Indeed, Chen Yuan's previous performance had earned Bai Changqing's respect. Now, there was no need for a competition. Furthermore, he was well aware that with the means Chen Yuan had just displayed, even if he used his trump card, he had no hope of winning.

So, why not give himself a dignified exit?

"You flatter me, Brother Bai."

"Bai is eager to make friends with someone like Brother Chen. If you have some free time another day, would you be willing to meet?"

"Certainly."

With Bai Changqing's active concession, Chen Yuan thoroughly secured his victory.

He did not return to the futon but instead faced the assembled prodigies of the Hidden Dragon List and said in a deep voice:

"Is there any other fellow cultivator who would like to come forward for a battle?"

His aura was powerful, overwhelming the entire audience.

Chen Yuan's eyes were blazing, his face filled with battle intent. Since he was going to fight, he would completely establish his victory. Why wait for others to challenge him one by one?

Wherever his gaze fell, heads bowed in submission.

Only Wei Wuque, Dao Xuansheng, Wei Wuyai, and a few others met his gaze. Zuo Chengzong maintained a calm gaze, remained silent for a long time, and just as he was about to step forward, suddenly, Wei Wuyai, who had been silent all along, stood up and faced Chen Yuan directly, saying:

"Wei Wuyai of the Celestial Demon Hall would like to learn from Brother Chen's skills."

"In that case, Brother Wei, please come forward for a battle!"

Chen Yuan said in a clear voice.

Wei Wuyai took a step forward, and the wind and clouds changed. Deep and profound demonic energy surged from his body, instantly obscuring the hundred-zhang distance.

In the depths of the demonic energy, an unparalleled demonic halberd was born with a bang and was held in Wei Wuyai's hand. Pieces of armor rapidly rose up on his body, and in an instant, his flesh was wrapped in a layer of battle armor.

Mysterious demonic patterns grew on his skin. Wei Wuyai waved his demonic halberd and said in a deep voice:

"Brother Chen, please!"

"Roar!"

The Emperor Slaughter Saber was unsheathed, accompanied by a resounding dragon roar, and was held in Chen Yuan's hand, constantly trembling. This was the roar of the dragon soul, as if it could feel the power of the demonic halberd in Wei Wuyai's hand.

All eyes quickly converged on the two figures. In comparison, this was a truly evenly matched battle: the third on the Hidden Dragon List challenging the first.

How could anyone miss it?

Prisoner of Heaven Demon Venerable Song Zhilun nodded slightly as he watched the demonic halberd being born, a flash of satisfaction in his eyes, hoping that the Holy Son would display his divine might today and defeat Chen Yuan.

Although he had some appreciation for Chen Yuan, it was impossible for him to side with Chen Yuan instead of Wei Wuyai.

This personally taught disciple of the Hall Master was the one the Celestial Demon Hall valued the most.

After a brief exchange of courtesies, without any hesitation, Wei Wuyai used almost all of his strength. Streams of demonic energy outlined a phantom of a demon god behind him.

The phantom of the demon god also held a demonic halberd, as if it had been condensed according to Wei Wuyai's own image, and was very similar. Wei Wuyai raised his demonic halberd and struck down with a bang.

Chen Yuan raised his saber and slashed, the saber light sweeping across the sky.

"Boom!!!"

Terrifying power began to collide, and a roaring sound erupted.

The saber light and the demon god both dissipated and shattered.

With one strike, they were evenly matched.

At the moment the phantom of the demon god dissipated, Wei Wuyai's arms shook, and a tiger and leopard-like sound reverberated in his chest. He also had a body cultivation level where blood energy was like a dragon.

Like a cannonball leaving its chamber, he slammed towards Chen Yuan.

Faced with such methods, Chen Yuan, whose battle intent was rising, did not hesitate at all. Holding the Emperor Slaughter Saber, he went straight towards Wei Wuyai.

The battle of flesh had begun!

Two figures streaked across the light, colliding with a bang.

Engaging, separating, and then engaging again.

"Boom!"

Wei Wuyai held the demonic halberd with both hands and smashed it down with a bang. Chen Yuan faced it head-on.

The demonic halberd swept across, and the saber light shattered the sky.

The two engaged in a hearty confrontation, causing everyone watching below to feel their blood boiling, feeling that this was the true essence of enlightenment.

This truly possessed the beauty of strength.

The two used the most simple means of physical collision, like foundation-building martial artists, one saber strike for one halberd strike, weapon against weapon.

But only martial artists who had reached a certain level could understand how dangerous this kind of collision was. One careless mistake could lead to an arm being directly cut off.

Neither Chen Yuan nor Wei Wuyai held back in the slightest. Facing an opponent they valued, only going all out was the most sincere respect.

