CHAPTER 426: CHAPTER 256 EPISODE 5: MAD DEMON STAFF TECHNIQUE, SUBDUING THE DIVINE WEAPON!_2

Lu Yuan looked at the Dragon Patterned Iron Rod that resembled a divine pillar holding up the sky, and muttered to himself.

Unexpectedly, the Dragon Patterned Iron Rod seemed to understand his intention, and actually shrunk a size!

"A little smaller!"

Lu Yuan’s eyes brightened slightly.

He didn’t expect this thing could really shrink and expand at will, capable of changing size.

After several attempts, Lu Yuan finally made the Dragon Patterned Iron Rod, thick as a mountain, become as thick as a wrist and about six feet long.

"It’s worth all the effort I put in. This is really a good treasure."

"There’s no weapon more suitable for me than this."

Lu Yuan couldn’t help but express his joy.

He gripped the Dragon Patterned Iron Rod tightly, swinging it casually a few times.

Immediately, a fierce gust of wind swept through, tearing the air apart, with sharp whistling sounds of breaking through the sky.

The surrounding void twisted intensely, revealing countless cracks!

Fortunately, the Dragon Race’s Treasure Vault was guarded by an array.

Otherwise, Lu Yuan could smash a Daoist Palace strong person into pulp with a single casual swing.

After all, the Celestial God Ant is reputed as the ultimate power in the world, and the Dragon Patterned Iron Rod is the supreme heavy weapon of the present age.

With both combined, Lu Yuan gained wings as if a tiger added to his strength, his combat power increased several folds at least!

If that Infinite Mountain Elder were still alive, Lu Yuan wouldn’t even need to risk his life in a hard-fought battle, he could just strike him dead with a single blow!

"Truly a hero emerging from youth, this Dragon Patterned Iron Rod has been placed in our Dragon Race treasure vault for hundreds of thousands of years, yet it is finally subdued by Young Master Lu Yuan."

Long Chen sighed, unable to hide a trace of envy in his aged eyes.

Back then, the Dragon Race ancestor spared no resources or effort to forge this divine weapon.

A casual swing encompasses the weight of 108,000 Immortal Divine Mountains.

Furthermore, it is reinforced with countless Law Dao Patterns.

Its terrifying power is already beyond imagination.

Even strong individuals in the Divine Image Realm would likely not dare to take it head-on!

"Brother Lu Yuan, you’re amazing."

Liu Mingyan’s eyes sparkled, her beautiful eyes turning into crescents, sincerely feeling happy for him.

"Senior Long Chen, you’re too kind. Let’s head back first."

Lu Yuan was in a great mood after acquiring the divine weapon.

He picked out a few staff techniques from the Dragon Race’s treasure vault before leaving.

Returning to the Dragon Palace.

Lu Yuan wasted no time and immediately began cultivation.

Though he had never used a staff-like weapon before, having experienced many lifetimes of reincarnation, with his knowledge and experience, mastering a staff technique wouldn’t take much time.

"Mad Demon Staff Technique, without madness, there’s no survival!"

"The essence of this staff technique lies in the word ’madness’. The more it approaches a desperate situation, the more powerful the staff technique becomes."

Lu Yuan carefully browsed through the contents several times, a look of understanding in his eyes.

The Mad Demon Staff Technique has no set forms; it appears simple but requires a high level of combat experience.

This is not a problem at all for Lu Yuan.

He memorized all the techniques and key points, immediately starting to practice them.

Initially, his movements were somewhat clumsy, with many flaws and loopholes in the techniques.

However, once he practiced all the techniques from start to finish a few times, his movements became increasingly skillful.

Two days passed in a flash.

Today is the day of the showdown between the Taichu Saint Son and the Kunpeng Inheritor.

Long before, countless forces and cultivators swarmed into the True Dragon Ancestral Star just to witness this once-in-a-millennium peak battle.

Some roughly estimated that at least tens of billions of cultivators have arrived on site!

Moreover, the entire vast starry sky has billions of people closely following this through various means.

Fortunately, the True Dragon Ancestral Star’s area is equivalent to tens of thousands of suns, more than enough to accommodate tens of billions of cultivators.

Even so, the area near the Dragon Palace was still packed, surrounded by people watertight.

Just as everyone was anxiously awaiting and eagerly anticipating this battle,

in a certain training ground of the Dragon Palace,

a young man was sweating profusely, skillfully wielding a Dragon Patterned Iron Rod.

He twisted his body rapidly, moving like lightning,

the staff whistling through the air with dominance and ferocity.

Especially as the iron rod in his hands swung, it seemed to harness the mighty force of heaven and earth, like a flood bursting through a dam, unstoppable!

In the sunlight,

the Dragon Patterned Iron Rod in Lu Yuan’s hand reflected spots of golden light.

