The black clouds from the underwater volcanic eruption reached the sky, and countless red-hot stones streaked through the sky, splashing in all directions.
As the Tian Yang Puppet stood firm in the sea, it turned slightly, and its eyes emitted a sinister red light.
It headed in the direction of Ten Thousand Immortals Island, taking giant strides.
"Boom!"
With each step, it caused massive waves to rise a hundred meters high.
Despite appearing slow, it was incredibly fast, rapidly closing in on Ten Thousand Immortals Island.
Along the way, the tsunamis generated by its movements destroyed countless islands.
Suddenly, the Tian Yang Puppet's colossal body came to a halt.
The sky had abruptly darkened.
The Tian Yang Puppet gazed up, and above it, a massive mountain hung suspended in the air, several times larger than itself.
The mountain's bulk nearly occupied its entire field of vision, with glimpses of flora and fauna on its surface.
"Fellow Daoist, please stop!" A cold, slightly murderous voice echoed through the sky.
The mountain descended, pressing down toward the Tian Yang Puppet.
The Tian Yang Puppet's face displayed defiance, and it roared angrily. Its arms reached out.
They collided with the descending mountain.
A shockwave erupted from their point of impact.
Li Fan and Zhang Haobo, who were watching from a distance, were swept up by this shockwave, their bodies nearly uncontrollable like leaves in the wind.
Both of them had astonished expressions on their faces.
Shortly afterward, a series of explosions were heard.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
...
Li Fan and Zhang Haobo focused on the descending mountain, where the Tian Yang Puppet's waist began to bend under the pressure. Its feet were directly embedded in the seabed, producing a continuous booming sound of impact.
"Tian..."
The red light on the puppet's body grew more intense, brighter than the midday sun.
"Yang..."
The Tian Yang Puppet looked up at the mountain it was supporting, its eyes filled with madness and unwillingness.
Creaking sounds continued as its hunched body gradually straightened.
The massive mountain was slowly lifted into the air.
"Hmph!"
Seeing that the Tian Yang Puppet remained unyielding, another cold snort echoed through the heavens and earth.
On the hanging mountain's peak, several mountain peaks of varying shapes began to emerge faintly.
They formed a mysterious formation, exuding an immense aura.
The weight of the descending mountain suddenly increased several times over.
The lower part of the Tian Yang Puppet, under this immense pressure, was pushed into the sea.
The surrounding seawater was pushed outward, creating a circle of massive waves that spread in all directions.
The eroded seabed was exposed as the collision continued, and the puppet's lower limbs were crushed bit by bit.
Soon, only the upper half of the Tian Yang Puppet remained, desperately struggling to support itself.
It seemed that the defeat was imminent.
"Soul..."
"Not weaker than humans..."
He continued to repeat these words, but after a few repetitions, the Tian Yang Puppet's head was all that remained.
At the base of the suspended mountain, it opened its eyes wide.
"Not weaker than humans!"
Its head suddenly exploded, transforming into molten lava.
Deep beneath the Cong Yun Sea, the subterranean fires erupted once more.
The countless magma and molten lava formed by the Tian Yang Puppet gathered together, creating a fiery figure.
This reconstituted Tian Yang Puppet, with flames surging and roiling on its body, resembled a fire dragon as it charged head-on toward the hanging mountain.
"Boom!"