Chapter 992
You are nothing but a fat pig!
"Good, very good, excellent!"
Fang Qing looked at the respectful and submissive Long Zhu Ri before him, nodded, and felt no great emotion.
Subduing such a genius was merely a matter of course for him.
In his view, most of those who were able to enter this battlefield of immortals and distinguish themselves were exceptionally talented and intelligent.
However, they often have huge flaws in their character, such as arrogance and extremism, bloodthirstiness, greed, or short-sightedness.
These flaws may not be a problem in favorable circumstances, but they can easily become a path to death when encountering a truly strong opponent or facing a desperate situation.
For example, Lei Wuji is arrogant and domineering, and thinks too highly of himself. Another example is Long Zhuri, whose sword heart is firm, but he is too rigid and unrestrained.
Fang Qing didn't consider himself a savior, but he did find it rather boring that these so-called geniuses were pointlessly killing each other for a vague "immortal face" and merit.
There was no deep-seated hatred between them; they were merely pawns of the forces behind them.
Since we've met, instead of simply eliminating them, we might as well take them into our service.
Firstly, it can expand the strength and foundation of one's own team. Whether it's the future Royal Thai Academy or a broader stage, talent is needed.
Secondly, these geniuses, whom he subdued through special means, are guaranteed to be loyal and have enormous potential. With a little training, their future is promising.
Thirdly, it can also be seen as pointing out a path that might allow these geniuses who are prone to "courting death" to go further.
With this mindset in mind, Fang Qing did not indiscriminately go on a killing spree during the initial exploration and encounters in the Immortal Battlefield.
He led a core group of thirty people from the Royal Thai Academy, along with the newly recruited Long Zhu Ri, like a giant whale swimming in a blood-red ocean, constantly roaming and catching prey.
Soon, on a desolate plain ravaged by sword energy and riddled with deep ravines.
"Roar--!"
A roar that seemed to come from the ancient wilderness resounded.
The earth trembled, the space hummed, and a tall, imposing figure, like an iron tower, tore through the dust and mist and descended fiercely.
This person was dressed in an ancient, unidentified animal hide, his bare arms bulging with muscles covered in mysterious, savage totems, and he carried two large, black swords, as wide as door panels, crossed on his back.
His aura was wild and domineering, full of a primal sense of power and aggression, like a humanoid beast.
"Ancient Dark Academy, 'Barbarian Blade'—Gu Pojun!"
The savage youth's voice boomed like thunder, his eyes blazing like torches as he fixed his gaze on Fang Qing at the front of the group. "I heard you subdued that coward Long Zhu Ri? Hmph, flashy swordsmanship is no match for my direct saber style! Come on, take three of my strikes, and if you survive, I'll be impressed!"
Before he finished speaking, he drew a massive black sword from his back and slashed it down at Fang Qing's head without any fancy moves.
As the blade was drawn, an extremely chilling and terrifying blade aura, seemingly capable of cleaving through eternity and shattering the mountains and rivers of the Nine Provinces, erupted with a deafening roar.
Even before the blade's edge arrived, the sheer oppressive power and savage killing intent emanating from it already turned the faces of some of Fang Qing's weaker teammates pale.
This Gu Pojun was also a "Son of Heaven" level being, with his cultivation reaching the peak of the seventh level of the Heavenly Realm, and he followed the path of ultimate power and physical strength.
Faced with this wild strike, Fang Qing remained calm.
"The strength is acceptable, but it is too crude and wastes energy."
He neither dodged nor avoided, but simply extended his right index finger and gently touched the blade of the descending black giant sword.
Ding!
A crisp yet eerily loud impact sound.
The violent blade light, powerful enough to split mountains and shatter peaks, came to an abrupt halt the moment it touched Fang Qing's fingertips, as if it had struck the hardest substance in the world. All the power, killing intent, and blade energy were forcibly resisted.
Gu Pojun's sinister smile froze instantly, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He felt as if he had struck not a finger, but an unshakeable ancient mountain. The force of the impact made his hand go numb, and he could barely hold onto the hilt of his sword.
"The first cut," Fang Qing said calmly. "There are two more cuts to go."
