Yan Zhaoge raised a hand, the Extreme Yang Seal flying up.
The sky up above mightily split open as a gap appeared in the dimensional domain of the World beyond Worlds.
In the distant sky, the Solar Star trembled slightly at this moment.
In everyone's eyes, the real sun in the sky seemed to have disappeared.
Meanwhile, the Extreme Yang Seal before him had transformed into a sun that illuminated the world.
As this sun was too close to the ground, everyone felt unbearably hot as the seawater of the Royal Reed Sea evaporated in large areas.
Yan Zhaoge's palm descended, that roiling blazing sun smashing down towards the head of the Southern Exalt Zhuang Shen as well!
The Southeastern Swordsmistress and a few other experts of the ninth level of the Martial Saint realm had all been invited over to spectate the ceremony.
Even though they were people from the southeastern Yang Heaven Territory, when they saw that glorious sun descending from the skies at this moment, the Southeastern Swordmistress and the others all felt their hairs stand on end.
If any of them were to face this attack, they could only turn around and run.
If he couldn't dodge in time, he might be killed on the spot!
Bolstered by the four Virtues and cultivating in the true form of a phoenix, the Southern Exalt Zhuang Shen who had always been renowned for his defensive power did not forcibly resist it this time.
A clear phoenix cry suddenly came from his body.
Zhuang Shen flicked his sleeve, and a row of colorful and dazzling phoenix feathers flew out from within.
In the past, Zhuang Shen's disciple Yuan Xiancheng's Five Phoenix Fan was also woven from phoenix feathers.
However, whether it was in terms of quality or quantity, the phoenix feathers he used were far inferior to what Zhuang Shen was using.
These phoenix feathers had not been refined into weapons, but at this moment, under Zhuang Shen's control, they rapidly interwove in midair.
At the same time, a tree seed appeared within the circle of phoenix feathers.
The seed quickly germinated and turned into a red light in an instant.
The phoenix feathers surrounded the red light and used it as a support, turning into a golden parasol tree.
The Wutong Tree was not very big. It was only thirty feet tall.
However, an extremely powerful energy burst forth from within.
Holy Virtue Water Ripples, Nether Virtue White Qi, Meritorious Virtue Thick Earth, and Fortuitous Purple Light appeared at the same time, and they were all vigorous and abundant.
The Wutong Tree hovered above Zhuang Shen's head. Its branches and leaves swayed as it exuded an aura of reincarnation and immortality.
As the Extreme Yang Seal smashed downwards, it was actually held up by the Wutong tree for a time.
"Southern Zhuang brought the treeheart of his Wutong Slope's Progenitor Tree?" Seeing this, even the Northeastern Exalt Liu Zhenggu was slightly shocked, "It is no wonder. Clearly knowing that Broad Creed Mountain possesses the Extreme Yang Seal and Immortal Bridge martial practitioners, how could he not have made preparations for this in coming over this time?"
The golden Wutong tree hung above Zhuang Shen's head, temporarily blocking the Extreme Yang Seal.
The domineering sun descended, and the golden parasol tree sank. Its crown collapsed, and its branches and leaves were bent.
Still, the straight tree trunk stood firm as it ultimately managed to hold the Extreme Yang Seal for a short period of time.
Making use of this chance, Zhuang Shen executed the Heaven Splitting Flowing Fire Slash once more, swiftly hacking towards Yan Zhaoge.
This time, the edge of his saber was clearly faster and stronger than before!
The sudden acceleration and eruption of power caused Zhuang Shen to rapidly approach before Yan Zhaoge.
The Extreme Yang Seal was powerful to the extreme, possessing peerless might as it seemed like a sure-kill blow.
Zhuang Shen firmly believed that this was also when Yan Zhaoge was at his most complacent.
With the Extreme Yang Seal suddenly being blocked, Yan Zhaoge's plans and tempo would also be disrupted.
If he launched a sneak attack at this moment, victory and defeat would be reversed. This was the best time for him, Zhuang Shen, to strike!
A slender line of fire streaked past, cutting through space and the world as it instantly arrived before Yan Zhaoge. The next moment, it would pass by Yan Zhaoge's neck.
"I was just waiting for you," Yan Zhaoge's expression was heavy as he clenched a fist and punched forward.
