Intense Battle, Descending Dragon Palm Breakthrough

Xu Yan, while formidable in his own right, wielding the ruthless Descending Dragon Palm, was nonetheless outmatched in combat experience by the Blood Demon.

As he unleashed his Descending Dragon Palm, at the moment when his guard was momentarily lowered above him, Xu Yan felt a prick in his heart and identified the problem.

However, this brief window of vulnerability meant life or death, victory or defeat, for the battle-scarred Blood Demon.

Hovering mid-air, his long knife radiated a chilling gleam as it cut through the empty space above.

In an instant, Xu Yan felt goosebumps and a powerful sense of danger descending upon him. It was too late for him to defend against it with his palm.

A picture of The Eight Diagrams instinctively emerged in his mind during this crisis. With a sudden insight, he shifted his steps and vanished on the spot, only to reappear a few yards away.

Boom!

A trench appeared on the ground where the Blood Demon's knife had fiercely struck.

A wave of dismay washed over him!

At such a critical moment, his opponent had managed to dodge, but what kind of movement technique was that?

At this moment, Xu Yan was still shaken, his heart pounding hard, his vitality boiling, and a giant dragon swirling around him, its power growing stronger and stronger.

He had had a brush with death just then!

If it hadn't been for the sudden enlightenment brought about by The Eight Diagrams emerging in his mind during the crisis, he wouldn't have been able to come up with the new movement technique and dodge the attack.

He was both shocked and incensed at this moment.

As his body moved, he vanished, appearing instantly beside the Blood Demon, and blasted out his Descending Dragon Palm.

Teleportation!

Boom!

The Blood Demon's eyes were icy, his long knife flickered, and his swordplay unfolded. The chilling blade aura intertwined and steadily advanced, using its formidable strength to continuously shatter the power of the Descending Dragon Palm.

The pressure forced Xu Yan to switch positions frequently to dodge.

A few strands of blood-sucking ghosts began to creep out from the Blood Demon's body with each strike, covering the surrounding area, seemingly forming a massive net.

Xu Yan's gaze was solemn; his opponent was slightly more powerful than him.

Especially that ruthless sword technique and the chilly, eerie aura were incredibly odd.

If it weren't for his immense and flaming vitality, which allowed him to ignore the chilling aura's invasion, he might have already been paralyzed, drastically reducing his combat power.

Xu Yan frowned. As the battle intensified, his mind became clearer, and he cast aside all distractions, immersing himself completely in the combat.

The pattern of The Eight Diagrams emerged in his mind, and with each step, he shifted positions.

The technique of teleportation gradually grew more proficient with the progression of the battle.

Boom!

The overbearing power of the Descending Dragon Palm had been once again shattered by his opponent's attack.

The blade light dashed aggressively towards Xu Yan, who teleported once again, dodging it.

It was at this moment, the mantra of Descending Dragon Palm emerged in his mind.

His vitality boiled even more, and he seemed to be in a state of fervor. Suddenly, he roared out, pushed both his palms, and a gigantic Descending Dragon Palm power rushed out, splitting halfway into eighteen fierce dragons, instantly enveloping the Blood Demon.

Descending Dragon Palm Mastery!

With each passing moment in the battle, the Blood Demon became more shocked. The opponent was supposed to be inferior to him in both realm and strength.

However, the formidable and awe-inspiring palm power was astonishing. Even the Blood Demon felt it somewhat strenuous to shatter it.

Moreover, each transformation of the Dragon Palm's power formed a joint attack on him.

"This youngster is somewhat troublesome. He's not even afraid of my Blood Demon's ghastly aura; he even seems to be able to counter it!"

That blaze-like vitality kept dissipating his chilling aura.

The more he felt this way, the more he craved it. If he could devour the opponent, his strength would further increase.

Never before had he seen a martial artist with such powerful vitality.

Such pure blood essence contained a vast amount of spiritual essence.

No one in the Inner Domain had such pure blood essence.

Even a Grandmaster didn't have it!

As the eighteen giant dragons swooped in for a joint attack, the Blood Demon's blade gleam surged spectacularly, scattering the Descending Dragon Palms' power in an instant, and charged towards Xu Yan with a speed that had reached its peak.

With each strike of his blade, Xu Yan was once again pushed to a disadvantage.

The teleportation technique was used more and more frequently, dodging continuously. However, he was not the least bit flustered, his gaze fixed firmly on the Blood Demon.

His jade bones glowed luminously, and his exuberant vitality seemed limitless.

"… Its demeanor ruins the world, its rage frightens the heaven and earth."

All of a sudden, the formula of the Descending Dragon Palm emerged in his mind, and he had a sudden insight in the midst of the battle.

"While my dragon palm power is impressive and seemingly unrivaled, it lacks the true 'demeanor' that can ruin the world.

"It is said that 'its demeanor ruins the world, its rage frightens the heaven and earth. How can it frighten the heaven and earth without rage?' My Descending Dragon Palm is lacking the 'demeanor' and the 'rage'. It is only with rage that it can frighten the heaven and earth?"

