A spiritual light lit up on Hai Zhengjie's body. The middle grade spirit weapon armor that he carried with him was activated, protecting his body.
However, Yan Zhaoge did not care about this at all, the two massive heaven-obscuring hands formed of his true essence continuing to come together, that terrifying force causing the armour formed of spiritual light to shake unceasingly.
Hai Zhengjie's injuries were not light. At this moment, thanks to the protection of the Spirit Weapon armor, he forced himself to focus and activate his strength.
While the blood dragon formed of his true essence had been forcibly dispersed by Yan Zhaoge, the secret art of the Blood Dragon Spitting Pearl was still in effect.
Strands of Quintessential Essence surged out of Hai Zhengjie's acupoints, turning into a scarlet light.
It was as if real blood had dried up and solidified on his body, turning into pieces of dragon scales.
Unlike when he manifested the Blood Dragon earlier and released his strength, Hai Zhengjie now focused all of his strength into his body, forming a powerful defense.
The scarlet light kept converging and condensing, and the blood-red dragon scales gradually turned black, becoming incomparably heavy and sturdy.
Hai Zhengjie's entire body was covered in bloodred dragon scales, his entire person seeming to have transformed into a dragon. This was none other than the supreme defensive martial art of the Blood Dragon Sect, the Black Blood Dragon Scale Body.
As soon as the Black Blood Dragon Scales formed, it merged with the defensive power of that mid-grade spirit artifact armour, assisting Hai Zhengjie in resisting Yan Zhaoge's two massive palms that seemed capable of suppressing the heavens and the earth with great difficulty.
At this moment, Hai Zhengjie could finally catch his breath.
Looking at Yan Zhaoge, he asked with much difficulty, "Who exactly are you? Why are you helping Changli Mountain's Bai Jingkang and his wife to become enemies with my Blood Dragon Sect? "
Yan Zhaoge laughed, "While we do not live in the same world, I do have some ties with Changli Mountain. The clan that I hail from is called Broad Creed Mountain."
From Yan Zhaoge's perspective, the most important thing to consider was the Rainbow Dawn Jade Pith. This thing was produced in the Vast Ocean World. Whether he asked Changli Mountain or the Blood Dragon Sect, the effects would not be too different.
It actually didn't matter who he helped; either side was fine. However, the actions of the black-robed old man caused Yan Zhaoge to make a decision.
Since the other party wanted to fight, then so be it.
Still, since he had already made a move against the Blood Dragon Sect, in order to make it easier for him to converse with that couple of Changli Mountain afterwards, Yan Zhaoge did not mind finding a random excuse.
"Broad Creed Mountain … Changli Mountain …" Hearing his words, Hai Zhengjie almost fainted, "The Five Peaks of Daoism were only legends before the Great Calamity. Could it be that you were really a descendant of Broad Creed Mountain's dao arena in pre-Great Calamity times?"
"Even so, our Vast Ocean World's Changli Mountain was definitely founded after the Great Calamity, merely taking on the name of Changli Mountain, having nothing to do with the Five Peaks of Daoism of pre-Great Calamity times!"
Yan Zhaoge thought to himself, 'What a coincidence. It's the same for my clan as well. At most, our martial legacies are developed on the foundation of Daoism.'
Hearing his words, the faces of that black-robed old man and the other four Blood Dragon Sect martial practitioners all turned slightly green.
The husband and wife controlling the black-and-white sword light, the Changli Mountain martial practitioners, Bai Jingkang and Wang Bing, felt incomparably fortunate.
However, after hearing Hai Zhengjie's words, Bai Jingkang and his wife felt somewhat uneasy.
As Hai Zhengjie had said, their Changli Mountain was a sect that had been born and raised in the Vast Ocean World after the Great Calamity, slowly developing.
Yan Zhaoge did not cease in his actions, his palms still forcefully pressing together, squeezing Hai Zhengjie to the point that he was unable to move.
