Chapter 2631: 12: The Six-Desires Bodhisattva Sits at the Heavenly Gate

Under the endless snowstorm. Shi Shanwen, as glorious as a Heavenly God, streaked across the sky with a radiant golden glow.

From afar, Jiang Wang with his hair flowing seemed to be sprinting on golden silk. The soles of his boots were like blades, slicing the golden silk into shimmering fragments.

To pursue the remaining courage and chase the enemy to the end, in a race war, no one holds compassion.

Jiang Wang held his sword and continually advanced, constantly cutting forward, ignoring the countless demon clan warriors, his eyes only fixed on Shi Shanwen. If the Heavenly Sea King dies, the battle of Frost Wind Valley can cease!

Between the crisscrossing Sword Qi, the snow and wind withered away.

Shi Shanwen raised his magnificent iron fists, blocking and parrying left and right, constantly retreating. He only needed a moment to catch his breath, even a fraction of a second, to stand firm on his "root," and he could launch a counterattack.

But Jiang Wang did not give him that chance.

The ancient Royal Dao Fist held the force to collapse the heavens, resplendent without limit. But at this moment, the peaks of the fists were shaved off, the two fingers broken, the royal path incomplete.

Where the force couldn’t reach, there were always the sword edges like frozen snow.

With every step back, there were dozens or even hundreds of clashes. His brilliantly glorious fist technique, like a golden crow touring the sky, seemed locked within a cage of swordsmanship, like a bird in a cage that couldn’t spread its wings. Every time it was about to erupt, it was cut open by seeking opportunities.

The name of the human race’s most prominent genius in recent years was no lie, this stroke of swordsmanship had reached the peak of the God-approaching level. Even at his peak state, he might not have been able to suppress it.

He kept retreating, using the method of extending the battle line to magnify the chance of his opponent making a mistake, waiting for an opportunity.

But he never got it.

The entirety of Frost Wind Valley was less than three hundred miles long, they fought from one end to the other, not knowing how many warriors had been sacrificed. Now where else could he retreat to? To retreat back to the demon clan territory?

Shi Shanwen’s rear foot stomped, causing an explosive sound, muscles rising like mountains, the battle armor trembling with golden light. His fist held the sword edge!

At this moment, a purple tint flowed through his eyes, with a hint of gold within the purple. That gold ripple spread, turning both pupils to a golden yellow in an instant.

At this moment, a terrifying pressure descended upon Frost Wind Valley, bringing fear rooted deep in the soul.

He was the supreme king, born to be so!

Consuming the Heavenly Sea, all beings bowed.

Just the overflow of his majestic aura intimidated many, causing their souls to tremble. Several human warriors, at critical moments of battle, were distracted and cut down by the demon clan.

And at the forefront, Jiang Wang finally stalled. His attack was halted.

Divine Skills, Purple Palace Golden Eyes!

This was another innate Divine Skills of Tianhai King Shi Shanwen, awakened in the Great Wilderness Dead Sea.

As he opened his divine eyes to look at Jiang Wang, a giant lion with purple hair and golden eyes charged towards Jiang Wang’s spirit world.

The Purple Palace Golden Eyes were blooming, an invincible force in the spirit world.

Relying on these eyes, he was named the "New King of the Heavenly List," ranking ninth, even Xi Yanbing held some fear of him.

Even knowing that Crash Mountain King Lu Qiyi died in a spiritual soul contest with Jiang Wang, he had absolute confidence in himself. Because Lu Qiyi’s Spirit and Soul Power was insignificant in his eyes.

But his Purple Palace Golden Eyes only saw a pair of scarlet-gold eyes.

His mighty soul manifestation only crashed into an imposing stone gate!

In the world of the spirit, the giant lion with purple hair and golden eyes stood tall and mighty.

During past battles, whenever his Purple Palace Golden Eyes opened, the spirit manifestation of the giant lion with purple hair and golden eyes could easily invade the enemy’s spirit world, sweeping all before it. A shake of the purple hair would rock the foundation of the enemy’s spirit world. A glance of the golden eyes would subdue the enemy’s spirit. A devouring bite to consume the essence!

But today, this ancient stone gate, so noble, barred entry with a single command.

Moreover, a massive Buddha body, faintly bearing Jiang Wang’s features, sat within that stone gate, defending against foreign invaders.

So-called Facing Heaven’s Gate.

So-called Six Desires Bodhisattva Sitting at Heavenly Gate!

Occasionally, beams of scarlet-gold light would shoot out, forcing him to withdraw and defend.

No matter how many spirit abilities Shi Shanwen possessed, he could not penetrate Jiang Wang’s spirit world!

This battle was conducted with unbearable suffocation!

Whether in the path of sound or spirit warfare, he was evidently stronger than his opponent, yet in combat, he could not demonstrate his advantage.

Arrogantly holding power, his fists landed on cotton!

The giant lion with purple hair and golden eyes roared incessantly, but the Six Desires Bodhisattva sitting at the Heavenly Gate was unmoved.

And in Frost Wind Valley, while the spiritual contest continued, Jiang Wang was still advancing with his sword, each step pregnant with danger.

In places where he couldn’t surpass Shi Shanwen, he held his ground for self-preservation, imprisoning sound with his spiritual field, closing the doors with Facing Heaven’s Gate, asking not for merit but no mistakes. Yet where he had seized the initiative, he advanced aggressively, slaughtering mercilessly!

Horizontal thrust and vertical swipe, all were Human Dao Sword Style. Slashing, stabbing, parrying, all hidden with killing intent.

So much so that Shi Shanwen continued to retreat.

Shi Shanwen’s Purple Palace Golden Eyes were unparalleled in strength, allowing him to almost always hold the advantage in spiritual warfare at the God-approaching level. But if he couldn’t break into the opponent’s spirit world, it was no more than empty talk.

Like two ordinary people fighting, the smaller one locks the military clan’s door. The stronger one can’t break through and can only curse through the door, his muscular strength wasted.

Yet the spirit world he couldn’t enter, in the real world, Jiang Wang relentlessly pressed on!

Each sword strike faster than the last, each more ruthless than the one before.

"Ant, you really want to die!"

The proud and conceited Heavenly Sea King could bear no more, and amidst his wildly flailing golden hair, he finally assumed a stance, letting out a furious roar—