Radiant Light, Divine Dragon Appears

While the disciples discussed the arrival of the many geniuses, Zhou Xue gathered with the Fang family's children, but Fang Hanyu was notably absent. 👊😳 69ⓢⒽu𝐗.cσΜ 🎁💋

Fang Zigen exclaimed, "After only fourteen years of cultivation, you've already surpassed those geniuses who have cultivated for decades in terms of prestige. Is this the power of the Heavenly Origin Treasure Spirit?"

The other members of the Fang family were very excited, feeling a sense of pride.

Zhou Xue remained calm, her gaze fixed on the dueling platform, lost in thought.

Just then, the disciples in the distance cried out in surprise.

"Fang Wang is here!"

Zhou Bo exclaimed excitedly, pointing his right hand at Fang Wang.

Everyone turned to look and saw a figure flying from the direction of the third branch. It was Fang Wang. He was not riding a flying sword. His white disciple robe fluttered in the air. His aura was not strong, but as he flew over the main city, his temperament was otherworldly, making it easy for people to focus their attention on him.

Having cultivated in the Heavenly Palace for so many years, Fang Wang possessed an indescribable sense of vicissitude, but this sense of vicissitude, combined with his youthful and handsome appearance, gave birth to a unique charm.

As Zhao Zhen watched Fang Wang's figure, he sighed, "Some people, the moment they appear, you know who the protagonist of the story is."

The surrounding disciples of the Third Clan echoed his sentiments. Fang Wang was now the pride of the entire Third Clan. As long as you praised Fang Wang, you could gain the friendship of the disciples of the Third Clan. Zhao Zhen's words made him even more beloved by the disciples around him.

Lu Yuanjun also looked at Fang Wang, a smile of expectation and appreciation on his face.

"It's been ten years. I wonder how strong Fang Wang is now," Yan Feiyue remarked.

The image of Fang Wang slaying the black dragon in the Great Sage Cave Heaven that day was still vivid in his mind, as if it had happened just yesterday.

Gu Li wore a veil, her beautiful eyes fixed on Fang Wang, filled with anticipation, because she believed Fang Wang could win.

Fang Wang passed through the gap in the formation of the dueling platform and landed lightly on the platform. At this moment, he was the center of attention, with burning gazes coming from all directions. His expression was calm, his posture was upright, and his right hand was gently placed on the hilt of the Qingjun Sword at his waist. Xiao Zi was still in his arms, but she did not dare to peek out.

Cultivators can bring demonic pets into battle; a cultivator's overall strength is never determined solely by their cultivation level.

"Fang Wang has such a fine demeanor," Fang Mo remarked.

Despite being stared at by so many cultivators, Fang Wang remained unfazed. The fact that such a person was actually one of his clansmen made him feel a sense of unreality.

Zhou Xue's expression remained calm, and she did not offer any opinion.

The Sleepy Immortal stood outside the dueling platform, raised his hand to cast a spell, and twelve golden mirrors flew out from the main city of the sect, quickly growing larger and hovering above the main city. The dueling platform was reflected in them, and Fang Wang's figure could be seen from any corner of the main city.

"Is that Fang Wang? He's so handsome!"

"Ten years have passed, and Senior Brother Fang Wang's demeanor has only grown more impressive."

"It's hard to believe he's only been practicing for fourteen years. Standing there, I feel like he's already won."

"That's just a psychological suggestion from Tianyuan Baoling; you all think that Tianyuan Baoling is destined to win."

"Even if the Heavenly Origin Treasure Spirit is powerful, it would be difficult for it to win against all thirteen top-tier geniuses of the era, wouldn't it?"

The sounds of discussion among cultivators echoed throughout the main city. Most disciples believed that Fang Wang was definitely the strongest, but there were too many opponents, and it would be difficult to win against them all. This was not a battle of nine meridians; now his opponents were all top geniuses from various sects.

Guang Qiuxian leaped onto the dueling platform, a gentle smile on his face. He stroked his beard and said, "Today is the day for the disciples of Taiyuan Sect to discuss the Dao with geniuses from all corners of the cultivation world. We will only discuss the Dao, without harming each other. Victory and defeat will eventually be decided, but the path to immortality is endless. Regardless of the outcome, I hope both sides can look forward to the Great Dao of Immortality together."

These words echoed throughout the city through the twelve golden mirrors, leaving the disciples of the Nine Veins and cultivators from all sides in awe. The sect leader's words truly demonstrated his grand vision.

At the edge of the dueling arena, thirteen geniuses preparing to challenge Fang Wang were chatting and laughing.

Liu Jun of the Xuanhong Sword Sect, dressed in blue and with an elegant demeanor, held a folding fan in his hand. He smiled at the geniuses and said, "Fellow Daoists, why don't I go first and test his strength?"

Upon hearing this, the genius cultivator from the Crimson Sun Sect scoffed, "Why should you go first?"

The other geniuses echoed this sentiment, all wanting to go first. Firstly, they knew about Fang Wang's years of cultivation, and secondly, they were full of confidence in themselves and wanted to defeat Fang Wang honorably.

Just then, a voice drifted over:

"Gentlemen, stop arguing and come up together."

Upon hearing this, the smiles of the thirteen geniuses froze, and they all looked at Fang Wang in surprise.

Guang Qiuxian's smile froze, and he looked at Fang Wang with a questioning gaze: Was he serious?

That day, Fang Wang said he wanted to deal with these geniuses together, which made Guang Qiuxian mistakenly think it was a series of battles like the Nine Meridians Battle. Little did he know that this kid would actually challenge these geniuses one by one.

With twelve golden mirrors pointed at Fang Wang, his words, no matter how softly he spoke, could be clearly heard throughout the city, not to mention that he was not speaking softly at all, but rather his voice was quite loud.