"Aaaaaah! Break it!"
Gu Pojun went berserk, his eyes turned bloodshot, his arm muscles bulged, and a roar of blood and qi, like that of a savage dragon, resounded within his body.
He drew both swords simultaneously, slashing down in a cross pattern.
"Barbarian Cross Slash! Kill!"
Two thicker, more refined black blade beams tore through space in a cross shape, slashing towards Fang Qing once more with earth-shattering power.
Fang Qing didn't even move a finger this time.
He simply blew a breath.
call--
A stream of chaotic energy blew out of his mouth, heading towards the cross-shaped blade of light.
A strange thing happened again. Wherever the chaotic energy passed, the violent black blade light melted away as quickly as ice and snow under the sun, without even causing a ripple.
"The second cut."
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
Gu Pojun went completely mad. He couldn't accept that his proud power was so vulnerable in front of his opponent. He roared and burned the savage bloodline in his body. His whole body transformed into a blurry phantom of an ancient savage god. He combined his two swords and used the strongest sword he had ever used.
"The creation of heaven and earth!"
This strike seemed to truly contain a trace of the spirit of creation. Wherever the sword light passed, the void was opened up and chaos was generated. Its power was several times stronger than the previous two strikes!
However, Fang Qing simply shook his head slightly.
"He has good potential, but unfortunately, he is easily angered and arrogant, making it difficult for him to achieve great things."
He simply stretched out his right hand, fingers spread, and grabbed at the incoming "Heaven and Earth Splitting" blade of light in mid-air.
hum!
The overwhelming blade light, along with Gu Pojun himself, was instantly imprisoned in mid-air by an invisible force. Then, a flash of chaotic light appeared in Fang Qing's palm, and countless fine rune chains emerged again, just like when he dealt with Long Zhuri, wrapping Gu Pojun layer by layer, sealing him, and branding him with a soul mark.
A moment later, the struggle stopped, and the savage aura subsided.
Gu Pojun knelt on one knee, lowering his arrogant head: "Master... Gu Pojun is convinced."
Although the voice was still rough, it was full of awe and obedience.
Another genius of "Son of Heaven" level was subdued by Fang Qing.
And so, for the next period of time...
Fang Qing led his team, maneuvering across the outer and central areas of the Immortal Battlefield.
They encountered elite teams from dozens of different academies under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Realm, such as the "Crimson Flame Academy," "Mysterious Ice Academy," "Thick Earth Academy," and "Swift Wind Academy." Among them were many leading figures of the "Sons of Heaven" level.
These geniuses each possess unique skills: some wield raging flames, others freeze thousands of miles, some have unparalleled defense, and others have astonishing speed...
Without exception, they all ultimately chose to submit to Fang Qing's unfathomable strength and his bizarre and domineering "seal".
Or rather, they were forced to choose submission.
In less than half a month, Fang Qing's number of followers at the "Son of Heaven" level had increased to more than ten! Including the elite disciples they originally led, Fang Qing's total force had exceeded five thousand.
Moreover, the quality is extremely high, with the lowest being at least the Great Celestial Realm, and more than a hundred Celestial Realm experts.
This force, comprised of dozens of elites from various academies, has been forcibly united under Fang Qing's absolute strength and methods, and has become a formidable force in the battlefield of immortals.
They sustain themselves through war, constantly hunting down lone or small enemy teams to gather resources. The merit points on Fang Qing's hand have long since surpassed the 100,000 mark and are still growing rapidly.
However, not all enemies are worthy of Fang Qing's attention and subjugation.
On this day, Fang Qing's team arrived at a scorched plain that still reeked of intense lightning. A great battle had just taken place here, and the air was still filled with the stench of blood and the remnants of energy.
Suddenly, the space ahead fluctuated, and a large, disciplined group of people, dressed in uniform purple robes with lightning patterns, slowly emerged like dark clouds, blocking their path.
This team numbered over 30,000, their auras flowing seamlessly, with faint sounds of thunder rumbling around them, clearly indicating that they were well-trained and highly skilled in thunder magic.
The leader was a middle-aged man dressed in magnificent purple lightning armor and wielding a purple spear.
