Chapter 137: Chapter 137: Great Compassion Thousand Sorrows Hand
"Arrogant!"
Ren Changfeng glared coldly at Shen Daoxing. With his power, dealing with a nobody like Shen Daoxing should have been child’s play. He never imagined it would turn into a real fight.
However, the more of a genius Shen Daoxing proved to be, the greater the threat he posed to Celestial City Academy.
’He must not be allowed to live!’
This only fueled Ren Changfeng’s murderous intent.
"Great Compassion Hand!"
Ren Changfeng grunted, thrusting out another palm. The air crackled and popped.
Suddenly, a giant golden hand materialized out of thin air above Shen Daoxing’s head, pressing down with terrifying force.
"Break!"
Shen Daoxing roared, swinging the Great Ming Demon Sparrow. Billowing Demon Fire surged from the blade like a tidal wave.
"BANG!"
A dazzling light exploded outward. Under the strike from the Great Ming Demon Sparrow, the giant golden hand shattered instantly.
However, Ren Changfeng seized the opening to close the distance, appearing right before Shen Daoxing.
Sensing danger, Shen Daoxing swung the Great Ming Demon Sparrow again.
Four Symbols Sword Technique! Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning!
With the Four Symbols in Place, the lights of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning intertwined, erupting into four brilliant beams.
Yet, Ren Changfeng simply extended his palm and waved it gently from side to side, and the four brilliant beams of light instantly shattered.
Shen Daoxing’s thoughts raced.
Demon Ape Meteor Step!
His body bent backward at a bizarre angle as he rapidly retreated.
At the same time, his mind stirred.
"SWISH! SWISH!"
One red and one white, the Sword Intents of Slaughter and Desolation shot out with lightning speed.
The two Sword Intents circled quickly in the air before shooting down from behind Ren Changfeng at an impossibly tricky angle.
"Hmph!"
Without even glancing back, Ren Changfeng snorted. His body held firm, and a golden barrier instantly materialized behind him.
"CLANG! CLANG!"
With two crisp sounds, the Sword Intents of Slaughter and Desolation were blocked, as if they had struck Golden Essence and solid bronze.
Meanwhile, Ren Changfeng’s arms moved. In a blur, they multiplied into six.
"Great Compassion Thousand Sorrows Hand!"
Ren Changfeng roared, and his six arms thrust out rapidly, creating a series of illusory hand-prints.
In an instant, countless hand-prints appeared in the sky, surging forward with overwhelming force.
Shen Daoxing’s feet moved lightly, his figure flickering and leaving behind a trail of afterimages.
He hurriedly executed the Demon Ape Meteor Step to dodge.
However, amidst the dense barrage of hand-prints, he was still struck several times.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Shen Daoxing’s figure shot backward, crashing into a stone wall with a loud BOOM.
Seeing this, the Ninth Princess’s heart tightened with nervousness. But she didn’t go to help, knowing that with her current strength, she would only be a burden to Shen Daoxing.
Shen Daoxing stood up. Behind him, the stone wall was shockingly indented with a human-shaped crater, with spiderweb cracks spreading from its edges.
But Shen Daoxing was completely unharmed, though his clothes were a bit tattered.
Shen Daoxing looked down at his ruined clothes with some regret. He reached out to pat the dust off, and his palm striking his body produced a sound like hitting a bronze bell.
On Desolate Mountain, he had tempered his body daily in a secret medicinal bath, with Bai Yi constantly serving as his sparring partner. The toughness of his physique was no joke.
Seeing this, Ren Changfeng’s eyes darkened, his killing intent flaring even more intensely.
"Great Compassion Thousand Sorrows Hand!"
He pushed his arms forward at an even faster speed, leaving a constant stream of afterimages.
One, ten, a hundred...
Hundreds of illusory hand-prints materialized, filling the entire stone chamber like a Thousand-Handed Asura, their presence immense.
