After the manifestation of Feng Hai's magic power was dispersed once again, he had already dived into the depths of the Calamity Water. At this moment, he suddenly saw a crimson ray of light shooting over. Everywhere the ordinary light passed by, the surrounding Calamity Water instantly melted and disintegrated, no longer existing.
Feng Haiyang's eyes narrowed. He could tell that this fire was a great threat. He couldn't let it continue, or else the Calamity Water would be broken.
If he was at his peak, it would be easy to deal with this. All he had to do was use all his mana to fight back.
But now, his mana was not as strong as before, so he had to change his strategy.
In this sword fight, he either expelled or killed the disciples of Xuan Men. He thought he could stop Jun Yang's Qi from flowing into Xuan Men, but he didn't expect that he would be forced into such a difficult situation by Zhang Yan.
If he wasn't careful, he could die here.
He took a deep breath and suppressed his thoughts. He made a few hand signs, and before the Calamity Water and the True Light touched each other, he parted the Calamity Water and dodged it.
How could Zhang Yan allow that to happen? With a point of his finger, the scarlet flame surged and shot out like a flaming arrow, invading forward. However, every time it neared, the Tribulation Water would always be able to avoid it. Even if it came into contact with the Tribulation Water for a moment, it would only be refined a little and not much damage. If this were to continue, perhaps before the Tribulation Water could be refined by twenty to thirty percent, the Fire Element True Light would be exhausted first.
There was a look of admiration in Zhang Yan's eyes. Feng Haiyang was indeed a cultivator from the Devil's Doctrine who had reached the Nascent Soul realm for almost three hundred years. His control of the Calamity Water was extremely exquisite. Even though his mana seemed to be lacking, he was not at a disadvantage in a head-on battle.
He had cultivated for more than a hundred years, but he wasn't as good as someone like Feng Haiyang. However, he had a plan.
His eyes flashed. You're using tricks. You're using tricks, then I'll break it with force!
With a deep shout, he scattered the remnant bodies of the three Elders of the Devil Sect. Then, he activated the Nine Subduing Devil Slip and turned it into his own magical power in one breath. Immediately, he became a hundred times more spirited. With a turn of his technique, his body rose up, and in an instant, he became a thousand feet tall, towering like a mountain. He reached the clouds.
Zhang Yan lowered his head and looked down. He mustered all his strength and punched the black water below him!
When the invisible force passed by, it was like a violent gale. For a moment, there was no sound between heaven and earth. The surging water suddenly became sluggish, and a section of it caved in. After a while, the sound of the sky collapsing was heard. That section of the tribulation water suddenly cracked, and turned into water droplets that filled the sky. The Scarlet Flame True Light at the top followed, swooshing up and nibbling away at it. Within a radius of a few li, the area was engulfed in flames. It was like a burning river and boiling the sea, causing a myriad of strands of muddy air to rise into the air.
After unleashing this attack, Zhang Yan suddenly let out a long roar and stepped forward. With every step he took, he would throw a punch. The tribulation water below exploded one after another with the force of mountains being split apart. Rumbling noises rumbled, the previous sounds had just faded when the latter sounds arrived again, and they came over and over again without end.
In the face of such an earth-shattering and violent attack, any kind of subtle change would be useless.
Feng Hai Yang tried to move forward a few times, but he could not find a chance to use his techniques. He had no choice but to retreat and temporarily avoid the attack.
When he was far away, he kept thinking of a plan in his mind. He thought to himself, 'Although I can immediately withdraw the tribulation water and leave, that would expose my real body. Zhang Yan's movement technique is brilliant, and he has many unpredictable tricks up his sleeves. I can't use this method.'
Although he could withdraw the tribulation water as he wished, the faster he withdrew it, the more mana he would have to expend. Moreover, Zhang Yan was using his strength to suppress him. If he did not think of a good plan quickly, even if he escaped, it would only delay him for a short while, and it would still be useless.
After thinking for a while, he quietly checked his mana. Right now, his mana was less than a third of what it used to be. If he continued to fight like this, he would at most be able to hold on for two to four hours. If he still could not defeat Zhang Yan within this period of time, then it would be impossible for him to defeat his opponent.
'Zhang Yan has a technique that uses strength. If I want to kill him, I have to kill him in one hit. If I don't, then I won't be able to win. It looks like I have to use that technique.'
He was a very resilient person. Even under such a disadvantageous situation, he did not lose his will to fight. After thinking about it, he took out his technique and disappeared. When he reappeared, he was standing on top of the tribulation water.
Zhang Yan was swinging his fists and breaking through the tribulation water. Suddenly, he felt something and turned around to look. He saw Feng Hai Yang coming out. Without hesitation, he turned around and punched him. With a loud bang, he crushed his opponent into pieces. After a few breaths, Feng Hai Yang's silhouette reappeared on the other side. It looked like he was about to get close to Zhang Yan and unleash a technique. Zhang Yan summoned his technique and shouted. His voice was so loud that it shattered Feng Hai Yang's body.
Feng Hai Yang continued to summon his spiritual energy to materialize his body. However, he was repeatedly attacked by Zhang Yan. After a few dozen times, he felt that his spiritual energy was running out. When he looked over, he saw that Zhang Yan was still full of energy and did not look like he was running out of energy. Feng Hai Yang guessed that Zhang Yan must have the ability to replenish his spiritual energy.
However, Feng Hai Yang's expression was calm and he was not flustered. To him, even if he still had a little bit of spiritual energy left, as long as he had the opportunity, he could turn the tables.
After a while, a sharp light shot out of his eyes. He formed a spell with his hand and transformed again.