"Whether or not it has anything to do with the Changli Mountain dao arena of pre-Great Calamity times, at least this name sounds very pleasing to my ears," Yan Zhaoge said nonchalantly.
Hai Zhengjie and the others wanted to cry but had no tears to shed.
Encountering someone who did things based on his mood, his likes and dislikes, what logic was there to speak of?
Even a thousand pieces of gold could not buy one's happiness.
Hai Zhengjie said with difficulty, "Forget it. Today, it is our skills that are inferior. Since you are protecting Bai Jingkang and his wife, we will not make things difficult for you."
Looking at him, Yan Zhaoge said mildly, "Why didn't I see you being this courteous before making a move just now? If my cultivation base had been slightly weaker, I would already have died at your hands along with that husband and wife. "
"If it were any other time, I might still consider it." Yan Zhaoge raised his head and gazed at the unstable dimensional passageway entrance up in the sky, "Time is pressing today. I have no time to entertain you. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust."
Saying thus, Yan Zhaoge abruptly increased his force once more.
Hai Zhengjie was greatly shocked, "You …"
Before he had finished speaking, a change suddenly occurred between Yan Zhaoge's palms.
Previously, he had executed the Heavenly Broad Creed Palm with his palms, combining the power that could flip the heavens and overturn the earth, pressuring Hai Zhengjie.
Now, however, the power that could overturn the heavens and the earth had suddenly vanished. At this moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to cease to exist altogether.
The world seemed to have returned to before the heavens and the earth had opened, everything still in a state of chaos.
No yin, no yang, no before, no after, no beginning, no end, no movement, no stability.
Yan Zhaoge's expression was calm as he continued bringing his palms together towards the centre.
The next moment, the chaos mightily exploded!
It was as though all things had been subsumed within chaos before the chaos was extinguished, the universe opening once more!
The boundless, tyrannical power that was tyrannical beyond compare rampantly broke through all of Hai Zhengjie's layers of defences!
As Yan Zhaoge brought his palms together, that power seemed infinite as it unceasingly crushed Hai Zhengjie's body amidst his tragic cries.
Seeing this, the black-robed old man and the other Blood Dragon Sect martial practitioners were instantly shocked whilst also enraged.
Having taken care of Hai Zhengjie, Yan Zhaoge swivelled his head, seeing the black-robed old man and the others fleeing together towards the dimensional passageway up above.
"Go!" Yan Zhaoge did not move from the spot as a streak of green light shot out from his right sleeve, shooting straight into the skies.
The green light seemed to merge as one with the sky, yet a sharp crimson light flickered at the edges of the green light, resembling a mournful scar that had been slashed open within the sky.
Yan Zhaoge wielded the high-grade spirit artifact, the Green Abyss Sword. Where his sword-light passed, frenzied tides of death surged.
Bai Jingkang and Wang Bing of Changli Mountain were currently dazed as they watched from the side.
The two of them looked at each other, rejoicing in their hearts, but also fearful. "The spiritual Qi pulsation of this world doesn't feel suitable for us Qi Cultivators to cultivate. How can this young man have such a high cultivation?"
Yan Zhaoge sent a sound transmission to the others at this moment, "The level of revival in their martial arts is not low, but it should not surpass our Eight Extremities World at its highest."
"This Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster is an elite amongst his generation in terms of talent and strength, a peak existence. Yet, his accompanying spirit artifact is still a mid-grade spirit artifact. This means that in that Vast Ocean World, high-grade spirit artifacts are just as rare as in our Eight Extremities World."
"Perhaps it is the restriction of artifact forging or the restriction of resources. Still, the quality of the accompanying weapons of martial practitioners there should not surpass that of our Eight Extremities World at its highest."
After taking care of the people of the Blood Dragon Sect, Yan Zhaoge descended from the air, bringing them over to the side of Bai Jingkang and his wife as he nodded, "Greetings to the two of you."
Bai Jingkang and his wife hurriedly said that they dared not, their gazes that were on Yan Zhaoge vaguely somewhat uneasy. (To be continued.)
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