Chapter 120: The Yin-Yang Spear Technique—The Transformation of Dragon and Tiger!

Chapter 120: Yin-Yang Spear Momentum, Dragon and Tiger Transformations!
Chapter 120: The Aftermath of the Battle, Two Months Later!

With a single punch, everything living within a hundred-meter radius was shattered into a mist of blood. Even the ground sank several meters, and the entire island was marked with the imprints of this fist, as if the very foundation of the land had been forcibly beaten down.

This battle had lasted for three days. Finally, the old man’s bones were broken inch by inch, his blood and energy exhausted, until he could no longer stand.

Not far away, a towering figure approached, encased in dark, heavy armor. On his shoulders sat ferocious wolf heads, exhaling plumes of black smoke—actually solidified blood and energy—that clashed with a metallic ring. If unleashed, it would be enough to crush everything in the vicinity.

"You have lost, Wan Jueyuan."

The booming voice shook the surroundings. With every word, a sea of blood and energy surged from his body like a vast ocean.

"I have lost, Duan Haiyuan, but our Wan Dao Manor... will never surrender!"

The sturdy old man roared. *Boom!* A terrifying sea of blood and energy erupted from his body, instantly shrouding a radius of several hundred meters. With a sudden movement, he swung his great blade, carrying the momentum of a collapsing sky and trembling mountains, slashing forward!

This was a strike of desperate finality. The old man poured every drop of his remaining vitality into this single blow. Patterns manifested upon the blade, evolving into the image of the heavens and the earth, condensed into one!

The unity of heaven and man, a supreme blade technique!

But at that moment, Duan Haiyuan simply closed his five fingers and threw a punch! With a deafening roar, the blade's momentum shattered. The old man’s upper body could not withstand it for even a second; already drained of vitality, he was instantly pulverized into a mist of blood amidst the thunderous shockwave!

*Boom! Boom! Boom!*

The aftermath of that punch rippled outward, instantly cracking the earth a hundred meters away and carving deep ravines. On the small mountain behind, a massive fist print appeared, causing the entire hill to tremble as if it were about to collapse.

"Roar!"

Duan Haiyuan’s blood and energy surged, manifesting as the shadow of a colossal beast—part dragon, part whale—swimming through the sea of vitality and letting out a heaven-shaking roar.

"Haiyuan." A cold female voice spoke.

"Luan Shan was beheaded half a day later. His head hangs at the pier of Qianshan Island for all passersby to see."

Old Master Liu sighed. Old Master Wang was deeply moved, "The current Great Elder of the Nine Sword Sect is said to possess the blood and energy of seven rivers; he was an incredibly formidable grandmaster in these seas!"

One of the new divisions was the Whale-Hunting Army, composed of the most powerful blood-warriors selected from the Qianshan Army.

Over the past month, the Qianshan Army had flourished. The military was being reorganized, and two new divisions had been added.

Duan Haiyuan curled his fingers, and with a boom, the earth within hundreds of meters shook. The roaring dragon-whale faded, merging completely with this invincible powerhouse.

"Trash."

"The Nine Sword Sect sent a talented young woman. She is only twenty-one yet possesses the cultivation of a Blood Refiner. They clearly value this highly."

"First, destroy the Star-Linked Islands, then fight the Ten Divine Spears! The Cave-Heaven Passage will soon open, and the battle for the seas is not far off! If this 'Whale-Hunter' still has the courage to fight when the time comes, let him come!"

"It is rather interesting. I cultivate the 'Dragon-Whale Sea-Parting Visualization,' yet someone calls himself the 'Whale-Hunter.' Very good, very good... This vast sea ought to have strong individuals. Only when competing for the Great Whale can the path of hegemony be truly flavorful!"

"Speak."

A truly invincible powerhouse possesses such divine might! One must know, Duan Haiyuan built an incredibly terrifying army single-handedly. What did he rely on? It was his own strength, which compelled many grandmasters to submit and join him!

"In these two months alone, four first-class powers that previously looked down upon our Qianshan Island have come to form alliances."

At this moment.

"The battle of the Star-Linked Islands is approaching. I have looked forward to the 'Star-Hunting' day for over twenty years, and I fear the Cave-Heaven Passage is also about to descend. I have no time for such matters... Since Luan Shan is dead, promoting someone else to take his place will suffice."

A soldier’s report sounded, causing the Wang family grandmaster to leap to his feet.

Many soldiers were drilling when they saw a group of people striding over. The leader was a woman of about twenty, wearing heavy armor and exuding a powerful aura of blood and energy!

The various islands and powers surrounding Qianshan Island were relatively weak, at most possessing aging grandmasters at the peak of their strength—capable of defending their homes but lacking the power for grand campaigns.

"An envoy from the Nine Sword Sect has arrived!"

In his palm was a wooden talisman. If Bai Xuan were to see it, he would recognize it—it was identical to the one left behind by the master of Qianshan Island!

