Chapter 991
Follow me, and your life will continue!
The long-standing power struggle between the Taihuang Heaven, the Daluo Heaven, and many other celestial realms will once again unfold in the most primal and bloody way—a life-or-death battle between the younger generation—on this battlefield of immortals.
With a few steps, Fang Qing arrived at the battlefield of immortals!
As far as the eye could see, there was a vast, desolate, and dilapidated land, marked by countless battles.
The sky was a perpetual leaden gray, devoid of the sun, moon, and stars, only heavy war clouds hanging low, as if they might collapse at any moment.
A faint smell of blood, the rust of metal, and the pungent odor of burnt energy filled the air. In the distance, one could see fractured mountains, dried-up riverbeds, the ruins of magnificent collapsed buildings, and... scattered white bones, weathered or half-buried in the dust.
Some of the skeletons were enormous, clearly belonging to some ancient and powerful creatures.
The spiritual energy between heaven and earth was exceptionally violent and chaotic, mixed with energy residues of various attributes, and even faintly wafted with resentment and killing intent, which continuously eroded the cultivator's state of mind.
At the same time, Fang Qing could also sense that in certain places on this ancient battlefield, there were indeed pure and powerful energy sources and law fluctuations hidden, which was where the opportunity lay.
"What a magnificent ancient battlefield!"
Yang Qi took a deep breath, his eyes sharp, and the divine particles within his body vibrated faintly, seemingly excited by this land filled with the aura of killing and suppression.
Let's go take a walk and have a look!
Fang Qing and Yang Qi strode forward.
After they had traveled for a while, suddenly, a rumbling sound!
The already gloomy sky above suddenly erupted with lightning and thunder. Countless terrifying bolts of lightning, as thick as buckets and bluish-purple in color, struck down from the clouds without warning, instantly forming a "net of heaven and earth" that covered an area of dozens of miles and was composed of pure lightning laws.
Within the power grid, lightning eyes, formed from condensed lightning, slowly opened. These lightning eyes were cold and ruthless, seemingly able to see through everything. Deep within the pupils of each eye, one or more figures with powerful auras, dressed in uniform robes, were reflected.
These figures sat cross-legged on key nodes of the power grid, looking down at Fang Qing and the others below with undisguised greed, cruelty, and violence in their eyes.
Clearly, this was a group of hunters who had been lying in wait nearby, specifically targeting newly teleported lone or small teams. They had used some kind of secret technique or magical artifact to sense the spatial fluctuations in advance and quickly set up a killing formation.
"Great Capital True Qi Thunder and Lightning Sky-Splitting Immortal Array! Bombard them!"
A cold, murderous voice came from the largest lightning eye at the very center of the electric grid.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The net of heaven and earth suddenly contracted, and countless destructive lightning beams, lightning dragons, and lightning spears poured down on Fang Qing below like a torrential rain. Their power was enough to instantly vaporize the sun, moon, and stars.
Furthermore, a strange power that tore through space and imprisoned magic spread out, attempting to trap them within the formation.
"The capital's academy?"
The Great Capital Academy, backed by the "Great Capital Heaven" Immortal Realm, is among the stronger of all academies. It is particularly skilled in the arts of lightning and formations. The "Great Capital True Qi Lightning Sky-Splitting Immortal Formation" before them is indeed a powerful ancient immortal formation fragment. It is activated by at least two thousand Great Saints or even Heavenly Realm disciples, and its power is amplified, enough to threaten high-level Heavenly Realm experts.
Unfortunately, they encountered Fang Qing.
Faced with the overwhelming lightning strikes that would have even made ordinary seventh-level Celestial Realm cultivators flustered, Fang Qing simply raised his right hand slightly, spread his five fingers, and gently grabbed the dense electric net above his head!
"The Hand of Heaven".
He uttered four words softly.
A colossal hand, seemingly formed from chaotic energy, appeared out of thin air in the sky. The palm lines of this hand contained the great principles of the birth and death of stars, the rotation of the five elements, and the alternation of yin and yang. It also exuded an unparalleled majesty that transcended all things and held the fate of all living beings in its hands.
The moment the giant hand appeared, the raging lightning, the shrinking electric grid, the icy eye of lightning... everything was put on pause.
Then, the giant hand gently clenched its fist.
Snap! Snap! Snap! Boom!
