Chapter 2511: Mount Buzhou?

Chapter 2511: Buzhou Shan?

The Wuyue Doufa was in full swing, with thunderous roars shaking the heavens. The two divine sons clashed fiercely, their battle reaching a fever pitch. One from the east and one from the west, they exchanged over a hundred rounds using Emperor Dao Immortal techniques, yet neither could gain the upper hand.

Vast expanses of the sky shattered, the universe turned chaotic, and even the Emperor Dao barriers hummed with vibration.

"Will they really fight until the world ends?" Niu Mo Wang said, hands tucked behind his back, sighing endlessly. He was quite impressed with these two young fighters—being divine sons of their sects was no small feat.

"Hold on," the leaders of Heng Shan and Song Shan transmitted messages to their respective sides.

As the two divine sons battled bloodily, the sect leaders of Heng Shan and Song Shan faced off in silence, their eyes filled with provocative glares. Neither would back down, both itching for a fight.

"I think we should pull those two divine sons down and let their sect leaders go at it instead. That would be quite a sight," Tai Yi said, stroking his beard, eager to stir up more trouble.

"Old man, what are those two up to?" Tai Bai nudged Tai Yi and gestured toward the other side, where Ye Chen and Si Ming Xing Jun stood back to back, heads together, whispering about something.

"Who knows?" Tai Yi replied casually, his attention still fixed on the battle.

Tai Bai took the initiative, grabbing his whisk and heading over to join the commotion.

Soon enough, Si Ming Xing Jun swatted him away with a single palm.

Meanwhile, Ye Chen had turned back and sat up straight, in an exceptionally good mood today. He didn't hold back, imprinting copies of his many rare treasures for Si Ming Xing Jun.

Of course, these rare treasures weren't given for free. He was counting on Si Ming Xing Jun to help him travel through the realms later. Keeping him happy would make everything go smoothly afterward.

"I'll come by again soon," Si Ming Xing Jun said cheerfully, getting up and leaving with a bounce in his step. Every now and then, he wiped his nosebleed—these treasures were far more precious than any heavenly stones.

Even after walking far away, his voice transmission could still be heard: "Don't go to the Heavenly Court anytime soon."

Si Ming Xing Jun was quite kind-hearted. As a high official in the Heavenly Court, he knew all about the Eighth Prince Yin Ming. That guy was ruthless, devouring people whole, and with the Jade Emperor's favor, he was extremely arrogant. Messing with him would lead to a miserable end—there were plenty of bloody examples.

Ye Chen understood without needing to be told. He wouldn't head up there for trouble until he reached the Great Saint realm.

As he thought about it, he imprinted a copy of the scene from his jade slip and sent it to Hua Shan Zhen Ren, humbly asking, "Senior, do you know what this place is?"

Hua Shan Zhen Ren's eyes narrowed slightly upon seeing it. With his vast experience, how could he not recognize it? He had been there once before—it was definitely not a safe place.

Recalling it now still filled him with lingering fear. That location was terrifying.

After a moment, he collected his thoughts and gave a definitive answer: "Buzhou Shan."

"Buzhou Shan?"

Ye Chen furrowed his brow. He knew that the stones in the Heavenly Realm's stone market all came from Buzhou Shan, but few knew its true origins. The secret scrolls in Hua Shan's scripture pavilion described it as a land of great calamity, where countless people who entered it vanished without a trace.

"That's a forbidden ground for cultivators. Do not set foot in it," Hua Shan Zhen Ren said slowly.

"Understood," Ye Chen nodded. For now, he had no intention of seeking out danger.

Boom! Bang!

As they spoke, two massive explosions erupted.

The two divine sons collided head-on, both sent flying—one crashing into the eastern sky, the other shattering the western heavens. The entire sky trembled.

Once they steadied themselves, both divine sons' eyes gleamed with dazzling light, and ancient god patterns etched across their foreheads, activating a mysterious forbidden technique.

Immediately, roaring sounds filled the air. Behind the Song Shan divine son, a colossal phantom figure appeared, towering like a pillar of heaven, identical to him but enlarged.

On the opposite side, the Heng Shan divine son did the same, summoning his outer path dharma form. Flames and thunder raged around his divine body, and the massive figure exuded an aura that shook the eight directions, making the heavens rumble.

All the spectators sat up straight. The battle had reached its endgame for both divine sons. The next strike would decide the winner.

"Battle!"

With two fierce roars, the divine sons' dharma forms moved. One gripped the universe in hand, the other wielded yin and yang, both infused with countless immortal techniques. Their fist and palm clashed across the sky.

Boom!

A tremendous explosion erupted at the point of impact, with waves of destructive light spreading outward. Everywhere it touched, space crumbled, upending the universe and disrupting yin and yang.

"Who's stronger?" Everyone stared intently, not daring to blink.

Under the watchful eyes of all, the Song Shan divine son's dharma form shattered, and he spat blood into the sky. The Heng Shan divine son fared no better—his dharma form exploded, and his divine body sprayed fresh blood. Terrifying aftershocks rippled out, sending both divine sons plummeting and smashing two deep craters into the vast battle platform.

In that instant, the world fell silent, and for a long time, neither of them stirred.

"It's really a draw," Jiao Long Wang sighed, breaking the quiet.

The leaders of Heng Shan and Song Shan both rubbed their brows in unison.

Especially the Song Shan leader, whose face looked the worst. His sect's divine daughter had lost to the Song Shan divine son, and now his divine son had ended in a tie with the Heng Shan divine son.

In other words, Song Shan was effectively out of the competition this time.

