Chapter 561: Chapter 343: Slaying Gods

"BANG!"

Ultimately, Xu Yang’s strength fell slightly short. He was forced back by Fang Xinghai. His Vajra Indestructible Body flickered, and his Qi-Blood surged.

"Your Celestial Essence Second Layer is nothing special. If we were in the same Realm, I’d slaughter you like a pig or dog!" Though Xu Yang retreated, he laughed heartily.

Even after Fang Xinghai unleashed his Martial Dao Imagery, he only suppressed him slightly in terms of strength. The gap wasn’t that big.

It was important to note that his Celestial Essence First Layer hadn’t reached Perfection yet, and his Body Refining Vajra Glazed Body had only been cultivated for a few months. If he reached Celestial Essence First Layer Perfection and improved his Vajra Glazed Body, he was confident he could beat Fang Xinghai, a Celestial Essence Second Layer Martial Artist, to death in just a few moves.

Fang Xinghai’s eyes grew cold. "You won’t have the chance to reach my Realm. I’m finishing you today."

As his words fell, Fang Xinghai’s figure suddenly vanished from his spot. Like an arrow loosed from a bow, he stirred up a gale, chasing after him with tremendous momentum, refusing to give Xu Yang a moment to breathe.

Tidal waves of killing intent surged. Behind him, his Martial Dao Imagery shook the heavens and earth as his fist punched through the air, blasting forward.

This punch carried the momentum of rushing thunder. It was fast to the extreme, striking like lightning straight for a fatal spot—Xu Yang’s throat. He intended to obliterate Xu Yang beneath his fist in an instant.

Before the fist even arrived, the immense pressure had already sent Xu Yang’s long hair dancing wildly. If the blow landed solidly, even with Xu Yang’s Vajra Indestructible physical body, he would lose half his life.

Xu Yang’s gaze was icy, his surging Qi-Blood having long been suppressed. In the split second before the fierce fist could strike his throat, his head seemed to turn ethereal, gradually blurring.

"BOOM!"

Fang Xinghai’s fist punched straight through. Xu Yang’s head exploded into fragments, yet no blood flowed out.

"An afterimage!"

Fang Xinghai’s pupils violently contracted. His fist felt no resistance whatsoever; the punch had landed entirely on thin air.

The mighty Fist Force surged, carving a trench dozens of feet long into the ground, scattering cracks all over.

"Not good!"

He reacted, but it was already too late. A golden fist struck his abdomen heavily like a sharp knife, instantly covering his Protective Gang Yuan in spiderweb-like cracks.

A terrifying shockwave slammed through his Protective Gang Yuan and into his body. It felt like being hit by a heavy hammer; his insides instantly churned like a tempestuous sea.

Fang Xinghai took a large stride back, countering with a backhanded strike.

"RUMBLE..."

The earth cracked open, blasted into a deep crater. Xu Yang’s body had long disappeared. Like a wandering dragon, he had already darted behind him, throwing a heavy punch aimed straight at his back.

"What fast speed!"

A vicious wind assaulted him from behind, roaring like thunder. While shocked, Fang Xinghai knew a counterattack would be too late. He could only push his Protective Gang Yuan to its maximum while throwing himself forward like a starved dog to evade.

"CRACK!"

The golden fist brushed past his Gang Yuan. Fang Xinghai’s body trembled as a portion of his Protective Gang Yuan shattered, and he felt a bout of surging Qi-Blood.

Turning his head, he saw Xu Yang glowing golden all over, enveloped in Qi-Blood and bursting with fighting spirit. The knotted muscles looked like giant pythons coiled around his body.

"Good, good, good! Truly worthy of being a genius comparable to Lu Wei. Not only is your talent exceptional, but your combat awareness is also extraordinary. I underestimated you." Being suppressed and beaten by a Celestial Essence First Layer Martial Artist, Fang Xinghai was so furious that he laughed.

"It’s just that you’re too useless. Your Cultivation was entirely piled up using Spirit Medicine. How many life-and-death battles have you actually experienced?" Xu Yang’s expression was calm.

