Chapter 640: Meeting the Madman Again!

This terrifying, sky-shaking wave swept across vast stretches of the sea, spreading who knows how far, like a peerless savage beast wreaking havoc in the Eastern Sea.

On the sea surface, many broken arms and severed limbs could be seen; blood had stained the deep seawater to an unknown extent—truly horrifying.

The jade carriage halted, and Yang Tian's body appeared instantly in the high sky. His dull gaze stared into the distance, his expression one of shock.

Ahead, a great roar shook the world, as if a colossal being was shaking mountains and rivers for ten thousand li, gripping the soul. Radiant and blazing light burst forth, its aura making all creatures tremble, filling heaven and earth!

Yang Tian's dull gaze fixed on the far distance. There, a terrifying body pressed down upon the entire sky and earth. The whole body was estimated to be ten thousand li in size, blotting out the sun and covering the sky, vast and boundless!

This was a fearsome Roc divine bird, possessing a divine might that looked down upon heaven and earth. Even a single finger was like a great mountain, huge enough to make one tremble.

The atmosphere between heaven and earth was suppressed to the extreme, a scene of impending storm, pressing down on the mind until it quivered.

"Kill!" the Roc roared, shaking the stars. It was extremely terrifying. A huge golden wing could split the blue sky for ten thousand li, as if slashing down from the nine heavens, cleaving through mountains and rivers!

"I'll stew you!" This seemed to be a figure roaring, his palm striking the sky. A terrifying great handprint blotted out the sky, with myriad layers of divine light, like the heavens falling, clashing head-on with the golden wing.

Rumble! A powerful sonic boom erupted, like a great star exploding, unleashing divine light that shot into the sky. Wherever the divine light touched, the surrounding sea islands exploded, gripping the soul.

The huge golden wing was actually forced back by the handprint, feathers falling, scattering a great rain of blood! Golden blood droplets illuminated the world, making it shine brilliantly.

"Gulp..." Yang Tian couldn't help swallowing his saliva, his face full of astonishment. This Roc's strength was truly peerless, yet now it was forced back by a single palm strike from a human powerhouse!

"Kill him!" Below, the碧海 (blue sea) stretching for ten thousand li shook. A Kui Dragon ten thousand zhang tall emerged, its body surrounded by wind and rain, like a thunder god, its radiance as brilliant as the sun and moon.

Its single foot split the blue sea, and a terrifying phantom of the sun and moon rose and sank, shaking the sky until it cracked, terrifying enough to make one's heart tremble.

Suddenly, with a loud "boom" between heaven and earth, a three-legged Golden Crow, entirely golden, emerged, like a great sun spanning the sky, its divine flames blazing hot, piercing through heaven and earth.

Around it, nine blazing suns, extremely intense, floated and sank, suppressing the heavens! Its might was dreadful.

"Roar..." A sky-shaking roar shook the heavens. This was a White Tiger King, huge as a mountain, its body exuding a shocking aura of slaughter, as if about to cause boundless bloodshed!

A shocking formation of the mortal world: a single human supreme powerhouse, besieged by four super divine beasts, could actually hold his ground!

The dull look on Yang Tian's face faded slightly. His eyes swept over the astonished Yang Xiao, and he couldn't help asking, "Uncle Xiao, what's going on?"

Hearing this, Yang Xiao licked his dry lips, his gaze fixed on the figure below, and said, "That human powerhouse was actually released by the Divine Mountain of Dao."

"What?!" Hearing those words, Yang Tian immediately cried out in shock. His eyes instantly fell on the figure shaking the mountains and rivers—he was the Madman...!

"He's the Madman!" Yang Tian's eyes bulged. He had heard news of the Madman's emergence, but he never expected him to be so terrifying, fighting four supreme beings single-handedly!

The Madman's appearance was similar to that in the temple, his eyes hollow, but now they held a trace of intelligence. He used his physical strength to clash head-on with the four supreme beings.

"This figure's origins are too mysterious." Even Yang Xiao couldn't help clicking his tongue, saying, "He's probably a powerhouse from the Desolate Ancient Era, but he hasn't died—unbelievable!"

"He was likely a great divine ability cultivator in life, but after being suppressed for who knows how many ages, his strength has greatly diminished." Yang Xiao sighed repeatedly. This was a supreme human powerhouse.

