Battle Against the East Mountain God

Within Lin Yan City.

Under the gaze of countless people, Fang Xuan's figure flickered rapidly, flashing through the sky like a ghost.

The many experts of Purple Star Mountain were all horrified. They gathered together, condensing their force into a powerful barrier as they warily scanned their surroundings.

Although Purple Star Mountain had Fu Yuan and the East Mountain God, both Spirit Wandering Realm experts, along with numerous elders, and still overwhelmingly outnumbered the Immortal Cloud Sect and Fang Xuan, Fang Xuan's appearance had shattered Fu Yuan's dream of reaching the Spirit Wandering Realm with a single palm strike. The situation had immediately become completely one-sided.

Pfft!

That ghostlike, blurry figure darted across the heavens. In merely a few breaths, several experts close to the seventh-grade Martial Venerable Realm had been severely wounded. Scorching purple flames swept out like a tornado, and those figures fell from the sky, blood blooming from their bodies and drifting slowly through the air.

Seeing Fang Xuan destroy the defensive barrier formed by dozens of Martial Venerables with only one move—and even leave several of them severely injured by the powerful impact of his force—the entire city fell silent. They looked at one another, and everyone could see that Purple Star Mountain's momentum had been utterly crushed by Fang Xuan.

Bang—!!!

Another vicious punch slammed into a seventh-grade Martial Venerable. The tremendous force carried scorching purple flames, instantly vaporizing his defenses amid the searing heatwave. Having lost all combat ability in an instant, he plunged violently downward, his fate unknown.

Fang Xuan slowly withdrew his hand, his indifferent gaze sweeping across the surroundings.

After successfully breaking through this time, all the Martial Dao Divine Powers he had cultivated had reached perfection in one stroke. With the Samadhi True Fire empowering the Heart Burning Flame Palm,