Wei Wuyai had been dormant for many years and had never shown his face. Once he did, he showed extremely powerful strength, even stronger than the previous Xuanming. The pure demonic energy was unusually dangerous.

In just a hundred breaths, Chen Yuan and Wei Wuyai collided thousands upon thousands of times.

Each strike was like thunder rumbling.

If the weapons they wielded had not reached the level of divine weapons, such high-intensity collisions would probably have damaged the weapons. Instead, both divine weapons had been completely aroused.

"Boom!!!"

With another roar, Chen Yuan and Wei Wuyai retreated a hundred meters each. Wei Wuyai laughed loudly:

"Hahaha, exhilarating! Brother Chen, well done!"

Blood was boiling, battle intent was surging, and Chen Yuan, facing Wei Wuyai, also showed a smile:

"Continue!"

Wei Wuyai held the demonic halberd, and streams of demonic energy began to converge around him, along with vital energy. With an astonishing tremor, he suddenly threw the demonic halberd out of his hand towards Chen Yuan.

A phantom of a three-headed giant snake quickly began to transform.

Seeing that the other party had abandoned his weapon, Chen Yuan also moved. Within the Emperor Slaughter Saber, the dragon's roar shook the heavens, and streams of blood energy filled it. In an instant, a dragon soul dozens of zhang in size hovered above his head.

"Boom!!!"

Even though it was just a mental connection, the demonic halberd and the fierce weapon launched an earth-shattering battle in the void, and the aura of ferocity and unparalleled demonic energy began to collide.

Wei Wuyai's body continued to rumble, and his feet stomped, rushing towards Chen Yuan again.

The mysterious demonic patterns on his body became more solidified, and his demonic might was overwhelming.

Chen Yuan's body shone brightly with Buddhist light.

Buddhist light against demonic energy.

Each occupied a piece of heaven and earth, their auras clashing, and then, the most essential physical collision, each move and stance contained divine power.

The martial artists below marveled:

"How could Chen Yuan cultivate Buddhist divine arts?"

"The collision of Buddha and demon, this trip was not in vain."

"Wei Wuyai's strength is indeed not to be underestimated. With the means they have shown now, I'm afraid even a Dan Realm Grandmaster would have to bow before him."

"This kind of confrontation is already so powerful. I really don't know who would win if Chen Yuan and Zuo Chengzong fought."

"Good, good, good. These two deserve to be the Hidden Dragons of this era."

"If I had one-tenth of Chen Yuan's strength, I'm afraid I could also be on the top ten of the Hidden Dragon List. It's really rare in the world."

Zuo Chengzong's aura was steady, and he stared intently at the battle between the two, knowing that he had underestimated Wei Wuyai before. With his current strength, he could definitely be his opponent.

Others such as Dao Xuansheng and Wei Wuque also watched the collision in the void with solemn gazes.

Xuanming, on the other hand, looked at the golden Buddhist light blooming on Chen Yuan's body and whispered, "Amitabha."

The confrontation continued. Chen Yuan and Wei Wuyai fought for a quarter of an hour like tireless machines, without any pause.

They both went all out, and the strength the two showed was evenly matched.

After Wei Wuyai swept with one strike, he shouted, "Pleasant!"

"Brother Chen, how about we decide the winner with one move?"

"That's exactly what I intended."

There was not much point in continuing to fight. Even if he had some advantage, it was not obvious. If they continued to fight, they would not be able to determine a winner in a short time.

Wei Wuyai nodded, recalled the demonic halberd, and whispered:

"The Jianghu says that Wei has born with Demonic Eyes, today Wei will let Brother Chen learn more about it."

"Come!"

As soon as his voice fell, Wei Wuyai's eyes, which were as normal as anyone else's, instantly became deep, and his temperament became extremely evil. He smirked, and the next moment,

Two streams of dark light rushed towards Chen Yuan with lightning speed.

In response, Chen Yuan's counterattack was a full-force punch.

This move was just a test. Wei Wuyai smiled, not taking it to heart, and said in a low voice:

"Celestial Demon Transformation!"

As the technique circulated, streams of demonic energy gushed out of his body and poured into his body from the outside world. In just a short while, his figure soared to several zhang in size.

A majestic aura erupted with a bang.

A cluster of ink-like flames burned on his shoulders, somewhat similar to the means of the black-robed woman Chen Yuan had seen in the Yuan Kong Realm.

Demonic flames attached to the demonic halberd. Wei Wuyai held it with both hands, took a step forward, and his huge body fell from the sky with endless black demonic flames.

As if carrying the momentum of the sky collapsing.

His eyes were deep, unable to see anything else, and exuded a powerful and strange aura.

Chen Yuan held his breath, and his eyes were gradually covered with baleful energy, flashing a touch of blood. The blood energy in his body surged out, reaching its strongest moment in history.