As if crushing a giant glass dome, the mighty "Great Capital True Qi Thunder and Lightning Sky-Splitting Immortal Array," covering an area of dozens of miles, crumbled instantly like paper under this grasp.
All the lightning energy was crushed and exploded, turning into countless stray sparks of electricity, which were then directly assimilated by the aura emanating from the chaotic giant hand.
At the heart of the formation, the disciples from the major academies who were stationed there all coughed up blood, their faces filled with utter shock and fear. The immortal formation that had made them famous and had trapped and killed many powerful enemies had actually been crushed so easily by the opponent!
"Who goes there?!"
A roar filled with shock and anger came from the center of the formation. A figure suddenly stood up, his aura exploding. He was a master of the sixth level of the Heavenly Realm.
He wore a magnificent dark blue robe and a jade crown. His handsome face was twisted with anger, and his eyes were filled with arrogance and murderous intent.
"I am the Son of Heaven of the Great Capital Academy, 'Thunder King' Lei Wuji! I have come here by the mandate of Heaven of the Great Capital! Today I will kill you, you ignorant fool, and use your head to sacrifice to my great formation!"
Clang!
He suddenly drew a long sword from his waist, its blade gleaming white with lightning patterns flowing across it. The moment the sword was drawn, it was as if thousands of thunderbolts exploded simultaneously, illuminating a patch of dark sky.
"Splitting the Milky Way with a blade!"
Lei Wuji roared, becoming one with his blade, transforming into a bright, snow-white blade of light that tore through the sky, and slashed fiercely down towards Fang Qing.
This strike contained his life's cultivation and understanding of lightning and the way of the sword. From the depths of the sword light, an eternal galaxy that spanned the universe evolved. Then, this galaxy suddenly exploded, turning into endless fragments of stars burning with flames of destruction. With a terrifying aura that could shatter eternity and tear apart all nothingness, it enveloped Fang Qing!
woo woo woo...
The blade's edge pierced the air, emitting a shrill, mournful whistle that seemed to slay ghosts and gods, its sharpness capable of killing even the most powerful immortals!
This is Lei Wuji's ultimate move. With this move, he once killed a powerful enemy at the seventh level of the Heavenly Realm!
However, faced with this earth-shattering strike, Fang Qing merely shook his head slightly.
"Fancy and gaudy."
He didn't even bother to use any supernatural powers; he simply stretched out his right hand again, his index and middle fingers together, and gently pinched the descending blade of light.
Ding!
A clear, crisp sound, like the clanging of metal or the striking of a jade chime, rang out.
That terrifying blade light, powerful enough to cleave galaxies and annihilate eternity, was effortlessly held between Fang Qing's two fingers.
The blade trembled violently, emitting a resentful buzz, yet it could neither advance an inch nor break free!
"what?!"
Lei Wuji's ferocity and confidence froze instantly, turning into boundless horror and disbelief. He felt as if his connection with the sword had been severed by an irresistible force.
The next moment, Fang Qing exerted a slight force with his fingers.
Click!
That gleaming longsword, of extremely high quality and nearly a low-grade immortal artifact, actually broke in half.
"puff--!"
Lei Wuji coughed up blood again. His natal magic weapon was destroyed, and he suffered a severe injury, his aura instantly weakening.
But Fang Qing's actions did not stop.
He casually tossed the broken sword aside, then waved his sleeve lightly at Lei Wuji and the densely packed disciples of the capital academy behind him, who were already stunned by the scene before them.
"Disperse."
An invisible yet vast chaotic power, as boundless as the starry sky and carrying the will to devour the heavens, swept out like a storm!
The more than two thousand disciples of the capital academy had no time to react, and did not even have time to scream. Under this force, their physical bodies and souls were annihilated, turning into the purest energy particles and dissipating in the air!
Only the storage treasures, weapons, and other items they carried fell down like raindrops.
Lei Wuji, as the "Son of Heaven," managed to sustain himself for an extra half breath, but only for half a breath.
The horror in his eyes turned into boundless fear and despair, and then his consciousness was completely plunged into darkness.
With a mere gesture, he shattered the great formation, broke the immortal blade, and annihilated two thousand enemies!
This terrifying scene also made Yang Qi, Empress Xuanming, and others behind Fang Qing feel a chill in their hearts.
They knew Fang Qingqiang, but they didn't expect him to be this strong!
