The protagonist is obviously strong but very cautious

Chapter 2890 The Limit of the Dao Body
The War God Blade intentionally released its blade energy to intimidate the Dao Cauldron, but the Dao Cauldron remained unmoved, still greedily gazing at the War God Blade as if it were a delicious meal.

The War God Blade ignored this.

It knew that what mattered to it now was protecting the little war god, not fighting and killing the Dao Cauldron.

Dao Ding naturally wouldn't make a move. Although he was unreliable, he could still see the situation clearly.

Now, his most important task is still to protect his master, rather than to fight against the War God Blade.

The two magical treasures shone brightly, deterring any powerful individuals in the vicinity who might launch a sneak attack.

at the same time.

The battle between Zheng Tuo and the Little God of War has reached its final stage.

After a frenzied exchange of fire, the two sides are now in a completely different situation.

The two of them formed a valley, because every time they exchanged blows, it would cause powerful shockwaves to scatter in all directions.

bump!
The shockwave was visible to the naked eye, causing the surrounding earth to cave in and form a valley.

In this valley, the two sides continued to fight with their fists, neither giving an inch.

From a distance, it was clear that both were seriously injured.

Zheng Tuo's dragon scales were almost completely shattered, and his human-dragon form was covered in blood, looking utterly miserable.

On the other hand, the Little War God was in the same situation. His physical body was severely injured, and he was coughing up blood. He was in a state of near defeat and could be defeated at any moment.

Both sides have reached their limits, not only physically, but also mentally.

In this extreme test, both sides are improving themselves in the way they most look forward to.

A battle where the forces are evenly matched is the best way to become stronger; this is the perfect moment to improve yourself.

Zheng Tuo felt that he had burned out completely.

He moved his fists, raising his Taoist fist in an orderly manner.

Even though he was covered in blood and his dragon scales were broken off, it went very smoothly for him to integrate the dragon clan's Dao patterns into his Dao Fist.

The integration of various dragon-related Dao patterns made Dao Fist stronger, but his physical body could not withstand such intensity.

The characteristic of Daoquan is that it continuously improves and becomes stronger as the battle continues.

Theoretically speaking, Daoquan can be improved and strengthened indefinitely, but his physical body at this moment is ultimately a Dao body.

Even though his current Dao Body strength far surpasses that of ordinary half-step Breakthrough cultivators, he still cannot achieve further improvement in Dao Fist.

Come on.

Half of his injuries were due to the strength of Dao Quan, and the other half were due to his duel with the Little War God.

At this moment, the little war god is also in top form.

He appeared to be seriously injured, but in reality, he was overjoyed and so happy he wanted to shout out loud.

He hadn't encountered such an evenly matched opponent in a long time, an opponent who allowed him to fully unleash his fighting spirit and bring him to this state of near-death, which truly excited him.

As the only son of the God of War, he inherited the old God of War's characteristics: as long as his fighting spirit remains, he will never perish.

As long as he still has the will to fight, his body can continue to improve indefinitely; this is the characteristic of the God of War Dao Pattern.

He tried to break free from his father's shadow, but he eventually found it too difficult, because his father had already reached the pinnacle. If he wanted to forge his own path within that pinnacle, he needed to understand the characteristics of the God of War's Dao patterns.

The young war god, his fighting spirit soaring, continued his fierce duel with Zheng Tuo.

The two sides fought fiercely, each blow landing squarely, the exchange of blows intense and brutal.

An old-fashioned person nearby, witnessing this scene, couldn't help but think of their past self.

The remaining powerful individuals present were all geniuses who had fought and battled in the same way before, all in an effort to improve themselves and become stronger.

But as the years passed and they grew older, the passion in their hearts was replaced.

At this moment, as they watched Zheng Tuo and the Little God of War fight, they all had memories, and at the same time, they all had insights and feelings.

The battle between Zheng Tuo and the Little God of War was relatively intense, but the battle on another battlefield was devastating.

The Crimson-Haired Yama battles the Sea God. From the initial probing of each other, the two sides have now gone all out and are fighting fiercely, entering the most intense duel.

Since ancient times, water and fire have been irreconcilable enemies. Moreover, both the Crimson-Haired Yama and the Sea God are super geniuses, so they instinctively dislike each other.

At first, he maintained a polite humility, but now, after several rounds of fighting, he has completely lost his temper.

The Yama's Axe, blazing with intense heat, cleaved fiercely at the Sea God, who responded with his trident.

Sonorous!

The collision of the two peerless divine weapons instantly caused the space here to cave in, and countless surrounding mountains were instantly destroyed into mud.

