Shameless Rabbit, Chen Yang Battles Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal

"There will be only one winner in this competition. The victor will also receive all the rewards." Laozi spoke slowly. Looking at the many disciples, he continued, "Since I have taken out the Skyland Landscape Painting, I have no intention of taking it back. Whoever takes first place in this competition will receive this Skyland Landscape Painting."

Upon hearing this, Yuanshi flicked his sleeve. "The reward I am offering for first place is a Supreme-Grade Innate Spiritual Root—Jianmu. Although Jianmu bears no fruit, it can pierce through the void, devour spiritual energy, and accelerate cultivation. It is also an excellent material for refining artifacts."

Seeing this, Tongtian did not hold back either. "I have also prepared a spiritual root. However, it is a seed—a lotus seed from the Creation Green Lotus. After falling into the Primordial World and becoming tainted by the essence of water from the place where heaven and earth were opened, it transformed into a Water Lotus Seed. If it can be planted and cultivated, it will certainly become a supreme-grade spiritual root. Even if it cannot be planted, it is still an excellent material for artifact refinement or cultivating water-element divine abilities."

"The West is poor, and we have little to offer. We will take out ten Golden Lotus Seeds nurtured by the Merit Golden Lotus," Jieyin said.

"I am not wealthy either. I will offer ten Golden Bodhi," Zhunti said with obvious pain.

As the saints spoke, all the disciples' eyes widened, gleaming with divine light.

There was no helping it. The rewards this time were simply too abundant.

Everyone looked at one another, seeing only enemies.

At this moment, Laozi saw the changes in everyone's expressions and flicked his sleeve. A Skyland Landscape Painting appeared and hung in the void. "All right, enter it."

As he spoke, a ripple of Dao essence spread out, turning everyone into streaks of light that flew inside.

"Whoosh...!"

"Whoosh...!"

One after another, everyone shot into it.

They seemed to be swallowed by the painting, merging into its mountains and waters, sending out faint ripples like waves upon water.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Yang and the others vanished as they entered it.

Once Chen Yang and the others had entered, Yuxu Square became empty.

Only the saints, Duobao, and a few attendants remained.

The attendants began moving about, setting out numerous tables and bringing over immortal fruits that looked exceptionally tempting.

Yuanshi flicked his whisk and could not help asking, "Junior Brother Tongtian... who do you think will achieve the final victory in this competition?"

Tongtian stroked his beard and did not give it much thought. "The competition has only just begun. How could we know its outcome? Even through divination, no definite conclusion can be reached. After all, even the smallest change can affect the result. Moreover, all things possess a sliver of life. Many matters cannot be predicted."

Yuanshi's expression shifted slightly. "Oh, is that so? I believe Senior Brother's disciple Xuandu has a very high chance of winning."

Laozi stroked his beard, a kindly smile on his face. "Xuandu? His cultivation is decent, but his foundation is lacking."

The Three Pure Ones continued speaking, their words carrying a hint of dispute.

Zhunti and Jieyin chose silence. They knew perfectly well that whoever won had nothing to do with them.

After all, among the disciples they had sent, only Medicine Master and Maitreya had some hope. The rest were merely there to be defeated.

Duobao, meanwhile, stared intently into the painting, searching for Chen Yang's whereabouts.

After entering the Skyland Landscape Painting, Chen Yang felt the scenery before him shift, and he appeared beside a river.

Chen Yang's eyes flashed sharply. Within a very short time, he had adapted to the change. "A river within the painting?"

As he spoke, Chen Yang immediately became alert, his sharp gaze sweeping across the surroundings. Then he took out a few materials from his spatial treasure, pointed with his fingertip, and formed a hand seal. "Five-Element Concealment Formation."

At once, several jade stones flew out and transformed into layers of mist, weaving through the river and shrouding the area.

In the blink of an eye, several days passed.

During this time, Chen Yang continuously familiarized himself with the terrain.

It had to be said that the Skyland Landscape Painting truly deserved to be called a supreme-grade spiritual treasure. The space within it was comparable to an entire major world.

Chen Yang flew while concealing his aura, yet over the past few days, he had not encountered a single competing disciple.

Whether they were disciples of the Jie Sect, the Exposition Sect, or the Buddhist Sect, he had seen none. It made Chen Yang wonder whether he had been sent somewhere too remote to find anyone at all.

As Chen Yang pondered this, a sudden disturbance came from afar.

That disturbance carried the aura of the Upper Clear lineage.

Chen Yang focused his gaze, light flashing in his eyes. "The aura of the Upper Clear Sword Art. It is a fellow disciple..."

As he spoke, Chen Yang did not hesitate and rushed toward the source of the disturbance.

Before long, Chen Yang arrived at its origin.

Two people were fighting there, a man and a woman. Chen Yang knew them both. The woman was Bixiao, one of the Three Xiao, while the man was Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal, one of the Jie Sect's twelve personal disciples.

Seeing the two fight, Chen Yang was somewhat surprised. They were both members of the Jie Sect, yet they were already battling one another. It carried a faint air of fratricide.

