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Chapter 150 Tongtian Era

"It's far worse than that evil dragon," Feng Mang, no, "Nezha," whispered softly. The red silk around him vanished, and then the illusory Hun Tian Silk swelled up in the wind. It seemed to transform into a cage, directly binding the dragon in this space.

Feng Mang's legs tensed slightly, then he suddenly leaped from the ground, his feet on the Wind Fire Wheels, and he seemed to be flying through the air, jumping directly onto the dragon's neck. You could see where he had originally stood, two wheel-like marks left on the extremely hard ground.

Feng Mang clamped his legs around the dragon's head, stretched out the Hun Tian Ling in his hand, and bound the dragon's horns. In his other hand, he held the Qian Kun Ring, which was tempered by diamond fire, and smashed it hard at the dragon's head.

Boom!
A sound like the cracking of metal and stone was heard, and a crack suddenly appeared on the dragon's head.

The dragon roared and wailed in pain, tumbling in mid-air, trying to throw Feng Mang off. However, Feng Mang used the Hun Tian Ling to cling to the dragon's head, his expression unchanged, while the Qian Kun Circle in his hand continued to fall.

Boom, boom, boom… A series of knocking sounds echoed. The dragon was already dizzy and dazed, unable to even maintain its balance. Like a kite with a broken string, it plummeted towards the ground.

At this time, Le Yun took over the control of the dragon's body, and when it fell, it turned its back downwards, intending to crush Feng Mang with its own weight. Feng Mang jumped up, stepped on the wind and fire wheels with both feet, and hovered in the air.

Le Yun was protected by the dragon's body, so even though she was hit so hard from mid-air, it didn't cause much damage. After landing on the ground, she took off again.

The dragon soared into the air, its eyes fixed on Feng Mang. It roared, then gathered all its spiritual energy and opened its mouth, spewing out a dragon ball made entirely of spiritual energy.

This azure dragon ball, about five centimeters in diameter, is as smooth as a mirror, seemingly reflecting the tranquility deep within one's heart. Its surface is a deep blue, like the deepest ocean.

The surface of the dragon ball contains some subtle texture, which is somewhat similar to dragon scales, but if you look closely, it looks like water ripples, which are both complex and beautiful. Each line emits a faint blue light, interweaving into mysterious patterns.

At the inner core of the dragon ball, there is a ball of more intense blue light slowly rotating, like a small vortex, attracting the surrounding light. At first glance, it gives people a chilling feeling.

As the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that constructed the body of the divine dragon condensed into a dragon ball, the body of the divine dragon dissipated, and Le Yun, in half-dragon form, appeared, holding the azure dragon ball in her hand.

Boom boom...

Thunder rumbled suddenly from the heavens above. Along with the thunder, the mountaintop was suddenly covered in dark clouds, and a fierce wind howled. Raindrops instantly fell from the clouds, and the torrential rain concentrated in the arena.

Su Yun deliberately didn't build a roof for the arena because many of them could draw on the power of celestial phenomena. For example, the travelers from the Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain were all capable of causing thunder to fall from the sky, the only difference being their strength.

The falling raindrops were not ordinary drops of water. Each drop was imbued with cold air. When it landed on the ground, it instantly froze an area. More raindrops hit Feng Mang.

Feng Mang, standing quietly in mid-air, his feet on the Hot Wheels, his arms clasped around his flaming spear, watched the incoming raindrops with a flicker of disdain. He made no movement, only the Hot Wheels beneath his feet sped up considerably, the flames swirling around them suddenly surging, enveloping him. These chilling raindrops couldn't break through the Hot Wheels' flames.

"Fuck, this guy is usually quite gentle when communicating, why is he so pretentious when fighting?"

"What do you know? He's not pretending, it's that Third Prince..."

"These three guys are all borrowing the true divine power of the Nine Heavens God, not just the power of faith. The current Feng Mang is actually being controlled by the Third Prince."

"Oh~ Nezha the Third Prince, that makes sense. Then let him act that way."

It must be said that Feng Mang, now controlled by a wisp of Nezha's divine power, is acting very impressively, a stark contrast to his usual personality. But he's also really cool. Their advanced divine power is even cooler than the divine mask Wang Zhenqiu used.

"Boring!" Feng Mang stood still in mid-air. No matter how fierce the wind and rain were, they could not shake his posture in the slightest. He raised the Fire Spear in his hand. Behind him, a phantom with three heads and six arms appeared, and it also raised the Fire Spear.

The next moment, he suddenly hurled the flaming spear in his hand. The shadow behind him moved in sync, the two spears overlapping, their tips colliding directly with the dragon ball above Le Yun. True fire gushed out from the spear tips, like a giant snake, gnawing at the dragon ball. The moment it completely engulfed the dragon ball, the flames converged into a flaming lotus, enveloping it in flames.

