The eerie thing was that, from beginning to end, no one noticed his presence.
Even a powerhouse like Ye Qinghong merely felt a slight chill and sensed nothing unusual.
Closer and closer...
Just as the shadow was about to reach Fang Yang, Fang Yang suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
But he had no time to dwell on it!
The arrow was already on the string; it had to fly!
At that moment, he could no longer suppress the astral wind surrounding him. It raged wildly.
And so, he slashed out with his sword.
"My dear disciple, open your eyes wide and watch what true swordsmanship looks like!"
At that cold shout, even heaven and earth seemed to fall silent.
No one saw how Fang Yang swung his sword!
They only felt the world go dark.
Then...
A streak of sword light tore through the dark clouds!
Between heaven and earth, only a single sword seemed to remain.
Flash of Astonishing Grace!
By the time they reacted, the waterfall cascading behind the Demon Venerable Pavilion had already been severed.
Only a deep sword scar remained.
It stretched over a dozen zhang, as though it would cleave the entire cliff in two.
The shadow had already lunged right in front of Fang Yang and was about to open his mouth to suck in his aura.
The next second, the sword light struck!
He felt an aura capable of destroying heaven and earth lock onto him.
There was no path into the heavens, no crack through which to burrow underground!
Before he could react, every avenue of escape had been cut off.
The God-Shocking Sword specialized in slaying ghosts and gods.
This particular strike unleashed the peak power of the Demon Venerable's four-leaf Dharma Body, combined with the complete God-Shocking Sword Art!
It was far beyond anything an ordinary person could imagine!
With just one slash, the shadow shattered completely.
"No!"
A frenzied howl rang out.
The old man tried to flee in near madness.
But heaven and earth had been sealed. Only a single sword remained in the world, leaving him no chance whatsoever.
As the Azure Shadow Sword swept past, he was torn to shreds as easily as a sheet of thin paper, as though he had never existed.
A gentle breeze stirred, and all was quiet between heaven and earth.
Atop the lofty, supreme Demon Venerable Pavilion.
Fang Yang stood expressionlessly, sword in hand!
His expression remained as cold and stern as ever, while the Azure Shadow Sword in his hand gave a faint, mournful hum.
It seemed to have been worked so hard that it had no strength left, and even its luster had dimmed.
"What the hell was screaming just now?"
He muttered, puzzled.
After searching for quite a while and finding nothing, he assumed he had imagined it and simply stopped thinking about it.
Meanwhile, the cultists below the Demon Venerable Pavilion were all stunned. Their eyes bulged and their mouths hung open, their faces filled with shock as they stared blankly at that figure.
Before they could recover.
Rumble!
Lightning flashed again and again!
The space behind Fang Yang suddenly split into two halves.
On one side, violet lightning flickered and thunder rolled.
On the other, rosy clouds filled the sky and immortal cranes danced!
The two sights illuminated each other.
Mystery upon mystery, wonder upon wonder.
It was nothing short of an immortal miracle!
And Fang Yang was the immortal standing within that miracle.
He possessed both an ethereal grace beyond the mortal world and the Demon Venerable's striking, aloof allure.
With the Charm Card enhancing him as well!
At that moment, the crowd trembled all over with excitement.
"A heaven-and-earth phenomenon! This is a heaven-and-earth phenomenon!"
"Could the Demon Venerable have broken through the four-leaf Dharmakaya realm and reached an unprecedented level?"
"As expected of the Demon Venerable! His talent is extraordinary. With his strength, he could probably sweep aside everything in his path."
"..."
The Demon Cult followers whispered among themselves, filled with both awe and shock.
The female disciples, meanwhile, flushed as they gazed at the figure standing amid the phenomenon.
They even felt they would never forget this sight for the rest of their lives, nor the impulse that sent shivers through them.
"I think I could bear it..."
A faint voice sounded. Huang Fuling bit her lip as she spoke. Beside her, Yuan Heng, who had been watching Fang Yang with a solemn expression, froze and instinctively questioned his wife.
"What are you talking about? Bear what?"
"I said I could bear the Demon Venerable's torment. As long as I could be with him, I'd willingly endure any abuse!"
With unwavering resolve on her face, Huang Fuling repeated what she had just said, staring fixedly at that figure.
She had always been someone who cared purely about faces. Looks determined everything.
On top of that, she had spent six whole years undercover in the Demon Cult with such an ugly companion, leaving her even more emotionally stifled.
Now that the floodgates had opened.
How could those feelings possibly be so easy to control?
Crunch! Crunch!
Yuan Heng ground his teeth, feeling as though a terrifyingly lush canopy of cuckold's green had sprouted over his head. Already gravely wounded, he felt his chest tighten with suffocating resentment.
Unable to hold it back, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
His whole body swayed, and he instinctively sought support from his wife in name, Huang Fuling.
But the next second, Huang Fuling stepped straight back and looked at him in disgust.
"If you're going to spit blood, do it somewhere else. Stay away from me from now on. I don't want the Demon Venerable getting the wrong idea."
The Demon Venerable! The Demon Venerable again!
Yuan Heng was on the verge of breaking down. Agony tore through his heart, his vision went black, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
A mighty expert of the great grandmaster realm had actually fainted from sheer rage.
"This really does fit the occasion. I never thought the Profound Heaven Strategy would activate at the critical moment. And right after activating, it's already so effective-so good at fooling people."
Watching the rolling thunder and the radiant clouds filling the sky behind him, Fang Yang could not help nodding in satisfaction.
He looked down and happened to catch the infatuated gazes of the female cultists. There were ruthless young assassin girls, cold-eyed young married women, and even the widow known throughout the martial world as Poison Spider...
All of them stared fixedly at him, as though they wanted nothing more than to rush up and strip him naked.
Without a doubt, at that moment, he had become the unattainable love of all the women in the Demon Cult.
"The effect seems a little too good..."
Fang Yang could not help shivering. Just as he was about to descend into the Demon Venerable Pavilion,
The next second, his body suddenly convulsed, and his internal energy surged.
Then...
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
His face turned deathly pale, and he coughed twice.
Damn it, I overdid it on my first use of the Demon Venerable Card!
These Demon Cult followers are ruthless and harbor sinister intentions.
They definitely won't let this opportunity slip!
Fang Yang gritted his teeth. Sensing that the situation was hanging by a thread, he produced another Demon Venerable Card without the slightest hesitation.
At the first sign of trouble, he would crush the card and return to his peak state.
Silence. Deathly silence...
As Fang Yang spat out that mouthful of blood, the area in front of the Demon Venerable Tower fell utterly quiet, without so much as a crow's cry.
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