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Home > Fantasy > Plundering the Heavens > Chapter 1217

Chapter 1217

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Everyone knew about immortals, but what was an immortal?

Since the primordial times, the word "immortal" represented a person and a mountain. It meant that a person could move a mountain with his or her power alone. A person who was as strong as a mountain, such a person was an immortal. In the eyes of the people of the primordial times, immortals back then were not as powerful as they were now. As long as one possessed extraordinary power, he or she could be called an immortal. To a certain extent, the people who were best known as immortals were only as powerful as the Golden Elixir cultivators in the cultivation world today … But no matter what, the concept of immortals spread and became the symbol of powerful cultivators. As more and more powerful cultivators were born, the definition of immortals became more and more profound!

It was not until the primordial times that the legendary powerhouses were born that the word "immortal" gained a stable definition. That was to be able to go through the Nine Tribulations and refine the source of one's path into the Samadhi True Fire. In terms of cultivation level, one could ascend to the heavens. In terms of power, one could dominate the universe. In terms of lifespan, one could live for more than 12,600 years. It could even be said that as long as one didn't encounter a tribulation, one could live forever …

Immortals represented power and power!

One could even say that it represented a kind of extreme …

And now, Fang Xing truly felt the power of an immortal!

No one would have thought that the Night Clan's divine son would have such magical powers and such good fortune. He had actually devoured a broken immortal and refined that broken immortal into his own immortal body. This allowed him to possess a power that represented the extreme of all living beings in Tianyuan …

Fang Xing had now proven his power. He was indeed qualified to fight against the Night Clan's divine son!

The Great Massacre Divine Technique, sacrificing sins and burning karma, allowed him to gain power comparable to the Night Clan's divine son for a short period of time.

The Hundred Battle Soul Weapon, on the other hand, had endless transformations. It represented a brand new understanding of martial arts.

With these two powers, he even suppressed the Night Clan's divine son for a period of time and saw the light of victory!

But then, the Divine Prince of the Night Clan took out that celestial body, and everything was for naught.

Of course, this was not a real Immortal, but a remnant Immortal who had been devoured by the Divine Son of the Night Clan. He had little power left and was only relying on the power of the bloodline of the Divine Son of the Night Clan. Even so, he was already terrifyingly strong. This Immortal was clearly a Sword Immortal when he was alive, and he walked the path of swordsmanship. In the hands of the Divine Son of the Night Clan, a long sword made of Night Qi seemed to have reached the Great Dao without a trace. Even the Hundred Battle Soul Weapon that Fang Xing had recently refined was suppressed by this long sword.

What was even more terrifying was that the wisp of Divine Qi on the Divine Prince of the Ye Clan was getting stronger and stronger. It made Fang Xing feel a sense of awe from the bottom of his heart. It was as if the creatures of the Sea Clan had met the True Dragon, or the Surviving Species of the Untainted Land had met the Royal Family of the Bone Palace …

The Dao of Martial Arts was completely suppressed. It was only thanks to the Hundred Battle Soul Weapon that they were able to hold on bitterly.

In terms of power, the Ancient Saint technique had gradually lost the karma that could be consumed, and its power was almost exhausted!





No one thought that Fang Xing still had a chance of winning!

The successor of the Small Celestial Realm had even lost the will to watch and was ready to pass away.

Even Xiao Xue's eyes were filled with indescribable worry, even though her tone was strict …





"Am I going to admit defeat just like that?"

Fang Xing couldn't help but have this thought in his mind. He gritted his teeth and held on. The appearance of the Divine Prince of the Ye Clan was too unexpected. It messed up all his plans and made him feel an indescribable pressure. If it was in the past, he wouldn't have held on when faced with such a situation. His first reaction would have been to call for more people to attack him together, and his second reaction would have been to escape first. He didn't care if there was going to be a flood in the future. After all, he had reached his current realm step by step with great difficulty. His will was extremely strong, but he also had the heart to compete with his opponent in an impossible situation!

"What's so scary about the Divine Clan? They're just a bunch of fat lambs that have been slaughtered before … "

"Look at how the Immortals bullied them back then. They're basically slaves …"

"I'm the leader of the Calamity Sect, how can I be scared by a bunch of fat lambs?"

In his heart, he asked himself again and again, and his ambition gradually grew.

No matter how the world demonized the Divine Clan, it was the same for Fang Xing!

Ever since he heard about the relationship between the Immortals and the Divine Clan, he had always looked down on these races …

As a bandit, he had a natural sense of superiority in front of fat lambs …

Even if these fat lambs were the nightmare of the Divine Clan!

As for the crippled Immortal who had suppressed him with a single sword strike, Fang Xing's thoughts were even simpler …

"Damn it, if you were whole, I could still give you some face, but you're actually just a wisp of a soul …"

As he thought about this, he became bolder and bolder.

When people described Fang Mo, they would often add the words "audacious", but in reality … these words were not wrong!

Although he was still suppressed, he had already started to look down on his opponent!

His mind was spinning rapidly as he thought about how he could resolve this crisis …

"The Divine Child of the Night Clan is actually almost done for. How can the backlash of a small world's destruction be so easily endured?"