Such insane battles are happening every moment.

It's all because the two are too powerful.

The two sides seemed evenly matched, with neither able to gain the upper hand, leaving onlookers speechless.

at the same time.

Above the void.

The red-haired old man watched the battle below, his eyes burning with intense heat.

The first thing he saw was the Dao Cauldron.

The Dao Cauldron is an extremely special magical artifact, capable of fusing various kinds of spiritual iron into one, which is truly unbelievable.

If it can be suppressed and taken as a magic weapon, it will undoubtedly be the most precious treasure of the Wanbao Sect, without exception.

Now that he has come in his true form, he has already quietly sealed this place with a divine array.

Otherwise, the battle here would have already attracted other Wallbreakers to come and spy.

If other barrier breakers come and see this incredible magical treasure, the Dao Cauldron, they will surely fight over it, which would be very disadvantageous for him.

after all.

Several of the Wanbao Sect's Breakthrough Realm members had just engaged in a fierce battle with the White Tiger God and were currently recovering from their injuries, making it unsuitable for them to fight again.

On the other hand, several Wall Breakers hiding in the Wanbao Forbidden Land are in a state of complete victory. If they come, it will surely cause chaos in the whole situation.

Thinking of this, he first locked onto the Dao Cauldron, and then looked at his grandson, the Crimson-Haired Yama.

The Crimson-Haired Yama battled the Sea God; both were adversaries, and their fierce fight resulted in a stalemate.

He was pleased that his grandson had met such an opponent.

Because he clearly understands that only by fighting against an opponent of equal strength can he become stronger.

He had heard of this sea god; he was a super genius from the primordial sea with a powerful background, and he shouldn't provoke him easily.

The primordial sea is vast and boundless. For the sea god clan to become the rulers, there must be many powerful figures among them.

Although Wanbao Sect is one of the top ten sects, it ranks low and is not a super sect like the Sword Sect.

Therefore, he cannot afford to offend the Sea God clan. Now he can only watch the Sea God fight with his grandson. If either side is in danger, he will step in to stop them.

If you have something on your mind, keep an eye on it.

At last.

He looked at Suzaku in the midst of battle.

That Suzaku guy is really bold to show up here. It seems he has already received the inheritance of the White Tiger God.

The legacy of the White Tiger God is extremely important, especially for the Wanbao Sect.

The Wanbao Sect is renowned for crafting magical artifacts and weapons. In contrast, the White Tiger God is in charge of killing and warfare. If one could learn the White Tiger God's legacy and integrate that killing aura into weapon crafting, it would surely have a tremendous effect.

The White Tiger God has now perished, and his legacy must surely reside in the Vermilion Bird. Thinking this, his eyes flashed as he looked at the Vermilion Bird, preparing to make a move.

The longer we wait, the more things may go wrong. If we act now, we can definitely suppress the opponent.

But as soon as he had this thought, he couldn't help but look at the War God Blade.

The War God Blade slowly rotated, releasing waves of oppressive power.

He knew of the existence of the old war god, who was an unparalleled ruthless character.

Furthermore, the old War God's faction was the Heavenly God Group, an extremely powerful force that the Myriad Treasures Sect could not afford to provoke.

At this moment, the little war god was clearly cultivating. He had a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to cultivate, and he definitely didn't want to miss it.

If I were to make a move now, I would surely anger this little brat and bring him big trouble.

Simply.

He didn't rush to make a move, but calmly watched the battle below.

It's not too late to make my move after the outcome of the battle.

The two battles each had their own characteristics.

The first to determine the victor was not Zheng Tuo and the Little War God, but the Crimson-Haired Yama and the Sea God.

In the battle between water and fire, both sides unleashed their full power in a frenzied confrontation, with the Sea God showing no mercy.

He directly unleashed the conch shell magic weapon, forming a sea god's cage to trap the red-haired Yama within.

Even though the Yama Axe in the hands of the Crimson-Haired Yama was burning with endless flames, he was put on the defensive for a time when faced with the water dragons that appeared around him.

boom!
The Yama Axe cleaved one water dragon in two, and then several more water dragons charged in.

Seeing this, the Crimson-Haired Yama once again wielded his Yama Axe in fierce combat. Although he continuously shattered the water dragon, he found himself in deep trouble.

Just then, the red-haired old man transmitted his voice to the Red-Haired Yama, handing over the Yama Divine Array in his possession to the Red-Haired Yama.

The so-called Yama God Array is the divine array that covers this place, and this time it has been directly controlled by the Crimson-Haired Yama.

