It was the ultimate technique of the Huangfu clan, the Divine Calculation Destruction Technique, which was famous even in the Divine Land. It was a top-notch Divine Calculation Technique.
Only the cultivators of the main bloodline of the Huangfu clan could comprehend this technique. Therefore, when all the Golden Core cultivators were suppressed by Fang Xing's Great Sword Demon Technique, these five cultivators, who seemed inconspicuous among the cultivators, flew out. With Huangfu Qingtian as the leader, the five of them were all cultivators of the main bloodline of the Huangfu clan. Be it their status or their strength at the same realm, they were not comparable to ordinary Golden Core cultivators.
Under the activation of the Divine Calculation Destruction Technique, the gray aura looked ordinary, but at this moment, it revealed an astonishing and strange effect. The five gray auras turned into a cage-like existence that enveloped Fang Xing from five directions. Then, they pressed forward at the same time. Wherever they passed, the Great Sword Demon Technique and other techniques that Fang Xing had cast were simultaneously dissolved by the five wisps of smoke.
It was a kind of withering power, like the desolation after all things had withered and the withering of exuberance.
The word "destruction" had already described the characteristics of this technique!
"Evolve the Divine Calculation and destroy all techniques. Little devil, let's see how you're going to cause trouble again …"
Among the five cultivators, Huangfu Qingtian, who was the leader, had red eyes as he shouted loudly with a certain sense of relief and venting.
It had to be said that this little devil led the ferocious beasts to attack the ancestral land of the Huangfu clan and fled to the Black Water Lake, where he sat cross-legged on the lotus platform and slaughtered the cultivators of the Huangfu clan. This was simply a heavy slap in the face of the Huangfu clan!
In particular, all the cultivators knew that this little devil was in the situation where his cultivation was destroyed.
Now, he just used some unknown secret technique to temporarily obtain magic power and was able to activate the techniques.
Fortunately, it seemed that the Divine Calculation Destruction Technique worked. The five cultivators of the main bloodline of the Huangfu clan should be able to trap him together.
The five wisps of gray smoke rapidly shrank toward the center. When they destroyed all the techniques that Fang Xing had cast and locked onto him, this little devil would be sealed and could sink to the bottom of the Black Water Lake to suppress him for tens of thousands of years …
"Hundred and Eight Thousand Swords … Fox God Fire … Rain Summoning Technique …"
Fang Xing also had a cold expression on his face as he unleashed a few spells in quick succession. Feather swords, flames, and raindrops covered the sky and the earth as they surged outwards.
However, it was useless. Under the attack of the gray smoke, all of the divine light that contained spiritual power was obliterated, losing its divine might.
The gray smoke that the five of them cast together could simply destroy all techniques. Fang Xing's heart suddenly turned cold. Now that his Dao Origin had collapsed and his Dharma Seeds had been obliterated, even though he was temporarily relying on the lotus platform to help him absorb magic power, he still had many damaged Dharma Seeds in his Dantian after all. He no longer had the foundation to cast spells, so there weren't many spells that he could cast. Even if he cast a few spells, they wouldn't have enough power. In the face of the Huangfu Clan's divine art, he suddenly had a feeling that his will was willing, but his strength was insufficient …
At this time, fleeing as quickly as possible was the correct choice. However, he sat cross-legged on the lotus platform and couldn't easily get up.
"Art of Annihilation …"
Fang Xing watched as the five wisps of gray smoke rolled toward him. He suddenly stopped and sat cross-legged on the lotus platform, motionless.
He murmured and seemed to have moved. However, it was only a trace of inspiration and he couldn't capture it clearly.
"This little devil is really at his wit's end. He's trapped by the divine art that the five of us cast together. Let's see where he can escape to …"
The cultivators of the Huangfu Clan already had cold smiles on their faces as if victory was already in their grasp.
The five wisps of gray smoke had already wrapped around Fang Xing. There was no way to escape. Even the little monkey in their palms couldn't escape.
He even stopped casting spells to prevent the five wisps of gray smoke from shrinking.
It looked like he had resigned himself to his fate!
