Chapter 259: Strike Out (Request Subscription)

Yu Yu Zhenzi forced back Zheng Zheng Qi Zi, and suddenly a pitch-black great bow materialized in his hand.

The bow seemed carved from some kind of pitch-black bone, with a terrifying demonic statue carved along its body, its demon head glowing crimson-eyed.

Yu Yu Zhenzi held the bow in his left hand, while in his right, Soul-Extinguishing Demon Flame burned fiercely as he drew the string.

Two peculiar pitch-black flaming arrows materialized.

"Danger!"

Fu Fu Hongyi, who was just one swordstroke away from killing Xue Yuanzi, felt his Sword Heart scream a warning—as if death itself loomed before him!

At the same moment, Hunyuanzi slapped his Lower Dantian and activated his final life-saving trump card.

A five-colored thunder pearl emerged, shaking the thunderclouds, radiating five hues, and exuding terrifying destruction.

It was the fourth-rank Hunyuan Divine Thunder!

The Du Qiankun Sect excelled in Five Elements techniques; Five Elements Thunder was a third-rank skill, while Hunyuan Divine Thunder was a fourth-rank great technique!

Even a Du Qiankun Sect Nascent Soul True Lord would lose years of hard-won cultivation just to condense a single "Hunyuan Divine Thunder Pearl."

Yet as a Nascent Soul seed of the Du Qiankun Sect, Hunyuanzi had naturally been granted one "Hunyuan Divine Thunder Pearl" as his ultimate life-saving safeguard.

Shhh! Shhh!

Almost the instant both reacted, the two pitch-black flaming arrows pierced through space and appeared before them.

Fu Fu Hongyi's entire body oozed blood beads; he immediately used a secret technique to suppress his wounds and unleashed his cultivation power.

His life-bound flying sword was likewise shrouded in crimson, its tip striking the tip of the pitch-black arrow at the last possible millisecond!

Zing!

A piercing roar erupted, followed by a figure being blasted backward.

Fang Xing's spiritual sense swept over it—he saw Fu Fu Hongyi's life-bound sword had lost a chunk of its tip, and even the broken end burned with pitch-black flame!

His face was deathly pale; a fourth-rank talisman in his arms instantly burned away.

Then Fu Fu Hongyi transformed into a silver light and vanished instantly.

"A fourth-rank Great Teleportation Talisman?"

"So he's alive now… but Xue Yu Jianzi really is the weakest of the Five Sons of the Righteous Path…"

Bai Bai Xiaoshu shook his head, muttering.

"This…"

Fang Xing instinctively gave his own side some face: "I heard Xue Yu Jianzi suffered severe injuries in the Righteous-Demonic War against a False Nascent Soul cultivator, and never fully recovered…"

"Ah, so that's why. But Xue Yu Jianzi was only half-step Golden Core to begin with—definitely the weakest of the Five Sons."

Bai Bai Xiaoshu quickly recorded it.

Seeing this, Fang Xing almost felt the urge to draw his sword.

Even if what you say is true, don't you know the truth hurts the most?

"Alright… I'm starting to feel that by the time I reach late Golden Core, I could easily slay Fu Fu Hongyi…"

"The gap between half-step Golden Core and Immortal Golden Core is still immense…"

As Fang Xing mentally grumbled,

Sssss!

In midair, the storm formed by Hunyuan Divine Thunder and Soul-Extinguishing Demon Flame finally dissipated slowly, revealing Hunyuanzi's pale face.

Zzzt! Zzzt!

On the other side, the Ten Thousand Calamity Cultivation Insect finally broke through the Golden Seed Shield, biting down on Jin Gangzi's shoulder.

Jin Gangzi's expression changed instantly; he shot backward as a golden light.

"Die… for me!"

Gu Gu Shenzi's eyes turned blood-red.

He was naturally cruel by nature; enduring this long to face his enemy was all for this moment!

How could a mere ordinary Golden Core compare to prey worthy of the Five Sons of the Righteous Path?

Though… he wouldn't let Fang Xing go either, after this.

Both Righteous and Demonic Golden Core cultivators were locked in chaotic battle, forced to watch out for rogue cultivators and clan Golden Core masters.

