Chapter 1242

Si Heng Shenjun admitted that when he was young, he liked fighting, read little, had insufficient knowledge of history, and often took unofficial histories as official ones.

His colleagues privately called him the Illiterate Shenjun.

But so what? The Emperor praised him for having "no distracting thoughts and advancing fearlessly"—could anyone else receive such praise from the Emperor? Those who call him illiterate are just jealous of him!

"Ask me anything—I know everything!" Si Heng Shenjun fumed, his hair standing on end.

"What is the Xin Huo Dynasty?"

"I don't know."

"What effect does the embryonic form of the Reincarnation Dao Fruit have?"

"I don't know."

"What does the Zhongtian Emperor want the embryonic form of the Reincarnation Dao Fruit for?"

"I don't know." Si Heng Shenjun grew increasingly flustered the more he spoke, as if he couldn't answer a single question.

"Where is the Zhongtian Emperor?"

"I know this one……Wait, you're trying to trick me into talking!"

Lu Yang and the two others felt deeply regretful, realizing how they had reacted.

The appearance of Lu Yang and the two others gave everyone great confidence—both sides in the battle were legendary figures, and it was said that the older one is, the stronger one becomes. Moreover, Lu Yang's side had more people, so naturally they held the advantage.

Mu Baiyi, however, was worried, having long heard that the embryonic form of the Dao Fruit possessed all kinds of incredible divine abilities, and that a half-immortal facing someone in the Tribulation Transcendence stage would be completely overwhelmed. Seeing this today confirmed it—although Lu Yang and the others were talented and accomplished at a young age, they were ultimately in the Tribulation Transcendence stage, and it remained uncertain whether they could defeat Si Heng Shenjun.

I hope they have a trump card capable of defeating Si Heng Shenjun.

"Everyone, fall back!"

Mu Baiyi shouted loudly, maintaining order and directing the disciples to withdraw, for a battle at the Tribulation Transcendence stage could destroy heaven and earth—remaining in place would be courting death.

"You're courting death!" Si Heng Shenjun exploded in rage. Whether these two were from the Tianting Sect or not, it didn't matter—without a Dao protector, they were no match for him either way!

"Weak Water Staff Technique!"

Si Heng Shenjun waved his long staff, and mist gradually appeared around him.

"I'd like to see what use this soft, feeble staff technique could have!" Meng Jingzhou attacked fearlessly, charging forward. As a peak Tribulation Transcendence body cultivator, he could sweep aside the current era—no cultivator dared to engage him in close combat.

The moment Meng Jingzhou's fists touched the staff, he realized what Si Heng Shenjun was planning: this staff technique imitated "water," using softness to overcome hardness, capable of dissolving an opponent's force.

But can you actually dissolve it!

Meng Jingzhou's aura shifted—he now seemed like an emperor ruling over all under heaven, looking down on everyone else.

Supreme Sovereign Fist!

Si Heng Shenjun instantly felt the increase in the opponent's force; even though he used the staff technique to dissolve it, his arms still went numb.

What kind of monster is this!

"Hahaha, with this level of skill, you dare to call yourself a Shenjun?"

"Old Lu, look what I said earlier—there's no need to beat around the bush with this kind of person; just beat him up and he'll spill everything."

"Even the prisoners in our jail are stronger than you."

As Si Heng Shenjun grew angrier and angrier, like a maddened male lion, Lu Yang seized the moment when Si Heng Shenjun's attention was fully focused on Old Meng, pointing his Azure Edge Sword at him. Si Heng Shenjun's body lost control, and with a thud he knelt on the ground, his kneeling posture perfectly standard.

Meng Jingzhou had been waiting for this opportunity—his fist technique exploded, unleashing consecutive punches, each capable of shattering stars, all landing on Si Heng Shenjun's face, leaving him utterly disfigured.

"This isn't just illiteracy—your combat skills are also terrible."

"You can talk big, but I hope you're just as tough-mouthed when fighting your own shadow!"

Si Heng Shenjun kept retreating while locking onto Meng Jingzhou, activating the Yin-Yang Dao Fruit embryonic form. During the exchange, he noticed the opponent's yang energy was so abundant it bordered on absurd—even a pure yang immortal body would fall short.

"Come on, come on—I want to see what kind of shadow you can produce!" Meng Jingzhou said, full of confidence in himself.

