A Scroll of Infinite Glory

Guan Luoyang's experience at this moment was not entirely one of emptiness and discomfort, but also a strange sense of detachment.

Under normal circumstances, a person cannot feel the temperature of their own muscles and internal organs. Everything under the skin is unknown to the person. It is like not being able to see the true face of Mount Lu because you are in the mountain yourself.

However, after being hit by the Fire Lotus Seal unleashed by the Double Sleeves Seal, Guan Luoyang seemed to have a completely new perspective. He was able to feel the heat between his limbs and bones breaking free from its originally evenly dispersed state, separating and converging into streams of flowing heat.

The flow of heat and the framework of flesh and blood are intertwined, becoming less like a state of complete integration with the flesh and blood body, and more like a guest residing between the flesh and blood, just like—the primordial energy of the bluebird.

When Guan Luoyang was first affected by the Fire Lotus Seal, he used his Azure Bird Primordial Qi to suppress the Yang Qi rising from his feet, which was driven by his own will. However, at this time, the Yang Qi in his whole body was restless, and the Azure Bird Primordial Qi could no longer maintain its impregnable advantage.

Two similar yet different heat currents kept colliding and converging, bringing Guan Luoyang even more uncontrollable chaos, and even reducing his perception of the outside world, until a violent whipping force suddenly came from his back.

This jerk caused Guan Luoyang's body to sway violently, and the two heat currents coexisting within him rushed towards his taut back as if in response.

Previously unable to exceed its limits, the Azure Bird's vital energy, guided by the entanglement of the Yang energy's heat flow, surged down from the shoulders and spread along the spine.

The bronze-colored patterns extend to the back and even the surface of the clothing, revealing subtle and intricate designs.

Snapped! ! !

On the arena, the thick, long black shadow that emerged from Wei Dinggong's sleeve struck Guan Luoyang with a sharp, explosive sound.

But then a bronze glow appeared on Guan Luoyang's back, shaking off the dark shadow. He only swayed slightly, but his clothes and skin were completely unharmed.

A ruthless glint flashed in Wei Dinggong's eyes. He pressed down with his palm, and the black shadow twitched in the air before striking again. This time, it struck Guan Luoyang's lumbar spine, and the tip of the shadow even produced a metallic whistling sound.

From below the stage, Qiu Di shouted angrily, "Shameless!"

"You..." Grand Master Yanglian opened her mouth to rebuke, but a mouthful of blood gushed out, and she staggered, unable to utter a sound.

On the stage, Guan Luoyang spun around, rising from his half-kneeling position like a tiger dozing with its tail coiled up. He suddenly stood up, turned his head, and his hand swept out, grabbing the middle of the dark figure.

The Azure Bird's vital energy had just flowed down his spine, and after it revitalized his spine, all the muscles in his body felt like they had a backbone, and his breathing immediately became more regular.

With just this simple turning motion, the surging heat settled into its proper place, filling the extremities of the body, from the palms to the toes.

The howling black shadow revealed its true form only after he caught it. It looked like the tail of a large python, with scales that emitted a faint glow and were probably as hard as steel. Especially at the tip of the tail, the scales were dense, making it look like a slender iron rod.

But Guan Luoyang used all his strength in this grab, it was so fierce, his five fingers clenched together, he actually tore off that part of the tail.

Once the tail is broken off, it immediately shrivels up, revealing that there is nothing inside.

This is not a live python, but a python's shed skin.

Guan Luoyang's expression remained unmoved. Tearing off this piece of snake tail was merely a casual flick of his wrist, causing damage. Even if five or six swords suddenly emerged from the broken end of the snake tail, it wouldn't hinder his next move.

With a tear in his left hand and a stomp on the table, the fierce wind was carried by Guan Luoyang's robes as he pushed Wei Dinggong's old face with his other hand.

Wei Dinggong's face was slightly deformed by the strong wind pressure, and his feet seemed to be spinning rapidly as he floated flat on the table.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that a snakeskin had dangled from his trouser leg and was placed under his feet. The flexible scales of the snakeskin wriggled, propelling his entire body forward at a rapid pace.

At the same time, long, dark shadows shot out from his sleeves, rapidly expanding and becoming full and powerful as soon as they left the cuffs, like dried snakeskin transformed into living pythons, pouncing and biting at Guan Luoyang from multiple different angles.

These pythons, some soaring in the air and others swimming on the ground, actually perfectly matched the essence of the sealing formation.

No matter which angle Guan Luoyang tried to dodge from, he would inevitably be entangled by these long, slender snakes and fall into a brutal slaughter.

Wei Dinggong had nine large python skins on his body. After soaking them in a medicinal solution, the damage caused by the pythons shedding their skin was stitched up. Iron stones were used to polish the skin into the shape of snake skulls and sewn onto one end of the snake skin. When necessary, he could simulate a venomous snake and inject his carefully prepared venom into his prey.

The magical artifacts made in this way are usually soft like silk and can be kept close to the body without being visible. When needed, they are infused with magical power and controlled remotely. The hollow snakeskin immediately swells up and moves swiftly.

