An expert's move, and you know the quality.
Normally, only those at the Half-step Emperor Realm would touch upon condensing Dao, forming Dao, and creating their own divine abilities and moves.
However, supreme prodigies, like Chen Jiuyang, could achieve such feats even at the Venerable Realm.
But most prodigies didn't go very far. At least, the various prodigies Chen Jiuyang had encountered before, even those who condensed Dao, hadn't progressed far on their own Dao, thus their combat power and state were far inferior to his.
But it was different now!
This Fang Xiaoyao was a Half-step Emperor Realm mighty figure.
With a single sword strike, the sky was filled with white sword light, instantly covering the heavens, surpassing any contemporary prodigy Chen Jiuyang had encountered before!
"Buzz buzz buzz!!!"
The sound of the sword's hum vibrated through the sky!
"Boom!"
However, Chen Jiuyang's response to these myriad sword lights was a single punch.
Golden and blue lights intertwined on his body, surging vital energy erupting, a divine ability power that had returned to its original simplicity!
This punch unleashed a domineering aura that swept in all directions, and with it, a booming sound that soared high into the clouds!
Declaring to Fang Xiaoyao, "I am not weak either!"
The golden and blue fist imprint was unleashed, its immense power displayed to the fullest, fiercely charging towards the white sword lights that filled the sky.
Suddenly!
A sound like a nuclear explosion erupted, exceeding the limits of human hearing.
Within a hundred-meter radius, all structures were reduced to ruins.
The destructive power of two supreme mighty figures clashing was that terrifying.
After one exchange, golden and blue fist shadows still lingered in the sky, while on the other side were the shadows of sword light like flowing feathers.
At such a level of strength, it was truly a divine ability, capable of enduring in the world.
This scene left many with blank minds.
This is...
"Heaven and Man Unite, the essence of forming Dao!" Fang Xiaoyao was startled, a deep sense of dread flashing in his eyes.
He had only heard Chen Jiuyang's name mentioned occasionally before, but had never truly taken him seriously or encountered him.
Only upon contact today could he feel Chen Jiuyang's terrifying martial will after forming Dao.
"How can the Holy Lands be so foolish as to miss such a genius!"
With such combat power and presence before the age of thirty, could such a person be found in a thousand years?
His thoughts churned, then he forcefully suppressed them.
There was no other reason.
Chen Jiuyang struck out with another saber, this strike cleaving through the air currents. The saber was in the center, blue light to the left, and golden light to the right.
An unstoppable saber momentum attacked, the state of Heaven and Man Unite lending this strike an unyielding and unavoidable quality.
There was only the option to meet it head-on!
"Sword One!"
Simple yet domineering words were uttered by Fang Xiaoyao. The long sword in his hand erupted with an invisible, overbearing sword intent, then squeezed out all the air, like a peacock spreading its tail, or a fighter jet entering Mach speed.
In an instant, the world fell silent, leaving only the heart-palpitating aftershocks of combat moves, as if approaching death, pressing down on all sides!
In less than a moment, the two exchanged blows again.
"Rumble!!!"
In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged dozens of moves. Their figures were unseen, only the explosive sounds of swords clashing violently and sparks flying.
"Bang—"
Fang Xiaoyao flew backward, the long sword in his hand glowing red hot. His entire body felt as if it had been corroded by molten lava, his skin burning, and his eyes turning blood red.
After dozens of exchanges with Chen Jiuyang.
He finally understood why Chen Jiuyang could repeatedly break through the ambushes of the Five Great Holy Lands.
From the quality of his true qi, the twelve acupoints, body tempering, the five divine treasures, the understanding of the Dao-forming scripture, divine abilities and moves, and that incomparably powerful martial will, all these forces intertwined to create the Chen Jiuyang who could contend with him now.
This power was no longer weaker than his, and even with the enhancement of Heaven and Man Unite, it was even stronger than his!
At their level, unless the strength disparity was immense, the outcome of a battle could be decided in an instant. But they were evenly matched, and who would live or die was still uncertain.
"I'm scared..."
"!!!"
In that instant, Fang Xiaoyao's heart inexplicably surged with this thought.
Immediately, his eyes turned even more blood red.
Chen Jiuyang's martial will was so formidable. Now, with the war between righteousness and demonic forces, there was no possibility of reconciliation between the two sides; it was a fight to the death. Once Chen Jiuyang stepped into the Emperor Realm and destroyed the Dao traditions of the Five Great Holy Lands in the mortal world, the Five Great Holy Lands would lose the support of the mortal world's destiny and be crushed into dust by the will of heaven and earth, ceasing to exist.
And the danger posed by Chen Jiuyang had not been fully recognized by the Five Great Holy Lands.
Those supreme existences only had their sights set on achieving longevity and ascending to immortality, not daring to step out of the Holy Land gates even a single step, for fear of weakening their chances of becoming immortals.
Upon thinking of this, a wave of sorrow suddenly surged in Fang Xiaoyao's heart.
With no one left to stop Chen Jiuyang, the Five Great Holy Lands were truly beyond redemption.
"But... there are only Holy Land members who die in battle, not Fang Xiaoyao who flees to send a message!"
Suddenly.
"Rumble!!!"
Fang Xiaoyao's aura and presence soared into the sky, rising steadily. His entire being transformed into a furnace of great fire, almost boiling.
He began to burn the twelve acupoints within his body, his five divine treasures, melting everything!
"Mutual Destruction!!!"
Fang Xiaoyao, in order to kill Chen Jiuyang, resolutely cut off his own future, intending to burn everything and drag Chen Jiuyang down with him.
The magnificent sword intent shook the heavens and earth, causing everyone's expressions to tremble.
"That's Elder Fang's aura..."
"What happened..."
Fang Xiaoyao's spine stood straight. His long lifespan was burning to its most brilliant moment as he roared:
"Shushan—Sword Three!!!"
Myriad swords cried out, and phenomena of lightning, wind, and snow descended violently.
"It's just a mission... Half-step Emperor Realm, self-destructing one's future, burning the furnace, fighting to the death, for what reason?"
Someone's face was complex, their expression moved. To reach the Half-step Emperor Realm, how difficult was it?
Yet, he was to perish here.
Chen Jiuyang's expression also became extremely solemn. This sword strike was enough to threaten his life. He raised the Yaosheng Saber in his hand towards the sky, his body erupting with three interwoven colors of red, blue, and gold.
"You want to drag me down with you?"
"Divine Ability—Heaven's Will is Like a Saber!!!"
Compared to Fang Xiaoyao's roar, Chen Jiuyang's silent words were as calm as a deity's pronouncement.
One sword and one saber, two divine abilities, clashed!
Instantly, the world became blindingly bright, and everyone's eyes felt as if they had gone blind, unable to see anything in that moment.
"Thump thump thump!!!"
Only the sound of hearts beating violently like a burning furnace could be heard.
A moment later.
"Bang—"
With a loud bang, the furnace-like heartbeat gradually faded, and the unique sword intent of Shushan also slowly withered.
"Swish swish swish!!!"
A storm more terrifying than a typhoon swept through.
After one move!
Fang Xiaoyao's body was covered in saber marks, like a bloodied man. Only his head remained intact. He stood straight, holding his sword, but his head hung down, his pupils gradually dissipating:
"In the end, I lost..."