However, when the five wisps of gray smoke were only thirty feet away from Fang Xing and had even obscured Fang Xing's figure, the cultivators of the Huangfu Clan heaved a sigh of relief. Fang Xing suddenly raised his head with a smile on his face. He also slowly moved his hands and murmured an ancient incantation. A few breaths later, he shouted, "Art of Annihilation!"
Boom!
The void suddenly trembled. A wisp of gray smoke appeared between Fang Xing's hands and shot into the sky. It was like a giant umbrella covering Fang Xing's head. The smoke caused the void to tremble and distort. Even the laws of the world changed irrevocably. All the spirit lights in the surroundings were assimilated by the gray smoke and disappeared.
Among them, there was even the gray smoke conjured by the five Golden Core cultivators of the Huangfu Clan.
The five wisps of Annihilation Divine Power and Fang Xing's wisp of Annihilation Divine Power were scorched in the air. Then, they were torn apart and refined.
The spell cast by the five of them at the same time was far inferior to the one cast by Fang Xing alone.
"How … how is this possible?"
When the five of them realized that their Annihilation Divine Power was being pulled away, they were extremely shocked.
Their expressions were more terrifying than seeing a ghost.
This was the Huangfu Clan's most treasured divine art. Only the disciples of the main bloodline could cultivate it. How did this little devil know it?
"Haha …"
Fang Xing clenched both of his hands in the air, pinching the six Destruction Divine Powers that were floating in the void of all heavens. He smiled very proudly, "This Destruction Divine Mystery Art has been learned by this Young Master fifteen years ago, but I didn't want to cultivate it at that time. It was only until today that I discovered a problem … That is, if I were to use Chaos Divine Powers, this Destruction Divine Mystery Art is really the most suitable Divine Mystery Art … All of you are cultivating the wrong way. If this Young Master is given another chance, I will let all of you see what is the true Destruction Divine Powers … Unfortunately, there is no time!"
Boom! Boom!
Boom! He suddenly swung his hands, and the six wisps of Annihilation Divine Power lashed out like six whips.
"But it doesn't matter. As long as I can help Senior Sister Xiao …"
"I'll thank the Huangfu Clan with the calamity of annihilation!"
Boom!
The six wisps of Annihilation Divine Power swept out, and the first to bear the brunt of it was Huangfu Qingtian.
The patriarch of the Huangfu Clan, a Golden Core Stage cultivator who was half a step into the Nascent Soul realm, was enveloped by this destructive divine power and was immediately whipped into the Black Water Lake by the tremendous force contained within it. During this process, he cried out in panic, but his body still rapidly withered. It was as if he had become the bark of an old tree that had lived for god knows how many years. He gradually withered, cracked, and his hair fell inch by inch.
"Little devil, you deserve it …"
Huangfu Qingtian roared, but his voice turned hoarse and old. In the end, it was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.
Whoosh!
Just like a carp leaping over the dragon gate, a python-shaped demon spirit jumped up from the Black Water Lake and rolled Huangfu Qingtian into the lake. Then, tens of thousands of demon spirits surged up together, tearing and biting each other. In just a short moment, Huangfu Qingtian's body was torn apart. Huangfu Qingtian's Divine Soul was exposed. This Divine Soul wanted to escape, but the surrounding demon spirits immediately rushed up and devoured it.
"Oh … What a tragic death …"
Fang Xing shivered and sympathized with Huangfu Qingtian's fate.
Speaking of which, this Golden Core Cultivator's fate was similar to his son's. They were both devoured by Demon Spirits.
"Little devil, you actually killed our Clan Master …"
In the void, countless Golden Core Cultivators were stunned and almost couldn't believe the scene in front of them.
This was the Huangfu Clan Master who had been in charge of the Huangfu Clan for a hundred years …
He had even been promised by the Patriarch that he would be bestowed the Black Water Lake Essence and become the next generation Yuanying Cultivator of the Huangfu Clan.
But at this moment, he was killed so easily by that little devil?
"Wahaha, it's your turn now …"
Fang Xing turned his head and saw them again. He turned his head and waved his hand, whipping out six Destructive Divine Powers.
