Fang Kan was angered to the point of laughing, "Shameless boasting!"
After laughing, his gaze turned even colder, "Whether or not you are a descendant of the Evil Saint, this old man will still slay you with my palm today!"
The Spirit Rhino Avatar formed of his martial true intent had no eyes on its face, only having a single vertical eye on its forehead.
As this eye opened, it seemed to penetrate through the heavens and the earth, viewing all the profundities of one's heart.
Looking at Fang Kan, Yan Zhaoge nodded slightly, "His attainments in this Spirit Rhino Palm are also much stronger than his son's. They are truly not on the same level."
Having stepped into the Transcending Mortality stage many years ago, Fang Kan's cultivation base was already stronger than Yan Zhaoge's. As he flashed his Spirit Rhino Avatar at this moment, Yan Zhaoge and Fu Enshu were like transparent before him.
Let alone the changes in martial arts, even a single thought of his was vaguely seen through by Fang Kan.
Yan Zhaoge had many methods to deal with Fang Zhaohong's Spirit Rhino Palm, but they all seemed rather futile when used against Fang Kan.
Facing Fang Zhaohong, Yan Zhaoge could be unafraid of being seen through as he could directly suppress him head-on with his overwhelming power.
However, with his opponent being Fang Kan, the difference in pure strength between the two sides would be reversed. Forcibly clashing with him would only be seeking trouble for himself.
Facing Fang Zhaohong, Yan Zhaoge could strengthen his various variations to the maximum, such that Fang Zhaohong would be completely unable to predict them.
However, Fang Kan's Spirit Rhino Avatar was able to project the variations of Yan Zhaoge's various techniques.
Facing Fang Zhaohong, Yan Zhaoge executed the Ocean Stabilising Spirit Fist, his mind as deep as the deep ocean as no ripples arose as Fang Zhaohong was completely unable to detect the changes within at all.
However, Fang Kan was still able to find some clues from within.
This was also where Fang Kan's confidence in taking down Yan Zhaoge lay. The difference in their cultivation bases was just too great.
Still, Fang Kan was also secretly shocked, "Just an early Essence Talisman cultivation base …"
If Yan Zhaoge's cultivation base was a little higher, would his Spirit Rhino Avatar still be able to see through him?
Fang Kan didn't even dare to think further on this question.
Speaking of which, a Transcending Mortality Martial Grandmaster should clearly be able to kill an early Essence Talisman Martial Grandmaster with a casual slap of his. Why had it become like this?
The surrounding Vast Ocean World martial practitioners did not interfere as they just stared dazedly at this scene.
While he had already seen Yan Zhaoge's strength before, facing the Transcending Mortality Martial Grandmaster Fang Zhun, he actually still had the strength to retaliate. He still felt it to be inconceivable.
However, that was as far as he could go …
Looking at Yan Zhaoge, Zhang Haocheng, Li Sheng and the others all felt rather regretful.
The most frightening thing for a person with astonishing talent was to provoke someone who was much stronger than him before he had truly matured, and as a result, die prematurely.
Yan Zhaoge was the strongest genius they had ever seen. Sadly, having encountered the full power of the Transcending Mortality Fang Kan at the early Essence Talisman stage, his future had been extinguished prematurely.
As the martial practitioners of the Vast Ocean World saw it, even if Yan Zhaoge's cultivation base was a little higher, he would still have a chance of escaping if he met with the upper threshold.
However, with how young Yan Zhaoge was, he really couldn't ask for more. It was just a pity that he didn't know how far he would be able to reach in the future.
Fang Kan also had the same thought in his mind.
Therefore, he was even more decisive in his actions!
Such an enemy with limitless potential must not be left alive!
Yan Zhaoge's expression was very calm as he gazed heavily at Fang Kan, not panicked in the slightest.
It was fine if his method of dealing with Fang Zhaohong was useless. There were still plenty of other methods.
Yan Zhaoge suddenly laughed, his usually calm gaze suddenly turning manic.
The vertical eye between the brows of Fang Kan's Spirit Rhino Avatar flickered, its radiance also turning chaotic.
