Chapter 78: Heavenly Fire of the Immortal Realm

  Li Yan's flying sword in front of him suddenly turned a circle in the air, transforming into countless golden lights that flew towards Zhang Kuang. The Eastern Overlord, who was watching from the side, felt a flash before his eyes and couldn't see anything clearly, only seeing the sky filled with dancing golden lights, the scene was truly exceptionally gorgeous.

  As a bystander, I and Wú Chén Zǐ were naturally unaffected. My divine sense scanned the area, and I immediately understood that the golden light filling the sky was just an illusion technique, while the real killer was the flying sword hidden within the golden light.

  "Use the Dazzling Technique to confuse the opponent, then launch an attack?" Wú Chén Zǐ muttered to himself, "It's useless, won't the opponent use their divine sense to observe their surroundings? That way they wouldn't be confused by the illusion."

  "Do you think they have the same level of cultivation as us?" I gave him a glance and said, "These people only have a few hundred years of cultivation, far from reaching the realm of cultivating divine consciousness, so naturally they still use their eyes to observe their opponent's movements."

  "Heh heh......" Wú Chén Zǐ rubbed his head, looking rather embarrassed as he smiled, "I didn't think so, who knew these kids were so useless."

  I gave him a white eye again and didn't say anything else. I turned my head to continue watching the battle between Zhang Kuang and Li Yan.

  The battle below was still proceeding in a thoroughly dull manner.

  Li Yan's golden light didn't have any killing power, but Zhang Feng still dodged each beam with caution. After all, it was always better to be safe than sorry when you didn't know the other person's true intentions.

  Seeing Zhang Yue acting completely according to his own ideas, Li Yan's mouth corner had a hint of smile flashing by.

  This shining sword is the sword technique that his Akatsuki Sword Style has been studying in recent years. Although it's not a big move, every time he uses it, it always works, because the opponent doesn't know the details of this golden light and takes evasive action, which is exactly what he wants.

  The flying sword hidden in the countless golden lights is the sect's treasure, the Sunrise Wind and Thunder Sword of the Sunrise Sword Sect. It was passed down a thousand years ago and can only be used by the sect master. The Sunrise Wind and Thunder Sword can automatically absorb the primordial energy of heaven and earth. Ordinary demons don't need to be cut by it, even if they just brush past it, they will immediately turn to dust and disappear.

  Li Yan had spent a great deal of spiritual energy to create so many useless golden lights, all in order to conceal the existence of the Xu Ri Feng Lei sword. When one performs the same action for a long time, it's inevitable that it becomes a mechanical habit. By the time he realized that the golden light he had been dodging suddenly transformed into a flying sword, it was already too late for him to react.

  Li Yan's goal was to make his opponent relax, and then be lightly scratched by the Rising Sun Wind Thunder Sword, ending the battle.

  Zhang Feng didn't know what Li Yan was thinking, but after dodging those golden lights for so long, he saw that they were just rushing forward in a straight line and couldn't see any threat, so he gradually relaxed and no longer dodged every possible collision with the golden lights as carefully as before. When encountering those golden lights that were about to collide with him, he simply waved his hand to disperse them.

  As expected, Zhang Feng acted according to his own thoughts. Li Yan smiled slightly and quietly pinched a technique. The Xu Ri Feng Lei sword that had been hidden in the golden light finally began to move.

  Zhang Feng lazily waved his hand, dispersing a beam of golden light. He was quite perplexed as to why his opponent would use such a low-level attack, as these golden lights were completely powerless. He even suspected that even if he stood still and let those golden lights hit him, it would probably feel no different from a massage.

  Two more golden lights came forward, directly rushing towards Zhang Feng. Zhang Feng furrowed his brow, if he dodged to the left or right, he would inevitably collide with even more golden lights, so it was better to just disperse these two. With a mind made up, he carelessly waved his hand, meeting the two golden lights head-on.