His face was cold and stern, his eyes were disdainful, and his body was wrapped in tangible purple lightning arcs. His aura was extremely powerful, reaching the peak of the Supreme Heaven Realm. He was only one step away from the "Shattered Realm", and was even stronger than all the "Children of Heaven" that Fang Qing had encountered before!
His gaze swept over Fang Qing and the diverse yet imposing group behind him. There was no trace of solemnity or fear in his eyes; instead, it revealed a greedy and...contemptuous look, as if he were looking at prey.
"You're that Thai royal kid, Fang Qing, who's been jumping around on the battlefield lately, gathering a bunch of rabble?"
The middle-aged man in purple armor spoke, his voice like rolling thunder, carrying a condescending and judgmental tone.
Before Fang Qing could answer, a deputy beside him, also dressed in a lightning robe and with an aura around the eighth level of the Heavenly Realm, sneered, "Hall Master Lei Jiuzhou, it seems we're right. It's this arrogant fat pig who dared to injure one of our people."
The middle-aged man in purple armor, known as Lei Jiuzhou, nodded, looking at Fang Qing as if he were a fish on a chopping board, and said in a condescending tone:
"Fang Qing, in my eyes you are nothing but a pig, a pig that got lucky and got a little fatter. Your fate today is either death or being captured alive."
He paused, then added seemingly mercifully, "However, I'm in a good mood today. So, I'll give you a chance. You surrender to me willingly, give up resistance, and let me plant a restriction in your soul. I can protect your life and even take you away from this battlefield of immortals. From now on, you can be a slave of our Great Capital Academy. Although your status is low, it's better than dying here, isn't it?"
These words instantly ignited anger and murderous intent not only in Fang Qing, but also in his newly subdued "Children of Heaven" such as Long Zhu Ri and Gu Po Jun, as well as his old subordinates such as Yang Qi and Empress Xuanming.
Lei Jiuzhou was utterly arrogant. He not only compared Fang Qing to a "fat pig," but also casually offered to enslave him. His words were full of undisguised insult and contempt.
Fang Qing's gaze finally turned cold.
While his previous recruitment of those geniuses was certainly motivated by a desire to expand his power, it also undoubtedly provided them with a glimmer of hope, or even a stroke of luck.
Although he used force, he did not humiliate her excessively.
But Lei Jiuzhou was different. This person might be quite strong, but his arrogant and condescending attitude, his undisguised greed and malice, completely made Fang Qing lose interest in "subduing" him.
Some people are simply not meant to live.
"The Great Capital Academy, the Thunder Hall, and Lei Jiuzhou?"
Fang Qing's voice was devoid of emotion, eerily calm.
"It is indeed I, the hall master!"
Lei Jiuzhou raised his head, his purple lightning spear pointing diagonally at the ground, crackling with electricity. "What, you've come to your senses? You're going to kneel down and beg for mercy? A wise man submits to circumstances. Becoming a slave of my Great Capital Academy wouldn't be a disgrace to your luck."
The 30,000 Thunder Hall disciples behind him burst into laughter, looking at Fang Qing and the others as if they were lambs to the slaughter.
In their view, their sect leader was at the peak of the Heavenly Realm, close to breaking through, and his strength was unparalleled on the outer edge of the battlefield. Dealing with this mere five thousand rabble would be a piece of cake.
Fang Qing suddenly smiled.
"It seems that you people from most universities not only haven't mastered the skills, but you've also wasted your eyesight and brains."
Fang Qing said slowly, "Since that's the case, then you should all die."
He took a step forward.
Just one step.
But as soon as he took that step, his entire demeanor changed abruptly.
It was no longer the calm and profound atmosphere of before, but a terrifying pressure, like a slumbering ancient beast suddenly awakening, erupted with a roar.
With his cultivation at the peak of the Heavenly Realm, he held nothing back. His Chaotic True Qi soared into the sky like smoke from a wolf's beacon, and behind him, a terrifying spectacle of the beginning of chaos and the birth and death of all things was faintly unfolding.
There was also an overwhelmingly domineering will, seemingly capable of devouring all the heavens, which spread out like a tangible entity, causing the surrounding space to distort!
