The contempt on Fang Hao's face instantly froze, and even his breathing faltered for half a beat. He had lived for so many years and seen plenty in Xuanzhou, but when had he ever seen a Sixth-Turn Great Immortal condense three Immortal Phenomena?!
An ordinary Great Immortal who could condense even one Immortal Phenomenon was already an extraordinary genius. Those who could produce a second were prodigies who appeared only once in tens of thousands of years in the Immortal World. Three Immortal Phenomena? Those existed only in legends and had long since died out!
"N-no wonder you managed to deal with that brat Ling Xuanzhou. So you had this up your sleeve." Fang Hao's Adam's apple bobbed. He instinctively retreated half a step, tightening his grip on his sword.
Liu Yan failed to notice his panic and kept tugging at his sleeve, crying coyly, "Senior Brother Fang, what are you afraid of? He's only at the Sixth Turn! You're a Profound Immortal at the seventh level of the Eighth Turn. Just crush him!"
Fang Hao inwardly cursed Liu Yan for a fool, but he could not say that in front of everyone. He could only steel himself, puff out his chest, and summon his bonded Immortal Sword.
"So what if you have three Immortal Phenomena? There are two whole turns between our cultivation realms. I'll kill you all the same!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Hao formed a hand seal. Immortal Power surged along his Immortal Sword and transformed into a golden dragon several dozen feet long. Its bloody maw gaped as it lunged at Yun Che, its draconic might shaking leaves from the surrounding trees.
"With that little ability, you dare unleash a dragon in front of me?"
Yun Che scoffed. His Dragon-Controlling Immortal Phenomenon instantly