Seventy, Battle of the Eastern Sea

  That suit of bright silver armor, wielding a square heavenly-painted halberd, the dragon clan's Ren **suddenly stopped in front of the Great Sage Zhu Bajie of the demon tribe dozens of feet away, his foot lightly tapping. The beast immediately reined in its charging momentum, its body pausing, steadily standing in mid-air; with a flick of the halberd in hand, he loudly shouted: "Do not be arrogant, I am Ao Xin come to meet you." As soon as the words fell, both legs clamped together, **the beast let out an angry roar, and like lightning flashed towards the Great Sage Zhu Bajie of the demon tribe.

  He charged towards Zhu Bajie with a ferocious beast, his hand holding a halberd pointing to the sky, his eyes staring at the approaching great saint of the demon tribe Zhu Bajie, whose silver armor emitted a dazzling and shining light.

  It's near, it's near!

  Ao Xin's hand moved swiftly, and with a single stroke of his brush, he conjured up a majestic and awe-inspiring aura. The brush seemed to transform into a massive hammer as it came crashing down towards Zhu Xiang's head, its momentum akin to the collapse of a towering mountain from the heavens above.

  With a cold gaze, Ao Xin's beast charged forward, and the Great Sage of the Demon Clan, Zhu Bajie, also moved. His body unfolded, his long spear shook, and a thousand spears converged into one line, meeting the fierce halberd that was smashing down with the force of the beast's wild run.

  "Bang!" A sudden clap of thunder.

  Like a meteor falling into the ocean, layer upon layer of fierce air waves swept across the empty space in front of the two armies' formations, as if a meticulously crafted giant firework had been set off, its dazzling light snatching away the color from the sky.

  Two figures involuntarily flew backward. Not until they were a thousand feet away did they stop their uncontrollable retreating footsteps. The two people standing there had uncontainable shock in their eyes.

  This blow was not made with full force by either of them, but just a probing move, yet the result left both men extremely astonished.

  As a member of the dragon tribe, the dragon tribe was known for its strong physique in the vast wilderness, and Ao Xin was also one of the best among the current dragon tribe. The previous blow was his first move, taking the initiative, and borrowing the power of the fierce beast's gallop, the power of that blow can be imagined. However, it was caught by Zhu Cun, a lean and powerful great saint of the demon tribe, without using any external force or moving from the spot. This made Ao Xin unable to help but feel shocked. After this blow, the slight disdain in Ao Xin's heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.

  The Great Sage of the You tribe, Zhu Xie, was also shocked. Why? It turned out that Zhu Xie's true form was a giant beast from the primordial chaos, known as Zhu Xie, with a body resembling a fox but much larger, and with fish-like fins on its back. Born with a strong physique, it lived at the top of Mount Geng, where many giant snakes resided, which Zhu Xie fed on. After gaining spiritual intelligence and achieving success in cultivation, its physical strength increased even more, and after attaining the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, it became the overlord of the surrounding tens of thousands of miles around Mount Geng, respected by Emperor Jun and Taiyi, who offered him great benefits to join the You tribe's heavenly court. With an arrogant attitude, looking down on everyone except a few powerful You tribe experts in the Da Luo realm, Zhu Xie had come out to fight today with the intention of borrowing power to establish his dominance, expecting to gain more benefits in the future. However, just now, Long tribe's Ao Xin's single strike had caused even Zhu Xie's strong physique to be shaken. Although he had only used his afterimage to receive Ao Xin's borrowed blow from the cunning beast, which made his body unable to withstand the massive force and retreat involuntarily, judging by his own strength, Ao Xin was not someone to be underestimated either. Therefore, Zhu Xie also put away his arrogant attitude, taking Ao Xin as a true opponent, intending to go all out in this battle.

  Zhu Xiu and Ao Xin stopped their steps, retreated, and did not immediately launch another attack. Instead, they carefully sized each other up, thinking about their next move.

  The scene was momentarily quiet and deserted.

