"I'm no longer who I used to be... This time, I want you dead!!" Zuo Han felt an inexplicable surge of impulse in his heart.

He executed the Golden Stone Skill with his arms, unleashing a torrent of heavy moves like flowing water.

The Absolute Defense unique to a Grandmaster made it impossible for the two of them to break each other's defense in a short time.

Fighting like this seemed intense, but even after two days and nights, a victor might not be decided.

But at this moment, Zuo Han made a decision.

"Final Form."

The silver line at the center of his eyebrows slowly opened, weaving into a crescent moon made up of three overlapping circles.

"Vajra!!!"

He suddenly roared to the sky, his entire body's muscles cracked quickly, swelled, expanded, and grew larger.

The newly formed muscles, like rapidly sprouting grapes, densely emerged from his body.

Neck, shoulders, chest, back, arms, legs.

All these places grew a thick layer of pitch-black muscle armor in a very short time.

The originally two-meter-five Zuo Han, under the exaggerated amplification of the Final Form, grew to nearly three meters.

His body width increased to two meters and a half.

He was like a real fortress wall.

"Final Form of Vajra!? You're crazy!" Using the Final Form as soon as the battle began, he was determined to fight to the death.

Shang Dingye's face changed dramatically; it was the first time he encountered such a madman.

It's known that Grandmasters usually have vast estates and wouldn't easily exert themselves to such an extent.

Using the Final Form meant a determination to win or die.

Because there was no third possibility.

If they lost, their Grandmaster realm would regress, and their will to win would deteriorate, a fate worse than death.

No one wanted such an outcome.

But seeing Zuo Han rushing towards him with even greater speed and power, Shang Dingye was unwilling to retreat just like that.

He only needed to hold on a little longer here; the commotion would attract the stationed Grandmasters from Jade Void Palace, and by then, this person in front of him would have no escape.

So, all he needed to do was to stall for time...

Immediately, Shang Dingye turned and dodged.

Swoosh!

A hand chop swiped past his face, strangely carrying intense trembling vibration.

"Extreme Rock."

The hand chop suddenly expanded dramatically, the greatly increased size hit the left side of Shang Dingye's face just right.

Bam!!

He staggered back, his dodging body technique disrupted.

This delay left him no time to evade the subsequent attacks.

"You forced me!!"

"Final Form! Giant Spirit!!!"

Shang Dingye roared frantically, his body likewise swelled, growing to three meters, no... he even exceeded three meters, continuing until nearly four meters before he stopped.

His entire body was covered with silver lines, like wearing a silver armor, with a vertical silver line slowly opening at the center of his brow, forming a black-and-white vertical pupil.

"I am the Giant Spirit!! Die!!"

Shang Dingye raised his arm, the palm covered with countless silver lines, smashing down fiercely towards Zuo Han like a fan.

Zuo Han was not to be outdone, as his Final Form Vajra also focused on amplifying strength.

Just because his master couldn't defeat that person back then, doesn't mean he couldn't defeat the person in front of him now!

So...

Boom!!!

The two massive hands clashed violently, one striking down and one blocking up.

A sound like the tolling of a great bell rang out.

The immense exchange of power caused Zuo Han to cough up a mouthful of blood, which he forcibly swallowed back.

Meanwhile, the force exerted by Shang Dingye made him step back two steps, losing balance, the immense counterforce causing the silver armor all over him to crack.

But the cracks had just appeared when they rapidly healed, estimated to be fully restored in a few seconds.

'As long as I can stall for a few more seconds...' thought flashed in Shang Dingye's mind, his body yet to stabilize.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank as he sensed something, abruptly turning his head.

Behind him, Zhang Rongfang had unknowingly closed the distance to just ten meters.

"Zhang Ying!!?!" Shang Dingye recognized the opponent.

Also recognizing the rapidly burgeoning terrifying aura exuding from the other!

'Extreme State: Yin-Yang Harmony.'

'Extreme State: Unification with Divine.'

'Extreme State: Critical.'

"You!!!?"

"Sorry."

In an instant, Zhang Rongfang's figure flickered, like an arrow, swiftly closing the distance, unleashing a palm strike that brought up a fierce whirlwind, striking directly at the midpoint of Shang Dingye's heart from behind.

"Now it's two against one."

Tenfold Heavy Mountain!!