Baleful energy, killing intent, and vital energy gathered together.

Then, he raised his hand, gripped the saber, and slashed.

At this moment, Chen Yuan had completely reached his peak, except for the trump cards he hadn't used. True essence was being consumed crazily, and blood energy was constantly trembling.

His momentum was not inferior to Wei Wuyai in the slightest.

"Boom!!!"

The two collided together, as if the void had solidified in an instant. The two auras instantly clashed together, and the people around held their breath and watched the scene that would determine the winner.

How the victory or defeat would be revealed at this moment.

Would Chen Yuan continue his invincible name, or would Wei Wuyai, who had been dormant for several years, successfully sweep away Chen Yuan?

Zhang Xuan took a deep breath, and a trace of worry flashed in Shangguan Yu's eyes. Even though they were hundreds of zhang apart, that powerful confrontation still allowed him to perceive a fatal danger.

Bai Changqing's gaze seemed calm, but he had been paying attention to Chen Yuan all along.

A hint of regret flashed in Song Zhilun's eyes. Ordinary martial artists could not see the victory or defeat, but how could his cultivation level not sense that Wei Wuyai's momentum was rapidly declining.

"Boom!!!"

Sure enough, after a moment of stalemate, Wei Wuyai's face turned red in an instant, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he retreated a hundred zhang away, looking at Chen Yuan and saying:

"Brother Chen, well done."

Chen Yuan's aura was slightly sluggish, staring at the other party and saying:

"Brother Wei still has methods, why not use them all together?"

In the previous confrontation, Chen Yuan could feel that Wei Wuyai still had a backhand, and he had been on guard all along, but for some reason, he still held back.

Moreover, the Demonic Eyes that the other party had been rumored to possess had not exerted their true power.

Wei Wuyai's aura gradually weakened, and with a wave of his hand, he summoned the demonic halberd that had been blown away, and said lightly:

"Why has Brother Chen not held back either?"

If using his final trump card could win, Wei Wuyai would naturally not be stingy, but it was clear in his mind from the previous collision that

Even if he used all his means, he would not be able to defeat Chen Yuan.

At most, he could only cause him some trouble, and if that was the case, why bother risking his life?

If Chen Yuan was injured, his injuries would only be made worse by the other party.

Chen Yuan smiled and said nothing more.

Wei Wuyai cupped his hands, turned around, and returned to the futon.

In any case, he was ultimately no match for Chen Yuan, this point had been confirmed. Judging from the situation when climbing the Immortal Ladder before, the means the other party had hidden were probably quite extraordinary.

It was estimated that only Zuo Chengzong could force Chen Yuan to fight desperately.

As the battle came to an end, although Chen Yuan's aura was somewhat sluggish, his aura and fighting spirit were even more aroused. He took a long breath, glanced at Dao Xuansheng and Xuanming, and said in a deep voice:

"Who else would like to come forward for a battle!"

Each time he won, his aura became stronger, and the artistic conception he condensed around him became more powerful.

The vast and terrifying aura made Chen Yuan even more powerful. He wanted to climb to the top all the way and make everyone convinced. Since he couldn't hide it,

Then he would completely explode!

Xuanming slowly stood up, put his hands together and said:

"Benefactor Chen, this monk is willing to continue the battle at Mengze Mountain."

Dao Xuansheng smiled. He sensed Chen Yuan's gaze earlier and echoed:

"This Taoist knows that I am no match for Chen, can I join forces with Master Xuanming?"

Judging from the previous battle between Chen Yuan and Wei Wuyai, he was indeed not likely to be an opponent. Challenging him rashly would only be humiliating himself, but he himself wanted to fight with a famous powerhouse like Chen Yuan.

In this way, he would not have come to the Immortal Ascension Battle in vain, and even if he lost, it would be nothing.

Chen Yuan laughed and nodded slightly:

"Then come at me together!"

Without invincible momentum, how could there be an invincible heart?

Since he was going to fight, he would fight to his heart's content!

Dao Xuansheng made a salute:

"Thank you!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone watching was shocked, thinking that Chen Yuan was really looking down on the world. It should be known that Dao Xuansheng and Xuanming were both in the top five of the Hidden Dragon List.

Among them, Xuanming was even known as one of the four extremes of the Hidden Dragon.

But now Chen Yuan was going to fight two people alone, what a prestige?

Xuanming naturally had no objections, and then stepped out and came to face Chen Yuan.

The three of them formed a pincer formation, and Xuanming and Dao Xuansheng locked onto Chen Yuan's Qi. Although they did not move, the confrontation had already begun when they stood up.

Without any referee's horn, Xuanming put his hands together:

"Amitabha."