For a moment, screams were heard on the Black Water Lake, and a sea of blood surged into the sky.
With six Destructive Divine Powers in hand, Fang Xing whipped the Golden Core Cultivators of the Huangfu Clan, making them wail like ghosts and howl like wolves as they desperately ran away.
The destructive divine power evolved into chaos, and it was sinister and mysterious. Anyone who was hit by the whip would have their bodies scorched, and they would quickly die of old age. Even their spiritual light and spells would become dim because of this. Before the destructive divine power, all the cultivators' defenses and protective magic treasures lost their effectiveness. They howled in grief as their lifespans were forcibly changed, and they fell into the black lake with the appearance of a withered old man.
The Destructive Divine Powers were the Huangfu Clan's most treasured divine powers.
They could deduce divine powers and destroy all spells!
Fang Xing had obtained this mental cultivation technique when he interrogated Huangfu Daozi's head all those years ago.
However, he didn't think much of the Destructive Divine Powers at that time. Coupled with his vigilance, even if Huangfu Daozi was completely under his control, he still didn't feel at ease. He felt that it was very likely that Huangfu Daozi harbored evil intentions and gave him a divine power that wasn't easy to cultivate. So he only used it as a reference and comprehended the Grand Daos and profound techniques within it, but he didn't truly cultivate it.
After he lost his cultivation, he thought about recovering his cultivation at all times. He carefully studied all the techniques he could think of, and he studied the Destructive Divine Powers over and over again for many years. However, he was unable to completely comprehend it, and he was unable to obtain the technique to recover his cultivation. Of course, his understanding of this divine power had already surpassed numerous ordinary cultivators of the Huangfu Clan.
At this moment, when he saw the five main bloodline cultivators of the Huangfu Clan execute the divine power and destroy all spells, he was slightly moved. A flash of inspiration arose in his heart, and he felt that he might be able to cultivate a great technique if he used this divine power as a foundation. Presently, he was in a battle and time was of the essence, so he didn't have the time to carefully think about it. He just instinctively circulated the same technique and activated the Chaotic Energy that was unintentionally born on the Ascension Mountain all those years ago. It was blessed by nature and complemented each other, so it erupted with shocking might as soon as it was executed.
Of course, it was only a flash of inspiration, and he didn't have a deep understanding of it. This technique could only bring out the characteristics of a certain aspect of the Chaotic Energy, and it couldn't bring out its power to the extreme. However, for the current Fang Xing, it was completely enough.
Under the various coincidences, a shocking scene appeared.
The five Golden Core cultivators from the Huangfu Clan used the Art of Divine Armament Annihilation, but they were also countered by the Little Devil with the Art of Divine Armament Annihilation. Under the wave of six destructive divine powers, the five Golden Core cultivators from the main meridians, along with the Golden Core cultivators who had survived the Great Sword Devil Technique, were killed at the same time. Like raindrops, they fell into the Black Water Lake. The cultivators who were originally flying around the Little Devil like flies on the Black Water Lake were killed by the Great Sword Devil Technique, and the rest were swept away by the destructive divine powers. For a moment, the void seemed to have been cleansed, and not a single figure could be seen.
They were completely stunned!
Those cultivators of the Huangfu Clan who didn't enter the lake to fight due to their insufficient cultivation, or those who arrived a little too late, were shocked speechless by this scene.
In such a short time, how many people did the Little Devil kill?
Forty? Fifty? Or nearly a hundred?
It should be known that these weren't cabbages — they were all f * cking living people!
Moreover, they were Golden Core Realm cultivators of the Huangfu Clan, one in ten thousand with extraordinary skills!
After the Five Forefathers recovered, they recalled all the Golden Core Realm cultivators of the Huangfu Clan who were either in the open or in the dark. After that, Huangfu Shentong brought a large number of them to the divine continent, leaving the rest in the ancestral land. It could be said that they were the last backbone of the Huangfu Clan, but now, they were all killed in one breath … This … This was simply making the Huangfu Clan vomit blood!
"Wahhh … Little Devil, the Huangfu Clan will not rest until one of us is dead …"
Indeed, someone vomited blood. An old Yuanying cultivator flew over from afar with a ferocious and indignant expression.
