Inside Zhao Ritian's body, colorful blood was flowing, converging below his dantian, forming a cluster of root-like patterns forming a strange cycle.
"Is this the fusion of spiritual root and spiritual blood?" Someone exclaimed.
"The spiritual root is the root of one's life, representing innate talent and the soul, but it is not connected to essence blood. How can the two be combined?" Some people couldn't believe it—this was basic cultivation knowledge.
A spiritual root is a mass of root energy beneath the dantian, the innate root of a cultivator. It is formed and activated within the womb, representing the earliest cultivation talent awakened by the human body.
Just like a seed, no matter what kind of seed it is, once the embryo is cracked, it immediately produces roots, which determine the direction of the future.
A towering tree must be equipped with stable roots. Bean sprouts' roots can never cultivate a towering tree. That's why major sects value spiritual roots so much when selecting disciples.
Anyone who becomes a prodigy at the Yantian level has a purple-gold level spiritual root. At this level, the spiritual root has reached its peak. At this point, people no longer compete for spiritual roots, but for spiritual blood.
But spiritual roots are spiritual roots, and spiritual blood is spiritual blood; there is no essential commonality between the two, which is different from tree roots and cannot be explained.
Now, seeing Zhao Ritian infuse his spiritual root with spiritual blood and unleash unprecedented power, everyone was stunned—this had overturned their cultivation knowledge.
"We can't, but that doesn't mean he can't. Zhao Ritian came with Feng Fei, and when he spoke to her, there was no hesitation. Clearly, they were experts of the same level.
In other words, Zhao Ritian is also a Emperor Miao level powerhouse. It's said that Emperor Miao experts all possess spiritual bones.
That is the key to becoming an emperor, and those of us without spiritual bones cannot measure them by our own standards. Someone couldn't help but sigh.
People looked at Zhao Ritian in the void and felt a deep sense of despair. To live in the same era as someone like him was simply a tragedy—no hope at all, only crushed.
Emperor seedlings, seedlings of great emperors, with the potential to become emperors in the future. From the very beginning, the gap was widened, and no matter how hard one tried, it could not bridge this chasm-like chasm.
Colorful blood flowed within Zhao Ritian's body, divine light flickered at the location of his spiritual root. As it flickered, the void flickered in and out, as if the world's breath was under his control.
At this moment, he didn't need the blessing of visions, but in this state, he seemed to have already ruled the entire world.
"Kill!"
Zhao Ritian and Long Chen roared at the same time and charged at each other. One radiated multicolored divine light, the other swirled with dragon blood like two meteors colliding.
"Boom boom boom...
From the start, the two launched a storm-like attack. Above the void, fists and kicks clashed, thundering continuously. Every clash shattered the void, and every strike made the galaxy tremble. This was a world-shaking battle, a clash of supreme powers.
"Even if you gained nothing here, just witnessing such a peerless battle makes it all worthwhile." Some clenched their fists and shouted, saying their previous frustration was because they wanted to compete with such a figure.
Now, seeing the gap, they appreciated it purely from an outsider's perspective. Two absolute powers collided, two invincible wills clashed. They felt what it means to be a true peerless powerhouse, which was very meaningful and a huge reward.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the void lit up violently, like stars shattering. The two retreated simultaneously, divine light raining down from the void, forming a rain of light. Standing in the void, they looked like two undefeated war gods, staring at each other.
Long Chen's long hair flew wildly, scales glowing all over his body. A blue dragon swam across his body, as if protected by it. Combined with his handsome face and proud figure, he appeared even more strikingly charming.
Most importantly, opposite him was Zhao Ritian, who was extremely ugly and short, but had turned into a monster due to his full power, making Long Chen look even more handsome and aloof, spotless and spotless.
"Long Chen is starting to catch his breath, which means he's reached his limit. If he keeps fighting, his strength will start to decline." Someone saw Long Chen's chest heaving and exclaimed in surprise.
"That's normal. After all, he's just a human, not even a Heaven Extension practitioner, so he can't draw the power of heaven and earth to replenish himself." Someone explained.
After enduring such terrifying battles and taking so long, only to reach the limit was unimaginable. After all, human strength cannot be infinite.
"You have no strength left, Long Chen. Today you will surely die." Zhao Ritian looked at Long Chen, his eyes turning purplish-red, like those of a fierce beast, fierce and sinister. His voice was filled with gritted hatred.
He hated Long Chen, hated Long Chen for forcing out so many trump cards, hated Long Chen for causing him to lose so much essence, so even if he killed Long Chen, he would have to spend a lot of time making up for his own losses.
Long Chen smiled faintly and said indifferently, "My dragon blood power has already reached its limit. Aren't you the same?"
The fusion of spiritual blood and spiritual roots causes your power to surge dramatically and your body's hardness to rise rapidly, but you still can only match my Azure Dragon Battle Body.
Now it's all about who will break down first. Today, let's see whether your source power is stronger, or my dragon blood is stronger. Long
Chen kicked the void behind him with his large foot. The void trembled violently, and Long Chen charged at Zhao Ritian again, still fierce and invincible.
