t Fang Yu's residence, he felt a stark contrast.“This is just a temporary place. My home is in the capital city, it’s quite big. If you have the chance, I can take you to see it.” Fang Yu said.Lin Bat..."Old man! Old man!" Just when Xiao Chen was feeling utterly desperate, he suddenly remembered something, and a glimmer of hope appeared on his face.
"This time...I'm afraid we've run into the greatest calamity." The old man's voice echoed into Xiao Chen's ear.
Xiao Chen's face lit up with joy.
As long as the old man is around, he still has a chance!
"Old man, I have to live!" Xiao Chen said urgently.
The old man fell silent for a moment, then said: "You certainly can't die. If you died, I couldn't live either... and besides, you're an important part of our revival plan."
"What are we going to do! Dao Tian is already approaching us!" Xiao Chen felt a powerful aura drawing near, his mood growing increasingly anxious.
"Alas... the day has finally come." The old man sighed, saying.
“Old man!” As Fang Yu’s aura approached, Xiao Chen grew increasingly panicked.
"Xiao Chen, remember this, when you break through to the Nascent Soul stage, be sure to return to the ruins of our Zi Yan Palace and activate our sect's divine stone!" The old man reminded.
"I know, I know!" Xiao Chen replied.
"I will help you repair your bones and get rid of this Daotian. After that, you should focus on meditation and break through to the Nascent Soul stage...Go to the ruins of Ziyan Palace and activate the sect's divine stone, understand!" The old man seemed uneasy and continued to remind him.
"Understood!" Xiao Chen replied eagerly.
"This should be our last conversation." The old man fell silent.
"Bang!"
Then, the jade pendant on Xiao Chen's neck suddenly shattered.
"Click, click, click..."
Once again, a series of crackling sounds echoed from within Xiao Chen's body.
Those shattered bones are regenerating at an astonishing rate.
At the same time, Xiao Chen's eyes suddenly turned pitch black, with not a trace of whites.
... and the consciousness that belonged to Xiao Chen himself also vanished.
……
Fang Yu fell to the ground and slowly walked towards the center of the big pit.
At this moment, he sensed an incredibly powerful aura emanating from ahead.
This aura surpasses the Core Formation stage, faintly even threatening to surpass the Nascent Soul stage.
"Are you finally bringing out what's on your body" Fang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and walked forward.
"Bang!"
Before Fang Yu even arrived, a surge of overwhelming power erupted ahead.
"You really pushed me to this point."
A voice, aged and weary, sounded in Fang Yu's ear.
Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly, looking forward.
A figure shrouded in black energy emerged from the large pit and charged towards him.
The figure flashed past in the air like a black streak.
"Bang!"
There was nothing in front of Fang Yu, but his abdomen was struck hard, sending him flying backward.
In the void, black light flickers.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A dull thud echoed from Fang Yu's body.
"Boom!"
Then, a terrifying power erupted, blasting Fang Yu directly back.
"Boom!"
Fang Yu landed squarely on the Dragon Might Stage, causing a tremendous explosion.
The entire ground shook like an earthquake, making it impossible to stand.
The battlefield of the two once again returned to Longwei Stage.
And at this moment, the audience around was stunned.
Is this really a military district competition
It seems that both of their skill levels have already surpassed this level, wouldn't you say
All participating teams' members were stunned at this moment.
The confrontation between Xiao Chen and Dao Tian rendered their previous matches meaningless.
Compared to these two, their fight was as childish and boring as a game of pretend.
"Is this what the younger generation is like these days…" Luo Siguang's eyes widened in disbelief, almost popping out of their sockets.
"It's not the younger generation who are prodigies... it's just these two," Xia Heguang muttered beside him.
While Xia He and Guang were sitting beside each other, Xia Weiyu and Xia Tinghe, who were seated next to them, had long been dumbfounded.
Especially Xia Weiyu.
Remembering the previous ridicule from Fang Yu, she only felt a burning sensation on her cheeks.
……
In the sky, Xiao Chen stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Fang Yu who was lying on the Dragon's Might Platform. His eyes were cold.
At this time, he appeared as Xiao Chen, but in reality, he was the twelfth core disciple of Ziyangu Palace, Wan Long!
He extended both hands, making intricate hand seals in the air.
At the same time, his aura rose in stages.
And the air around, suddenly became heavy.
