Chapter 329

This swirling tornado was no ordinary wind, but seemed to embody a calamity.

That wind was a calamity-laden wind, forged from the primordial source of heaven and earth's calamities; a single gust could reduce a cultivator's body to ash.

"Zhao Xuanyi, you dare use the Three Calamities, Nine Trials' Black Sun Wind Calamity against my Yuhua Sect disciples? Right before my eyes, you kill a member of my Fang family? Then I shall gladly learn your Taiyi Sect's Three Calamities, Nine Trials."

At that moment, Fang Yu directly extended a finger and struck the storm with a bolt of lightning, instantly rescuing Fang Han, his face wearing a cold sneer.

"Hmm?"

Seeing this, Zhao Xuanyi seemed stunned—he had not expected that his Golden Core Realm Black Sun Wind Calamity would be shattered so easily by Fang Yu, failing even to kill Fang Han.

How could this be?

"Zhao Xuanyi's Great Sun Wind Calamity launched a sudden ambush to kill Fang Han of Yuhua Sect, yet was instantly shattered by Fang Yu—what cultivation has Fang Yu practiced to dismantle Taiyi Sect's Black Sun Wind Calamity?"

"Black Sun Wind Calamity, Great Sun Fire Calamity, Doomsday Heavenly Calamity—these are Taiyi Sect's secret arts, each an ultimate divine ability that has slain countless powerful beings throughout history. Yet now they've failed—I must record this moment and report it to the Zhang Sect."

"Where did Yuhua Sect produce such a heavenly prodigy? Such immense fortune—frightening, frightening."

The onlookers all murmured among themselves, and Zhao Xuanyi, hearing their whispers, grew even colder. He glanced at the Demon Marshal, then at Fang Yu: "Fang Yu, you're merely a lowly Yuhua Sect true disciple—you lack the qualifications to fight me. Come, face me together with the Demon Marshal. I'll see if the Xiantianmo Sect and Yuhua Sect combined can withstand my Taiyi Sect's Three Calamities, Nine Trials, and the Twelve Supreme Xuan Methods."

As Zhao Xuanyi spoke, he remained still, as if waiting for something.

"You? Can you even master the Three Calamities, Nine Trials? Even mastering two of the Three Calamities and four or five of the Nine Trials would be impressive—if you'd mastered them all, you'd have long since reversed fate, reached the 10th Stage of Divine Abilities, and wouldn't still be lingering here spouting nonsense."

The Demon Marshal burst into laughter. "Zhao Xuanyi, your opponent is me, not Yuhua Sect. If you have the ability, fight me alone—or dare to enter the Taiyuan Immortal Mansion. Whoever reaches its depths proves superior; the loser shall commit suicide. What do you say?"

Zhao Xuanyi's expression changed instantly. Taiyi Sect had long studied the Taiyuan Immortal Mansion—no one could force entry; even a Longevity Secret Realm expert entering would be trapped, their body and Dao destroyed.

In the past three thousand years, five or six Longevity Secret Realm experts had perished inside the Taiyuan Immortal Mansion!

To enter it, he knew his cultivation was insufficient.

"Zhao Xuanyi, why would I need the Demon Marshal to deal with you? I alone am enough. I am a true disciple of Yuhua Sect, a righteous Xiandao Sect cultivator. Today, I shall defeat you, subdue you, and even take you back to Yuhua Sect to beg for forgiveness—for you dared to strike unprovoked against my Yuhua Sect true disciple, against a member of my Fang family. I must punish you severely, or you will stray further into darkness."

Fang Yu's voice rang through the arena, echoing into the ears of disciples from other Xiandao Sect Sects and Taiyi Sect's top disciples, causing their expressions to shift again.

"This Fang Yu of Yuhua Sect speaks with great arrogance—he's a Heavenly Man Realm cultivator, yet claims he'll capture Zhao Xuanyi and bring him back to Yuhua Sect? This seems truly…"

"Arrogant, indeed too arrogant. The gap between Heavenly Man Realm and Golden Core Realm is immense. But does this Fang Yu truly believe that breaking six True Persons' joint assault grants him the power to oppose Zhao Xuanyi?"

"Still, he does have grounds for arrogance—did you see how easily he shattered Zhao Xuanyi's Black Sun Wind Calamity? Clearly, this Yuhua Sect true disciple possesses real skill."

"The scene has truly become lively. Zhao Xuanyi demanded Fang Yu and the Demon Marshal fight together—clearly with ill intent. If they attack as a group, he can immediately accuse them of colluding with demonic forces to kill Xiandao Sect disciples. Fang Yu knows this, so he declares he'll face Zhao Xuanyi alone to capture him, while the Demon Marshal proposes a duel in the Taiyuan Immortal Mansion—whoever survives wins. Now Zhao Xuanyi is caught between a rock and a hard place."

Some disciples murmured among themselves.

Zhao Xuanyi's original scheme was vile—he sought to frame them—but Fang Yu saw through it and declared he would capture Zhao Xuanyi and take him back to Yuhua Sect!

This was intolerable. Zhao Xuanyi was a proud Taiyi Sect disciple—if captured and dragged back to Yuhua Sect, Taiyi Sect's honor would be utterly shattered.

"Fang Yu, you are excellent—excellent indeed. You dare speak such treasonous words to me. Even if Hua Tiandu of your Yuhua Sect arrived now, he could not save you."

Zhao Xuanyi was indeed enraged. He sized up Fang Yu, then raised a hand—suddenly summoning a massive Black Sun Storm.

Fang Yu's expression remained calm. He too raised a hand, and a pagoda appeared in his palm.

The moment this pagoda appeared, the void itself grew pure. All could see it brimmed with infinite Yang energy, like a realm of pure Yang.

Countless mysteries, myriad runes, and terrifying power erupted from this pagoda.

This was none other than Fang Yu's lower-grade Dao Artifact: the Xuantian Zhenmo Pagoda!

"What? He possesses a Dao Artifact!"

"Indeed a Dao Artifact—and a pure Yang Dao Artifact. This Fang Yu owns a Dao Artifact? Even our Rizhui Sword Sect's Elders have none."

"Dao Artifact, Dao Artifact—a treasure that has become Dao. Rare beyond measure. The world already treasures peerless magic treasures, yet Fang Yu possesses a Dao Artifact, a pure, unadulterated pure Yang Dao Artifact—the symbol of Xiandao Sect!"

"True. Look at Fang Han—he wields the Blood Heavens, radiating endless slaughter, making him seem demonic. But now that Fang Yu summons this pure Yang pagoda, he instantly becomes a righteous cultivator—no one can call him demonic."

"Exactly. I heard Hua Tiandu, Yuhua Sect's eldest disciple, possesses a pure Yang pagoda too—but only a peerless magic treasure. Yet Fang Yu has a Dao Artifact."

"Now Zhao Xuanyi is in danger."

The moment Fang Yu summoned the pure Yang Dao Artifact, every gaze shifted. All—Taiyi Sect disciples, other Xiandao Sect disciples, even the Demon Marshal—faced changed.

A pure Yang Dao Artifact could indeed decide the outcome of a battle.

Despite Zhao Xuanyi's earlier Black Sun Wind Calamity, that divine ability would have no effect against a Dao Artifact.

Zhao Xuanyi's face turned grim.

Because he himself owned no Dao Artifact.

"Zhao Xuanyi, kneel. Let me subdue you and take you to Yuhua Sect."

Fang Yu's voice rang out.

He held the Xuantian Zhenmo Pagoda aloft, resembling a divine being.