Chapter 821

"What!"

Gu Gu Litian had long been prepared for battle, ready to deal with Fang Yu and gain tremendous fame. On the surface, this time he was targeting Ye Fan, but in reality he also intended to slay Fang Yu in one stroke. For he had already received a piece of news — that the current Glorious Light Holy Son had once lost at Fang Yu's hands.

One could well imagine that if he defeated Fang Yu, or even slew him, before the eyes of all, it would bring him a great deal of glory, allow him to climb even higher within the Glorious Light Holy Land, and even replace the Glorious Light Holy Son's position.

He was the disciple of a reclusive Grand Elder; in terms of status, he was actually no inferior to the Glorious Light Holy Son. It was only that the Glorious Light Holy Son's Master was the previous Lord of the Glorious Light Holy Land. If he could slay Fang Yu this time, anything might be reversed.

But when Fang Yu truly made his move, this peerless genius, whom the reclusive Grand Elder had carefully cultivated for many years, felt a terror as vast as the heavens. Even at this moment he could not summon up any fear — his entire mind seemed not to exist; he knew nothing at all.

He could not see, could not hear, but somewhere in the depths, a voice was sounding.

Tribulation, tribulation.

To offend Fang Yu is, of course, to encounter tribulation.

Fang Yu is simply the source of tribulation, the youthful supreme being who commands the tribulations of the world. Anyone who wishes to oppose him must die beneath tribulation.

Divine abilities cannot withstand tribulation.

Once tribulation descends, who can withstand it?

This peerless genius of the Glorious Light Holy Land, this ambitious one who wished to replace the Glorious Light Holy Son, could not even bring forth his ultimate technique before Fang Yu, and was reduced to flying ash by tribulation.

"What?"

"That was a peerless genius of the Four Extremities Secret Realm, and his physical body looked extremely powerful — he must have cultivated a body-tempering secret art. Yet before Fang Yu, he couldn't even bring out his ultimate technique, and was slain just like that?"

"How on earth was this done? Even if I were to strike and slay that Glorious Light Holy Land cultivator, I would need at least several hundred exchanges. He was no weakling — why did he have no power to resist at all before Fang Yu?"

The Holy Sons and Holy Maidens of the various great Holy Lands could hardly believe their own eyes, and one after another regarded Fang Yu as one of the most terrifying of enemies.

Ji Haoyue's eyelids twitched violently.

"If I had gone over just now, wouldn't I already be dead!?"