"Bang!" A sound like shattering glass echoed. Simultaneously, the wind died down, the rain subsided, and the thunder dissipated without a trace. The entire dragon ball had been shattered by the flaming spear, transforming back into spiritual energy and returning to the world.

Nezha the Third Prince shook his head, feeling it was a pity. This divine dragon was transformed from spiritual energy. If it was a real divine dragon, maybe he could practice some traditional skills.

It had been so long since I'd practiced the art of skinning and pulling out the tendons that it was almost rusty. After the dragon ball was shattered, Le Yun gave a wry smile and chose to admit defeat. It was truly unfortunate for a possessed dragon to encounter the dragon-slaying Nezha.

"Come on all of you." Since Nezha the Third Prince was already here, he might as well have a good fight. He danced with the fire spear in his hand and pointed directly at the remaining seven contestants and said.

Chi Yan attacked without a word, but it was useless. Feng Mang, possessed by Nezha the Third Prince, ignored the temperature of the magma. His attacks with magma fruit were nothing more than large lumps of mud to Feng Mang. Chi Yan could only choose to use Armament Haki and engage in close combat.

Jiang Lan, Qi Yuan, and the others, provoked, naturally had no reason to refuse, and attacked together. Nezha, the Third Prince, remained calm, his body swirling with flames. A semi-illusory head appeared on each side, and four semi-illusory arms appeared behind him.

Nezha, the Third Prince, displayed his three-headed, six-armed Dharmakāya, clutching numerous magical treasures. The scene where Feng Mang fought one against seven was incredibly intense, and the arm holding the gold brick in the three-headed, six-armed Dharmakāya made many people scream.

"In the second group, Feng Mang wins."

After Feng Mang released his possessed state, he looked listless and said to his fellow players with some embarrassment, "This match was a coincidence. Brother Le used the Dragon Summoning Spell to find a dragon to possess him, which is why the Third Prince was able to substitute for him just now. Otherwise, even if I borrowed the power, I definitely wouldn't be able to achieve this effect on my own."

It was normal for him to feel embarrassed. After all, using a divine power to take over was different from borrowing divine power. He could borrow divine power at any time, but the arrival of a divine power was unexpected. It was no different from asking someone to take an exam for him.

"That's really unlucky." Le Yun laughed at the side. Jiang Lan and others were helpless. Someone asked Tong Tian to represent them, but there was nothing they could do if they couldn't win.

Su Yun was not surprised by this result. If it was just a trace of divine power, then the increase in divine power on Feng Mang would actually be similar to Chu Han's performance as the God King Lingguan yesterday, only a little stronger at most.

Unfortunately, Le Yun's divine dragon power stimulated the power of Nezha the Third Prince, causing the great god to send down a divine consciousness to fight on his behalf. Even if all seven of them joined together, even with a third group of players, they wouldn't necessarily be able to win. The Feng Mang, whom Nezha the Third Prince used as a substitute, was already strong enough to enter Biyou Village.

Su Yun did not watch the third group's battle, but left Longhu Mountain to modify the cultivation talents of the entire domestic residents. As for the situation abroad, Su Yun did not care.

Originally, Su Yun had planned to have Gao Yushan release a basic Qi-refining technique online after modifying her talent, allowing everyone to learn. However, now that they were collaborating with the government, there was no need to find a technique to release on their own.

He only needed to be responsible for revising the cultivation qualifications, and the rest would be handled by the national authorities. Different people's talents and the efficiency of practicing different sects' techniques varied, so only the national authorities could provide such a comprehensive foundation of introductory techniques.

Su Yun could find a way to get it here, but at most he would just make an introductory technique for everyone to use, and he wouldn't think too much about it.

The domestic population was quite large, and Su Yun, relying on his partially disabled ability to change the world, spent about ten minutes to resolve the national qualification issue. If it was a complete change of world, combined with the Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils, it could be resolved in an instant.

When he returned to the top of Longhu Mountain, the battle of the third group was about to end. On the field, Zhang Lingyuan was alone suppressing three players. The thunder he summoned was stronger than the Five Thunder Curse he cast yesterday with the power of Wang Lingguan.

"The winner of the third group is Zhang Lingyuan."

With Su Yun's announcement, the top three of the competition were decided. Lin Luochen, Feng Mang, and Zhang Lingyuan would engage in a three-way battle, and the one who emerged victorious would be the final winner.

The melee took place in the afternoon, and all three of them experienced a melee, with Feng Mang being the one who consumed the most energy. It would have been fine if they only had divine power, after all, divine power was just a kind of power, a higher level of power than the power of faith.

(End of this chapter)