Even though Chuan Ning could see that Ye Qingchen was only at the Celestial Saint Fifth Layer, at this mont, he did not underestimate or look down on him at all. Instead, he unleashed his most powerful techniques right from the start.
Because whether it was the Master of the Thunder Departnt or the Great Guardian Shan Xuan Yi, they both proved that Ye Qingchen’s strength was beyond ordinary judgnt.
Boom!
Therefore.
As soon as he rose, Chuan Ning’s aura no longer held back in the slightest, his wild power was like the Five Great Mountains soaring into the sky. The imnse pressure swept wildly, instantly surging in all directions.
In an instant, the entire hall groaned with the sound of cracking, filled with a dense web of fissures, as if it couldn’t withstand Chuan Ning’s imposing aura.
At the sa ti.
Chuan Ning clapped his hands together and suddenly ford a seal, as if embracing the sun and moon, smashing it down on the spot. Circulation Spiritual Qi poured in, converging behind him, forming a ghostly blue snow mountain!
"Snow Mountain Seal!"
"Crack!"
With the arrival of the Snow Mountain Seal, a fierce coldness swept over as ice rapidly ford in all directions. The very center of this snow mountain’s oppression was Ye Qingchen!
Facing this seemingly ancient, eternal snow mountain, Ye Qingchen’s expression remained unchanged as he slowly raised his right hand to wave it away.
"Courting death!"
Seeing Ye Qingchen’s action, a trace of anger appeared in Chuan Ning’s eyes.
One must know.
What he was executing was the "Nine Imperial Mountain God Seal"!
Mountain Departnt Technique.
It is said to have been created by a powerful figure from the Western regions, who traveled through countless rivers and mountains of the martial world, refining them into this technique with the most majestic nine mountains as its foundation.
One seal is equivalent to one mountain!
Yet now, Ye Qingchen casually responded, completely disregarding him!
"Watch how I crush you to death!"
Chuan Ning roared, his hands falling with even more force, multiplied several tis in an instant, smashing fiercely onto Ye Qingchen’s palm.
Boom!
The seal and palm collided.
Like a peal of thunder, the snow mountain seal in the void suddenly exploded. The surging energy blasted in all directions, shredding and scattering the already overburdened palace to the ground in an instant.
Even the entire West Cold Mountain trembled silently.
Both parties separated after the clash.
Ye Qingchen stood motionless, while Chuan Ning staggered back several steps.
"How could this be?"
Chuan Ning exclaid.
He could feel that the force contained in Ye Qingchen’s palm was in no way weaker than his own, and even stronger by three parts.
"To actually use mountains as seals, quite interesting!"
Ye Qingchen remarked with interest.
He once encountered a swordsmanship called "Ninefold Mountain Sword", consisting of nine moves, each move akin to a mountain. But this "Nine Imperial Mountain God Seal" was far more superior than the "Ninefold Mountain Sword".
Chuan Ning didn’t respond, instead clapped his hands together and ford another hand seal.
Boom!
The void trembled, and behind him, a mountain shadow ford once more. This mountain shadow was entirely crimson, enveloped in endless flas, with an earth-shaking power ready to erupt!
This was unmistakably the Volcano Seal of the "Nine Imperial Mountain God Seal"!
In an instant.
The previously frigid surroundings suddenly turned fervently hot, with scorching temperatures exploding in waves that set the air ablaze.
Chuan Ning thrust down with both hands harshly.
The terrifying weight fell overwhelmingly, intent on turning the void to ash.
In response.
Ye Qingchen simply clenched his fist and responded with a punch.
Roar!
This punch was driven by the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique, causing the air to quiver as if a hidden dragon erged from the abyss, violently crashing into the volcano.
Thud!
A frightful explosive sound roared aloud.
In Chuan Ning’s incredulous gaze, the volcano seal he condensed was shattered by Ye Qingchen’s punch. The "Nine Imperial Mountain God Seal" that had always been invincible had no effect on Ye Qingchen.
