Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 818 - 429 Arrogant_2

Chapter 818: 429 Arrogant_2

White Bone Mountain showed no reaction, but the accumulated bones rapidly melted, collapsing instantly.

The Dao Saint smiled triumphantly, swinging his sword, pointing towards the Black Water River.

"The great river flows like a thread, with vast waves!"

"Listen closely!"

"Beyond the border, frost waves roll with snow, endless Hu frost, dreams broken by the river!"

As the chant ended, a sword slashed down!

The Black Water River suddenly froze, cracking and solidifying into an ice river.

The Dao Saint laughed heartily, stepping on the ice river, soaring like the wind, marching forward with unstoppable momentum.

Soon, he suddenly halted, seeing a burning Dragon Chair ahead, surrounded by flames, with heatwaves pushing him back.

"Tsk tsk, even the National Protection Formation of the Li Yang ancestor has been brought here by you!"

The Dao Saint chuckled helplessly.

Whoosh!

The purple fire surged high, transforming into a flame giant, wearing a dragon crown, clad in a dragon robe, and wielding the Li Yang Saint Sword, imposing and majestic.

"Kneel!"

The flame giant, akin to an emperor approaching, with supreme authority, roared loudly.

An edict issued, immense pressure descended, as if the heavens were enraged.

The Dao Saint’s robe fluttered, his body remained unmoved, a hint of a smile flickering on his face.

The flame giant sat on the Dragon Chair, immediately brandishing the sword, releasing a shimmering purple fire sword light, sweeping across the land.

"Hmm, not bad, it’s been quite some time since I’ve witnessed the divine might of Li Yang Purple Fire."

The Dao Saint grinned, saying, "As for flames, I know a thing or two."

Speaking, his hands quickly formed seals, his chest swelling dramatically as if a basketball was stuffed inside, then he unleashed a fiery breath.

The color was deep red and dark, incomparably hot, arrogant and ferocious, its intense brilliance capable of piercing through all obstacles.

"Flames soar to the nine heavens, smoke rolls thirty thousand miles."

"Behold, my Samadhi True Fire!"

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The Li Yang Purple Fire and dark red flame entwined like a dragon and serpent, fiercely clashing, scorching earth and refining everything to ashes.

Gradually, the Li Yang Saint Sword began to tremble uncontrollably, showing signs of defeat.

Yet the Dao Saint remained calm and composed, at ease and unhurried.

The might and terror of Taoism’s Samadhi True Fire was beyond imagination, firmly suppressing the rampant and overbearing Li Yang Purple Fire.

"The earthly dynasty’s fire cannot ultimately match the extraordinary fire of Taoism!"

The Dao Saint laughed heartily, eyebrows dancing in merriment.

Suddenly, the light dimmed as large shadows were cast behind him.

"Hmm??"

A chill ran through the Dao Saint’s heart, as the corner of his eye caught sight of a massive hand descending from the sky at lightning speed.

"This is the Void Hand!"

His eyes narrowed as he clicked his tongue, "Even the array from the Void Saint’s lair, the Demon Ridge Mountains, has been brought here?"

Instantly, his right hand shot out, poised to unleash a domineering Innate Divine Palm!

But as he raised his hand, his foot suddenly sank, trapping him in a mire.

Strangely, the black water above the mire was tumbling, bubbling fiercely.

The Dao Saint’s expression changed as he looked up.

Sure enough, a White Bone Mountain rose beneath the Dragon Chair, lifting the flame giant.

The bones burned fiercely, fueling the Li Yang Purple Fire to grow wildly.

In an instant, the Li Yang Purple Fire reversed its decline, aggressively retaliating, incomparably fierce.

As the Samadhi True Fire recoiled, it was no longer as potent, failing to thoroughly defeat the Li Yang Purple Fire.

White Mountain Black Water, Li Yang Formation, Swamp Formation, and also...

The Void Hand impudently descended!

Boom!

The Dao Saint shook violently, robes tearing apart, fragments scattering everywhere.

"Oh, is the power of the Void Hand really so strong?"

The Dao Saint was struck down, his head confused.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the Void Hand bore several Vajra Beads.

"Good, good, good!"

The Dao Saint’s face turned angry, veins bulging, then he raised his sword above his head to block the Vajra Void Hand.

"Unexpectedly, these arrays are not independent, but have been merged together, forming a combined array."

"Though simple and crude, it’s quite practical!"

The Dao Saint suddenly understood everything.

The preceding arrays were merely testing him.

Until now, the killing intent was fully revealed!

Nonetheless, the Dao Saint, proud and unrivaled all his life, had never faced simultaneous attacks from six Martial Saint level super arrays.

For a time, his feet sank into the mire, with black water swallowing him up to the knees.

The Li Yang Purple Fire rampaged ahead, while the Vajra Void Hand took advantage from above.

And behind?

The Dao Saint’s heart skipped a beat, every cell in his body screaming warnings.

Buzz buzz buzz~

In the next moment, the sound of swords resounded loudly!

The Dao Saint’s scalp tingled, he quickly turned his head.

What met his eyes was a young woman of extremely beautiful appearance, her cultivation seemingly only at the Martial King Realm.

But that wasn’t the point.

The point was, above the young woman’s head, hovered thirty-six treasured swords.

The Dao Saint’s pupils shrank inward fiercely, he recognized those swords.

They were all Holy Swords used by Sword Saints of past generations, stored in the Sword Tomb of Myriad Sword Mountain!

Logically, only a Sword Saint could wield these Holy Swords.

However, the young woman raised her delicate hand, causing the thirty-six Holy Swords to tremble in unison, responding to each other.

"Is it possible, Sword Seed Inheritance!"

The Dao Saint suddenly realized, it was undeniable, the young woman had obtained the Sword Seed Inheritance, she could also wield those Holy Swords.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!

One after another, the Holy Swords shot forth, the overwhelming sword might shocking the world, wrapped in the supreme Sword Intent of generations of Sword Saints, tearing through time and space, destroying eternity!

The Dao Saint grew impatient, though his Thousand-Hammered Innate Body might be indestructible, it definitely couldn’t withstand the might of thirty-six Sword Saints.