"Is that so?"

At this moment, Ji Haoyuan's expression suddenly turned indifferent.

He unhurriedly said, "In that case, I ask Senior Brother Meng to carefully consider whether Nanhua has such qualifications."

As soon as his words fell, an unclear yellow light appeared behind Ji Haoyuan.

Soon, a giant hand like a mountain stretched out, directly grabbing towards Meng Changtian.

Crackle—

On that giant hand, strands of yellow lightning arcs suddenly surged.

In the end, what truly determines everything between cultivators is their own strength.

"How bold!"

A fierce look flashed in Meng Changtian's eyes.

It seemed that he had been waiting for this move from Ji Haoyuan all along.

Clang!

A huge spear shadow suddenly lit up in the air.

Sharp and icy cold.

Carrying a terrifying aura that could pierce through anything.

Seeing this, the corners of Ji Haoyuan's mouth involuntarily formed a slight disdainful curve.

With a bang, the giant hand flashing with yellow lightning arcs, like a mountain, immediately grasped the spear shadow.

Then it squeezed forcefully.

Crunch—

A sharp twisting sound suddenly echoed in the air.

In an instant, the spear shadow first dimmed and twisted, then with a bang, was forcibly crushed by the yellow hand crackling with lightning arcs!

"What!"

Meng Changtian's face immediately revealed a look of shock.

Pulled by the Qi mechanism, his entire being uncontrollably took three steps back.

Even Master Qianyue at the side had a look of disbelief on his face at this moment.

Even though they had exchanged just one move,

Master Qianyue, reliant on the eyesight of a Golden Core True Man, could see that Ji Haoyuan's strength now was undoubtedly several levels higher than when they last faced each other.

At least he admitted that if he were to confront Meng Changtian, it would be difficult to gain any advantage.

"You're presumptuous!"

Flames of anger suddenly flared up in Meng Changtian's eyes.

He quickly formed hand seals.

Buzz buzz buzz!

In an instant, densely packed light points appeared in the void.

Each light point was like an intensely compressed spear ray, shooting towards Ji Haoyuan with a screech that broke sound barriers.

Breaking Spear Light Transformation Technique!

This was a superior third-rank magic mastered by Meng Changtian.

Once executed, it unleashed thousands of spear rays compressed to an extreme, transforming into light points, attacking the enemy like a downpour.

"Interesting."

Ji Haoyuan commented calmly.

Then, without any visible movement,

a hazy yellow light curtain unfolded in front of Ji Haoyuan.

With a sequence of crackling sounds,

those light points hit the yellow light curtain before Ji Haoyuan, causing a series of dense sounds like raindrops on plantain leaves.

But from start to finish, the yellow light curtain in front of Ji Haoyuan did not budge an inch.

There was no sign of it being broken.

"Senior Brother Meng, your magic, though powerful,

unfortunately, lacks the subtlety and charm due to its stiff transformation."

Ji Haoyuan evaluated as he lightly pointed a finger.

Buzz!

In mid-air, a giant spear shadow, like a mountain, fell with a roar.

Initially, the spear shadow seemed mountain-like, but as it approached Meng Changtian, it appeared to transform into a surging mighty river.

Roaring and unending.

Meng Changtian only felt his entire heart being drawn entirely into the spear shadow.

Uncontrollably, he moved towards the spear shadow.

Seeing he was about to be engulfed, suddenly, a loud shout came from one of the flying ships behind.

"Junior Brother Meng, wake up quickly!"

Crash!

As the words fell, a blue whirlwind spontaneously formed.

In the next moment, the whirlwind turned into a ferocious tiger, with bared fangs, lunging straight at Ji Haoyuan's spear shadow.

"Oh, finally willing to show up?"

Ji Haoyuan squinted his eyes.

This time, he won't show any courtesy.

Raising his hand,

the sky blurred slightly,

and then a splendid crimson Heavenly Thunder descended.

With a crash,

the crimson Heavenly Thunder struck the whirlwind tiger, dispersing it immediately.

This was not the end.

Ji Haoyuan reached out with his arm.

Rip—

In the air, a vast, sun-like magnificent sword light layered and intersected.

In a flash, it was at the chest of a man in a blue long robe.

"How could this be...?"

Shock first arose in the blue-robed man's eyes, followed by deep seriousness.

A small blue banner appeared in his palm.

He lightly shook it, but each shake seemed to require great effort.

The surging magical power formed a pillar shooting into the sky above him.

However, despite the exertion needed to shake the small banner,

once it was set in motion, its unleashed power was astonishing.

Crash—

Half the sky darkened instantly.

A strong, blue-gray wind capable of blowing away mountains, grinding the earth, and stirring up colossal water currents, fiercely swept towards Ji Haoyuan's sword light!

Seeing this, whether it was Meng Changtian, Master Qianyue, or Shi Siyao, their expressions slightly changed.

"Is that? An imitation of a fourth-rank True Treasure, the Doomsday Wind Disaster Banner!"

As the name suggests, this banner was crafted in imitation of the fourth-rank True Treasure, the Doomsday Wind Disaster Banner.

Though not a fourth-rank True Treasure, it reached the third-rank top level.

Otherwise, such a phenomenon akin to a realm wouldn't appear in the sky above.

"Oh? An imitation of a fourth-rank True Treasure?"

It was indeed Ji Haoyuan's first encounter with such a magical treasure.

It's undeniable that each third-rank top-level magical treasure has its unique extraordinary power,

like the realm of a Golden Core great cultivator.

Such magical treasures can also unleash the power of the Magical Domain.

They can definitely be considered one of a sect's foundations.

However, the opponent unexpectedly brought such a treasure,

suggesting the beast tide in the Qiu Long Mountain Range this time might indeed be complicated.

Ji Haoyuan didn't think they brought such a treasure specifically to deal with him.

Back then, they probably didn't think he was worth that effort.

Various thoughts flashed through his mind.

Watching his sword light slowly being dispersed and obliterated by the blue-gray gales,

just then, three-colored lightning arcs suddenly leaped and collided in Ji Haoyuan's palm, finally merging into a three-colored lightning.

Vast and mighty.

Carrying rumbling power, it instantly plunged into the darkened wind disaster!

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