Chapter 287 - 251: The Curtain Falls (Part 2)

Chapter 287: Chapter 251: The Curtain Falls (Part 2)

The Celestial Cyan Sub-Dragon was in a bad state as well. Its Dragon Scales had shattered, and its cyan body was covered in blackened burns. Its aura was much weaker than before. It faltered as it descended to the arena floor, its six claws gripping the ground fiercely, its pale red draconic eyes filled with a vicious light.

"Thousand Thoughts Slash!"

Blood trickled from the corner of Yu Changsheng’s mouth. His steps faltered for a moment. As he gasped for breath, he activated Shadow Flash in quick succession and lunged in front of Yang Chengxu. With a pained expression, he forcefully grabbed Yang Chengxu’s arm. A black light shot from his pupils, piercing into Yang Chengxu’s Sea of Consciousness.

"You..."

Yang Chengxu struggled, but just as he began to move, a sharp pain stabbed through his Sea of Consciousness. While his head spun, Yu Changsheng’s fist, wreathed in Flame, slammed squarely into the center of his brow.

The punch was immensely powerful. The full Physical Strength of a Foundation Establishment Body Cultivator erupted, and Yu Changsheng held nothing back.

"Pfft...!"

The intense pain shocked Yang Chengxu back to his senses. A sweet taste filled his mouth as he spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with several teeth.

"Yu Changsheng!!! I’ll kill you!"

Yang Chengxu shrieked. His face was now bruised and swollen, a wretched sight to behold, and he could no longer maintain the composure of a prodigy.

"CRACK..."

An immense force burst forth. Yu Changsheng let out a muffled grunt, his right arm going numb. The sound of his bones fracturing rang out in a rapid series of cracks. Drop by drop, sweat slid down his forehead and cheeks.

HUFF...

Forcibly suppressing the pain in his right arm, Yu Changsheng panted heavily. He ignored his fractured right hand and gathered all his qi and blood into his left leg. As he activated the Thousand Mountains Technique, a layer of earthy yellow light enveloped his knee. He then kicked violently at the dazed Yang Chengxu.

The wind howled. A phantom image of qi and blood coalesced around his leg, and the air crackled explosively. Before the kick even landed, Yu Changsheng’s face grew several shades paler.

Yang Chengxu gritted his teeth and barely managed to cross his arms to block. In the next instant, the leg swept viciously against them. Yang Chengxu’s body trembled violently, his arms fell limp, and the sound of cracking bones rang out once more.

Yu Changsheng’s expression was cold. His Physical Strength erupted in wave after wave, and his qi and blood showed signs of depletion, yet his attacks did not stop for a moment.

The two clashed in wave after wave of attacks. The battle was nearing its end. Both had used all of their Divine Techniques and Beast Taming methods. Now, it was a contest of pure Willpower.

BOOM!!!

The arena trembled and rubble flew. It was as if a pair of massive, invisible hands were grinding the floor smooth. The protective barrier around the arena buzzed loudly.

Yu Changsheng threw a punch, and Yang Chengxu met it with one of his own. A violent shockwave erupted, forcing both of them two steps back as they suppressed the roiling qi and blood within their bodies.

Yu Changsheng grunted, swallowing the blood that rose to his lips. The vicious look in his eyes intensified. He leaped, using Void Step to weave and dodge Yang Chengxu’s attack.

"Rising Sun Dawn Fist!"

Yang Chengxu’s face was ashen. Gasping for breath, he made the light of dawn bloom in his fist once more. It carried an aura of absolute power and the breaking day. The phantom of a rising sun ascended behind him, instantly erupting in boundless light, just like the true sun at daybreak. It lit up heaven and earth, tearing through the darkness. Amidst the hazy light, the force of his punch surged forward—his fist like the sun itself—as it hurtled toward the center of Yu Changsheng’s brow.

"Thousand Thoughts Slash!"

Yu Changsheng’s brow furrowed. With a low growl, he spat out a mouthful of surging blood. He snapped his head up, his crimson eyes staring directly at Yang Chengxu, right into the light of the Rising Sun.

In that instant, Yu Changsheng’s Sea of Consciousness trembled. Golden waves materialized behind him, and a full ninety-nine black Thunderbolts erupted from within them. They ravaged the void, blasted the surface of the sea, and stirred up endless waves. Covering heaven and earth, the black Thunderbolts coalesced into a pillar of crackling, pitch-black lightning. It pierced the clouds and mist, tore through the light of the Rising Sun, and shot straight toward Yang Chengxu’s Sea of Consciousness.

