Chapter 626: The Great Battle
Chapter 626: The Great Battle
Roar!
Under the blazing Sen Bai Long Yan, the patriarch of Xueying Gate, Xilian Zhenren, suddenly froze.
In an instant, she transformed into a peculiar paper figure, and simultaneously, a shadow puppet and a porcelain doll shattered.
"Jiti Ziren!"
"Daijue Piyin!"
"Xueci Wa!"
These were the three most advanced life-saving techniques of Xueying Gate, all activated at once.
Jiti Ziren was a familiar sight to Fang Xing, while Daijue Piyin required one to peel off a large piece of skin from their back and weave it with their own hair, a life-saving technique that only a true master of shadow puppetry could perform.
As for Xueci Wa, it required countless blood sacrifices to the porcelain kiln to obtain a single precious 'Xueci' doll.
Yet, at this moment, they all shattered!
Not far away, the figure of the Xueying Gate patriarch reappeared, also with a hint of astonishment.
Clearly, she never expected that her life-saving treasures would be completely crushed after just one attack!
Even more surprising was that after consuming three such precious life-saving items, she had not yet escaped the battlefield!
Hoo!
The wind howled, and thunder roared! Amidst it all, a white jade Jiao Long flashed by, leaving no trace as it vanished into the clouds.
Slap!
A dragon claw suddenly appeared, grabbing the Xueying Gate patriarch like a porcelain doll, and exerting tremendous force.
"Ah!"
The Xueying Gate patriarch, a Yang Shen Zhenjun, screamed and perished, her physical form and spirit destroyed!
Even the Wu Dianzhu from the Shang Shen Temple could not arrive in time to save her!
"Are they too weak?"
"No! I am too strong!"
Fang Xing transformed into a Jiao Long, coiling in the clouds, revealing a single scale and half a claw, and muttered to himself:
"I am a dual-profession cultivator, with my Yang Shen cultivation and 21st-level Druid abilities, my transformed Jiao Long is comparable to an ordinary Yang Shen Houjing Da Zhenjun..."
"Moreover, I also have a bit of divine nature!"
Divine nature brings all-around enhancement to ordinary objects! Even that tiny bit of natural divine nature perfectly complements the Jiao Long.
Jiao Long is inherently a divine creature, and without this divine nature, it would always feel like a tiger with a painted skin but no bones.
But now, it's like filling a gap, and there's a trend towards advancing into a semi-divine creature!
"So... am I already at the level of a quasi-semi-divine warrior?"
"Not to mention, I am also a hidden Schrodinger's Demigod of Destruction, and with a single thought, I can receive divine grace and divine power... At that time, I will be a half-divine Jiao Long based on the template of the Chosen, a true semi-divine rank, even a Half-God Zhi Jie Xian may not be able to defeat me!"
"If truly pushed to the limit, I can even summon the gods, which is the ultimate power in the mortal realm."
"However, dealing with these dogs doesn't require me to go that far."
Fang Xing's dragon eyes, emitting supernatural radiance, pierced through the protective barrier of the Xueying Gate's Great Formation and saw the Babao Lianhua Gongde Chi.
Within the pool, the incense and candle money continued to disappear.
"Despicable beast!"
A voice thundered like lightning, and the Wu Dianzhu, at the cost of everything, caused several Shang Shen Temple elders to spit blood, seemingly suffering a sudden loss of vitality and a reduction in lifespan.
The dreamlike incense and candle wish power suddenly condensed, and from it emerged a golden-armored divine being riding a flying heavenly war horse, holding a massive bow and arrow.
A vast and mighty Yang Shen concept burst forth in an instant!
"The Fourth Generation Ancestor?"
Upon seeing this, the Wu Dianzhu was overjoyed.
The Shang Shen Temple did not possess the foundation of a half-god, which was why they were driven to the mortal realm.
Among the ancestors they revered, only the third and fourth generations had broken through the Yang Shen Houjing Realm.