  The first golden light that collided with Zhang Fu's sent-out power instantly dissipated, but the second golden light did not disappear as Zhang Fu had thought. Instead, it paused for a moment before suddenly accelerating and charging forward at an even faster speed. Immediately following this, a massive force that was impossible to defend against dispersed Zhang Fu's sent-out power and ferociously pounced over.

  That power was very strange, as if it were everywhere. It had just dispersed Zhang Feng's power in front of him, and suddenly it was already in front of him. Zhang Feng didn't feel how it came at all. Zhang Feng was greatly shocked. The power came too quickly, and he couldn't dodge at all. He could only barely turn his body to the side before the power hit him.

  The surroundings suddenly lit up, a dull rumble thundered from near to far, and a burst of bloody mist exploded in the air. Zhang Feng let out a muffled groan and stumbled backward several steps, with blood gushing from his right shoulder. It turned out that the golden light had cut off his right arm at the shoulder.

  That golden light twisted in the air, transforming back into a flying sword that circled around before returning to Li Yan's side. The sword was spotless, without even a hint of blood on it.

  Li Yan was secretly delighted, although he hadn't achieved the expected effect, he was already very satisfied. He had never pinned his hopes on being able to take down his opponent with just this one move, after all, a fully realized demonic cultivator wasn't someone to be underestimated.

  Zhang Feng has lost an arm and is now half-crippled. Not to mention that losing an arm means losing countless attacking moves, just the fact that Li Yan is dragging him around and not letting him stop the bleeding might be enough to make him die from blood loss. Such a great opportunity, Li Yan naturally wouldn't let it slip away.

  "Monster, take another move from me!" Just as victory was about to tip the scales in his favor, Li Yan's face flushed with excitement, his hands fluttering rapidly over his chest. The Xuanri Fēng Léi sword hummed loudly in response to his movements, its golden light growing increasingly intense. Even Dongfang Bát Tiān, who was merely observing from the sidelines, could feel an enormous power gathering around them.

  The golden light of the Rising Sun Wind Thunder Sword grew more and more intense, and the sword body was also trembling with impatience. Li Yan pinched his fingers on the hilt, pointing at Zhang Kuang, and let out a low shout: "Quick!"

  The Rising Sun Wind Thunder Sword suddenly shook and shot towards Zhang Yue, the sword body constantly rubbing against the air, emitting a sharp whistling sound. Wherever it flew over, the earth was plowed into a deep trench, with mud flying all along the way, accompanied by that whistling sound, the momentum was quite frightening.

  Seeing such a powerful move, Zhang Feng was also secretly crying out in his heart. The flying sword came with a fierce momentum, and at that speed, if he tried to dodge after being heavily injured, he would probably be pierced on the spot. Moreover, judging from the enormous power contained within the sword, if he were really stabbed, he would probably die without leaving a complete corpse.

  Zhang Feng had no choice but to force himself to be spirited, and with a loud shout, his left hand was surrounded by black air, gathering into a fist-sized black ball in the center of his palm. It looked like a cluster of black fog. As he flipped his palm over, the black ball immediately met the flying sword that was flying towards him. Unlike the flying sword that had been whistling shrilly all along, Zhang Feng's black ball did not make any sound at all, making it seem eerily ominous.

  The black ball silently and quietly collided with the Rising Sun Wind Thunder Sword, and in an instant, everything fell silent. Even the rumbling sound of the Rising Sun Wind Thunder Sword flying through the air completely disappeared. The contrast between the previous noise and the current silence was so great that it left everyone in the scene stunned.

  Dongfang Batian and several elders next to him opened their mouths, but found that they didn't make any sound, as if the sound was absorbed by something. The few people couldn't help but look at each other in dismay, and for a moment, they didn't know what to do.

  Zhang Feng ignored the strange situation and took advantage of the fact that the Xuri Sword was temporarily unable to move due to being pressed down by the black sphere. He gritted his teeth, and with a swift motion, he wiped his left hand across the wound on his right shoulder. A hissing sound was heard as white smoke rose from the wound, Zhang Feng's face contorted in pain, but the wound on his right shoulder had already been sealed.

