Chapter 146: Embracing All Things

  "My goodness..." Hong Xue's eyes widened in shock. Her face betrayed alarm as Yang Tian's strength had not yet been fully unleashed, yet the phenomena he manifested were astonishing, with two distinct forms taking shape.

  "Brother Yang Tian is so amazing..." Hong Ying's pretty face was also somewhat stunned, her incredulous gaze falling on Yang Tian's river of blood. Although these phenomena did not manifest as phantom shadows, given Yang Tian's cultivation level, they were already incredibly impressive.

  "Absorbing the tribulation lightning... It really can condense phenomena!" Gazing at the dancing lightning arcs, Ancient Qi's eyes suddenly burned with fervor. He licked his lips; if he could obtain this cultivation method, he might very well be able to contend with a Godson.

  "Embrace All Things! Appear..." Ancient Qi suddenly roared, and a faint, illusory mountain appeared on his back. Not paying close attention, one could hardly make it out. Yellowish energy drifted from the mountain, as if the entire world was being suppressed.

  "Embrace All Things." Seeing this, Yang Tian murmured to himself. This was also a phenomenon, one that some powerful cultivators could use to suppress the heavens and earth, renowned for its defensive capabilities.

  "Die!" With a cold, piercing gaze fixed on Yang Tian, Ancient Qi bellowed and charged forward, his lifeblood surging unrestrained from within him.

  Yang Tian's gaze was calm, his river of blood shaking the vacuum repeatedly, with matching waves of energy spreading out. His crystal-clear blood, like mountains falling, momentarily slowed Ancient Qi's rapid movements.

  Bang! Yang Tian punched out, the sound of drums roaring. Crimson blood mixed with starlight, resembling a dragon, creating waves seven to eight zhang long. The howling wind thundered, the momentum overwhelming, directly knocking Ancient Qi's footsteps back several steps.

  "Let's see how strong you are at the eighth level of the Profound Transmission!" Yang Tian sneered repeatedly, his unnamed boxing technique evolving, with matching waves of energy erupting continuously, attacking Ancient Qi's entire body.

  Boom boom boom! Ancient Qi's face darkened, his palms crossing in a flurry, the small mountain above his head continuously suppressing the vacuum, shattering the fluctuating winds.

  "Snap snap..." Ancient Qi's footsteps retreated, the resounding thunder causing his eardrums to ache, his lifeblood surging violently within him.

  "Thud..." Yang Tian's foot stamped down forcefully, leaping into the air, his body shimmering with silver light. He approached Ancient Qi's surroundings, throwing out fist imprints, attacking wildly.

  "This little bastard!" Having been pushed back, Ancient Qi's face was extremely dark. Yang Tian had directly leaped a realm to fight him, and yet his footsteps were retreating.

  "I must obtain that technique!" Ancient Qi's thoughts shifted, attributing the ultimate reason to Yang Tian's fleshly body, which seemed indestructible and unshakable.

  Ding! A small yellow bell suddenly appeared above his head. Ancient Qi's hand dragged through the air, and the small yellow bell spun in the void, with intertwining divine patterns spreading, and a terrifying aura emanating from the bell.

  Suddenly, under the infusion of Ancient Qi's lifeblood, the small yellow bell swelled to fifty zhang tall, obscuring a portion of the sky.

  Seeing this, Yang Tian's figure retreated explosively. At the same time, a golden seal appeared above his head, with a ferocious golden dragon. A brilliant red light swept out from the seal, attacking the yellow bell.

  "Golden Dragon Seal!" Seeing the small seal before him, Ancient Qi's face changed slightly, and then his lips twitched violently. Two artifacts from the Ancient Holy Land were both on Yang Tian, and his heart trembled.

  Bang! Facing the attacking red light, the yellow bell spun in the void, spreading terrifying energy that rippled through the surrounding vacuum, directly scattering the red light.

  At the moment they were fighting, on the other side, Xiao Bai crushed the head of one person, baring his teeth, his large eyes flashing with ferocity, causing the other two to feel immense fear.

  Xiao Bai's figure swept across, instantly appearing beside Hong Ying. His small teeth bit directly into the golden chain. The strength of this iron chain was at the peak of a peak artifact, but now, it was being torn by Xiao Bai, the golden lock breaking apart.

  "Crunch crunch." The other two were terrified, their nervous eyes glancing at the golden lock. If he bit them, what would happen?

  Whoosh! Just after saving the two, Xiao Bai's body suddenly swayed, appearing directly in front of Wang Mo. With a swipe of his claw, under Wang Mo's terrified gaze, he was torn apart at the waist, his entire body shattering instantly.

  "What a formidable little beast..." Hong Xue's eyes sparkled with extraordinary light. Xiao Bai's fleshly body was too strong, and he could activate artifacts, likely a rare species from ancient times.

  Boom boom boom! In the void, the sounds of clashing metal continued incessantly. Yang Xiao's divine soul grew dimmer, his face very aged, holding the cyan seal, continuously smashing it onto Ancient Ba.

  Ancient Ba's appearance was also unattractive, covered in blood, his long sword dull and lacking luster, with several bloody holes on his body.

