Young Noble Be Monster Slaying

Bam!

Li Guanlong kept slamming himself onto this barrier of azure light that was barely visible in the air.

With how the azure light flickered and shook, the Ring of Confinement clearly would not be able to trap Li Guanlong for long.

But even if it was only fifteen minutes, it was more than enough.

The actual Yang Shenlong had transformed himself. His head had become a dragon head.

As he opened his mouth wide, it revealed fangs of a dragon that were as sharp as swords and halberds.

Then, he released an earth-shaking roar!

"ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR"

A deep, resonant dragon chant suddenly erupted from the depths of his throat.

The sound was like a thunderous vibration, carrying with it a power that seemed to clear the mind.

Technically, this was not an attack. This sound was meant to dispel evil influences and purify the mind.

But as soon as Li Guanlong heard this sound, he started struggling and became visibly distressed. The golden light that enveloped his body started flickering erratically.

"In the end, he found the flaw with the Curse Insect of Dreams," Immortal Jiuyi said with a sigh, a trace of regret in his voice.

"The Curse Insect of Dreams resides within the host's dream. Therefore, there's no way an opponent can win by attacking the host's physical body. The only way to end this is by targeting the dream and ending the dream," Old Li Ba murmured as he speculated. "Am I right?"

"Esteemed Senior, you are indeed correct," Immortal Jiuyi confirmed.

This Awakening Dragon Chant was like the Great Buddhist Thunderclap, capable of awakening the mind and shattering any illusory dreams.

Since the Curse Insect of Dreams had implanted itself within the dream world, it would lose its foothold the moment the host awakened. The power of the Curse Insect would then dissipate, forcing Li Guanlong to regain control of his body.

As long as Li Guanlong remained asleep, he would continue to be invincible in the fight. But if he were to wake up, he would then lose that godly power.

It was no surprise that Old Li Ba, with his vast experience and countless battles, quickly figured out the answer.

However, it was truly remarkable for Yang Shenlong to show such maturity at his young age.

Ultimately, there was still a gap in cultivation between Yang Shenlong and Li Guanlong. Had it been anyone else, they would have been defeated by the first round of attacks. Even if they knew how to counter, they wouldn't have survived long enough to awaken Li Guanlong.

"Ugh…" Li Guanlong slowly opened his eyes, struggling to do so. His gaze was still cloudy and dazed, as if he had just awakened from a deep dream.

At this moment, a massive dragon claw descended upon him.

Boom!

It was that one strike.

Li Guanlong was sent flying, and the winner of this match was decided.

"Hah." Yang Shenlong exhaled, wasting no time to readjust his breathing and rest as he rushed to the next corridor.

…

While Yang Shenlong and Li Guanlong were still locked in battle, the duel between the twin pillars of the Mount Shu Sect had already ended and the winner had been decided.

As Xu Ziyang faced Jiang Yuebai, he shouted and focused all his vitality, qi, and spirit into this one strike.

As his longsword pierced the air, the light of the sword took on the form of a dragon. It was a simple and straightforward thrust!

This was a strike that contained the Cloud of Determination Great Dao, which was one of the most popular Great Daos of Sword on the Mount Shu Sect.

The sword qi generated through this Cloud of Determination Great Dao could move mountains and cause waves to surge!

Jiang Yuebai responded with equal directness. She countered with a reverse strike and countered with the exact same thrust.

As she struck, her sword qi surged like a sea of clouds.

This was a display of the deep mutual understanding between the two prodigies of Mount Shu Sect. Though they had to fight, both of them knew it was best not to prolong the fight, which was why they opted for a single decisive strike to determine the victor.

Xu Ziyang's sword qi blazed like the midday sun, radiating with fierce intensity. In contrast, Jiang Yuebai's sword qi flowed like an ethereal sea of clouds, intertwined with biting cold winds.

Boom—

The collision was so intense that the residual energy nearly shattered the surrounding walls. The swirling flames created by the sword qi obscured the view, slowly dispersing after a long moment.

Who won? The spectators wondered as they craned their necks to see.

Clang.

As the dust settled, Xu Ziyang stood alone amidst the ruined corridor. Blood dripped from his right arm, and his longsword clattered to the ground with a sharp clang.

Meanwhile, Jiang Yuebai's figure had already vanished into the distance.

In the end, the head disciple remained the head disciple. Xu Ziyang had lost.

Though it seemed Xu Ziyang was at a disadvantage, having fought through numerous fierce fights to reach this point while Jiang Yuebai had been able to rest and conserve her strength.

But Xu Ziyang understood that, in this exchange, he had actually held the initial advantage. Having fought his way to this point, his vitality, qi, and spirit were at their peak—this was when his sword intent was at its strongest.

If the fight had been drawn out, Jiang Yuebai, in a better state, would have had the upper hand. But in a clash of single sword strikes, being calm and collected wasn't always a good thing.