  Just as the high heat had forcibly stopped the bleeding, that black sphere suddenly swelled up and burst silently like a bubble, disappearing without a trace. It wasn't until then that the long-awaited sound surged into his ears like a tidal wave, and the Aurora Wind Thunder Sword continued to rumble loudly as it charged over.

  Zhang's mouth curled up with a faintly contemptuous smile. Just now, he had looked so wretched, not because Li Yan's attack was particularly fearsome, but because he had been in such a hurry to stop the bleeding. After all, even if one were a complete demon, one would still die if one bled out completely. Now that the bleeding had stopped, he naturally wouldn't take this level of attack seriously.

  "It's only polite to return the favor, or I'd be too embarrassed." Zhang Feng ignored the flying sword about to strike him and smiled at Li Yan, but his eyes flashed with a cold light that made Li Yan shiver.

  With a light "ding" sound, the five bone spurs on Zhang Feng's back suddenly fully extended, wrapping around him from both sides of his body and colliding with the flying sword that had stabbed into him. Although the five bone spurs were only as thick as an arm, they couldn't be compared to the intimidating aura of the Xuanri Fenglei Sword, but when the two collided, the Xuanri Fenglei Sword didn't gain any advantage, instead being blocked and sent back.

  The bone spurs blocked the wind and thunder sword, but instead of taking advantage of the victory to pursue the attack, they contracted and formed a pure white bone armor that protected Zhang Feng's vital points.

  The Kyokujitsuu's Heaven and Earth Yuanqi is too strong, after colliding with Zhang Yue's Bone Spikes, it becomes somewhat uncontrollable, flying wildly everywhere under the drive of the Heaven and Earth Yuanqi.

  Li Yan finally managed to regain control of the Rising Sun Wind and Thunder Sword, but when he turned around, he saw Zhang Kuang wearing a suit of bone armor. He was stunned for half a day before coldly saying: "Even if you wear a turtle shell, you can't escape your fate of extinction."

  "Take another sword from me!" Li Yan's face was solemn as he shouted, the Xu Ri Feng Lei sword spinning in a circle and hovering steadily above his head, with golden light flowing continuously on its body. As if sensing the impending battle, the flying sword kept emitting a humming noise, the surrounding air being impacted by the power constantly emitted by the flying sword, waves of ripples spreading outwards in all directions.

  Li Yan grasped the sword with both hands and took a step forward, as if using all his strength to slash down fiercely. The golden light on the sword surged, and a dazzling ray of light burst forth from the tip of the sword, shooting out like an extended lightsaber, slashing down towards Zhang Kuang's head.

  A long golden light band fell heavily, rubbing against the air to produce a loud roar. The huge energy made the space between the two people somewhat distorted. From Dongfang Bati's point of view, Zhang Kuang and Li Yan's figures were somewhat blurred, as if they were separated by a burning fire.

  The heavenly energy gathered on the Xuanri Fenglei sword, although it was just a tiny bit in my and Wuchenzi's eyes, was already extremely enormous for ordinary cultivators like Li Yan or Dongfang Baitian who had not yet transcended life and death.

  Witnessing Li Yan's attack, Dongfang Baitian, also a cultivator of the True Way, sensed the power it contained and couldn't help but secretly admire him, indeed worthy of being the leader of the Xuanri Sword Sect!

  In addition to admiration, Dongfang Batian also felt a sense of loss in his heart.

  According to family records, the Kyokujin Sword School was a thousand-year-old school with many masters, but 300 years ago, the Dongfang Family was not inferior to it. At that time, the head of the Dongfang Family, Dongfang Lie Tian, and the sect master of the Kyokujin Sword School, Lin Yi, were equally famous, and their reputation and cultivation were almost identical.

