Chapter 914: Great Battle
Chapter 914: Great Battle
With Fang Xi's Divine Consciousness, he could already perceive a purple-robed, dragon-horned middle-aged man striding over.
His movement technique was incomparably bizarre; every step left streaks of afterimages in the void.
That wasn't due to his escape speed being excessively fast, but rather he seemed to have performed a strange temporal leap.
From the previous moment, he directly arrived at the position of the next moment!
"What profound comprehension of temporal laws. . ."
In Fang Xi's heart, he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration: "It really is. . . the Ancestral Dragon?"
Behind the Ancestral Dragon, three great demon race True Spirits also followed.
Terrifying demonic qi soared into the sky, seemingly able to rip apart the firmament.
Qingxu Tongzi let out an alarmed cry, discovering that several core points of his 'Black Heaven Illusion Array' had, at some unknown point, begun to groan under unbearable strain.
He suddenly looked up, only to see that purple-robed, dragon-horned, dignified-faced middle-aged man gathering his five fingers and unleashing a punch.
Threads of inexplicable temporal laws were mixed within his fist wind, landing within the black mist.
Countless runes instantly exploded.
At the array's foundation, array discs, one after another, seemed to have endured the erosion of long historical ages, becoming incredibly decrepit and shattering into pieces.
In the blink of an eye, this grand array was declared broken, revealing four human race Mahayana cultivators.
"Impossible!"
Qingxu Tongzi saw the dragon-horned middle-aged man and couldn't help but exclaim: "His face is identical to those in our clan's portraits, but didn't the Ancestral Dragon ascend long ago?"
"The power of time is incredibly rich; it appears to be some kind of creation of temporal laws. . ."
A sharp glint flashed in Fang Xi's eyes as he said.
"Qing Hezi? !"
The Ancestral Dragon's gaze swept over Qingxu Tongzi, Che Xuanyuan, and the Bu-surname Mahayana, then fixed on Fang Xi.
In his hand, a purple dragon scale appeared.
On this dragon scale, threads of temporal laws gathered, making its edge incomparably sharp, like a flying blade.
"So the demon race's final trump card is the Ancestral Dragon?"
Fang Xi raised his hand and gestured, summoning his 'Two Modes Jade Gui'. This Immortal Abode Rare Treasure transformed into a Yin-Yang Taiji diagram of swirling black and white qi, guarding his surroundings, while secretly, he had already raised his vigilance to the extreme.
Suddenly!
His expression changed; the void around him subtly shifted, and his upper body twisted in a bizarre posture.
Pu!
A light blade flew past, its tail end grazing Fang Xi's chest, emitting a sound like metal striking metal.
Then, it cut through his Dharma robe and his chest. . . causing threads of fresh red blood to seep out.
"Hmm? You can actually dodge this Old Man's 'Dragon Scale Flying Blade'?"
A hint of surprise flashed in the Ancestral Dragon's eyes: "It seems your attainment in temporal laws is similarly extraordinary; otherwise, you absolutely couldn't have sensed that trace of time-disorderly power. . . Not only that, your Body Cultivation is also quite good."
"Time-disorderly art. . ."
Fang Xi looked again at the Ancestral Dragon's hand, discovering that the scale on it was still there!
It had already left his hand in the future, but at this moment, it was still considered its 'past'.
The past is immutable, the future can be changed!
Therefore, this 'Dragon Scale Flying Blade' could be unleashed countless more times; as long as it couldn't be resisted even once, it would be an extremely dangerous matter!
Furthermore, the timing of its attack was a temporal node in Fang Xi's future where he hadn't yet used the Two Modes Jade Gui, thus this Immortal Abode Rare Treasure couldn't defend against it!
That previous strike, if it were a Mahayana cultivator like Che Xuanyuan, every single one of them might very well be directly severely injured or even killed!
Fang Xi took a deep breath, and a layer of emerald green light appeared on his palm as he touched his own chest.
The crimson blood seemed to possess sentience, directly retracting back into the wound, and the flesh on both sides rapidly mended.
His aura unexpectedly didn't weaken in the slightest, seemingly restoring his injuries to their original state in an instant!
"Oh? You actually possess a talent similar to my race's 'Indestructible Body, Blood Drop Rebirth'. You truly are a bit troublesome to deal with. . ."
The Ancestral Dragon held a ball of purple light in his hand, within which the Dragon Scale Flying Blade ceaselessly circulated.
