Qianshui Family

As a member of the royal family of the Tai'a Divine Kingdom, Yang Gan was undoubtedly the number two figure in Tai'a Divine City during this alliance competition. Yang Gan was always arrogant, but when facing the people of the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom, he put away his arrogance and became extremely focused.

Before the war, he also collected information about the geniuses of the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom.

However, the Alliance Tournament happened too hastily, and the Seventy-Two Towers of Cloud Dragon and Tai'a Divine City were far apart. Yang Gan could not use the power of the royal family to investigate the situation of the Seventy-Two Towers of Cloud Dragon in such a short time. All he could gather was some routine information.

In this routine intelligence, information on some of the geniuses of the Seventy-Two Towers of Cloud Dragon is extremely limited. Yang Gan only knows their weapons and common moves, but he doesn't know their true trump cards and killer moves.

For example, there was very little information about Jun Yue before, and the same is true for the fat man in front of us.

Yang Gan only knew that this fat man came from a mysterious clan in the Divine Wilderness. Anything involving the Divine Wilderness clan was extremely troublesome, as they possessed unknown bloodline inheritances and racial secret techniques.

For example, Kui Yu, who previously controlled the puppet, also came from the Divine Wilderness Secret Clan, but without a doubt, the fat man in front of him is much stronger than Kui Yu.

Although Yang Gan did not lose his fighting spirit in this battle, he knew that the battle would be extremely difficult.

"The match begins!"

As the referee gave the order, Yang Gan's entire body shimmered with light, and a fierce tiger appeared behind him—this was Yang Gan's Dharma Aspect Totem.

"Roar!"

With a roar, Yang Gan charged forward, his body bursting into flames as he rushed out.

This is Pure Yang Flame.

Yang Gan, as the current prodigy of Tai'a Divine City and a member of the royal family, cultivates the core technique of the <Tai'a Sacred Law>.

Compared to Yi Yun's <Tai'a Sacred Law>, Yang Gan's <Tai'a Sacred Law> could not yet manifest the illusory image of Tanggu Haori. However, with his mid-stage Origin Foundation Realm cultivation, the Pure Yang Flame burning on Yang Gan's body were even more magnificent!

"Call--!"

With a single sword strike, Pure Yang Flame erupted, and at the same time, the tiger behind Yang Gan pounced on the fat man in yellow.

The tiger roared and swung its claws down. The fat man in yellow chuckled and stretched out his right hand, using only his arm to block the tiger's claw!

"You're asking for death!" Yang Gan's face revealed a murderous intent as he used his arm to block the totem tiger's sharp claws. "Does this fat guy not have hands anymore?!"

"Boom!"

The violent impact jolted the fat man in yellow, causing him to stagger back half a step, leaving a deep footprint on the Purple Tungsten Steel ground beneath his feet.

His shirt was torn on the upper arm, but his arm was fine.

A sinister smile crept across the fat man's lips. He had actually managed to block the totem tiger's attack with just his arm!

"What!?"

Yang Gan was shocked. How could this be? The totem tiger behind him was Mutated Golden-Eyed Tiger, a wild beast with immense strength. It could shatter a small mountain with a single claw. That was true Mountain-Splitting Power!

The Dharma Aspect Totem behind him was somewhat inferior to a real Mutated Golden-Eyed Tiger. However, the power of its claw was definitely beyond the physical strength of the Origin Foundation Realm martial artist to withstand.

Yang Gan believed that even Qin Haotian shouldn't possess such terrifying physical strength!

Could this be the secret technique of the Divine Wilderness Clan to which the fat man belongs?

Yang Gan felt a chill run down his spine, but his attacks were anything but hesitant. He swung his sword, unleashing a torrent of Pure Yang Flame that poured down on the fat man.

"Bang!"

The fat man used his large hands to clamp Yang Gan's sword between his palms!

"Call!"

Yang Gan pushed the <Tai'a Sacred Law> to its limit, unleashing a torrent of Pure Yang Flame. The fat man blocked Yang Gan's sword, but he couldn't stop the scorching Pure Yang Fire.

The flames engulfed his entire body; the fat man was engulfed in flames, and even his hair was ablaze.

But the fat man in the fire burst into unrestrained laughter.

"This is your power, it feels like sitting by a fire in winter, so warm, hahaha!"

The fat man's laughter echoed through the arena, reaching Yang Gan's ears like a curse. "How is this possible? Pure Yang Flame scorching his body, yet he doesn't feel a thing?"

What kind of divine and mysterious technique is this, capable of catching the claws of Mutated Golden-Eyed Tiger bare hands, and laughing wildly while being engulfed in flames?

Yang Gan was truly frightened; he felt that his opponent's strength far exceeded his expectations.

He didn't even know what the other party was relying on. Reason told him that it was impossible for anyone to have such a powerful physical body, but the facts were right in front of him.

Not knowing the fat man's secret technique, Yang Gan knew he was doomed to lose. His strongest attack couldn't even hurt the fat man, who hadn't even drawn his weapon!

Yang Gan panicked. He used both hands to twist the sword and pulled it out of the fat man's hand.

The fat man seemed impervious to blades and spears; even so, not a drop of blood flowed from his palm.

"<Tai'a Sacred Law> - The Radiant Sun Sword!"

Yang Gan's sword swept across the flames, creating a golden vortex, and the blade pierced straight for the fat man in yellow's heart!

The fat man just grinned maliciously. He neither dodged nor avoided, and pressed his palm down towards Yang Gan!