After that, streams of Buddhist light began to shine brightly, condensing a phantom of Arhat in the void. Compared to before, his power was now stronger, but Chen Yuan did not have the slightest fear.

Xuanming had indeed become stronger after going through rebirth, but his two months of seclusion were not in vain.

His strength had also ushered in a surge.

Even more terrifying than the opponent's increase. Talent was here, and it could not be broken by reincarnation, otherwise, there would be no such thing as peerless evildoers in the world.

In the eyes of many people, Chen Yuan was that kind of existence.

Dao Xuansheng wore a Taoist robe, without any weapons, and formed a hand seal.

The conquest begins!!!

Xuanming took the lead, and the Arhat phantom in the void instantly pressed down, going all out with one move. At this moment, after seeing the situation when Chen Yuan had fought Wei Wuyai before, there was no point in testing again.

Only by going all out could there be a chance of winning.

As soon as he moved, Dao Xuansheng followed closely, with complicated hand seals. In an instant, a vast aura came out, and streams of cyan light rushed towards Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan held the Emperor Slaughter Saber and took a step out, and the vast aura he had accumulated before burst out instantly.

In the void, confrontations continued.

Chen Yuan fought two people alone with ease.

Explosive sounds continued to explode in the void, causing countless people to be shaken. Shangguan Hong looked at the invincible figure and seemed to be a little obsessed for a while.

She was devoted to martial arts, and what she yearned for most was to become such a person.

The roar continued, and the heat wave swept through.

Xuanming and Dao Xuansheng, one Buddhist and one Taoist, cooperated very well. Xuanming restrained and faced Chen Yuan in close combat, while Dao Xuansheng restrained and attacked from a distance.

The situation in the field began to become anxious.

It had to be said that the strength of Xuanming and Dao Xuansheng indeed deserved the name of being in the top five of the Hidden Dragon List. They both possessed the strength to rival those who had just entered the Dan Realm of Grandmaster.

If Chen Yuan's body was not strong and his cultivation had reached its peak, who would win or lose today would still be unknown.

The combined strength of the two was stronger than Wei Wuyai. Although Chen Yuan could not be said to be fighting desperately, he was definitely going all out, and streams of fist energy blasted out.

Intermittent Killing Dao, Dragon Roar, and most of the means were displayed in a short period of time.

The vital energy in the void stirred, dark clouds covered the top, and Buddhist light shone brightly, illuminating the dark clouds and shining on Xuanming's head, with a golden halo covering the back of his head.

The Six-Syllable Mantra Secret Technique of Buddhism was used without reservation.

The confrontation between the three reached a fever pitch in just a hundred breaths. Fists and palms clashed, and saber lights swept across the sky, constantly shrouding towards Xuanming and Dao Xuansheng.

The true essence in the Dantian was being consumed, and the blood energy in the body was roaring.

The rumbling sound continued to roar.

The martial artists below were shocked and frightened.

"Chen Yuan actually has such strength."

"I really don't know what kind of image this peerless evildoer Chen Yuan will have if he forms a Dan in the future."

"This old man is sure that with the strength Chen Yuan has shown, Huayang will definitely not be the end."

"The first on the Hidden Dragon List deserves it. I'm afraid even Zuo Chengzong may not be able to fight two people alone."

There were discussions below, and the battle above was basically coming to an end.

Xuanming and Dao Xuansheng had almost exhausted their means, and only barely managed to achieve a tie with Chen Yuan. After a last collision, they both retreated.

Chen Yuan was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, but Xuanming and Dao Xuansheng both conceded defeat.

Dao Xuansheng: "This Taoist is ashamed of myself. Chen has an invincible posture."

Xuanming put his hands together:

"My wish has been fulfilled, and this monk concedes defeat."

Having reached this point, there was no need for Xuanming and Dao Xuansheng to continue fighting desperately, because they themselves were joining forces, taking the advantage, but still, they could not do anything to Chen Yuan.

The victory or defeat had long been decided.

From the moment they joined forces, they had already been defeated.

The reason why they still had to fight was because Xuanming wanted to end the previous battle, and Dao Xuansheng hoped that he had not come in vain, and he had to see the means of the Demon Saber Chen Yuan anyway.

Now that he had seen it, there was no need to fight anymore.

Even if they injured Chen Yuan with their trump cards, would it mean that they were stronger?

No,

Therefore, after realizing Chen Yuan's terror, the two tacitly conceded defeat at the same time.

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed, and seeing that the other party had conceded defeat, he did not make another move, but cupped his hands and said:

"Thank you for your concession!"

After that, Xuanming and Dao Xuansheng returned to the futon, and Chen Yuan's gaze turned to Zuo Chengzong, and the accumulated momentum in his eyes had reached its peak. As long as he defeated Zuo Chengzong again,

This Immortal Ascension Battle would be completely over for him!