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Chapter 918: Chapter 918: Disciple Showdown Chapter 918: Chapter 918: Disciple Showdown Between the rolling mountains, there were many figures searching, with conflicts erupting from time to time.
In a certain place, a tall man who had just subdued a millennium-old Corpse Ginseng stood facing off against a young man in white who had suddenly appeared.
Both were cautious, as they sensed an aura similar to their own emanating from the other.
Undoubtedly, both were inheritors of the Supreme Saint Hall, having received the martial arts and the Supreme Remnant Volume.
As inheritors of the Supreme Saint Hall, both the young man in white and the tall man wanted to defeat each other to obtain the Supreme Remnant Volume each carried.
This was the fate of the inheritors of the Supreme Saint Hall, unavoidable. Whenever they met, a life-and-death battle would ensue.
Inside the Ancient Alchemy Prohibited Area, the young man in white had wanted to snatch Fang Lin’s Supreme Remnant Volume, but after a prolonged battle that led nowhere, he chose to retreat.
Now, having encountered this tall man, although the man was extremely powerful, the young man in white also had confidence in himself. He believed, as long as the Soul-loss Nail didn’t act up, he could definitely take down the tall man.
Similarly, the tall man harbored the same thoughts.
The two confronted each other for a long time, neither rashly making a move, as if each had their own reservations.
But in a sudden moment, the tall man made his move. With Inner Strength surging, a giant hand reached out toward the sky and pressed down towards the young man in white.
The young man in white was well-prepared, a finger thrust forth, its light as majestic as a towering column, colliding violently with the giant hand that descended from the sky.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The dreadful Inner Strength swept in all directions, the aftershocks of their exchange powerful enough to kill a martial artist who drew upon the Spirit Vein with a single blow.
After the brief exchange, the young man in white wanted to seize the initiative; with a flicker of his figure, he rushed towards the tall man.
“Seeking death!” The tall man let out a cold shout, and with a fist fierce beyond compare, he blasted towards the young man in white.
To his surprise, what he hit was merely an afterimage; the young man in white moved with astonishing speed, and had already appeared behind the tall man.
An extremely sharp palm strike aimed straight at the back of the tall man’s heart, while his other hand transformed into a blade that savagely chopped towards the back of the tall man’s neck.
Both strikes were lethal, aimed at killing blows against the tall man.
Caught unprepared, yet the tall man remained as steady as Mount Tai, his Spirit Eye wide open, shedding light while his Inner Strength surged wildly to protect his body.
Bang! Bang!
Two muffled impacts were heard. The young man in white was sent staggering back, and the tall man did not fare well either. Although he blocked the fierce and ruthless onslaught of the young man in white, he still took a palm strike to his back.
“You’ve angered me!” The tall man’s eyes turned even colder.
The young man in white sneered with a grin, unconcerned, but deep down he dared not take things lightly. The tall young man’s strength was extremely formidable; a moment of carelessness might give him an opening.
Moreover, on himself was the looming threat of the Soul-loss Nail, and even though it was temporarily subdued by a special method, if he expended too much Inner Strength, the Soul-loss Nail would no longer be suppressed and would act up again.
Therefore, a quick battle resolution was the best choice for the young man in white.
Without delay, the young man in white slapped his forehead, and a green rust coffin howled out, carrying a chilling aura. With green lights surging forth, the coffin flew towards the tall man with a thunderous blast.
Faced with the incoming green rust coffin, the tall man did not attempt to counter barehanded; he slapped the Nine Palace Bag at his waist, and out flew a pitch-black stick.
The cudgel, whose material was unknown, was wielded by a tall man. With a furious swing, he smashed it toward the green-rusted bronze coffin.
With a thunderous boom that seemed to split heaven and earth, the nearby demon beasts instantly bled from their eardrums and wailed incessantly.
The green-rusted bronze coffin trembled slightly, then a surge of green light burst forth, entangling around the tall man’s black cudgel like ghostly hands.
Seizing the opportunity, the youth in white launched an attack using martial arts of the Supreme Saint Hall, both palms striking down as if two towering mountains were collapsing.
“Back off!” the tall man bellowed, sensing danger, and also used the martial arts of the Supreme Saint Hall.
A shadowy figure emerged from behind the tall man, not a person but a weapon like a ruler.
As soon as this weapon’s shadow appeared, it began to absorb the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, becoming more solid by the moment.
The youth in white’s fierce attack arrived, the weapon’s shadow also brought with it nature’s spiritual energy and boundless pressure, colliding with the mountain-like palms.
Inner Strength erupted violently, nearby mountains crumbled, and the earth split open as if everything in the vicinity was to be destroyed.
The youth in white let out a muffled grunt, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he stumbled back repeatedly. His already pale complexion now bore an even more unnatural hue.
Meanwhile, the tall man also spat out blood, his footsteps faltering.
Both were shocked to find the other’s strength formidable. Even though they had deployed the martial arts of the Supreme Saint Hall, neither had gained the upper hand.
A dead heat!
Of course, both were holding back, neither the youth in white nor the tall man willing to play their trump cards lightly.
“You were careless,” the youth in white suddenly sneered, causing the tall man’s expression to dramatically change.
On his hands, streaks of green rust appeared as if he had been poisoned.
The tall man turned his gaze sharply toward the green-rusted bronze coffin, his eyes filled with irritation and astonishment.
“Merely the poison of a corpse, what can it do against me?” the tall man said solemnly, his robust Inner Strength surged forth, pressing the green rust on his hands, preventing it from spreading.
“Heh, it may be suppressed temporarily, but it cannot be eradicated. It will spread within your body,” the youth in white said with a hint of ridicule in his eyes.
The tall man stared intently at his opponent, then suddenly smirked.
“So that’s it, you’ve been struck by a Soul-loss Nail,” the tall young man revealed, having discerned that the youth in white was afflicted by a Soul-loss Nail.
The youth in white’s gaze hardened slightly, “Even if I am struck by a Soul-loss Nail, so what? You’ve been poisoned by my corpse poison. You’re bound to lose this battle!”
“That’s not necessarily the case. Once the Soul-loss Nail takes effect, you might not even be able to save your own life,” the tall man said, settling into a calm demeanor.
“Then let’s see who can’t hold out first!” the youth in white laughed heartily, once again mobilizing the green-rusted bronze coffin to attack his opponent.
The tall man didn’t even glance at it, tossing out the black cudgel in his hand. The black cudgel, as if sentient, blocked the green-rusted bronze coffin.
Boom, boom, boom, boom!!!
Their exchanges continued, each employing their martial arts, turning the surrounding hundred miles into a complete wasteland as though trampled by a gigantic beast.
At the height of their battle, an immense fist imprint appeared out of nowhere, accompanied by the roar of a Kylin.
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