  "I admit you're strong, but you must die today!" Looking at the continuing attack from Yang Xiao, Ancient Ba suddenly sneered, throwing out a small red bag. As the bag opened—

  "Roar..." Flames shot into the sky, a fiery beast appearing in the void, with scorching waves sweeping through the void. The beast walked on air, exuding a terrifying aura.

  "You're too optimistic..." Looking at the beast in his eyes, Yang Xiao shook his head slightly, pointing with his hand.

  "Awoo..." Xiao Bai was awakened, his dark eyes staring at the beast in the void, baring his teeth and gums, leaping onto a towering tree.

  A faint trace of demonic energy spread from Xiao Bai's body, causing the fiery beast's body to tremble. Under Ancient Ba's almost stunned gaze, the beast fell from the void, crashing into a large pit, its body trembling.

  "This... this... this is impossible?" Ancient Ba shook his head frantically. A War King beast had been scared witless, lying on the ground without the will to fight.

  "It's just a beast raised in captivity..." Yang Xiao smiled, the blood of the Heavenly Devouring Beast coursing powerfully within him, ranking in the top three among the ten great ancient divine beasts! Ordinary spiritual beasts had no ability to resist.

  If it were a spiritual beast that roamed freely through the countless mountains, it might have the strength to resist, but what use was a captive-raised beast?

  "This is demonic energy... how is this possible?" Staring at the tiny beast, Ancient Ba was instantly stunned when he discovered the demonic energy emanating from within.

  Whoosh! Just as Ancient Ba was stunned, Yang Xiao's body appeared directly in front of him, a surge of energy bursting from his palm, directly striking Ancient Ba's chest.

  "Pfft pfft..." Ancient Ba's body was knocked away, the sound of bones breaking ringing out, crashing into a massive mountain.

  "You despicable person!" Ancient Ba coughed up blood, his extremely dark face twisting into a ferocious expression, roaring repeatedly, flying out from the mountain, attacking Yang Xiao's body.

  The previous commotion caught the attention of the others. Yang Tian noticed Yang Xiao's weakened divine soul, his face instantly turning cold. From this appearance, Yang Xiao was struggling to hold on.

  Boom boom boom! The entire river of blood suddenly rolled, with intense fluctuations, frantically gathering the essence of heaven and earth around it, and waves of scorching energy continuously swept through the vacuum.

  The entire river of blood merged together, gradually forming a great sun, its red light shocking the heavens, and surging energy bursting forth. The great sun hung in the sky, its internal energy rapidly climbing.

  "What a powerful martial technique!" Ancient Qi's face was extremely solemn, his lifeblood frantically pouring into the yellow bell, with the surrounding divine patterns soaring into the sky.

  "Roar..." On the ancient bell, the imprinted beast's body moved, its paw striking as if an awakening lion, the vast aura rising.

  "Whoosh!" The beast stepped into the void, a startling yellow light, like a pillar of light, piercing through the vacuum, distorting the void itself. The terrifying energy exploded, attacking Yang Tian's head.

  "Blazing Sun!" Yang Tian bellowed, a crimson sun slowly rising, directly suppressing the vacuum, strands of red flames falling, the surrounding air exploding repeatedly.

  "Boom!" Yang Tian punched out, the great sun turning in the void, releasing overwhelming energy, clashing with the yellow light.

  Boom boom boom! The entire void was breaking apart, the continuous sound of explosions unceasing, the shocking energy spreading wildly, tearing apart dozens of ancient trees nearby.

  This world was lifted, with dust and smoke sweeping through, countless rocks cracking, and stone chips flying.

  "So strong!" Hong Xue watched the scene before her, the shocking collision, every strand of energy causing her alarm, even fearing being torn to shreds.

  "Did Brother Yang Tian win?" Hong Ying's eyes sparkled with extraordinary light, her hands rubbing her green clothes, revealing her nervousness.

  The collision continued for a while, and when the entire interior exploded with shocking flames, a crisp sound transmitted out, causing pain in Hong Ying's ears.

  The energy of that world was diminishing, and a figure suddenly flew out from within, crashing heavily to the ground, with a faint sound of bones breaking.

  "Ancient Qi..." The two young men who were still struggling to resist couldn't help but gasp when they saw the disheveled body on the ground. An eighth-level Profound Transmission cultivator had been defeated, defeated by a martial artist?

  Their gazes instantly shifted, and in this trench, a black shadow appeared. When they saw Yang Tian's somewhat pale face, they couldn't help but feel a chill at the bottom of their hearts.

  "I said he would win, you just wouldn't believe it," Hong Xue said, patting Hong Ying's head with a hint of mockery.

  "I didn't, I always believed Brother Yang Tian would defeat him," Hong Ying hurriedly retorted upon hearing this.

  "Yang Tian, you deserve to die!" Ancient Qi struggled to stand up. The martial technique Yang Tian had just used was too bizarre, exploding at the most critical moment. If it weren't for his treasure robe, he would have been seriously injured.

  "Heh, it's not over yet, don't get too happy too early," Yang Tian suddenly smiled, hiding a cold killing intent beneath this smile.

  Yang Tian suddenly lifted his robe, revealing a silver fist, with lightning arcs flickering, emitting a scent of destruction, and a fierce aura roaring out instantly.