Chapter Eighty-One: The Final Victory

  "The heavens are dark and yellow!"

  Wang Luo was truly shocked, he had thought that among the younger generation, he was already a sufficient genius, and no one could be his opponent, but this time, on Wang Qian's body, he felt a deep sense of defeat.

  Incredible strength, steel-like muscles and bones, Wang Luo couldn't help but wonder if Wang Qian was even human. In his impression, no human could possess such a terrifying physique, it was simply a humanoid beast.

  Moreover, this ferocious beast is highly intelligent, its combat techniques are unpredictable and versatile, combining both hard and soft styles, making it a formidable opponent.

  Under the heavy mood, Wang Luo once again showed his killer move.

  According to legend, when heaven and earth first opened up, they presented the two colors of xuan (black) and huang (yellow), which is why the expressions "heaven and earth are black and yellow" and "the universe is vast and desolate" have been passed down.

  Wang Luo's move was a divine art, derived from the true meaning within. Using the Qian and Kun hexagrams, he transformed the primordial opening of heaven and earth into a flow of xuan and huang energies that descended upon the void. The majestic power of his law was like the ancient sacred mountain, weighing heavily on all things, suppressing everything.

  The momentum is continuous, the light is shining brightly, and the sharpness is piercing. With Wang Luo's solid foundation and perfect cultivation, he can display such a powerful divine ability, which fully demonstrates that he is a genius.

  Wang Qian suddenly felt as if he was facing a vast expanse of sky and earth, with an overwhelming pressure that seemed to crush his spine.

  Pfft!

  How fast was he? There was no way to calculate at this moment, but even so, he was still grazed by the mysterious yellow light, and a loud crashing sound erupted, as if countless steel wires had been snapped. King Qian's shoulder was stained with blood, and large pieces of flesh were erased, revealing a skeleton that shone like gold and jade.

  "Wang Qian, my Zhou Tian Bagua skills have reached a profound level, my killing technique is flawless, you won't be my match, better admit defeat."

  Wang Luo's face turned pale for a moment, then returned to normal. The previous move had also consumed a lot of his energy, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to inflict such heavy damage on Wang Qian. Now he was completely in the upper hand, and a smile appeared on his face, with an air of confidence as if victory was already within his grasp.

  "Haha, Wang Luo, you're indeed a genius disciple of the Tianyuan Sect, but if you think this is enough to defeat me, then you're completely and utterly wrong!"

  Wang Qian took a deep breath, and a large amount of yuanqi from the void was absorbed by him. The wound on his shoulder shone with divine light, and after a few breaths, it recovered as before. His skin was like ancient bronze, showing no signs of injury at all. This kind of powerful recovery ability was enough to explain that Wang Qian's current life force was strong, his vital energy was flourishing, and the cultivation of his physical body had reached an extremely mysterious level.

  He burst out laughing and then suddenly attacked with a fierce strike.

  Seal of flight dance, green divine light, shining through the sky, Wang Qian showed no reserve, finally revealing his terrifying cultivation results.

  Melted Seal, Submerged Seal, Universal Ferry Seal, Transcendent Ferry Seal, Suffering Sea Seal. As he progressed in his cultivation, it became even more terrifying, with the contained Dao light's killing aura becoming increasingly sharp and fierce. Although it seemed gentle as water, it actually had countless killing intentions, making it a top-notch ancient divine technique.

  Four seals linked together to launch a fatal attack, the ancient and simple great hall began to tremble, surging out a large amount of cyan primordial energy, as if Wang Qian's divine ability had triggered the mysterious seal within this ancient great hall.

  Fearsome, majestic, and strongly threatening, like a boundless ocean wave, endless.

  "Bitter sea, golden bridge, opening up the vastness, all living beings are sinking, only I transcend, the other shore divine fist!"

  The boundless bitter sea, the golden bridge hangs in the air, piercing through time and space, a magnificent golden bridge, like a heavenly sword, penetrating everything, shaking the universe, wanting to completely drown Wang Luo.

  This divine means has almost reached the extreme of the foundation period, and even if it is an ordinary yuan fetus realm, encountering Wang Qian's current attack would make them lose their luster, panic, and be ultimately wiped out.

  Wang Luo's face finally changed. He had already highly estimated Wang Qian's strength, but facing this series of attacks, he couldn't help but be shocked and his heart was racing.

  However, this person was ultimately a first-class genius and didn't completely lose his composure. His face suddenly turned bright red, as vibrant as blood, as if the blood vessels inside him were constantly bursting, boiling with energy, and his entire body was shrouded in a crimson mist, mysterious and unfathomable, as if a blood-colored deity had descended upon the mortal world.

  "The eight trigrams emerge, transforming heaven and earth. Heaven, Earth, Wind, Thunder, Water, Fire, Mountain, and Marsh, all return to the One, the mysterious heavenly mechanism!"