Although there could be only one winner in this competition, the Jie Sect disciples could have relied on their numbers and united first to eliminate the Exposition Sect disciples, Xuandu of the Human Sect, and the Buddhist Sect disciples. They could have fought among themselves afterward, ensuring that the final victor would still be from the Jie Sect.

Who would have thought that he would now see two Jie Sect disciples fighting?

Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal was currently using the Upper Clear Thunder Art, manifesting a thunder dragon. "Junior Sister Bixiao... give up. You are no match for me. Hand over your token."

"Hmph... I would give the token to anyone but you. You are only bullying me because my cultivation is insufficient. If I could use the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors, I would definitely crush you." Bixiao was thoroughly unconvinced.

At once, Bixiao used the Upper Clear Sword Art—the Yin-Yang Sword Art. Yin-Yang sword qi shot forth, turning into a ringing cry as it howled forward.

The sword qi hummed as yin and yang intertwined within it, looking exceptionally extraordinary.

However, as the sword qi poured out, Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal used a thunder technique to form a thunder divine dragon. The lightning was lifelike and extraordinary, containing the killing power of the Upper Clear lineage.

Under that killing power, sword qi and lightning collided, producing a thunderous roar.

The impact caused the river to flow backward and the mountains to crumble, while waves of aftershock spread in every direction.

Yet those aftershocks also destroyed Chen Yang's concealment technique.

"Who is there?" Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal sensed Chen Yang's aura and immediately stopped his attack, becoming vigilant.

Chen Yang knew he could no longer remain hidden, so he stepped out. "Greetings, Martial Uncle and Martial Aunt."

"Oh... Nephew Chen Yang, it is actually you." Bixiao knew Chen Yang, and she looked at him with obvious surprise.

Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal stared at Chen Yang and pondered briefly. "Duobao's disciple? I never expected to encounter you. Still, with your cultivation, it has not been easy for you to make it this far. Why not hand your token to your martial uncle? Once I win, I..."

"Dead rabbit, shut up! It is one thing to fight me, but now you want to bully a junior. What is your cultivation, and what is your nephew's? Bullying the weak with your strength—aren't you ashamed?" Bixiao spoke up righteously.

"You cannot put it that way. Nephew Chen Yang's cultivation is not high. Sooner or later, he will be defeated. When that happens, his token may fall into the hands of the Exposition Sect, the Human Sect, or the Buddhist Sect. Rather than that, it would be better for it to remain in the Jie Sect," Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal said with righteous indignation.

A trace of anger appeared in Bixiao's beautiful eyes. "Shameless rabbit. Nephew Chen Yang... leave quickly. I will hold this rabbit back. Hurry and go..."

Seeing this, Chen Yang did not know what else to say. He could only reply, "Martial Aunt Bixiao, thank you for your concern. However, if Martial Uncle Long-Eared wants to take my token, he will have to show some real skill!"

Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal had an atrocious reputation and had brought much disgrace upon the Jie Sect!

Honestly, Chen Yang had long wanted to teach this fellow a lesson.

Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal smiled. "As expected of Senior Brother Duobao's disciple. You do have backbone. If spiritual treasures could be used here, I might fear you. But spiritual treasures are forbidden here. We can only rely on our true cultivation. Your defeat is certain!"

"My defeat is certain? Then please try, Martial Uncle, and see exactly how my defeat is certain." Chen Yang's eyes gleamed as a sharp aura filled his entire body.

"Nephew Chen Yang... do not act on impulse..."

Before Bixiao could finish, Chen Yang had already attacked.

In an instant, the Immortal-Slaying Formation within Chen Yang began to circulate. Though it was not fully activated, even its partial operation made the Sword Essence within Chen Yang hum, revealing Slaying Immortals Sword Intent.

Chen Yang did not even draw his sword. With merely a flick of his sleeve, surging sword qi burst forth.

The sword qi surged like a river, looking utterly terrifying.

More than that, it contained Slaying Immortals Sword Intent.

"Clang..."

Amid the ringing cry of swords, it shot toward Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal.

Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal felt the sword qi envelop him, and astonishment appeared on his face. "What? The Slaying Immortals Sword Art! You have cultivated the Slaying Immortals Sword Art to such a level? This..."

Astonishment filled Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal's expression.

"Upper Clear Thunder Art!"

Then he roared, a fierce expression appearing on his face.

The thunder art surged like mountains and rivers.

The river of Slaying Immortals sword qi collided with the Upper Clear Thunder Art.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

Amid the thunderous explosions, sword qi and lightning roared.

Lightning scattered everywhere, forming an endless sea of thunder that destroyed the mountains and rivers here, leaving everything in its path charred black.

The sword qi also shattered from the collision, blending into the endless mountains and rivers and piercing countless living beings.

"Slaying Immortals Sword Art—River of Sword Qi." Chen Yang said no more. His fingers formed a sword, releasing sword qi.

Sword qi surged, forming a sharp edge.

Using sword qi as a sword, he grasped a longsword condensed from sword qi and slashed at Dingguang Immortal.

Dingguang Immortal was also holding a sword. Infusing it with lightning, he charged toward Chen Yang. "Insolent brat!"

Rumble!

Sword qi and the sea of thunder collided once again, erupting with terrifying power!