"Snap!"

The sword pierced the yellow-clad fat man's body, and at the same time, the yellow-clad fat man's palm landed solidly on Yang Gan's chest.

"Puff!"

Yang Gan felt a violent jolt in his chest, his body flew backward, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

The fat man in yellow was also pierced by the sword, but he seemed unharmed. Instead, he grinned, the blood from his mouth appearing garish.

The Longsword pierced through his body, and the fat man in yellow was actually laughing. The scene was incredibly bizarre. He swayed, grabbed the blade with one hand, and slowly pulled the scorching Longsword out.

"A fine sword, but unfortunately... it's useless to me!"

The fat man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, as if Yang Gan's sword hadn't actually pierced him.

Seeing this scene, even the usually arrogant Yang Gan was on the verge of collapse.

How could there be such an opponent? Is he immortal?

Could that divine, desolate secret technique be immortality? How could an opponent with an immortal body possibly be defeated?

Yang Gan had never felt so powerless before.

"What's going on? Didn't the match start a long time ago? What are they doing?"

On the arena, people watched the "battle situation" on the Divine Desolation Stage with complete bewilderment.

After the referee announced the start of the match, Yang Gan and the fat man stood ten feet apart, motionless.

The only change was that a secret inscription appeared between the fat man's eyebrows. This inscription shone brightly, revealing an ancient and mysterious aura.

"Why are they just standing there? Why aren't they fighting?"

A warrior from Tai'a Divine City asked, "We were looking forward to a fierce battle where both sides were evenly matched, but the reality has left us completely baffled."

However, the many powerful rulers of the Tai'a Divine Kingdom sat with solemn expressions in the seats where the instructors and deacons of the Tai'a Divine City were seated.

"The battle has already begun..." a Tai'a Divine City instructor said, his voice tinged with worry. "That fat man is using Illusion Technique magic. The situation is very bad; Yang Gan has already fallen into the Illusion Technique."

"Illusion Technique?"

Many warriors from Tai'a Divine City were stunned upon hearing this. Attack with Illusion Technique?

There's such a move?

Suddenly, someone remembered something and looked at the mark between the fat man's eyebrows. Was that ancient, shimmering rune the source of the Illusion Technique?

Looking at Yang Gan again, he was covered in sweat, and his hand holding the sword was trembling slightly, as if his mental state was extremely unstable!

"Oops!"

Although the specifics of the Illusion Technique duel are unknown, judging from Yang Gan 'Yang Gan appearance alone, it's clear that he's probably already at his limit.

In the world of Illusion Technique, the fat man is the absolute master. Once someone falls into Illusion Technique, they can only be manipulated by him.

Whatever the fat man conjures up in his mental worldview will happen in this Illusion Technique world. Thus, the fat man is already invincible in the Illusion Technique world!

"The Qianshui Family is indeed unparalleled in Illusion Technique." In the elders' seat, a White Robe elder with an air of otherworldly wisdom stroked his beard and laughed happily.

"Of course, it's just a pity that the Qianshui Family has a thin line of people. By this generation, there are not many left. Some of the secret clans in the Divine Wilderness seem to have great difficulty in having offspring due to the reasons for the inheritance of their bloodlines."

Another White Robe elder chimed in, saying that these two White Robe elders were the same two who had argued with Cang Yan earlier because they had belittled Yi Yun.

As they spoke, the two men smiled and glanced at Cang Yan. Cang Yan had just given Yi Yun a token, instructing Yi Yun to go to the Sword Tomb. He had only been back for a short time when he was spotted by the two White Robe old men.

The two White Robe old men intentionally reminded Cang Yan, "The greatest advantage of Illusion Technique attacks is that they ignore the opponent's Movement Technique, moves, skills, and the laws of intent. As long as the opponent's mental strength and vital energy are insufficient, once they fall into the illusion, no matter what moves they have, it will be meaningless."

Cang Yan understood what the two meant; they were implying that Yi Yun's cultivation was limited, making it difficult for him to remain conscious in the Illusion Technique world.

Cang Yan snorted coldly, too lazy to reply. He grabbed a handful of Spirit Sunflower Seeds, cracking them open as he did so, though a slight worry lingered in his heart. If the Demon Blade couldn't defeat this fat man, what would happen if Yi Yun fought him in two days?

As Cang Yan was thinking, at that moment, on the Divine Desolation Stage, Yang Gan suddenly trembled, blood gushing from his nostrils and ears. His face was pale and his eyes were lifeless, as if his fighting spirit had been shattered in the Illusion Technique world!

The fat man grinned maliciously, leaped up like a raging bear, and charged at Yang Gan, delivering a solid punch to Yang Gan's chest!

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Yang Gan's sternum shattered, and his body flew backward, crashing heavily against the Purple Tungsten Steel Wall, where he immediately lost consciousness.

Yang Gan simply couldn't withstand the dual attacks from both his soul and body.

"Haha!" the fat man in yellow laughed loudly, "That was so easy!"

Relying on Illusion Technique in the fight, the fat man in yellow only used one move throughout the entire process, aside from the techniques within the Illusion Technique world.

In an instant, the martial artists from the Cloud Dragon Divine Kingdom in the audience erupted in a tidal wave of cheers.

The fat man in the yellow shirt closed his eyes, stretched out his arms, and enjoyed the cheers and shouts. This was his stage, this was his glory.

The feeling of being cheered for by everyone was intoxicating for the fat man!

...(To be continued~^~)