Having fought the master of Wan Dao Manor for three days, Duan Haiyuan’s vitality remained full. He had not suffered the slightest injury, and his martial path had even improved.

Luan Shan was dead, and the remaining Star-Hunting Pirate forces in these waters were no longer a match for the Qianshan Army.

The aftermath of that battle continued to ripple. Luo’s voice was cold, "What do you intend to do?"

Duan Haiyuan’s gaze swept over, and his indifferent voice sounded.

With the defeat of Wan Dao Manor, the momentum of the Star-Hunting Army led by Duan Haiyuan had become unstoppable. There were few forces left that could block this strongest man of the East Sea from unifying it!

But now, with the prestige of the Qianshan Army’s great victory, and the fear and awe of the surrounding islands, they had all submitted within a mere month!

Across the vast sea, hundreds of formidable warships were densely packed. From every ship, blood and energy surged, piercing the sky.

"A message from Qianshan Island, marked with twelve urgent spirit seals... The master of Qianshan Island has not appeared. A grandmaster known as the 'Whale-Hunter' defeated Luan Shan within three breaths, blocked the Thousand-Soul Yin Thunder, and destroyed that puppet of mine."

...

There were vast military camps laid out, filled with soldiers practicing martial arts of blood and energy.

In the blink of an eye, two months had passed since the battle of Qianshan Island.

Duan Haiyuan slowly withdrew his blood and energy. Turning around, he saw a woman shrouded in a faint mist stepping forward, shaking the letter in her hand.

...

These weak powers had previously either allied with Qianshan Island to join the Qianshan Army, or remained on the sidelines, hesitant and afraid that they would bring disaster upon themselves—fearing they would not only fail to stop the Star-Hunting Pirates but would be slaughtered to the last man.

After these powers submitted, more distant and powerful forces, capable of suppressing their own regions, sent envoys from afar to establish alliances with the Qianshan Army.

"Whale-Hunter?"

"The Nine Sword Sect! My ancestor from the Wang family came from that island and studied the Nine Sword Visualization, though he only grasped a portion of its essence. I never expected the real masters to come here themselves."

"Now, they have traveled thousands of miles to form an alliance... Ah, this is the divine might of a truly invincible expert, reaching across the far seas, covering everything!"

He did not even look at the letter; it instantly turned to ash.

These powerful forces had previously been indifferent to Qianshan Island. Though there was contact, it was merely a passing acquaintance.

In the council hall of the Qianshan Army, before the meeting, they had all changed their minds and arrived one after another!

Inside the Qianshan Island council hall.

"Hiss, what a powerful young martial artist!"

"Is this blood-pressure already at the half-step grandmaster level? This is definitely a genius."

These soldiers were experienced and felt a sense of shock in their hearts.

To reach the Blood Refining level at twenty was a world-shaking talent!

At this moment.

"Liuli, they are discussing your strength."

Beside her, another middle-aged man said with a smile.

A faint white glow appeared around his body; he, too, was a Blood Refining expert.

"Better than discussing my appearance."

The woman's face was hidden behind a mask, but her voice was filled with curiosity, "Second Uncle, what kind of expert is this Whale-Hunter?"

"Usually, an invincible expert like him would have been famous throughout the East Sea long ago. How could he have suddenly risen to sweep away all resistance only now?"

"Before this, I had never heard of such an expert!"

Liuli’s question left the "Second Uncle" with his own speculations. "I suspect this person must be... extremely cautious, an expert who would not move unless absolutely forced. But once he moves, he kills without leaving a trace!"

"When Duan Haiyuan was young, he was the same. On the vast sea, only by acting like this can one go further!"

The dozen or so envoys passed through the camp to a large courtyard. It was deep and silent, with a hundred-meter-long corridor leading to the rear, where dozens of soldiers stood guard. Of course, this was merely a formality; in truth, the person within this deep, interconnected courtyard needed no one to guard him.

"We are envoys from the Nine Sword Sect and have already met with Commander Bai Tanlang. We now wish to pay our respects to Grandmaster Whale-Hunter. I wonder if..."

The woman named Jian Liuli stepped forward and asked respectfully.

"Lord Whale-Hunter does not see outsiders. Please forgive us," the soldier replied, his expression cold and stern.

They were charged with the duty of guarding the Whale-Hunter, so naturally, they were icy toward everyone, even if a grandmaster came calling!

"Does not see outsiders?"

Liuli frowned.

The Nine Sword Sect had come from afar, and this grandmaster would not see them?

But at this moment, her Second Uncle quickly spoke up, "Since Lord Whale-Hunter does not see outsiders, then so be it."

He felt deep regret, but if the other party said no, then it was no!

When they had walked a distance away, he whispered to Liuli, "Since this grandmaster said he doesn't see people... you must show respect for him."

"If you want to see him, you can ask Bai Tanlang and the others to help pass a message."

"But to question them here? Such invincible experts do not like being interrogated!"

