These eight characters appear to be characters, but in reality, it’s impossible to tell what they mean.
Every character shimmered with silver, each containing a different kind of arcane energy.
“Eight characters…eight sealed mystical arts.” Fang Yu’s eyes flickered.
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
At this time, eight characters flew towards Fang Yu together.
They came to Fang Yu’s side, forming a encirclement.
Eight characters spun rapidly, whirling closer and closer to Fang Yu’s body as they did so.
During this process, Fang Yu could feel increasing pressure mounting.
And eight characters are also gradually increasing.
“Bang!”
After a few seconds, one of the characters had already touched Fang Yu’s body surface golden light, erupting in a muffled sound!
Fang Yu could feel the terrifying power contained in this collision.
If it wasn’t Fang Yu who was struck by this character collision, even any other cultivator, even one with the same cultivation level as him… I’m afraid their meridians would be shattered.
“This is the Eight Sealed Secret Arts? It’s considered a decent spell,” Fang Yu said, “Unfortunately, it’s still too weak for me.”
Between their words, Fang Yu raised his right hand.
“Bang bang bang…”
When he raised his hand, it caused a series of loud bangs.
The pressure exerted by both the極域 (Extreme Domain) and Eight Seals Secret Technique was forcibly broken.
Fang Yu reached out with his right hand and directly grasped one of the characters that was still spinning.
“Bang!”
With a right hand grab, the characters shattered!
At this moment, the remaining seven characters’ speed increased drastically, their pressure reaching its peak!
Fang Yu’s eyes turned cold, and his fists clenched suddenly.
“Bang!”
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“Bang…”
At the same time as overwhelming energy was released, the pitch-black realm was illuminated by a golden light like flames!
“Bang bang bang…”
Seven characters collapsed in succession, their aura dissipating simultaneously.
In the extreme realm, violent tremors!
“So this is the legendary realm of extremes…” Fang Yu sneered coldly, raising his right hand.
He suddenly thought of an energy that could very likely easily shatter the極域.
That is…the Ruyi Qinglian.
“Bang!”
Fang Yu’s right palm emitted a wave of blue light.
The azure light spread throughout the pitch-black expanse.
“Sizzle…”
The extreme domain was like paper, while the power of Ruyi Qinglian spread like fire, quickly engulfing everything.
Wherever it goes, the extreme realm is pierced, revealing the original appearance of the outside.
“Splash…”
In the diffusion of Ruixiqing Lotus’s power, Jidu rapidly retreated until it completely dissipated!
At this time, the scene is restored.
Di Chen’s avatar appeared in front of Fang Yu, the light emanating from his body dimming.
At this moment, Fang Yu could clearly see Di Chen’s face.
Judging from his appearance, Emperor Chen seemed extremely young, with a handsome and charming face.
His eyes were long and narrow, his pupils a dark red that radiated a fierce aura.
But at this moment, Di Chen’s clone was pale as death, with blood still staining the corner of his mouth.
Obviously, the destruction of the extreme realm was a huge loss for him.
Fang Yu looked at Di Chen’s clone and smiled, “Quickly notify your deity to come back, otherwise both his sect and his clone will be in danger.”
Di Chen’s avatar wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Fang Yu expressionlessly.
“When my main body returns, it shall be the day of your death.” The Emperor Chen avatar said.
“Whoosh!”
Fang Yu didn’t speak, his figure suddenly shifted like ripples in water, disappearing.
Di Chen’s clone’s eyes turned cold, and he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
His reaction was extremely swift, a surge of powerful spiritual energy erupting from his back.
But the blow went wide.
Fang Yu was not behind him.
“Click click click…”
Suddenly, there was a strange noise.
Di Chen’s avatar’s expression changed, and he immediately lowered his head.
A wave of extreme cold emanated from his feet, rapidly spreading upwards.
Wherever this aura passed, even the spiritual energy circulating within the meridians stiffened!
In an instant, the meridians within Di Chen’s body ceased their flow and clashed with each other.
“Pffft!”
Di Chen’s clone spat out a mouthful of blood, his face even paler.
And at this moment, the faces of the elders and disciples behind them were also pale!
They never expected that even the avatar of the Supreme Elder would be no match for Fang Yu!
Now…it’s over!
“We can’t just sit around and wait! Let’s all take action together! We must capture this thief!” An elder reacted, shouting loudly.
A word awakened the person in their dream. Though the cultivators present were terrified, they knew… there was no retreat at this moment!
