Chapter 2615: 6: Dugu Zhen the Invincible, Eastern Sea Mountain of Fortune_3

Scarlet-striped Vajra Elixir, Six-colored Spirit Body Elixir, Fierce Yang Tiger Soul Elixir, Boiling Blood Cyan Elixir, four elixirs swallowed into his abdomen, Spirit was enhanced to an unprecedented summit, in this state he even dared to challenge Marquis Wu Gong Xue Mingyi of Yong Country one-on-one! Who dares to claim invincibility?

Even stand alone like Dugu?

"How many competitors did you take down to earn this challenge opportunity?" To better assimilate the elixir’s power, before the official battle began, Gong Bai proactively asked a question.

At this moment he could smell his own breath, sweet and fragrant, each exhaled breath was infused with power... utterly satisfying.

Jiang Wang was somewhat surprised, but only "somewhat." The state of the opponent before him seemed a bit odd. The power was immense yet chaotic, like a kettle whistling ready to blow off the lid.

He was even worried if he was too slow to make a move, the person before him would explode.

Without much thought, he responded casually, "About twenty or so, I didn’t really pay attention."

He had never experienced the threshold for a blessed land challenge before; it was his first time learning it requires defeating several competitors to earn a chance to challenge the blessed land.

However, this posed no difficulty for him, the process was even somewhat boring. Many were not even as surprising as Bai Yuxia from the Inner Mansion Realm, who could at least spark numerous combat ideas within him. While these opponents had Divine Coming Power, their strategies were too outdated, lacking creativity. Not to say weak, but unimpressive for Marquis Wu’an, whose palate had been spoiled by Qi Country Martial Arts Academy.

Thus, during the qualification rounds for the blessed land challenge, he was fully focused on studying his own combat system, not particularly caring about the opponents.

Gong Bai furrowed his brows, sensing the matter was not simple.

Last month, including himself, only twelve people competed for the blessed land challenge qualification. This month the number exceeded forty, suggesting the participants in the Taixu Illusion Realm were indeed increasing daily.

And this Dugu Wudi managed to stand out among so many people, indicating his strength might also exceed expectations.

"I see..." Gong Bai raised his hand to cover his mouth, yawned without leaving a trace, and subtly took in another three Boiling Blood Cyan Elixirs.

His face suddenly flushed red, hot blood began to surge upwards.

Swallowed seven elixirs, my life is determined by myself, not by the heavens!

"Ah!"

He couldn’t bother with chatting anymore; the overwhelming power on his body urgently needed release. Suddenly opening his mouth, a fire dragon roared out, scorching through the air, straight towards the opponent!

But he only saw a hand rise up, the fire dragon he spewed was... simply pressed out.

And by his ear, he actually heard his own roar—the sound "Ah!"

This sound cracked into a Sound Pattern Blade, abruptly slicing at his ear.

Luckily, the Scarlet-striped Vajra Elixir shielded him, resulting in mere pain without injury.

"Hiss!"

He drew a breath of cold air.

But even that single "hiss," splintered into a Sound Pattern Sword, slicing through lips and tongue!

In his ears, waves surged tumultuously; in his mouth, a grand uproar.

The sound patterns forged into blade, spear, sword, and halberd, growing more fractious and numerous as they fought harder.

Gong Bai forcibly swallowed a muffled grunt, suppressing the sound, opening his mouth to expel two chipped teeth along with the Sword Qi of the sound pattern.

Face flushed, veins bulging, immense power like a blaze, boiling, burning external!

Under such bizarre sound-based killing technique, he dared not linger long in battle, resolved to tip the opponent using the immense power of the elixir, like crushing eggs with a mountain.

Under the effect of the Six-colored Spirit Body Elixir, his speed was so fast he could barely control it himself.

In an instant like a streaming light, with just a flash, he skirted Dugu Wudi.

Fortunately, Dugu Wudi immediately chased after him...

At this moment, Gong Bai was consumed with the need to unleash his power, wielding a pair of water-dividing stingers, body turning like streaming light, white frost spraying from his seven orifices.

But across the Discussion Platform, the two streaming lights chased each other, whirling swiftly in circles.

In between, the white frost shredded by Sword Qi dispersed like mist.

Their engagement entered a stage of full contact, battling intricately within an inch. Under such conditions, Gong Bai could lavishly exert the elixir’s power, each move imbued with potency, utterly fearless of exhaustion.

But soon, he started feeling uncomfortable.

The discomfort wasn’t due to negative feedback from the elixirs themselves, but because every move seemed to be anticipated! The opponent’s swordsmanship appeared lackluster, but exhibited excellent combat awareness, extremely agile movements, each strike hitting his most uncomfortable pressure point.

And that damned sound!

Every clash and collision, he had to specifically control the voice. While the opponent went on with incessant hums and shouts. Attacks triggered by sound ever dense as the tide, growing increasingly potent!

He felt like squatting in the privy when the enemy broke in, unsure whether to pull up or not pull up his pants, caught in a dilemma.

Might as well ignite Path Origin, burn blood and energy, release spiritual sense!

He felt like he was exploding!

Under the effect of Fierce Yang Tiger Soul Elixir, his spiritual sense power was incredibly terrifying, and battles concerning spiritual sense, even at divine arrival levels, demanded considerable skill.

If by crushing the opponent with Spirit and Soul Power, he thought he might find a chance?

This was utilizing brute force to subdue, taking elixirs to soothe a thousand troubles!

He sensed his power was climbing, nearly infinitely, seemingly brushing against a boundary he had never reached.

But at the highest point of his momentum, suddenly a sword, lightly brushed across his forehead.

Within the ever expanding flesh body power, Path Origin power, Spirit and Soul Power, amid the swelling strong delusions, Gong Bai suddenly felt a trace of coolness.

He felt like a deflated bladder, air leaking out rapidly, deflating fast.

This sword not only brushed against the critical point of his flesh body power expansion, but also severed the key node for his Spirit and Soul Power’s outward burst... such an terrifying sword! Why had such a person only now come to the Taixu Illusion Realm?

There are days to come, there are days to come...

In the final dissipating moment of consciousness, Gong Bai thus comforted himself.

Perhaps when he leaves next month or so, he’ll make a comeback.

Not everyone can be Dugu Wudi, right?