Space twisted, and the shadow of Meng Jingzhou gradually condensed. Compared to the real Meng Jingzhou, its face was softer, its hair flowed freely, its posture graceful and elegant, every movement carrying an indescribable charm, and its chest was swollen and full.

"How is it a woman?!" Si Heng Shenjun exclaimed, staring at the shadow of Meng Jingzhou.

Then he turned to the real Meng Jingzhou: "Actually, are you a woman?"

"Bullshit!" This time it was Meng Jingzhou's turn to fly into a rage.

Lu Yang stroked his chin and roughly understood: the Ninth Immortal had said he could change Old Meng's pure yang constitution into pure yin, though it would also require changing his gender—something Old Meng had refused.

Si Heng Shenjun's Yin-Yang Dao Fruit embryonic form could create a completely opposite person—that is, it had produced a pure yin version of Old Meng, thus fulfilling the Ninth Immortal's words.

Seeing his own pure yin form, Meng Jingzhou became furious—he didn't even need the shadow to approach him; he charged forward and began fighting his own shadow.

Today I will definitely decide the outcome!

Si Heng Shenjun's gaze fell on Lu Yang: "Now it's your turn!"

Si Heng Shenjun repeated his old tactic, reactivating the Yin-Yang Dao Fruit embryonic form.

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Lu Yang remained calm and unhurried, employing a rarely used supreme divine art of cause and effect: "Inverting Yin and Yang."

Originally, Si Heng Shenjun had locked onto Lu Yang, and at the very moment he was about to create a completely opposite shadow, he detected a shift in yin and yang—it was as if he had become another person entirely, rendering his earlier preparations completely useless.

"Changing yin and yang—so what? I want to see how many times you can do it!"

Si Heng Shenjun reactivated the Yin-Yang Dao Fruit embryonic form, and Lu Yang continued to employ Inverting Yin and Yang.

After repeating this several times, Si Heng Shenjun nearly burst into curses; if this stalemate continued, they'd fight until tomorrow with no result.

"You thought mastering cause-and-effect divine arts meant I had no way to deal with you!"

His Yin-Yang Dao Fruit embryonic form still had other uses.

Si Heng Shenjun's left and right hands respectively produced black flames and floating ice crystals. Compared to the immortal fire and mysterious ice created by the Ninth Immortal, this was naturally far inferior—but this move alone was enough to put a Tribulation Transcendence cultivator in a life-or-death crisis!

Yet Lu Yang feared nothing. Facing the incoming endless flames, he slightly trembled his Azure Edge Sword, deploying layers of sword qi to envelop and imprison the flames.

The ice crystals transformed into countless ice cones stabbing toward Lu Yang; upon contact, they immediately froze his body rigid—a lethal threat in equal-level combat!

Lu Yang waved his Azure Edge Sword—within three feet, nothing could approach him; any ice cone that came near was split in two by his sword.

"This is impossible—what kind of sword is this!"

Even if it were a sword of immortal treasure grade, it could not possibly ignore the extreme cold of the ice cone, unless it were an immortal sword!

But in this world, only two people can forge immortal swords: one is Ying Tian Xian, the other is Emperor Wu Yao of Yu, both mysterious and unfathomable, unseen throughout the ages, and our Great Qian Dynasty does not even possess a single immortal sword!

Lu Yang revealed a smile full of deep meaning but with no actual substance, allowing Shengheng Shenjun to comprehend it on his own.

Shengheng Shenjun could not afford to think too much; he sensed a dense crisis from Lu Yang's sword technique, and even a slight mistake would mean separation of head and body.

What sword technique is this, so exquisite and unparalleled!

Not far away, the observing Chi Sect Master watched for a long time, then hesitated and asked the two beside him: "Do you feel that the sword technique of Young Sect Master Lu is very similar to Lu Yang's Immortal Sword Manual, which we have also seen in the far north?"

Mu Mu Baiyi and Liu Zhen, upon hearing this, instantly changed expression, hurriedly threw the Chi Sect Master to the ground, and tightly covered his mouth.

With your eyes open, who could fail to see that Young Sect Master Lu is displaying the Immortal Sword Manual—what that signifies goes without saying.

But can such a thing be spoken aloud!

Even while fighting, Lu Yang could still pay attention to his surroundings, heard the Chi Sect Master's words, turned his head, and revealed a gentle smile.

"Oh dear, I originally wanted to keep acting for a while longer, but Chi Sect Master, you just had to say it out—now what am I to do?"

(End of Chapter)