Chapter 447: A Draw?
"Roar!"
The Golden Ape Demon Commander let out a furious roar, the golden armor on his body radiating dazzling light. Within the golden glow, strange light patterns surged—but even with all that power, he was unable to fend off Teng Feng, who wielded the Four Symbols Immortal Suppression Pillar.
Boom!
A rainbow beam thousands of feet long pierced through the void and, under countless watching eyes, slammed into the Golden Ape Demon Commander.
A deep, thunderous sound roared across the battlefield as wild energy spread like a storm.
Moments later, a muffled crash echoed out—his massive body was sent hurtling backward in a sorry state, smashing into the ground and carving out a trench hundreds of feet long.
Clearly, this battle had ended with Teng Feng's victory.
"Haha! And you think that's enough to challenge Mang Mountain? What a joke!" Teng Feng stood in mid-air, laughing madly at the scene before him.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the platform, after a hard-fought battle, the Sky Dragon Demon Commander and Teng Lin found themselves evenly matched. Unable to defeat each other, the match was declared a draw.
"Chiefs… I'm sorry."
Upon returning, both the Golden Ape Demon Commander and the Sky Dragon Demon Commander lowered their heads, looking disgraced.
After all, Lin Dong had lent them divine artifacts, yet they still ended up in such a state—it was hard not to feel ashamed.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "No need to apologize. There are still three matches left. What's the rush?"
"Big Brother, it's my turn," said Xiao Yan, taking a deep breath, his voice low and steady.
"Go ahead. Just make sure to prioritize your safety," Lin Fan nodded gently.
Lin Dong silently stepped forward, lightly squeezing Xiao Yan's hand. A glint of unspoken understanding flickered through his dark eyes.
Boom!
Under the gaze of thousands, Xiao Yan stepped forward. With a single stomp, his massive frame soared through the sky and landed heavily on the platform.
Roar!
At the moment Xiao Yan moved, the Tiger Devourer Army behind him let out a series of deep roars. They sat down cross-legged in unison, exhaling and inhaling in rhythm, as waves of vast, black energy filled the air—an awe-inspiring display of strength.
Xiao Yan's expression remained icy. Then, with a stomp of his foot, the ground trembled. The mighty black aura rushed toward him, transforming into streaks of rainbow light that poured into his body.
Crack!
With the infusion of this tremendous power, his already robust frame swelled even larger. Veins pulsed beneath his skin like coiled dragons, and waves of explosive strength radiated from his body.
By merging with the Tiger Devourer Army's aura, Xiao Yan's strength now matched that of a Rotation Stage powerhouse.
The gap between the perfected Death Profound Stage and the Rotation Stage was enormous, and without the power of an ancestral symbol, Xiao Yan could only rely on this elite force he had personally trained.
"This guy's incredible—he can actually channel his army's power into himself so seamlessly."
Some sharp-eyed observers in the crowd looked on with serious expressions.
They understood just how difficult this feat was. After all, that power didn't belong to him—it was borrowed. Merging it into his body without backlash was nearly impossible unless there was perfect synergy between him and the troops.
Even the slightest flaw in this process could result in his body being torn apart by the force he sought to wield.
Lin Fan nodded slightly as he watched Xiao Yan—this unique battle style had its own formidable charm.
The Sky Dragon Demon Commander and the Golden Ape Demon Commander looked on in shock as well.
Xiao Yan had only reached the peak of the Death Profound Stage—just one step below the Rotation Stage. Yet for most, that step was an uncrossable chasm.
They hadn't expected Xiao Yan to achieve such strength through sheer force of will and ingenuity.
"A mere perfected Death Profound cultivator, and he needs tricks like this just to make a name for himself?"
A cold laugh rang out—Teng Shan, one of the Five Overlords of Mang Mountain, stepped onto the platform.
Though his tone was mocking, there was no trace of contempt in his gaze. He clearly took Xiao Yan seriously.
Xiao Yan didn't respond. Instead, he clenched his fist, and a massive black warhammer appeared in his hand. As it materialized, cracks spread across the ground beneath his feet.
"The Nine Cauldrons Divine Hammer?"
Teng Shan's face darkened as he recognized the weapon.
Around them, gasps erupted from the crowd, many filled with envy.
The Four Symbols Palace kept revealing divine artifacts one after another—many of those watching had struggled their entire lives without laying hands on even a single one.
Teng Shan raised his arm, summoning an ancient stone pillar. The surface glowed with Vermilion Bird markings, and faint screeches echoed from it. Against Xiao Yan and his Nine Cauldrons Divine Hammer, Teng Shan dared not be careless.
One with a divine hammer, the other with a Vermilion Bird Immortal Pillar—both lunged at each other in a furious clash!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The collision of two mighty divine weapons unleashed terrifying shockwaves. Deep, resonating booms echoed out, making the eardrums of onlookers ache.
"What a fierce confrontation…"
Everyone watched in awe as the two figures battled like berserk beasts. Their direct, brutal exchange was visually overwhelming.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Neither side tried to avoid the other. Every strike was a head-on collision—hammer against pillar. Each time they clashed, space twisted, and shockwaves ripped massive fissures into the earth below.
The sheer ferocity of the battle left hearts pounding.
But no matter how intense the clash, it had to end eventually.
After a brutal exchange, Xiao Yan finally triumphed over Teng Shan.
With a mighty swing, the Nine Cauldrons Divine Hammer smashed Teng Shan, who coughed up blood and was sent flying over a thousand feet before crashing hard into the ground—his condition unknown.
Whoooosh!
The crowd erupted in astonishment.
No one had expected Xiao Yan, who clearly started at a disadvantage, to win!
"How… how is this possible?"
"Isn't the Flame Commander from Thunder Abyss Mountain only at the peak of the Death Profound Stage?"
"To defeat a Rotation Stage expert from that level… what a monster!"
"This one win brings the Four Symbols Palace back to a tie. Who would've thought!"
"…"
"Well done," Lin Fan said with a smile as Xiao Yan returned. He patted his shoulder approvingly.
The Golden Ape Demon Commander and Sky Dragon Demon Commander also stepped forward to offer their congratulations.
Lin Dong gave a small nod—this battle, Xiao Yan had truly done a fine job.
"The next one… should be my turn."
Lin Dong's gaze slowly turned toward Mang Mountain's side, and he murmured softly.
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