How many Secret Skills had he used?

Great Success Golden Gang Skill for a Protective Body, Perfection Level Bright King Unmoving Body for Body Refining, and Minor Achievement of the Eight Ferocious Hidden Dragon Strength to boost Combat Power.

Many people might not even cultivate one of these three Cultivation Techniques to his Realm in their entire lifetime, yet he had to use all three just to match Fang Xinghai’s strength.

And that was only what he operated on the surface. In unseen areas, his physical body had also been tempered by the Vajra Glazed Body, and his Gang Yuan and Heart Spirit had both undergone transformations from the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture. It was only through stacking all of these that he possessed such Combat Power.

If Fang Xinghai had even slightly better talent, he would be the one getting beaten.

A Celestial Essence First Layer fighting above their level against a Celestial Essence Second Layer wasn’t easy. If he didn’t possess multiple Secret Skills, Fang Xinghai would have slapped him to death long ago.

"I am indeed useless and not good at combat, but I’m still a genuine Celestial Essence Second Layer. Do you really think this is all a Celestial Essence Second Layer is capable of?" Murderous intent exploded in Fang Xinghai’s eyes. "Now, see what the Celestial Essence Second Layer truly is."

"BOOM!"

A violent blast of air erupted from his body. Gang Yuan surged like a tide, and the surrounding Power of Heaven and Earth began to riot.

The Power of Heaven and Earth that Xu Yang had drawn in was plundered away, gathering madly toward Fang Xinghai’s body.

A majestic, ocean-like pressure swept out. The earth rumbled and shook, cracked open by the tyrannical pressure.

Xu Yang felt as if a great mountain was pressing down on him. His body couldn’t help but sink as if he were trapped in a quagmire. The golden light radiating from his body was forced back in.

"Do you know what the Celestial Essence Second Layer is? You must comprehend the true intent of a Cultivation Technique to reach the Celestial Essence Second Layer. No matter how strong your physical body is, it’s useless if you haven’t comprehended true intent. Now that my true intent is unleashed, what will you use to block it?

"Celestial Essence Ninth Layer, each layer is a world apart. You think it’s a joke!" Fang Xinghai laughed unscrupulously.

He had never worried about Xu Yang turning the tables because the true trump card of a Celestial Essence Second Layer Martial Artist was true intent—a power that those at the Celestial Essence First Layer couldn’t grasp.

No matter how well Xu Yang had tempered his physical body, without true intent to counter him, he was nothing but a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Furthermore, Xu Yang’s current state explained everything. Suppressed by his true intent, Xu Yang was like a man stuck in the mud. Not only was moving difficult, but even his aura was suppressed, drastically reducing his strength.

"So this is true intent..." A flash of enlightenment crossed Xu Yang’s eyes.

An indescribable Realm enveloped him, suppressing his Heart Spirit and dulling his five senses as if isolating him from the outside world.

A Martial Artist’s strength was closely linked to their Heart Spirit. Once the Heart Spirit was suppressed, their Martial Dao Imagery would also weaken, and the strength they could exert would be significantly compromised.

It felt to him as if he was still in the same place, but the environment had changed. His strength was suppressed, while Fang Xinghai’s was massively enhanced.

"You can die now. To be able to tangle with a Celestial Essence Second Layer for this long and force out my true intent, you can be proud even in death."

Fang Xinghai strode forward. The dark light of the Martial Dao Imagery behind him flared wildly. The black bull abruptly swelled to ten feet in size, leaping out from his back and crashing toward Xu Yang like a small mountain.

A brilliant light exploded in Xu Yang’s eyes. This was the moment he had been waiting for.

Sword Intent erupted from his body. A blood-red blade light shot into the sky. The sharp Sword Intent seemed ready to tear through the heavens, cleaving apart the Realm enveloping his surroundings.

The pressure on his body abruptly eased. The Burning Separation Saber shot upward like a cold gleam.

Xu Yang gripped the hilt with one hand and slashed out without a shred of hesitation.

Fifth Layer Extreme Prison Heaven-Slaying Technique!

