Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2504: 2494 Aura of Heavenly Dao

Chapter 2504: Chapter 2494 Aura of Heavenly Dao

Shiran looked in amazement at the multicolored light bursting from Long Yan, bound by the white light. Is this Divine Fire? With my aura of Heavenly Dao as a blessing, no Divine Fire affects me at all. Does Long Yan really think he can overturn the situation with this Divine Fire?

Something’s not right!

Shiran’s eyes widened. Looking from Long Yan’s perspective, he couldn’t see his eyes. This thing is not Divine Fire. None of my Buddha’s Light feels scorched. Instead, it’s as if Long Yan’s power needs to grow more and more.

The longer it goes, the more unpredictable the dream. Shiran’s Demon-Subduing Pestle in hand sped up, aiming to take Long Yan’s life directly, fearing delay could lead to change. But just when he saw the smile lifting on Long Yan’s lips, the entire timing had already been missed. A multicolored armor had wrapped around Long Yan’s body.

The unbeatable Demon-Subduing Pestle had hit Long Yan, yet only produced a clanging sound of metal clashing. When the white arm retracted, a crisp sound emanated from the Demon-Subduing Pestle in hand, and then it broke into two pieces.

Shiran looked puzzled at his Demon-Subduing Pestle, broken into two segments.

This Demon-Subduing Pestle was crafted from a part of my body after achieving my current state, and it just broke like that in one go?

Although its quality didn’t look that great, my Demon-Subduing Pestle was almost comparable to Immortal Gold, and now it’s broken.

During a brief moment of distraction, Long Yan’s body was already covered by the multicolored armor, only leaving the golden eyes exposed, flashing some unknown light.

“How can you?”

Long Yan slightly exerted himself, and the white Buddha Light that had been binding his body turned into numerous white points of light floating in the air. With just a wave of Long Yan’s hand, the surrounding white light shattered into countless pieces like a mirror.

“What? Surprised? Just like you, it’s merely external power.”

A soft laugh came from under Long Yan’s armor. Shiran had resorted to power beyond himself, and naturally, Long Yan wouldn’t hold back. But thankfully, the full-powered Martial God Array still had time left for usage; otherwise, Long Yan would really have fallen into Shiran’s hands today.

“Now we’re even.”

The Magic Gun flew back into Long Yan’s hand. Feeling its master’s strength surging, even the gun let out a cheerful trill, trembling as if it wanted to leap from his grip.

A weapon with an artifact spirit is just like this, becoming stronger as its master grows in strength. Long Yan stood with the spear in mid-air, facing off with Shiran.

“Seems like I still lost.”

Shiran smiled helplessly. Having achieved the state of enlightenment, he had only preliminarily reached a celestial status, but he could already sense that terrifying power inside Long Yan’s body. Naturally, he understood that after Long Yan used this power, there wasn’t even the slightest chance of victory for him.

Long Yan said nothing, just raised the Magic Gun in his hand to end the battle with this final strike. Shiran, as if sensing something, spread his four arms in attack mode. Shiran’s combat ceased to be cautious; in a final showdown, there’s only attack, no defense.

His body filled with the Heavenly Dao’s aura gradually became golden. Suddenly, Shiran vanished from the original spot, and simultaneously Long Yan disappeared as well. Only the sound of clashing metal echoed through the air. Long Yan’s long spear was tightly woven, both sides tacitly choosing not to defend their body’s vital points. Long Yan had armor; Shiran had a trace of Heavenly Dao’s aura.

Having clashed countless rounds without knowing how many, they only knew to direct their weapons at each other. A thud sounded; the Magic Gun in Long Yan’s hand swept Shiran away, but in the next second, Shiran appeared behind Long Yan again, aiming the White Jade Monk Bowl at the back of Long Yan’s head.

If an onlooker saw their fight, it would surely drive them mad. One in final form of the Martial God Array, the other a Bodhisattva of the enlightened path; their battle was like a brawl between ruffians: you stab me with a spear, I hit you with a monk bowl. Until the end, the sealed space by Shiran began collapsing again.

Yet Shiran was unaware. The forces both used were overly powerful. Even with Shiran’s seal, the situation wouldn’t improve. They had to fight with all their might; the Magic Gun and the weapons on the four arms didn’t pause for a moment. Long Yan, despite having two fewer arms than Shiran, still held the upper hand with his spear technique.

“Creak!”

As the White Jade Monk Bowl hit Long Yan’s head, it shattered into countless fragments. Shiran initially crafted the monk bowl as an artifact, but now he used it as a blunt tool. Such lavish waste of a treasure seemed beyond anyone except Shiran.

As the battle intensified, the monk staff broke apart as well, and the long knife in his right hand turned to countless shards. Only the Demon-Subduing Pestle in his hand still persisted, gradually cracking with each collision. Shiran had to constantly use his Buddha Light to reform the Demon-Subduing Pestle to keep it going.

Despite this, the multicolored armor on Long Yan began developing cracks as well. The multicolored light on Long Yan’s Magic Gun condensed, preparing for the concluding strike. Win or lose, it would be the end.

Shiran understood Long Yan’s intentions, forcing his Buddha’s Light to the limit within his body, and injecting it forcibly into the Demon-Subduing Pestle. Brightening even more than before, the energy within the white jade Demon-Subduing Pestle was obvious at a glance.

In the next second, the two collided, and then an invisible shockwave surged around. Countless fragments of space swept over, and this collision completely disintegrated that space.

Chu Meng waited outside for Long Yan to emerge. Chu Lu’s arm had stopped bleeding; if he wanted to be a mercenary again, it would probably be challenging. Zhu Ying, sensitive as she was, had recovered after leaving the temple, now attending to the injured Chu Lu alongside Tian Luo Yi.

She herself sat under a tree, staring blankly at the temple gate. Chu Meng knew the battle that followed wasn’t something she could aid in. Reflecting on her encounters with Long Yan, her once proud strength and experience seemed to hold no sway.

Suddenly, a sharp cracking sound came from inside the temple. With it, a layer around seemed like cling film gradually breaking apart, and the ground gave a tremor, irregular in pattern.

“Roar!”

A roar sounded not far behind, a huge shadow covered the four of them. Chu Meng’s heart skipped. The Demon Beast in front of her was too familiar. It was the absolute monarch of the Demon Beast Mountain Range’s center: the Cracked Earth Bear.

Chu Meng removed the long spear from her back. Tian Luo Yi dragged Chu Lu behind, holding a dagger, leaping onto a tree, ready in the dark to give the Cracked Earth Bear a blow. However, an odd thing happened: the Cracked Earth Bear didn’t show any malice, just stood foolishly still.

“What should we do?”

Chu Meng exchanged a glance with Tian Luo Yi hidden in the shrubs. With Long Yan absent, they must hold off this beast first!