It is truly a top-tier treasure for protection and killing enemies. No matter which snakeskin magic weapon it is, as long as it is spun in the air, killing tigers and leopards is just a piece of cake.

But Guan Luoyang didn't understand at all. As he chased after him, he took large strides and swung his arms, grabbing and pulling with both hands, using the silk-wrapping technique from the Five-Step Grappling Hand.

No matter which part of these pythons you grab, as long as you flick your wrist, you can immediately extend the force to the head and tail of the python, making it unable to move freely.

The magical power that Wei Dinggong poured in couldn't withstand the violence of Guan Luoyang's flesh and blood. When the seven giant pythons touched his hand, they all turned into dead snakes. He crushed them in his hand and then whipped them at Wei Dinggong without any rhyme or reason.

The iron block that served as the snake's head slashed through the air and crashed to the ground with a thud, leaving a hole with each strike.

Wei Dinggong narrowly escaped danger. The two remaining pythons coiled around his body, their heads leaping out from his front and back of his neck, constantly flashing and attacking, using their heads to knock away the black shadows that were whipping at him.

Taking this opportunity, Wei Dinggong placed his left hand over his chest and abdomen, pressing his middle finger three inches below his navel and his thumb three inches above his navel. He bent his right index and ring fingers, while the other three fingers were naturally spread out, pointing at Guan Luoyang.

Guan Luoyang dodged by instinct, and as he turned to the side, he glanced back and found that where he had just been standing, a small clump of air had condensed, as if a roughly shaped ice flower had appeared out of thin air, before it disappeared with a bang.

Wei Dinggong participated in this magical duel not with the intention of going through the motions like the others, but because he was truly after the Jade Register Grand Master's talisman. Naturally, he prepared some trump cards, believing that he might be able to defeat the two renowned figures, Grand Master Yanglian and Huangtou Taigong.

This ultimate secret technique is the method of qi restriction.

During the Jin Dynasty, Ge Hong's "Biographies of Immortals, Volume 3, Ge Yue" recorded: Huang Luzi's surname was Ge and his given name was Yue. He was very good at curing diseases. He would send his name from a thousand miles away and he would cure the disease. He did not need to see the patient's body. He was good at the way of qi restraint. He could prevent tigers, wolves and all kinds of insects from moving, prevent birds from flying away, and make water flow backward for a mile.

While Wei Dinggong couldn't perform the miraculous feat of making the river flow backward a mile, his ability to suppress wild beasts from a distance was unparalleled. Moreover, he was a clever and resourceful man, and the target of his qi-suppressing technique was not the enemy as a whole, but rather the enemy's internal organs.

No matter how strong one's muscles and bones become, as long as one is still alive, the internal organs will always have unavoidable weaknesses.

The Qi-suppressing technique can suppress the invisible power of wild beasts. If it is applied directly to their internal organs, it will surely crush their hearts and livers. Whether it is Grand Master Yang Lian or Guan Luoyang, they will die on the spot.

When his first strike missed, Wei Dinggong made several quick finger gestures with his right hand.

One after another, clusters of wrinkled ice flowers appeared in the air.

Although Guan Luoyang dodged them all, each encounter was more dangerous than the last.

With just a slight movement of his finger, Wei Dinggong could extend his power across a range of four to five meters to the opposite side.

To dodge this invisible and formless attack, Guan Luoyang needed to move his entire body out of the area every time the opponent's fingers flicked.

Such an exaggerated proportion is too physically demanding. If the stalemate continues, Guan Luoyang will inevitably make a mistake sooner or later.

That would turn it into a simple test of endurance. To put it bluntly, it would be like Wei Dinggong flying a kite and playing with a monkey, which is far from Guan Luoyang's desire for repeated victories and dominating the entire arena.

Wei Dinggong sensed a growing ferocity in the other person's eyes, and instead of being alarmed, he was delighted.

In fact, his Qi-restricting technique also greatly depleted his vital energy. If it really dragged on, even if he could defeat Guan Luoyang, he would have no chance of winning when Huangtou Taigong and Gaodian Fashi came on stage.

It's a good thing that the young Taoist priest has emotions. When emotions run high, mistakes are more likely to happen, giving the priest a better chance to resolve the situation sooner.

In the instant that he was once again evaded by the Qi-restricting technique, Guan Luoyang paused, his body now less than half a foot away from the ice flower.

Wei Dinggong was overjoyed and reached out to touch it.

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone with sufficient vision, time in the arena seemed to slow down because of their excessive focus and tension.

Wei Dinggong's hand was slowly moving, gathering energy, and reaching out.

Guan Luoyang also threw a punch, and the speed of his punch was probably ten times faster than the speed of his opponent's arm movement.

But at this moment, the two are nearly ten meters apart. Even if his punch is faster than the opponent's, what use is it?

The moment the thought of doubt arose in the minds of Huangtou Taigong, Master Yanglian, Qiushi, and the others, they discovered that the path of Guan Luoyang's punch was not empty.

The snakeskins he had captured were now being held in his other hand and flung into the air, with one of the snake heads positioned precisely in the trajectory of his right fist.

Anger arises from the heart, and fire erupts from the fist—the most violent and fastest cannon punch style.