His movements were not swift, instead seeming rather slow.
However, after punching out with this fist, the scenes before Zhuang Shen's eyes suddenly changed as it was as though only Yan Zhaoge's fist remained between the heavens and the earth.
This fist seemed to fill the surrounding heavens and the earth, encompassing the entire universe.
With himself as the centre, regardless of which direction Zhuang Shen focused his attention on, there seemed to be such a fist punching towards him.
This fist seemed to occupy the past, the future, all of time.
At this moment, Zhuang Shen seemed to have seen through the long river of time, transcending all worldly matters. However, whether it was his past memories or his future prospects, there was such a fist punching towards him at any moment within the long river of time.
This fist seemed to originate from before everything had begun.
It also seemed like it was quietly waiting for him after everything had concluded.
All of Zhuang Shen's hairs stood on end as he immediately retracted his sabre!
Without any hesitation whatsoever, he gave up on his original offensive, focusing fully on defence as he resisted this fist of Yan Zhaoge's which had arrived first despite having been unleashed later!
Bolstered by four Virtues, rosy clouds filled the sky.
Yet, boundless, omnipresent fist-intent enveloped him before mightily slamming him down.
The lofty Southern Exalt Zhuang Shen could only grit his teeth and bear it at this moment as he was beaten by Yan Zhaoge to the point of resembling a turtle withdrawing its shell!
"What … what fist art is that?"
Seeing this, the Western Exalt Lang Qing, the Eastern Exalt Daoist Oneheaven and the Northwestern Exalt Lian Zulin all inhaled a breath of cold air.
The Southeastern Exalt Cao Jie and the Northeastern Exalt Liu Zhenggu who stood on the same side as Yan Zhaoge were stunned as well.
Cao Jie's gaze shook as he seemed to have thought of something.
The expression of Lian Zulin who was clashing with Yan Di suddenly changed as she looked first at the Grand Simplicity Splendour Cloud above Yan Di's head and then at Yan Zhaoge's fist.
Her thoughts flashed at lightning speed as she blurted out, "The head of the Grand Clear lineage's Grand Cosmos Five Manifestations, the Taiyi Fist?!"
Lang Qing, Liu Zhenggu and the others all realised, "Not just the Taiji Yin Yang Palm, even the Taiyi Fist? This martial art has been lost for many years. This Yan Zhaoge is actually proficient in it?! "
The martial art that Yan Zhaoge was executing was precisely the Taiyi Fist that he had comprehended from the Grand Simplicity Splendour Cloud.
Due to him simultaneously cultivating in the Three Purities, he had even integrated some principles of the Peerless Heavenly Scripture into the Taiyi Fist, forming a fist-intent that was unique to him that possessed incomparable power.
Even as Zhuang Shen was scheming, Yan Zhaoge was scheming against him as well.
In the end, Yan Zhaoge was still superior.
With a single fist, the surrounding space was suppressed, time itself suppressed.
Zhuang Shen had completely lost the initiative as he was hard pressed to advance or retreat as he was trapped where he was by Yan Zhaoge's fist.
He was unable to move as he could only stubbornly resist.
Yet, with a wave of Yan Zhaoge's hand, that brilliant sun suddenly changed as it formed a faint golden ray of sunlight which bypassed the golden Wutong tree above Zhuang Shen's head.
Currently, Yan Zhaoge was already able to control the Extreme Yang Seal as he pleased.
This Sacred Artifact King was not a stupid thing that possessed just power.
It could change its size as he wished, possessing infinite variations.
Zhuang Shen was currently suppressed by Yan Zhaoge's Taiyi Fist as he was unable to cause the golden Wutong tree to change in time.
Therefore, after that ray of sunlight had bypassed the Wutong tree, it manifested as the brilliant sun once more before smashing down towards Zhuang Shen once more!
Zhuang Shen had used all his energy to deal with Yan Zhaoge. Now that the Extreme Yang Seal was descending from above, how could he still have the strength to resist?
He was beaten badly on the spot, bleeding profusely!
Fortunately, Zhuang Shen's cultivation base was profound and his defensive power was shocking as he was not directly killed. Still, he felt dizzy as his figure plummeted downwards.
He wanted to stabilise his footing and retreat, but Yan Zhaoge was unforgiving as he had already charged forward once more.
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