Dominance on Full Display

Divine Source really hit the spot!

After Fang Yang bribed her with a little Divine Source, Yao Xi personally delivered three challenge letters to the three strongest Candidate Holy Sons.

For a time, winds and clouds surged within the Sacred Land.

Everyone knew this was no mere sign of the coming storm. The real storm was about to break.

The Candidate Holy Sons were just a pretext.

The Yaoguang Holy Son was Fang Yang's true target.

"Let him come!"

"Too young."

"Brat, how arrogant!"

When the three Candidate Holy Sons received Fang Yang's challenge letters, none of them believed he could defeat them.

He was just a kid in his teens, someone who had gotten lucky and managed to become a Four Extremities Realm cultivator and a Candidate Holy Son in just a few short years.

Did he really think their nearly twenty years of cultivation had been for nothing?

The next day, at the Battle Stage in the Yao Guang Sacred Land.

Fang Yang stepped onto the Battle Stage.

He looked down at the three Candidate Holy Sons below.

The area was packed with spectators, all gathered to witness this rare clash between Candidate Holy Sons.

By now, everyone knew Fang Yang's name.

The other three Candidate Holy Sons were no nobodies, either. They were the strongest people beneath the current Yaoguang Holy Son.

Everyone eagerly awaited a fierce battle between two mighty opponents.

"Why don't all three of you come at once? I'm in a hurry."

Fang Yang's voice wasn't loud, but everyone present was a cultivator. Even the spectators standing farthest away heard him clearly.

"Hmph! I'll go first!"

One of the Candidate Holy Sons flew onto the Battle Stage. His first move was to unleash Primordial Sacred Light, its endless radiance surging forward like a vast, crashing tide.

Fang Yang didn't so much as change expression. He used the same technique, unleashing Primordial Sacred Light of his own. Ten thousand zhang of radiance poured down like the Heavenly River turned upside down, scattering the opposing tide with irresistible divine might.

The Candidate Holy Son's expression changed drastically, disbelief written all over his face. He hurriedly summoned his own cultivation phenomenon.

"Undying Sacred Light Body!"

A deity emerged from the Primordial Sacred Light, like a god or demon from the dawn of creation, and descended upon the Candidate Holy Son.

This was one of the most difficult phenomena in the Yaoguang Scripture to cultivate. Even someone with a Mortal Body could use it to contend with special constitutions in terms of physical strength.

Primordial Sacred Light coiled around every inch of the Candidate Holy Son's skin. His body had been tempered to the utmost, and he charged straight at Fang Yang.

Fang Yang neither dodged nor retreated. He met the charge head-on.

His bare fists scattered the sacred light and made the Void tremble.

With one punch, he snapped the Candidate Holy Son's right arm, twisting it out of shape!

"How is that possible?!"

The spectators cried out in disbelief.

With the Undying Sacred Light Body, who could defeat him physically unless they possessed a special constitution? How had Fang Yang forged such a formidable body?

Could he have obtained some treasure to strengthen his body through his mastery of Source Technique?

Fang Yang threw another punch.

The Candidate Holy Son's phenomenon was smashed apart.

He coughed up blood and dropped to one knee.

"I... lost!"

He spoke through gritted teeth.

[Defeated a Candidate Holy Son, Fate Points +600]

Fang Yang watched as the other man staggered off the Battle Stage, then turned to the two remaining Candidate Holy Sons.

"Senior Brothers, you can come at me together. I really am in a hurry."

"Enough talk. I'll go!"

The second Candidate Holy Son entered the stage, charging at him with fierce momentum.

"I admit defeat!"

Ten breaths later, clutching the hole punched through his chest, he spoke between mouthfuls of blood.

[Defeated a Candidate Holy Son, Fate Points +600]

Fang Yang looked toward the last Candidate Holy Son.

The other man looked back at him at the same time.

Their eyes met, and each saw the fighting spirit in the other's gaze.

"Senior Brother, please!"

This time, Fang Yang was very polite.