In this one strike, Yu Changsheng held nothing back, completely unleashing all his remaining Divine Sense Power in a single burst. Before he could even see the result of his attack, Yu Changsheng staggered, his vision went black, and the dizziness in his mind reached its absolute peak.

AHHH!!!

Yang Chengxu clutched his head and screamed wretchedly. Blood poured from his seven orifices, his face a horrifying mask. The black Thunderbolt wreaked havoc in his Sea of Consciousness, sending waves of stabbing pain through his Divine Soul.

Under this immense impact, Yang Chengxu’s outstretched fist fell limp. The phantom of the Rising Sun behind him flickered unwillingly for a moment before gradually dissipating.

SPURT...

Blood sprayed through the air. Yu Changsheng’s mental exhaustion had reached its limit, but he completely ignored it. He looked at Yang Chengxu, whose face was a ferocious, contorted mask. Yu Changsheng let out a breath; he couldn’t muster an ounce of strength in his entire body.

But Yu Changsheng was decisive and ruthless. Feeling the weakness in his limbs, his expression turned savage. He lunged forward with his head and bit viciously into Yang Chengxu’s neck!

SQUELCH...

Hot, fresh blood filled his mouth, and a red haze tinted his vision. Yang Chengxu’s screams grew even more wretched. Yu Changsheng sucked hard. At this moment, his few remaining teeth became his sharpest weapons, breaking through Yang Chengxu’s physical defenses and biting down hard on the artery in his neck.

"Let go!!"

Yang Chengxu’s face was deathly pale, a look of panic appearing in his eyes for the first time. He struggled, suppressing the weakness in his body and the stabbing pain in his mind. He barely managed to raise his right hand, forming a palm-strike that he brought down hard on Yu Changsheng’s head!

"Ngh!"

Yu Changsheng grunted, his ears ringing incessantly. Blood flowed from his eye sockets, nose, mouth, and ears. Waves of weakness washed over his mind, but he still refused to release his death grip on Yang Chengxu’s neck.

His teeth broke the skin and gnawed viciously at the major artery. Blood spurted out. Yu Changsheng was a ruthless man indeed; he shook his head and yanked back with all his might.

RRRIP...

Flesh tore. Feeling his very Vitality begin to drain away, Yang Chengxu was utterly terrified. His world began to dim from the massive blood loss.

"Tianxiao..."

Yang Chengxu raised his hand. A faint light emanated from his fingers before shattering. At this point, he didn’t even have the strength left for Beast Taming, to say nothing of the fact that the Celestial Shadow Dragon was already in a deep slumber.

Yu Changsheng’s condition was just as miserable. Bathed in blood, the crimson light in his eyes seemed to take on physical form. At this moment, he looked like a demon from hell. He paid no mind to the taste of blood in his mouth and bit down viciously on Yang Chengxu’s neck once more!

SQUIRT...

Blood sprayed out like a fountain. Below the stage, the disciples from both sides fell silent, their faces filled with shock. On the high platform, Mo Pengchen pressed his lips together tightly, his gaze flickering with uncertainty. Mu Yongxian’s face, however, was ashen as he clenched his fists, his expression conflicted.

"If you don’t act now, I’m afraid Yang Chengxu’s life will be in danger. He is your beloved disciple, after all. Could you bear it if something were to happen to him?"

Mo Pengchen let out a breath, withdrew his gaze from the arena, and turned to glance at Mu Yongxian, speaking calmly.

"You..."

Mu Yongxian took a deep breath. Sensing Yang Chengxu’s Status, he let out a cold snort and hesitated no longer. He leaped down into the arena. With a wave of his hand, a tremendous power erupted, forcing Yu Changsheng and Yang Chengxu apart.

"That’s enough. You win this match."

Mu Yongxian’s gaze was ice-cold. After flinging Yu Changsheng away, he shot him a frigid glare. He then gathered Yang Chengxu into his arms, a cyan light flickering from his hand as he pressed it against the bleeding neck. He hastily took out an Elixir and fed it to Yang Chengxu.

’A Life-Returning Pill...’

As the Life-Returning Pill entered his stomach, a dense Vitality Power erupted. Yang Chengxu’s near-death state quickly stabilized, and his injuries began to recover. However, the accumulated physical and mental exhaustion also hit him all at once. His eyes rolled back, and he fell completely unconscious.

His last glance before losing consciousness was in Yu Changsheng’s direction. Astonishment and resentment flashed across his face one by one.

"The final match... Won by Yu Changsheng of the Wanxiang Sect!"

Mo Pengchen floated down to the arena, his long robes fluttering in the wind. A smile appeared on his calm face. After announcing the result, he leaped forward and flicked an Elixir into Yu Changsheng’s mouth.