Chapter 376

Clatter.

The sea waves rose and fell, suddenly moving, stirring up monstrous giant waves.

Suddenly, the giant waves exploded again, turning into raindrops filling the sky.

Above the sky.

Pitch-black Heaven and Earth spiritual energy gathered, like a giant lake.

Inside the pitch-black giant lake, there was another flash of fiery red light, and within the fiery red light, dots of silver light were mixed in, poking a gap in the giant lake...

Countless pitch-black spiritual energy evaporated, forming a terrifying tide of Heaven and Earth spiritual energy...

The battle of Spirit Severing, for ordinary cultivators, is no different from a natural disaster.

"It really is the 'Lingkong Sword Scripture'!"

Meng Laomo Meng, in a black robe with wide sleeves fluttering, as a power that had been hostile to the Sword Sect for who knows how many years, was naturally very familiar with the Sword Sect's Void Refinement legacy.

The battle between Spirit Severing cultivators starts with comparing their manipulation of Heaven and Earth spiritual energy.

Originally, Meng Laomo Meng thought he could easily defeat his opponent.

But he didn't expect that Fang Xing's insights into laws were actually quite good. Although Meng Laomo Meng could occupy a certain advantage by relying on his deep magic power and higher realm, he could not achieve a crushing effect.

This was a very unbelievable thing for a late-stage Spirit Severing cultivator.

After all, late-stage Spirit Severing cultivators are honored as "Heavenly Venerables" precisely because they possess the ability to kill early-stage Spirit Severing cultivators!

But this newly ascended Island Master of Master Mingkun Island was clearly different.

Not to mention, there was also that fifth-grade body cultivator holding him back...

Thinking of this, Meng Laomo Meng formed a hand seal with one hand, and a strange pitch-black jade pendant flew out from his sleeve.

On the jade pendant, countless tiny fluorescent runes flowed, forming the shape of a strange three-headed bird.

"Go!"

Meng Laomo Meng injected magic power, and the light on the pitch-black jade pendant flashed, turning into a pitch-black strange bird several dozen zhang long. Its feathers were as sharp as swords, and from the three strange heads, it sprayed black lightning, poisonous water, and green fire respectively...

The three-colored radiance was like a tide, instantly drowning Fang Xing's true body on the other side...

But the next instant.

A figure rushed directly out of the tide, his whole body's blood energy like a dragon and a furnace, actually directly pushing aside the black lightning, poisonous water, and green fire...

The strength of his physique was simply the greatest Meng Laomo Meng had ever seen.

Probably only those ancient demons who excelled in physical strength were qualified to compare.

Screech!

The three-headed strange bird entangled with Fang Xing, and one feather after another fell from its body, like flying swords, stabbing at Fang Xing's true body and erupting with a harsh, loud sound.

Crack! Crack!

One pitch-black feather after another snapped, and then... Fang Xing stretched out his palm slightly, and a golden giant hand suddenly appeared above the sky.

It was brilliant in color, like true gold, and also controlled the power of the five elements, falling down with a boom, firmly imprisoning the three-headed strange bird; it was none other than Five-Finger Mountain!

Fang Xing's five fingers closed one after another, and the terrifying giant palm closed instantly.

The three-headed strange bird inside let out a mournful cry, and layers of black light collapsed, revealing the pitch-black jade pendant at the very center, which was casually suppressed by Fang Xing and put into his bosom.

"Hmm?"

Meng Laomo Meng saw this and was naturally shocked: "Fifth-grade mid-grade, or even fifth-grade high-grade body cultivator?"

His heart was full of surprise.

After all, in the Zheng Qian-Yuan Great World, body cultivation had never been the mainstream.

To have a fifth-grade low-grade body cultivator appear, comparable to early-stage Spirit Severing, had already surprised him a bit.

But judging from Fang Xing's previous effortless moves, he was far from being just a simple fifth-grade low-grade body cultivator.

"Upper realm legacy? Or someone who obtained the mantle of another great divine ability cultivator when descending to this realm?"

Meng Laomo Meng quickly made some guesses about Fang Xing's identity, but it didn't matter.