Yet, even under these conditions, her sword qi felt overwhelming. It felt like a vast ocean that completely engulfed him. This could only mean that her strength was on an entirely different level.

The results of the previous Mount Shu Summit had not been a coincidence.

Yet, in this moment, he had no regrets in his defeat.

…

When Chu Liang saw that the approaching figure was Yang Shenlong, a smile slowly spread across his face.

This feels right, Chu Liang thought to himself.

Yang Shenlong walked slowly into the corridor. He stared at Chu Liang with a calm gaze that flickered with a hint of fighting spirit.

As Yang Shenlong faced the only person of his generation who had ever defeated him, no matter how composed he was, he could not suppress the rekindling desire to win.

Chu Liang, however, remained composed, gazing at him calmly with a smile. "We meet again."

"I don't know what trick you used inside the Divine Mirror of the Eight Trigrams, but I admit my defeat. I truly hope to win this time," Yang Shenlong confessed earnestly.

"Say no more," Chu Liang replied curtly.

Due to the Pure Jade Transcendent Form and the Azure Dragon legacy, Yang Shenlong had an incredibly fast recovery rate. If more time passed, Chu Liang would lose his advantage of having rested and conserved his strength.

With that, his qi and blood ignited fiercely, surging skyward!

This was the nature of the Battle at the Imperial City. The fights would come one after another, and the contestants never knew who would walk in next. All they knew was that only one would walk out!

Yang Shenlong's eyes flared as his dragon bone swept through the air, sending waves of azure light to block Chu Liang.

With a sharp swoosh, Chu Liang used Dimension Compression to close the distance, gearing up for close combat.

Yang Shenlong immediately understood Chu Liang's strategy.

If they engaged in a long-range fight of divine techniques, the difference in cultivation levels would likely lead to Chu Liang's defeat without him landing a single blow.

But in close combat, even if Chu Liang lost, he could still inflict injuries and deplete Yang Shenlong's energy, potentially improving Jiang Yuebai's chances in the next round.

Yang Shenlong took half a step back, seemingly remaining in place. But as Chu Liang slashed with his sword, the figure in front of him turned out to be nothing more than an apparition. The real Yang Shenlong had already retreated several zhang away.

As Chu Liang's first attack missed, Yang Shenlong made his assessment, noting that Chu Liang's cultivation level was at the third stage of the fifth realm. His cultivation power would not be as crazy as it had been last time.

With this, he felt reassured.

In this case, he no longer needed to retreat and could focus on ending the fight as soon as possible.

But just as he made that decision, Chu Liang's next attack came. It was the Heaven-Raising Sword!

As Chu Liang wielded his Dustless Sword, he didn't use his strongest move, the Sword Strike of Severing Void. Instead, he used the Immortal Art: Heaven-Raising Sword, bringing it down on Yang Shenlong with overwhelming sword qi.

Yang Shenlong raised his palm, pulling in both the Dustless Sword and its sword qi into his palm using the technique, A World in One's Palm.

There they became like fishes swimming on his palm.

Without a pill to boost his cultivation, the difference in their cultivation levels was clearly immense.

But in the next instant, Chu Liang was already upon him.

It turned out that the use of the Heaven-Raising Sword was merely a distraction. Using Dimension Compression, Chu Liang closed the gap and suddenly activated his Three-Headed and Six-Armed Form. All six arms shot forward, locking Yang Shenlong in a firm embrace.

"Huh?"

Spectators who had attended the Mount Shu Summit immediately recognized the scene.

Back then, Chu Liang had done the same thing to Jiang Yuebai.

So he doesn't just hug girls? He's fine with hugging guys too? Hey, this is a fight—what are you doing?

Yang Shenlong, however, immediately sensed the danger and prepared to use a divine ability to shake Chu Liang off.

Crack!

The effect of the Forbidden Ground was activated.

When Chu Liang crushed the jade talisman in the illusory realm, Yang Shenlong had witnessed it with his own eyes. Now, a deep sense of foreboding arose within him.

It was just as Yang Shenlong had expected.

However, as Yang Shenlong's cultivation level was much higher than Chu Liang's, this single jade talisman could not restrict Yang Shenlong for long. The effect of the Forbidden Ground on him was greatly diminished, and within the span of a single breath, its influence began to fade.

But Chu Liang had plenty of jade talismans to spare.

A series of crisp "pop, pop, pop" sounds echoed, reminiscent of firecrackers during New Year celebrations.

As the effects of the Forbidden Ground accumulated and settled upon Yang Shenlong, he was once again trapped for another two breaths.

Meanwhile, behind them, a figure retrieved the Dustless Sword that had fallen to the ground. He gripped it firmly and concentrated deeply, focusing his sword intent.

It was a clone that had been created through the Immortal Art: External Manifestation!

GLTD Alternate Universe's Thoughts

Translator: GT