Unless you take down Fang Yu with your own hands, there is only one path left for you—death!
“Take action! With the combined might of our entire sect, there’s no way we can’t obliterate him!” A elder, eyes bloodshot and consumed by rage, roared.
The elders led the way, and the disciples behind him, even if they wanted to escape, didn’t dare. They could only burst out their cultivation aura together.
“Boom…”
Thousands of monks simultaneously erupted with their auras, the scene was extremely terrifying.
But at this moment, Fang Yu appeared behind Di Chen’s avatar.
“click click click…”
At this moment, Di Chen’s avatar was enveloped by an extreme chill, his entire body frozen solid, like an ice corpse.
Fang Yu grabbed Di Chen’s clone by the back of the head with his right hand and threw him forcefully towards the eight disciples of the Bafeng Shenzong gathered ahead.
“Bang…”
Fang Yu’s devastating power turned Di Chen’s avatar into a cannonball containing endless mana, hurtling towards the crowd.
“Boom…”
Those disciples only had time to let out a scream before they were blasted to pieces by this human bomb.
The ground collapsed, and the tremors were violent.
“Whoosh!”
Fang Yu flew to the collapsed ground again and grabbed Emperor Chen’s avatar.
At this time, Di Chen’s clone had already lost his left leg.
“It’s still usable,” Fang Yu said with a sarcastic smile.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!”
In the following time, Fang Yu treated the Emperor Chen clone frozen by the extreme cold as a weapon of attack, and directed it at the twenty-odd elders and thousands of disciples.
Amidst the continuous booming sounds, many buildings within the Bāfēng Shénzōng collapsed, and smoke filled the air.
Finally, only two elders remained, raving and launching suicidal attacks against Fang Yu.
Meanwhile, the Emperor’s Star avatar in Fang Yu’s hand was reduced to just a head.
“The final blow, for you.”
Fang Yu held the head of Di Chen’s avatar in his hand and poured a large amount of true qi into it.
And then, he hurled it at the two elders.
“Boom!”
The two elders screamed, their skulls exploding in mid-air alongside Emperor Chen’s clone.
A surge of powerful energy erupted, its might radiating outwards.
“Boom…”
The entire Eight Seals Divine Sect trembled, for a long time.
When the roar and tremor subsided, within the Eight Seals Divine Sect… only ruins could be seen.
Those injured disciples were either unconscious, wailing, or crying out in pain.
They cannot accept this fact.
Yesterday, the Eight Divine Sects were still doing well, but today they are in such a state!
On the other side, Qiu Tianyi, who was lying on the ground, watched with his own eyes what had just happened. Overwhelmed with grief and anger, he spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
Fang Yu turned his head to look at where Chen Ye was.
At this moment, Chen Ye was also a little stunned.
Fan Yu’s performance was truly brutal.
One palm strike obliterates five hundred elite soldiers, akin to breaking the backbone of the Eight Divine Sects.
After defeating the clone left behind by Di Chen, he used that clone as a weapon to easily crush the remaining thousands of disciples and over twenty elders.
The Eight Divine Sects… just like that, they were destroyed.
Even if Emperor Chen himself returns, it can’t change this outcome.
“Come here.” Fang Yu beckoned to Chen Ye.
“…Master?” Chen Ye looked at Fang Yu with some confusion.
“I said it before…we will have tenfold retribution. The resources they looted from the Huazhi Gate, we naturally have to get back.” Fang Yu smiled faintly.
Chen Ye immediately understood Fang Yu’s intentions and nodded, following Fang Yu towards the interior of the Bafen Shenzong.
“Master, I only have one storage ring on me. I wonder if that’s enough…” Chen Ye reported to Fang Yu.
“Don’t worry, I have a private storage space here.” Fang Yu smiled. “Even if there’s a treasure mountain within these Eight Sects of the Divine, we have to dig it up.”
“Yes!” Chen Ye showed a long-lost smile.
……
The Beiliang Great Clan Territory, within the imperial family’s domain.
On the top floor of a towering attic, a man who was meditating suddenly opened his eyes.
At this moment, the man’s face was contorted with rage, his eyes blazing with crimson hatred.
“Feather Transformation Gate…Fang Yu!”
With gritted teeth, the man spat out a few words, each one dripping with utter hatred.
His body remained seated in place, but a giant hand phantom appeared behind him!
This person’s celestial and earthly form was actually a giant hand!