Invitation to Battle

Yao Guang Sacred Land.

Having survived three battles, Fang Yang had become the de facto number one person beneath the Holy Son, the number one Candidate Holy Son.

Of course, within Yao Guang Sacred Land, there was no difference in treatment between the strongest Candidate Holy Son and the weakest.

Only by becoming the Yaoguang Holy Son could one be qualified to inherit the orthodoxy of Yao Guang Sacred Land, with the hope of becoming a major figure standing at the pinnacle of the Eastern Wasteland, whose words could decide the fate of countless people.

Shaking off a group of disciples who had come forward to strike up a conversation, he returned to his cave dwelling.

Time to draw some cards!

Fang Yang exhausted all the Destiny he had just acquired to perform two ten-pulls.

Nine white, one green.

Eight white, one blue, one purple.

[Shangqing War Fist (Green)]

[Description: An introductory-level martial art from the Shangqing martial path, part of the Three Pure Ones martial arts of the Primordial Heaven in the World of the Primordial Era. It is upright, balanced, and excels in slaughter.]

The World of the Primordial Era—that is a world with a high standing... If it were a cultivation technique, it would be worth studying.

Fang Yang pondered for a moment, then looked at the next card.

[Vajra Seal (Blue)]

[Description: An Outer Scene-level technique realized by Meng Qi, the Reckless Vajra of the World of Immortals, from the Other Shore-level ultimate art Tathagata Palm. It can shatter inner demons and illusions, and forge Vajra-like strength.]

The martial arts of the World of Immortals have an extremely high ceiling. It is a pity that this Vajra Seal is only an ordinary Outer Scene-level technique. Still, it is good for broadening one's horizons during leisure time.

As for practicing it, there is no need. After all, setting aside the subsequent realms of Dharmakaya, Legend, Creation, and Other Shore, the Outer Scene realm is merely at the level of ordinary high-martial arts and cannot be mentioned in the same breath as the Secret Realm cultivation system.

Fang Yang skipped over the Vajra Seal and saw a familiar yet strange old friend.

[Heavenly Dew (Purple)]

Within the deep purple card, a mass of azure Heavenly Dew occupied almost the entire card, a testament to its massive quantity.

Fang Yang manifested it.

In an instant, a mass of Heavenly Dew, at least half a cubic meter in size, appeared before him, dyeing his eyes a pale blue.

I've hit the jackpot.

Seeing such a vast amount of Heavenly Dew, Fang Yang did not hesitate for a moment and submerged his Supreme Bone into it.

The Supreme Bone absorbed the Heavenly Dew rapidly, but there was so much this time that it could not be fully absorbed in a short while.

A full hour passed.

The Supreme Bone underwent a visible transformation; the originally pale and cold bone structure gained a golden, jade-like texture, with black and white light flowing across it.

Under his Source Heaven Divine Sense, the Yin Yang Tribulation Light treasure technique gestured within the Supreme Bone underwent a qualitative change. Although it had not yet reached the level of the Sun Emperor Fist, it had already pulled away from the Primordial Sacred Light.

Time for closed-door cultivation!

Fang Yang buried himself in comprehending the Yin Yang Tribulation Light treasure technique, not rushing to find the Yaoguang Holy Son to seize his position.

Just now on the battle platform, he had seen the opponent with his Source Heaven Divine Sense and knew that the Yaoguang Holy Son had reached the Great Perfection of the Four Extremities Realm.

To win against a stronger opponent, to use the third heaven of the Four Extremities Realm to fight a top-tier prodigy of the current age, Fang Yang had to be fully prepared.

Yin Yang Tribulation Light might just be a decent trump card.

Three days later.

Fang Yang stretched his lithe body, his entire frame shrouded in a black and white glow as he split the Yin and Yang with his hands, evolving the Yin Yang Tribulation Light.

This secret technique, the last one he had mastered, was perfectly compatible with the foundation laid by the Yaoguang Scripture, and the power it unleashed was even stronger than the Primordial Sacred Light.

Yaoguang Holy Son, don't let me down.