The entire city fell silent, and even the disciples of Taiyuan Sect were moved.

Lu Yuanjun's smile vanished, and he frowned deeply.

Zhao Zhen maintained his smile, but his hands were clenched tightly in his sleeves.

"Hmph, aren't you being far too arrogant?"

Song Jinyuan, the sole disciple of the Great Qi Sword Saint, stared coldly at Fang Wang and said in a chilling voice. He held his sword with both hands, wore a simple cloth robe and a bamboo hat, had a weathered face, and eyes like a lion, which were both indifferent and exuded a domineering aura.

Fang Wang calmly said, "You all don't want to miss the chance to fight me, right? Come at me all at once to save time. Besides, you really don't have a chance in a one-on-one fight."

Madness!

This was everyone's first reaction upon hearing these words.

Zhou Xue's lips curled up, and a smile appeared on her face for the first time.

Seeing Fang Wang's confidence, Guang Qiuxian had no choice but to believe him and said, "In that case, you may all come up on stage together."

Since even he said so, the thirteen geniuses naturally couldn't refuse. They all leaped onto the dueling platform, quickly spread out, and surrounded Fang Wang. Their gazes toward Fang Wang varied; some were angry, some disdainful, some jealous, and some mocking.

Liu Jun tucked the folding fan into his belt, raised his hand to summon a large bow, and sneered, "Fang Wang, why don't you reveal the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Spirit and let us see it? I'm very curious, what exactly is the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Spirit that makes you so arrogant!"

Without saying a word, Song Jinyuan drew his longsword. The blade was four fingers wide, silver-blue, and emanated a cold aura, clearly indicating its extraordinary quality.

The other geniuses each took out their own magical artifacts, and some even directly summoned their natal spirit treasures.

Fang Wang raised his right hand, and the Heavenly Palace Halberd materialized in his hand. This time, he did not hide the true power of the Heavenly Palace Halberd. A domineering aura erupted, sweeping across all directions and stirring up a strong wind.

chant—

A dragon's roar emanated from within the Heavenly Palace Halberd, echoing throughout the city and drawing the attention of all cultivators to it.

What an imposing halberd!

Although many disciples had seen the Heavenly Palace Halberd in the Nine Meridians Battle ten years ago, they were still amazed when they saw it again.

At this moment, the natal spirit treasures of the thirteen geniuses began to tremble, and those geniuses who had not yet summoned their natal spirit treasures were horrified to discover that their natal spirit treasures were manifesting uncontrollably.

The disciples around the dueling platform also changed their expressions drastically. They felt the restlessness of their respective natal spirits. Fortunately, the dueling platform was protected by an array, which prevented their natal spirits from going out of control.

"Could the strange phenomena of that year have been because he created the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Spirit?"

Someone couldn't help but exclaim, "Sixteen years ago, the natal spirits of all the disciples of the sect flew out of their bodies uncontrollably, causing them to tremble with fear. How could they forget this incident?"

Lu Yuanjun's expression was solemn. His expression looked no different from that of the other disciples around him, but the killing intent in his heart was surging.

He sensed a strong threat from Fang Wang!

He thought of Zhao Zhen's words: if Fang Wang surpassed him and learned the truth of what happened back then, would he really let him go?

Although he had only met Fang Wang a few times, he found that Fang Wang was different from most cultivators. He was not eager to surrender for the sake of benefits. Perhaps this was the mark of a genius who did not need to rely on others.

Fang Wang held a halberd in one hand, his robes fluttering in the wind, his aura overwhelming. He looked down at the geniuses around him and said, "Gentlemen, why not state your names? Today's battle is our first encounter. I hope we can become friends through this fight and work together to achieve immortality."

If he's going to fight, then he'll fight fair and square!

But he also didn't want to make enemies because of his arrogance.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the thirteen geniuses softened. They could understand Fang Wang's arrogance. If they had the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Spirit, they would definitely be even more arrogant. But now that Fang Wang was taking the initiative to make amends, how could they refuse?

Despite their anger, they all knew that Fang Wang, who possessed the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Spirit, would eventually become a legend they could never reach.

"The Crimson Sun Sect, Tang Kun!"

"The Chi Demon Sect, Li Lisheng!"

"Sword Saint's disciple, Song Jinyuan!"

"Taiqing Sect, Lu Xunfeng!"

"Tian Shu Sect, Mo Bei!"

One by one, the geniuses announced their names. After everyone had finished speaking, Fang Wang suddenly took to the air, holding his halberd in one hand.

The thirteen geniuses subconsciously looked up at him.

"Ten years ago, I learned a unique skill in the Great Sage Cave Heaven. Now I have barely mastered it, and I am ready to demonstrate it to you all."

Fang Wang looked down at them and spoke calmly. As soon as he finished speaking, wisps of energy appeared around him, quickly swirling around him and solidifying into a huge dragon head.

Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Technique, Qi Dragon!

Guang Qiuxian looked up, his brows furrowed. He was equally curious about what kind of extraordinary skill Fang Wang had learned.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the dragon energy around Fang Wang rapidly solidified, even the dragon whiskers and eyes became lifelike, as if the dragon's soul had possessed him.

Forming a dragon!

Immediately afterwards, the dragon emitted a white light and transformed into a white dragon!

Upon seeing this scene, Guang Qiuxian and the Nine Veins Peak Master's expressions changed drastically, as if they had realized something, and their faces showed disbelief.

Fang Wang leaped up again. What was originally just a dragon's head rose up as he took flight, and the dragon's body extended below, as if a divine dragon had emerged from another dimension. When he flew to a height of a hundred feet, a magnificent white dragon, twenty feet long, stood proudly in the sky, looking down at the dueling platform.

Nine Dragons Divine Transformation Technique!