  However, hundreds of years later, when the Dongfang family was busy with economy, they fell far behind the Xuri Sword Sect in terms of cultivation. Just looking at Li Yan's one move, it was clear that his cultivation had already surpassed himself by at least two levels, which made Dongfang Ba Tian feel somewhat bitter in his heart.

  But soon, Dongfang Batian shook off the depression - what's the point of having a higher cultivation level than me? Now it still depends on me to lower my voice and look at my face. With money in hand, even without cultivation, I can still do something.

  After comforting himself, Dongfang Batian regained his spirit and looked towards the two people who were fiercely fighting in the arena. After all, he was still a cultivator, and knew that the opportunity to witness such a high-level battle with his own eyes was rare, and if he didn't observe carefully, this chance would be gone once it passed.

  After seeing the situation on the field, Dongfang Batian couldn't help but be stunned. If Li Yan's attack made Dongfang Batian a little self-abased, then Zhang Kuang's way of taking the move almost made him collapse.

  Facing the surging, head-on slash of the Rising Sun Wind Thunder Sword, Zhang Feng slowly and calmly raised his left hand. Under the intense shock, he actually used his left hand to firmly grasp the descending golden light strip.

  Li Yan manipulated the golden light strip that was slashed out by the Xuri sword, which was not a previous obstacle, but rather the gathering of the energy of heaven and earth. It can be said to be collected from compressed energy. According to Dongfang Ba Tian's estimate, this two-meter-long, thirty-centimeter-wide, five-centimeter-thick long sword-shaped light strip, if it were to explode, would be enough to flatten everything within a thousand meters.

  But it was just such a powerful attack, yet Zhang Feng single-handedly blocked it, and judging from his appearance, he seemed to be doing it with ease. Was the true power of an Entranced person really that terrifying?

  Dongfang Batian couldn't help but feel some regret in his heart. He shouldn't have led the family members to seek revenge impulsively. If they won this time, it would be fine, but if Li Yan also lost to Zhang Kuang, then he and his people would definitely not be able to escape. The six elders he brought this time were the elite forces of the family. If they died with him here, the Murong family would definitely decline and might even be divided by other families.

  Just as Dongfang Ba Tian was secretly regretting, the two men in the arena fell into a stalemate. Li Yan's face turned bright red as he used all his strength to press his sword down, trying to split Zhang Kuang's head open. Zhang Kuang, having lost his right arm, relied solely on his left hand to counterattack, at a great disadvantage, although he managed to block this attack temporarily, his legs below the knees had already sunk into the ground.

  A golden, long sword-shaped light band was restlessly twisting in Zhang Feng's hand, emitting a hissing sound, and from time to time, one or two dark, ink-like rays of light flashed by, which were the powers that Zhang Feng used to resist the heavenly and earthly primordial energies, the demonic creature's original power, and yin energy.

  Zhang Feng's yin energy and the yin energy in a person's body can be completely different. If we say that the yin energy inside a person is the air for breathing, then Zhang Feng's original yin energy is concentrated pure oxygen. Whether it's the intensity of energy or purity, Zhang Feng's yin energy far surpasses the yin energy inside a person and can be said to be another kind of heavenly origin energy. It's precisely by relying on this power that he can stand undefeated in the struggle against the heavenly origin energy.

  Li Yan secretly lamented, the energy flow formed by the convergence of heaven and earth's primal energy was a double-edged sword. If he successfully split open Zhang Kuang's skull with it, he could then calmly disperse this massive energy. However, now that they were locked in a stalemate, manipulating this enormous power was like a child wielding a giant hammer - after a while, if he lost control and allowed the primal energy to erupt, although he wouldn't die on the spot, he would inevitably suffer severe injuries.

  Li Yan was lost in thought, and the Xuanri Fenglei sword in his hand suddenly shook, and actually lifted up a few points. He was greatly surprised, and hurriedly looked over, only to find that Zhang Kuang's palm had risen with a small black path, which was this small black path that slowly lifted the golden light band formed by the heaven and earth yuanqi upwards bit by bit.

