Invincible Over the World

What exactly is this mass of energy, Huang Xiaolong wasn't clear.

When Huang Xiaolong used his Divine Sense to probe, he only saw a misty ball of purple lightning and pale golden flames.

This made Huang Xiaolong even more curious about the origins of this little Golden Horned Little Bull.

One must know, Huang Xiaolong condensed the Three Supreme Divine Forms, and there are extremely few things in the universe that can make Huang Xiaolong feel uneasy.

Could it be that this little guy isn't a Divine Beast?

Looking at the little fellow chewing on the Divine status, a thought suddenly flashed through Huang Xiaolong's mind.

Above Divine Beasts, are Chaos Spirit Beasts.

However, Huang Xiaolong just thought about it and felt it was unlikely.

If this little guy were truly a Chaos Spirit Beast, the host behind the God Promotion Competition wouldn't possibly have rewarded it to him.

Just like that, Huang Xiaolong and the little bull hunted demon beasts while traversing the Blood Phoenix Forest.

Of course, it was Huang Xiaolong doing all the hunting, while the Golden Horned Little Bull was on the side "cheering" for him.

Quickly, another month passed.

In this month, the little Golden Horned Little Bull had grown significantly larger; no longer a little guy. When it was first born, it only reached Huang Xiaolong's waist, but after a bit more than a month, it had almost grown to reach his shoulders.

If Huang Xiaolong hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would really be hard to imagine that this little guy was just over a month old.

However, even though the little guy had grown a lot, it was still just as adorable and still had a penchant for acting cute. Of course, it remained quite lazy.

At last, when communicating with Huang Xiaolong, it still responded with "Moo."

Over a month passed, and the small golden horns of the Golden Horned Little Bull shone with dazzling golden light. Surprisingly, tiny Thunder Patterns appeared on them, which contained the truths of Heaven and Earth, making them obscure and hard to comprehend. Huang Xiaolong studied them for several days but couldn't figure out anything, not even a single bull hair.

Huang Xiaolong's strength also improved significantly, having long reached the Heavenly God Second Stage Early Peak, just a half-step away from breaking through to the Heavenly God Second Stage Middle.

Initially, if Huang Xiaolong was traveling alone, he could have already passed through the Blood Phoenix Forest, but with the little Golden Horned Little Bull by his side, the pace inevitably slowed down.

According to Huang Xiaolong's estimate, it would take another twenty days to walk out of the Blood Phoenix Forest.

On this day, Huang Xiaolong was riding the Golden Horned Little Bull, passing by a creek in the Blood Phoenix Forest, when he suddenly sensed danger and shouted, "Little Girl."

Simultaneously, the two of them leaped into the air.

Just as Huang Xiaolong left the ground, a terrifying Sword Qi slashed across, severing the creek in two, with water spraying violently.

At this moment, a surprised sound rang out, followed by a white-robed youth appearing in Huang Xiaolong's sight.

"Yuan Xiang Sect." Seeing the giant elephant emblem on the youth's chest, Huang Xiaolong frowned.

Moreover, he was a Core Disciple of the Yuan Xiang Sect!

The white-robed youth gazed intently at Huang Xiaolong, his eyes burning as he slowly spoke, "Huang Xiaolong, I didn't expect your strength to be so deeply hidden. It seems that you killed my junior brother."

This white-robed youth was Chen Wen Yuan, dispatched by Zhao Chenyuan to capture Huang Xiaolong.

"Junior Brother?" A flash of realization crossed Huang Xiaolong's mind as he coldly said, "You are Senior Brother Han Yang's Chen Wen Yuan."

Chen Wen Yuan was startled, not expecting Huang Xiaolong to recognize him.

"Indeed, you killed my junior brother." A murderous glint flashed in Chen Wen Yuan's eyes. Previously, by observing Huang Xiaolong's strength, he was about seventy to eighty percent sure it was him. But now, he was one hundred percent certain, otherwise, Huang Xiaolong wouldn't know about him and his junior brother Han Yang.

Upon confirmation, Chen Wen Yuan acted instantly. He released his long sword, which shot out like a light snake, attacking Huang Xiaolong's chest.

Before the sword even arrived, the terrifying Sword Qi pricked Huang Xiaolong's skin painfully.