"I understand."

Liuli was startled.

She was used to being treated as a peerless talent, the center of attention, and being protected at home because of her youth.

Outside, she had not yet adjusted her mindset.

"Tomorrow, we will visit the other grandmasters on this island to see if we can find a way to reach the first expert of Qianshan Island through others."

The Second Uncle, being older and more experienced, was determined to find a way to see the Whale-Hunter.

...

Deep within that quiet courtyard.

"The new commander of the Star-Hunting Pirates is a Four-River Grandmaster, and he actually sent people to deliver a formal letter and gifts?"

"It’s enough to make one laugh their teeth out!"

Bai Ehou chuckled when he mentioned this.

A leader of the Star-Hunting Pirates was actually taking the initiative to show goodwill to the Qianshan Army!

"It is normal."

Bai Xuan smiled slightly. "To conquer cities and sweep the four seas is the victory of Duan Haiyuan. To be killed in battle is one's own loss... As long as they aren't stupid, they will naturally make the right choice."

Facing the current Qianshan Army, the Four-River Grandmaster "Liu Yuan" was not a madman. He would not provoke them; in fact, he was afraid the Whale-Hunter would come knocking to kill him on the spot, so he immediately offered a respectful surrender to express his goodwill.

The gifts he sent alone filled an entire ship.

So what if they were Star-Hunting Pirates? One does not strike a smiling face, and they could perfectly well coexist peacefully with the Qianshan Army.

Under these circumstances, over the past two months, the strength of the Qianshan Army had expanded wildly across the entire sea. All kinds of resources were continuously flowing into Qianshan Island, as if it were swallowing the world.

Bai Ehou only came to chat with his disciple for a few words before leaving quickly.

Now that the Qianshan Army was growing rapidly, the amount of work was unprecedented. Aside from the Whale-Hunter, every grandmaster was busy to the point of exhaustion!

Only the Whale-Hunter, the strongest expert of the Qianshan Army, could remain leisurely in this silent courtyard, cultivating in seclusion.

"Time to practice the spear."

Bai Xuan reached out, and with a *boom*, the Fu Hai Spear fell into his hand.

More than two months had passed since the last battle, and his spear technique was now thoroughly mastered.

On the blade of the Fu Hai Spear, faint sparks of lightning flickered, cold and terrifying.

"This Fu Hai Spear absorbed all the power from that strange banner, and even swallowed a portion of the Yin Thunder. Perhaps it needs further forging."

After Bai Xuan killed his enemy, the banner naturally fell into his hands.

Inside that banner, vengeful spirits surged, eerie and terrifying. Ordinary soldiers who came near would have their souls snatched and their blood and energy drained.

Bai Xuan had no method for refining such an evil object, so he had to use the Fu Hai Spear to break it. It seemed the banner was also forged from deep-sea black iron, though of slightly inferior quality. After breaking it, the Fu Hai Spear swallowed half of the terrifying power contained within!

Now, the power of the Fu Hai Spear had surged. Although it could not compare to the complete Thousand-Soul Yin Thunder, it still enhanced Bai Xuan’s destructive power, making him even stronger!

*Boom!*

As Bai Xuan lowered his spear tip, a terrifying momentum condensed. Between heaven and earth, a faint sound of thunder seemed to echo.

Compared to a month ago, his spear technique had undergone astonishing changes!

Just then.

"Lord Longshou, Wan Yongdao requests an audience. He is here according to the seven-day schedule. Will you receive him?"

A soldier’s voice sounded from outside, extremely respectful.

According to general rules, Bai Xuan did not receive any outsiders, and there was no need to ask unless Bai Xuan had pre-arranged it.

"Let him in," Bai Xuan said calmly.

"Yes! Longshou!"

The soldier hurried away. Only a moment later, someone knocked on the door and entered the courtyard—it was a sturdy man carrying a blade.

The man’s blood and energy were condensed and searingly hot. The long blade on his back was nearly two meters in length.

"Yongdao, just in time, I am practicing the spear. I will give you a few pointers; come and try."

Bai Xuan said calmly.

Living in seclusion did not mean he never saw outsiders. As the Longshou of the Qianshan Army and its strongest expert, he would occasionally guide the martial arts of his subordinates.

Of course, not everyone had the opportunity. Half-step grandmasters were about the limit. During this time, he had even guided Bai Xuanji twice.

Guiding his captain, he naturally gave his all, leading him to understand the various changes in the Four Seas Azure Dragon Image. Every time they sparred, Bai Xuanji needed a long time to slowly comprehend the insights.

As for Wan Yongdao, he was exceptionally gifted. Among the many half-step grandmasters, he was the one who received the most instruction, getting his second lesson in only seven days!

"Yes, Longshou."

Wan Yongdao’s voice was deep as he gripped the great blade from his back.

*Boom!* His blood and energy condensed. A sense of determination, sorrow, and fearlessness was contained within, and a momentum was faintly born from the blade!