strictlysupreme Chapter 418 It's time to let Senior Brother Duobao take the stage for a battle!
Chapter 418 It's time to let Senior Brother Duobao take the stage for a battle!
After a moment's thought, Chen Changsheng pondered to himself:
"Master's Dragon-Binding Rope is powerful."
"But it's probably unlikely that this treasure can be used to bind a veteran quasi-saint like the Antarctic Immortal."
Just as Chen Changsheng was lost in thought, on the Dao Discussion Platform, Zhao Gongming, after summoning the Dragon Binding Rope, quickly tossed it into the air.
"boom……"
Immediately afterwards, the rope, which had been deathly still, seemed to be infused with a life force as if it had created the world.
"hold head high……"
Then, a deep and resonant dragon roar could be heard.
The dragon's roar resounded through the heavens.
It seemed to come from beyond the heavens, or surge from the depths of the netherworld, causing the entire world to tremble violently.
Just as the disciples below the stage were in shock, the Dragon Binding Rope that rose into the air swelled in the wind, growing as large as a bucket, and then as large as a pillar.
With the three surges, the originally thin Dragon Binding Rope has transformed into a golden dragon phantom thousands of feet long that stretches across the sky!
"Roar!"
The enormous golden dragon shadow was not formed from flesh and blood, but was composed of the purest power of laws.
The dragon's body tumbled in the sea of clouds, each scale as large as a door panel. With each opening and closing, it created wind, thunder, and lightning, illuminating the sky with flickering light, as if the end of the world had arrived.
"Give me the town!!"
Zhao Gongming roared out.
The enormous golden dragon phantom immediately began to spin and roar.
In a short while, a huge vortex formed above the Dao Discussion Platform, covering the entire platform.
At the center of the vortex, the two dragon heads that were originally at the ends of the Dragon Binding Rope suddenly opened their eyes.
Golden light shot directly from the pupils of the two dragon heads, firmly locking onto the Immortal Nanjin.
"Boom!"
The next moment, a vast and powerful suppressive force swept towards the Antarctic Immortal as if the Milky Way had reversed.
In less than a few breaths, the Antarctic Immortal was already enveloped in that suppressive power.
"Um?"
He frowned slightly, able to intimately sense the immense power of that suppressive force.
"Although Zhao Gongming has only recently been promoted to Quasi-Saint."
"But its strength is much greater than that of an ordinary quasi-saint."
"I only knew that its Dragon-Binding Rope had the ability to capture dragons and bind immortals, but I never imagined it could unleash such terrifying suppressive power!"
After a moment's thought, the Antarctic Immortal came to his senses, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the huge golden dragon shadow in the vortex.
After observing for a moment, he slightly curled the corner of his mouth and spoke in a cold voice:
"The Dragon Binding Rope is quite a powerful magic weapon; it can even unleash such suppressive power."
"However, Junior Brother Gongming, you're dreaming if you think you can suppress me with this!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Antarctic Immortal slightly raised the hand holding the dragon-patterned walking stick, and then slammed it into the ground.
"Break it!"
With a soft shout from the Antarctic Immortal, a vast quasi-saint level magical power burst forth from the coiled dragon staff.
"Boom boom..."
Then, the suppressing power that had been surrounding the Antarctic Immortal began to crumble inch by inch under the influence of this magical force.
"Bang!"
Soon, the terrifying impact struck the enormous vortex that stretched across the sky.
With a deafening roar, the vortex shattered, followed by a flash of golden light, and the enormous golden dragon phantom was instantly reduced to its original size.
"Oh?"
Upon seeing this, Zhao Gongming's expression darkened slightly, and with a casual wave of his hand, the Dragon Binding Rope was already in his grasp.
The moment Zhao Gongming obtained the Dragon-Binding Rope, his hands moved swiftly, and he gave a soft shout:
"Bind!"
The next moment, the Dragon Binding Rope in his hand vanished without a trace.
When they looked again, the Dragon-Binding Rope had already appeared in front of the Antarctic Immortal, and then it began to wrap around him.
These scenes unfolded in the blink of an eye, happening almost instantaneously.
Even the Antarctic Immortal didn't have time to react before his body was already entangled by the Dragon-Binding Rope.
Seeing his body bound by the Dragon-Binding Rope, the Antarctic Immortal remained calm, showing no sign of panic.
If it were anyone else bound by the Dragon-Binding Rope, they would certainly be unable to break free.
But the Antarctic Immortal is different; he is a veteran quasi-saint.
"A trivial skill!"
After a moment of hesitation, the Old Man of the South Pole chuckled and gave a slight shake of his arms.
"boom!"
Suddenly, an immense magical power surged forth.
Then, the Dragon-Binding Rope that had been binding the Antarctic Immortal was forcibly shaken off and transformed into a golden light, falling back into Zhao Gongming's hands.
The disciples below the stage were all deeply moved by the scenes of the battle on the platform.
"So...so strong!"
"Senior Brother is amazing!"
"Zhao Gongming's Dragon-Binding Rope is nothing but a child's play in front of our senior brother!"
"As expected of my senior brother from the Chan Sect!"
"Zhao Gongming has only just entered the Quasi-Saint realm, while our Senior Brother has been a Quasi-Saint for countless years. How can Zhao Gongming compare to him?"
"In this battle of quasi-saints, our Chan Sect will surely prevail!"
"..."
Upon seeing this, the disciples of the Chan Sect were all greatly excited.
In their view, the Dragon-Binding Rope that Zhao Gongming used could not harm the Antarctic Immortal in the slightest.
In contrast to the excitement of the Chan Sect, the Jie Sect remained silent.
Just now, when they saw Zhao Gongming unleash the Dragon Binding Rope, its terrifying power made them tremble with fear.
Even the disciples of the Great Luo Golden Immortals couldn't help but feel their hearts tremble.
Thinking that if he were bound by Zhao Gongming's Dragon-Binding Rope, he would be nothing more than a lamb to the slaughter.
But who would have thought that the Antarctic Immortal would solve it so easily?
"This Antarctic Immortal seems to be exceptionally powerful!"
"Can Senior Brother Zhao possibly defeat him?"
"Even the suppressing and binding power of a magical artifact like the Dragon-Binding Rope is completely ineffective against him?"
"Could it be that our Jie Sect is going to lose this battle of quasi-saints?"
"If that's the case, wouldn't that mean the Chan Sect has won this Three Religions Competition?"
"If only I had let Senior Brother Duobao step onto the stage for a battle!"
"..."
The disciples of the Jie Sect whispered among themselves, their expressions filled with worry.
At this moment, Daoist Duobao frowned slightly, then turned his gaze and scanned the many disciples of the Jie Sect.
Upon receiving Duobao's gaze, the members of the Jie Sect fell silent, daring not to utter another word.
After witnessing this scene, Chen Changsheng's expression remained largely unchanged.
He had some idea of what was going on when he saw Zhao Gongming use the Dragon-Binding Rope.
Thinking that with the quasi-saint power of the Antarctic Immortal, the Dragon-Binding Rope alone would probably be insufficient to deal with him.
And the result was exactly as Chen Changsheng had guessed.
At the same time, the Three Pure Ones were present.
Seeing that the Antarctic Immortal was handling Zhao Gongming's Dragon-Binding Rope with ease, the Primordial Celestial Venerable couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.