Chen Luoyang's expression was calm as he looked at the distant sea.
He looked like he had nothing to do, but in reality, he was once again feeling his body's condition and making the final preparations before the final battle.
His body was still a distance away from recovery.
However, he could already faintly feel that his power was slowly breaking through the limits of the thirteenth realm, and was about to reappear at the fourteenth realm.
The true power of the fourteenth realm was the two forms of "Zhu Rong" that he had prepared in his left and right arms.
In his current state, he could already adapt to the existence of these two forms of "Zhu Rong," and it did not affect his ability to use other techniques.
He had already memorized the characteristics of Yu Wen Feng's martial arts.
The information provided by Black Pot pointed out the flaws in the opponent's martial arts and placed them in front of Chen Luoyang.
However, realistically speaking, there were not many points that could be used.
It was not that Yu Wen Feng had no flaws to speak of, but the flaws in his martial arts were negligible to opponents of the same level.
Just like the previous Sword Emperor Wang Jian.
It was not that there were no flaws, but that the flaws were very small, and opponents of the same level would have a hard time grasping them.
Flaws and flaws were fleeting, and the opportunity was often only a moment.
If one could not grasp it, and the opponent made a change, and one still rushed forward, it would be the same as sending oneself to the opponent's sword, and giving the opponent a flaw.
Like the Black Emperor Seok's obvious flaw, among the experts of Emperor Wu's level, he was a rare exception.
If it were Yu Wen Feng, Wang Jian, and the others, to grasp their flaws, they would have to carefully grasp the opportunity.
And once they made a move, they would have to completely defeat the opponent, and not give the opponent a chance to make up for it.
Just like how he dealt with the Sword Emperor Wang Jian in the battle of Nanyun Mountain.
Chen Luoyang continued to think in his heart.
Unlike using words to counter moves, in actual combat, the situation could change in an instant. It was useless to know where the opponent's flaws were, one had to know how to grasp them.
To a certain extent, he had to thank Yu Wen Feng for sending him the long stone.
The eleven words on it were equivalent to demonstrating the first eleven moves of the Twelve Yan Huang Calamities.
As Chen Luoyang thought back, he compared the information in the black pot. He looked at the images of light and shadow that pointed out the opponent's flaws. As he compared the two images, he had a better idea of the situation.
After going through everything in his mind again, Chen Luoyang began to relax his body and mind.
He glanced down from the corner of his eye and looked at his heart.
He had done some experiments before. Although it wasn't perfect, it should come in handy in the future.
Chen Luoyang exhaled softly.
He looked at the distant sea again.
After looking at it for a while, he suddenly had a thought.
There seemed to be something in the sea that was attracting him.
At first, Chen Luoyang thought that he had paid too much attention to the fight with the Saber Emperor Yu Wen Feng. So, his state of mind had become unstable, and he was somewhat absent-minded.
But when he calmed down and carefully sensed the faintly discernible airflow between heaven and earth, he confirmed that what he had just sensed was not an illusion.
There was indeed something in the sea that was attracting him.
… Or in other words, attracting something on his body?
That black pot, that mirror, or that rusted bronze sword?
Chen Luoyang was greatly surprised.
However, this feeling seemed to be there and not there at the same time. It was fluctuating and unstable, which made it difficult for him to grasp the opponent's specific position. He could only roughly estimate that it was not near the shore, but in the distant deep sea.
What concerned Chen Luoyang more was that he seemed to feel a vigorous vitality from it, which made him feel comfortable both physically and mentally.
He wanted to probe the Fiery Dragon and go deep into the sea to explore.
But he quickly gave up on this idea.
Because in the distant sky, there was an eagle cry.
Along with this eagle cry, a small black dot quickly rose on the horizon, and then quickly flew closer. The black dot also became bigger, revealing the true appearance of the giant eagle.
On the head of the giant eagle, there was a figure.
It was the leader of the alien race, the Saber Emperor Yu Wen Feng.
As the man and the eagle approached, the giant eagle spread its wings and hovered in the air. For a moment, the two wings seemed to cover the sky and the sun.
In the fiery red auspicious cloud under Chen Luoyang's feet, there was a dragon cry that pierced through the sky.
As the fiery red sea of clouds rolled, it seemed to be burning, turning the sky into a sea of fire.
The giant dragon with a body length of more than two hundred meters was rising and falling in the sea of fire, its head and tail hidden.
In the air, the giant eagle under Saber Emperor Yu Wen Feng's feet, let out a long cry.
The pair of eagle eyes were full of fear.
Although this eagle was an anomaly between heaven and earth, it could almost be called the current king of birds of prey in the Divine Land.
But in front of the real dragon, this giant eagle was still weak.
One eagle and one dragon, there was a gap in strength between the two sides.
The former was equivalent to an expert in the twelfth realm of Martial Arts, which was already something to be proud of.
But the latter was equivalent to Emperor Wu in the thirteenth realm of Martial Arts.
The gap between the two sides was huge.
However, the dragon bloodline had a natural majesty that could deter other creatures.
Therefore, when there was a gap in strength between the two sides, the suppression was particularly obvious.
If Yu Wen Feng on the giant eagle's head hadn't helped it block the influence of the dragon's might, the situation under the giant eagle's eyes would have been even worse.
Saber Emperor Yu Wen Feng couldn't help but laugh.
He tiptoed to the giant eagle. "Thank you for your hard work."
The giant eagle let out another long cry, as if to express that it didn't care.