Which cultivator who can cultivate to Spirit Severing doesn't have a few strange encounters?

"So what if it is?"

Fang Xing stepped into the air, and the void seemed to twist because of it, presenting terrifying ripples.

Following that, his figure arrived above Meng Laomo Meng's head in an instant, pressing down with one palm.

The Buddha Head and Filth of the Tathagata Divine Palm!

At the same time, his martial will was vast and mighty, yet invisible and intangible, instantly falling into Meng Laomo Meng's sea of consciousness.

Such old demon heads have astonishing fighting methods and incredibly rich experience; they have long since cultivated divine sense defense secret arts and even possess fifth-grade soul defense treasures!

But in the three layers of the soul, a cultivator's divine sense only touches the outermost layer of soul power.

It is fundamentally difficult to block attacks on the middle layer of the will.

Therefore, as soon as Fang Xing's martial will came out, even though Meng Laomo Meng was a late-stage Spirit Severing demonic cultivator, he couldn't help but fall into a moment of bewilderment.

Following that...

A Tathagata Divine Palm descended from the sky, landing on Meng Laomo Meng's head.

Swish!

Bronze lamps appeared one after another, and inside them were the mournful cries of Nascent Soul spiritual bodies.

It was actually Meng Laomo Meng's life-bound treasure, automatically becoming spiritual to protect its master!

Boom!

A scorching sun erupted above the sea level, directly evaporating the infinite seawater and revealing the dried-up seabed.

Even on the seabed, a hemispherical giant crater appeared!

But Fang Xing saw this and frowned.

Swish!

The cultivation clone slashed casually with his sword, parting the water vapor and dust filling the sky, revealing Meng Laomo Meng in the center of the giant crater.

His state at this moment was very wrong.

Not only was he covered in purple-black scales, but demonic light also emerged from his eyes, and a small horn even grew out of the top of his head.

It was just that at this moment, that small horn had snapped in half. "This is... demonization?"

Fang Xing nodded: "The physique of an Ancient Demon is indeed not bad... If you were just an ordinary Spirit Severing cultivator, or even just a fifth-grade body cultivator, you would have already died under that palm just now."

When he pressed down with his palm earlier, he already felt something was wrong.

Although he broke Meng Laomo Meng's protective treasure, the remaining palm power landed on Meng Laomo Meng's head and was actually blocked by a layer of hard scales and magic horns.

"Now it seems that you have long since fallen into the demonic path... Could it be that the Spirit Severing Venerable of the Wuji Hall back then discovered your secret and was then secretly harmed by you?"

In a flash of lightning, Fang Xing understood many things.

At the same time, he was also clear about his own strength.

'The cultivation clone has only just broken through to Spirit Severing; to face such Spirit Severing Heavenly Venerables, the true body must take action personally.'

'Even if my true body breaks through to Martial God, my combat power is astonishing, and fighting mid-stage Spirit Severing cultivators is very easy... but against late-stage Spirit Severing, I can only use the advantage of my will to catch them off guard... Originally, ordinary Spirit Severing Heavenly Venerables certainly couldn't withstand my three moves, but I didn't expect this Meng Laomo Meng to still have trump cards!'

The so-called "demonization" naturally refers to demonic cultivators actively transforming into Ancient Demons.

It sounds simple, but it is very difficult to do; not only does it require the cultivator to practice top-tier demonic cultivation techniques, but they must also obtain a large amount of "True Demon Blood" from an Ancient Demon to truly wash the marrow and change the blood, transforming the essence of life.

If it were just a weak Nascent Soul chicken, the Ancient Demon certainly wouldn't be willing.

But if they could demonize and win over a Spirit Severing Yu Tianzun of the Wuji Hall, the benefits would be quite considerable.

And Meng Laomo Meng, after demonization, not only had deep magic power, but his physique was also very astonishing, at least reaching the fifth-grade mid-grade level, or even higher!

Of course, the biggest benefit was the extension of his lifespan; he could live for at least three thousand years!

Fang Xing's true body now had to be careful when dealing with him.

"So what if you know? Even if the ancestors blame me... after I break through to Void Refinement, I will only ascend to the Demon Realm and will not go to the Spirit Realm again."

