Chapter 403: Chapter 394: Fire Dao Grandmaster
Star Dream Realm.
As Fang Yang continued to accelerate events, the Battle of Xuan Yu finally reached its climax.
Fang Yang and Bai Qisheng each commanded four of the Golden Clans, creating a bipolar standoff of frantic opposition.
Now, they faced each other directly, about to engage in the decisive battle.
Whoever won would be the victor of the Battle of Xuan Yu and enjoy the Hundred-Year Celestial Mandate!
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A golden roc soared through the sky, its entire body shrouded in brilliant light.
Its eyes were like golden vortexes, seemingly capable of devouring a person’s soul.
Atop its broad back stood a tall, straight figure.
He appeared to be a young man in his early twenties, with a heroic and martial visage, yet he carried the air of one who was supreme and peerless, capable of suppressing all in his path.
Atop a mountain peak, Fang Yuedong, Fang Yueze, Fang Anran, and the others stood watching.
They looked up at the sky, their hearts sinking with worry.
The Bai family was the most mysterious of the eight Golden Clans.
The clan’s population was sparse, its members as rare as true dragons and phoenixes.
And every prodigy who emerged from their ranks possessed power comparable to a primeval behemoth of the same realm.
The current Bai Qisheng was a perfect example.
"Fang Yuesheng, a Great Sun Golden Crow? Interesting, very interesting."
Atop the Golden Roc’s back, Bai Qisheng spoke nonchalantly.
His voice wasn’t particularly loud, yet it shattered the white clouds, made the void tremble, and struck terror into the hearts of all who heard it.
If the Great Sun Golden Crow represented the world’s extreme heat, then the Golden-Winged Dapeng represented its extreme speed. It was no wonder he was so conceited.
"A Golden-Winged Dapeng..." Fang Yang’s expression was calm.
If not for being in the Star Dream Realm, where the Dream Emperor’s phantom imposed certain restrictions, he would have surely manifested his Kunpeng Dharma Aspect and fought extreme speed with extreme speed.
He was the true Kunpeng Ancestor!
...
"Kill."
With no need for pleasantries, the two clashed violently the moment they met.
In an instant, dazzling runes erupted across the sky. Roaring gales howled, Fierce Flames blotted out the heavens, and all sorts of Magic appeared. Any Mortal Practitioner who witnessed it would have been terrified.
The Sacred Body Dharma Aspects channeled the power of heaven and earth, the power of a domain.
Their battle was a struggle for control over the elements of the world—would it be wind, or would it be fire?
Bai Qisheng wielded a Golden Long Spear and thrust it forward. The spear’s light surged out like a tidal wave, transforming into a cascading waterfall of boundless gold that threatened to drown Fang Yang.
Fang Yang produced a Golden Feather Fan. Its feathers were brilliant, as if the sun itself were burning. He waved it fiercely, and a monstrous inferno surged forth. A crimson-gold wave rushed toward the heavens, pressing back against Bai Qisheng.
BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMMMBLE!
The hurricane-like waterfall and the wave of fire collided violently, unleashing a majestic white surge and causing rifts to crackle through the void.
To everyone’s astonishment, the wave of fire actually managed to push back.
"The Golden Crow Saint Fan," Fang Yuedong exclaimed.
That Golden Crow Saint Fan far surpassed the feather fan Elemental Artifact in his own hands. It had been refined from one of a Golden Crow’s wings and contained the divine might of the Fire Dao.
The reason he so desperately wanted to become the Dao Seed of the Fang Clan was precisely for this Sacred Artifact.
"AHH!" Bai Qisheng let out a long cry, his gaze terrifying as he shot forward at extreme speed.
It had to be said, his speed was simply too fast; he had actually dodged such a powerful attack.
The others were shocked, thinking to themselves that the Peng-type creatures were indeed among the fastest beings in the world!
"I am extreme speed. I look down upon the world," Bai Qisheng shouted coldly, his body erupting with divine light as he unleashed his latent life potential.
He intended to use a killing blow to suppress Fang Yang.
He felt that if he allowed Fang Yang to drag this on any longer, he would lose control over the power of heaven and earth, which would be a huge problem.
"BOOM!"
Bai Qisheng’s black hair stood on end, and his eyes crackled like lightning.
The Golden-Winged Dapeng Dharma Aspect behind him boomed, transforming into a deep black light. From within the black light, the faint cry of a fish could be heard, startling everyone.
He was about to execute his Kunpeng Transformation, a skill he had not yet perfected!
The Kunpeng Transformation would generate terrifying, immense strength—the very apex of power.
Once he successfully transformed, Fang Yang would surely be suppressed by his sheer force.
"BANG—"
In the next moment, however, a Golden Ancient Spear suddenly appeared, piercing straight toward him.
His pupils contracted violently, and his face changed in an instant.
It was too abrupt.
He had never used this Kunpeng Transformation against anyone before.
