Bang!

The ten-thousand-feet-tall scarlet-gold seal blazed with flames as it violently crashed through the air towards Li Luo's Heavenly Dragon form.

Above the seal itself was a lively Golden Crow that soared in the skies, its wide wings pouring down a rain of terrifying flames.

As the scarlet seal hurtled downwards, Song Jing roared, "Duke's Spirit Insignia: Golden Crow Seal! Strike!"

The Golden Crow Seal was created with Song Jing's Duke's Spirit Insignia and was augmented by the full force of his Worldspace Domain. It was capable of annihilating everything and possessed astonishing power.

Li Luo could sense the waves of heat coming from above him, and his gaze turned serious. The all-out strike of an upper eighth-grade Duke was nothing to be scoffed at. If he had not reached the Third Duke Stage, even the Myriad Resonances Dragon Fang Sword Formation would not have been able to stop it.

In response, Transcendent Divine Mist flowed out of his three Ten-Pillar Golden Duke Bergfrieds like a tide. However, Li Luo then opened his mouth and swallowed all of it. Thunderclaps could be heard coming from within his body.

Every single scale shone with violet-gold light before it began to converge at his belly.

In the end, the Heavenly Dragon gave a long roar with its mouth wide open, revealing rows of sharp fangs and a mouth as unfathomable as an abyss. In its depths, a violet-gold light began to slowly reveal itself before finally coming out as a gigantic torrent!

Bang!

The entire void ruptured, leaving behind countless spatial rifts as a thousand-foot-wide stream of violet-gold energy blasted out from Li Luo's maw.

Within the stream of energy was a roughly hundred-foot-wide Dragon Pearl. The Dragon Pearl was covered in archaic runic lines and emanated dense dragon's might. Its weight seemed even heavier than the mountains that dotted the surface of the star and its appearance caused the surrounding space to collapse.

Li Luo quietly focused on the violet-gold Dragon Pearl. He had been able to create it ever since the Dragon Blood Atavism Art reached its current realm. The Heavenly Dragon Pearl! It was created by compressing endless amounts of Heavenly Dragon power and also his very own blood essence. As a result, it was virtually indestructible.

Roar!

A deep and majestic roar sounded out from the depths of the pearl and it then shot forward, colliding against the descending Golden Crow Seal.

Boom!

When they collided, an indescribable energy storm was produced at the point of impact. The ground below was ravaged, opening up a crevice tens of thousands of feet wide.

After which, the Heavenly Dragon and Song Jing were both blown away in different directions.

......

Sacred Mountain Peak, before the sacred hall.

Jiang Qing'e and Diwu Mingxuan had landed at almost exactly the same time. A distance of several hundred feet divided them and resonant power blazed from their bodies at full strength. They maintained a certain vigilance towards each other.

They had sensed the frightening energy undulations that swept across the battlefield outside the mountain. Diwu Mingxuan was the first to speak with a smile. "Mentor Qing'e, can you really remain composed while letting Li Luo handle Song Jing alone?"

"You should be more concerned about the Divine Sun Ancient College. If an upper eighth-grade Duke loses to Li Luo, you'll forever be the butt of the joke whenever a new generation arrives at the Celestial Mirror Pagoda for a trial. That would undoubtedly be a stain on the reputation of your college," Jiang Qing'e retorted calmly.

"A third-grade Transcendent overcoming an upper eighth-grade? Such battle ability is unheard of. I'm afraid even you would have been unable to accomplish that youself, Mentor Qing'e," Diwu Mingxuan responded with a grin.

"Why do you think that Li Luo is unable to do things I can't?" Jiang Qing'e asked curiously.

Diwu Mingxuan was left a little dumbstruck by her question. Li Luo did indeed have three palaces and six resonances. Furthermore, they were all approaching the ninth-grade. Despite the highest being the lower ninth-grade waterlight resonance, the Heavenly Dragon resonance could borrow the aid of a Sacred Seed and be evolved further. Truthfully speaking, this configuration was exceptional! However, Jiang Qing'e's three middle ninth-grade light resonances were simply too dazzling. Thus, everyone naturally felt that if she was unable to do something, no one else could either.

"I'm watching." Diwu Mingxuan smirked. He then turned his gaze towards the Twelve Winged Seraphim Statue. Despite it having no face, it instilled a sense of awe in the two present. Jiang Qing'e was the first to act; she stepped towards the stairs in front of the temple.

Before she could climb, a mysterious force appeared, causing her foot to rebound.

Her startled expression changed into a slight frown when she realized that Diwu Mingxuan had successfully managed to step on to the stairs without issue.

This force didn't seem to be resisting against him.

Her eyes flickered briefly and her attention was drawn towards an object in Diwu Mingxuan's hand. It was a plaque that emitted subtle fluctuations. When she inspected it more closely, she realized that the force that had forcibly stopped her was similar to it!

The blocking force must have been something left behind by Diwu Mingxuan's teacher, the Radiant King Qi Huang!

Diwu Mingxuan didn't deny it. He explained, "Mentor Qing'e, the Light Transcendent Art here was discovered by my teacher. He left behind his energy as a means to guard it. However, you can simply rest here as this won't take too long. It'll just be enough time for me to come into contact with the Light Transcendent Art first. If I'm unable to overcome it, then it'll naturally lose effect."

"Your teacher has truly put in a lot of effort for you, his excellent disciple," Jiang Qing'e said sarcastically.

"This Transcendent Art will enable me to attain greater heights. There can be no mercy when we vie over the Laws. Thus, even though this is a little unfair, I can only apologize for it," Diwu Mingxuan coolly replied.

The value of the Transcendent Art was unimaginable. Even a King could learn from one.

Jiang Qing'e then said, "You might be celebrating your victory too early."

"Regardless, I'd like to ask you, Mentor Qing'e, to stop and rest here for a bit." Diwu Mingxuan didn't pause at all and began to climb towards the Twelve Winged Seraphim Statue.

Jiang Qing'e glanced at him one more time before turning towards the statue within the temple. Her golden eyes returned to their usual calm.

She lightly murmured, "A Transcendent Art cannot be obtained by relying on external aid. Even if your teacher is the supposed Radiant King."

With that, she slowly closed her eyes. At the same time, the Heart of Light within her began to release an incredible brilliance and ancient runes condensed between her eyebrows, transforming into three halos.

Her three middle ninth-grade light resonances then began to release light resonant power ceaselessly.

Pure light resonant power surged behind her, gradually forming a pair of feathered wings, each feather condensed of the purest light energy.

Jiang Qing'e now resembled the Twelve Winged Seraphim, at least from afar. All of the abundant light energy on the sacred mountain lingered and danced around her, as though they were cheering in joy at her presence.

Within the temple, the Twelve Winged Seraphim Statue began to show signs of shaking and its wings began to flutter. Along with this movement, an invisible wave swept outwards. That was accompanied by the sound of something breaking.

Diwu Mingxuan came to a halt and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face. He then glanced at the plaque in his hand, which now had a crack in it.

"How could this be...?" he asked himself in horror.

At this point, Jiang Qing'e swept past him and left him some indifferent words.

"No one in this world can make me stop, except for Li Luo."