Xu Yan's mind was clear. The insight surfaced in his mind. In an instant, he seemed to have a deeper understanding of the Descending Dragon Palm, as if he had broken through a mental bottleneck.

Suddenly, he halted and launched a formidable palm strike.

This strike was significantly different from the previous ones.

The moment he dispelled his palm power, it seemed to be accompanied by a howling sound, and a chilling sense of majesty resonated out.

This dragon-shaped palm force seemed more solid and more rhythmic.

The speed also increased significantly in an instant.

Roar!

The giant dragon opened its mouth, seemingly roaring as it fiercely charged towards the Blood Demon.

"Cut!"

The Blood Demon felt a chill in his heart and slashed out with his knife. However, this strike didn't shatter the force of the palm. Yet, there was a sweeping force, like a giant mountain slamming towards him, its momentum unabated, as the dragon tail viciously swept towards him..

"Not good!"

Xue Wuxin's face slightly changes, his figure leaps up, dodging the strike.

Boom!

Another massive dragon thunders over.

Then, one after another, massive dragons continuously howl towards him. Each dragon exudes an intimidating force. Xue Wuxin's heart tightens, as he looks at Xu Yan in horror.

"Did he just breakthrough?"

What kind of monster is this!

Xu Yan expels the ominous energy from his chest, his eyes light up with a chilling glint. He has achieved enlightenment!

The Descending Dragon Palm has broken through its bottleneck, stepping into a new level.

"Its fury shakes the heavens and the earth. I can't fully grasp it yet. I can't make the dragon-shaped palm force truly angry, truly imbued with the 'fury' momentum. But, I can manifest this fury in another way!"

Xu Yan looks at Xue Wuxin, who has been continuously pushed back by the Descending Dragon Palm. It's his turn to strike now.

Let this martial artist from an unknown place, with apparent powers at Innate Realm, witness the strength of the Descending Dragon Palm.

"My current Descending Dragon Palm should be at the second level, right? I've broken through the realms of the Descending Dragon Palm and stepped into its second level!"

It's a pity, I'm only at the Qi-blood Realm, and I can't fully manifest the power the second level should have.

"But against this guy, it's enough!"

With this realization in his heart, Xu Yan knows that he has cultivated the Descending Dragon Palm to its second level.

Boom!

The impact of eighteen massive dragons, facing Xue Wuxin, explodes with lethal might. Just as Xue Wuxin summons his chilling blade glow, ready to strike the palm forces away, he suddenly feels his heart leap.

Danger!

A strong sense of crisis emerges instantaneously.

The battle experience honed in life and death situations, at this moment, allows him to propel himself decisively into the air, the blade light sweeping up and trying to break out from the impact.

But it's too late!

With a thunderous explosion, the eighteen Descending Dragon Palm force that strikes together suddenly erupts. The massive dragons detonate, violently attacking Xue Wuxin!

Xue Wuxin's face changes; uttering a light shout, darkness coils around his body, and his long blade whirls up layers of blade Qi, resisting this intense and raging force.

He never expected that eighteen massive dragons could explode instantly, condensing an unprecedented wild power.

"Something's not right!"

"This is not a normal martial artist, what kind of Cultivation Technique is this?"

Even in the Inner Domain, a Grandmaster could not make his palm force explode abruptly when necessary.

How can the released palm force be controlled at will?

It's absolutely impossible!

This borderland youngster is not normal!

What the hell is this Cultivation Technique?

Boom!

The blade Qi shatters, and the irresistible power of the Descending Dragon Palm —along with its scorching aura— seems to be evaporating his cold aura.

This made Xue Wuxin extremely uncomfortable.

"I, must kill you!"

A beaten Xue Wuxin uttered through gritted teeth.

However, greeting him again was another attack formed by eighteen massive dragons.

Boom!

"You want to kill me? Do you think you're worthy?"

Xu Yan is brimming with excitement, utterly indifferent to Xue Wuxin's threat.

He delivers one palm strike after another, each time, it's the combined strike of eighteen massive dragons that detonate instantly, forming an incredibly violent force that descends onto Xue Wuxin.

It's as if he turns the power of the eighteen massive dragons into an instantaneous eruption.

This instant eruption is the 'fury' that Xu Yan has enlightened.

As his strength is still weak, he cannot fully manifest it, but he can show the power of 'fury' in this manner.

The effect is great.

"My realization is indeed right!"

Xu Yan is inwardly thrilled.

From this intense battle, he reaped a lot.

He attained enlightenment in the Descending Dragon Palm. After its major success, he made another breakthrough, enlightening to the second level of the Descending Dragon Palm!

Boom!

It seems as if Xu Yan's Qi-blood is endless, one palm strike after another, continuously bombarding Xue Wuxin.

At this moment, Xue Wuxin is in a passive stance, taking the blows. His several attempts to break free are all repelled by the bombardment of the eighteen massive dragons.

What shocks him even more is that the opponent's palm force is getting stronger and stronger.

