Chapter 485: Battle of the Xiantian Realm! (3/10, Autumn Subscription)

Xiantian Realm?!

Fang Yue's pupils contracted slightly, but he did not retreat. After a brief pause, he continued walking toward him.

One Houtian First-rate Realm cultivator, his entire body ablaze with flames.

One Xiantian Realm martial artist, gripping a serrated bone sword.

The two faced each other and advanced, their auras surging wildly at the same time!

"Oh?"

Liao Guanjia said with mild surprise, "A mere Houtian Realm cultivator, and you dare face me directly?"

Fang Yue let out a savage grin, his footwork gradually quickening until he broke into a run, like a moving fireball, charging straight at Liao Guanjia!

"Those words should be mine… A mere Xiantian Realm cultivator, who gave you permission to look me in the eye!!"

What an arrogant declaration!?

The moment Liao Guanjia's face darkened, Fang Yue's speed suddenly exploded, launching himself like a cannonball and arriving right in front of Liao Guanjia.

Blazing Fire Heart Method!

Nine-Turn Chain Blade!

The moment he struck, it was Fang Yue's strongest technique!

Flames and wind pressure locked down Liao Guanjia's movements, forming a four-sided sealed zone.

Wind whirled fire, fire whirled wind; the instant Fang Yue's blade came down, a fire tornado swept toward the center.

Liao Guanjia's pupils contracted. An Innate Qi Shield enveloped his body as he simultaneously whipped his sword out in a strike, attacking the descending fire blade.

The fire tornado swept over the pale-white Innate Qi Shield, instantly wearing its thickness down to paper-thin. It flickered twice, then shattered with a roar, exposing him directly to the flames!

At the same moment, the serrated bone sword was raised to block the high-temperature fire blade. As the serrated bone sword's blade grew red and scorching… the high-temperature fire blade sliced straight through the serrated bone sword without any resistance!

"What…"

In that instant of stunned hesitation, the high-temperature fire blade had already hacked into Liao Guanjia's chest.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle!!

The fire blade sliced open Liao Guanjia's chest without any obstruction, carving out a bloody wound, which was then instantly seared shut by the high temperature, leaving a scar! -

357!

Scalding hot blood sprayed out. As Liao Guanjia's face twisted in pain, he gritted his teeth and advanced instead of retreating, closing in on Fang Yue directly—trading injury for injury—and drove his sword straight through Fang Yue's chest.

422!

Hiss—

Amidst the spraying blood.

One man took a blade to the chest, a great gash torn open, his face dark and grim.

The other took a sword through the chest, blood spraying, yet wore a savage grin. Ignoring his wound, he reached out and seized the serrated bone sword.

"Got you!" Fang Yue's savage grin exposed his gums, cold and resolute!

Liao Guanjia, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, said nothing.

Instead, with his free left hand, he grabbed the serrated bone sword and prepared to slash it viciously upward!

That direction was unmistakably where Fang Yue's heart was.

Slanting upward, a damage number '-172' popped up on Fang Yue's body.

If he were allowed to keep slashing toward the heart, the sustained damage plus the final strike to the heart could potentially kill Fang Yue.

Anyone faced with this situation should panic, should fear death!

But Liao Guanjia discovered that Fang Yue showed no reaction at all, merely watching him calmly, as if looking at a dead man, and slowly uttered three words from his mouth.

"Blazing! Fire! Explosion!!"

【Wait…】

What?!

His pupils contracting sharply, Liao Guanjia tried to stop his hand and retreat, but it was already too late!

A blinding flash of fire erupted from Fang Yue's body.

Violent flames surged skyward.

Unstable internal force became fuel stimulating the flames, connecting throughout his entire body, transforming into a massive explosion.

BOOM!!!

As if the earth shook and mountains swayed, as if heaven collapsed and the earth split apart.

Shockwaves rolled, dust flew.

The entire corridor was blasted into pieces, the surrounding walls became rubble, and the surrounding buildings were more than half destroyed.

The entire scene became a complete mess.

And in this explosion, Liao Guanjia's wretched figure was sent flying backward by the Blazing Fire Explosion, tumbling to the ground. He rolled twice before barely stabilizing himself—his body scorched black, blood streaming down his forehead, his breathing growing ragged.

