Overwhelming Cold Qi smashed against the Ancient Battle Technique Big Star Shield.

The collision sound boomed.

Boom.

Boom-boom—

One palm ended.

After a brief shock, everything returned to calm.

Fang Yu only felt some numbness in his arm, but fortunately... the Big Star Shield Octave blocked the Xuanming Divine Palm, and it was a Chain Attack.

At the same time.

Lu Qinghong also landed on the ground, staring at Fang Yu with a shocked expression.

"Octave?"

"Ancient Battle Technique?"

He couldn't believe someone could still use such combat skills. These only existed in the Ancient Times.

Eighth Layer!

Like eight layers of shields, guarding in front of Fang Yu.

Even the Supreme Heavenly Position's Chain Attack only shattered a bit more than six layers.

So...

Fang Yu remained unmoved.

For a moment, everyone looked at Fang Yu with surprised faces.

"He actually managed to withstand Sir Lu's move!"

"Who exactly is he?"

"This guy, has some skills..."

Yue Xing was also full of surprise, as his subordinates murmured amongst themselves.

This made Lu Qinghong feel embarrassed, after all, he was at the Supreme Heavenly Position, and yet a little-known guy blocked him, how could he not be angry?

Beside him, He Qianqiu laughed loudly:

"Old Lu, it seems you've hit a snag... this kid's strength is at most at the Tyrant Heavenly Rank, but with the Ancient Battle Technique Big Star Shield combined with the Octave, it's equivalent to eight Tyrant Heavenly Rankers performing the defensive move simultaneously. It's normal that you couldn't defeat him..."

Lu Qinghong glanced at him, ignored him, and stared straight at Fang Yu, continuing:

"Young man, what's your name?"

At this point.

He finally started to take Fang Yu seriously.

Such a talent, if not an enemy, could completely be drawn over.

Even though Lu Qinghong was proud, he still had that much sense, so he suppressed his anger and asked calmly.

Fang Yu smiled and said:

"My name is Fang Yu, chief of the traditional Chinese medicine department at Hua Hospital, honored by my peers in the Xinglin Realm as the contemporary Divine Doctor... Eh? You don't believe it. I have already examined your body; you have been practicing Xuanming Divine Palm year-round, leading to overtraining, and the Yin poison of the Xuanming Divine Palm has seeped into your body. Accumulating over the years, every summer, your chest feels as painful as being pricked by ice cones. Am I right?"

Upon hearing this.

Lu Qinghong was tremendously shocked.

Not only him, but his senior, He Qianqiu, was also extremely surprised.

The side effects of the Xuanming Divine Palm were a secret between the two brothers; outsiders couldn't possibly know.

Yet it was seen through by Fang Yu at a glance.

As a Supreme Heavenly Position powerhouse, he also made many enemies over the years.

If his enemies knew they suffered from Yin poison, the consequences would be unthinkable.

So—

Lu Qinghong shouted: "Nonsense! I know my body best, how dare you spout such nonsense in front of me... I shall take my own life today if I don't kill you!"

Everyone was shocked.

They felt a strong murderous aura emanating from Lu Qinghong.

Li Xuan quickly got up, stepped back a few steps, and supported Song Gusheng.

"Sir Lu! You mustn't!"

"Li Xuan, what are you trying to say?"

"Sir Lu... there must be some misunderstanding here... Sect Master, why would the Sect Master send you to capture us?"

Li Xuan and Song Gusheng were also clueless up to now.

After all, they had just informed Bai Ze that Fang Yu is a Saint Rank Doctor.

Logically, Bai Ze should have treated him with respect; why would he send the Xuanming Generals to kill them?

Just after he finished speaking.

Lu Qinghong said with a cold face: "What, are you doubting my judgment?"

"Not at all! I just think... we shouldn't treat Mr. Fang this way!"

"Get lost!"

A thunderous voice bellowed out, pushing Li Xuan back half a step.

Even though he was at the Tyrant Heavenly Rank.