However, its nervousness and fear towards the Fiery Dragon were obvious and hard to conceal.
Yu Wen Feng lifted his head to look at the fiery red dragon's prestige and auspicious cloud under Chen Luoyang's feet, clicking his tongue in admiration. "Not bad indeed."
He looked at Chen Luoyang and said with a smile, "I like this trophy a lot."
Chen Luoyang didn't get angry. He just said indifferently, "I hope your saber is as good as your mouth."
Yu Wen Feng looked at him, shook his head and laughed, "Don't be so nervous. For you and me, words don't have much use. I have never thought about that. I just say whatever comes to my mind. The Fiery Dragon you got from Li Yuanlong is really good. I also like it."
He smiled and said, "Winning this dragon from you is more gratifying to me than getting it from Li Yuanlong's hands.
Just like how I am very happy to see you change the name of Yujing City.
For me, how can conquering Yujing City be more satisfying than conquering Luoyang City? "
"From your brother Xiu Zhe, Wang Jian, and Li Yuanlong's mouths, I have heard the same words you just said many times." With his hands behind his back, Chen Luoyang casually said, "I've come to a conclusion from my experience. The fiercer the words, the more powerful the person is, the more disappointing it is."
He looked at Saber Emperor Yu Wen Feng and said indifferently, "In order to avoid being disappointed again, right now, in my eyes, you are at the same level as Xiu Zhe, Wang Jian, and Li Yuanlong. I sincerely hope that you can show me some real skills and surprise me."
The Saber Emperor laughed out loud, "Then what are you waiting for? Let's begin!"
After saying that, he left the head of the giant eagle and walked in the sky, heading towards the deep sea.
His laughter spread far and wide. It seemed like the whole world was shaking as he said, "Let's begin." The battle between the Demon Emperor and the Saber Emperor had officially begun.
Chen Luoyang's expression didn't change. He also stepped forward and left the head of the Fiery Dragon.
The Fiery Dragon roared.
"Stay here. I'll be back soon." Chen Luoyang's eyes looked straight into the Fiery Dragon's eyes.
The black light in his eyes turned dark gold at this moment.
The Fiery Dragon let out a low roar as it came into contact with the Demon God's eyes. It lowered its giant head.
Su Ye wasn't here, nor were there any other experts of the Devil religion.
Chen Luoyang was going to fight with Yu Wen Feng.
The Fiery Dragon suddenly realized that it had a chance to regain its freedom.
The proud nature of the Dragon Tribe made it unwilling to become someone else's mount.
It was fine if it didn't have a chance. But now, it had a chance. The thought of running away emerged in its mind again.
However, the Fiery Dragon suddenly felt weak as it looked at the pair of eyes that were flashing with dark gold light.
It had a premonition that no matter where it ran, it would be caught by the other side and its skin would be pulled out.
This fear that was rooted in the depths of its soul forced the Fiery Dragon to give up the thought of running away.
It felt humiliated, but it couldn't do anything about it.
Chen Luoyang nodded and patted the dragon's horn. Then, he also walked towards the direction of the deep sea …
The news of the battle between the two Emperors had spread all over the world.
The Ancient God Peak, the Main Altar of Evil Religion, naturally received the news.
The disciples of the Devil religion who stayed behind were discussing.
However, there was only one core idea.
Their Hierarch would definitely defeat the Blade Emperor and lead the Devil religion to sweep across the world and swallow the entire Divine Land.
"Strange race brat, what a waste of effort. What the Black Emperor has done is futile. It's just a last-ditch struggle. When the Hierarch returns to the Middle Earth, he'll be dealt with as easily as flipping his hand!" A disciple of the Devil religion said loudly.
The people beside him all agreed.
The news that just came from the north was that the Black Tortoise's First Night "Ghost Dragon" Su Ye had successfully broken through the bottleneck and became the youngest Emperor Wu in the history of the Divine Land after the Demon Emperor.
Although he was a bit unreliable, his strength was there. With his brother Su Wei's reminder and care, after Su Ye came out of seclusion, he used him as the vanguard and the Devil religion beat the strange races until they couldn't even raise their heads.
It was a bit unexpected, but it seemed to be reasonable.
The Left Sage Prince of the strange races, the Black Emperor Seok, had appeared.
He, who hadn't recovered from his heavy injuries, couldn't do anything to a single King Wu, much less Su Ye.
However, he had other methods.
First, after the defeat at the Thousand Tide Mountain, Xiu Zhe had gradually made up for the flaws in his martial arts. He was no longer afraid of the flames.
Second, he finally had to let go of his self-restraint and let the Black Death Poison run endlessly.
He didn't plan to fight with Su Ye head-on.
Instead, he avoided her and planned to kill each other.
If you kill all of our people, I'll kill all of yours.
The high-level martial artists couldn't do anything, but the middle and low-level martial artists and ordinary citizens couldn't resist.
In terms of speed and efficiency in killing the weak, the Black Death Tome could be said to be the best in China.
Regarding this somewhat shameless method, the higher-ups of the Devil religion had no choice but to ask Su Ye to slow down and gradually fall into a standoff with the strange races.
When the news spread back to the main altar, the disciples of the Devil religion were naturally enraged.
Everyone's attention was on the East Sea, in the north.
No one noticed that a figure had quietly entered the Zhu Rong Burning Sky Array.
He looked down at the magma below in Silence.
The fire reflected the huge mask on his face, making him look especially ferocious.
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