'What sword technique did this Fang Xingjian use earlier on? Why are our moves and all sorts of Spatial Translocation techniques useless? '
Right now, Heizi was extremely wary of Fang Xingjian.
The Heavenly Secrets Shifting Art that Fatso cultivated not only allowed him to reflect and move all sorts of attacks, but he could also mess up his opponent's space-time sense and block off the Sudden Inspiration senses. It was an unrivalled technique from the Western Land's Heavenly Secrets Sect.
Moreover, after being at tier six of the Divine level and having been in seclusion for 1,000 years, Fatso's cultivation had become increasingly deep and unfathomable. Each and every one of his actions could even affect a part of the world. He had even broken through the Immortal Child's Spatial Translocation ability and reflected their divine arts.
Right now, Fatso could be said to be the strongest amongst the six of them in terms of realm.
However, a grandmaster like him had been beaten to death by Fang Xingjian despite the other four's help.
Haozi's figure slowly changed and shrank. His body was formed from the condensation of countless spaces. His conjured physique, which appeared to be only the size of a human, was actually the size of several continents that had been compressed together to form his conjured physique.
Wanting to destroy his body would require a power that would be equivalent to wanting to crush several continents into dust.
However, with this, his recovery speed would also be extremely slow. After losing a large amount of his body's tissues, he could only maintain the integrity of his conjured physique's structure by shrinking his body.
His torso and legs started to shrink, and the limbs that he had lost grew out. In the blink of an eye, he took on the appearance of a ten-year-old child.
Tuanzi and Yuzi were also filled with wariness. During the obstructions earlier, their moves could be said to have had the weakest effect on Fang Xingjian.
'The most terrifying thing is still the Sudden Inspiration senses. I clearly didn't sense any danger from each of his moves, but under such circumstances, his seemingly ordinary moves managed to break through our attacks. 'Heizi was still recalling the scene from earlier.
On the other side, Shirako, who hadn't made a move since the beginning, finally made his move. His move was like the movement of the stars and the rotation of the sun and moon.
In an instant, he transformed into a gigantic white dragon that was tens of thousands of meters long. Every time the white dragon moved, it seemed like it was going to burst the entire space.
He gave people the feeling that he was going to break through the shackles of the world at any time, and the whole world was like a cage to him.
This ability to transform into a White Dragon was the White Dragon Quintessence that Shirako had been cultivating for countless days and nights. The White Dragon that he had transformed into was a mythical creature of the Western Land. It possessed the powerful ability to traverse space, devour mountains and rivers, and capture all living things.
However, at the instant he transformed, a beam of sword light shone from Fang Xingjian's fingertip, and the entire white dragon was instantly dismembered into dragon blood, dragon flesh, and dragon scales.
Shirako also came back to his senses at this moment. There was no White Dragon, no sword light, only fear in his eyes. The power that was surging in his body had not truly erupted.
'Invulnerable …'
Shirako's expression was so gloomy that it seemed like it was going to drip water. Ever since Fang Xingjian had appeared, he had been observing him with his Last Tribulation Eye, looking for the opportunity to make a move.
The Last Tribulation Eye could see through a hint of luck in the unseen world. It could detect misfortune and predict success or failure. It allowed him to either not make a move or succeed the moment he made a move.
However, ever since he used his Dharma Eye to observe Fang Xingjian, he couldn't find any opportunity to make a move. Every time he saw the scene in the Last Tribulation Eye, he would be defeated and killed.
This was the reason why he hadn't made a move all this while.
A series of thoughts flashed through the minds of the remaining Quanji seven at lightning speed. In the real world, it took less than ten seconds.
However, within these few seconds, Fang Xingjian moved once again.
Sword shadows connected together, slashing to and fro in the sky like streams of black lines. Heizi, Tuanzi, Yuzi, and Haozi unleashed their full powers at the same time. The sky very quickly turned into a state of chaos. Thunderbolts, flames, and distorted space seethed everywhere.
Streams of martial will waves seethed to and fro, as if wanting to kill all life in the space.
"Be careful!"
"He's coming over!"
"Don't let him target just one person!"
"The six streams of turbid flow are useless!"
Four black lines instantly cut across Haozi's body, and his legs and hands turned into dust in 0.001 seconds. The vast space and astonishing mass seemed to have lost all meaning before Fang Xingjian's sword moves.
Bang! Fang Xingjian's final foot stomped on Haozi's face, and he exploded on the spot like fireworks, turning into light spots that filled up the sky and dissipating into the air.
Yuzi let out an astonished cry, and sound waves that could no longer be heard by the naked eye came ringing out from his body. However, wherever the sound waves passed by, all physical structures would shatter, and all the space started to seethe, wanting to turn the world into a purgatory.
With a soft pffft sound, a stream of black sword shadows descended from the sky, gushing into his fish head and instantly turning it into dust.
"This can't do. This can't go on." As Heizi looked at the scene before him, his gaze became increasingly panicked.
"This guy's sword intent is wearing down our martial will."
"Why is this happening?"
When Divine level experts fought, even tier six Divine level experts, they would still use a portion of their martial will's power to stir up all sorts of energies in the world that were several tens or hundreds of times stronger.
When they attacked each other, they would usually deplete the energies in the world first.
Wherever Fang Xingjian's sword intent passed by, it would not collide with the various sound waves, thunderbolts, high temperatures, or spatial distortions that they had created. Instead, it would slash through their martial will.
After being worn down for the past 1,000 years, the martial will of the Quanji seven people had been continuously turned into their lifespans to help them survive. It had become extremely weak. Even though they had been going around plundering resources to replenish their martial will over the past three months, how could they possibly be a match for Fang Xingjian's martial will which was at 8,500 points?
This was why Fang Xingjian was able to single-handedly kill them with a single sword attack, causing them to continuously retreat in defeat.
However, Tuanzi could no longer tolerate such an absolute disadvantage. With a furious bellow, he turned into a stream of light and descended toward the Imperial Capital.
"Kill all of his subordinates!"
In that instant, the layers of spatial barriers in the sky above the Imperial Capital that had been encompassed by him disappeared.
Earlier on, they had wanted to use the countless experts in the Imperial Capital to carry out a blood sacrifice in order to rescue the leader of the Quanji seven people, the Prince.
However, right now, they were completely suppressed by Fang Xingjian and were at a disadvantage. Seeing that they were going to die in Fang Xingjian's hands one by one, how could they possibly care about the blood sacrifice?
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