CHAPTER 979: CHAPTER 550: DO NOT EXPOSE YOURSELF, REMEMBER THIS! (PART 3)

A hint of fierce light flashed in his eyes, and with a swift slap to his waist, a gigantic golden shadow flew out from the grey Qiankun Bag and instantly ascended over his head into the upper sky.

As the light dispersed, a majestic gold-feathered giant eagle revealed itself, its wingspan reaching an astonishing size of six zhang. It was adorned with golden spirit patterns, with a pair of gilded talons sharp and unstoppable, and eyes like bright pearls, radiating with a piercing brilliance.

The golden giant eagle let out a long, resonant cry towards the sky, then swiftly folded its wings and dove towards Zhao Sheng; its claws, sharp as blades, filled with boundless ferocity.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Sheng’s mind raced urgently, suddenly shaking his sleeves to unleash a wave of white light, and two towering silver-white tiger-shaped puppets, each over a zhang tall, landed one on either side in front of him.

At the same time, his Divine Sense connected with the two puppets.

The next moment, both tiger-shaped puppets roared towards the sky, emitting a formidable aura comparable to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

One of the tiger-shaped puppets kicked the ground fiercely, astonishingly unfolding a pair of metal wings three zhang long on its back, as its massive body soared into the sky, crashing head-on into the golden giant eagle.

A thunderous boom followed as eagle and tiger flew backward, but the next second they both lightning-edged back, fearlessly engaging in combat again, seemingly locked in a dead heat.

"Oh, Second-tier Puppets! So, you’ve actually cultivated Divine Sense ahead of time. Interesting, interesting, now this is getting fascinating!"

Though these words were spoken with a smile, Sili Qiu’s expression turned even more grim.

"Since you also master Sword Dao, I shall be courteous! Sword come!"

A glint of fierce resolve flashed in Sili Qiu’s eyes, as he spat out a small golden sword about an inch long, its hilt carved into an ominous dragon head.

Sili Qiu possesses an exceptionally rare Gold Element Heavenly Spiritual Root; it is known that the Metal Spirit Root is the exemplary aptitude uniquely suited for Sword Cultivation.

Thus, Sili Qiu not only mastered his family’s secret techniques but is also a Sword Cultivator at the Qi Refinement Realm.

The small sword spun rapidly in the air, instantly expanding to over tenfold its size, transforming into a mighty sword of eight chi, then swiftly fell into Sili Qiu’s hand.

With prior two rounds of exchange experience, Sili Qiu was completely wary of the opponent, exerting all his strength without hesitation from the start, as an astonishing Sword Intent erupted from within him, chilling the hearts of most below the stage.

"Body Sword Integration Technique, Sword strikes without return!"

With a low roar, Sili Qiu’s form blurred, merging with the spirit sword in his grasp, coalescing into a golden sword rainbow over ten zhang long, like a thunderbolt rushing towards Zhao Sheng.

The others had their eyes seared by the dazzling sword light, momentarily unable to discern who was master or servant between man and sword. All felt an irresistible killing intent sweeping from the stage, making the hairs on everyone within a hundred zhang stand on end, their Spirit seized.

Zhao Sheng, witnessing this, unexpectedly smiled slightly.

The next second, the tiger-shaped puppet standing in front of him suddenly charged towards the golden sword rainbow.

Following with a thunderous boom, an explosion cloud rapidly expanded, countless fragments of varying sizes shot out in all directions. The Tiger Head Puppet had unexpectedly self-detonated without a sound.

Witnessing this scene, thousands of Chen Family’s disciples below the stage couldn’t help but look at each other in dismay, and among the many Golden Core Masters atop the White Jade Platform, most furrowed their brows slightly.

As everyone presumed the battle had concluded, a sword light disrupted the light cloud, and then the disheveled Sili Qiu emerged, clutching the golden sword, flying out desperately to land in a corner of the platform.

This person’s complexion was pale, blood stained at the corner of his mouth, clearly having suffered a considerable setback moments ago.