"I don’t believe it!"
Chuan Ning roared.
Boom!
He clapped his hands, hair flying, sleeves billowing, gathering an imnse aura around himself.
Then, behind him, seven gigantic mountain peaks appeared impressively.
These mountain peaks, whether snow-covered, surrounded by raging flas, or solitary and enigmatic, were conjured by True Qi but seed as if they genuinely existed. The overwhelming oppression descended in an instant.
"Hmph!"
Ye Qingchen snorted coldly and with a flicker, appeared before Chuan Ning.
"Get lost!"
Chuan Ning shouted, roared.
Facing Ye Qingchen barreling toward him, he stomped heavily on the ground, as if taking root, firmly embedded. Simultaneously, he threw a powerful punch.
Whoosh!
This punch differed entirely from the extre cold of the snow mountain seal and the fiery heat of the volcano seal, filled with unimaginable robustness.
"Break!"
Ye Qingchen rely punched back.
Mountains and rivers inverted, Qi blood surged to the heavens!
Thud!
A trendous sound as if the world was collapsing rang out.
This clash of fists was not just a contest of True Qi and star power but a body and Qi blood confrontation. With fists eting, the ground beneath them caved in, splintered with countless cracks.
The mountain shadow behind Chuan Ning collapsed into nothingness. At the sa ti, his body shook and he retreated repeatedly.
"How could this be?"
A trace of shock appeared in Chuan Ning’s eyes.
He had no intention of underestimating Ye Qingchen, using his strongest moves from the start. Yet he was still overwheld by Ye Qingchen!
The opponent’s strength undeniably surpassed his imagination.
"Again!"
But Ye Qingchen ignored the stunned Chuan Ning and laughed heartily, closing in, his imnse star power and Qi blood surging like an ocean.
He punched once more, a punch devoid of flourish, driven purely by the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique and Nine Revolutions Star Technique, the most genuine and simple punch.
Facing Ye Qingchen’s punch, Chuan Ning’s expression turned extrely solemn, pushing both hands to perform another seal, slowly pushing it out.
Bang!
Another explosion reverberated.
Chuan Ning retreated several steps again, the mountain shadow behind him shattering one more.
The relentless force crushed the ground around them, turning stones to dust.
"Again!"
Ye Qingchen didn’t pause, punching once more, the void trembled, dragons and elephants roared. Chuan Ning’s gaze grew darker and heavier as he raised another seal, eting and shattering, retreating once more.
"Again!"
"Again!"
"Again!"
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam!
In a flash.
Ye Qingchen had unleashed five consecutive punches, and Chuan Ning had forcibly withstood them all. The whole mountaintop was in ruins, even the Second Guardian Shan Xuan Yi outside the palace had fled down the mountain long ago.
He couldn’t completely deflect Ye Qingchen’s punch energy, only endure it with his body. But how could he withstand the Dragon Elephant Power?
Thud!
Another punch, Chuan Ning stumbled back a few steps. Of the seven mountain shadows behind him, only the last one was left.
"Is this all you’ve got? Seems not much to speak of!" Ye Qingchen casually waved his right hand, nonchalantly: "If this is all you have, then prepare to et your end!"
As the Master of the Mountain Division, he held himself in high regard, or how else would he have invited Ye Qingchen up for a duel? But now, being overwheld by Ye Qingchen, his Qi blood was already turbulent, his body unstable, and hearing those words, how could he endure it?
He let out a roar:
"Ye Qingchen, stop being arrogant! Do you think my ’Nine Imperial Mountain God Seal’ is this simple? I’ll let you witness my final seal!"
"Final seal?"
Ye Qingchen frowned slightly.
Then he saw.
Chuan Ning wrapped his hands around, eyes sparkled with electric light, hair fluttered, amassing a colossal aura. At this mont, he stomped fiercely, seemingly summoning all his strength, as he shouted:
"West Cold Mountain Seal!"
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