The shockwaves from the battle caused Ao Luan's long hair to flutter in the wind. Amidst the interweaving of light, her beautiful face was full of heroic spirit.
The sword in her hand was simple and unadorned, but when she swung it, it exploded with a fierce aura.
The sharp sound of wind breaking echoed throughout the battlefield.
Everyone watched the battle nervously.
Countless dazzling red sword auras condensed into solid form. Complicated runes appeared within the sword auras. The sword auras and runes were like a dense flock of birds pouncing on each other.
It was dangerous, spectacular, and beautiful at the same time, like a sea of red spider lilies blooming by the River Styx.
The entire stadium was dead silent. Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.
The flames on Ao Luan's body soared into the sky. With the support of the Spirit Intranet, she was like a female general commanding thousands of troops, leaving a strong impression on the audience.
This was a woman who was as sharp as a sword.
However, the Monkey King didn't back down. He used immortal runes to strengthen his body. His white figure was able to shuttle through the dangerous sword auras with ease. Sometimes, he just had to turn his head casually, and those seemingly impenetrable sword auras would brush past the corner of his clothes.
"Ao Luan."
The Monkey King dodged as he shouted. "The will of the Spirit Intranet will devour your rationality."
"I know."
Ao Luan didn't stop attacking.
The Ten Thousand Spirits Immortal Dao could bear the emotions of living beings, and it would also strengthen their emotions.
The more one understood the Immortal Dao, the more they would be affected.
Ao Luan's stubbornness was strengthened by the Spirit Intranet. She knew that she was a little obsessed. She had been like this ever since the Monkey King went into hibernation.
But those were her emotions to begin with.
"If not now …"
A fiery red light flashed in Ao Luan's eyes. "I can't go against my brother."
Only at this moment could she have the courage to stand in front of the Monkey King.
However, Ao Luan's sword auras didn't stop, but none of them hit the Monkey King.
It wasn't that Ao Luan's control of her swordsmanship wasn't good, and it wasn't that there were gaps between the sword auras. It was that the Monkey King had greatly increased the density of Spirit Qi around him, causing the space around him to distort.
As long as he made the slightest deviation, the sword light would only brush past him.
The numerous sword lights that filled the sky drew arcs in the air and fell to the ground like a red rain.
Large chunks of Land God were torn apart and turned over. Rocks and soil were constantly shooting out and thunderous booms were heard. The deep booms became the soundtrack of this battle.
However, the Monkey King was closing in on Ao Luan amidst the rain of swords.
After closing the distance, the Monkey King made his move. Countless red flames the size of fireflies suddenly appeared in the sky.
As soon as the flame appeared, it collided with Ao Luan's sword light. Countless explosions rang out at the same time, and the deafening sound made the audience's ears hurt.
The wind swept away the embers of the explosion, which immediately caused a burst of exclamations in the stands.
Ao Luan stood up stubbornly with the help of her sword, her body bleeding profusely.
The explosion caused her original wound to split open again.
"Stop. That dao technique doesn't belong to you."
Monkey King said, "Using it will make you collapse faster."
"No."
Ao Luan shook her head and rejected.
"As long as it can strengthen me!"
She gritted her teeth and used her trump card dao technique.
Sun Wukong immediately sensed that the surrounding spiritual energy was surging intensely.
In the next moment, Ao Luan's body shone brightly and turned into a white dragon.
The white dragon was full of auspicious signs. Its body was dignified and dignified. Its dragon whiskers swayed with the wind, and every dragon scale was like a pure white jade, shining with a gentle and beautiful luster.
Monkey King was stunned.
"What a miraculous creation."
He sighed.
This was the dragon body that Ao Luan created with her own dragon soul. It was extremely difficult to create a dragon form in the dream world.
Her understanding of the Creation of All Spirits was not inferior to Zhen Yuan Daisen.
The white dragon suddenly roared, and the clear sky above the stadium was suddenly filled with dark clouds.
Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. A sudden rainstorm was about to descend.
The sky was dark, and there was already a moist smell in the wind.
Immediately afterward, the white dragon flew into the sky, and Monkey King followed closely behind it.
Two streaks of light began to battle in the sky above the Tree of All Spirits.
A halo had appeared in the sky above the Tree of All Spirits, surrounding the entire battlefield.
The halo expanded outward amid the intense battle, and the spiritual qi of the South Continent surged toward it as if it had a life of its own.
Jade Emperor looked up into the sky.
"That's the Spirit Internet hub?"
He could feel that the halo was resonating with the South Continent.
"No, that's not right …"
The Jade Emperor turned to Emperor Qing Hua and asked, "What is that?"
"The Spirit Internet."
Emperor Qing Hua replied, "That's the Spirit Internet, the collective consciousness of all the spiritual qi in the South Continent."
The so-called hub of the Spiritual Nexus was just a prop that was used to accommodate the amalgamation of unconsciousness.
Emperor Qing Hua continued, "The Great Sage wants to establish a contract with it."
"Contract?"
Jade Emperor's heart sank. "What contract?"
"A contract between All Spirits and the Spirit Internet."
There was a hint of emotion in Emperor Qing Hua's voice.
The Ten Thousand Spirit Immortal Dao had been nourished by the will of all the living beings in the South Continent. As the manifestation of the immortal dao, the Spirit Internet could resonate with Ao Luan's heart, as well as the will of all living beings, thereby transforming into something similar to a spiritual object.
The Monkey King had organized this competition to attract everyone's will, then create the Tree of All Spirits and give birth to the spirit of the Spirit Internet.
This spirit wasn't a true consciousness, but it could represent the Ten Thousand Spirit Immortal Dao of the South Continent.
Jade Emperor stumbled back a step. "What is Little Brother Yu trying to do?
What can he do? "
"He can do anything."
Emperor Qing Hua replied honestly, "No matter what, the Ten Thousand Spirit Immortal Dao will realize it for him."
Jade Emperor felt a chill run down his spine.
His heart stirred, and sword projections began to appear beside him.
"Stop."
The voice of a young girl suddenly sounded.
Jade Emperor's immortal power was restrained by a heavy force.
"Isn't it bad to disturb them?"
The voice replied, "Let's just keep watching."
Jade Emperor's heart sank. "You want to help him?"
"No … I'm helping you."
The young girl replied.
"You can't stop this battle."
She said to Jade Emperor.
Jade Emperor fell silent.
However, the young girl was the opposite of Jade Emperor. If he were to clash with her, he wouldn't be able to gain any advantage here.
Jade Emperor clenched his fists and looked up at the battle taking place in the sky.
Dark clouds gathered in the sky above the Tree of All Spirits.
Summoning Clouds and Summoning Rain was an innate ability of the Dragon Tribe.
The white dragon was constructed from dragon souls and was almost identical to a True Dragon.
Even though the Monkey King's understanding of the Ten Thousand Spirit Immortal Dao was far superior to Ao Luan's, he was only a guide.
His greatest weakness was his mortal body, so there was no way he could defeat Ao Luan.
In the blink of an eye, several thick bolts of lightning struck his body from the clouds. The bright branches and branches were like tree roots that flickered in and out of existence, and the explosions of lightning were just as ear-splitting as the explosion from before.
In the face of the mighty power of nature, the power of mortals paled in comparison.
Monkey King's expression was grave as he used a spell technique to weaken the power of the lightning bolts.
However, he was still severely wounded by the lightning bolts.
These bolts of lightning were too powerful and too fast. It was as if a True Dragon had been enraged, causing heaven and earth to tremble and lightning to erupt.
This was a difficult battle. Monkey King's body, which had been enhanced by the immortal symbols, felt like it could crumble at any moment.