Chapter 1129 Battling The Yang Sovereign
From the moment he activated his bloodline ability to unleashing his attack, John had only one singular thought; unleashing the most powerful attack he was capable of, holding nothing back at all. He had done just that, as his Kirin-God Destruction, channeled to his maximum potential, surged towards the Yang-Sovereign like a world-ending meteor, followed up a moment later by his Asura Reaping Scythe.
At the same time, the Sword-Saint's Sacred Sword Scripture slashed towards the Yang-Sovereign with awe-inspiring sharpness and lethality, its killing potential not losing out to John's Kirin-God Destruction or Asura Reaping Scythe to all despite the Sword-Saint having a lower effective combat potential.
It was only as the two battle arts collided with the Yang-Sovereign that John finally noticed a change within his body that he had not expected. After activating his bloodline ability, the invasive Yang- Sphere repression formation energy had been pushed back father, no longer invading his body as it had done before.
His Body Dantian had allowed him to use his own Qi, but the repression formation had still fought for supremacy within his own body, making the movement of his Qi throughout his meridian's far more taxing than normal.
That was no longer the case, shocking him greatly. Unexpectedly, his bloodline ability had managed to push the energy of the repression formation completely out of his body, fighting the battle for supremacy not around his dantian, but around his body instead. It was almost as if his bloodline ability acted in a similar fashion to the Sacred Sword Domain, making him the sovereign of everything that happened within his body.
John's expression twitched as he realized what was going on, his mind racing to figure out exactly what had happened. Did his bloodline establish a domain within his body? Was his bloodline beyond the scope of the Yang-Sphere, and thus unable to be repressed? Or was it something else?L1tLagoon witnessed the first publication of this chapter on Ñøv€l--B1n.
Those rising thoughts were instantly squashed, left for contemplation at a later date. The only thing that mattered was the life and death battle he was charging headfirst into. His current task was to kill the Yang-Sovereign and nothing else, as if he failed, nothing else truly mattered.
With his strength surging once more due to regaining full control over his body and the Qi surging within, John pushed forward even faster, his speed alone almost slicing space apart as he sped through the infernal domain of the Yang-Lotus!
The blast of pure yang smashed into him like a thousand exploding volcanoes. His skin shattered and vanished like ash under the heat and power of the horrifying explosion, revealing muscle and bone beneath. Teeth gritted, John pressed forward into the horrifying explosion, his body racing through the path carved by his Asura Reaping Scythe!
As he raced further into the explosion, the path he created began to wane, the power of the explosion collapsing in on the empty space. As it did so, the heat of the pure Yang surrounding him burned at his flesh and singed his hair, drowning him in a world of agony once more.
Bang!
The explosion finally collapsed on him, its power slamming into him from all sides at once. John felt as though he had been smashed into by heavenly mountains from all directions, his body nearly breaking from the force. His muscles tore and bones fractured, repairing a moment later from the combined healing factor of his Dragon, Asura, Limiters, and innate bloodline healing ability.
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lightsnοvεl John finally shot out of the explosion, appearing once more in the normal domain of the Yang-Lotus. While the heat and power here was beyond terrifying, it felt like a breath of fresh air compared to the combined power of the Yang-Lotus and explosion he had just been in.
The world still burning around him, the air shimmering and baking from the Yang energy permeating the domain, John's eyes locked onto the Yang-Sovereign. The Yang-Sovereign stood several miles away, his lotus-shaped flail held in his right hand, his left arm lying on the ground next to him, no longer attached to his body.
In the opening exchange of the battle, the surprise attack being the most crucial advantage John and the Sword-Saint would get, a single severed arm was their only victory. For a cultivator as powerful as the Yang-Sovereign, such an injury could hardly be considered as such. In their endeavor to kill the Yang-Sovereign in their opening surprise attack, John and the Sword-Saint had failed.