Just as Lei Wuji and his disciples were completely annihilated, Fang Qing sensed that, from the dissipated remnants of their souls, a faint but special aura was extracted and merged into his own body.
Immediately, he felt a slight warmth on the back of his hand, and a blurry number appeared – “2107”.
The number flashed by, but Fang Qing clearly sensed its presence.
This must be a unique rule of the Battlefield of Immortals—the automatic recording of merits after killing students from opposing academies.
He just killed 2107 people in one fell swoop, and his merit points increased by 2,107.
Looking at the sky and earth that had suddenly become empty, leaving only a mess and fallen objects, Fang Qing sighed inwardly.
What is the point of such a battle?
Was it all for the so-called "face" of the immortal realm and the illusory "merits"? Countless young lives were harvested like weeds. But he also knew that he was caught in this situation and had no choice in the matter.
If you don't kill someone, someone will kill you.
To survive, to protect those behind you, and to achieve your goals, you must pick up the butcher's knife and become stronger and more ruthless than your enemies.
Just as his thoughts were turning, another unexpected event occurred!
laugh!
A golden sword light, so sharp it seemed capable of cleaving the heavens and earth, shot forth from the distant horizon without warning.
The sword light was initially as thin as a hair, but in an instant it expanded into a golden streak that stretched across the sky and tore through the heavens.
Wherever it passed, the solid spatial crystal walls were easily torn apart like thin paper, leaving black cracks that were difficult to heal for a long time. Layer upon layer of spatial barriers broke and collapsed, and everything seemed to turn into fragments that could be cut at will in front of this sword light.
A terrifying sword intent, sharp and incomparable, capable of cutting through everything, carrying the innate killing aura of Geng metal and a majestic and righteous martial will, locked onto Fang Qing.
"The True Martial Great Cutting Sword Technique of Dragon Emperor Academy!"
Empress Xuanming's expression changed slightly. With her vast experience, she immediately recognized the origin of the sword light and hurriedly said, "Young Master, be careful! This is the top-tier sword technique of the Dragon Emperor Academy! It combines the sharpness of innate Geng metal, the intent of True Martial Demon Slayer, and is tempered with the Nine-Nine Profound Yang True Fire. It is also cultivated through arduous practice, incorporating the mysteries of the Five Elements' mutual generation and restraint, and the movement of the sun and moon. It can pierce through the air and kill with unparalleled ferocity, specifically targeting all kinds of protective qi and defensive magic treasures! It is an ancient secret of the supreme sword path!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the golden sword light tore through layers of space and appeared in front of Fang Qing, aiming straight for his brow.
Its speed, angle, and power far surpassed Lei Wuji's previous "Splitting the Galaxy with a Blade"!
Clearly, the person who made the move was superior to Lei Wuji in both cultivation and understanding of the sword.
However, facing this deadly sword strike that would make many high-level Heaven Realm experts shudder, Fang Qing merely raised his eyelids slightly.
"is it?"
He uttered two words softly, then raised his right hand and flicked his finger.
A chaotic, wisp of wind, like an inconspicuous wisp of smoke, drifted from his fingertip and met the golden sword light that seemed capable of cleaving the heavens and earth.
This scene looked extremely incongruous, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
But the next moment.
Ding!
Under countless shocked gazes, *click!* *click!*
That sharp, incomparable, seemingly indestructible golden sword light was instantly covered with dense cracks centered on the point it struck, like a delicate yet fragile piece of porcelain!
Then, it shattered with a roar, turning into countless tiny golden specks of light that dissipated into the air.
One finger! Just one finger!
He then completely destroyed the renowned "True Martial Great Cutting Sword Technique" of the Dragon Emperor Academy.
"what?!"
A low growl filled with shock, anger, and disbelief came from the direction from which the sword light had come.
The next moment, a young man wearing a golden dragon-patterned battle robe, with a tall and straight figure like a spear, tore through space and took a step, appearing a hundred feet in front of Fang Qing.
The man had a handsome face and an arrogant air about him looking down on the world. His aura was like a blazing golden sun, hot, domineering, and sharp. His cultivation level had reached the eighth level of the Heavenly Realm - the Zhou Tian Realm.
"Dragon Emperor Academy! Sun Sword King Dragon Chasing the Sun!"
