My Two-sided Cultivation: Starting From Collecting Experiences - Chapter 442

442 Black Dragon World vs. Qingzhou City
It was Tang Xinglong.

“Lion spirit mountain seal!” Tang Xinglong launched a sudden punch. The phantom of the lion spirit mountain seemed to manifest at his fist’s end and then rapidly enlarged.

Puff!

Caught off guard, Fang Huo spat blood as the sound of cracking bones was obscured by the colossal mountain. His body was propelled like a sharp arrow, the brutal momentum killing over a dozen Qingzhou guards who couldn’t dodge in time.

Tang Xinglong’s expression remained icy throughout.

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A large hand appeared behind Fang Huo, its gentle force guiding him back over ten meters and softly catching him. Coughing up another mouthful of blood, Fang Huo disregarded his wounds to caution. “Brother Zhou, you must not underestimate Tang Xinglong!”

“He will die here,” Qin Huai responded, his calm eyes masking a growing killing intent that made the surrounding Qingzhou guards’ eyes turn bloodshot.

He suddenly flashed and went over to She Wanshan. “Take good care of him,” he said, before charging straight at Tang Xinglong.

“Good!” Tang Xinglong laughed. “I heard your body is exceptionally strong?”

Qin Huai stayed silent. Harnessing the wind’s might, he appeared instantly before Tang Xinglong. “Wind breath, wind treading steps!”

Tang Xinglong retaliated with dual punches, two mountain phantoms faintly appearing at the tips of his fists. “Wuji mountain seal! Lion spirit mountain seal!”

Two distinct forces converged on Tang Xinglong’s fist and rapidly expanded. It was as though he had struck with the power of two real mountains.
“Why not try bearing two mountains on your back?” Tang Xinglong scoffed.

Bang!

Qin Huai didn’t dodge. His muscles turned a fiery red. He held a strength powerful enough to shatter mountains and rivers, and his blood surged like a demon. A bloody mist seeped from the corner of his mouth, lit up by the glaring white light. The fallen bodies of the Qingzhou guards fueled his four-directional tiger-wolf technique, manifesting a boundless killing intent.

“Blood fury!”

The forceful impact shook the ground. The two were locked in a standoff, the twin mountain seals making a shattering noise. Unfazed, Tang Xinglong punched once more.

“Blue sea pavilion water seal! Bull ghost sect mountain seal!”

A chilling light poured down from the sky, saturated with spectral energy. As the two forces merged, numerous dark spots marred Qin Huai’s flawless body. Suddenly feeling drained, he watched as the two mountain seals descended yet again.

However, Qin Huai’s expression was impassive. “Illusion realm fist, ten thousand beasts devouring the heavens!”

Bang!

With a loud crash, an apparition of a human body materialized, soon followed by a myriad of colossal beasts appearing in mid-air. A green bird, black tiger, white dragon, black turtle, and other ferocious creatures directly shattered the mountain seal.

Having mastered the ancient azure illusion scripture to the peak of the bone pattern realm, life forms had successfully materialized on the bronze land. Qin Huai’s illusion realm fist was no longer just a trap — it had become a lethal weapon.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Loud thuds followed as the sky-filled phantoms disintegrated.

“Interesting.” Tang Xinglong’s expression lit up with excitement. “Legend claims that the Demon of Qingzhou mastered this illusionary life-like technique. It seems you are indeed possessed by the demon. My feeling was correct. You are indeed my fated enemy.

“Sadly, your time has passed. You are a character from ten thousand years ago. This era doesn’t belong to you.” Tang Xinglong laughed maniacally.

“Ridiculous,” retorted Qin Huai, unfazed.

Tang Xinglong looked down upon Qin Huai. “You seem to have forgotten something. From the beginning, you’ve been fighting me with the king’s force. But I… I’ve never used my king’s force.”

Suddenly, specks of green light appeared within a dozen meters of Tang Xinglong, rising and rapidly linking to form a map of Qingzhou City under his feet.

As Qin Huai studied the green light in Tang Xinglong’s eyes, power surged toward him like a tidal wave. Tang Xinglong’s aura also increased, seemingly endless, resonating with the distant city of Qingzhou.

“The moment you failed to destroy my seals, the battle’s outcome was already decided,” Tang Xinglong declared, stepping towards Qin Huai.

Puff!

The surrounding Qingzhou Guards exploded, blood spraying, while many fifth-level bone pattern realm assassins fled in terror. The ground fractured with each of Tang Xinglong’s steps, stirring up dust and debris.

“My fated enemy, it is a pity that you will die here,” Tang Xinglong said, looking down on Qin Huai like a god. “Use that black curtain you used earlier. Otherwise, you won’t even have a chance to resist. I don’t want my enemy to die with regrets, feeling it was an unfair victory.”

His words dripped with arrogance. Tang Xinglong insisted on defeating his enemies at their peak. This was his path to becoming the emperor of Qingzhou.

Immediately, a black curtain enveloped Tang Xinglong.

“Emperor force, black dragon world!”

With a thunderous boom, the representation of Qingzhou City under Tang Xinglong’s feet began to crumble, and the green light in his eyes started to dim.

“W-What is this?” Tang Xinglong stuttered in shock, looking at the collapsing Qingzhou City.

An unseen pressure crashed down. Qin Huai materialized instantly before Tang Xinglong, black light glowing in his eyes, and his black hair radiating a lethal intent.

“Dragon emperor form, black emperor! Black dragon world, black coffin!”

In this new realm, black light condensed instantly, accelerating the collapse of Tang Xinglong’s Qingzhou City.