The Madman was extremely aggressive. His war spear radiated endless divine light, shaking great stars one by one. He was like a war god emerging, his spear piercing through the entire world, almost breaking through eternity.

At this moment, Yang Tian's gaze fell on the thick golden chains around the Madman, which exuded a shocking divine charm, as if woven from something.

The Madman grabbed with his great hand and directly blasted the golden chains apart, but these golden chains seemed endless, constantly trapping him.

The four supreme beings surrounded and attacked him. Although they were terrifying, the Madman's strength far exceeded theirs. If not for the golden chains binding him, he would have escaped long ago.

"Dragon-Trapping Killing Formation!" Yang Xiao's pupils contracted slightly. He recognized this killing formation and said in surprise, "This is a sect-suppressing level killing formation. No wonder it can trap such a powerhouse!"

"Can he still get out?" Hearing this, Yang Tian pressed further. Among these four beings, except for the White Tiger clan, the others had grudges with Yang Tian.

Moreover, the Madman was a human powerhouse. Yang Tian naturally didn't want such a formidable figure to die here—this was a supreme human hero.

"Impossible. This man's physical strength is incalculable. Even the temple couldn't wear him down. These people are probably dreaming." Yang Xiao shook his head, speaking with certainty.

A great battle erupted, one that could flow through the ages. A human hero fought four supreme beings.

Among the four beings, the Roc was the most terrifying. Its body exuded a terrifying kingly divine might, like a Roc King. When it spread its wings, wind and thunder roared.

With a bang, the war spear, radiating endless divine light, danced across the sky. Beams of divine light pierced through heaven and earth, leaving a huge bloody hole in the Roc King's wing.

"Bastard!" The Roc King, stained with blood, was furious. Its eyes, like divine suns, shot out ten thousand zhang of light. Then, its body flowed with sea-like essence, and the wound healed at an extremely fast rate.

Seeing Yang Tian's astonished look, Yang Xiao smiled: "This is an undying powerhouse. Even if only a drop of blood remains, they can regenerate. Their strength is unfathomable."

The nine great suns erupted with dazzling divine radiance, interweaving into a vast net of light that fell downward. Every strand of the net was scorching hot, causing the blue sea below to boil.

"Kill, kill...!" The Madman roared repeatedly, his hair wildly dancing. The war spear in his hand suddenly thrust upward, shaking the stars. A beam of light split the sky, directly cleaving the huge net of light.

The war spear turned and stabbed upward, like an eternal divine light shooting into the sky. It instantly exploded a great sun, its might terrifying enough to make one tremble.

"Too strong..." Yang Tian couldn't help saying. The Madman's strength was truly shocking. After being suppressed for countless ages, he still had such combat power—truly awe-inspiring.

The White Tiger, Golden-Winged Roc, Kui Dragon, and Three-Legged Golden Crow were all supreme beings in the divine mountain. They had lived for ages, but now they were somewhat afraid.

The Madman's combat power made their hearts tremble. Since the last battle, the Madman's strength had become increasingly terrifying, his combat power soaring to an unimaginable level.

Yang Tian watched for a while, then his eyes fell ahead. There was a huge island. In the high sky, myriad auspicious rays, divine rainbows spanning, clouds and mists in splendor—dazzling and brilliant.

At the center stood a fearsome divine mountain, spewing sky-piercing energy. It was like a living divine mountain, unchanging through the ages.

"The place guided by the Dao Scripture is inside!" Clenching his fist, Yang Tian's face was full of dark lines. "That's probably the Eastern Sea Divine Mountain. There's no way to break through!"

The huge island stretched for hundreds of thousands of li. The creatures on the island could be described as countless. Many terrifying existences could be seen, and more than a dozen demon emperors were visible!

"The strength of the Eastern Sea Divine Mountain is indeed terrifying. It seems the foundation of every divine mountain is unimaginable!" Everything before him had a huge impact on Yang Tian.

He saw many emperor-level exotic species, and even several dozen whose true strength he couldn't fathom.

With the strength of their Central Continent Alliance, they probably weren't even fit to carry the shoes of the Eastern Sea Divine Mountain.

"Hmm, we can't get through, but that doesn't mean the Madman can't fight his way in. By then, we might be able to reap the benefits!" At this moment, Yang Xiao licked his lips and said with a smile.