Moreover, summoning two Yang Shen Houjing ancestors in a single battle was a significant drain on the sect's resources.
He never expected that his risky attempt would succeed!
"Hah! Look at the arrow!"
The fourth-generation ancestor drew his bow like a full moon, aiming northwest, shooting at the heavenly wolf!
Whoosh!
An arrow flew in, as dazzling as a meteor, and landed in the clouds, accurately hitting Fang Xing, who had transformed into a white jade Jiao Long!
Crackle!
The tip of the arrow erupted with terrifying golden light, striking Fang Xing's scales.
Then, several white jade scales shattered, and the golden arrow seemed to have exhausted all its divine power, slowly dissipating.
"What?"
Not only the fourth-generation ancestor, but even the Wu Dianzhu, found this sight hard to accept.
The Ziran Laozu could not only transform into a Jiao Long but was even stronger than Zuo Shizhe? How was this possible?
No!
Perhaps only this could explain why the Kill-Life Cult had abandoned Qingmu Mountain in the past.
"Haha... Well done, Ziran Laozu!"
Hei Bai Fawang, fighting alongside Bai Fa Wang, easily overwhelmed the three Yang Shen Zhenjun sect leaders.
Seeing this, Hei Fa Wang, who was under siege by two Yang Shen cultivators, burst into laughter, finally understanding Zuo Shizhe's hesitation.
As for Bai Fa Wang, she completely abandoned the idea of causing trouble for Fang Xing.
'This child is so terrifying, perhaps he can even advance to a half-god in the future?'
'It's better to resolve enmities than to create them... Forget it...'
In her heart, a dark thought grew rapidly...
...
"For nature!"
Just as everyone was stunned, a giant tree man army, like a walking fortress, charged into the Xueying Gate's Great Formation.
The leading Sanshou Liuibi Ranyao Shuren roared, and his fists, larger than houses, smashed out.
Clatter!
Countless disciples within the Xueying Gate's formation instantly spat out mouthfuls of blood.
A blinding light shattered, and a vast cloud of blood-red mist dispersed, revealing the mountain gate of Blood Shadow Gate and numerous pavilions and towers.
"I declare... you are the enemy of nature!"
Fang Xing hovered in the sky, his voice carrying the authority of a decree.
Boom!
As his words fell, Blood Shadow Gate unexpectedly 'split open'!
Boom!
At this moment, the Witch Palace Master was horrified to see that the main peak of Blood Shadow Gate had experienced a terrifying earthquake!
Under the aftershocks, the original formation was instantly shattered by more than half!
Moreover, there was a row of ten thousand-year-old Yang Shen tree demons, Fei Shou, siege engines... Today's battle would undoubtedly result in the annihilation of Blood Shadow Gate!
Even the Patriarch of Blood Shadow Gate was among the first to fall in battle!
"Retreat!"
The Witch Palace Master immediately gave a signal to the elders, instructing them to relocate the Eight Treasure Merit Pool, the foundation of their Upper Heaven Temple. It was only because of the frontline battle that they had specifically moved it here.
By now, the useless members of Blood Shadow Gate were of no use.
Fortunately, as the decision-maker, he had already considered all possibilities. Even if Blood Shadow Gate suffered a major defeat, many disciples and high-level cultivators could still fall back to the second line of defense and attempt to regroup.
However, the upcoming battle filled the Witch Palace Master's heart with dark clouds.
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But retreating first didn't seem wrong.
"Trying to run?"
Fang Xing hovered high in the sky, immediately noticing the unusual movements of the enemy.
"That guy not only insulted me but also shot me with an arrow, and now he wants to run?"
He let out a cold laugh, transforming into a white line that plummeted towards the mountain gate of Blood Shadow Gate.
The Jiao Long body not only possessed dragon power but also had an innate protective armor.