Near the Longwei stage, the audience, which had already retreated nearly a hundred meters, changed their expressions dramatically.
They felt a force, pressing down on their shoulders!
And this power is still growing!
Many of the weaker ones had already collapsed to the ground, their faces pale and breathing labored.
"This, this aura... has surpassed Martial Venerable! This is the aura of a Martial Saint!" someone exclaimed.
At the sound of this, everyone's faces were filled with shock!
Xiao Chen, to have already entered the Martial Saint realm!
This is too amazing!
A martial saint at only twenty-six!
"My lords, it's not safe here, retreat quickly!" The guards of the mighty lords rushed forward from their seats, escorting them back.
Xia He and Guang also stood up, pulling Xia Tinghe and Xia Weiyu back.
The surrounding air pressure was dropping, and many people were finding it hard to breathe.
And in mid-air, Xiao Chen's hands were still forming seals, and before him appeared a black orb the size of a fist.
Bandung stared at Fang Yu on the ground, his eyes filled with icy killing intent.
If it wasn't Fang Yu, he wouldn't have to exhaust his soul power to get this far.
Before his spiritual energy completely dissipated, he had to solve the problem of Fang Yu for Xiao Chen.
Otherwise, not only would Xiao Chen die, but the revival plan of Ziyan Palace would be disrupted as well!
“Who exactly is this person The Ziyan Palace disappeared without a trace 2,500 years ago. Why does he hold such intense hatred for it” Wanlong pondered as he concentrated on forming a magic sphere.
A moment later, he suddenly thought of a possibility, his heart skipped a beat!
Could it be...that person...
That man who destroyed the Ziyangu Palace!
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
It's been two thousand five hundred years! If that person hadn't ascended to immortality, their lifespan would have ended long ago, and they would have already been buried in the earth!
But when he thought of Fang Yu's powerful physique and age, the unease in his heart grew even stronger.
This uneasiness even affected his ability to continue condensing the magic sphere!
Bandung immediately shook his head, pushing away the unease in his heart.
No matter who the opponent is, he must be killed!
"Boom..."
The ball of energy in front, slowly congealed to the size of a head.
It's almost done.
Bandung looked down, his eyes cold.
He confirmed Fang Yu was still in that position.
Then, he pressed his right hand down.
The orb containing the power of heaven and earth's laws rapidly descended downwards.
If this magic orb were to fall to the ground, there is no doubt that all living things within a radius of several kilometers would be instantly obliterated.
But Xiao Chen didn't care at all.
The lives of others have nothing to do with him.
As long as Fang Yu is killed, it's enough.
"Ah..."
Those watching finally realized the danger.
But most of them were cowed by the might of the Dharma orb, lying prostrate on the ground, unable to move.
Many people couldn't even breathe, their faces turning a bluish purple.
Who would have thought that just coming to watch the military district competition, we would encounter such a dangerous situation
The scene was in chaos, completely out of control.
Some are crying, some are running away, and some are screaming.
As the black orb descended, more and more people lost their ability to move, pinned to the ground by the power it unleashed.
Even those dashing figures couldn't escape.
Xia Weiyu couldn't bear the pressure any longer, collapsed to the ground, and cried out, "Grandpa..."
Xia Tinghe, with her innate nine-tier cultivation, could barely hold on, but it was very difficult to move.
Xia Heguang's face was ashen, staring at the distant Dragon Might Platform.
……
On the Dragon's Might platform, Fang Yu stood up and looked at the magic ball.
He could hear the screams of people around him.
Fang Yu's eyes grew colder and colder.
This is the style of Ziyangu Palace.
To achieve their goals, they will stop at nothing and are willing to harm the innocent.
Fang Yu raised his head, looking at the spellball about to land, and kicked off the ground with his foot.
"Bang!"
Fang Yu shot out, charging towards the magic ball.
A brilliant golden light emanated from his body.
One second later, he dashed to the ball before it!
"You're asking for death!" A cold smile spread across Wanlong's face as he witnessed the scene.
The power contained within this orb is enough to destroy everything within a few kilometers.
This fool thinks he can withstand this magical orb with just his mortal body!only about ten.This includes Zhong Tai, Yuan Jiang, and eight cultivators clad in black armor with black gun marks on their shoulders.These cultivators were Zhong Tai's personal troops.Every cultivato...