"Idiot, when my spiritual blood and spiritual roots are fused, not only do they boost my combat power, they also create a cycle, drawing the power of the world. All the worlds and paths serve me. What do you have to fight me?" Zhao Ritian sneered coldly and faced Long Chen.
"Boom boom boom...
From the start, it was a fierce battle without reservation, each strike giving his all.
Hearing this, people were shocked. If what Zhao Ritian said was true, then Long Chen's defeat was inevitable.
At this moment, Zhao Ritian no longer needed the vision. He had empowered his body with the power of the vision, which led to the fusion of spiritual blood and root. Perhaps this was another kind of phenomenon that was hard to understand.
Zhao Ritian was continuously receiving the power of the Heavenly Dao to make up for his own detriment, but Long Chen's dragon blood power was used as little as it was. Fighting like this was a huge loss.
"By comparison, Long Chen is the strongest." Someone exclaimed.
The others nodded as well. Regardless of friend or foe, they had to admit that Long Chen was truly terrifying. If he were a Yantian practitioner recognized by heaven and earth, he wouldn't have suffered such a huge loss and could have fought Zhao Ritian fairly.
"You're the idiot. Even if you can draw the power of heaven and earth to replenish your energy, so what? Your effort and absorption are simply out of balance.
Supplementing is just a drop in the bucket for you—who are you trying to fool? I, Long Chen, am the last to believe in superstition. Today, I'm going to smash you, that iron lump, to pieces. Long
Chen sneered as his strikes grew even fiercer. Zhao Ritian's body was incredibly tough and unshatterable, but Long Chen's Dragon Blood Battle Body was equally formidable. Their clash was filled with the roar of metal, and every clash sparked like fireworks.
"Boom boom boom...
The two didn't back down an inch, launching a frenzied assault. It was clear that Long Chen was the main attacker, while Zhao Ritian was always on the defensive.
Long Chen attacked Chao Ri many timesbut Zhao Ritian's body was tough and he managed to defend against it.
When it comes to martial arts, Zhao Ritian and Long Chen are simply not on the same level. He has the advantage of being physically strong and having no weaknesses; otherwise, Long Chen would have knocked him down long ago.
Long Chen tried attacking Zhao Ritian from every angle, but found he really had no weaknesses. His skills were useless, so he could only fight head-on.
"Boom!"
Long Chen kicked Zhao Ritian in the abdomen, followed by an elbow strike that struck Zhao Ritian's nose, causing Zhao Ritian to fall backward from the impact.
After this strike, everyone cried out in shock, because this time was different from before—Chao Ritian's nose had collapsed and actually cracked.
"Long Chen is right. Zhao Ritian has also reached his limit. The power he absorbs can't match the force he has consumed."
People were shocked. Long Chen had such sharp insight and precise judgment. Those cracks appeared for the first time after Zhao Ritian's essence blood and spiritual root fused, indicating that Zhao Ritian's defense had greatly decreased.
"Hmph, you've reached your limit, huh? Let's see how arrogant you can keep going."
Long Chen sneered, swinging his fists as he charged forward again, landing a punch on Zhao Ritian's face. The crack on Zhao Ritian's nose had just healed, and he hurriedly blocked it with both hands.
But Long Chen's punch turned out to be a feint. Suddenly, he grabbed Zhao Ritian's arms with both hands and raised his right knee sharply, striking Zhao Ritian's nose.
"Bang!"
That strike landed squarely on Zhao Ritian's body, sending him flying backward. More cracks appeared on his head, as if he might explode.
"Zhao Ritian is in danger." Someone exclaimed.
But they also saw sweat on Long Chen's forehead, his breathing growing rapid. Clearly, Long Chen was at his limit, his strength rapidly declining.
For a moment, everyone grew tense. This earth-shattering battle was finally nearing its end, and the outcome of the battle was about to be revealed.
"Even if I reach my limit, killing you won't be a problem." Zhao Ritian roared in anger.
"Boom!"
Zhao Ritian's furious roar distracted him when Long Chen kicked him into his dantian, where his spiritual root manifested. With a loud explosion, Long Chen kicked Zhao Ritian flying.
"Pfft"
But when Zhao Ritian was kicked away, the scales on Long Chen's foot split open, blood dripped from his toes, and he was injured too.
"The power of the dragon blood has been reduced too much. The Azure Dragon Battle Body can't hold out much longer."
Long Chen's heart stirred. The power of the Azure Dragon was about to be depleted, and his defense had dropped sharply. In a direct fight, he was at a disadvantage. Between flesh and blood against steel body, there was still a huge gap between the two.
"Hahaha, this is exactly the moment you've been waiting for. You're just a mortal, possessing the power of dragon blood—it's just borrowing. Once the power disappears, you're nothing but a loser. Die!"
Zhao Ritian laughed wildly toward the sky, his face twisted with ferocity. This time, it was his turn to attack Long Chen on his own, shooting toward him like a meteor.