The single point of dark golden light, condensed to its extreme, shot out from the halberd's tip with a roar, like a meteor falling from the sky. It tore through the sky, smashed through the gale, and carried endless light and heat, burning everything in its path into a scorching, utterly desolate void!
Chen Fuguang's golden eyes shone brightly as he gripped the halberd in his hand. The surrounding scenery seemed to recede, and a person hung from the halberd's tip!
Fang Jing coughed up mouthfuls of blood, gripping the halberd's blade tightly with both hands. His eyes stared out like those of a dead fish. The halberd's blade had already crashed heavily into his Dantian, where light and heat erupted, causing his entire body to radiate a golden glow.
With Chen Shuangbai, the master of the Far-Reaching Luminous Sword Immortal, as a shining example, Chen Fuguang, as his eldest disciple, could not possibly feel no pressure whatsoever.
However, he had practiced methods of calming his mind and controlling his thoughts since childhood, so he rarely showed his emotions. But that didn't mean he didn't care.
Although he was only at the Foundation Establishment, he had already demonstrated extremely high combat talent.
Swordsmanship was not what he desired, but the halberd technique was what he loved.
He had been fighting on the Ning Country battlefield for over forty years, but the reason he had not yet advanced to the Golden Core was that he wanted to slow down and avoid being troubled by his physique.
But these forty years of fighting also allowed him to develop a set of halberd techniques.
[The first form of the Sun-Blazing Divine Halberd · Charging Yang ]
This move embodies his insights gained from over forty years of battles on the Ning Country battlefield, and integrates his understanding and adherence to his own Dao Path.
It doesn't seek complex changes or anything unpredictable; it only seeks one thing... that is an unstoppable, indomitable momentum!
Golden flames continued to scorch Fang Jing, whose mouth was gushing blood like a waterfall, causing the other two Arrayed Mystery Sect cultivators to cry out in horror.
"Senior Brother Fang?!"
"Stop! How dare you harm Senior Brother Fang?!"
The two were about to step forward to stop him, but Chen Fuguang merely glanced to the side, and murderous intent flickered in his golden eyes like golden flames. They froze in horror, too terrified to move.
Chen Fuguang shifted his gaze back to Fang Jing, who was hanging on the edge of his halberd, barely alive, and spoke softly:
"We cultivators ultimately rely on our strength to speak for ourselves."
"Your previous slander of my sect and master was nothing more than relying on the Arrayed Mystery Sect behind you and your self-proclaimed Peak Foundation Establishment cultivation to crush us fellow disciples."
"But now... what do you think?!"
On the halberd's edge, Fang Jing slightly opened his mouth, blood gushing out, about to speak, but at that moment, a shout as loud as a great bell suddenly came from the sky.
"Enough!"
A giant hand formed from purple lightning tore through the air and descended from the sky, carrying the unique Divine Ability light of Nascent Soul True Lord, and slammed towards Chen Fuguang.
"Brother?"
The Arrayed Mystery Sect cultivators in front of Chen Yazhen, already bound by the [ Azure Wave Ring ], shouted loudly upon seeing this.
And in that very instant.
On the other side of the clouds, a Sword Essence of frost and snow-colored energy shot out, carrying falling frost flowers and delicate golden stamens, accompanied by swirling snow light.
The Sword Essence intertwined under the soft light of the sky, shimmering with rich Great Yin Illusory Radiance, and slashed into the giant purple lightning hand. Golden and white light flashed in all directions, and everything vanished into thin air.
Chen Fuguang and Chen Yazhen escaped and landed beside a Daoist priest in feathered robes standing on the clouds. They bowed and said, "Master."
Chen Shuangbai nodded slightly and said, "Well done." Then, he looked to the other side and saw purple lightning flashing and white golden energy rising. A middle-aged man with platinum pupils and wearing a purple-gold robe stood in the clouds. Beside him was Fang Jing, who was being supported and was on the verge of death. His face, which was broken, was somewhat serious. His hands were behind his back, and his body was surrounded by a magnificent Divine Ability light. His face showed obvious anger.
Arrayed Mystery Sect, one of the Supreme Elders, Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator, and the True Lord Purple Thunder.
This man was renowned for his Thunder Method and was a powerful figure in the Zheng Kingdom, one of the few influential figures in the Arrayed Mystery Sect.
True Lord Purple Thunder's face was ashen as he stared straight at Chen Shuangbai, his voice icy as he said, " Xuhong, your disciple... beat my sect's direct disciple to this state, almost crippling him, over a mere disagreement!"
"That's truly impressive!"
Chen Shuangbai stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm, seemingly oblivious to the anger of the Nascent Soul Middle Stage before him. He simply said, "Sparring between juniors usually ends when the point is reached."
"But some people just have to be sarcastic and insist on using the guise of morality to justify their petty actions and disgust me and my disciples."
"And in return, we can only go a little harder."
"Beat him half to death, or even kill him on the spot... That way, we'll have fewer gossipy people around us, and things will be a bit quieter."
"Isn't that right, fellow Daoist?"
True Lord Purple Thunder frowned, and a fierce glint suddenly appeared in his eyes as he stared intently at Chen Shuangbai. He said in a deep voice, "You resort to violence at the slightest disagreement, especially in such an important situation. I think your title of Sword Immortal is nothing but empty boasting!"
"This matter demands an explanation from the Arrayed Mystery Sect!"
"Otherwise, don't blame me for making a trip to the Jade Spring Sect and asking your sect leader True Lord Qingchen."
Upon hearing this, Chen Shuangbai chuckled, a clear hint of mockery in his smile, "What are you saying, Fellow Purple Thunder?"
" Non-Self disciple's timely counterattack, he would probably have been struck dead by a bolt of purple lightning from your sect's direct disciple."
"What's wrong?"
"Are you saying only your disciples from the Arrayed Mystery Sect are allowed to use excessive force, but my disciples from the Jade Spring Sect are not allowed to retaliate?"
"There's no such logic in this world!"
True Lord Purple Thunder suddenly fell silent, but the more silent he became, the more rampant the purple lightning around him became. The rolling dark clouds in the sky surged in, and thousands of purple lightning bolts surged within them like hundreds of purple snakes, with golden energy floating around them.
Chen Shuangbai stood quietly, and layer upon layer of Grand Yin gradually emerged from behind her head, vaguely revealing the celestial palace in the moon, as if it were about to descend upon this place.
Liu Qinghe arrived late, but said nothing. He simply stood quietly beside Chen Shuangbai, and immediately, overlapping starlight appeared, gradually giving off the sharp aura of a sword cultivator.
Seeing this, True Lord Purple Thunder glanced between Chen Shuangbai and Liu Qinghe, his expression growing even more gloomy.
Although he was at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, he had only been promoted for about a hundred years. The two people opposite him... one was the renowned Far-Reaching Luminous Sword Immortal, and the other was one of the two heroes of the Flower Washing Sword Sect.
When the two are standing together... it's not so easy to handle.
Moreover, this place is the territory of the Sword Alliance.
The Sword Alliance and the Flower Washing Sword Sect are on good terms... If things really escalate, they will most likely side with the Flower Washing Sword Sect.