Fang Yi withdrew his hand. There was not even a crease in his Daoist robe. "Is this what gave you the confidence to provoke the Dao Sect?"
"You overestimated yourself."
Origin Energy churned frantically within Yao Ling, and the black light on his spear grew brighter and brighter. With a low roar, he rapidly swelled in size, black patterns emerging across the surface of his body.
The patterns writhed like living things, as though growing out of his skin. They were extraordinarily eerie.
In the space of a few breaths,
Yao Ling had doubled in size, looking like a small giant, his body covered in black runes.
A presence far more violent than before erupted from within him, and his eyes turned dark red.
"Demon Origin Curse Body! Big brother was actually forced this far!"
The bald, burly man cried out in alarm.
"Th-this is a Yuan Sect martial art. Big brother is going all out!"
The tall, thin man's expression changed drastically, and he involuntarily took several steps back.
The independent cultivators watching from inside the city erupted in an uproar. Some recognized the secret art and sharply sucked in cold breaths.
Yao Ling's presence had now surged to nearly the level of nine yuan nirvana.
He held his spear in one hand, its tip aimed straight at Fang Yi, his dark red eyes brimming with madness.
"Dao Sect Dao Child, since you forced me to use the Demon Origin Curse Body, your death will be worth it!"
"Everyone, control the array and attack him together!"
As his words fell, Yao Ling turned into a streak of black light, moving at extreme speed. His spear carried a destructive fluctuation as it stabbed toward Fang Yi.
This thrust was more than several times stronger than the last. Before the spear light even arrived, countless waves of earth rose from the ground and swept out in every direction.
The others did the same. Nirvana fluctuations surged out, dozens of them gathering together into something utterly terrifying.
The giant python formed by the array they had set up also charged toward Fang Yi.
Fang Yi looked at the attacks, his expression still calm.
He formed hand seals, and a massive phantom abruptly appeared behind him.
The phantom stood over a hundred zhang tall, its body blazing with golden light. It wore a Daoist crown and robes, and its face looked like an enlarged version of Fang Yi's.
It shone with the majesty of the heavens, radiating a pressure that could suppress all ages.
The instant the phantom appeared, the Origin Qi of heaven and earth surged wildly. Even the Yin Baleful Grand Array was suppressed, its light dimming somewhat.
"Immortal King Descends upon the Nine Heavens."
Fang Yi spoke softly.
The Immortal King phantom behind him raised one hand, spread its five fingers, and pressed down on Yao Ling.
That hand blotted out the sky and sun. The black light Yao Ling had become was as tiny as a firefly before it.
"What is this... what martial art is this?!"
Yao Ling's voice rang out from within the black light, filled with terror.
The Immortal King phantom's palm descended, shattering the black light outright. Yao Ling tumbled out, blood spraying wildly from his mouth.
The Demon Origin Curse Body patterns on him shattered inch by inch, and his skin returned to normal.
He fell to the ground like a kite with its string cut, smashing a huge crater into the earth.
The members of the Demon Seal Faction who had attacked on Yao Ling's orders fared even worse.
They flew backward even faster, crashing with a boom into the city wall hundreds of zhang away and smashing a huge hole in it. Then they slowly slid down, their lives uncertain.
The Immortal King phantom reached out with its other hand and seized the Yin Baleful python, which possessed power equivalent to at least eight yuan nirvana.
"What I hate most is snakes."
Fang Yi's voice came from the Immortal King's mouth. The Yin Baleful python struggled wildly in the Immortal King phantom's grip, but the phantom merely squeezed lightly.
Bang!
The giant Yin Baleful snake exploded, and Yin Baleful Qi instantly scattered in every direction.
The Immortal King phantom behind Fang Yi slowly dissipated. He walked to the edge of the crater and looked down at Yao Ling, whose breath was fading.
Yao Ling lay on his back, the dark red in his eyes gone, leaving only a lifeless, bewildered gaze.
"Impossible... how can you be so... strong?!"
Yao Ling's voice came in fits and starts as blood kept pouring from his mouth.
Fang Yi could not be bothered to explain, and Yao Ling was not worthy of hearing it.
The Great Five Elements Spacetime Collapse appeared in his hand, and he hurled it out.