Fang Yang whispered in his heart, and the Yin Yang Tribulation Light on his body instantly retracted, vanishing without a trace.

In its place, a mass of scorching Primordial Sacred Light condensed in his hand into a three-inch-long flying sword, and a strand of divine sense slipped into it.

He flicked his finger.

The flying sword soared.

It flew out of the cave dwelling with great momentum, emitting a clear, ringing sound. It crossed six hundred miles in a single breath, startling countless elders and disciples, and arrived at the Holy Son Peak where the Yaoguang Holy Son resided.

The Yaoguang Holy Son had been sitting in his secret chamber for days. When he sensed the sword ringing from outside, his eyes lit up instantly, and he stepped out into the open.

Not far away, the Primordial Sacred Sword tore through the void, arriving with an earth-shattering intent to kill. Clearly, the visitor was not coming in peace.

"Hmph!"

The Yaoguang Holy Son's gaze was cold.

The one hundred and eight divine rings on his body vibrated, connecting with the chains of laws between heaven and earth, turning this mountain into a furnace that could refine the world—indestructible.

The flying sword pierced into the mountain's perimeter, flashing like lightning and sparks, erupting with a brilliant, dazzling light before finally coming to a steady halt in front of the Yaoguang Holy Son.

Crack!

Yaoguang Holy Son frowned, watching a crack appear on the surface of the flying sword, even though he had not yet applied any force.

The next moment, the flying sword shattered, transforming into a rain of light that scattered away.

"Three days from now, see you at the battle stage!"

As the flying sword shattered, the divine sense contained within began to burn, and a thunderous voice echoed across a radius of nearly a thousand miles, the reverberations lingering for a long time.

Yaoguang Holy Son's expression remained calm, showing no hint of anything unusual, making his inner thoughts impossible to fathom, as if he were a deity enshrined upon a high pedestal.

As for the other disciples who heard these words, they all wore expressions of excitement, looking forward to the battle for the position of Holy Son in three days.

"After defeating the top three powerhouses among the Candidate Holy Son, Fang Yang is riding a wave of immense momentum to challenge Yaoguang Holy Son; he is likely determined to win this battle."

"I support Fang Yang! Take down that high-and-mighty Yaoguang Holy Son!"

"Heh! I cultivate the Heavenly Ear Divine Ability, and that day I heard Li Ning personally instruct Fang Yang that Yaoguang Holy Son is no simple character. I fear Fang Yang is about to receive a brutal beating; I wonder if he will even be able to stand back up."

"Yaoguang Holy Son appears unremarkable, but he is actually unfathomable. Fang Yang's aptitude is not bad; in just a few years, he has matched the decade-long hard work of those heaven-gifted figures. If he had cultivated for another year or two, he might truly have been able to seize the position of Holy Son. He is too impatient!"

"Yaoguang Holy Son has a better chance of winning. I hope Fang Yang doesn't lose too miserably and end up unable to recover. How many heaven-gifted figures in ancient history have fallen into mediocrity after just a single failure..."

Countless people waited in anticipation for the battle three days later, discussing the outcome of the Holy Son position so intensely that they wished they could skip straight to that day.

"Xiao Yang, will you win?"

Li Daoming sat before Fang Yang, asking with some concern.

He did not understand why Fang Yang was being so reckless instead of cultivating for a longer period before challenging Yaoguang Holy Son.

"Master, I will win."

Fang Yang reassured him.

Although Yaoguang Holy Son was strong, he was not inferior.

At the very least, in terms of his physical body, having been tempered by the Great Completion Tyrant Blood, it was impossible for Yaoguang Holy Son to surpass him.

That is the first advantage.

Furthermore, regarding his soul, he had consumed the Soul Gold Bead, possessing a divine sense comparable to a cultivator in the Immortal Platform Realm.

That is the second advantage.

In terms of secret techniques, the Ruthless Person Secret Technique mastered by Yaoguang Holy Son could not be brought into the light, while he possessed the Jie Secret and the Sun Emperor Fist, two forbidden secret techniques.

That is the third advantage.

Fang Yang has three advantages; Yaoguang Holy Son has zero.

The advantage is mine.