Zhang Yan instantly noticed it when he saw it emerge from the Tribulation Water again, and he swung his fist over again. But right at this moment, a ghastly white light flew over from the sky, and in an instant, it arrived before his face. He didn't dodge, and instead opened his mouth to spit out a bolt of purple lightning that was as thick as an arm, and it struck right onto the Dark Sabre of Darkness. With a bang, the Magic Treasure was actually shattered into pieces. But at this moment, a shadow suddenly flew out from within, and it charged over with incomparably swift speed, and it scuttled into his mouth and nose.
When Feng Hai Yang saw this scene, the light in his eyes intensified. That black shadow was the divine soul of the elder that was attached to the Yin Battleaxe. He had done so much earlier in order to stall for time and help the elder undo the seal on the battleaxe.
Although the method of strength focused on the physical body, it was not that there was no way to break it. As long as one was still a human, there would be seven orifices. This was the door to enter and exit. If one had a good method, they could find this way to injure the enemy's spirit.
For example, his "Soul Dispersing Three Dispelling Qi" was this kind of supernatural power. If a cultivator looked at it, they would easily faint.
The spirit of the people in the Xuan Gate was usually not as good as the cultivators of the Devil Sect. After the Elder's spirit entered Zhang Yan's body, there would definitely be a fight between them. It would be best if Zhang Yan could win, but it did not matter if he couldn't. As long as the stalemate lasted for a while, Feng Hai Yang would have an opportunity to take advantage of.
With this plan, he thought that he had a high chance of winning. Zhang Yan had been hit by the Dark Battle Axe twice before, but he was not injured at all. He would not pay too much attention to this treasure. Even if someone was on guard, they would never think that there was an Elder of the Netherworld Spring Sect hiding inside.
As expected, as soon as the shadow entered his body, Zhang Yan's body suddenly trembled. It was as if he was frozen and could not move.
Feng Hai Hai's eyes lit up. How could he let go of such an opportunity? He scoffed and stirred up the last bit of water from his tribulation. It gathered into a huge wave that was a thousand feet tall and rushed towards his enemy. Then, he leaped forward and gathered all the mana that was left in his body. He waved his sleeves and a huge ball of black wind that was swirling endlessly appeared.
Unexpectedly, right at this moment, Zhang Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and a dim light flickered within his eyes that were extremely deep. He actually didn't seem to be affected in the slightest, and he let out a long laugh as his figure suddenly returned to its original state, and then he leaped up to avoid the Nine Hell Sorrowful Gale that came straight at him. After he arrived in the clouds, he suddenly turned around and shot down from the sky like a bolt of lightning.
Feng Hai Yang's expression suddenly changed. He looked at the Heavenly Sword Ray in the sky with fear. At that moment, he had used up all his tricks and there was no way he could turn the tables.
But even at this point, he wasn't willing to just resign himself to death. He closed his eyes, and a rumbling sound rang out as his body suddenly transformed into a wisp of wispy smoke that shot off into the distance. His speed was so swift that it was actually unprecedented.
"Returning to the Source and Merging?"
Zhang Yan immediately recognized that this was Feng Hai Yang's Real Body Sacrifice Technique. He wanted to call back his Yuanying Dharmakaya.
Although a cultivator in the third Yuanying Realm could release his Dharmakaya to fight, his physical body could not defend itself. Therefore, in times of danger, he could use his Profound Qi to call back his Dharmakaya.
Once this technique was used, the Dharmakaya would turn into a wisp of smoke and return to his body at an incredible speed.
Feng Hai Yang was running away!
Zhang Yan's eyes sharpened. He immediately used the Minor Universe Movement Technique and chased after him. But even though he used the technique repeatedly, the wisp of smoke in front of him was getting faster and faster. It was about to get out of his sight.
His expression was unusually calm. If he was Feng Hai Yang, he would definitely calculate the time and use the talisman in advance. When the Dharmakaya returned to his body, he would be able to escape from the star stone.
If it really came to that, it would not be a problem. With this person's half-crippled body, he would not be able to use any supernatural powers or Dao techniques. Now that he had killed all the Guardian Elders of the Nether Spring Sect, he could order the Dragon Carp to find a way to kill him.
However, Feng Hai Yang had seen all the skills and supernatural powers of his sect. It would be best if he could kill him here. But with the Minor Universe Movement Technique, he might not be able to catch up with him.
Zhang Yan changed his mind and said, "I thought I would not need to use this item. Now it seems like I have to use it."
He chanted a technique and flicked his finger. A clear light flew out and turned into a square black flying pavilion that was ten feet tall. It was a spell to summon the Demonic Treasury.
He waved his sleeves and stepped into the door. He floated up to the third floor and pressed on the mechanism. He poured his mana into it. With a loud bang, the flying pavilion suddenly moved. When it appeared again, it was already more than twenty miles away.
When he was at the Mystic Light Realm, this Demonic Treasury could already move six to seven miles in one breath. Now that he was using it with his Yuanying cultivation, it was even more extraordinary. After using it a few times, he had already caught up with Feng Hai Yang's Dharmakaya. Just when he was about to attack, he suddenly felt something. He looked up and saw a person in a yellow robe standing on the peak of a mountain a hundred miles away from the west. The talisman beside him had already floated into the air.
Zhang Yan's eyes suddenly became sharper. He suddenly moved his mana. After the Demonic Treasury trembled a few times, it was already in the sky. Then, he let out a long roar and leaped up. He became one with the sword and turned into a clear sword light that cut through the air.
Feng Hai Yang's expression changed drastically. Then, he said coldly, "Within a thousand years, there will be three great calamities. Can Daoist Zhang avoid them?"
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