The gap was simply too large.

Lu Qinghong's just-executed move had not made Fang Yu flinch in the slightest, darkening his expression as Fang Yu spoke their secret. He knew this man must die.

His gaze fixed on Fang Yu, he declared frigidly:

"I did not expect you to have mastered an Ancient Battle Technique... How careless of me... I wonder, do you dare to take another palm strike from me?"

Upon hearing this.

Song Gusheng and Li Xuan shook their heads again.

They whispered, "Li Xuan, Mr. Fang might be in trouble... What he just mentioned, if it were false it could be okay, but if true, his death is almost certain... Judging by Lord Lu's reaction, it's highly probable... After all, who would tolerate someone knowing their weakness?"

Li Xuan suddenly understood.

Meanwhile.

Fang Yu smiled faintly, looked directly at Lu Qinghong and said, "What if I withstand your palm strike?"

"Do you want to make a bet with me? Alright, you name the wager, and we'll bet on that," Lu Qinghong replied.

"If I win, you kneel and apologize! If I lose, I'll take my own life as apology, how's that?" Fang Yu said with a light and breezy tone.

The crowd was again startled.

Such confidence, such arrogant tone.

"As you wish."

He Qianqiu behind him spoke indifferently, "Old Lu, stop hiding your moves... you have your trump cards, perhaps he has his too."

"Why do you need to instruct me on my actions?"

During the conversation, Lu Qinghong's arms trembled and a chill emanated.

Behind him, Yue Xing and the guards stepped back, their faces showing shock as they watched.

"Supreme Heavenly Position is indeed formidable!"

"Is Lord Lu going to use his ultimate move?"

"This kid, relying on his mastery of Ancient Battle Techniques, unfortunately… does not understand the terror of Supreme Heavenly Position!"

"He's done for!"

Just when everyone thought Fang Yu was doomed.

Fang Yu stepped forward, his hand gestures shifting.

Ripples moved around him.

"What is that?" Li Xuan frowned as he watched.

"It looks like… Array patterns..."

"How can this be? Could Mr. Fang be setting up an array?"

"It seems so… Lord Lu said Mr. Fang is an Eighth Grade Array Master... It's unfortunate, such a prodigious talent, yet against Lord Lu! What a pity!"

At this moment, Lu Qinghong's entire body burst forth with powerful Inner Essence.

In the short time Fang Yu was arranging the array, Lu Qinghong coldly scoffed, "Setting up an array now? Too late!"

Those familiar with arrays knew, setting an array was time-consuming; what kind of array could be drawn so quickly?

Buzz.

Lu Qinghong left a residual image—

"Four Symbols Unification!"

This is one of the most essential palm techniques of the Xuanming Divine Palm.

Both palms burst forth with full Inner Essence.

"Five Layer Skill!"

The double palms combined with the Five Layer Skill meant ten handprints rushed towards Fang Yu.

In the blink of an eye.

Fang Yu turned around swiftly, his palms thrusting forward.

Bang!

The two appeared as masters contesting in a trial of Inner Strength.

Neither wavered.

Lu Qinghong, shocked, muttered, "What's happening?"

He felt a massive amount of Supreme Yang Qi emanating from Fang Yu's palms, consuming his Cold Qi.

Natural antagonists?

But even at Supreme Heavenly Position, it didn't make sense not to overcome Tyrant Heavenly Rank!

However...

He suddenly felt the surrounding Spiritual Energy as though unlocked, pure Primordial Qi and Spiritual Energy continuously converging, gathering in Fang Yu's palms.

"This isn't the Soul-locking Array... it's an Ancient Array, the Soul Seizing Array!"

Lu Qinghong wanted to withdraw, but it was already too late!

His face started contorting.

The crowd was similarly shocked.

"He's actually a Soul Stealer!"

"Such a terrifying Soul Stealer! How is this possible?"

Li Xuan was too shocked to comprehend, "When did Mr. Fang modify the array into the Soul Seizing Array? How did he do it?"

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