Combined with the amplification of divinity, his Jiao Long armor was impenetrable, even to Yang Shen True Lords.
At this moment, Fang Xing feared nothing.
Bang!
Before the disciples of Blood Shadow Gate could flee, a hundred-meter-long terrifying Jiao Long descended into their formation.
Its tail, made of white jade, swung casually, instantly killing dozens of people.
—The divine dragon's tail sweep!
Fang Xing's casual tail sweep cleared the enemies in front of him, and he immediately focused on the direction of the Fourth Generation Ancestor, taking a deep breath.
Roar!
In an instant, a long dragon's roar echoed.
This dragon's roar not only carried natural dragon might but also contained divine suppression, will suppression, and true spirit suppression!
Even a high-level cultivator in the Post-Ascension Realm would be stunned by such a sudden attack.
Seizing this opportunity, Fang Xing spat out a pale dragon flame.
Intense!
The pale flames instantly enveloped the Fourth Generation Ancestor, incinerating him and his heavenly battle horse into wisps of blue smoke.
But that's not all!
Fang Xing's dragon eyes flashed, and he spotted the Eight Treasure Lotus Merit Pool. Without hesitation, he charged towards it.
"Don't you dare touch my palace's treasure!"
Witnessing this scene, the Witch Palace Master's eyes nearly burst with rage.
He and the remaining sect leaders transformed into streams of light, rushing forward. Various lights intertwined with treasures, striking Fang Xing, but they were all blocked by a layer of white jade dragon scales, causing no harm.
Fang Xing knew that this sudden enhancement of 'Primal Transformation' ability had somewhat affected him.
On the battlefield, there were many worthy targets to kill, yet he felt a surge of bloodlust and charged towards the Eight Treasure Lotus Merit Pool.
Indeed, this pool was the Achilles' heel of the Upper Heaven Temple, and the vast amount of incense and candle money within it was also very tempting...
"Forget it, no matter how we fight, it won't be wrong..."
"This pool, I'll take it."
Splash!
With a single leap, the Jiao Long body landed beside the Eight Treasure Lotus Merit Pool, crushing numerous Upper Heaven Temple cultivators.
Then, a white jade dragon claw reached into the pool, scooping up a handful of merit money, which was instantly refined!
"Hmm? This is... the power of faith? No, it's a bit impure, it's a slightly inferior form of incense and candle power... but the quantity is quite large."
"The summoning technique, the power of incense and candles..."
Within Fang Xing's body, a divine spark flickered, giving him a sense of vigorous growth.
"It's indeed a good thing..."
Fang Xing's eyes lit up.
As a True God, he naturally understood the benefits of the power of faith.
Moreover, the merit money in the pool had been purified, free of any imprints or karmic force. It could be said that any being with divinity could use it.
'The ancestors of the Upper Heaven Temple are all useless... They've accumulated so much incense and candle power, yet no one has managed to ignite the divine flame and become a half-god.'
Once they become divine beings and combine this faith and incense... igniting the divine flame, becoming a half-god, wouldn't be too difficult.
If the Upper Heaven Temple had ancestors who could achieve this, they wouldn't have been driven to the Beyond the mortal realm.
Fang Xing, protected by his treasures, unleashed a barrage of attacks. With a flip, most of his dragon body fell into the pool.
A handful of incense and candle money was refined by him, and in an instant, he saw the bottom.
Witnessing this, even the Witch Palace Master felt an urge to spit blood.
"Ah!"
A scream suddenly rose.
On the battlefield, the body of incense and candles of the Third Generation Ancestor suddenly became unstable.
Seizing this opportunity, Poison Hand Scholar gently brought down his hammer.
The Hammer of Destruction, heavy as Mount Tai, suddenly shattered the Jingtian Six Treasures, falling onto the body of the Third Generation Ancestor.
The Third Generation Ancestor's body and spirit were instantly annihilated, leaving no trace behind...
(End of Chapter)
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