  Rumble!

  A small world of eight directions, vague and mysterious, brilliant and dazzling, the intense fluctuations of magical powers transmitted out, the entire grand hall seemed to be trembling, as if it would collapse at any moment.

  The Eight Trigrams emerge together, the final resort of Wang Luo, and also the ultimate sublimation of his Taoist skills. This time, it finally appears in the ultimate battle with Wang Qian. He has no way to retreat and cannot hold back, this is a thorough all-out effort!

  The bitter sea is boiling, the golden bridge is shining brightly, the eight trigrams are circulating, and the divine power is boundless.

  This painting is too magnificent, it's not like something that two foundation-building monks can possess. Although the scene isn't extremely grand and the destructive power hasn't reached the point of destroying mountains and rivers, shattering the sun and moon, the profound and mysterious aura contained within is vast and far-reaching.

  A sharp, dazzling light burst forth in the ancient great hall, enough to blind one's eyes. The green cow beside him had its eyes wide with surprise, truly astonished. These two young people were not simple at all, able to fight to this level. In its heart, countless thoughts turned instantly.

  Boom!

  The massive explosion, the great destruction, the boundless light finally dimmed down. Wang Qian's entire body was stained with blood, and one by one, ferocious and terrifying wounds could be seen all over his body.

  Wang Luo looked even more miserable, his face deathly pale, his eyes dim, and his frame slack, as if he had been struck by countless thunderbolts, his life force barely hanging on, looking like he could collapse at any moment.

  Wang Qian emerged victorious, but it was a narrow victory. This is normal, as no young cultivator of the same generation can fight against someone like Wang Luo and emerge unscathed. The fact that he managed to win despite this is enough to demonstrate just how terrifying and awe-inspiring Wang Qian's cultivation results are.

  "Cough, cough, Wang Qian, I was right about you after all. This time you won, but my gain is even greater. Soon I will be able to break through to the next realm. At our Youth Theory Conference, we'll see who's superior again. By then, I, Wang Luo, will let you know that I am the true cultivation genius, destined to tread the path of longevity!"

  With a weak and intermittent tone, Wang Luo spoke these words with great difficulty, but the resolute and affirmative tone was heard very clearly by Wang Qian.

  "Hmm? It seems that Wang Luo has indeed gained a lot and will soon break through. What to do this time? Should we nip the danger in the bud and settle him here?"

  King Qian's mind was turning with thoughts, and he suddenly had the idea of killing King Luo to silence him. This is not surprising, as anyone who has an enemy like King Luo would have trouble sleeping at night. King Qian having such a thought is quite understandable.

  "No way, this kind of thinking is too dangerous. In such an intense battle, Wang Luo may have gained something, but I, Wang Qian, won't be any worse than him. Having such an opponent can better promote my cultivation progress. If I don't even have the courage and confidence to face challenges, then what's the point of cultivating?"

  However, Wang Gan was indeed spiritually enlightened and immediately saw the danger of this idea. In the later stages of cultivation, the most important thing is to cultivate one's heart and soul. Only when one's heart is invincible can they truly be invincible. Any conspiracy or plot would be unable to withstand absolute strength.

  So he quickly made up his mind, and the whole person felt that the Tao was clear and bright, the spiritual power was crazy and expanding, in a short moment, he had made great progress, the primordial fetus in the sea of recognition became more plump and round, he had a premonition that as long as he carefully pondered for a while, he would soon be able to break through the mid-term boundary of the primordial fetus from his soul.

  A flash of enlightenment flickered in his eyes, Wang Qian's eyes slightly closed, and he didn't argue with Wang Luo, starting to recover the yuanqi he had just lost.

  The weak Wang Luo lying on the ground saw the clear and bright light emanating from Wang Qian's eyes, and his heart was slightly disappointed.

  His eight trigrams divine power, the most terrifying is his calculating ability, deducing heavenly mechanisms, even transforming human heart changes are nothing to him. Just now Wang Qian rose with a murderous intent towards him, he immediately sensed it, but in the end Wang Qian was able to endure and hold back, this kind of temperament made him even more vigilant at heart.

  "This Wang Qian will definitely be a formidable opponent in the future. If he had wanted to kill me just now, I could have taken out my ultimate killing move and directly wiped him out. But it's not good to make a move now, and that green cow seems to have already discovered my secret. It's better not to act rashly."

  Wang Luo's mind flashed with thoughts, if Wang Qian knew, he would definitely be shocked. At this time, Wang Luo still had a final killer move that hadn't been used yet. Moreover, on his body was an undying realm's Bi Fang bird, which was also a trump card. If the two were to fight, it might become another scene altogether.

  The hearts of men are difficult to fathom, and worldly affairs are subtle. This silent contest is also a battle of wits.