Only the Five Sons of the Righteous Path could intervene.

Xue Yu Jianzi had already fled; Hunyuanzi was gravely wounded by the black arrows; Yan Yan Yanzi was entangled with Xue Yuanzi using the Green Phoenix Flag; the only one who could rescue Jin Gangzi was Zheng Zheng Qi Zi!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of turning pages suddenly arose.

Zheng Zheng Qi Zi formed hand seals and channeled cultivation energy into the scroll in his hands.

Countless pages flew through the air, their characters glowing brilliantly, coalescing into a wall of scripture.

The Ten Thousand Calamity Cultivation Insect lunged at the scripture wall, barely gnawing through a few characters, only for more characters to rush over like moths into flame.

"Hah! My Ten Thousand Calamity Cultivation Insect has now matured to near fourth-rank—what can you possibly use to fight me?"

Gu Gu Shenzi formed hand seals, transforming into a mass of emerald poison cloud, composed of countless insects, dense and relentless—determined to kill Jin Gangzi or perish trying.

Meanwhile, Yu Yu Zhenzi drew his black bow again, and another flame-tipped arrow materialized, aimed at Yan Yan Yanzi.

Shhh!

The pitch-black flaming arrow collided midair with the green phoenix, black flame and green phoenix true fire entangling, devouring each other…

Yan Yan Yanzi's forehead was drenched in sweat; wielding the Green Phoenix Flag clearly strained him beyond endurance.

"Aaah!"

At that moment, a scream rang out.

It was Hunyuanzi!

He had already been severely wounded and lost his life-saving "Hunyuan Divine Thunder," and was now struggling through a horde of blood ghosts, trying to retreat back to the Righteous camp.

But without warning, a figure appeared behind him, his arm wreathed in pitch-black "Soul-Extinguishing Demon Flame."

That hand pierced straight through Hunyuanzi's cultivation barrier, burned through a wooden shield the size of a log, plunged into Hunyuanzi's body, and ripped out a golden Immortal Golden Core!

Hunyuanzi of the Five Sons of the Righteous Path—dead!

"Hahahaha!"

Xue Yuanzi laughed loudly, his blood river surging.

This time, no cultivator could stop him—he seized the Divine Nascent Soul Fruit.

A flash of white light.

A vast righteous aura surged skyward.

Zheng Zheng Qi Zi stepped forward, shielding Yan Yan Yanzi and Jin Gangzi behind him, frowning: "Yu Yu Zhenzi… I never thought you could master 'Soul-Extinguishing Demon Flame'!"

Mastering a fourth-rank technique at Golden Core level was already astonishing.

Though limited by cultivation and energy, it couldn't match the power of a Nascent Soul True Lord, yet it was more than enough to dominate the Golden Core realm.

"Do you want to leave on your own… or shall I send you off?"

Yu Yu Zhenzi stood with arms crossed, clad in black robes, truly embodying the demeanor of a demonic patriarch.

In truth, had he not lacked the Ten Thousand Manifestations Demon Son's Ten Thousand Manifestations Unpredictable Array, he might have tried to trap all Five Sons of the Righteous Path here!

"Three Divine Nascent Soul Fruits remain… you must give at least one to the Righteous Path, or else…"

Zheng Zheng Qi Zi's face was pale: "Then let's just destroy them all… the Divine Nascent Soul Fruit cannot be destroyed until separated from the Nine Yuan Nascent Soul Vine, but once separated, all bets are off."

"Hah! We Demonic Path must show your Five Sects some face… fine. After we take two, you may come for the rest."

Yu Yu Zhenzi laughed heartily, not pushing the Righteous Path too far.

"Let's go!"

Zheng Zheng Qi Zi transformed into a white light, enveloping Yan Yan Yanzi and Jin Gangzi, vanishing to some unknown location to heal.

The remaining Righteous cultivators followed suit, and the battlefield suddenly cleared.

Aside from the Demonic Path's dominance, only scattered rogue cultivators remained, and the ground was littered with corpses.

Fang Xing and Bai Bai Xiaoshu, this pair of onlookers, instantly became glaringly obvious.

"Almost time…"

Fang Xing glanced at the Demonic camp and saw that the previous battles had claimed many lives—now only five late Golden Core True Core cultivators remained.

