Purple Fire streamed and danced like a blazing woven cloak.
At this moment, atop Changliu Mountain, Fang Xuan looked like a deity who commanded flames in the eyes of countless martial artists.
BOOM!!!
With a muffled explosion beneath the heavens, a brilliant golden light burst forth. Countless Sanskrit sound talismans shrouding Fang Xuan scattered upon touching the energy around him, transforming amid the blossoming vitality into innumerable purple butterflies that slowly drifted away.
"Fang Xuan."
Monk Yun Xin murmured to himself in a complicated tone.
The greatest regret of his life was that, before the Mountain Gate of the Martial Forest Alliance, he had failed to withstand the pressure and completely convert Fang Xuan.
Though at that time, Fang Xuan had been no more than a slightly larger ant in Yun Xin's eyes.
Yet in less than three short years, that ant had grown into a savage beast capable of devouring human flesh and blood.
The Fang Xuan of today was no longer the Fang Xuan of old.
"The Buddhist Sect is destined to be my enemy, and Spirit Response Temple is an enormous source of support for Great Qian. If I can severely wound Yun Xin—or even kill him—the Dragon Whale Army's deterrence against Great Qian will become far more effective."
Fang Xuan gazed at Yun Xin in the sky, who resembled a wrathful Vajra, then glanced toward the other side of the heavens, where Gongsun Xiao and Tuoba Yu had already begun fighting in earnest. His gaze grew somewhat firmer.
Although he had met Gongsun Xiao only once, they were both from the Martial Temple. Clearly, Gongsun Xiao had chosen to stand completely at his side.
No matter what Heaven One Sect was plotting behind the scenes at this Changliu Martial Trial, Fang Xuan had to defeat Yun