Holy Light Transforms the Cauldron, Fate +1000

Clouds and winds gathered, and the heavens changed color.

Hua Yunfei stepped out to represent the Taixuan Sect, followed by a crowd of disciples waving flags and shouting, creating a massive spectacle.

Fang Yang faced this scene alone, without a shred of timidity.

Hua Yunfei practices the Heaven-Swallowing Devil Art; he is destined to be mere fodder for the Ruthless Lineage of the Yao Guang Sacred Land. It is impossible for him to resist the natural suppression of the Indestructible Heavenly Art.

His representation of the Taixuan Sect this time is likely not his own intent, but rather a demand from the elders of the Taixuan Sect, forcing him to defeat me to salvage their reputation.

Therefore, Hua Yunfei will never use his full strength, nor could he possibly display the secret arts belonging to the Ruthless Empress in front of such a crowd.

Thinking this, Fang Yang decided not to use the Sun Emperor Fist in this battle, choosing to hold the Jie Secret for the right moment to test his own strength.

"Since Daoist Fang will not make the first move, then I shall not be polite."

Hua Yunfei was quite courteous, far superior to the Lin Yi who had just been sent flying. After greeting Fang Yang, he finally made his move.

The sun faded as night descended.

Stars filled the sky, dotting the black curtain and shimmering with brilliant starlight. It was the phenomenon cultivated by ancient powerhouses—Stars Shining on the Blue Sky.

Once this phenomenon appeared, all sounds ceased.

No one expected Hua Yunfei to hold Fang Yang in such high regard, resorting to such a rare technique right from the start.

The stars plummeted like meteors, crashing down toward Fang Yang. Their energy locked onto his aura, leaving him nowhere to hide.

"Not bad."

Fang Yang remained unaffected, still finding the leisure to critique the Stars Shining on the Blue Sky phenomenon.

Li Rui's Divine Light Glazed World was not the most powerful phenomenon recorded in the Yaoguang Scripture, and it paled in comparison to the Stars Shining on the Blue Sky displayed by Hua Yunfei.

However, whether the disparity between the two phenomena was due to the individuals or the phenomena themselves, Fang Yang did not know.

After all, he did not possess the cultivation method for Stars Shining on the Blue Sky and could only judge their strength based on what he saw.

"Arrogant!"

Seeing Fang Yang's calm and indifferent expression in the face of the falling stars, many Taixuan Sect disciples grew indignant.

But the next moment, that emotion vanished, replaced by expressions of utter disbelief.

The stars in the sky stalled, ceasing their descent.

A breeze arose.

Purple Qi Coming from the East!

It surged forth with overwhelming momentum.

It collided violently with the Stars Shining on the Blue Sky.

The stars shattered into dust.

The purple qi churned into mist.

The two great phenomena ground against each other, appearing evenly matched for a time, with neither able to gain the upper hand.

Yet everyone understood that because Fang Yang was younger and at a lower cultivation realm, if they were to fight at the same level and age, the Purple Qi Coming from the East phenomenon would undoubtedly be superior to the Stars Shining on the Blue Sky.

"Stars Shining into a Sea!"

Hua Yunfei unleashed a Star Peak Secret Art.

For a prodigy like him, the phenomenon that others viewed as a trump card was not his most powerful offensive technique.

As starlight spilled down, bolstered by the Stars Shining on the Blue Sky, he transformed into the Night Son of Heaven, wielding the power of the nine heavens' stars.

The stars coalesced into a celestial river, pouring down from the blue sky with infinite force and boundless Dao power, striking at the spot where Fang Yang stood.

Fang Yang's eyes reflected a brilliant sea of stars.

"Too beautiful."

Fang Yang praised sincerely.

After appreciating the realm of Stars Shining into a Sea, he timed his move perfectly and unleashed the Primordial Sacred Light Art at full power.

With the Jie Secret and the Sun Emperor Fist now in his arsenal, the Primordial Sacred Light Art was no longer his strongest technique.

A great cauldron floated within the primordial sacred light, and ten thousand dragon heads emerged from it, so lifelike they seemed like a True Dragon descending into the world.

"He actually used the Primordial Sacred Light Art to manifest a hint of the essence of the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron?!"