Heart like gunpowder... fist like a bullet!

The iron-stone snake head was struck by this punch, and due to the sudden and violent acceleration, it tore through the snake skin and shot out, splitting open a sliver of air.

Bang! ! !

A scream rang out.

Guan Luoyang felt as if his heart had been pressed, and he rubbed his chest in discomfort.

But it wasn't him who screamed.

Wei Dinggong howled in pain, clutching his right wrist—the very hand that had been forming the hand seals. It was now completely deformed; the iron skull of a python was embedded in the bone of his hand, blood gushing out.

The blood was red when it first splattered, but as it flowed on, it became tinged with a bluish-green hue.

That was venom from the snake's head, which had seeped into his wound.

Wei Dinggong's right side immediately went numb, his tongue went numb, he couldn't make a sound, and he couldn't jump off the stage to admit defeat.

"Master, I'll see you off."

Guan Luoyang walked up to him, smiled, and slapped him across the face.

Wei Dinggong tumbled off the stage, but was caught by his disciples, who quickly administered the antidote.

So far, he's the only one who has suffered the most serious injuries and the most humiliating defeat at Guan Luoyang's hands.

But everyone has seen what he did before, and now no one will stand up for him.

Guan Luoyang wiped his right hand with the snakeskins, tossed them aside, looked down at the audience, and said with a burning gaze, "There are two more."

The way the hundreds of people around him are looking at him now is completely different from how they looked at him at the beginning.

Including Master Xu Luo, Guan Luoyang has now defeated eight people in a row. Each of these eight people is a renowned sorcerer from their respective prefecture.

Although he benefited from the limitations of the arena, it was enough to prove that this seemingly young Taoist priest truly possessed the strength to stand among the top ranks of the fifteen prefectures of Jiaozhi.

Even if he loses, it will be a glorious defeat. And if he can win every game... perhaps, it will become a legend right before our eyes.

"Appearing out of nowhere, ready to hunt down heroes!"

Huangtou Taigong slapped the armrest of his chair and sighed deeply. "Decades ago, when that Taoist priest Dongyuan came to Jiaozhi, the scene was so similar to this one. Master Gaodian, even if you are willing to be at a disadvantage in front of such a person, your old friends in the Hung King Temple, who are buried up to their necks in the dirt, will not blame you."

Master Gaodian gripped the staff wrapped in hemp cloth tightly in his hand, remained silent for a long time, then rose and bowed to the platform.

"I concede defeat."

Guan Luoyang nodded to him, looked at the old man with the desolate head, and said, "So, only you, old master, are left."

"At my age, I'm practically on my deathbed, just one handful of earth away from my bones. I should never have competed with you young people. But that year, the Wudang Taoists came to Jiaozhi for the first time and, by stepping on the names of our various sects, established the authority of the Jade Register Grand Master's Talisman."

The old man with the desolate head spoke slowly, his aged voice blending with the sound of confetti swaying as he stood up. He tucked his sleeves into his sleeves and stepped onto the stage.

"This matter has been weighing on my mind for decades, and you are just too much like him. The old man doesn't want to take this wish to his grave."

He stepped onto the arena, letting out a long sigh, and said, "Not only am I the only one left, but I also only have one move left, and this move is extremely dangerous. If you can't overcome it..."

Guan Luoyang met his gaze calmly and said, "I have no regrets about life or death."

"good!!!!"

The old man's cheer grew longer and longer towards the end, its echo reverberating and sharp as a flute.

With a rustling sound, he pulled a small axe from his sleeve, looked ahead, his gaze higher than Guan Luoyang who had dodged and bumped into him.

That is the main gate and main hall of the Zhenwu Temple.

He chopped down on the Fengzhao Zhenwu Temple with an axe.

The Zhenwu Temple seemed to remain still, yet it emitted a tremendous force, and a shrill scream suddenly erupted in the air, making hundreds of onlookers with lower cultivation levels feel nauseous.

Guan Luoyang and Huangtou Taigong were already very close.

A sharp whistle pierced the air as the plane landed, dust billowed up, and everything suddenly shattered.

The arena, which was over 100 square meters in size, had only been partially damaged by previous battles, but at this moment, dry dust was rising from the entire arena.

Regardless of their magical abilities, everyone around them was on edge, waiting for the outcome.

Once the dust settled, the damaged state of the arena was revealed, with more than a dozen huge, crisscrossing slashes ruthlessly cutting through the high platform.

The distance between Guan Luoyang and Huangtou Taigong was much greater than before the dust storm, from being within arm's reach to being ten steps apart.

Old Man Huangtou had only chopped once with his axe, but now he was panting like a broken bellows. Looking at the scene in front of him, he disappointedly loosened his trembling hand and let the small axe fall to the ground.

Guan Luoyang raised his right hand and held up one index finger to a height where everyone could see it.

His face was slightly pale, and even the finest hairs on his face seemed to become clearer in the dust and sunlight. His clothes appeared to have long, narrow tears, but his body was completely unharmed.

The raised finger bends, returns to zero, and clenches into a fist.

The last one...

"I have won completely!!!"