"Right now, he hasn't even used his original form. It's not because he doesn't want to, but because he needs to use his current form to control the Immortal Seed's martial power to suppress me. That's because he has no confidence in the power of his original form …"

"It's still the same old saying, the Divine Clan isn't that scary …"

"You're powerful, but I … have a lot of tricks up my sleeves …"

As he thought about this, Fang Xing's eyes gradually lit up. Now that the Ancient Sage's technique had lost its source of energy, he finally had a way to deal with it. Although it was a little dangerous, he made up his mind and made up his mind. It only took him a tenth of a second to carry out his plan. This was because while he was distracted, the Divine Child of the Night Clan had already seized the opportunity and stabbed his sword towards Fang Xing from afar. The sword radiance was like a meteor streaking across the sky, carrying the faintly discernible feeling of flying immortals with a single sword strike …

At this moment, Fang Xing could still use his Hundred Battle Soul Weapon to block in front of him and continue to struggle.

However, he also knew that if he continued to struggle, he would only be repeating the process just now.

Instead of that, he might as well give it his all!

"Whoosh!"

The sword was extremely fast and was already in front of him in the blink of an eye.

However, Fang Xing's Hundred Battle Soul Weapon seemed to be a little slower after all. The sword reached Fang Xing's chest.

But it was also at this moment that Fang Xing's five fingers spread open, and in the blink of an eye, he grabbed the sword.

"You're just weak. Even if you've inherited the Ancient Sage's technique, you can't change anything …"

It was the first time that the Divine Child of the Night Clan's eyes were so close to Fang Xing. His eyes were as cold as a whip, lashing into Fang Xing's heart.

His voice sounded like he was announcing Fang Xing's death sentence.

As he spoke, he was already holding the sword and was ready to pierce through Fang Xing's chest.

At their level, a wound through the chest wouldn't kill them, but the sword formed by the Night Qi of the Night Clan's Divine Son was no ordinary sword. Once the sword entered Fang Xing's body, it could destroy his vitality, tear apart his flesh, and taint his Divine Soul!

"Haha, who said that … I only have the Ancient Sage's technique?"

Seeing that Fang Xing was on the brink of death, there was no fear on his face at this moment. Instead, his shifty eyes gleamed as he spoke with great difficulty. The divine son of the Night Clan was stunned by his words. He couldn't be bothered to pay attention to Fang Xing for the time being. He was already prepared to kill Fang Xing and pierce his heart. However, his expression suddenly changed. His intuition told him that there was an extremely dangerous aura coming from Fang Xing's hand!

"Boom …"

Just as Fang Xing said that, a purple flame ignited in his hand that was holding the Divine Child's sword. The flame was extremely terrifying and didn't fear the Night Qi of the Divine Child of the Night Clan at all. It flowed along the sword and seeped into the Divine Child's body bit by bit. It was like a tactile sensation. With his understanding of the Great Celestial Realm, the Divine Child of the Night Clan quickly guessed what the flame was … It was the unique power of the Heavenly Essence Immortals, the True Samadhi Fire that represented the acquisition of immortal talent …

This demon was clearly only at the third level of the Tribulation Passing stage. How could he control the True Samadhi Fire?

This was a huge shock, but it wasn't enough to make him lose his composure. His Night Qi exploded.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two powers collided, but the True Samadhi Fire couldn't hurt him …

"I've devoured a remnant immortal before. Do you think I haven't refined the True Samadhi Fire?"

The Divine Child of the Night Clan was still angry. He roared and stabbed the sword in his hand.

He wanted to directly cut off Fang Xing's life force, and also cut off the last shred of hope in his heart …

So what if it's an immortal flame? It can't hurt me …

But what Fang Xing said next made him realize a serious problem!

"I'm not giving this immortal flame to you …"

The Night Clan's divine son immediately thought of many things. He was shocked and could no longer care about Fang Xing. He hurriedly retreated thousands of feet. Even the sword formed by the Night Qi dissipated. At this time, the little Celestial Soul in the sun and moon above his head seemed to have gained some power and a trace of its own consciousness! Translator: Sparrow Translations Editor: Sparrow Translations Translator: Sparrow Translations Editor: Sparrow Translations Translator: Sparrow Translations Editor: Sparrow Translations The Night Clan's divine son immediately thought of many things.

It was the True Samadhi Fire!

The True Samadhi Fire was another characteristic of immortals. It was like their source of Dao!

When he devoured the remnant immortal, the biggest obstacle was the process of refining the immortal's True Samadhi Fire …

But now, this demon had poured the True Samadhi Fire into his body.

It wasn't to hurt him, but to increase the power of the little immortal soul …

After all, he was barely able to control the immortal soul with the power of the Sun and Moon Elixir. Strictly speaking, he hadn't refined the immortal soul yet. Now that he had received the True Samadhi Fire from Fang Xing, it was like a flame on the verge of being extinguished. His life force suddenly increased by several times. The Divine Child's biggest problem now was not killing Fang Xing, but suppressing the immortal soul with all his might. He was afraid that the immortal soul would rebel. If that happened, he wouldn't be able to do anything to him, let alone kill him …

"Hahahaha, I can't defeat your immortal soul, but I'll make sure you can't control it …"

Just as the Divine Child of the Night Clan was at a loss, Fang Xing laughed out loud. The Hundred Battle Soul Weapon turned into a spear and stabbed forward.

"I have both Sage techniques and immortal techniques. Let's see what else you can use to fight me."

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