It immediately swelled in the wind, transforming into a black hole that unleashed a terrifying suction force.
Yao Ling, who still wanted to say something, and all the Nirvana Realm members of the Demon Seal Faction who had been sent flying earlier were swallowed whole.
And at that very moment,
A frigid glint erupted from the shadows, shooting straight at Fang Yi's forehead with the power to destroy everything.
"I've been waiting for you."
The next moment,
Fang Yi sneered, opened his mouth, and spat.
A streak of platinum Sword Qi that lit up heaven and earth shot from Fang Yi's mouth. It moved so fast that, despite being launched later, it arrived first.
The platinum Sword Qi collided with the pale cyan glint.
Boom!
A vast shockwave swept out from the collision. The surrounding ground rumbled, and enormous cracks spread across it.
The ground was overturned for hundreds of zhang, sending rubble and clouds of dust soaring into the sky.
Fang Yi retreated hundreds of zhang, while the glint was blasted backward by the White Emperor Metal Sovereign Slash and caught by a withered hand.
"Dao Sect Dao Child, you really do have some skill."
An aged voice sounded from the void.
Then an old man in gray robes emerged from the shadows. His face was gaunt, and his eyes were deeply sunken.
Yet the terrifying fluctuations radiating from him far surpassed the Nirvana Realm.
"But you killed members of my Demon Seal Faction. Today, you'll leave your life here."
The old man held a short blade as thin as a cicada's wing, a pale cyan glint flowing along its edge.
Fang Yi narrowed his eyes. "Life Profound Realm?"
"Demon Seal Faction Supreme Elder, Ku Xuan."
The old man spoke calmly. "Did you think Yao Ling was the only eight yuan nirvana expert holding up the Demon Seal Faction?"
"If you're with the Demon Seal Faction, you can kick my head off. Does the Yuan Sect have to skulk around like this now?!"
"Forget it, old dog. Since you dared to show yourself, die for me!"
Fang Yi stepped forward. Blue, yellow, and gold appeared on his palm, instantly intertwining with the Thunder Emperor Precious Technique within him.
"Boom-!"
As though divine lightning had descended from the heavens, vast black clouds instantly blanketed the surroundings.
A spiraling pillar of lightning appeared in Fang Yi's hand.
The presence of the Thunder Emperor Precious Technique spread from it, and the surrounding space warped slightly under its power.
The spiraling pillar of lightning hurtled toward the old man.
Ku Xuan sneered.
"Arrogant."
He swung his short blade, sending a cyan blade light hundreds of zhang long soaring into the sky before it struck the lightning pillar.
"Bang!"
Blade light and lightning collided. A terrifying shockwave spread in every direction, sending a sheet of earth flying and splitting even the distant city wall with several enormous cracks.
"What a lightning art!"
Ku Xuan felt the power of the lightning.
A mere Nirvana Realm cultivator had actually mastered such a lightning art. Even the Little Thunder King did not wield such power!
Fang Yi continued forming hand seals with both hands. Five Elements Divine Lightning gathered in his palms, turning into five lightning pillars of different colors that blasted toward Ku Xuan.
"Take another bolt of my lightning!"
Ku Xuan flashed aside, leaving an afterimage in the air. The five lightning pillars struck the spot where he had just stood, blasting the area to pieces.
"Too slow."
Ku Xuan appeared behind Fang Yi, his short blade stabbing straight at the center of Fang Yi's back. Without even turning his head, Fang Yi had the Immortal King phantom behind him strike backward with its palm.
Ku Xuan was forced to raise his blade sideways to block.
"Bang!"
The palm strike sent him flying backward. He tumbled several times in the air before managing to steady himself.
"Your phenomenon actually has such terrifying power? What martial art is this?"
Ku Xuan's expression changed slightly.
Even the Yuan Emperor Body from the Yuan Emperor Canon could not be this terrifying, let alone block his attack without needing to be controlled.
Fang Yi turned around. Behind him, the Immortal King phantom looked down at Ku Xuan, Immortal Light spreading around it like the majesty of the heavens. Fang Yi's tone was indifferent.
"The Life Profound Realm is nothing special!"