Chapter 26: The Great War of the Three Clans (4)
But the three of them, Zu Long, Tian Feng and Mo Yun, were all immersed in their intense battle, unaware of the top-notch strongman from Hong Huang secretly watching them. "Boom..." The sound of explosions echoed through the air above the vast land of Hong Huang, as various magnificent and powerful secret techniques and grand moves clashed fiercely with each other, refusing to yield. The entire battlefield was shrouded in a bloody red hue, with an atmosphere of utter savagery.
The battle between Zulong, Tianfeng and Moyun was extremely intense. With his entire body shining with golden light, Zulong stood tall like a golden-armored war god, exuding an aura of invincibility and supreme dominance. His face remained calm, but his strength in battle was superhuman. The massive energy transformed into a nine-clawed golden dragon surrounded him, as if roaring at the sky in mid-air, its overwhelming momentum sending shockwaves through the air. Despite being attacked by Tianfeng and Moyun, two top-level quasi-saints, Zulong did not fall behind.
Of course, with such a desperate fighting style, it's inevitable that they would get injured. Zulong, Tianfeng, and Moyun all suffered some light injuries, but among them, Zulong was the most severely hurt. Even though he was strong, under the attack of two top-level quasi-saints, he must have received the most attacks, and his injuries were not light. In the intense battle, he even took a hit from Tianfeng, which didn't strike a vital spot but still worsened his condition.
Tianfeng wasn't doing well either. Although she had injured Zulong, she also got hurt in his counterattack. Her injury wasn't too severe, but she lost a lot of blood and her vitality was greatly damaged. Moreover, during the fierce battle, she was hit multiple times by Zulong, so her injuries were quite serious, although slightly lighter than Zulong's and Moyun's.
Moyun was covered in golden blood all over his body, looking extremely gruesome, but fortunately, he didn't suffer any fatal injuries.
"With a loud crash, Zulong and Tianfeng, Moyun clashed again. The three of them didn't know how many times they had exchanged blows already. This intense, all-out, and reckless battle made it impossible for anyone to keep track of the number of clashes on the battlefield. What mattered was that each collision sent shivers down one's spine, causing the earth to tremble and space to shatter."
The ancestral dragon, with its majestic aura bursting forth in a thousand yards, floated in the void, its body a blur of blood and flesh, its face deathly pale, spewing fresh blood, its wild golden hair dancing wildly, its profound eyes captivating the soul, gazing at the disheveled Tian Feng and Mo Yun, laughing maniacally with an overbearing air, licking its lips, its voice hoarse as it said: "This is truly exhilarating! Today, I have suffered such severe injuries for the first time, fought with all my might for the first time. Haha..."
Tian Feng and Mo Yun stood in mid-air, coldly staring at Zu Long without saying a word.
"Tian Feng, Mo Yun, let you two taste the ultimate move I created!" Zu Long shouted wildly with a loud laugh.
"Dominate the world!" The entire body shone with golden light, like a war god. Zu Long let out a loud roar, his ferocious face twisted in a fierce expression. His right fist shot out, and an aura of super-violent energy radiated from it in all directions. The violent power attached itself to his right fist, causing the space around it to violently fluctuate. Then, with a sudden silent explosion, the golden-yellow violent spatial energy rapidly condensed onto his right fist. The aura suddenly surged, and the space within a radius of ten thousand feet centered on Zu Long's right fist exploded, scattering sparks everywhere and stirring up countless dazzling lights.
The winds and clouds changed color, the sky collapsed and the earth cracked, lightning flashed and thunder boomed, and heaven and earth seemed to tremble under the mighty fist of the Ancestral Dragon.
Long Bao Tian Xia is the ancestral dragon's own understanding of heaven and earth, combined with the imperial aura it carries, creating a great divine ability. It also contains the ancestral dragon's understanding of water, and can be said to be the ancestral dragon's peak strike.
Long Baxian charged towards Tianfeng and Moyun with the momentum of a thunderbolt, his fist shooting straight at the two.