This aura was so strong and terrifying that it far surpassed Lei Jiuzhou's peak Heavenly Realm. It was a true demonstration of touching the threshold of the "Shattered Realm" and possessing an unimaginably profound foundation.
Lei Jiuzhou's arrogance and contempt froze instantly, his pupils contracted sharply, and a storm raged in his heart.
"This...this aura...how could it be stronger than mine?!"
He had always thought that he was close to being broken and should be an existence that could crush everything on the outskirts of this battlefield. He never expected that this Thai King Tian boy, whom he regarded as a "fat pig", would actually hide such terrifying strength!
But after all, he was the head of the academy in the capital, a veteran of countless battles. After his initial shock, he was immediately replaced by an even stronger killing intent and jealousy!
"So what if you've hidden your strength? I, Lei Jiuzhou, am no pushover! I have 30,000 elite troops. With the 'Ten Thousand Thunder Immortal Slaying Formation,' even a true Shattered Realm expert might not be unable to fight! Set up the formation!"
He roared and raised his thunder spear high. Behind him, the 30,000 well-trained disciples of the Thunder Hall moved swiftly according to their orders, and countless purple lightning bolts rose from their bodies, connecting with each other and forming a terrifying array in the air that covered an area of dozens of miles.
Within the grand formation, countless thunderous weapons, thunderous beasts, and even a blurry phantom of a thunder god condensed, exuding an aura of world-destroying destruction!
"Thunderbolts of Immortal Slaying! Blast this fiend to death!"
Lei Jiuzhou was at the core of the formation, his aura connected with the formation. He seemed to have transformed into a god who controlled thunder. He thrust out his spear, drawing the power of the entire formation into a massive pillar of destructive lightning, as thick as a mountain and as dark as black, which crashed down on Fang Qing.
The power of this attack was indeed astonishing, enough to make any Heavenly Realm expert change color, and even pose a threat to those who have just entered the Shattered Realm.
However, faced with this earth-shattering pillar of lightning, Fang Qing simply uttered a single word:
"break."
He simply met the crashing black lightning bolt with a punch.
Wherever this punch passed, space silently vanished, forming a straight vacuum channel. Within the intent of the punch lay the origin and end of chaos, the cycle of birth and death of the five elements, the unity of opposites between yin and yang, and even a trace of a heaven-devouring will that transcends everything.
The seemingly indestructible black lightning pillar, upon contact with the fist, seemed to have met its nemesis, and was actually cleaved in two. Countless violent lightning energies were frantically absorbed and devoured by the invisible devouring force field around the fist.
The lightning bolt disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"what?!"
Lei Jiuzhou's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets!
His most powerful attack, unleashed with all his might and aided by the power of the array of 30,000 disciples, was actually neutralized by a single, effortless punch from his opponent?!
This completely overturned his understanding!
In the instant his mind went blank, Fang Qing's figure, like a ghost, ignored the distance in space and appeared in front of him in an instant.
That calm yet cold face rapidly magnified in Lei Jiuzhou's eyes.
"you……"
Lei Jiuzhou only managed to utter one syllable.
Fang Qing's fist was already imprinted on his chest.
It was just another simple, unadorned punch.
But the power contained in this punch was devastating.
The chaotic true energy mixed with the will to devour the heavens surged into Lei Jiuzhou's body like a flood bursting its banks. The seemingly majestic purple lightning armor on his body could not withstand it for even half a breath before it let out a mournful cry and shattered inch by inch.
His protective aura, celestial laws, and even his formidable physical body were as fragile as tofu in the face of this power.
boom!
A dull, loud bang.
Lei Jiuzhou's body exploded in mid-air like a smashed watermelon.
Blood mist filled the air, mixed with fragments of broken internal organs and bones!
His soul had just escaped and before he could even scream, Fang Qing grabbed him casually, pinched him in his palm, and with a flash of chaotic flame, instantly refined him into a wisp of green smoke, his soul scattered.
At the peak of the Heavenly Realm, nearing shattering, Lei Jiuzhou, the Hall Master of the Thunder and Lightning Hall of the Great Capital Academy, died!
One punch, instant kill! (End of Chapter)