In the span of a breath, Puyang Cang felt stabbing pain erupt all over his body at once. He howled as he was sent flying backward, and the cliff beneath him shattered into pieces.
Back where he had stood, Fang Xuan shifted his palm technique. The instant Puyang Cang was sent flying, he transformed into a streak of white light and pursued him.
Empowered by the excruciating pain.
The previously calm Puyang Cang suddenly burst forth with deep-red Dao Patterns. He seemed to transform into a crazed, ferocious beast.
His indifferent eyes had completely turned scarlet, gleaming with a savage light.
Amid the endless sea of clouds surrounding the cliff, the vast power of heaven and earth surged into his body. His previously lean frame instantly swelled in size, and knotted muscles bulged across him, making him appear brimming with viciousness.
Boom—!!!
In the instant Puyang Cang changed, Fang Xuan had already appeared behind him. The nine-star light patterns, mixed with white Essence Fire, transformed into countless floating pagodas and completely enveloped Puyang Cang.
At the same time, Fang Xuan recited a sword formula in his mind. Ink Abyss soared through the sea of clouds like a true dragon of the Ninth Heaven, after devouring vast amounts of heaven and earth's power.
With a Dragon's Roar, it slashed toward Puyang Cang like a raging storm.
Among the many sealed Witch Gods of the barbarian tribes, Puyang Cang was the only one awakened through a secret art.
He possessed immense power that the other Witch Gods did not possess.
Yet after his first exchange with Fang Xuan, his body had been embedded into the mountains behind him again and again.
Though Yanyue Sect was not particularly grand, there were no shortage of mountains around it.
At this moment, amid muffled booms