Therefore, there was no reason Fang Yang should have been able to find an opening.
But against all odds, Fang Yang had seized it!
He didn’t understand. He didn’t understand why Fang Yang knew his ultimate move so well!
With a "VMMMM," Bai Qisheng was pinned in the void.
He couldn’t move. He had lost all his True Essence, leaving him listless and on the verge of death.
After only a few exchanges, he had been defeated by Fang Yang.
This scene left Fang Yuedong and the others completely stunned.
They couldn’t figure it out either. Why had Bai Qisheng been defeated even faster than Sen Zhenlong?!
’A Kunpeng Transformation?’
Fang Yang murmured inwardly, ’Your Kunpeng Transformation may look seamless, but it’s actually full of flaws. I am the true Kunpeng Ancestor!’
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The Hundred-Year Celestial Mandate was the sweet fruit enjoyed by the final victor of the Battle of Xuan Yu.
It represented not just a status, but a unique station—a one-of-a-kind position.
To some extent, it was also a crucial requirement for a Cultivator to step into the realm of a Young Venerable.
It wasn’t an indispensable condition, but possessing it was certainly a synergistic advantage.
This was because, in any given era, a great domain could only produce a single Young Venerable.
And this was why many people would lament:
—If Sen Yue hadn’t appeared out of nowhere, the Young Venerable of the Xuan Domain would have almost certainly been Fang Yang.
Of course, Fang Yang had never paid much mind to such talk.
He believed that as long as one wanted to walk the path, the path would be there beneath their feet.
But...
Now, he truly had a chance to experience the Hundred-Year Celestial Mandate, even if it was only within the Star Dream Realm.
At this very moment, under Fang Yang’s lead, Fang Yuedong and the others were all swarming toward the Xuan Yu Blessed Land.
Fire Eagles flew about, Three-legged Crows beat their wings, and streams of mysterious Immortal Sound echoed through the air.
A cool breeze swept over, causing the bronze bells on the Heaven-Facing Altar to chime and the great silver bell to tremble slightly.
The grand altar was intricately designed, covered with all kinds of Spiritual Objects and Sacred Materials, all pressing down upon complex sacrificial inscriptions.
At this moment, the Great Clan Elder and the others all took up their brushes to write the sacrificial inscriptions, scattering them in all directions before igniting them with the divine fire of the Golden Crow, which blazed ferociously.
And in the center of it all stood Fang Yang, alone.
He had the appearance of a youth, his face heroic and his posture as straight as a spear or a sword. He wore an extraordinary crimson-gold imperial robe that shimmered with divine light.
He just stood there silently, yet he exuded an aura of one who could conquer the world, causing gods and demons from all corners to bow in submission.
His gaze lowered slightly as he thought to himself:
’I can feel this world’s favor toward me growing stronger and stronger.’
’Finding a treasure art the moment I step outside, obtaining a divine skill after jumping off a cliff, comprehending a True Skill in my sleep... none of it is just a fantasy.’
’I just wonder... can I turn this illusion into reality?!’
’Heh, even if I could turn this illusion real, as long as Sen Yue exists, I’ll always be a "fake," never the genuine article.’
’It seems my opportunity to step into the Young Venerable realm lies in the dream battlefield of the Heaven Domain.’
His thoughts moved like lightning.
Right now, in the process of having the Celestial Mandate bestowed upon him, he was in an incredibly profound state.
He felt as if an Enlightenment Tree was beside him, constantly increasing the light of his wisdom.
...
Soon, under the guidance of the Great Clan Elder, Fang Yang cupped his hands in a ritual gesture, raised them to the sky, and began the rite:
"Today, I, Fang Yuesheng of the Great Sun Golden Crow lineage, of the Changkong Clan, of the Golden Clan, do with utmost sincerity proclaim to the will of heaven and earth, to the spirits of the ancestors..."
The moment his voice fell, a crimson-gold beam of divine light erupted from the sky, bathing him in a glow that made him look like a born deity, noble and extraordinary.
In that instant, he felt the will of heaven and earth become almost tangible, drawing incredibly close to him.
The most obvious manifestation was what seemed to be a vast ocean of books opening up before his eyes.
Within it was the endless enlightenment of the Xuan Domain’s heaven and earth.
The Great Sun Golden Crow Dharma Aspect within his body seemed to beat its wings, cross the void, and dive toward a crimson-red region in that ocean of books.
VMM.
VMMMM.
His body trembled, and a look of joy appeared in his eyes.
The familiar feeling was back.
With a sudden jolt, his body shuddered.
Fire Dao Grandmaster!
Incredible. He had actually become a Fire Dao Grandmaster just like that.
The attainment of a Grandmaster was exceedingly rare in the world.
Even most Saints didn’t necessarily possess such a high level of mastery in a specific school.
Because the attainment of a Grandmaster belonged to the Great Sage Realm!
It was easy to imagine why Fang Yang was so overjoyed right now.
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