Chapter 116: Thousand Souls Shadow Thunder! The Might of the Dragon Tail!
Chapter 116: The Thousand Souls’ Shadow Thunder! The Might of the Dragon Tail!
At this moment—
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Bai Xuan’s muscles and bones thundered, his heartbeat echoing relentlessly, spreading far and wide. Those who heard it were all struck pale!
Now, with his Golden Core further refined, his heartbeat grew even stronger; the power coursing through his body surged anew. His blood flowed like a roaring mountain torrent and a raging sea!
Within a single breath, a tremendous shock rippled through Bai Xuan’s skin and membranes, whipping up roaring waves that swept outward!
At last, he had elevated his power to a perfect state, reaching 370,000 jin of divine strength, the absolute peak.
Elsewhere—
The eyes of Bai E Hou contracted sharply, frozen in place, stupefied.
He had witnessed Bai Xuan struck into the sea, fiercely charging forward in rage, about to fight desperately when suddenly—a harpooner burst from the water and, with a single strike, severely wounded Luan Shan!
“Harpooner…”
A suspicion stirred in his heart; though hesitant to confirm, Bai E Hou recalled that Bai Xuan had once carried a harpoon gun for a time.
“Impossible! My disciple has only just stepped into the Qi-Blood River realm… he possesses barely one river’s worth of qi and blood!” Bai E Hou’s breath grew rapid. He could not be certain — perhaps Bai Xuan had already been shattered into blood mist by a full strike underwater.
“Let me show you the secret technique passed down by Lord Duan Haiyuan!” Luan Shan was filled with terror.
He had been blasted back by a single blow; his giant ape form was almost shattered, his qi and blood shaken — and yet, he could feel—
“Mountain-Moving Giant Ape! Empower me!”
Boom! The giant ape aura around Luan Shan erupted again in layers of blood-red energy, forming a totem resembling a dragon-whale beast that encircled him. His strength surged anew; even the surrounding air twisted wildly, seeming to lean toward him!
Bai Yuan Nian witnessed this scene and exhaled deeply, his aged appearance vanishing, replaced by fierce battle intent!
His two surrendered masters were left speechless, utterly shocked. Seeing this, they trembled with fear, unsure how to respond.
“We surrendered to Luan Shan because the Mountain-Moving Army was unstoppable… so it turns out the Qianshan Army harbors such a formidable expert?”
“Dragon Whale Bloodbath, unleash!”
Already engaged in combat, Luan Shan’s heart hardened. With a roar, his qi and blood surged once more; the giant ape form solidified, repairing every fracture!
Bang!
Yellow qi coalesced into intricate patterns along his arms, transforming into terrifying divine power, reaching the level of 140,000 jin!
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The greatest possibility had now eclipsed all others, standing right before them!
Boom!
Luan Shan barely lifted his colossal staff, which groaned under the strain, threatening to snap. The giant ape form became a mere afterimage as he was blasted away!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Stepping onto a warship, a single strike shattered half the deck; the keel cracked with ear-splitting sounds, fracturing inch by inch.
Yet beneath the water, there was no blood mist, no sign of Bai Xuan’s figure. Bai E Hou understood—
“How terrifying must that spear strike have been?”
“One blow drove back Luan Shan! Truly… this is the harpooner’s power. I cannot compete. Even Luan Shan, a Sixth River Grandmaster, cannot!”
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“Second spear.”
This time, his power surged dramatically; he barely managed to absorb Bai Xuan’s strike!
“This spear wields only about 300,000 jin of strength… it cannot kill me. With two hands on my staff, I can fully unleash my divine power! Come on!”
In the distance—
But just as he exploded with power, a spear shadow flashed across the vast distance, striking before his eyes in an instant.
“How is this possible… how can the Qianshan Army harbor such a terrifying warrior?”
Luan Shan roared, battle fervor erupting as he transformed into a phantom and lunged at the airborne figure.
“My name is Luan Shan! You may be a hegemon with astonishing divine power—state your name!”
Luan Shan howled like a giant ape, his colossal staff instantly multiplying into layers of shadowy strikes, cleaving forward.
“Qianshan Army, Harpooner.”
Bai Xuan’s low, hoarse voice resounded.
In a flash, their figures collided. The sea below boiled with thunderous fury, waves towering over ten meters high. Crashing into a large ship, the vessel exploded as if hit by a bomb, disintegrating inch by inch. In another instant, the two figures already separated by over a hundred meters.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Within a single breath, they exchanged dozens of blows, each strike unleashing their full potential as they tore across the sea.
Wherever they went, masts toppled, oars shattered; enormous waves rose like mountains, crashing and raining down.
This was no battle between ordinary warriors.
Luan Shan fully displayed his Sixth River Grandmaster power, sweeping the East Sea with overwhelming force.
Meanwhile, the harpooner wielded his spear with one hand, the thunderous vibrations radiating in all directions as he pressed Luan Shan relentlessly. Luan Shan could only retreat, while the harpooner advanced as if invincible, conquering all obstacles.
“Too terrifying!”
Many grandmasters held their breath, witnessing the fearsome cloud-like explosions with every clash sending shockwaves outward, causing the sea to swell and vaporize, then condense into rainfall.
Either of these two opponents, if fully unleashed, could kill any of them in an instant!
