One person: I, Daoist Master, am a cultivator of immortality!

"Then you'd better be careful, Brother Sun. I'm not confident that I can control the full power of this lightning magic."

"Brother, please go ahead and do your best. I will also use all my strength." After Sun Yao finished speaking, the golden flames rising around him changed again. It was obvious to the naked eye that he was completely different from the one before.

Zhang Zhiwei was naturally aware of this as well. He first used golden light to create countless golden fists and threw them at Sun Yao. However, these golden fists were nothing more than a piece of cake for Sun Yao.

Sun Yao simply waved his right hand, and endless flames appeared out of thin air, instantly incinerating all the golden fists.

"Brother Zhang, go all out, don't test me."

"Brother Sun, take this! This is the Five Thunder Orthodox Method - Crimson Palace Thunder, Five Thunderbolts Strike at the Top!"

Zhang Zhiwei unleashed a Five Thunderbolts Strike straight at Sun Yao. This Five Thunderbolts Strike wasn't a direct lightning attack; instead, it sent his Crimson Palace Thunder into the sky, attracting the power of natural lightning to descend and attack Sun Yao.

Sun Yao glanced at the thunderclouds gathering above his head and the approaching lightning, and couldn't help but curl his lip. "The Celestial Master's Mansion's lightning magic is indeed powerful. Using its own Crimson Palace Lightning to summon the lightning of heaven and earth, its power is truly not to be underestimated. But fellow Daoist, don't underestimate me either, Wind and Fire Spread!"

Sun Yao placed his hands down, and endless flames surged from beneath his palms, igniting the arena. The next second, Sun Yao vanished from his spot.

"This is... Fire Release?!"

The old Celestial Master, with his vast experience, immediately recognized the trick. However, this seemed quite different from the fire escape techniques he knew, as Sun Yao's figure kept appearing and disappearing within the sea of ​​fire. Zhang Zhiwei's Five Thunderbolts, triggered by the Crimson Palace Thunder, couldn't hit him at all; Sun Yao moved through the sea of ​​fire at a speed exceeding even the speed of lightning, almost like teleportation.

The next second he appeared in front of Zhang Zhiwei and suddenly struck at Zhang Zhiwei's chest with a palm. Thanks to the Golden Light Mantra, Zhang Zhiwei had a moment to catch his breath and crossed his arms in front of his chest before the Golden Light Mantra shattered.

This palm strike forced Zhang Zhiwei back again, sending him flying nearly ten steps backward. After this exchange, all the senior figures in the audience stood up. Applause erupted, clearly praising this exciting duel.

"Brother Dao, how is it? Shall we continue?" Sun Yao asked slowly, looking at Zhang Zhiwei, who had been forced back by his palm strike.

"Come again!"

After Zhang Zhiwei finished speaking, he used his hands to lift himself up. The next second, the golden light around him reappeared, its intensity no less than before. But the next second, some white dots were born within this golden light, and these white dots rapidly expanded and began to occupy the golden light.

"Five Thunder Orthodox Method - Crimson Palace Thunder, Gathering Thunder Body!"

As Zhang Zhiwei finished speaking, he was enveloped in Crimson Palace Lightning. Compared to the Golden Light Mantra, this Lightning Body was far superior in terms of power, speed, and even defensive capabilities.

Sun Yao frowned as he watched Zhang Zhiwei unleash his Thunderclap Body technique. Using such a move, it seemed he was truly going all out. But that was fine too; Sun Yao also wanted to know who was stronger between himself and this young prodigy.

"Alright, then let's fight with all our might! Golden Fire Reversal - Fire Forging Heaven!"

For the first time, Sun Yao unleashed the full power of Golden Fire and the Triple Reversal of Life. Golden flames continuously erupted from his body, enveloped in white Qi Flames. This "Fire Forging Heaven" technique was a combination of Golden Fire and the Triple Reversal of Life, not only providing immense self-enhancement but also granting him elemental-like abilities.

Zhang Zhiwei, enveloped in lightning, hurtled towards Sun Yao with incredible speed, like a thunderbolt piercing the scene. Using his "Gathering Thunder Body" technique, Zhang Zhiwei directly shattered Sun Yao—literally shattered him. Sun Yao was pierced through by the lightning Zhang Zhiwei had transformed into, his entire body disintegrating into flames and disappearing before Zhang Zhiwei's eyes.

But just after Zhang Zhiwei rushed over, Sun Yao solidified his form on the spot. This was the elemental transformation under the Fire Forging Heaven technique; any physical attack was ineffective against him. Especially swords and blades; they would likely only unleash flames upon him.

On the contrary, hand-to-hand combat can cause some damage, so when Zhang Zhiwei was charging at full speed amidst the thunder, he controlled himself to transform into a sky full of flames and dodge the attack.

Just as Sun Yao re-formed, Zhang Zhiwei turned to look at him. He hadn't felt any physical presence in that attack, so he understood that Sun Yao must have used some method to dodge his full-force strike.

"Golden Flame - Eight Desolate Fire Dragon!"

Sun Yao slightly pulled his right arm back, and with his right fist enveloped in raging flames, he unleashed a full-force strike. His punch unleashed a massive fire dragon that roared forth, carrying immense power as it charged towards Zhang Zhiwei.

Seeing the golden fire dragon lunge at him with its jaws wide open, Zhang Zhiwei remained calm. He unleashed tremendous lightning from his hands, blocking the dragon's upper and lower jaws. His Crimson Palace Lightning exploded with full force, tearing the dragon to shreds. But in that instant the dragon shattered, Sun Yao appeared before him, his fist, enveloped in golden flames, striking Zhang Zhiwei squarely in the chest. This punch sent Zhang Zhiwei flying once more. However, this time Sun Yao didn't stop. Instead, taking advantage of Zhang Zhiwei's unsteady footing in mid-air, he appeared above him and delivered a powerful kick, slamming Zhang Zhiwei to the ground.

He then stepped down and stomped on Zhang Zhiwei's chest. "Brother Dao, are you willing to admit defeat?" He smiled slightly with narrowed eyes, but this smile gave people the feeling of a smiling tiger.

Zhang Zhiwei was somewhat stunned, but the next second he dispelled his lightning-gathering aura, raised his right hand, and spoke softly. "I lost. I was indeed no match for you in this round."

Unlike Lu Jin's stubbornness, Zhang Zhiwei admitted defeat with remarkable ease. Sun Yao also withdrew from the Fire Forging Heaven and extended his left hand to Zhang Zhiwei. Seeing the hand extended towards him, Zhang Zhiwei did not hesitate for a second and directly reached out his right hand to grasp it.

Sun Yao pulled Zhang Zhiwei up with a forceful tug with his left hand. "Brother Dao, you flatter me." Sun Yao bowed to Zhang Zhiwei with clasped hands, and Zhang Zhiwei returned the bow in kind.

"Giving way is out of the question. If we didn't win, we didn't win. But brother, you have to let me know what killer moves you've prepared under your feet. If you're going to lose, at least let me accept it convincingly, right?"