  Li Yan was greatly shocked, the greater the amplitude of the sword's rise, the more difficult it was for him to exert his strength. If he allowed himself to be pushed open by the Xuanri Fenglei Sword, the result would either be a massive explosion of the Heavenly Origin Qi, sending everyone to the hospital together, or Zhang Yue would take advantage of the brief opening created by the sword being pushed open to launch a fatal attack on him.

  No matter what the outcome was, it was something he couldn't accept. To save his life, Li Yan exerted all his strength to try and suppress the Rising Sun Wind Thunder Sword once again.

  A golden light strip twisted between the two people, and from time to time, small golden flashes burst out of this light strip. Apparently, Li Yan was gradually losing control over the heavenly yuanqi that obviously exceeded his ability, causing a small amount of energy to leak out.

  The black lotus in Zhang Feng's palm grew larger and larger, the golden light belt slowly rose, and the victorious Libra was slowly tilting towards Zhang Feng.

  "Hurry, get up and prepare! We can't let him block Li Zong's attack, or else everyone will be finished!" Seeing Li Yan gradually falling into a disadvantage, Dongfang Basitian was shocked and turned his head to shout at several elders.

  Dongfang Batian was well aware that his life was now tied to Li Yan's, and even if he didn't mention Li Yan's defeat, Zhang Kuang would definitely not let them off. Not to mention the terrifying power contained in that golden light band, if it were to burst out, its power would definitely be something that a group of heavily injured people like themselves could not withstand.

  The remaining three elders struggled to get up, stumbling and staggering to the back of Dongfang Baotian, putting their hands on his shoulders. They wanted to use the family's secret technique to lend him the power that was common to them, otherwise, with the severe injuries of several people, the attack power that could be released was really too small, and it was feared that even Zhang Feng's defense around his body could not be broken through.

  Dongfang Ba Tian sat down with his legs crossed, his hands clasped together in a Buddhist seal in front of his chest. He felt somewhat regretful in his heart. If he hadn't forcibly borrowed the power of the Phoenix to deploy the Heaven and Earth Qian Kun Nine Yang Formation earlier, causing the Phoenix's vital energy to be severely injured, then he could have borrowed the Phoenix's power now. That would have been much safer than attacking with just their own powers.

  However, the Eastern Overlord still has another means at his disposal.

  Each generation of the Dongfang family's head, when taking over as the head of the family, in addition to inheriting the divine beast Feng Huang that symbolizes the identity of the head of the family from the previous head, will also inherit a magical artifact - Tian Huo He, which is an artifact that can summon the heavenly fire of the immortal realm.

  The Xian Tian Huo is not an ordinary flame, it's a flame that can destroy both the body and the soul, and has been known as one of the three absolute fires in the world along with San Wei Zhen Huo and Di Huo. However, compared to Shen Huo and Ben Ming Zhen Huo within the bodies of those who have achieved great success in Xian cultivation, it's somewhat inferior. Not to mention that there is also the Hun Dun Huo above Shen Huo.

  Eastern Overlord muttered an incantation, the phoenix on his shoulder let out a soft chirp and pecked at his ear with its sharp beak, as if scolding him for not using his own strength to attack. However, Eastern Overlord couldn't care about comforting it now, the heavenly fire of the immortal realm was not something an ordinary person could control, he had to concentrate all his spirit, otherwise the first one to get burned to death would definitely be himself.

  A streak of cyan light emerged from the waist of the Eastern Tyrant, and a crane the size of an infant's fist appeared. The color was a bright cyan, and it was unknown what material it was made of. The body of the crane was surrounded by a faint cyan glow, with purple-blue lights dancing around it, giving the impression of countless fireflies at first glance.