This was the Poison Snake Sword Technique of the Yuan Xiang Sect.

After achieving Small Success, one could control the long sword to attack the opponent within a certain range, somewhat akin to controlling the sword to attack, though its power did not match such methods.

However, Chen Wen Yuan was a Heavenly God Fifth Stage Middle Stage expert. Under one sword strike, if not prepared, even a Heavenly God Fifth Stage Late Stage expert would be pierced through, either killed or severely injured.

Huang Xiaolong hesitated not and shot up from the back of the Golden Horned Bull, the Three Supreme Divine Power activating as he wielded the condensed Divine Power Blade, slashing fiercely.

"Clang clang clang!"

A series of crisp ringing sounds echoed in the sky.

Although Huang Xiaolong evaded the strike, he was still shaken by the powerful force contained within the opponent's sword, causing his blood and Qi to surge.

Just as Huang Xiaolong dodged a strike, the opponent's sword suddenly spun back, attacking Huang Xiaolong from behind again, faster than he could react.

Huang Xiaolong roared without turning back, reversing the Divine Power Blade in his hand, and launched an Asura Sword Technique attack.

Hell's Wind.

Countless hurricanes swept forth, slowing the opponent's sword significantly.

Huang Xiaolong narrowly dodged by sidestepping.

At this moment, the sword returned to Chen Wen Yuan's hand.

Though the Poison Snake Sword Technique was immensely powerful, it consumed a vast amount of Divine Power, and with Chen Wen Yuan's Heavenly God Fifth Stage Middle Stage power, he could only continuously perform two unbroken attacks.

Holding the long sword, Chen Wen Yuan watched Huang Xiaolong intently, unable to conceal his inner shock.

How could Huang Xiaolong possibly evade his consecutive Poison Snake Sword Technique attacks?

Even though he repeatedly overestimated Huang Xiaolong's strength before, he realized now that he had still underestimated him.

He began to doubt whether when Huang Xiaolong joined the Barbarian God Sect a year ago, he was really just at the Divine-level Tenth Rank Late Stage.

Hovering in mid-air, Huang Xiaolong glanced at his clothes, torn by Chen Wen Yuan's Sword Qi, frowning. Though he narrowly evaded Chen Wen Yuan's Poison Snake Sword Technique just now, his clothes were still shredded by the opponent's Sword Qi.

Huang Xiaolong turned towards Chen Wen Yuan. Suddenly, his form blurred, transforming into the Ancient Divine Dragon Body; confronting Chen Wen Yuan, a Heavenly God Fifth Stage Middle Stage, he saw no need to conceal his strength anymore.

Seeing Huang Xiaolong suddenly transform into an Ancient Divine Dragon, Chen Wen Yuan's face turned extremely shocked, especially as Huang Xiaolong's aura surged several times over! Chen Wen Yuan was even more stunned and incredulous.

While Chen Wen Yuan was stunned and lost, Huang Xiaolong quickly rose above him, followed by an enormous dragon claw whopping down like a mountain.

Taken aback, Chen Wen Yuan dashed sideways, just barely dodging as he heard a loud crash. When he looked down, the ground was shattered by Huang Xiaolong's claws, causing a landslide and tremors.

Flying dirt splattered all over Chen Wen Yuan, covering him in dust.

Just as Chen Wen Yuan struggled to shake off the dirt, Huang Xiaolong's massive Dragon Tail swept towards him, its terrifying Qi Force vibrating through the surrounding space, frightening him into hurriedly swinging a sword in counterattack.

"Zheng!"

Chen Wen Yuan's Heavenly Divine Power infused sword struck Huang Xiaolong's Dragon Tail, feeling as if hitting a Chaos Giant Mountain; his arm went numb from the shock, almost losing grip on his long sword, as he staggered backward, a warm sensation rushed up his throat, and he opened his mouth.

Seeing that pool of blood on the ground, Chen Wen Yuan couldn't believe he was injured!

"Great Thousand Sword Formation!" Suddenly, Chen Wen Yuan let out a crazed roar, and the long sword in his hand flew out, followed by a flicker where countless long swords emerged, precisely one thousand, forming a sword formation that attacked Huang Xiaolong like endless tides, incessantly cycling, with unending streams of attacks.

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