  Before long, the two of them simultaneously burst out with intense momentum, rising high with a strong will to fight. Then, they shook their weapons and leapt into the air, charging towards each other in mid-air. Ao Xin's cunning beast was left behind, only swinging its halberd as it charged towards Zhu Huan.

  The distance between the two was instantly bridged. Like two swirling orbs of light colliding in mid-air.

  Ao Xin wielded the Hua Halberd, its transformations endless. He wrapped up the Great Sage Zhu Bajie of the Demon Tribe, sometimes hammering, sometimes whipping, sometimes spearing, sometimes hooking, or slashing; sometimes smashing, sweeping, poking, or strangling, and always emerging victorious. His martial arts skills were truly extraordinary.

  The You tribe's Zhu Yu took advantage of the calm, a long spear like a poisonous snake, either picking, or stabbing, or sweeping, or supporting, without any panic. The spearhead moved, like ten thousand snakes coming out of the cave, the spear body shook, like a giant python wrapping around the body; turning back to support like a snake coil, straightening the body to stab like a soaring snake suspended in mid-air.

  The two clashed in a fierce battle, their spears and guns intersecting like thunderbolts bursting forth, like stars falling from the sky. The onlookers' eyes were dazzled, those who watched were dazed, those who listened were shocked, and those who heard were terrified.

  Spears come, halberds go, drawing waves to slap the sky, wearing the Milky Way upside down, shaking mountains and trembling earth.

  The two men fought with a fierce and unyielding spirit, their every move filled with an unmatched martial intent that seemed to shake the very foundations of the world. Their thunderous roars echoed continuously, leaving the soldiers on both sides watching in awe and trepidation.

  Ao Xin leapt up, holding the Fang Tian painting halberd high, and with a fierce downward slash, he unleashed the full majesty of his blade. A strong, cold, and unmatched knife light descended from the sky, carrying an aura of unparalleled dominance, as if opening up the heavens. The knife light seemed to possess an air of absolute supremacy, striking fear into the hearts of those who beheld it.

  Facing this unstoppable move, the demon clan's Zhu You did not dodge. With a loud howl, his long spear shook like a snake spitting out its tongue, and he stabbed at the empty air. The spearhead transformed into a snake head with its mouth wide open, revealing rows of sharp teeth that seemed to pierce through one's soul, bringing with it a bloody aura that clashed with the overbearing knife light.

  "Boom!"

  A hurricane suddenly rises, and the void shakes.

  The snake head disappeared with the flash of the knife, but Fang Tian's halberd still remained unchanged in its momentum, as if heaven and earth were moving in anger, still chopping towards the demon saint Zhu.

  Zhu Xiu's spear dispersed the sword light, but Ao Xin's true attack was hidden behind the sword light, and only after the sword light dissipated did he reveal this incredibly powerful strike that seemed like a heavenly punishment.

  The demon saint Zhu Mei barely had time to hold the long spear horizontally across his body when he suddenly felt as if Mount Buzhou was crushing him, an unstoppable massive force pressing down on him in an instant.

  The demon saint Zhu suddenly felt the sky turn dark, and his body couldn't stop itself from crashing to the ground.

  "Boom!"

  The earth shook violently, stirring up countless dust particles.

  The dust dispersed, and a deep pit appeared in front of the two armies. The Great Sage Zhu Bajie of the demon tribe was also nowhere to be seen.

  His body swayed in mid-air, and that one blow seemed to have exhausted all his energy.

  Suddenly, a burst of cheers shook the clouds in the sky, and the beast ran to Ao Xin's side, cleverly lowering its body, letting Ao Xin sit on its back, standing up, heading towards the dragon tribe army.

  In the grand army of demons, a group of demon saints were stunned, never thinking that Zhu Bajie would ultimately be defeated. He was defeated so suddenly that it left all the demon saints unprepared. The situation had originally seemed to be going smoothly, but then this shocking scene suddenly appeared. Ao Xin's sudden strike unexpectedly defeated the somewhat arrogant demon saint Zhu Bajie, and now his life or death is unknown.

  Tai's face turned iron-green with rage, his anger soaring to the heavens.

