Chapter 611: Chapter 57: A Way Out
Riding the residual power after killing Wine Sword Bai Jin, Fang Zheng fiercely attacked Julian Blythe, raising his hand to unleash dozens of Palm Thunder.
Palm Thunder arises from harnessing the power of the Five Viscera, forming Five Thunders—the stronger the cultivator’s body, the greater the power.
Fang Zheng’s physical body far exceeded his peers.
The power was naturally formidable.
The thunderous sound was deafening and continuous, directly bewildering his opponent.
Julian Blythe’s cultivation and strength were weaker than his elder brother Wine Sword Bai Jin; now besieged by Fang Zheng and the Ghost King, panic arose in his heart, causing a flaw in his Sword Technique.
In a clash of masters, life and death hinged on a thread.
The Ghost King emitted a sharp screech, transforming into a shadow, exploiting the flaw to surge forward with outstretched Ghost Claws.
The Separation Alloy Wheel buckled in mid-air, spinning to strike.
"Bang!"
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered across the sky.
"Ah!"
Julian Blythe screamed to the heavens, and the sword light in the field suddenly intensified, the fierce Sword Intent even causing the void to tremble.
The Ghost King’s body was also marked with sword scars.
He was not easy to deal with; despite severe injuries, he activated Secret Techniques to temporarily fend off the incoming assault.
"Huang Zhong," he exclaimed, "We are Three Sages Manor’s guests, friends with Iron Flute Immortal; killing me will not bode well for you!"
"Hmph!"
Fang Zheng snorted coldly:
"Saying this now, isn’t it a bit late, your excellency?"
Before his words were finished, his body trembled, and four Martial Dao illusions appeared in succession, pouncing on Bai Yi’s location.
The Twelve Forms of Heart Intent were nearly perfected.
Each illusion was comparable to a Martial Arts Grandmaster; currently, he could manifest six at full strength.
However, it wasn’t sustainable.
Against Wine Sword Bai Jin, six legends were needed; against the now demoralized Julian Blythe, four were sufficient!
The four illusions charged forward, tearing, biting, pecking—each strike was as deadly as a Magical Treasure.
"Thunder!"
Standing in the void, Fang Zheng spoke the True Words.
Instantly.
The four illusions erupted with blinding thunder light, their power increased, accompanied by a Supreme Yang Energy that swept away any evil.
"Heh..."
With a soft chuckle, Fang Zheng repeated the process, throwing out Magical Treasures like the Bone Sword, White Bone Whip.
Four Martial Sect members, each wielding Magical Treasures, even without forming an array, were enough to deal with most Masters.
"Spare me!"
Julian Blythe yelled in fear:
"Fellow Daoist, have mercy, I am willing to relinquish the Sword Technique my brother and I cultivated and withdraw from the Secret Realm struggle."
"Spare me!"
"Boom!"
Before his words were finished, the four Martial Dao illusions had already shattered the sword light defense, joining forces with the Ghost King.
All kinds of light simultaneously exploded.
Once it all faded, Julian Blythe’s corpse was already in the hands of the excited Ghost King, devouring his essence and blood.
Fang Zheng swept forward, reaching out to grab the remaining items in the field.
"Celestial Dragon Demon-Slaying Sword!"
Even without their owner, the two Flying Swords continued to bounce, resisting Fang Zheng’s suppression, seemingly imbued with Spirituality.
"What a treasure!"
"No wonder they’re Ancient Flying Swords."
Gently stroking the Flying Sword, Fang Zheng mused thoughtfully:
"Individually, they don’t match the Cyan Rope Sword, but together, their power might exceed the Separation Alloy Wheel."
"If these two hadn’t separated, even with advantage, Fang Zheng might not have managed to hold them."
Though he easily dealt with the Bai Family Brothers, don’t mistake them as weak, but rather the opposite.
The Bai Family Brothers were strong.
Especially when they combined forces against a foe, they were outstanding among Masters.
Unfortunately...
Their overconfidence led them to split, pursuing recklessly and got counter-killed.
Fang Zheng’s Heart Intent Fist was extraordinary, especially adept at close combat, with terrifying short-term power bursts.
Comparable to several Martial Arts Grandmasters acting simultaneously.
But his weaknesses were also clear.
Not skilled in long-range attacks!
The Martial Dao illusion couldn’t stray far from his body; if the opponent kept distance, he had no good way to deal with it.
