Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 664

“Who dares to come and die?!” Blood Hong shouted fiercely, his aura immensely powerful.

Seeing Song Linlin get cut down with one slash, many male cultivators were stunned and enraged, yet none dared to step forward for a moment, as Blood Hong’s performance was too astonishing, sending chills down their spines.

“Haha, you Divine Court cultivators really are a bunch of cowards!” Blood Hong laughed mockingly at the sight of no one approaching him.

“Bastard, don’t be so arrogant!”

A booming voice echoed like a thunderclap across millions of miles.

A towering and valiant man appeared, surrounded by dazzling holy light, wielding a mighty golden halberd. With overwhelming force, he charged at Blood Hong, the halberd’s blade soaring toward the heavens, seemingly tearing the skies apart.

Clang~!

The sound of metal clashing resonated through the heavens and the earth.

“Look, it’s Young Master Xiang making his move!” The Divine Court cultivators’ eyes lit up with excitement upon witnessing this scene.

Feeling the pressure on his arm, Blood Hong raised an eyebrow and sneered, “Finally, a guy who can fight.”

Xiang Jiba’s face was filled with murderous intent as he warned coldly, “This is not a place for you to run wild!”

“Do you think you can defeat me?”

“Roar!”

In the next moment, Blood Hong revealed his sharp fangs, his eyes glowing with blood-red light, his aura raging like a storm as his wicked weapon unleashed intense energy fluctuations.

Suddenly, crimson blade auras filled the sky, transforming into a terrifying abyssal mouth, poised to devour Xiang Jiba.

“Ugh…” Xiang Jiba sensed the surging pressure ahead, realizing he was up against an extremely powerful opponent. He couldn’t afford to hide his strength and immediately went all out to defend.

Boom boom boom~

The mighty energy currents surged violently.

Behind Xiang Jiba, a massive dharma form emerged, resembling a five-colored divine mountain, exuding an overwhelming and imposing might. With its appearance, his strength surged dramatically.

“Break for me!”

Wielding the halberd, he swung down fiercely, roaring like a beast, shaking the very heavens.

The surging crimson blade auras collapsed into nothingness.

“Hm? This is actually a Saint-level dharma form…” Blood Hong’s eyes displayed shock, unexpectedly taken aback.

To condense a complete Saint-level dharma form at the Half-Saint level was akin to finding a needle in a haystack—truly rare!

Xiang Jiba exhaled a breath of turbid air, bearing his majestic dharma form, his eyes filled with fighting spirit, radiating an aura of dominance that sent chills down spines.

No joke, he was the very first prodigy at the Half-Saint level to be recognized and taken in as a named disciple by Panlong Wusheng; naturally, he had his unique merits!

“Now this is getting interesting, otherwise, this battle would be way too dull.” Blood Hong smiled with a playful expression.

Even so, he was confident he could secure victory in this battle.

“Arrogant!”

Xiang Jiba was furious, shouting as he swung the halberd down hard, the halberd blade spreading like a mighty divine wind.

Swish! Blood Hong flapped his wings violently and transformed into a flash of dark red swiftly flying away.

Boom!

The two clashed once more, unleashing earth-shattering carnage.

Within just a short incense stick’s time, they had fought more than dozens of rounds, locked in a fierce stalemate.

The area of their battle was off-limits to any living beings, fearing being caught in the crossfire.

Meanwhile, the overseers watching the fight exchanged thoughts telepathically.

“Nine Nether has come with a fierce momentum, actually sending out someone like Blood Hong, who has no rivals at the Half-Saint level!”

“Haha, this time the Divine Court’s defensive team has Xiang Jiba, such a young prodigy. He’s the only one at the Half-Saint level who’s been favored by Panlong Wusheng and became a named disciple; I have high hopes for his performance!”

“Exactly, Blood Hong is impressive, but Xiang Jiba is no slouch either. It’s uncertain who will come out on top!”

…

However, as the battle intensified, Xiang Jiba began to feel the strain.

“Sky Dominating Slash!”

Exploiting a gap, Xiang Jiba swung his halberd down, unleashing a powerful halberd wave that seemed capable of crushing everything.

Swoosh~

A part of Blood Hong’s body was sliced apart, and at that moment, his battle knife struck Xiang Jiba as well.

“Ugh!”

Xiang Jiba’s protective energy shattered, leaving a ghastly blood mark on his shoulder, causing him to stagger backward in pain.

In contrast, Blood Hong’s wound healed rapidly, and his aura remained strong as if nothing had happened.

Looking at the grim-faced warrior, he sneered, “See that? This is the difference between you and me! How can a lowly human like you compare to the noble bloodline of my Undying Blood Clan?”

Hearing this, Xiang Jiba’s expression darkened, beads of sweat rolling down his cheeks.

He realized that their strengths were difficult to distinguish; however, any exchange of injuries would place him at a disadvantage, after all, the opponent possessed the unique talent of the Undying Blood Clan, which was the terrifying self-healing ability!

Seeing this, the overseers from Nine Nether were in high spirits, looking at the strong figures from the Divine Court and scoffing, “Your people are bound to lose. You can’t protect this Immortal Realm!”

The faces of the Divine Court overseers turned grim, not rebutting, as it was evident to all that Blood Hong had a notable advantage, which was the key to winning.

Inside the Immortal Realm.

Blood Hong…

cracked his neck, letting out ominous sounds, a cruel smile curling at his lips, his eyes glowing with menacing ferocity, “Continue!”

With that, he raised his battle knife and was ready to resume his violent assault!

Just then, a clear voice suddenly rang out from the side, “Hey, let me play with you!”

“Who?!”

Blood Hong felt a tremor of instinctive unease.

He saw a fair fist coming at him, looking plain and unremarkable, no fancy moves at all, almost like a regular person throwing a punch. But in that instant, Blood Hong’s hair stood on end as the feeling of death surged within him.

“This is bad!”

Blood Hong’s scalp went numb as he braced himself to defend with all his might.

Bang~!

The moment the battle knife met the fist, it instantly shattered into debris.

At that critical moment, Blood Hong’s adrenaline surged, his wings flapping wildly to dodge sideways.

Even so, his left shoulder was grazed by the punch, and he was violently thrown back by the massive force.

Blood Hong spun through the air, rotating a dozen arcs before barely stabilizing his form, his face filled with horror as he gazed ahead, his heart racing.

What on earth was that?!

“Eh?”

Ye Junlin’s handsome face showed a hint of surprise as he looked at the bloodied and desperate Blood Hong, pondering, “You actually didn’t die from my punch. Looks like you really are quite strong…”

Blood Hong’s lips twitched; for some reason, that sounded strange—was that a compliment or an insult?

At that moment, he felt a profound terror upon seeing the appearance of this silver-haired young man!

Just a single punch had made him experience the taste of death, something he had never felt in battles at the Half-Saint level before!

Who on earth is this guy?!