The blood-red blade, carrying the momentum of separating heaven and earth, chopped heavily toward the charging black bull.

This strike could slay the body and sever the spirit alike. It was fast to the absolute extreme.

A Sword Aura flashed. The Sword Intent, brimming with death, sliced through Fang Xinghai’s Martial Dao Imagery as easily as a hot knife through butter, sending up plumes of green smoke.

The ten-foot-tall Martial Dao Imagery was cleaved in half down the middle, exploding with a boom and disappearing.

At the same time, the striding Fang Xinghai felt as though his head had been smashed by a heavy hammer. He let out a miserable shriek and flew backward.

His Martial Dao Imagery, his Realm—all of it vanished in this instant.

His entire aura withered. His facial features twisted in agony, and the Power of Heaven and Earth he had drawn in completely dispersed. His mind went blank, feeling as if his head was about to explode from the inside.

"BANG!"

His body flew backward for fifty to sixty feet before crashing heavily into the ground, skidding for a distance before finally coming to a halt.

Fang Xinghai lifted his head with great difficulty. Blood was seeping from his seven orifices, and his face was as pale as paper.

"You... what kind of Saber Technique is this? To actually break through my Realm." Staring in horror at the sharp and imposing Xu Yang, his mind reeled in turmoil.

"Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture, Extreme Prison Heaven-Slaying Technique!"

Xu Yang’s gaze was like a knife as he strolled over.

"Did you really think I’d dare to make a move on you without even knowing what a Realm is? If I didn’t have something to counter a Realm, would I be tired of living?"

Realms, Martial Dao Imagery—frankly speaking, they were just like Sword Intent: they were a means of utilizing Spirit.

That slash had already injured Fang Xinghai’s Spirit. Right now, Fang Xinghai was just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

"You’ve actually cultivated the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture to the point of Severing Illusion and True Self-Realization..."

Fang Xinghai felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart. He hadn’t expected that he had repeatedly underestimated Xu Yang’s talent. To be able to cultivate the Blood Prison Heart Blade Scripture to this stage, his Comprehension was undoubtedly at the Perfection Level as well.

Xu Yang had been waiting for him to use his Realm all along to pull the rug out from under him and sever his Heart Spirit. He hadn’t been overconfident at all; he simply possessed the means to be fearless against a Celestial Essence Second Layer Martial Artist.

"Any last words?" Xu Yang held his saber with one hand, looking down at Fang Xinghai on the ground.

The shock in Fang Xinghai’s heart receded, and only then did he remember that he and Xu Yang weren’t sparring. Losing meant losing his life.

He tried desperately to mobilize his power, but he found that his Gang Yuan, which he could previously command as easily as his own arm, now felt like an eternal Divine Mountain—he couldn’t budge it in the slightest. What’s more, a pain that felt as though his head was splitting open flared up.

His Heart Spirit was crippled!

The fear of death instantly filled Fang Xinghai’s heart. "Spare me, and I can give you all my assets."

He begged for mercy without hesitation.

A century’s worth of accumulation from a Celestial Essence Second Layer Martial Artist—for a brief moment, Xu Yang was tempted, but he quickly returned to apathy.

"You know too much."

Accompanied by the icy voice, a flash of blade light swept past.

"No..."

His face full of pleading, Fang Xinghai could only watch helplessly as the blade light sliced across his neck. His head hit the ground.

Blood sprayed out. His limbs twitched unconsciously a few times before ceasing all movement.

Fang Xinghai of the Celestial Essence Second Layer, dead!

Xu Yang bent down to search him, quickly finding Fang Xinghai’s coin purse. Inside, aside from a few silver banknotes, there were twenty-three spirit coins. Other than that, there was nothing of value.

"Not bad!"

Over twenty spirit coins would be enough to cultivate the Vajra Glazed Body for a while.

Storing the items away, Xu Yang threw two punches to blow apart Fang Xinghai’s corpse. He then oriented himself and quickly found the place where he had hidden Jiang Wang’s Spiritual Soldier.

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