"Huh?" Staring at Yan Zhaoge, Fang Kan felt greatly curious, because he suddenly discovered that projecting the variations in Yan Zhaoge's techniques and his thoughts was no longer as easy as before.
The originally orderly state before him suddenly became chaotic and disorderly at this moment, crazed and unbridled.
It was as if a normal person had suddenly become a madman.
For a normal person, you could analyse them based on the bits and pieces of their daily life, deducing what they were thinking about and summarising their patterns.
However, for a madman, it would be very hard for you to understand what exactly he was thinking and what he would do at a given moment.
This was what Fang Kan was currently feeling, innumerable threads tangled together as it was hard to find any clues within.
Even Fu Enshu, noticing the changes in Yan Zhaoge by the side, was exceptionally bemused.
A rather distorted, frenzied smile appeared on Yan Zhaoge's face.
Within his heart, there was still a final trace of clarity, just that it was concealed amidst his madness as Fang Kan was still unable to see through it.
One of the Six Spirits Demonic Fists, the Qilin Demonic Fist!
The Qilin, a beast of virtue, was upright and authoritative, suppressing all evil, being the most upright.
However, the Qilin Demonic Fist was the exact opposite, walking the most frenzied, most violent path as it was even more frenzied than the other fist arts of the Six Spirits Demonic Fist.
However, amidst the frenzy, it conformed with the laws of the heavens as it possessed great power, resembling that violent power of destruction when all things lost their order.
It was just that this fist art was not to Yan Zhaoge's liking. Therefore, while Yan Zhaoge occasionally dabbled in the other fist arts of the Six Spirits Demonic Fist, this Qilin Demonic Fist was cast aside.
However, this did not mean that Yan Zhaoge was not proficient in this fist art.
Currently, while Yan Zhaoge was still using martial arts like the Heavenly Broad Creed Palm, his mental state had changed from the calm calmness of the Ocean Stabilising Spirit Fist to the frenzied chaos of the Qilin Demonic Fist.
Fang Kan had been wholeheartedly projecting the thoughts of Yan Zhaoge and Fu Enshu as well as the changes in their techniques. Due to Yan Zhaoge's sudden chaos, he had nearly been dragged into it as well.
His mind seemed to have suddenly sprouted a bunch of weeds as he felt incomparably vexed.
Fang Kan snorted coldly, stabilising his mind as he patiently began to unravel the cocoon.
Gradually, unceasingly sorting through the chaos and dispelling the bewildering fog, he finally saw that final trace of clarity and rationality within Yan Zhaoge's mind.
"There is no point in dragging things out," Fang Kan said with an icy expression on his face, "The person you are waiting for will not be able to come."
As if to prove his judgement, everyone suddenly felt intense fluctuations of power emanating from the distance.
Two auras that were even more powerful than Fang Kan's clashed intensely in the direction of the distant Bewildering Maze Sea, the aftershocks of their collision affecting the Deep Sea Corridor.
One of the streaks of sword-qi revealed its sharpness as a voice resounded from the distance, "Evil Saint, you have indeed arrived!"
Everyone was very familiar with that sword-qi. That was the sword dao legacy of Myriad Sword Pool of the Seven Pillars of Good. That powerful force originated from the Sacred Artifact of Myriad Sword Pool, the Floating Sinking Sword.
Hearing the voice, the expressions of the Vast Ocean World martial practitioners present all changed somewhat as they simultaneously looked towards Yan Zhaoge and Fu Enshu.
Their originally dubious attitudes all changed slightly now, "Could they really be of the Sacred Evil Sect?"
Fang Kan struck out towards Yan Zhaoge with a palm, "If this old man wants to kill you, how would I not be on guard against the Evil Saint? It was precisely for this moment that I specifically invited the Floating Sinking Sword of Myriad Sword Pool to come out! "
Seeing that Fang Kan had already seen through the profundities of the Qilin Demonic Fist, Yan Zhaoge immediately ceased his cultivation technique, his gaze regaining its calm and rationality.
"It was not him that I was waiting for," Yan Zhaoge smiled leisurely.
Yan Zhaoge smiled leisurely. With just a thought, the Deep Sea Corridor began shaking intensely, as though some powerful existence was currently awakening! (To be continued.)
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