  Kunpeng's face was also stern, his heart filled with anger and annoyance. He hadn't expected to lose a Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm demon saint in the first wave. Although he still didn't know whether the demon saint was dead or alive, judging from the final blow, its life was probably hanging by a thread. Nevertheless, he waved his hand, and two more demon saints emerged from the formation, heading straight for where Zhu Que had fallen.

  Taiyi's face turned iron-green as he suddenly spoke up: "Who among you will go and try again?"

  A Taoist priest wearing a hemp robe and carrying a long sword on his back walked out of the crowd, cupped his hands and said: "Wait for me to go there for a while."

  The Tortoise and the Crane looked at each other, clasped their fists and said: "Great Sage Sun is willing to go, we will bless him with a victorious start. This battle must be won, don't let our army's morale fall!" After finishing speaking, they bowed their hands again, their faces sincere.

  The Great Sage Sun Wukong also made a fist and bowed, his face solemn, and stepped on the clouds to leave.

  The demon saint arrived at the forefront of the two armies and shouted: "Who comes to fight!"

  A fierce warrior with a golden armor and a large red cloak burst out of the dragon tribe's army formation, holding a pile of golden hammers.

  Jumping to the front of the formation, he shouted loudly: "I'm Ao Jie, come to meet you!" His roar was like a muffled thunderclap. Immediately after, he let out another loud shout: "Look at my punch!"

  Suddenly like a thunderbolt, two golden hammers came crashing down on the Demon Saint's head with the force of Mount Tai.

  The demon saint hurriedly waved his sword to block, but the two golden hammers of Ao Jie were too powerful and heavy, spinning like a windmill, and he couldn't block them.

  After barely parrying and blocking several blows, his arm had already gone numb and was hard to command. He hastily leapt out of the battle circle.

  Ao Jie saw the sudden appearance of the demon saint, how could he let him go, and with a loud shout, the golden hammers in his hands collided with each other, producing a shocking and earth-shaking sound. A visible sonic wave rapidly rushed towards the demon saint who had suddenly appeared. Then Ao Jie wielded the two golden hammers and pounced on that demon saint.

  A demon saint leapt out of the battle group, and suddenly heard a loud noise. Instantly, he felt a sense of danger, his face changed color, his eyes turned cold, and his body suddenly transformed into a huge monster. Its shape was like that of a fox, but it had nine ferocious heads, nine thick tails, and its paws were those of a tiger, revealing sharp, knife-like claws that shone with a cold light.

  Behold, the visible sound wave is about to crash forward, and the two golden giant hammers are also rushing over. The monster has nine heads, each spewing out poisonous smoke, toxic fire, yellow sand, poisonous water, cold fog, hail, light blades, poisonous arrows, and hurricanes. With one blow, the sound wave disperses, and it chops down on the incoming Ao Jie, covering its head and brain.

  The mighty Ao Jie was caught off guard and swept away, letting out a mournful cry as he lost his two golden hammers. In an instant, he transformed into a thousand-foot-long giant dragon with a dazzling golden armor, shaking his head and tail while unleashing furious roars. At this moment, he was being scorched by the poisonous smoke and flames, invaded by the toxic waters and icy fog, harmed by the poisonous blades and arrows, and battered by the yellow sand and hail.

  After several struggles and crashes, the giant dragon that was hard to get rid of let out a painful and desperate moan.

  In the dragon tribe's military formation, a dragon with a human body and dragon head, wearing a crown on its head and holding a small flag in one hand, sat on a chariot. Seeing that it was surrounded by poisonous smoke, fire, yellow sand, poisonous water, cold fog, hail, light blades, poisonous arrows, and whirlwinds, the golden giant dragon struggled desperately but could not escape. It let out waves of painful moans. Its eyes gleamed with a fierce light, its face set in determination. Standing up, it raised the small flag in its hand and waved it forward.

  In an instant, the entire Eastern Sea surface surged with towering giant waves, the Dragon Clan army let out a thunderous roar, long guns like forests, knife shields like mountains, the entire Dragon Clan battle array carrying the momentum of the heavens, rolling and pressing towards the Demon Clan's great military camp...