1111!

A martial artist who has broken through to the Xiantian Realm, whether in strength or vitality, receives an enormous boost.

But it hadn't risen to an exaggerated degree.

Right now, Liao Guanjia's Qi and Blood had already dropped to the danger line.

It wasn't that his Xiantian Third-Rate Realm Qi and Blood couldn't withstand the damage.

Rather, the fellow before him—his techniques so powerful, his Force stat so high—was a typical high-attack, low-defense build.

Liao Guanjia's offense was fiercer, the wounds he inflicted more severe, but he couldn't withstand the other's willingness to risk it all!

"Blazing Fire Explosion…"

This was an ability only disciples of the Blazing Fire Sect possessed, and combined with the self-immolating flames burning on Fang Yue's body…

"So you're from the Blazing Fire Sect! Must be a genius among them. Too bad, not enough real combat experience! Facing a Xiantian Warrior whose cultivation is a whole realm above yours, daring to use Blazing Fire Explosion right away — a move that wounds the enemy a thousand and yourself eight hundred — is no different from suicide!"

"Right now, you're on your last breath, don't even have the strength to move a single finger, do you?"

Houtian Realm warriors — Butler Liao had met many, but someone like Fang Yue, whose foundational strength was nearly catching up to the Xiantian Realm, whose basics were solid, whose foundation ran so deep — this was the first time he had ever seen!

This boy cannot be allowed to live!

Watching the smoke and dust disperse, and sure enough, Fang Yue already lying on the ground, unable to move, Butler Liao let out a cold laugh.

The genius disciples of the great sects are mostly like this.

Greenhouse flowers — they think real combat is the same as sparring with fellow disciples? Not saving the killing move for last, but using it right now instead, leaving themselves with no strength to fight on, full of openings — truly stupid enough!

He popped a high-grade pill that rapidly restored Qi and Blood and Internal Breath, feeling his Qi and Blood already recovered to about eighty percent.

Only then did Butler Liao snort coldly, whoosh over to Fang Yue's side in a flash, and slash a sword straight at Fang Yue's neck, preparing to end this battle.

But just at this moment, an unexpected change occurred.

Only to see Fang Yue, who had just been on his last breath, suddenly roll nimbly, actually dodging Butler Liao's precise sword strike, both hands directly grabbing his legs — and in Butler Liao's expression of lowered-head astonishment and shock, Fang Yue grinned savagely.

"Blazing Fire… Explosion!!"

Boom!!!

That day, all the Ning Mansion servants who had rushed over to reinforce saw the light.

The violent blast wave swept through everything, blasting those servants away — some slamming into the ground, some slamming into the walls.

The fierce explosion completely leveled the corridor, which had already been reduced to ruins!

As the firelight and smoke dispersed, there was Butler Liao — clothes tattered, body scorched black, smoke rising from him, whole body trembling, both legs gripped deathly tight by Fang Yue — who flopped forward face-first onto the ground with a thud.

1022!

Only then did Fang Yue pat off the dust and slowly rise to his feet from the ground.

"The Xiantian Realm is nothing special."

【Stop bragging already!! Your Yang lifespan is running out!!】

Fang Yue: …

Can you let me finish cutting the guy down before you pop out!

Useless scrap of parchment, if you hadn't slept so damn soundly, would I have been this wretched, spent so much Yang lifespan on 【Time Rewind】?!

【Hmph, angry! Angry! And you blame me for this too! Next time I won't come out to help you ever again! Every time you wake me from my slumber, do you know how long I need to sleep to make up for it? You don't — you only care about yourself!】

Seeing that the parchment was truly getting a bit angry, Fang Yue hurriedly offered a couple of humble, soothing words, then gathered a Fire Blade and thrust it straight down at the heart position of Butler Liao, who had fallen face-forward onto the ground.

The Fire Blade stabbed down — the serrated bone sword in Butler Liao's hand suddenly trembled violently, and with a whoosh split open into a large spread of white bone, like a Bone Shield that arrived just before the Fire Blade, blocking Butler Liao's back.

And then…

Puchi.

The Fire Blade pierced through the Bone Shield without any obstruction, running Butler Liao through the heart.

555!

(End of this chapter)