I conquer the immortal with my strength.

Chapter 580: One wave comes after another

Upon seeing this, the patrol officer's lips curled into a sinister smile.

With one hand forming a hand seal, he forcefully pressed down on the Nirvana Sacred Flame Seal; with the other hand, he wielded the Thunder Pattern Immortal Chain, aiming directly at Xia Daoming's spirit.

This distance was very close to him.

Even if Xia Daoming is the supervising immortal envoy stationed at Jishan in the north, he is absolutely certain that he can kill him with one blow.

however--

Suddenly, the Nirvana Sacred Flame in Xia Daoming's palm surged with power, transforming into a majestic figure with eyes as bright as the sun and stars, and nine illusory wings of flames appearing behind him.

The man held a halberd with a red gold body engraved with nine phoenix feather fire patterns, and the blade was burning with inextinguishable phoenix flames.

As soon as the True Lord Yihuang appeared, the Burning Phoenix Halberd in his hand swiftly thrust out, directly meeting the magic seal that the patrol general's seal was about to strike.

Almost simultaneously, Xia Daoming's bones cracked like thunder, and his blood and qi surged violently.

Dragon patterns rose from his body, his arms were covered with golden scales, and his light was as fierce as flames.

With a single claw, it reached out and firmly caught the flying lightning-patterned immortal chain.

"Crackling——"

The celestial chains crackled with lightning, thunder roared, but they couldn't break through the layer of golden scales.

Its other claw clenched into a fist and struck out with a bang.

"you--!"

The patrol officer's pupils constricted sharply, almost unable to believe the sudden change before his eyes.

Divine weapon! Golden dragon incarnation!
There is also the aura of a true immortal who has survived the Ninety-Nine Heavenly Tribulations of Deity Transformation!
This is clearly... a true immortal who secretly descended to the mortal realm!

Without a second thought, he opened his mouth and spat out a beam of golden light.

The golden light instantly transformed into a giant shield, entwined with runes and exuding heavenly might; it was the very token that had previously temporarily sealed the Heavenly Gate of the Xuanhuan Realm.

"boom!"

The golden fist slammed down, shattering the runes and breaking the giant shield into pieces, which splashed into the sea.

Golden Fist's momentum showed no signs of abating, as he chased after the blood-spurting, retreating patrol officer.

The void trembled, and a hurricane swept across the sky.

The golden fist magnified rapidly in his pupils.

In the critical moment, the true form of the patrol general burst forth with dazzling light, his aura like the collapse of heaven and earth, and then exploded with a bang!

Flesh, bone fragments, and true essence converged into a crimson torrent, rushing towards the golden fist.

At the same time, a ray of light burst forth from his body and sped towards the direction of Beizhen Jishan.

"soul!"

Xia Daoming's gaze sharpened, and the dragon pattern reappeared—golden scales gleamed, dragon horns sprouted, and ridges grew on its back.

The illusory image of the hundred-zhang-tall ancestral dragon traversed the waves and sky, instantly covering dozens of miles, directly approaching that primordial spirit.

Suddenly, waves surged on the horizon and the sea, and a profound and vast pressure descended.

A towering figure descended through the air, with fish fins on its back, a single coral-tree-like horn on its forehead, menacing fangs, and a dragon's might that soared to the heavens.

"Cang Hong!"

Xia Daoming was startled, and the image of the remnant soul of Cang Yuan from the Dragon Clan Palace appearing before him flashed into his mind—a direct descendant of the same clan, the one who had framed him in the past.

Cangyuan was a true dragon, but he was betrayed by his own kind, and the Dragon-Locking Nail sealed most of his cultivation, so he was banished to the mortal realm.

He used only a small portion of the half of the Ancestral Dragon Blood he had condensed throughout his life to help Xia Daoming cultivate the Ancestral Dragon Overlord Body to the peak of the ninth level.

This shows just how strong they are!
Like Cang Yuan, Cang Hong was once a prodigy of the Dragon Clan. Given his strength back then, his current abilities are even more unknown.

With his mind racing, Xia Daoming steadied himself—escaping was pointless now, so he might as well wait and see, and perhaps there would still be a chance to achieve a surprise victory.

"Dragon King Canghong! This boy has descended to the mortal realm in secret! Quickly help this humble immortal to subdue him!" Upon seeing Canghong, the patrolling general's primordial spirit rushed over as if seeing a savior.