Combo Attack!!

All the muscles in Zhang Rongfang's body flowed like water, crazily converging, compressing, and flowing into his right arm before unleashing a palm strike.

Boom!!!

It was like a crack of thunder.

This palm struck right on Shang Dingye's back shoulder.

At the critical moment, he shifted slightly downward to avoid the vital point.

But what he didn't expect was that the power of Zhang Rongfang's palm far exceeded his imagination.

It wasn't Super Grade! It wasn't External Medicine!!

It was terrifying power almost equal to his, also at a Grandmaster level!!

What he couldn't believe most was that Zhang Ying was clearly detectable, still a flesh and blood body!

Bang bang bang bang!!!

The three-meter-tall Zhang Rongfang, his palms like cannonballs, pounded frantically on the defensive circle formed by Shang Dingye.

"How is this possible!! How dare you!!?"

Shang Dingye couldn't comprehend the scene before him. But before he could come to his senses, Zuo Han appeared behind him again. Both hands clenched into fists, attacking his abdomen.

"Vajra · Breaking Drill."

One in front and one behind, both struck simultaneously. They both hit Shang Dingye's blocking elbows.

Buzz!!!

A massive airflow shockwave spread out explosively, within several dozen meters in all directions, all red leaves were blown by the wind, flying everywhere, blocking the view.

In the midst of the violent collision sound, the silver armor on Shang Dingye's body kept exploding into fragments, caught between two forces, his whole armor continuously cracked.

Although he was still using Absolute Defense to block, Zuo Han's power was just slightly weaker than his. In such a scenario, with the addition of Zhang Ying whose strength was also at a Grandmaster mid-level.

After many years, Shang Dingye felt a hint of defeat once again.

'Impossible!! A mere Daoist, how could one have such strength without being a Grandmaster!!?' He couldn't understand, even momentarily felt as if he were trapped in some deity's illusion.

Because in this world, there shouldn't be someone like this!

But it was this moment of distraction that caused a flaw in his Absolute Defense circle.

Zuo Han's eyes turned cold, raising his right hand to form a knife-like palm. His left hand gripped his right wrist.

'Vajra · Extreme Jade!!'

The Limit-Breaking Skill's ultimate finishing move exploded with terrifying power in that moment.

In a flash, his right hand knife pierced through the air, producing a shrill whistling, as a faint jade-like color appeared on his fingertips.

Clang.

Shang Dingye was caught off guard, although he deflected the strike in time, it revealed more weak points, the Absolute Defense circle, at that moment, was breached.

'Not good!!' He suddenly remembered Zhang Ying, quickly retracting his hand, attempting to restore his defense.

But it was too late.

Zhang Rongfang's figure appeared behind him, tiptoed, lifted up, and closed his eyes.

Countless muscles concentrated, expanding, pulsing like a heartbeat.

The terrifying strength granted by the completion and enhancement of flesh and blood, at this moment, as he exerted all his might, a strange qi and blood was squeezed out from a purplish-red tumor on his back.

That thread of qi and blood flowed into both arms.

Zhang Rongfang suddenly opened his eyes, a wondrous feeling surged in his heart guiding him to thrust his right arm straight out.

The right arm carried layer upon layer of afterimages, as if splitting into three paths, simultaneously piercing into Shang Dingye's back from three directions.

"This is....!!? Three....!" Shang Dingye's eyes widened, as if he witnessed something unbelievable.

Ssshhh ssshhh!!

Three vital spots on his back, sure enough, simultaneously appeared with three ferocious bloody mouths.

The bloody mouths were initially narrow, then suddenly exploded, tearing, and expanding.

In an instant, Shang Dingye's entire body rapidly expanded, enlarging, as if triggered by some chemical reaction, frozen in place.

Pfft.

In an instant, Zuo Han swept his hand horizontally, the hand knife with countless silver threads heavily chopped on his neck.

Blood spurted, a head flew up.

On Shang Dingye's face remained an expression of shock and amazement, but it was already too late.

Zhang Ying actually had Grandmaster-level strength....and his physical attributes, why...why are they like this!!?

He couldn't understand.

The only possible guess was the highest of heights...

But why!?

"I....regret...."

The head rolled to the ground, and Shang Dingye uttered the final three words.

Then it turned to black ash, silently disintegrating and shattering.