Holy Fist
Chapter 822 - 367 Professional Sublimation, Martial Arts Grandmaster! (6.4k)_3

Chapter 822: 367 Professional Sublimation, Martial Arts Grandmaster! (6.4k)_3

"Swish!"

Jiao Ze tapped the tip of his toe, attempting a quick dodge.

But, Bai Xiao’s figure suddenly blurred as he entered the time-accelerated state of the Momentary Lotus. Not only did he catch up to Jiao Ze, but his punch was also so fast that it was like a meteor catching up to the moon, crashing heavily towards Jiao Ze’s forehead!

"Heavenly Dragon Host, Blood Dragon Heart!"

Jiao Ze was pushed to his limit. With no other choice, he had to activate his seventh Perfect Host. Instantly, his chest swelled as if the embryo of a fierce beast was being nurtured inside. His heart expanded, and its beating slowed down, while the muscles on its surface grew increasingly tough, comparable to alloy. Each thick blood vessel swelled two to three times its size!

"Boom!"

The heart thudded once.

It was like a massive pump, starting with electricity.

The Dragon Heart compressed, and the blood within his body surged like light, racing through every corner of his body, bringing with it a terrifying power and might.

"Boom!"

Bai Xiao’s ferocious punch directly hit its mark.

His fist pressed firmly against Jiao Ze’s forehead, unmoving.

The surrounding air current violently shook, the ground rumbled, and the stormy gusts swept through the area behind, directly collapsing a swaying building.

However.

Jiao Ze slowly lifted his head, his bones crackling as numerous blood vessels snaked over his face, twisted and sinister. A thick, dense phantom of black scales covered his face like a mask. The only thing visible was a pair of vertical pupils, carrying an inexplicable aura of majesty and arrogance.

"Drip, drip, drip..."

Several drops of fresh blood slowly dripped down from Jiao Ze’s forehead.

He wore a ferocious smile on his face, which coupled with the blood, appeared even more fearsome. A savage beast-like power enveloped all directions.

"Body of the Heavenly Dragon, Seven Major Hosts."

"Apart from the final Heavenly Dragon Will, I’ve already cultivated it to the Perfect Realm. With all seven hosts activated, I already possess all the elements of the body of the Heavenly Dragon! All that’s missing is the final touch of the Heavenly Dragon Will!"

With a boom, Jiao Ze threw a punch, directly pushing back the golden silhouette in front.

He walked forward slowly, like a humanoid Heavenly Dragon, roaming at will. His overbearing aura and strength enveloped and suppressed the entire area.

"Bai Xiao, as you wish!"

"Ten years of sealing secret techniques, plus the seven major Heavenly Dragon Hosts..."

"This is my ultimate form!"

"How will you face it!?"

The contours of Jiao Ze’s face bore a subtle dragon-like appearance, with an imposing pair of vertical pupils locked firmly onto Bai Xiao’s figure. The sound from his throat rumbled like thunder.

The tumultuous momentum was like a massive black wave tens of stories high, crashing forward. There was no room to dodge, no place to escape.

It blocked out the sun, obstructing the light.

As if the only outcome was to be engulfed or devoured.

Directly opposite, Bai Xiao’s entire body glowed with a golden light, trembling slightly, flickering like water ripples, as if it might shatter at any moment. Yet, he remained exceptionally calm, showing no sign of panic, his expression as usual.

Bai Xiao quietly looked ahead.

Jiao Ze had already charged over, with every step causing the earth to boom. As he ran wildly, all the buildings on both sides exploded violently, as if flattened by an invisible giant. As Jiao Ze got closer, the intangible presence on his body suddenly solidified, revealing a majestic black Heavenly Dragon phantom.

The Heavenly Dragon dove, its body towering, its dragon might terrifying!

Underneath a Peak Faction Master, probably no one could take this move head-on!

But, Bai Xiao could!

"How should I face it? Haha..."

A faint smile appeared on his expressionless face.

"Do you want to know how the one with the sword died just now?"

"Then let me tell you!"

Bai Xiao stood firm, unmoving. A thread of platinum-colored airflow emerged from every corner of his powerful body, surging skyward like violent steam, flashing a majestic divine phantom.

The glazed flames burned quietly, mysterious forbidden waves circulated.

The next second.

A platinum-colored glazed elephant phantom appeared on Bai Xiao’s body surface, carrying terrifying power, revolving like planets around a star.

"Useless!"

"It will only be obliterated in the wrath of the Heavenly Dragon!"

Jiao Ze fully transformed into a dragon, with a furious black dragon shadow roaring above.

The terrifying aura instantly engulfed Bai Xiao.

A single Earth Glaze Elephant God was indeed useless. Jiao Ze had already taken on two of Bai Xiao’s elephants before, he was not a typical Transformation Realm Master!

"Buzz."

However, Bai Xiao seemed indifferent, his body trembling slightly.

Another glazed elephant phantom roared into appearance.

Jiao Ze continued his charge.

Next, he saw an unprecedented terrifying golden dragon shadow emerging, intertwining, burning with glazed flames. The terrible concentrated aura it held was a notch higher than the glazed elephant phantom!

"Buzz."

Another tremor.

The second golden dragon shadow emerged from the depths of his body.

At this moment, Bai Xiao’s body.

Two dragons and two elephants circled around!

Jiao Ze’s pupils contracted, but there was no turning back after drawing the bow. He had already forced his way to Bai Xiao, the enormous black Heavenly Dragon head opening its terrifying jaws.

With terrifying power, he was already attacking the opponent.

"Bang!!!"

Bai Xiao stood firm, his pupils burning with platinum flames.

With a sweeping punch, as if he could subdue both heaven and earth.