Meng Laomo Meng formed hand seals with both hands, and his figure changed drastically!

Not only did his stature grow to nearly three meters amidst the sound of cracking joints, but the scales on his body and the fangs in his mouth also became sharper.

'Blackening makes you ten times stronger, washing white makes you three parts weaker...'

Fang Xing's true body grumbled inwardly, then his figure flashed, arriving in front of Meng Laomo Meng.

Bang bang!

Both sides exchanged punches and kicks, allowing their physical strength to be unleashed wantonly.

After a bout of entanglement, Fang Xing knew clearly in his heart that if his true body wanted to take down Meng Laomo Meng, he would have to go through a bitter battle.

Rather than that, it would be better to...

"Good nephew, you block for a while, I'm off."

Fang Xing's true body shouted, and a silver-white talisman appeared in his hand, and his whole person disappeared instantly.

"Hmm? Such a brilliant escape talisman, could it be a fifth-grade, or even sixth-grade item?"

Meng Laomo Meng turned into his demon form, preparing to tear Fang Xing's true body apart, but he didn't expect his true body to run so fast.

He turned around and looked at Fang Xing's cultivation clone, his eyes seemingly filled with disdain.

Following that, he waved his hand casually.

Boom!

Terrifying demonic energy emerged, turning into a pitch-black lion, spraying a ball of light from its blood-red mouth.

Inside the ball of light, there were countless runes, swimming around like tadpoles.

"That elder of yours is truly shameless; unable to defeat me, he actually ran away directly."

He looked at Fang Xing's cultivation clone, his words carrying a trace of power to make others submit: "Now that only you, an early-stage Spirit Severing, are left, do you still want to escape from my hands?"

Roar roar!

As soon as the words fell, that huge ball of light rushed towards Fang Xing!

Fang Xing smiled slightly.

Now that he was in Blue Star, it would take a little more time to pilot the Black Death.

Fortunately, as the principal of Blue Star, it wasn't a big problem for him to build a few secret underground air-raid shelters, and before today's battle, he had naturally made preparations.

Now, it was the cultivation clone's turn to buy some time.

Clang!

The sound of a sword rose suddenly.

The Rotten Iron Sword appeared in his hand, and Fang Xing merged his spirit with Heaven and Earth, drawing on the Heaven and Earth spiritual energy to turn it into a single sword strike!

Heaven and Earth suddenly turned white!

A sword light, subtle to the extreme, lightly swept past the ball of light and the pitch-black lion.

The next instant.

Whether it was the ball of light or the pitch-black lion, they were actually crumbling and disintegrating, returning to the most essential Heaven and Earth spiritual energy.

The sword light did not diminish in momentum, flying towards Meng Laomo Meng.

"One sword breaks ten thousand laws?"

Meng Laomo Meng snorted coldly, forming hand seals with both hands, chanting complex and awkward Ancient Demon language in his mouth.

In front of him, a pitch-black shield appeared, and the magic power of late-stage Spirit Severing was frantically injected into it.

The "One Sword Breaks Wan Fa" of a Spirit Severing Sword Venerable is not so easy to crack.

However, the Wuji Hall and the Primordial Yuan Shen Jian Zong have been enemies for many years and have long since accumulated rich experience.

Although "One Sword Breaks Wan Fa" is very sharp, it can also be defeated by brute force.

With his deep magic power at the late stage of Spirit Severing, he could completely exhaust Fang Xing to death!

Not to mention, this "Meta-Magnetic Shield" looked ordinary, but it actually hid a "Two-Yi Meta-Magnetic Divine Light" inside, enough to make those sword cultivators suffer a good deal.

Swish!

Seeing that the sword light was about to land on the Meta-Magnetic Shield, a smile appeared on the corner of Fang Xing's mouth.

Silver light flashed!

The Rotten Iron Sword actually dived directly into the void, as if teleporting, bypassing countless defenses and appearing directly in front of Meng Laomo Meng!

This was the "Taixu Flying Sword Technique" he had improved!

In essence, it still used the Taixu to flicker, similar to Nascent Soul teleportation, and was more than a notch better than directly shattering the void.

(End of chapter)