As everyone watched, the two divine sons crawled out of the craters.

Both were covered in blood and bones, their magical power depleted, and they could fight no longer. They glared fiercely at each other before turning away—one staggering, the other wobbling. The prolonged battle had been brutally intense, with over a thousand rounds and no clear victor.

As they left the stage, the Tai Shan divine son slowly rose and stepped into the sky. His body seemed so heavy that each footfall shook the universe.

He was a powerful divine son, with an overwhelmingly dominant bloodline and surging vital energy. Strands of dao principles wrapped around him, faintly visible, and vague sounds of the Great Dao echoed.

His eyes burned with a condescending gaze, staring across the void at Hua Shan—more precisely, at the Hua Shan divine son—and said with a lazy smile, "If you dare not fight, admit defeat on the spot."

The Hua Shan divine son snorted coldly and stepped forward, landing on the battle platform with a bang. He couldn't tolerate such provocation or that haughty stare. Back in their previous battle, this Tai Shan divine son had been his defeated opponent.

"Overestimating yourself," the Tai Shan divine son said with a slight curl of his lips. He vanished in an instant and reappeared right in front of the Hua Shan divine son, thrusting a divine light finger that pierced through everything toward his forehead.

The Hua Shan divine son's eyes flashed with shock, and he soared into the sky to evade the fatal strike. He countered with a palm strike, heavy as a mountain, causing the universe to collapse and half the sky to cave in.

"Break!"

The Tai Shan divine son snorted coldly and punched upward, shattering the descending palm and sending the Hua Shan divine son staggering back with a muffled groan. Each step backward cracked the space beneath his feet.

Before he could stop, the Tai Shan divine son was upon him again, striking viciously. One finger pierced straight through the Hua Shan divine son's chest, spilling crimson blood that stained the void, drop by drop, glaringly bright.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

Severely wounded, the Hua Shan divine son retreated repeatedly, unable to withstand the Tai Shan divine son's assault. He bled into the sky time and again. Not just the people of Hua Shan, but many onlookers couldn't bear to watch.

"The Hua Shan divine son is too weak—he's been on the defensive the whole time!"

"His life-bound artifact was shattered by Ye Chen, causing backlash that greatly reduced his power. Meanwhile, the Tai Shan divine son is at full strength. This fight was never in doubt."

"The outcome is clear now."

Murmurs rose again, with most people not even watching, casually sipping tea.

The Tai Shan leader smirked and glanced toward the Hua Shan side.

Hua Shan Zhen Ren said nothing, simply closing his eyes. He didn't want to see the Tai Shan leader's arrogant demeanor. Win or lose was just part of the game—he could let it go.

Hua Shan Xian Zi took a deep breath and closed her eyes too, unable to watch.

"How embarrassing," the Hua Shan divine daughter murmured, lowering her head.

As for Ye Chen, he was the most relaxed of all.

This guy wasn't even watching the fight, just hunched over, polishing a purple divine pearl until it shone brightly. He didn't seem bothered at all by the Hua Shan divine son getting beaten.

Ah!

The Hua Shan divine son's roars echoed through the sky as he bled repeatedly. It wasn't that he was inferior to the Tai Shan divine son—he just wasn't at his peak. Whether he had his life-bound artifact or not didn't matter much, but the backlash was a severe dao injury that would take ages to heal.

Now, he was even weaker than before his seclusion, while the Tai Shan divine son had grown stronger since their last encounter. With one side waning and the other waxing, it was no surprise he was getting hammered from the moment he stepped onto the stage.

This battle truly had no suspense.

The Hua Shan divine son was defeated, and spectacularly so. He plummeted from the sky and landed in a pool of blood. As he struggled to his feet, a massive seal came crashing down, suppressing him forcefully.

"Waste," the Tai Shan divine son sneered, then slapped him flying with a palm.

Hua Shan Zhen Ren raised his hand and caught his sect's divine son from across the vast void.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The Hua Shan divine son was furious beyond control, his hair disheveled and face twisted in rage. That single insult had driven him mad—it was an utterly humiliating defeat.

Hua Shan Xian Zi sighed and waved her hand, sealing him in place.

Now, Ye Chen became the target of the Hua Shan divine son's pent-up fury. His bloodshot, terrifying eyes were filled with killing intent. If not for this stone spirit, he wouldn't have lost so miserably.

Ye Chen ignored it, just kept his head down polishing the divine pearl. Can I be blamed? You were the one picking a fight and trying to kill me. Not finishing you off is already generous.

On the stage, the Tai Shan divine son had already left, and the next challenger stepped up—it was the Song Shan divine son.

This cross-eyed fellow was even more arrogant than the Tai Shan divine son. Having fully recovered from the energy expended against the Heng Shan divine daughter, he was lively and fierce, like a wild beast.

"Divine daughter, please," the Song Shan divine son said with a smile, looking at the Hua Shan divine daughter.

"You can admit defeat if you can't win—it's not shameful," Ye Chen said absentmindedly, his head still buried in his task. He wasn't worried about the Hua Shan divine daughter getting hurt; he was more concerned about his own body not being damaged in the process.

The Hua Shan divine daughter shot him a fierce glare before turning and stepping onto the stage. As a divine daughter of her sect, there was no question of surrendering. Losing in battle wasn't disgraceful—fleeing without fighting would be truly humiliating.

"Boy, watch your mouth."

Before the fight even began, the Song Shan divine son's ears rang with Kunlun Shen Zi's words. That drunkard was very protective of his wife and wouldn't hesitate to step up if anyone insulted her.

"Understood," the Song Shan divine son replied with a slight smile.