Even more so, he actually senses a type of "fury" from within the palm force.

Absurd!

This is just too absurd!

However, such an absurd scene is unfolding before his very eyes.

"Cough, cough…."

Suddenly, Xue Wuxin feels a sense of emptiness.

His injuries seem to be flaring up again.

The energy consumption is hefty.

"Damn it, doesn't he run out of energy?"

Xue Wuxin was filled with shock and rage.

As a grandmaster martial artist himself, he was surprisingly incapable of handling a young boy in the border wilderness, and even furthermore, he was left in a terribly wretched state!

In the Inner Domain, he, Xue Wuxin, was also a renowned grandmaster of the demonic path!

Who would believe it if this were to get out?

"I can't go on fighting like this!"

Xue Wuxin knew that if he continued to take a beating passively in this manner, he would ultimately be drained to death.

There was even a possibility that he could be killed by the attacker.

He could sense that the power of the opponent's palm strikes was becoming more ferocious and domineering, and its might was growing stronger and stronger.

The streaks of dragon-shaped palm force had solidified further, exploding with brutal force, subtly imbued with a hint of 'rage'.

"Bound!"

The chill aura around Xue Wuxin's broadsword surged as he brandished it.

The densely packed, spiderweb-like blood-eating strands that blanketed around the battlefield suddenly contracted and tightened towards Xu Yan in that instant.

"What kind of trick is this?"

Xu Yan was taken aback. The dense strands were carrying a chilly aura. Although they were melting under his blazing vitality, their numbers were simply too overwhelming.

It was only at this moment did he realise that he was caught inside the opponent's web of tactics.

"I've been careless! Lack of experience!"

Xu Yan sighed inwardly.

Despite this, he didn't panic.

Although these strands appeared sinister, he believed they could not withstand his strong vitality.

Boom!

A hundred feet of vitality swept out, a colossal dragon coiled around it, bringing a force of terror along as it swept towards the incoming giant net.

Strand by strand, the web began to disintegrate and vanish.

In the end, the entire giant net was dissolved by Xu Yan's vitality.

Taking advantage of this, Xue Wuxin managed to extricate himself.

He didn't expect the blood-eating strands to pose a real threat to Xu Yan; his only aim was to divert Xu Yan's force and take the opportunity to escape.

At this moment, he was floating in mid-air, a hundred feet off the ground.

From above, he looked down on Xu Yan, as sword light flooded down.

Xu Yan leaped up, striking out with his palm.

However, being at the qi-blood stage, he was unable to float in mid-air. Even though leaping to a height of a hundred feet was no big deal for him, Xue Wuxin could always widen the gap, leaving him unable to get any closer.

Having to hop around placed him at a disadvantage.

The range of his Descending Dragon Palm attack was merely a hundred feet.

Xue Wuxin, keeping a distance of more than a hundred feet, sent one chilling broadsword attack after another cascading down.

Xu Yan could only adopt a defensive stance, deflecting the attacks with pulses of his Descending Dragon Palm.

Occasionally, he would try to leap up and attack Xue Wuxin up close, but the experienced Xue Wuxin would not allow his advantage to slip away and would immediately distance himself.

As a result, Xu Yan fell into a defensive position.

From mid-air, flashes of broadsword light poured down, leaving chilling and terrifying crevices in the ground.

And on the ground, enormous red dragons ascended into the sky, striking the sword lights. The attacks collided mid-air, resulting in echoes of thunderous roars.

The battle continued.

The inn had long been completely destroyed, leaving no trace behind.

This section of the imperial road had also collapsed amidst the battle, rendering it impassable for travelers.

Gorges crossed and huge potholes dotted the ground one after another.

Even the surrounding forest had been completely devastated.

"As a grandmaster martial artist, 1 refuse to believe that I can't drain you to death!"

A cold and cruel look flashed in Xue Wuxin's eyes.

Even at the expense of his own strength, he had to eliminate this person.

With the energy consumed from him, any price paid would be worth it.

Boom!

"Hmph, let's see what you can do to me!"

Xu Yan looked up defiantly at Xue Wuxin suspended in mid-air.

His eyes were still full of fighting spirit, if he could float in mid-air, he would undoubtedly smash the opponent to death!

At this moment, the power of his martial arts foundation at the jade bone realm was put on full display.

His vitality surged relentlessly. Despite the intensity of the battle, Xu Yan remained unaffected, with no decrease in vitality or any feelings of heavy depletion.

"Cough, cough…"

Xue Wuxin started coughing.

The sensation of emptiness within his body was becoming increasingly intense, hinting that his injuries were about to relapse.

His energy was being consumed too rapidly.

Looking at the still spirited Xu Yan below, who kept striking out one palm after another, full of vigour and showing no signs of weakening or exhaustion, a look of helplessness appeared on Xue Wuxin's face.

The one who couldn't hold out was actually him, a grandmaster!

Even though he was injured, he was still a grandmaster!

Why was there such an unnatural existence in this barren land?