Seeing this, Qingxu Tongzi and the other Mahayana cultivators couldn't help but slightly change their expressions, retreating rapidly one after another.
"Don't leave! Today, all of you shall remain here."
The Nine-Headed Yellow Bird let out a strange cry, its wings violently flapped, raising gusts of fierce wind that swept towards Qingxu Tongzi.
Hiss! Hiss!
The Serpent Ancestor lunged forward, a burst of black light flashed explosively, suddenly transforming into a pitch-black void, encompassing Che Xuanyuan within it.
The Bu-surname Mahayana cultivator saw this and could only sigh as the Qingming Sword appeared in his hand.
"Hehe. . . to choose this Esteemed One as your opponent, your fortune is truly terrible."
The White-furred Wolf Ancestor let out an ancient laugh, suddenly opening its wolf maw.
A silvery-white radiance shot forth, soaring like a dragon, and within it was a Silver Moon Demon Spear.
On the shaft of this spear, various Immortal Abode secret inscriptions flickered, and a point of crimson appeared on its tip, actually continuously tearing through the void; its spiritual pressure caused the Bu-surname Mahayana cultivator's expression to subtly change!
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"This Old Man has heard you possess a heaven-defying divine ability, capable of instantly slaying a seven-tribulation Mahayana. Why don't you use it?"
Neither the Ancestral Dragon nor Fang Xi paid attention to the Mahayana cultivators fighting in pairs; both had already raised their vigilance to the highest level.
The Ancestral Dragon looked at Fang Xi and asked with a slight smile.
"When it's time to strike, I naturally will."
Fang Xi's expression was incomparably solemn; this Ancestral Dragon was indeed the strongest opponent he had encountered since he began cultivating immortality.
In terms of strength, he was infinitely close to a True Immortal, or perhaps even a True Immortal at the first level!
'Damn it, I've always preferred crushing enemies in lower realms, not increasing the difficulty by fighting upwards. . . '"
He let out a bitter laugh in his heart; he hadn't used his 'Supreme Pole Star Life-Ending Divine Light', naturally having his reservations.
This divine light was primarily based on temporal laws, and it had its limitations.
Not to mention True Immortals have infinite lifespans, so it couldn't affect them at all.
Even among Mahayana cultivators, in a clash involving temporal laws, if the opponent also had some comprehension, or even surpassed his own, then it would be entirely possible for them to achieve early warning or even defense.
Just like Fang Xi himself a moment ago!
It was precisely by relying on his own comprehension of temporal laws that he sensed a subtle change in the temporal distortion and subsequently reacted!
The Ancestral Dragon is renowned for creating 'Dragon Inscriptions'; his comprehension of temporal laws even surpassed Fang Xi's.
In a situation where such a trump card might be counteracted, he naturally wouldn't use it lightly.
He formed a hand seal with one hand, and a strange blade coiling with two-headed flood dragons appeared; the flood dragons on it flew out, shaking their heads and wagging their tails, each opening its bloody maw.
One of the flood dragon heads spewed out streaks of pitch-black light, carrying the intent of destruction.
The other flood dragon head suddenly extended a dragon claw, grasping streaks of blade light; these blade lights were emerald green like jade, mixed with threads of wood-attribute law power!
It was precisely the Immortal Abode Rare Treasure — Twin Jiaolong Blades!
After Fang Xi obtained this Immortal Abode Rare Treasure and refined it slightly, he knew that this item falling into Di Ling's hands was definitely like casting pearls before swine.
Its true function lay in its ability to simultaneously unleash two different types of law power!
At this moment, half the sky was pitch-black, half emerald green. . . two seemingly contradictory radiances suddenly converged at a single point, then violently erupted!
Hualala!
The void shattered, turning into a stretch of chaos.
Within the chaos, the Ancestral Dragon stood proudly in his original spot, his purple robe mostly torn, revealing his scaled armor.
He grabbed with both hands, and two enormous hands appeared out of thin air, each grasping the throat of a flood dragon head!
Qiang!
A piercing sound rang out; the two-headed flood dragons let out a mournful cry, were forced back to their original form, transforming into the 'Twin Jiaolong Blades'!
And the Ancestral Dragon clapped his hands together, already pressing down on the tip of the 'Twin Jiaolong Blades'.
Fang Xi revealed a look of surprise; he had used his immense strength, unleashed the might of laws, and combined it with a strike from an Immortal Abode Rare Treasure, yet it was so easily caught by the Ancestral Dragon.