"Who can stop him?"

The Taixuan Sect disciples were confused, but many elders had seen the Extreme Emperor Weapon of the Yao Guang Sacred Land.

The Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron manifested by Fang Yang was, naturally, crude and unrefined compared to the real Extreme Emperor Weapon.

But in a battle between mere Four Extremities Realm cultivators, it was an earth-shattering strike, invincible and unstoppable.

"How is a mere Candidate Holy Son qualified to comprehend the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron and grasp the essence of an Extreme Emperor Weapon?"

The Star Peak elder asked, half in worry and half in confusion.

"Have you forgotten Li Ruoyu's message?"

"Fang Yang is not only a Candidate Holy Son of the Yao Guang Sacred Land, but also the personal nephew of the Holy Lord of Yaoguang."

Someone explained.

The outcome of the following battle held no suspense.

Ten thousand dragon heads tore through the air, devouring the sea of stars like an avalanche. With irresistible force, they swallowed the Stars Shining on the Blue Sky manifestation in an instant.

Deprived of the boost from the stars filling the sky, the Star Peak Secret Art unleashed by Hua Yunfei saw its power cut by thirty percent, making it even harder to contend with Fang Yang.

"I concede."

Hua Yunfei offered a bitter smile and cupped his hands to Fang Yang in defeat, appearing remarkably carefree, consistent with the temperament he displayed to the world.

"I accept your concession."

Fang Yang replied with equal courtesy.

He was in a pleasant mood.

Because...

[Defeated Hua Yunfei, Destiny +1000]

Fang Yang had not expected Hua Yunfei to be so valuable.

This was truly the first time he had encountered an opponent who granted Destiny points simply by being defeated.

If he were to kill him...

Fang Yang abandoned the thought.

Not to mention that he and Hua Yunfei had no grievances between them.

The mere fact that Hua Yunfei was a puppet of the Ruthless Lineage was enough to make him keep his distance, lest he be targeted by the Ruthless Lineage.

The spectators were silent; even the Sect Leader of the Taixuan Sect could not accept the reality for a moment, his right hand tugging at his own beard without realizing it.

After a long time, the Taixuan Sect Leader let out a heavy sigh and said:

"The Yao Guang Sacred Land lives up to its reputation. Even a Candidate Holy Son can sweep through the younger generation of our Taixuan Sect. Truly, the younger generation is to be feared!"

"Senior, you overpraise me. This junior only relied on the advantage of an Extreme Emperor Weapon to luckily defeat Brother Yunfei. If your sect also possessed an Extreme Emperor Weapon, the outcome of this battle would be uncertain."

Fang Yang said modestly.

Everyone likes to be flattered.

Moreover, his last sentence was true.

Hua Yunfei had not used his full strength.

And neither had he.

If they were to fight for real with blades and spears.

Fang Yang was not entirely confident that he could defeat Hua Yunfei, who mastered the secret arts of the Ruthless Lineage, by relying on the Sun Emperor Fist—which he was not perfectly attuned to—and the newly acquired Jie Secret.

Facing Fang Yang's words, the Taixuan Sect Leader felt conflicted.

He did not know if this was praising Hua Yunfei's extraordinary talent, or disparaging the Taixuan Sect for lacking sufficient heritage and hindering the future of its disciples.

Thinking of the Holy Lord of Yaoguang behind Fang Yang.

The Taixuan Sect Leader decided it was better to assume the former.

In a remote corner.

"Didn't you say Fang Yang was bound to lose?"

Ye Fan teased the young girl before him.

"Also, your brother had to pay a price to narrowly defeat Hua Yunfei of Star Peak, while Fang Yang won so cleanly and decisively. Does that mean he could also beat Ji Haoyue?"

"I remember you once said something quite reasonable: one should look at a scholar with new eyes after three days apart. My brother narrowly defeating Hua Yunfei was two years ago, and he was younger than Hua Yunfei at the time. Naturally, he could easily defeat him now."

Ji Ziyue stomped her feet in anger, defending her brother.

What Hua Yunfei, what Fang Yang.

Her brother was the future Divine King of the Eastern Wasteland.

The figure he was measured against was the Divine King Jiang Taixu from thousands of years ago.