The other man was Li Ning, a Candidate Holy Son of the Holy Lord Lineage. At just twenty-three years old, he was already a cultivator at Four Extremities Grand Completion.

He was widely acknowledged as the strongest person beneath the Yaoguang Holy Son.

If the Holy Son Position could be seized only by defeating someone stronger, many believed Li Ning had a chance to defeat the Yaoguang Holy Son.

"After you, Junior Brother."

Li Ning had a refined air and an elegant bearing.

He gestured for Fang Yang to make the first move.

"Senior Brother, to show my respect, I'll attack with all my might using Primordial Sacred Light."

Fang Yang's expression turned solemn.

Primordial Sacred Light shimmered around him, rapidly gathering into the shape of a cauldron.

The Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron appeared.

The Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron now possessed a trace of the real thing's divine spirit. Countless dragon heads jostled to burst out from within, roaring loud enough to shake mountains and rivers.

"Uncle-Master Li really does dote on you!"

A flicker of envy inevitably passed through Li Ning's eyes.

The Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron was the Yao Guang Sacred Land's Extreme Emperor Weapon, a divine treasure in the hearts of countless disciples.

Fang Yang's ability to evolve its form with Primordial Sacred Light was undoubtedly thanks to his good fortune in having Li Daoqing as his uncle-master.

If only I could study the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron, too...

Li Ning unleashed his full strength!

Primordial Sacred Light took on a solid form, wrapping him in sacred armor and condensing into a Sacred Light Greatsword in his hand.

He had both offense and defense covered.

At the same time,

the Primordial Dharma Realm descended.

Like the universe at the dawn of creation, it enveloped the entire Immortal Platform Realm, becoming his most steadfast support.

Within this phenomenon, Li Ning became a deity immune to all techniques, his bearing that of a radiant Divine King, noble and untouchable.

It was widely acknowledged as the strongest phenomenon in the Yaoguang Scripture.

Throughout Yaoguang's history, nearly every disciple who cultivated the Primordial Dharma Realm had gone on to become the Yaoguang Holy Son.

That was one of the main reasons many believed Li Ning could defeat the Yaoguang Holy Son.

"Fang Yang, come fight!"

After revealing the Primordial Dharma Realm, Li Ning seemed like a different person. He took the initiative, charging at Fang Yang with the Sacred Light Greatsword in hand.

His peerless sword energy shot into the sky!

The Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron bore down on him!

Fang Yang summoned the Five Elements Divine Light and shaped it into a Five Elements Divine Sword. With one casual swing, he tore a gap in the Primordial Dharma Realm.

The Dharma Realm was breached.

No longer suppressed, the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron fully unleashed its Supreme Dao Might. It shattered the Sacred Light Greatsword in Li Ning's hands and smashed apart the sacred armor around him.

A thunderous boom rang out.

Li Ning flew backward.

[Defeated a Candidate Holy Son, Fate Points +800]

"What was that sword? It actually broke through the Primordial Dharma Realm!"

"Five Elements Divine Light—can someone really cultivate it?"

"Fang Yang even cultivated the Five Elements Divine Light. He truly is a once-in-a-thousand-years genius of our Yao Guang Sacred Land!"

"Li Ning lost. Does that mean the Yaoguang Holy Son is next?"

No one paid any attention to Li Ning's sorry state. They all began discussing the battle.

Fang Yang stepped forward and helped the unconscious Li Ning to his feet. The yang flame of the Yin Yang Twin Flames flared up, stirring the life force within him.

"Thank you, Junior Brother."

Li Ning woke and gave a bitter smile.

"Everyone says I could defeat the Yaoguang Holy Son, but I know he's hiding his true strength. He's not as ordinary as he seems. If you challenge him, Junior Brother, be careful."

"Thank you for the warning, Senior Brother."

Hearing Li Ning's advice, Fang Yang's heart stirred. He turned his head and looked toward a pavilion in the distance.

Inside the pavilion,

the Yaoguang Holy Son stood by the window. From several li away, he met Fang Yang's gaze and saw the brilliance in his eyes.

"Dominance on full display..."