Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

Chapter 348: Chapter 340: Peerless Skill

There were many paths to Tongtian Peak.

But if Fang Yang wanted to reach Tongtian Peak in the shortest time possible...

...then there were only a few routes he could take.

Under these circumstances, Ren Ningning quickly determined where she would ambush Fang Yang.

She would avenge her younger brother!

She was the prized disciple of Pan Luo the Great Saint, and Pan Luo the Great Saint was a titan of the Desolate Realm.

But in reality, anyone with even slightly reliable information knew that Pan Luo the Great Saint was backed by the Great Xuan Dynasty.

Given the situation, Ren Ningning simply tossed aside all notions of morality and righteousness.

She directly mobilized an army of Daoist soldiers to encircle and annihilate Fang Yang!

RUMBLE—

Lightning flashed and thunder roared across the sky. A fierce wind howled, and gloomy rain fell in waves.

The soul-stirring cries of war drums thundered through the clouds, shattering the darkness.

Before Fang Yang’s eyes, countless Flying Boats shuttled over from the distance, a dense and unending swarm.

Surrounding the Flying Boats were masses of soldiers in cyan armor, riding Flying Eagles, Golden Eagles, and other Flying Fierce Beasts.

The Lieyun Eagle Corps, the Golden Arrow Eagle Corps, the Wind Chasing Eagle Corps...

There were so many of them that one couldn’t see the end of their ranks.

It could be said that with such immense military might, adding just one Saint-level expert would be enough to launch a sect-annihilation war against a Saint’s lineage!

’This is what true war looks like,’ Fang Yang mused.

Ren Ningning dared to make such a grand display because she was gambling that he wouldn’t take the long way around to reach Tongtian Peak.

Therefore, this was destined to be a battle of extreme intensity.

One man against ten thousand, a hundred thousand, or even a million?!

What an insane notion...

But in this world of rising immortals and demons, it was not an empty boast.

’I suppose if I were caught alone in the cluster of Dream Worlds at Burying Moon Mountain, I would face a similar siege.’

The fierce wind whipped against his face. Fang Yang’s black hair billowed as a cold light glinted in his eyes.

Under such immense pressure, perhaps only those young Great Saints could handle it with ease.

"You damn beast, you still dare to smile at me?!" Ren Ningning’s eyes spat fire as she gave a decisive order.

The tall man beside her, his arms crossed, heard her words and nodded slightly.

Immediately, the Flying Boats, Fierce Beasts, and soldiers all launched their attacks.

A volley of ten thousand arrows flew. Countless orbs of light exploded in the void, destructive and exceedingly dangerous.

But faster than them all was Fang Yang!

Fang Yang activated his Fire Domain Skill. Layer after layer of Fire Realm phantoms appeared, one after another, as if a small world of fire had descended to incinerate all creation.

The Fierce Flames blazed brilliantly, as radiant as the great sun.

Raging flames erupted from his sword, madly devouring the Flying Boats, Fierce Beasts, and soldiers.

"Crimson Bright Flame, Earth Core Cyan Lotus Flame, and... Cold Radiance Flame, ranked seventh on the list?!" Ren Ningning’s heart pounded violently.

A full thirty-six types of Anomalous Flames.

All of them were famous existences from the Mortal Anomalous Fire List, and among them was even the Cold Radiance Flame!

One could only imagine what a terrifying power this was.

She hesitated for only a moment, but in that time, Fang Yang transformed into a god of fire, tore through the corps, and set the entire sky ablaze.

"No!"

"CROAK~"

"It burns, it burns!!"

"AHHH, help, help..."

Countless miserable screams erupted.

Flying Boats ignited like paper, Golden Arrow Eagles turned to ash, and the blood in cultivators’ bodies boiled away...

A living inferno was born.

Fang Yang’s Fire Skill was too strong, far too strong. It was like an ultimate technique for clearing out minions.

Logically, after unleashing such a powerful Fire Skill, Fang Yang should have become weakened due to insufficient True Essence.

But unexpectedly, his aura grew even more ferocious.

As the intensity of the slaughter increased, he seemed to grow more and more invigorated.

"Brother Jiang Jian, I must ask you to lend me a hand," Ren Ningning sent via voice transmission.

The tall, arm-crossed man beside her was named Jiang Jian. He was a student from the Great Xuan Palace of the Great Xuan Dynasty, and his status was anything but ordinary.

Jiang Jian narrowed his eyes and shook his head. "Fellow Daoist Ren, this is your own affair. I have already gone above and beyond by mobilizing the army corps for you!"

No one was a fool.

The great enemy before them may have used a powerful Fire Skill, but who knew if he had other trump cards left to play?

Hearing this, Ren Ningning’s expression turned grim.

She bit her lip, gave a cold snort, and flew out.

She had to rally the morale and power of the remaining soldiers to overwhelm Fang Yang with collective strength!

In fact, that had been her plan from the start.

But who could have predicted that Fang Yang would be even more insane than them?

Charging into the formation alone—wasn’t that a joke?

And yet, that was exactly what had happened!

The Cyan Yellow Commander Seal appeared, circling the body of a trident.

In an instant, all the baleful auras and boundless blood qi from the army corps surged, flying backward into the sky and converging on the Moon-Devouring Heavenly Wolf Dharma Aspect behind Ren Ningning.