Tian Feng's face flashed with a hint of solemnity, and his aura expanded. His white, crystal-like right hand stretched out, and an overbearing purple flame suddenly appeared in Tian Feng's right hand. In the instant the purple flame emerged, the spiritual energy of the heavens and earth within a hundred million miles of the vast wilderness was almost completely absorbed by the purple flame in Tian Feng's hand, transforming into a deep purple, overbearingly powerful flame. The power of the purple flame carried an aura of superiority, emitting an air of haughty dominance that easily shattered the spatial defenses around Zu Long, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.
"The Phoenix Dances in the Nine Heavens" resonated with a majestic and overbearing voice, as the solitary Tian Feng stood amidst the rolling clouds, with nine fire phoenixes flying behind her. The nine fire phoenixes confronted the ancestral dragon's Dragon Domination of the World, two ultimate techniques colliding together, producing an earth-shattering explosion. "Phoenix Dance in Nine Heavens" was also Tian Feng's comprehension of fire, forming nine fire phoenixes composed of purple flames, with unparalleled power, leaving nothing unscathed wherever they passed.
The dragon's dominance of the world and the phoenix's dance in the nine heavens collided heavily, at the moment of collision, heaven and earth stood still, time stopped, space shattered, and in the gaze of the strong who watched from the shadows, there were only two fists.
"Boom......" The terrifying huge explosion engulfed Zu Long and Tian Feng, but this super move was only the beginning for Hong.
For Zulong, Tianfeng and Moyun, the real battle began with this punch.
"In the midst of the 'Nine Dragons' massive explosion, a loud and domineering roar echoed through, easily overpowering the explosive sound. The nine divine dragons let out a mighty howl towards the sky, as an overbearing fist carrying the power to destroy heaven and earth was unleashed. The explosive airflow was instantly extinguished, and the nine divine dragons flew out simultaneously, exuding an aura of imperial dominance. Wherever the Nine Dragons passed, space shattered and the earth cracked open."
Frenzied and ferocious, the Ancestral Dragon's fist thundered towards Mo Yun.
Mo Yun showed no weakness, his fists condensed into an incredibly powerful force. The primordial spiritual energy of the vast land of Honghuang flew rapidly towards his right fist, causing a hundred-meter radius around him to suddenly erupt in a burst of flames and sparks. The ground cracked open for hundreds of millions of meters, and countless earth spirits' energies quickly merged into Liu Qing's right fist from beneath the earth, making the small fist as stable as Mount Tai, giving people a sense of reverence. Even Mo Yun himself did not know how much power this punch contained, which was created by him.
"Dominate the world!" A domineering and unparalleled roar resounded, adding a hint of overbearing aura to the intense battle. The sturdy right fist, as steady as a mountain, was thrust towards Zulong's Jiulong Mietian.
"Boom......" Endless low-pitched, blood-boiling air collision sounds filled the ears, explosive energy waves rippled outward like a tsunami, shattering the vast space.
When the two men clashed fiercely, a vacuum zone with a radius of one million zhang was formed around them. All existence within this range was shattered by their fists, as if it were a vacuum domain. Outside the radius of one million zhang, the deafening roar continued unabated, the earth cracked, volcanoes erupted, and the scene was one of utter devastation.
"Boom……" A deafening explosion shook the heavens, a terrifying aura ravaging the battlefield for thousands of miles around. This was the intense battleground of three people, with their perfect control over their powers limiting the terrifying aura to within tens of thousands of meters.
Tens of thousands of meters of the battlefield is already the smallest space that can be controlled by two people, after all, the gas produced by such intense and high-intensity fighting is super-terrifying.
In the rolling smoke and dust, after a huge explosion, it gradually calmed down. The entire space was gray and hazy, nothing could be seen clearly. A strong gust of wind blew by, and three figures appeared in the thick smoke.
Zulong, Tianfeng and Moyun knew that it was no longer suitable for fighting at this time. If they continued to fight, they would definitely hurt their own origin, and now is not the time for a decisive battle. This can be seen from the fact that the three of them tacitly did not use their own spiritual treasures. Therefore, the three of them tacitly stopped at the same time and left with their respective clansmen.
Ye Qing watched as this intense battle came to an end, then returned to Jie Mo Hall to meditate and comprehend the insights gained from observing this fight.

