At this moment, Hun Changqing's Taiyin True Qi was circulating wildly within his body, refining the terrifying energy forcibly drawn into his body from the wooden fist.
His meridians bulged, the immense energy nearly bursting them, his blood and qi churning, his eyes bloodshot, veins bulging on his forehead, his face contorted in a ferocious expression.
"Pfft!"
Finally, unable to bear the strain any longer, Hun Changqing spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the dark, cold ground crimson.
After Hun Changqing withstood several attacks from the wooden fist, Jingyu and the Water Sword finally cleared away all the vines in an area, creating a temporarily safe haven.
Hun Changqing quickly retreated, and without his protection, the wooden fists crashed heavily to the ground, leaving a huge crater after a loud bang.
"Damn it! This elemental life form, similar to a strange fire, is even more troublesome than a typical peak Dou Zong. Although its intelligence isn't high, it can already use basic tactics instead of mindlessly attacking."
After retreating to the open area, Hun Changqing quickly threw a few pills into his mouth, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and thought to himself.
Suddenly, he felt a touch on his wrist. Looking up, he found that the Seven-Colored Devouring Python had woken up, awakened from its slumber by the loud noise, its large eyes wide open, looking at him in confusion.
Hun Changqing's eyes lit up instantly when he saw the Seven-Colored Devouring Python. He had completely forgotten that he had such a Dou Zong-level combatant.
This Seven-Colored Devouring Python had done nothing but eat and sleep; Hun Changqing had almost treated it like a useless piece of trash, its presence extremely low.
Hun Changqing immediately condensed a stream of Yin True Qi and threw it into the mouth of the Seven-Colored Devouring Python. He then pointed at the enormous wooden figure and said,
"Kill it with me, and I'll let you eat your fill."
The Seven-Colored Devouring Python, having absorbed a stream of Yin True Qi, was comfortably enjoying the cold, icy air flowing through its stomach. Then, hearing Hun Changqing's voice, it glanced at the enormous wooden figure, a glint of light flashing in its eyes.
"Whoosh!"
The Seven-Colored Devouring Python instantly shot out from Hun Changqing's wrist, its speed so fast it couldn't be seen with the naked eye; only the buzzing sound of it tearing through the air could be heard. This speed was only slightly inferior to Hun Changqing's Yin Divine Light.
In an instant, the small seven-colored snake arrived before the wooden figure. Before the figure could react, its petite body, enveloped in a terrifying purple energy, struck towards the wooden figure's brow.
Although the wooden figure couldn't visually capture the incredibly fast Seven-Colored Devouring Python, it sensed danger. Suddenly, its two enormous eyes emitted a beam of black light, shooting towards the perceived danger.
Seeing the black light approaching, the Seven-Colored Devouring Python abandoned its attack, twisting its body to easily dodge the beam. The purple energy covering its body flickered, tracing a faint purple arc in the air with its movement.
After dodging the black light, the Seven-Colored Devouring Python lunged again, easily weaving between the wooden figure's nine arms. In its flashes, the wooden figure even accidentally injured itself while trying to attack the Seven-Colored Devouring Python.
The Seven-Colored Devouring Python's small size and incredible speed were the nemesis of this enormous but slightly slow-moving wooden figure.
As the wooden figure stumbled, its arms flailing haphazardly around itself, oblivious to its own attacks, the little snake darted to the side, appearing beside the figure's massive head. Its seemingly small and cute tail, yet possessing the terrifying power of a steel whip, lashed out gently.
"Rumble!" The wooden figure's head was struck with an indescribable force, causing it to lose its balance and crash heavily to the ground.
At this moment, Hun Changqing had recovered his Taiyin True Qi. Seeing the Seven-Colored Devouring Python's success and the wooden figure's fall, a glint of light flashed in his eyes. Without hesitation, he waved his hands, and four drops of water appeared before him.
These were Hun Changqing's three divine waters and one source of true water.
Hun Changqing formed a hand seal, and the four drops of water fell to the ground, merging into the earth. However, like drops falling into the sea, they rippled outwards.
The ripples spread wildly, transforming into surging waves, radiating four different colors, their brilliance dazzling. Centered on Hun Changqing, they surged outwards, eventually turning the entire mountaintop into a vast, four-colored ocean.
The surging waves crashed towards the wooden figure, and all the vines and tree trunks that tried to block their path were instantly reduced to dust by the terrifying impact.
Giant, surging waves crashed towards the wooden figure. The figure's eyes gleamed with ferocity as its nine massive arms fiercely shielded it, attempting to withstand the onslaught.
Seeing this, Hun Changqing sneered inwardly. His three divine waters, combined with his own primordial true water, formed a vast ocean. The waves upon it grew increasingly powerful, crashing in thirty-three layers, corresponding to the thirty-three heavens.
Their power was terrifying, utterly yin and cold, and simultaneously attacked the soul, creating illusions that instantly ravaged the enemy, leaving them mentally and physically weakened, their battle qi becoming incredibly sluggish.
At the same time, they silently disintegrated the enemy's battle qi, their techniques incredibly profound, fully utilizing the properties of each divine water.
This was a powerful technique he created by drawing upon the battle techniques of the Soul Clan and all the ancient clans, fusing their essence into a single, powerful form, combined with his own unique abilities.
It was called "Eternal Dream Waves"!
Currently, his Yin True Qi can only support him to unleash six giant waves, but even the first wave possesses boundless power, and each subsequent wave will be even more terrifying. Hun Changqing is eager to see how this wooden man can withstand these six giant waves!
"Boom!"
The terrifying giant waves crashed down on the wooden man without reservation. The terrifying force instantly destroyed two of his many giant arms. Extremely cold Yin Qi seeped into the wooden man's body, eroding its energy and disrupting its energy flow. The wooden man's already weak and incompletely intelligent soul was also impacted. In an instant
, the wooden man's body was battered and broken, his soul weakened, and his aura feeble. However, this was only the first wave. Soon, the second earth-shattering giant wave followed, surging towards the wooden man again with unparalleled momentum.
Seeing the wooden figure block his way, Hun Changqing remained calm, a sinister smile appearing on his face. He muttered,
"So... what will you do about the second wave, wooden figure?"
"Roar!"
The wooden figure trembled as it slowly rose, its eyes filled with resentment. Feeling its energy, already mostly depleted and further eroded by another wave of Yin energy, it let out a mournful roar.
Then, its remaining seven arms began to writhe and twist, transforming into seven enormous wooden planks. These planks were then driven into the ground, frantically drawing upon the energy that had seeped from the entire mountain over the years.
The wooden figure's aura gradually calmed, and dozens of tree trunks appeared around it, intertwining and converging to envelop it.
It had very little energy left; with its clearly insufficient intelligence, it had only devised this one method to withstand the remaining waves of monstrous energy!