"Die!"

Ren Ningning roared.

With the Cyan Yellow Commander Seal above her head and dragging the trident in her hand, she advanced step by step, her eyes as cold and desolate as the abyss.

Her Moon-Devouring Heavenly Wolf Dharma Aspect roared at the moon, drawing down wind, rain, thunder, and lightning.

Vaguely, it seemed as if Wind Marquis, Rain Master, Duke Lei, and Dianmu were guarding her, making her aura increasingly murderous.

Although this was the Great Sage Skill of her master, Pan Luo the Great Saint, and not one she had developed herself...

...the fact that she could use it was a testament to her power.

Then, a deep, immense tremor rang out, so vast it seemed to pound on everyone’s hearts.

Hearing the sound, the expressions of the soldiers on the field turned joyous.

Even Jiang Jian was gathering his power, waiting for her to deliver the killing blow to Fang Yang.

At the same moment, a divine light bloomed in Fang Yang’s eyes. His Martial Dao Celestial Eye opened.

Immediately, the Ten Thousand Years Peach Wood Sword in his hand began to tremble violently, letting out the continuous cry of a flood dragon.

Sword Qi, Sword Intent, Sword Force, sword light, and Sword Auras all shot toward the heavens.

A massive, silver Sword Flood Dragon materialized. It shone with a brilliant silver light, its body long and slender, its lines fluid and beautiful, and it radiated waves of chilling, sharp intent.

He brandished the Ten Thousand Years Peach Wood Sword, causing the Sword Flood Dragon to whip its tail in fury and lunge toward the Moon-Devouring Heavenly Wolf.

The ancient Sword Flood Dragon and the Moon-Devouring Heavenly Wolf, two colossal monsters, seemed to have broken through the river of time to return to the mortal world.

Wreathed in divine lights and powerful auras of all colors, they crashed into each other violently and repeatedly.

And beneath them, Fang Yang was locked in a life-or-death battle with Ren Ningning.

Ren Ningning’s features were lovely and delicate; she was a rare beauty from the southern water towns.

But now, her face was not only savage but also held a trace of a daze.

All around them, hurricanes of seemingly tangible force battered the area, tossing the mighty Fierce Beasts about like balloons and tearing the numerous Flying Boats to shreds.

Other than Jiang Jian, no one else could get near the battlefield.

Just as Jiang Jian was about to make his move, his pupils suddenly contracted.

BANG—

An explosive sound rang out.

Ren Ningning’s body completely exploded, dissolving into a shower of blood and gore.

In a contest of pure power, Ren Ningning had been pulverized into a bloody paste by Fang Yang!

"Heavens, how is this possible..."

Everyone was dumbfounded, feeling as if disaster had struck, their bodies turning ice-cold.

They were all battle-hardened veterans, but now, some among them actually began to sob.

Unlike their shattered composure, Fang Yang’s feet moved lightly as he swung the Ten Thousand Years Peach Wood Sword once more.

He was a young Great Saint.

A young Great Saint who was forging his own path, one with the potential to become the founder of a new lineage.

On his journey, he had absorbed countless Spiritual Objects and Sacred Materials, and undergone innumerable refinements.

Putting everything else aside, just for the path of the Kunpeng, he had already fulfilled all the conditions except for the Tai Chi Yin Yang Diagram phenomenon.

It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say he was already a half-step Kunpeng Spirit Body!

The power of a Kunpeng could topple mountains and overturn seas. How could Ren Ningning have possibly contended with that?

’Run! I have to run, or I’m going to die!!’

Jiang Jian’s expression changed drastically, and he turned to flee.

But a moment later, he was forced to return.

Because he suddenly realized that with Fang Yang’s extreme speed, if he couldn’t rally the remaining forces to withstand Fang Yang’s assault, he would die even faster!

In the next instant, cold light splashed everywhere.

Fang Yang swung his sword, and a Sword Aura soared to the heavens, crushing the remaining soldiers until they burst into a rain of blood.

And Jiang Jian, who was at the very front resisting the attack, let out a final cry and met his end.

A prodigy had fallen, the Flying Boats had vanished, and the soldiers had turned to dust.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Fang Yang had eliminated every obstacle in his path.

Such power was simply outrageous.

Just then, the sky changed dramatically once more, and daylight reappeared.

What was even more perilous was the chilling sensation that pricked at Fang Yang’s back.

Fang Yang knew he was being targeted by a Saint from Ren Ningning’s side.

But he was fearless. He continued to charge forward, heading straight for Tongtian Peak.

Because he knew that neither the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life nor the Golden Clan would stand by and watch a Saint-level figure interfere.

And besides a Saint-level expert, to kill this body of his, only a Young Venerable like Sen Yue would have a chance.

HUM~

The Ten Thousand Years Peach Wood Sword let out a light, lively hum.

Immediately, Fang Yang’s figure moved like a galloping Flood Dragon, his speed increasing once more as he turned into a rainbow streak and flew across the sky.

At this moment, a hint of joy flickered in his eyes.

Ordinary-level attainment.

His attainment in the school of the Sword Dao had actually reached the Ordinary level.

After that fierce battle, he had actually pushed open the great gates of the Sword Dao, allowing him to glimpse some of its mysteries!

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