It was the old Yuanying cultivator, Huangfu Duanjing, who was in charge of the Huangfu Clan. This old man had already made a move before the fierce beasts entered the ancestral land. However, he originally wanted to protect the Huangfu Clan's Pill Cavern, Scripture Temple, Tianzi Court, and other important places to prevent them from being destroyed by the rampaging fierce beasts. Then, he would come back to deal with the Little Devil. However, he suddenly received a piece of news that frightened him.
He originally thought that even if those Golden Core Realm disciples couldn't take down the Little Devil, it wouldn't be a problem to trap him. In the end …
… they were all killed by the Little Devil?
This was simply making his old heart vomit blood …
For a moment, he couldn't care about anything else and rushed over with bloodshot eyes. Moreover, he came with his true body, and he swore that he wouldn't rest until he killed the Little Devil!
"I've been fighting the Huangfu Clan to the death for a long time, and now you know?"
Fang Xing grinned and clenched his fist in the air. Six divine forces of destruction whipped toward the Yuanying Ancestor at the same time.
"How dare you use the divine technique of my Huangfu Clan against me! Die!"
Huangfu Duanjing's pupils constricted rapidly when he saw this. He didn't make a gesture or chant an ancient incantation. He just clenched his fist in the air, and then two enormous claws of destruction divine force appeared and clawed at the six divine forces of destruction. Bang!
Bang! Bang!
Bang! The two enormous claws each grabbed three divine forces of destruction, and then Huangfu Duanjing forcefully tore them apart.
Bang!
A string of sounds that sounded like a pipa being played resounded. The six divine forces of destruction suddenly collapsed and struck the sky, and the sound was ear-piercing and disorderly.
"Stop!"
Fang Xing was almost pulled flying by Huangfu Duanjing, but he only swayed for a moment before he relied on the strength of the lotus platform to stabilize himself.
The lotus platform sat in the sky, so his body didn't sway and his magic power flowed endlessly. Even the Yuanying Ancestor couldn't move him.
"Get your ass over here!"
Huangfu Duanjing was a Yuanying Ancestor, and he had come here in his physical body, so he had extraordinary strength. However, he failed to move Fang Xing when he tried to pull him. He was stunned for a moment, and then a little annoyed rose in his heart. He let out a roar and swallowed a mouthful of breath, causing his physical strength to increase by hundreds of times. He then pulled with both hands again and used the force of the mountain to pull at the divine force of destruction.
"Will of the Pilgrimage Mountain, suppress my body!"
Fang Xing's eyes turned cold, and he activated the will of the Pilgrimage Mountain.
Although the Dharma seed had been destroyed, and the Essence power from the Pilgrimage Mountain had been ground into his primal chaos magic, he cultivated the Lawless Pill, which allowed him to control all kinds of magic. The will of the Pilgrimage Mountain he had once comprehended was still firmly imprinted in his sea of consciousness, although its power was much weaker. Now, he immediately drew on the will of the mountain. At the same time, large amounts of spiritual energy from the Lotus Throne flowed into his body, causing him to look like an unchanging mountain that stood firmly in the air, motionless and unshakable.
"Pa pa pa pa pa …"
The five divine forces of destruction collapsed at this moment, causing black turbulence to appear in the sky.
Only one divine force of destruction that Fang Xing had personally activated was still in the hands of him and Huangfu Jingduan, and they were evenly matched.
"So it's that lotus platform …"
Huangfu Jingduan was, after all, a Nascent Soul cultivator. He was experienced, knowledgeable, and had a profound cultivation base. Although he was enraged, he realized the problem after not mentioning Fang Xing twice. He swept his gaze around and saw the lotus platform Fang Xing was sitting on. In his Dharma Eyes, he could clearly see the situation of the spiritual Qi of the heavens flowing into Fang Xing's body through the lotus platform. All kinds of thoughts in his mind were verified one by one, and his pupils shrank fiercely. "So that's how it is. Little Devil, your cultivation base has long been crippled, and you have no magic power at all. You're actually using this lotus platform to provide magic power for yourself … Don't you realize that with your half-crippled body, operating such a powerful lotus platform is like a small stream drawing the water of a river into a small stream? You can reach the peak of your cultivation base for a while, but after that, your meridians will collapse, and you'll immediately lose your life?"