  Dongfang Bati gritted his teeth in frustration, the purple-blue light was none other than a few stray sparks from the Heavenly Fire of the Immortal Realm that had escaped. It could be seen that with his current severe injuries, it was somewhat difficult to control this Heavenly Fire from the Immortal Realm, which is why there were stray sparks escaping.

  The blue fairy crane slowly took off and stopped in front of the Eastern Overlord's chest, its sharp beak pointing directly at Zhang Ye's back.

  The Eastern Overlord's face was grave, with beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his forehead. Before they even hit the ground, they evaporated into thin air with a faint sizzling sound.

  Under the manipulation of Dongfang Batian, the purple-green light spots that had been circling around the blue crane finally reluctantly plunged into the body of the crane.

  Dongfang Ba Tian let out a sigh of relief, and the hanging heart finally fell. Those flying Xianjing Tianhuo, although only a little smaller, once landed on the body, almost impossible to extinguish, can only stare at the flames burning themselves bit by bit, that pain is not something normal people can withstand.

  Eastern Overlord is now putting all his energy into manipulating the Heavenly Fire Crane. If he accidentally gets a little of the heavenly fire from the immortal realm on him, he can't guarantee that he'll be able to continue controlling the artifact under intense pain. What if the Heavenly Fire Crane loses control because of his distraction? The heavenly fire from the immortal realm that has already been summoned within it will... Hehe, just wait and watch the fireworks.

  Zhang Fengbei faced Dongfang Batian, a cold smile flashing at the corner of his mouth. With his cultivation, how could he not know that Dongfang Batian was making a move behind his back? He immediately added force to his hand, and the Black Path rose by several inches, instantly causing Li Yan's face to change greatly.

  Seeing Li Yan's tense expression, Dongfang Batian didn't dare to hesitate either. He hastily muttered an incantation, his hands moving slowly in front of his chest as if holding something heavy, looking extremely strenuous, clearly having mobilized all his strength.

  The tip of the Tianhu Crane's beak flashed a small purple light, only about the size of a grain of wheat. A moment later, the purple light suddenly brightened and a beam of light as thin as a grain of wheat shot out from the crane's mouth, shooting straight at Zhang Feng's back.

  Zhang Fengtou didn't even turn around, the bony armor on his back suddenly stirred and in the blink of an eye formed a strange bone shield behind him, just in time to meet that thin beam of light.

  The thin beam of light emitted by the Heavenly Fire Crane met Zhang Kuang's bone shield, without any reaction, not even a slight tremble in Zhang Kuang's body. However, the bone shield behind Zhang Kuang was silently pierced with a small hole, with a ring of charred blackness around the edge and faintly visible tiny purple flames dancing within.

  It turned out that it wasn't any light at all, but a flame condensed from the heavenly fire of the immortal realm. It was just too thin, so everyone took it as a beam of light.

  The Xian Tian Huo can be ranked among the top three absolute fires in the world, its power is naturally self-evident, especially when it condenses into a line, it becomes unstoppable. Zhang Feng's bone shield that he had proudly displayed was naturally unable to block it.

  Zhang Feng was also shocked, although he wasn't clear about the origin and function of this bone armor, but his subconscious mind somehow clearly understood its defensive capabilities, as if he had already known it for a long time. That's why he dared to be so arrogant, only using the bone shield to face the enemy, because he firmly believed that the bone shield could withstand this attack, but unexpectedly it was broken through so easily.

  Caught off guard, Zhang Feng only managed to dodge slightly to the side, allowing the purple-colored Heavenly Fire of the Immortal Realm to pass through his right shoulder unimpeded before grazing Li Yan's side and disappearing into the distance.

  Zhang Feng's black lotus had already gained the upper hand, but after this brief obstruction, the situation suddenly took a drastic turn for the worse. Li Yan only felt his hand lighten, and the Xu Ri wind and thunder sword fell like a burst dam, carrying with it the golden heavenly energy of the universe, heavily chopping down.

  The target was Zhang Furen, who was so painful that he had no defense.