Suddenly.

Around the Crimson-Haired Yama appeared a series of skeletons engulfed in billowing flames.

They appeared as if they had emerged from hell, wielding weapons and shields, battling the surrounding water dragons.

The clash between the Sea God's Cage and the Yama God's Formation resulted in a stalemate, with neither able to gain the upper hand, resulting in a back-and-forth battle of equal strength.

however.

In this duel, the Crimson-Haired Yama began to tire.

He was too young, and his cultivation time was far less than that of the Sea God. Even though he had unlimited potential and his talent was no less than that of the Sea God, he was still lacking in time.

The Crimson-Haired Yama showed signs of defeat, while the Sea God remained composed and continued to make moves. His seemingly unfathomable power meant he could defeat the Crimson-Haired Yama at any moment.

"Are you going to lose?"

Red-Haired Yama suddenly realized that he might fail, and his condition immediately deteriorated rapidly.

This demonstrates a lack of combat experience; at this critical moment, how can one afford to be distracted?

The defeat came so quickly that even though the Crimson-Haired Yama was still putting up a fight, his defeat seemed inevitable.

But right now.

A roar suddenly came from afar.

"what!"

The young war god's black hair flew wildly as he frantically swung his fists, trying to fight against Zheng Tuo in front of him.

However, Zheng Tuo blocked both of his punches. At the same time, Zheng Tuo struck his body with even faster punches, directly suppressing the little war god.

Zheng Tuo has refined all the dragon clan Dao patterns he controls and integrated them all into his Dao Fist.

He had reached his current peak, and under these circumstances, he finally suppressed the Little War God.

The little war god was naturally not convinced. His fighting spirit was high, and he continued to resist even though he was suppressed.

He was beaten and covered in injuries, but he didn't care at all, because he wanted to become stronger. He desperately wanted to become stronger, to surpass his father, and to become an even more powerful being.

The young war god deeply admired his father. He wanted to gain his father's approval, surpass him, and become an even more powerful figure.

This drove him to train relentlessly and fight madly, all in an effort to become powerful enough.

Fueled by this frenzied fighting spirit, the little war god actually began to fight back from being suppressed, launching a counterattack and gradually bringing the two sides evenly matched again.

Zheng Tuo personally felt the indomitable spirit and fighting will of the little war god at this moment, and couldn't help but admire the other party's extraordinary nature.

He had fought against the Little God of War before, and the battle was still vivid in his mind. Compared to him, the Little God of War is now more mature, more indomitable, and more like a true warrior.

With this in mind, he would give the other person the utmost respect.

Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
He wielded his fists, displaying extraordinary combat power. Even if his physical body was damaged by the power of the Dao Fist, he wouldn't care.

It was a rare opportunity to encounter such a peerless figure as the Little War God, so he went all out in his fight, disregarding the consequences. Even if his physical body was completely destroyed as a result, he didn't care at all.

Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
As the two entered their final showdown, the ultimate collision of fists caused cracks to appear in their bodies, making them appear as if they were about to break down.

"what!"

The little war god let out a huge roar.

His fighting spirit had completely surpassed his physical body, and under such circumstances, his physical body could be completely destroyed at any moment.

If the physical body is destroyed, it will inevitably be a fatal blow to the little war god.

In contrast, Zheng Tuo's current state is exactly the same as that of the Little War God. His fist intent has completely exceeded the range that his physical body can withstand. If he continues to fight, his physical body will inevitably be completely destroyed.

But Zheng Tuo didn't care about this, because he was only a Dao Body now, and it didn't matter if the Dao Body was destroyed. What he wanted was to improve his fist intent.

In such a fierce duel, Zheng Tuo, with his rich experience and boxing skills, once again gained the upper hand.

"what!"

The little war god let out a furious roar of resentment.

He knew that he was suppressed this time and it would be difficult for him to turn things around.

He felt his physical body and fighting spirit completely and utterly collapse.

A sense of fear gripped his heart, and he even had the thought of being afraid.

He was afraid he would lose.

Especially after his long years of secluded cultivation, when he thought he could sweep aside his peers, he was actually suppressed twice by his opponent.

Am I really going to lose?
The fear in the little war god's heart was growing.

however.

Just as his fighting spirit was about to completely collapse, Zheng Tuo's fist suddenly stopped.

"what!"

The little war god was astonished!
Why did the other party suddenly stop attacking?

On the other hand, Zheng Tuo looked completely helpless.

Is this the limit of the Dao Body?

He looked down at his fist.

That's right.

His physical body had reached its limit and he could no longer throw a punch.