"Don't you find it annoying?"
Fang Xing shouted coldly. He grabbed the divine force of destruction with one hand, and flicked the tip of his other finger. Thousands of black sword Qi burst out, almost surging like a tide.
"Swoosh …"
Huangfu Jingduan's figure flashed, and he disappeared in front of Fang Xing in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already behind him. His hand formed a sword seal, and his figure was like a ghost. In a flash, he slashed out several shocking sword Qi, all of which were actually aimed at the lotus platform that Fang Xing was sitting on. His voice came from all directions. "Do you want to drag my Huangfu family down with you with this little ability? Your lotus platform needs to sit still in order to absorb spiritual Qi into your magic power. This old man wants to see how you can act mighty after breaking the lotus platform. "
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"
As he spoke, Huangfu Jingduan spat out a mouthful of natal true blood. Unexpectedly, the blood essence turned into his appearance. For a moment, there were hundreds of clones, filling the void and slashing at the lotus platform from different angles. Even though Fang Xing had the divine force of destruction in his left hand and the Great Sword Demon Art in his right hand, he couldn't catch Huangfu Jingduan's shadow at this time.
"F * ck, aren't you embarrassed? A Yuanying great cultivator is circling around me like a monkey. Can't we have a proper fight?"
Fang Xing cursed angrily, and used the Great Sword Demon Art to firmly guard the lotus platform.
"Hehehehe … What right do you have to fight with this old man? Watch me destroy your lotus platform …"
Huangfu Jingduan laughed coldly, and the sword light that slashed at the lotus platform became even more vigorous.
"You shameless …"
Fang Xing waved the divine force of destruction and cursed angrily.
"You're ignorant!"
Huangfu Jingduan scolded coldly, and his attacks weren't slow at all.
This simply drove Fang Xing mad with anger. Now, he was truly worried about this method of battle!
Huangfu Jingduan was a great Yuanying great cultivator. If he didn't fight him head-on, he really wouldn't be able to catch this old man with his current abilities. Even if the Great Sword Demon Art and the divine force of destruction grazed him a little, it wouldn't hurt him at all. Although the lotus platform was extremely mysterious, it was made of extremely fragile material. If this old man hit it, it would shatter. At that time, he would be completely defeated.
"You're shameless!"
"You're ignorant!"
"You're shameless!"
"You're ignorant!"
"You're ignorant …"
"You're the fucking ignorant one …"
Both of them were extremely busy as they fought and scolded each other.
In the end, Fang Xing couldn't bear it anymore. He gritted his teeth and shouted, "Old bastard, do you really think I can't do anything to you?"
As he shouted, he took out a blood lotus flower and pressed his palm against the lotus platform.
Rumble! It seemed like the entire world was trembling.
The almost material spirit energy in the Huangfu Clan's Ancestral Grounds surged towards the lotus platform that Fang Xing was on like tidewater. It simply formed a tempest of spirit energy that was drawn over by the lotus platform and poured madly into Fang Xing's body. This had simply exceeded the limits of Fang Xing's current cultivation, and it was even to the extent that he wouldn't be able to endure such violent spirit energy when he was at his peak in the past. In an instant, he'd already transformed into the Three-Headed Six-Armed Demon Image. It wasn't to defend himself, but to use this method to consume a large amount of the excessive spirit energy in his body …
At the same time, he put the blood lotus flower in his mouth and flew up.
He'd already left the lotus platform, and he held the enormous black sword in one hand and Blooddrinker in the other. His robe fluttered as he charged straight towards Huangfu Duanjing.
"You …"
Huangfu Duanjing was so shocked that his eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets when he saw this scene.
Why did this little devil really leave the lotus platform?
"Haha! Look at how ignorant you are …."
Fang Xing charged into the sky, and his sword and saber danced like the wind as he annihilated Huangfu Duanjing's clones one by one.
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