This supreme divine weapon’s weight equals 108,000 Immortal Divine Mountains.

Even when reduced, it is absolutely not something ordinary strongmen can handle.

Even with Lu Yuan’s Celestial God Ant bloodline, every swing required him to exert all his strength.

But not only did he not stop, his speed actually increased, wielding it with such precision that it was airtight.

"Roar!"

In the end.

Accompanied by a dragon’s roar.

The majestic might of heaven and earth was drawn, transforming into a golden dragon, charging straight ahead to attack!

"Boom!"

Even with the array reinforcement, the battle arena instantly exploded, revealing a bottomless pit.

This was even though Lu Yuan hadn’t used his full strength.

Otherwise, with this strike alone, he could easily pierce through a star!

"Hoo!"

Lu Yuan stood holding the iron rod.

Sweat dripped down his entire body, yet he felt immensely refreshed.

"It seems my strength has grown again."

He clenched his left hand and murmured to himself.

The Dragon Patterned Iron Rod is the foremost weapon in existence, and practicing staff techniques with it is equivalent to weighted training.

Moreover, judging from his increasing strength, the training results are remarkably significant!

"Lu Yuan brother, the son-in-law selection event is about to start."

Liu Mingyan, who had been standing by, watched as Lu Yuan finished his cultivation and immediately handed him a handkerchief thoughtfully.

"I’ll go wash up, change clothes, and then meet this Taichu Saint Son."

Lu Yuan said with a light smile, a strong confidence in his tone.

If he had been a bit worried before about whether he would be interfered with by outsiders when he killed the Taichu Saint Son,

then after obtaining the Dragon Patterned Iron Rod and achieving minor success in the Mad Demon Staff Technique,

even with external interferences, he was fully confident in killing Taichu Saint Son!

On the other side.

As the Taichu Saint Son and the Kunpeng Inheritor ascended the stage,

the long-awaited pinnacle duel finally officially began!

On the stage in front of the Dragon Palace.

The Kunpeng Inheritor wore a white dress, with an ethereal temperament, like an immortal.

She was glamorous and unmatched, like the Nine Heavens Goddess who mistakenly entered the mortal world, seemingly ready to ascend at any moment.

On the other side of her.

The Taichu Saint Son wore a Daoist robe, his gaze vast as the sky, devoid of any emotion.

"You are injured, you are no match for me."

The Taichu Saint Son said lightly.

"Kill!"

The Kunpeng Inheritor didn’t waste words, raising her hand with an absolute killing technique.

As soon as she finished speaking,

her momentum suddenly surged.

From her seemingly fragile and thin body, a terrifying power erupted, as if it could overturn the entire world!

Under this oppressive force,

some of the weaker spectators felt their bodies sinking, even breathing became incredibly difficult!

Feeling the powerful aura from the Kunpeng Inheritor, the Taichu Saint Son’s expression slightly tensed, a touch of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

The Kunpeng bloodline is unparalleled, reputed to have the fastest speed in the world.

Even if the opponent was injured, she couldn’t be underestimated; otherwise, he would pay a heavy price!

"Very well, since you insist on courting death, I will fulfill your wish."

The Taichu Saint Son snorted coldly, and the spiritual power within him surged like a flood.

Clashing in mid-air with the aura of the Kunpeng Inheritor, it created a deafening explosion.

"Boom!"

The void trembled, and the sky and earth changed color.

Both were prodigies of this era, and with a mere gesture, they summoned the Heaven and Earth Laws for their own use.

Their mere confrontation of Qi Mechanisms triggered an astonishing phenomenon!

All spectators were awed by this powerful momentum, widening their eyes, holding their breath.

Fearing to miss a single moment of this pinnacle duel.

The next moment.

The Taichu Saint Son formed seals with both hands.

A radiant sword light slashed out from his hands, like a flying sword from the Outer Heaven, carrying the power to destroy everything, seemingly capable of annihilating all.

The Kunpeng Inheritor, with a soft shout, transformed her body into a giant Kunpeng shadow, soaring high as it charged towards the sword light.

With a heaven-shaking crash, the sword light and Kunpeng shadow collided heavily in the air.

The air around the stage was distorted by this immense power, as if the space itself was being torn apart.

A blinding light suddenly erupted on the stage.

The shockwave generated from the collision spread like a storm in all directions.

If not for the array’s protection on the stage, even a single strand of residual wave could severely injure strong individuals in the Life and Death Realm!

When the light faded.

The Taichu Saint Son and Kunpeng Inheritor continued to stand on the stage, but both looked somewhat pale.

But soon everyone was surprised to notice.

The Kunpeng Inheritor’s right hand was trembling uncontrollably, with scarlet blood seeping out.

Staining her snow-white clothes red!