Shen Daoxing slowly raised the Great Ming Demon Sparrow, his eyes reflected on the blade’s surface.
Forbidden Sword Technique! Heaven-Reaching Fire!
A streak of black tore open the air.
Then the blackness spread out, and billowing Demon Fire, fused with Red Flame Separation Fire, surged forth like a monstrous ocean wave. The temperature in the entire stone chamber skyrocketed, turning it into a furnace.
"BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!"
Countless palms slammed into the wave of fire, creating ripples across its surface.
In an instant, Ren Changfeng was completely swallowed by the fiery wave.
A great, roaring fire rose up. Ren Changfeng was enveloped in flames, a man of fire.
A brilliant golden light erupted from his body, and then he walked out of the sea of fire, completely unharmed. His body was slightly scorched, but he was not injured in the slightest.
Shen Daoxing was shocked. ’Even the Forbidden Sword Technique is useless? An expert at the Spirit Transformation Realm really is on another level. After all, there’s an entire major realm separating us.’
In the blink of an eye,
Ren Changfeng vanished from his spot.
The next moment, he appeared in front of Shen Daoxing.
"Die!"
A golden light flashed in Ren Changfeng’s eyes as he slammed a palm down, giving Shen Daoxing no chance to even breathe.
"ROAR!"
A loud, clear dragon’s cry echoed. A brilliant golden light erupted from Shen Daoxing. First, a pair of golden eyes opened behind him, followed by the appearance of a colossal golden dragon, its aura majestic and imposing.
At this moment, Shen Daoxing finally unleashed the power of the Dragon Vein.
"ROAR!"
After the golden dragon’s phantom appeared, it opened its mouth and abruptly spewed out a breath of scorching air, causing the very atmosphere to warp from the intense heat.
"BOOM!"
Ren Changfeng’s figure was blasted away, smashing heavily into a stone wall and carving a deep, human-shaped crater.
"So this is the power of the Dragon Vein?"
"CRACK! CRACK!"
With a few cracking sounds, Ren Changfeng pulled himself out of the indented stone wall.
He twisted his neck and rotated his wrists, producing the sound of grinding bones. Unbelievably, he was mostly unharmed even after taking a hit from the Dragon Vein’s power.
"So this is the Dragon Vein? Such domineering power. It’s a pity your current cultivation is too low to unleash its full strength. What a waste!"
Ren Changfeng looked up at Shen Daoxing, a hint of greed in his eyes.
"Since it has come to this, I shall rip out your bones and tendons, extract this Dragon Vein, and make it my own!"
As he spoke, Ren Changfeng roared. A blinding light erupted from his entire body, illuminating the stone chamber. His form began to expand rapidly, and in just a few moments, he had grown to be dozens of feet tall, resembling a six-armed giant. His aura was in no way inferior to the golden dragon’s.
"Come!"
Ren Changfeng shot up from the ground and smashed down toward Shen Daoxing.
"BANG!"
"BANG!"
"BANG!"
Shen Daoxing, backed by the golden dragon, clashed violently with Ren Changfeng, setting off dazzling sparks. The entire stone chamber trembled from the impacts.
The two fought fiercely, evenly matched for the moment.
Though they appeared evenly matched, a sense of dread grew within Shen Daoxing. He possessed a Seven-Colored Spirit Platform, and his reserves of Spiritual Power were far greater than those of an ordinary Martial Artist, but Ren Changfeng was a Spirit Transformation Realm expert whose own power was superior still. He knew he couldn’t maintain the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon for long.
As if sensing Shen Daoxing’s worry, the Blood Dragon’s voice suddenly rang out in his mind: "Don’t even think about me helping you. This time, even I can’t do anything."
As it spoke, a tiny figure materialized in Shen Daoxing’s mind.
It was a small snake, only an inch long, with large eyes and a tiny head. Only the slightly bulging dragon horns on its head indicated that it was no ordinary serpent.
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