However, Cang Hong only showed surprise and joy in his eyes, looking directly at Xia Daoming:
"The Ancestral Dragon Body? After the battle with the Demon Nightmare Sea Dragon Demon, there are still people in the Xuanhuan Realm who have cultivated to the ninth level... Interesting, very interesting!"

"That's right! This child must be a traitorous offspring of your Sea Dragon Clan! Lord Dragon King, for your help, I, this humble immortal, will report to the True Lord of the Underworld, and you will surely be richly rewarded!"

"Enough with the noise! ​​How dare you, the Heavenly Court, interfere in the affairs of my Sea Dragon Clan!"

The Azure Dragon Claw extended, its black scales dense and obscuring the sky, instantly seizing the primordial spirit of the patrolling general.

"Azure Dragon King! You dare to kill me? I am a Celestial Official appointed by the Celestial Court. If you harm me, the Vast Abyss Sea will surely be punished by the Celestial Lord!"

"Hmph! You, a mere patrolling general, dare to threaten me? It would be more appropriate for a true lord to come in person. By the way—this avatar of mine also descended to the mortal realm in secret."

Before he finished speaking, the five claws came together.

"Oh!"

The primordial spirit transformed into a sky full of rosy clouds, shattered into quicksand, and slowly slipped through the gaps between the dragon's claws, disappearing without a trace.

Watching Cang Hong casually grab the primordial spirit of the patrol general with a claw, and then easily crush it with a pinch, Xia Daoming's pupils suddenly contracted.

The next moment, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief—

Ultimately, it was not the real body descending, but merely an avatar outside the body!
In the blink of an eye, he had already used his divine eye to clearly see that although this avatar was powerful, its realm was on par with that of the patrolling general and himself, belonging to the category of true immortals.

However, this True Immortal realm has reached a high level, far surpassing his status as a newly promoted True Immortal who has just passed the Nine-Nine Transformation Tribulation.

However, Xia Daoming's true trump card does not lie in the art of Qi Refining—he may still have a fighting chance!
"Now, besides you and me, no one else knows about this place."

Cang Hong stood on the waves, looking down with an imposing and awe-inspiring presence, his gaze filled with coldness.

"Tell me, where did you obtain this Ancestral Dragon Body?"

"By chance, I obtained it from an ancient book."

"Haha—an ancient book? You can cultivate to the ninth level with just an ancient book?"

Cang Hong's laughter abruptly ceased, his expression darkened, and his aura swept down like a tidal wave.

"Do you think I am someone who can be easily fooled?"

"Since the Dragon King doesn't believe it, why ask any more questions!"

Xia Daoming's hundred-foot-tall Ancestral Dragon Golden Body trembled slightly, and nine golden flame dragon rings appeared behind him, flowing endlessly, their golden light blazing, completely blocking the overwhelming pressure that was like a mountain collapsing.

Cang Hong narrowed his eyes slightly, his nostrils twitched slightly as if he were sniffing, and suddenly a strange look appeared on his face:
"...I sensed the presence of an old friend on you. It seems your fortune extends beyond the Ancestral Dragon Body—you have inherited his mantle."

“An old friend?” Xia Daoming sneered, his voice like the clash of swords, “Dragon King, do not tarnish the word ‘old friend’.”

"Hand over the blood of the half-ancestral dragon, and everything he left you."

Cang Hong's gaze was icy, completely unfazed by the mockery, his tone filled with certainty and condescension:

"In that case, I will grant you a quick death."

"Don't even think about it!" Xia Daoming said arrogantly, his whole body gleaming with golden light.

Cang Hong rode the waves, the waves beneath his feet surging like a dragon's roar, his aura enveloping the heavens and earth, yet a hint of disdain lingered in his brows.

"Although you are a true immortal, you are a newcomer. Today, I will see how many moves you can withstand."

Before he finished speaking, a shimmering halberd materialized in his hand. With a tremor in the void, a thousand waves surged up from the ground, transforming into a hundred-foot-long water dragon that rushed straight towards Xia Daoming.

The nine golden dragon rings behind Xia Daoming suddenly intensified, and the golden body of the ancestral dragon transformed into golden light, crashing head-on into the water dragon.

With a loud "boom," the golden flames and the surging tide exploded into countless shockwaves, causing the surrounding sea surface to churn like a boiling pot.

"Hmm?" Cang Hong raised an eyebrow slightly—the other party's Qi cultivation method was far superior to that of an ordinary initial-stage True Immortal. His magical power was like boiling golden sun, tearing a gap in his sea of ​​energy.

　That concludes today's update.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)