Chapter 131: Fighting a Dou Saint (Part 2)
Boom, boom, boom…
High in the sky, two figures clashed relentlessly. Powerful surges of Dou Qi rippled outward, splitting the very air, leaving jagged fractures in the void. Xiao Xun'er had long since withdrawn to a distant vantage, watching anxiously. Though she wished to intervene, she had no chance to even get close.
Boom!
A violent shockwave swept across the heavens, scattering the clouds in an instant, revealing boundless azure skies. The elder and Chen Xiaoming flashed apart, each retreating to their respective sides.
"Hahaha, excellent! Truly worthy of the title Dou Saint!"
Chen Xiaoming's eyes burned with battle fervor. It had been a long time since he'd experienced such a balanced contest. In the past, he'd relied on his bloodline's innate power to utterly overpower others—too easy, devoid of any real thrill. Even when suppressing his cultivation, it was never this exhilarating.
Unlike the exhilarated Chen Xiaoming, the elder from the Ancient Clan appeared contemplative. Even with just a brief exchange, he realized that the secret art Chen Xiaoming used granted him astonishing stamina and stability.
To hold his own for this long against a Dou Saint while only being a Dou Ancestor—this was no small feat. A gleam of excitement lit up the old man's eyes.
This technique… could be the key to the Ancient Clan's resurgence!
Mistaking the elder's intensity for shared enthusiasm, Chen Xiaoming nodded to himself, feeling a subtle sense of mutual recognition—a bond between fellow warriors.
But just then, the elder abruptly retreated. His fingers wove seals at lightning speed. Heaven and earth responded as torrents of Dou Qi surged toward him. His seal changed form again—his aura locked onto Chen Xiaoming—and his Dou Qi exploded outward.
"Mountain-Cleaving Seal! Ocean-Flipping Seal!"
A brilliant emerald light erupted from his palm. As the radiance spread, an exotic layer of crystalline jade rapidly formed across his hand. Within moments, a palm-sized Jade Crystal Seal clung tightly to his skin.
As soon as it appeared, the very space around Chen Xiaoming shuddered. The crushing pressure from the seal caused the void itself to ripple.
The elder didn't stop. His hand seals shifted once more, transforming the green glow into a pitch-black light. A terrifying surge of Dou Qi radiated outward like it could rip apart the heavens themselves.
"Earth-Shattering Seal! Sky-Annihilating Seal! Imperial Seal!"
"Five Seals in One—Imperial Seal Art!"
With a fierce roar, the elder's right hand transformed into a half-foot-wide jade energy imprint, etched with sinister black lines. The terrifying power of spatial laws emanated from it, tearing the surrounding air into jagged void fissures.
"Go."
The elder's fierce gaze locked onto Chen Xiaoming. With a sudden swing of his arm, the eerie seal—interwoven with dark strands—shot out like a comet!
The instant the energy seal left his hand, the world roared in chaos. Even the surrounding void fractured in all directions. The palm imprint, like a meteor burning across the sky, streaked toward Chen Xiaoming.
But Chen Xiaoming had been waiting.
His spatial divine power had already gathered in his right fist. Brilliant silver light carved through space around him. The elder's Imperial Seal Art—reputed as a heaven-rank Dou Technique combining five seals—was formidable indeed.
Whoosh!
His figure blurred. As the void beneath his feet shattered, Chen Xiaoming closed the distance. His right fist, brimming with spatial power, slammed forward. The void split open, leaving a pitch-black rift in its wake.
BOOM!
The two forces collided—an explosion of energy, like tsunamis colliding in the sky. At the epicenter of the impact, space collapsed, forming a vast black void.
The jade crystal seal and the silver fist exploded in radiant brilliance. Wild torrents of energy clawed at one another like raging beasts, each trying to devour the other.
The shockwave spread outward. Dozens of enormous black void fissures, each stretching over a hundred meters, silently opened like gashes across the heavens. It was as if the sky itself had been torn apart—chilling to behold.
Far away, Xiao Xun'er's wings fluttered again. She retreated further, her gaze fixed anxiously on the two locked in battle.
As the terrifying energy tides gradually receded, Chen Xiaoming stood tall upon the fractured void. Even as space twisted and shimmered beneath him, he advanced again toward the elder.
Silver light surged once more. Spatial energy spilled from his body, vast and overwhelming.
The elder's eyes narrowed. His Dou Qi surged, coalescing into a crystalline palm that slammed downward.
BOOM!
Another deafening impact. Both figures shot backward from the blow. The air between them caved in—space shattered—while the elder's crystalline palm dimmed slightly.
His gaze sharpened. A deadly seriousness replaced his earlier curiosity.
Suddenly, a single finger on his luminous palm turned pitch-black—like the embodiment of the void. A deathly stillness enveloped the area. Vital energy fled. The atmosphere froze.
Even the space between worlds seemed to peel open.
Chen Xiaoming instantly sensed it—this time, he was being locked on. His surrounding Dou Qi felt drained, and even the spatial divine power in his body faltered.
"A heaven-tier Dou Technique…"
His eyes lit up. This oppressive force exceeded even the Imperial Seal Art. Nothing else could explain its might.
At that moment, the spatial divine energy within him stirred. His body, shrouded in silver radiance, released a white ring of light. It encircled his right arm, coiling toward his fist.
Ding!
A yellow light ring followed, tracing the same path.
Ding, ding, ding…
One after another, light rings of purple, black, red, and gold emerged. In the blink of an eye, six dazzling halos surrounded his right fist.
"Condense."
The rings slowed, intertwining and merging. Immense world energy compressed around them. The surrounding space cracked violently under the pressure. Spatial divine energy raged like a storm, tearing rifts hundreds of feet wide.
"Unite."
From the radiant silver light burst a single golden beam. Behind Chen Xiaoming, ten golden rays pierced the void, converging upon him. In that moment, he radiated the majesty of a Dou God descending to the world.
The six rings fused into one—forming a silver orb the size of a fist. Six divine lights shimmered within it.
"Grand Annihilation Finger!"
At the same time, the elder had completed his technique. His Dou Qi surged violently. With one finger, he thrust forward—ripping open the void. A pitch-black spatial vortex formed in front of his fingertip. His finger, traversing space, appeared directly before Chen Xiaoming.
A crushing force surged forth.
Chen Xiaoming's silver-shrouded fist moved with grace.
The glowing orb shot out—clashing head-on with the elder's Annihilation Finger.
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