"Alright! Then you can try my trick too!"
Po Jun looked at the sky around him, which was gradually darkening, and drew his fingers together, tracing a line across the green clan mark on his forehead.
As Po Jun's fingers traced across his forehead, the green clan mark on his forehead transformed into cyan, and Po Jun's aura suddenly became much stronger.
At this moment, Zhang Sanfeng was ready. In the sky around Po Jun and Zhang Sanfeng, which had completely turned into the night sky, seven huge phantom stars slowly appeared.
Zhang Sanfeng pointed the Zhenwu Subduing Demon Sword in his hand at Po Jun, and solemnly said, "Big Dipper! Subduing Demon Sword!"
After Zhang Sanfeng finished speaking, seven beams of light were projected from the seven huge phantom stars in the starry sky and shone on the True Martial Demon Subduing Sword in Zhang Sanfeng's hand.
Illuminated by the beams of light projected from the seven illusory stars, Zhang Sanfeng's Zhenwu Subduing Demon Sword suddenly trembled, unleashing massive sword beams towards Po Jun.
Looking at the endless and enormous sword light shooting out from the True Martial Demon-Subduing Sword in Zhang Sanfeng's hand, Po Jun's expression remained very calm.
He gently closed his eyes and murmured something.
"Light of Destruction".
After Po Jun slowly closed his eyes, a faint blue light began to emanate from the blue clan mark on his forehead.
Just as the attack from Zhang Sanfeng's True Martial Demon-Subduing Sword was about to strike Po Jun, the faintly glowing blue clan mark on Po Jun's forehead suddenly became incredibly bright.
An indescribable, dazzling light flashed across Po Jun's forehead.
Then, a beam of cyan light shone from the cyan clan mark on Po Jun's forehead, heading straight towards Zhang Sanfeng.
This cyan beam of light is the innate divine power of the Destruction God Clan—the Light of Destruction.
This pillar of light contains the power of the Way of Destruction, capable of destroying any enemy that stands in the way of the God of Destruction.
This innate divine ability is so powerful that even members of the Destruction God Clan must wait until they reach adulthood and the bamboo patterns on their heads turn purple before they can fully control its power.
The cyan beam of light emanating from the clan mark on Po Jun's forehead shattered all the sword light emanating from Zhang Sanfeng's True Martial Demon-Subduing Sword as it traveled.
As the azure pillar of light that had destroyed all the sword light launched from the True Martial Demon-Subduing Sword was rapidly approaching him, Zhang Sanfeng's expression became extremely solemn.
He made a hand seal, drawing upon the starlight emanating from the seven enormous phantom stars in the sky, and pressed it onto the hilt of the True Martial Demon-Subduing Sword.
Then, the starry sky where Po Jun and Zhang Sanfeng were located began to dissipate rapidly, returning to its original state.
The seven enormous phantom stars that were originally in this starry sky were condensed into seven round beads, evenly distributed on the blade of the True Martial Demon Subduing Sword in Zhang Sanfeng's hand.
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Chapter Forty-Eight: A Draw
"this……"
"Between my great-grandfather and that mysterious expert, who will win? Will something happen to my great-grandfather?"
On the walls of Bloodbath City, Zhang Wuji asked Xuanyuan beside him with some concern.
"Brother Wuji, there's no need to worry. With Master Zhang's cultivation level, you should have confidence in him."
Hearing Xuanyuan's words, Zhang Wuji's heart calmed down a little, and he continued to gaze intently at the sky where Zhang Sanfeng and Pojun were no longer visible.
Just now, Xuanyuan and Zhang Wuji, who were watching from the city wall of Bloodbath City, noticed that the sky above them had suddenly turned into a night sky.
Thinking of the scene when Zhang Sanfeng broke through to the Martial Dao Celestial Realm, Zhang Wuji and Xuanyuan knew that Zhang Sanfeng was using that incomparably powerful Big Dipper Subduing Demon Sword.
The night sky above them didn't last long before it dissipated, followed by an indescribable, dazzling flash of light emanating from the heavens above them.
Accompanying that flash of light was the powerful aftershock generated by the battle between Zhang Sanfeng and Po Jun.
Even Bloodbath City, which was quite far from Zhang Sanfeng and Po Jun, was still shaken by the aftershocks of their battle.
Several martial arts masters at the Yuan Shen realm were severely injured by the aftershock of the attack while trying to investigate the fight between Zhang Sanfeng and Po Jun using their own Yuan Shen power.
When Zhang Sanfeng and Po Jun's final blows collided, the space around them shattered completely.
Zhang Sanfeng and Po Jun also entered a dark void filled with endless flowing light as the space shattered.
Moreover, the distance between Zhang Sanfeng and Po Jun during their battle was already quite close to the First Heavenly Realm.
The immense energy generated by their final strike caused several cracks to appear in the barrier of the First Heavenly Realm.
Although the cracks healed quickly, it was still an incredible thing.
It should be known that the barrier between the celestial realm and the mortal realm is so strong that even ordinary immortals cannot budge it in the slightest.
However, Po Jun and Zhang Sanfeng, two powerful figures who had not yet become immortals and were still in mortal form, actually caused some minor damage to the barrier of the Heavenly Realm.
At this moment, in the pitch-black void, Po Jun and Zhang Sanfeng, surrounded by streaks of light, stood facing each other.
The colorful streaks of light in the void would automatically veer away from them whenever they were about to touch their bodies.
The burly Po Jun looked at Zhang Sanfeng, who was slightly panting, and laughed loudly.
"Haha! Old Zhang, you're amazing! I didn't expect your cultivation to reach this level in such a short time."
"It wasn't in vain that I gave you that martial arts technique from the inheritance of the Destroyer God Clan. Let's consider this sparring session a draw!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng adjusted the surging energy within his body and solemnly addressed Po Jun.
"No, I lost this battle. Although our last battle was indeed a draw, your current condition is only slightly weakened compared to your peak. But I am now powerless to fight."
"Hey old man! All these years have passed, how come you're still so stubborn! I said it's a draw, so it's a draw!"
Po Jun looked at Zhang Sanfeng with a displeased expression and said.