"The Yama Heart Sutra contains a Profound Yin Escape Technique, but my Yama Heart Sutra is only at the seventh level."
"It’s a long way from the ninth level."
"Storage Pouch!"
Weighing the Storage Pouch in his hand, Fang Zheng exhaled a bolt of Thunder Fire, breaking the seal upon it directly.
Scanning with his Divine Thought, a smile appeared on his face.
"Nine Yin Profound Pill!"
"What a fine thing, with this, Fang Zheng’s Yama Heart Sutra should quickly reach the Eighth Heaven."
Nine Yin Profound Pill is akin to an Inner Core but only comes from Ghost King Realm experts.
Which means...
The Bai Family Brothers had killed a Ghost King!
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An Escape Light traversed the void, settling among the mountains.
With a wave of his long sleeves, the newcomer revealed a vast array spanning tens of miles between Heaven and Earth.
The array was large yet extremely simple, even a Mage could discern its purpose, clearly not intended for trapping or killing.
"Humph!"
Iron Flute Immortal Shi En lightly snorted:
"Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion has some nerve, conducting business within the Yama Secret Realm."
"Fellow Daoist Shi."
Below, an Escape Light rose, revealing a figure with a distant bow:
"Long time no see, have you been well?"
"It’s you, Lie Gerei." Seeing the newcomer, Iron Flute Immortal Shi En’s expression changed slightly:
"What’s this?"
"Has the Profound Celestial Dao also taken an interest in the Yama Secret Realm?"
"Chaos is imminent, the Yama Secret Realm’s ownership determines future trends worldwide; how can the Profound Celestial Dao not be concerned?" Lie Gerei was of Barbarian descent, but his master was the prominent Profound Celestial Dao expert Xiu Yanggong.
Xiu Yanggong’s lifespan was over five hundred years, but his strength was equal to the Three Immortals Overseas and Ten Great Celestial Demons, a renowned Rogue Immortal.
In the Profound Celestial Dao, his status was second only to Daoist Lord Wei Boyang and stood alongside Lord Jiqiu.
Lie Gerei’s presence represented the Profound Celestial Dao to some extent.
"Fellow Daoist Shi, the Yama Hall has yet to open; various forces are at odds, setting up a Market here to trade might prevent some killing."
"Isn’t that a good thing?"
"Indeed." Iron Flute Immortal Shi En spoke slowly:
"I’m searching for someone; he killed my disciple and two friends."
"Hmm..." Lie Gerei shook his head:
"Daoist, as you know, we have rules; the formation here can neither trap nor kill but only conceal aura."
"Thus, fellow Daoists can trust Ten Thousand Treasures Pavilion and be willing to trade for necessary items here."
"I recall, your array can lock onto people." Shi En spoke:
"He’s named Fang Zheng, and he should already be inside."
"Fang Zheng of Gu’an County?" Lie Gerei grinned widely:
"His reputation precedes; has he entered too?"
"However, I’m terribly sorry, I am unaware, and even if I did, I couldn’t tell you, Daoist."
He maintained eye contact.
The rules cannot be broken, or how could he conduct business here?
Besides...
Though Iron Flute Immortal Shi En is strong, not yet capable of overwhelming him; it’s different after certification as a Rogue Immortal.
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
Staring at Lie Gerei, Shi En’s eyes flickered:
"One day, when there’s time, Shi will certainly challenge the Treasure Cave Celestial Ascension Ultimate Profound Gold Seal of the Profound Celestial Dao."
"You’re too kind."
Lie Gerei laughed heartily, cupping his hands:
"I’ll take my leave."
As the sound faded,
His form transformed into a Golden Light descending below.
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Inside a simple wooden house below, Fang Zheng withdrew his gaze, stroking his chin thoughtfully.
"Coming so soon, I wonder how much chance Fang Zheng has against Iron Flute Immortal now?"
After pondering a while, he shook his head helplessly.
Although fortunate encounters have significantly enhanced his strength, facing a Peak of Master expert, the odds remain slim.
Even escaping, he wasn’t confident.
"Forget it!"
"Originally, I planned to stay in the Secret Realm for a while, see if I could train the Yama Heart Sutra to the ninth level."
"Now it seems better not to delay and find a chance to leave is the best course."
Saying this, he flipped his hand, taking out a Token.
This item his father-in-law gave him for easy communication; recently it lit up, indicating He Zhong was here too.
Time to ask if he had a way out.
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