Strongest Abandoned Son Chapter 2255 - Dongfang Wang’s power

A spacious low platform sat in the center of the guest hall. Zhuge Tianhua took his place atop it. Ye Mo recognized this as a spatial restriction. It looked just 40 meters across, yet it could stretch to 4 kilometers in reality.

Upon reaching primordial essence, Zhuge Tianhua's dao waves surged without restraint. Handsome by nature, he drew every gaze the instant he stepped onto the stage.

Dongfang Wang rose and cupped his fists in salute to the crowd and then to Zhantai Yi before ascending the platform.

Dongfang Wang appeared more composed than Zhuge Tianhua, yet his aura paled far in comparison.

With a flick of his hand, Zhuge Tianhua summoned a white jade flute into his grasp.

“Treasure dropping white jade flute.” Numerous guests cried out in surprise.

Ye Mo was familiar with this magic artefact—a counterfeit Primordial Spirit Artefact. Its might rivaled that of a standard Primordial Spirit Artefact. The flute unleashed tones capable of shattering realm domains. Paired with spirit sense god art, it outshone typical great god arts. Its greatest strength lay in severing the bond between spirit sense and magic artefact.

Without spirit sense linked to the magic artefact, it became little more than decoration.

All present realized Dongfang Wang faced a dire challenge. Both were fresh primordial essence divine emperors. In this matchup, superior magic artefact tipped the scales.

Dongfang Wang eyed the flute with disdain. “Immortal friend Tianhua, please strike first. Otherwise, if you lose, folks might claim I caught you off guard.”

Zhuge Tianhua ignored the taunt and launched his assault.

Though restrictions sealed the stage, the piercing shrill still reached the guests' ears. It invaded their sea of consciousness, threatening to pulverize souls. Even through multiple barriers, the sound remained horrifying. One could only imagine Dongfang Wang's ordeal.

The flute unleashed vast sound waves that solidified, engulfing Dongfang Wang's entire area.

Simultaneously, Dongfang Wang hurled forth a massive black shadow. It expanded into an enormous mountain. The platform's restrictions groaned and fractured beneath its weight. It felt as if the mountain's immensity would demolish the barriers.

Ye Mo's eyes sharpened. This was unmistakably the World Mountain from the Truth Fall forbidden grounds. He hadn't anticipated Dongfang Wang possessing it.

“It’s World Mountain...” Jiao Dan's eyes gleamed, then he added, “This is the missing fragment.”

Evidently, Jiao Dan knew the World Mountain resided in the nether realm.

“Looks like this fellow might wield a spirit item as well.” Tong Congyin's voice grew grave.

Ye Mo steadied himself. He recalled how the World Mountain drew spirit items. After exiting the nether realm, it lured one to sprout upon it. This trait allowed forging it into the Divine Dao Realm's world meridian, stabilizing the realm and nurturing god spirit items more effectively.

Bitter bamboo had once grown there.

Crack. A blast leaked through the restriction.

Dongfang Wang's World Mountain obliterated Zhuge Tianhua's white flute beams and sonic assaults instantly. Even as a mere fragment, the World Mountain's weight proved overwhelming.

Zhuge Tianhua reeled in shock. He had always dominated from the outset, never falling behind early. This Dongfang Wang was monstrously strong. Zhuge Tianhua was sure that in a divine rank contest, he'd rank third at best.

Undeterred, Zhuge Tianhua conjured a whirling spatial domain in his palm and hurled it forward. Space god art. He aimed to bind the World Mountain with this rotational space law.

Suddenly, a subtle buddhist glow emanated from beneath the World Mountain.

At the sight of this buddhist light, Zhuge Tianhua faltered. Demonic slaughter intent clashed with sacred buddhist radiance. A notion seized him: he must halt and embrace the killing intent to achieve true buddhahood.

The sensation felt profoundly odd. Zhuge Tianhua snapped to reality, knowing it was a trap. He tried to wrench apart the space ahead, but the World Mountain's mass crushed even his spinning domain.

Spurt. A spray of blood mist erupted, and Zhuge Tianhua's soul shattered completely.

Dongfang Wang swept his hand, reclaiming the World Mountain along with Zhuge Tianhua's possessions.

Many guests leaped to their feet in astonishment. Such a formidable Zhuge Tianhua felled in moments by an obscure figure.

Fan Gao surged upright, eyes blazing with fury. He yearned to charge and slay Dongfang Wang on the spot, yet he knew he couldn't match him.

Even other primordial essence divine emperors stared at Dongfang Wang in disbelief, baffled by the emergence of such a dominant primordial essence divine emperor.

A trace of worry flickered across Jiao Dan's face as well. Tang Congyin stayed quiet. She was well aware that she couldn't compete with Dongfang Wang.

Dongfang Wang positioned himself at the stage's center and addressed Ye Mo, “City Lord Ye, today I’m battling for Zhantai Yi. I’m eager to witness City Lord Ye’s god art.”

Ye Mo rose steadily. “As you wish.”

The crowd gazed at Ye Mo in astonishment. Dongfang Wang had revealed such formidable power, yet Ye Mo boldly accepted the challenge. What courage! Were the rumors accurate? Had Ye Mo truly slain those four primordial essence divine emperors?

With calm composure, Dongfang Wang suggested, “We both know Zhantai Yi well. Fighting here would harm her no matter who prevails. These restrictions also block our full strength. Why not shift our battle to the void?”

“Agreed, as you wish once more.” Ye Mo discerned Dongfang Wang’s thoughts. He suspected the man possessed valuable treasures too.

“Saint Yi Yi, remain here for me. I’ll return shortly.” Dongfang Wang departed while flashing a smile at Zhantai Yi.

Zhantai Yi offered a smile but uttered no words.

Ye Mo was about to speak when Zhen Bingyu smiled and said, “Ye Mo, you go ahead first. I’ll wait right here for you. Return quickly.”

Ye Mo grasped Zhen Bingyu’s intent. She was openly slapping Dongfang Wang’s face. He had spoken to Zhantai Yi, who ignored him, while she took the initiative to tell Ye Mo she would await his return.

Dongfang Wang’s smile turned bleak in an instant. He couldn’t comprehend why Zhen Bingyu felt so assured that Ye Mo wouldn’t fall to his hand.

Ye Mo desired to bring Zhen Bingyu along, feeling uneasy about leaving her alone in this place.

Noticing this, Tang Congyin smiled and said, “Pill Divine Ye, just head out. Sister Bingyu is in good hands; she’ll be perfectly fine.”

She was conveying to Ye Mo that her presence ensured no one would lay a finger on Zhen Bingyu.

Monk Jiao Dan nodded toward Ye Mo. He remained silent, yet his meaning shone through clearly.