"This Old Man is the strongest True Dragon! How formidable the True Dragon physique is, is beyond your imagination?"
The Ancestral Dragon smiled proudly: "On the verge of ascension, this Old Man's True Dragon physique is already comparable to an Immortal Artifact!"
The demon race was originally known for its physical prowess!
To put it bluntly, even the cultivation method for the Heavenly Demon True Body originated from the demon race.
Kacha!
As the Ancestral Dragon exerted his power violently, the Twin Jiaolong Blades let out a mournful cry, and Fang Xi felt an immense force transmit to him, his expression changing as he rapidly retreated.
And at this moment, he seemed to be like a prophet, his head suddenly tilting!
Xiu!
The Dragon Scale Flying Blade shot from behind him, leaving a streak of blood on his cheek.
If he had only focused on retreating a moment ago, his head might have been blown apart by that single blade!
"Temporal, destruction, wood. . . what use is comprehending so many laws? It's better to specialize in one!"
The Ancestral Dragon had a half-smile, half-sneer on his face, but his voice carried a Divine Consciousness attack like a celestial demon's melody, continuously invading Fang Xi's Sea of Consciousness.
Fortunately, Fang Xi's Divine Consciousness was like a blade, directly cutting down those words.
"Your Divine Consciousness is surprisingly good too; it seems the human race's next ascending True Immortal will definitely be you."
The Ancestral Dragon was slightly surprised, then his expression turned cold: "The more so, the less I can let you live!"
It let out a long roar, and streaks of dragon-shaped radiance gathered from all around its body, vaguely forming a ten-thousand-zhang True Dragon physique behind the Ancestral Dragon!
Its physique was profound black, with reverse scales, its two dragon whiskers were incredibly long and slender, carrying a rich True Dragon might!
"Troublesome!"
Fang Xi waved his large sleeve, and talismans flew out one after another, erupting with multi-colored radiance to form a talisman array, sweeping towards the Ancestral Dragon, while he himself rapidly retreated, as if this talisman array technique was merely a cover.
"Flowery but impractical. . . A mere grain of rice, yet it dares to shine?"
The Ancestral Dragon let out a scoff, and a layer of purple light enveloped his entire body.
Peng! Peng!
The multi-colored talismans landed on the purple light curtain, immediately flashing with light and exploding one after another, transforming into flames, ice cones, lightning, and so on. . . yet they were like ants trying to shake a tree, unable to shake the light curtain in the slightest, let alone the Ancestral Dragon's main body, which was comparable to an Immortal Artifact.
"Incorrect!"
Just at this moment, the Ancestral Dragon's Divine Consciousness suddenly stirred.
At the core of the talisman array, there were unexpectedly no attacking talismans, but rather several high-grade 'Concealment Talismans'!
Beneath the Concealment Talismans, was a talisman paper crafted from pure gold, on which golden weapon qi surged, gathering into dense Immortal Abode secret inscriptions that moved ceaselessly like tadpoles.
A wave of magical power far exceeding that of a Mahayana cultivator appeared, causing the Ancestral Dragon's expression to change drastically: "Immortal Abode True Talisman? No. . ."
Suddenly, countless golden lights flickered between heaven and earth, terrifying metallic qi gathered, transforming into nine golden halberds.
On the golden halberds, there were also faint threads of metal-attribute law power, which surprisingly intertwined, forming thick golden chains that violently pierced through the purple light curtain, landing on the Ancestral Dragon's body!
Hualala!
The golden chains of laws rubbed against the Ancestral Dragon's scales, causing streaks of blood to seep out.
Above threads of laws, are chains of laws!
Generally speaking, this was a power of laws that only True Immortals could master!
Pu! Pu!
The nine golden halberds crashed down, and mixed within them was half a bottle of 'Nine Heavens Primordial Baleful Divine Thunder Essence'!
If Fang Xi didn't strike, so be it, but once he struck, it was a killing blow!
Honglong!
Thunder light mixed with golden light, submerging the area where the Ancestral Dragon was.
The vast and mighty power of laws even affected the other three Mahayana battle zones, causing the fights between the three True Spirits and the three human race Mahayana cultivators to freeze for an instant!
"Human race. . . when did you acquire such a trump card?"
A hint of terror appeared in the Nine-Headed Yellow Bird's eyes; if this trump card were used against it, even ten of it would perish!
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