Along with Yu Yu Zhenzi, Xue Yuanzi, and Gu Gu Shenzi—the three Demonic Six Heroes.

"I've seen all their fourth-rank trump cards…"

"Theoretically, aside from Yu Yu Zhenzi, none of the rest require caution…"

If the Ten Righteous-Demonic Sons had attacked with all their power, Fang Xing would still need caution.

But now only the Demonic Path remains…

Fang Xing felt that his role as the Righteous Path's Nascent Soul Sword Lord was finally due to intervene and uphold justice!

"Hahahaha! This time, our Demonic Path has won a great victory! When we condense our Nascent Souls, we'll slaughter every last one of the Righteous Path!"

Xue Yuanzi tucked away the Divine Nascent Soul Fruit, laughing, roaring, howling…

Yu Yu Zhenzi narrowed his eyes, gazing at the rogue and clan Golden Core cultivators, his expression unreadable.

Only Gu Gu Shenzi flew straight toward Fang Xing: "You killed my men… this time, young master won't let you live—I'll throw you into the Ten Thousand Cultivation Cavern and let you suffer endlessly before death!"

"Look… his blood calamity is about to manifest, isn't it?"

Fang Xing said to Bai Bai Xiaoshu beside him, smiling faintly, and flicked his finger.

The shadow of his life-bound sword instantly flew out and landed in his hand, transforming his aura completely.

A piercing sharpness surged skyward, as if even the Divine Nascent Soul Cliff's seals would be split in two.

The vast, boundless surge of magical power resembled an ocean, filling every Golden Core cultivator with dread: "Nascent Soul?! How is this possible?!"

Shhh!

A flash of sword light pierced the True Energy shield of the Insect God Disciple, lightly circling his neck.

Before the Insect God Disciple could react, his head fell off.

In his Lower Dantian's sea of Qi, a peculiar healing insect was about to activate, even if his head were severed, it would reattach it.

But at the same moment, a vast, overwhelming sword intent descended, shredding the majority of the insects into fragments.

Only the spider-like "Ten-Thousand Poisons Insect" turned entirely crimson, impervious to the remaining sword qi.

It began to turn on its master, even after his death.

"Go!"

Fang Xing had long known that insect-wielding cultivators were hard to deal with, especially the troubles they caused after death, so he had prepared in advance.

A puppet carried the two halves of the Insect God Disciple's body, racing swiftly beyond the restrictions.

A flash of sword light struck, briefly halting the nearly fourth-rank Ten-Thousand Calamities Insect.

Instantly, the Ten-Thousand Calamities Insect turned on its master and chased after the Insect God Disciple's corpse.

Before this, Fang Xing had already taken the Insect God Disciple's storage bag.

This killing, luring away the Ten-Thousand Calamities Insect, and securing the storage bag—all happened in the blink of an eye.

Bai Xiao Shu merely saw Fang Xing fly out, then the Insect God Disciple died; he could only stare in shock: "Truly a blood disaster!"

"The Insect God Disciple actually…"

Xue Yuan Zi knew something was wrong; he shook his Blood God Flag, and a river of blood enclosed him completely.

Such a powerhouse—even in his prime, he would have fled at the mere rumor of encountering one.

Not to mention he had just endured a series of great battles, his vital energy severely damaged, and his fury boiling over: "Nascent Soul True Lord? You, a Nascent Soul True Lord, not only personally joined the fray to ambush the weak, but hid until now?!"

Xue Yuan Zi knew that if this opponent had revealed himself at the start, he would have drawn attacks from both orthodox and demonic factions.

But now…

He felt as if he were facing an incomparably sharp, peerless longsword—yet utterly alone, with no aid.

"Go!"

Fang Xing spoke not another word, merely swinging his sword.

One sword, radiant and majestic, summoned the momentum of heaven and earth, as if all of creation were crushing down upon Xue Yuan Zi.

The torrential sword qi surged like a celestial river, overwhelming and burying the river of blood beneath it.

—Sword Intent has become Momentum!

"Save me!"

Xue Yuan Zi had barely time to send a mental cry of two words when countless blood shields were pierced; a bloodline appeared on his third eye, and he collapsed helplessly…