swords in front of me?’
Yu Changsheng raised an eyebrow slightly, his expression unchanged. His gaze fell upon the Qiankun Pot in Cheng Tao’s hands, and he nodded to himself before speaking coolly:
"A decent Spirit Treasure. It’s a shame it’s just a replica. If it were the real Qiankun Pot, I might actually be a little afraid of you."
After speaking, Yu Changsheng flicked the Purple Spirit Emperor Sword lightly with two fingers. The Zi Ling Emperor emerged from it, giggling as it looked at Cheng Tao. There wasn’t a trace of fear on its face, only curiosity.
"Little one, go play with him. Let him see the bond between us."
Yu Changsheng said to the Zi Ling Emperor with a chuckle, his tone teasing.
"Mhm, mhm."
The Zi Ling Emperor nodded obediently, a small smile appearing on its little face. As it looked toward Cheng Tao, it closed its eyes and controlled the Purple Spirit Emperor Sword to make a light slash through the void.