The young man's gaze was like a sword, fixed on Fang Qing. He announced his name word by word, his voice carrying a chilling aura and a boiling fighting spirit. "Who are you? How dare you break my 'True Martial Great Severing Sword Technique'?"
Fang Qing calmly sized up the imposing "Sun Sword King" before him.
The other party is indeed a genius. With the cultivation level of Zhou Tian, he possesses an aura and combat power comparable to or even surpassing that of an ordinary Supreme Heaven Realm cultivator. He would be a top-tier figure in any academy.
Unfortunately, he encountered himself.
"The Royal Thai Academy, Fang Qing."
Fang Qing said calmly.
"Fang Qing? Never heard of him."
A hint of disdain flashed in Long Zhuri's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a deeper solemnity.
He wasn't a fool; the opponent's ability to break his swordsmanship so easily meant their strength was unfathomable. "However, your strength is worthy of my sword strike. That was merely a test; now, take my true 'Great Sun Radiant Dragon Sword Dao'!"
His aura surged once more, and golden sword energy soared into the sky, as if to ignite the dark battlefield sky.
A simple, ancient longsword, entirely golden in color, with a lifelike phantom of a five-clawed golden dragon coiled on its blade, appeared in his hand.
Before the sword was even moved, the sharp sword intent already made the surrounding space hiss and groan.
Clearly, Long Zhu Ri is a sword fanatic. When faced with a strong enemy, he is not afraid but excited and wants to determine who is better through swordsmanship.
However, Fang Qing had no interest in a slow sword fight with him. This "Battlefield of Immortals" was fraught with danger, and time was precious; he didn't want to waste too much time here.
"Your swordsmanship is good." Fang Qing nodded. "It's a pity you followed the wrong person and went down the wrong path."
As soon as he finished speaking, he gave Long Zhuri no more chances to make a move.
He took a step forward.
Just one step.
But as soon as he took that step, the space around Long Zhuri froze instantly, and the flow of time seemed to slow down drastically. A terrifying will, even more vast and domineering than his sword intent, as if it could rule over all the heavens and myriad paths, pressed down on him like the collapse of the heavens.
Long Zhuri's expression changed drastically. He felt as if he were trapped in the thickest amber, making it incredibly difficult to even move a finger.
The sword energy and true energy surging within his body seemed to be frozen, their flow becoming sluggish.
What's even more terrifying is that his invincible and unbreakable sword heart actually developed a tiny crack in the face of this will.
That is an absolute suppression originating from the level of life and the origin of the Great Dao!
"This...this is impossible! Who are you...?"
Long Zhuri's eyes were filled with horror. He had never felt such terrifying suppression before, not even when facing those old monsters at the peak of the Heavenly Realm in the academy.
"Follow me, and I will allow you to live."
Fang Qing spoke.
He stretched out his right hand and grabbed at Long Zhuri in mid-air.
The twenty-eight "Ancient Serpent Talismans of the Supreme Emperor" trembled slightly within the chaotic inner world. A complex sealing power, which combined the inclusiveness of chaos, the domineering nature of devouring, and the rule of a holy king, transformed into countless fine chaotic-colored rune chains that spread out from the void, instantly enveloping Long Zhu Ri layer by layer.
These rune chains not only sealed Long Zhu Ri's physical body, true energy, and soul, but also directly penetrated into the depths of his sword heart and will, forming an indelible "master-servant contract" mark.
This is a domineering sealing technique created by Fang Qing by combining his own understanding of the Great Dao with the devouring and enslaving characteristics of the "Ancient Serpent Talisman of the Supreme Emperor". It is far more terrifying than ordinary soul restrictions.
"what--!"
Long Zhu Ri let out a painful and unwilling roar, struggling desperately, but all in vain.
He felt his consciousness being forcibly altered, and his hostility and resistance towards the man in the blue robe were rapidly fading, replaced by an indescribable awe, submission, and even... fanatical worship.
It was as if following him was their innate mission and the greatest honor!
A moment later, the struggle stopped.
The chaotic-colored rune chains slowly merged into Long Zhuri's body and disappeared.
The violent golden sword energy on his body subsided, and his eyes regained their clarity, but when he looked at Fang Qing, they were filled with heartfelt respect and obedience.
He knelt on one knee and lowered his proud head: "Master, Long Zhu Ri is willing to follow you and serve you like a dog or a horse."
"Good, very good, excellent!" (End of Chapter)