Regardless of the outcome, the harpooner’s name would resound across the East Sea after this battle!
“The harpooner held back that day!”
Bai Yuan Nian’s whole body tingled.
His Dragon Tail transformation was an unrivaled killing move, instilling pride and confidence that even Luan Shan could be matched or ambushed.
Yet seeing Luan Shan unleash all his power, burning his qi and blood, Bai Yuan Nian realized—every renowned grandmaster has their own ultimate secret technique.
Now, Luan Shan wielded his staff technique, each strike laced with terrifying qi and blood, exploding in layers to amplify his strength! These staff shadows swept like mountains and rivers. If the Dragon Tail’s transformation strike failed to kill Luan Shan instantly, he would be pulverized into minced meat by Luan Shan’s staff in moments!
But—
Killing Luan Shan was no easy feat.
This Sixth River Grandmaster ruled the seas, ranking fourth among the Hunting Star Pirate Lords. Though a latecomer, he was personally subdued by Lord Duan Haiyuan, having defeated dozens of peers.
Leading the Mountain-Moving Army, he remained undefeated.
He must still have a final trump card.
“May the harpooner defeat him!”
Bai Yuan Nian focused intently, subduing the two grandmasters while keeping a sharp eye on the harpooner’s battle.
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Elsewhere—
“This is bad. At this rate, I’ll lose, or even die here!”
Within just two breaths, Luan Shan’s expression changed.
To outsiders, the battle seemed evenly matched—strength and speed equal—but Luan Shan knew the truth. He was burning his qi and blood, using the Dragon Whale Bloodbath technique just to keep pace with Bai Xuan’s power!
Now, under such pressure, his bones cracked, his heart pounded fiercely, barely holding together!
The human body’s limits forbid unlimited power surges.
His strength had reached its ceiling; not an ounce more could be gained!
Yet now he saw a faint look of disappointment in his opponent’s eyes.
“I thought we’d have a fierce, satisfying battle… but your power cannot rise further?”
“Too bad. Then I’ll show you my true strength…”
At this moment—
Bai Xuan’s other hand, which had only been loosely gripping to control the spear’s power, finally clenched the shaft. With a flicker of spear flowers, the surrounding forces of heaven and earth surged together, merging with the invisible spear momentum, forming a colossal vortex!
Two hands wielding the spear, spine exerting force—the spear momentum of heaven and earth unleashed!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Within the great vortex, six swirling qi and blood energies formed shapes, merging into one, blending into this pure, sky-piercing whirlwind, nearly summoning a storm that connected to the heavens!
This was no mortal power—this was near-divine might!
“How is this possible?”
Luan Shan’s whole body chilled instantly; his fighting spirit, like a flame in the pouring rain, was snuffed out in an instant!
He felt as if submerged in the deep ocean, freezing utterly.
“My strength has erupted until my flesh is about to shatter, and he hasn’t even unleashed his true power?”
“This is 700,000 jin of strength… at least 700,000 jin! There’s no way I can compete—I must flee!”
Without hesitation, he retreated wildly, becoming a flurry of afterimages, fleeing with all his might, no longer able to fight even a moment longer!
But—
“Die!”
Bai Xuan remained calm, thrusting his spear forward.
Boom! The entire sky seemed to droop—a mere illusion—but this spear strike contained 700,000 jin of power. His iron bones and spine synchronized perfectly, channeling the spear momentum of heaven and earth, unleashed through the towering vortex. The true might exceeded one million jin!
One million jin of divine strength, a spear from heaven and earth!
Boom!
As the spear fell, the Mountain-Moving Giant Ape shattered inch by inch. Even from several dozen meters away, the condensed qi and blood could not withstand the terrifying power!
“No!”
Luan Shan’s soul nearly fled; he roared wildly, “Lord Duan Haiyuan, save me!”
A blood-jade-like talisman on his body flashed once and exploded at the critical moment. Endless qi and blood surged forth like a boundless ocean, transforming into a massive hand reaching for Bai Xuan’s harpoon!
“You can’t stop me! Open!”
Bai Xuan’s spear struck down, causing the sea above to roar and explode. Fierce winds swept through; upper clouds drifted and slowly parted to both sides.
Crash!
Tens of tons of seawater fell like a torrential downpour, drenching the surrounding ships.
“He actually survived? That talisman must be Lord Duan Haiyuan’s protective charm for his subordinate—undeniably powerful.”
Bai Xuan shook the blood from his harpoon with a thunderous vibration.
In the distance, Luan Shan was drenched in blood, his membranes torn by the spear’s shock. The blood-red talisman’s ocean of qi and blood began to fade.
The power of that qi and blood ocean hand failed to withstand Bai Xuan’s harpoon, shattering apart!
At this moment—
Under countless watchful eyes, Luan Shan’s left arm hung empty, blood slowly dripping into the sea.
One spear strike shattered the blood talisman and severed Luan Shan’s arm!
“It seems this is the end.”
Bai Xuan’s low, hoarse voice echoed.
Above the vast sea, amidst hundreds of warships in fierce battle, many grandmasters witnessed—the harpooner defeated Luan Shan within three breaths, severing his arm!
This battle: Qianshan Army’s Harpooner victorious!
(End of chapter)