Slaying Li Rui

"There's no point in saying more. Please, Senior Brother, appraise this move."

Fang Yang faced Li Rui's sarcasm with composure, as if unaffected by anger.

He raised his hand and unleashed a wave of Primordial Sacred Light.

The Primordial Sacred Light, unstoppable, transformed into an ancient sacred sword. Countless law chains coiled around its blade, and its sharp Sword Qi made the void tremble, tearing open rifts.

The sacred sword arrived in an instant.

Li Rui met it with caution, also using the Primordial Sacred Light Art to form a shield of sacred light. It shone brilliantly, like an eternal great sun that would never fade.

The sword shattered the light shield.

To Li Rui's disbelief, the sacred sword passed through the shield as if it were nothing, piercing his chest.

"You lost."

Fang Yang waved his hand slightly, dispersing the long sword formed by Primordial Sacred Light. He looked down at the former Candidate Holy Son with utter indifference.

If Li Rui had still been worthy of him making a move just a few breaths ago.

Now, Li Rui wasn't even worthy of a second glance.

"I didn't lose!"

Li Rui went completely mad.

He had been careless!

He was pierced through the chest and severely wounded without even using his full strength.

He could not accept this outcome!

Roaring.

Li Rui ignored the wound on his chest and unleashed his strongest technique, an anomaly cultivated after advancing to the Four Extremities Secret Realm—the Divine Light Glazed World!

Yin-yang divine light, glazed divine light, evil-banishing divine light...

All sorts of divine lights bloomed in a riot of colors, forming a blessed land beyond the mortal realm.

Li Rui roared and charged out, his strongest defense and offense pushing him forward, intending to engage Fang Yang, that despicable and shameless wretch, in close combat.

"Boring."

Fang Yang uttered two words.

He had already timed his actions perfectly and had no time to entertain this arrogant and overconfident clown with another fight.

Eighty percent of his power!

The Primordial Sacred Light evolved into a great seal. Its divine radiance was contained, not a trace of light leaking out, yet an aura of primordial unity commanded all forces, making the object weigh as much as a mountain.

Pure strength collided with Li Rui, who, empowered by the Divine Light Glazed World anomaly and propelled by myriad divine lights, charged forward.

The sacred light great seal remained intact.

Li Rui spat out blood and was sent flying backward. A heart leaped out from his chest. Fortunately, a blood vessel was still connected; otherwise, he might have truly died from his severe injuries.

He smashed through numerous obstacles, landing in the center of the great hall where he had been standing, his life or death unknown.

"Li Rui lost!"

"He actually struck so ruthlessly?"

The people in the hall had not even had time to go out and watch the battle when they saw Li Rui's miserable defeat and his thunderous fall.

Some rushed forward to provide aid.

Some left without a trace.

Some stood there dumbfounded.

Li Rui had been defeated. According to the rules of the Yao Guang Sacred Land, his position as Candidate Holy Son would be given to Fang Yang, who had defeated him despite being the weaker party.

The Yao Guang Sacred Land did not lack geniuses. A Candidate Holy Son defeated by someone weaker would fall from grace and lose all qualification to contend for the position of Holy Son.

The various benefits of being a Candidate Holy Son, including an independent peak, monthly allocations of Pure Source, spiritual medicine, and materials for artifact forging, would also be revoked and stopped.

At this moment, those who had gathered around Li Rui could only leave immediately out of consideration for the fact that even if he were no longer a Candidate Holy Son, he would likely become an Immortal Platform Realm elder in the future.

Fang Yang, treading the Yaoguang Footwork, returned to the tea party.

His white robes were like snow, unstained by even a speck of dust.

"Senior Brother, did you forget to bring something?"

A disciple of the Yao Guang Sacred Land from the Dao Palace Secret Realm asked.

"This child is terrifying!"

Several cultivators in the Four Extremities Secret Realm, using their profound eye techniques, had witnessed the battle. They gained a deeper understanding of Fang Yang's talent and strength.

Li Rui was not weak.

It was just that Fang Yang was stronger.

Fang Yang ignored the questioner and walked directly to the main seat in the hall, calmly sitting back in his original position.

The sandalwood table was finely textured and gave off a faint fragrance. It wasn't originally in this grand hall but was brought by the dozens of people present.

On the table, the tea in the jade cups was clear.

Fang Yang reached out and touched it, saying:

"The tea is still warm!"

When he said this, most people didn't understand the meaning.

The few who knew began to prepare words of flattery, recounting what had just happened:

"Warm tea defeated Li Rui."

"Junior Brother, you truly possess inner wisdom. We common folk even wanted to offer advice. If today weren't a tea gathering, we should each drink three cups as punishment."

"After defeating Li Rui, the Candidate Holy Son position will be transferred within three days. I have an elder working in the Deacon Hall..."

In a few brief exchanges, they both enlightened the remaining people and flattered Fang Yang, either directly or indirectly. Some even offered to help pull strings to expedite the benefits of the Candidate Holy Son position.

"Senior Brother Fang Yang is truly a divine being!"

The disciple who first asked Fang Yang if he had forgotten something felt ashamed of his ignorance upon hearing about Fang Yang warming the tea to defeat Li Rui and praised him sincerely.

However, his words stirred no ripple in the noisy hall; no one paid him any attention.

"Thank you all for your help today. I have just passed the Four Extremities tribulation and fought a great battle with Li Rui. I am truly exhausted, both physically and mentally. Shall we end it here?"

Seeing the clamor, Fang Yang, intending to conclude the tea party, feigned exhaustion.

"Junior Brother, please rest well. We will take our leave now."

"I have some spiritual tea and fine wine at my place. I'll visit again another day to catch up on our fellow disciple camaraderie."

The crowd was perceptive. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, they got up and departed.

Before leaving, some even cleaned the teacups and other items, leaving them in the grand hall.

"How do you feel?"

After everyone left, Li Daoming appeared in the hall and asked Fang Yang, who quickly stood up.

"It's all fleeting. If I ever fall, these people will surely scatter like leaves from a fallen tree. I can only associate with them to gather information and trade resources; I cannot confide in them."

Facing Li Daoming, his master, Fang Yang dropped the pretense he had maintained with the others and revealed his thoughts.

"Good. It's good that you understand this," Li Daoming said, stroking his beard.

"Originally, your martial uncle and I planned to have you observe the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron after you became a Four Extremities cultivator, and then contend for the Candidate Holy Son position."

"I didn't expect to underestimate you. To defeat Li Rui and secure the Candidate Holy Son position right after breaking through."

As he spoke, Li Daoming tossed a jade token to Fang Yang:

"This is the Candidate Holy Son token. With this, you can go to the Deacon Palace each month to collect a salary."

"Once you've consolidated your cultivation, go directly to Yaoguang Palace to find your martial uncle and study the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron. With your comprehension, the Primordial Sacred Light Art can achieve another breakthrough."

[Became Candidate Holy Son, Destiny +2000]

The moment Fang Yang took the jade token, a message flashed before his eyes. Coupled with the message that appeared when he advanced to the Four Extremities Secret Realm:

[Advanced to Four Extremities cultivator, Destiny +600]

Current Destiny:

[Current Destiny: 3265]