It dissipated as if without the slightest resistance.
Just like the sun melting snow.
Gao Xianwu watched the dissipated sinister palm force, his previous得意之色 instantly turning into a face full of stunned confusion.
How could this be!
This good-for-nothing wasn't even a cultivator! Hadn't even reached the first level of Condensing Meridian!
How could someone who hadn't even reached the first level of Condensing Meridian unleash such raging flames!
And how could he directly dissipate his palm force?
What was going on…
What on earth was going on? He was a cultivator at the second level of Condensing Meridian! His palm force was actually dissipated by a mere mortal!
While Gao Xianwu was in extreme shock.
A wave of heat rushed towards him.
A long saber, emitting an eternal radiance and covered in countless profound runes, rapidly slashed towards him.
In Gao Xianwu's vision, this saber, wielded by Fang Ming with his palm as the blade, was the entire world!
And he, Gao Xianwu, was an ant.
Could an ant shake the heavens?
Obviously.
No!
Therefore, Gao Xianwu was bound to lose.
"No! How can I possibly lose!"
Gao Xianwu refused to accept the possibility of losing to this saber.
He refused to accept that he was an ant and Fang Ming was the vast heavens!
But even though he didn't want to accept this reality, that saber, that saber that seemed capable of shaking heaven and earth, was constantly approaching him.
"I want to dodge…"
Realizing he couldn't resist this saber, Gao Xianwu quickly tried to dodge.
Since he couldn't resist head-on, he would flee!
This was Gao Xianwu's own opinion!
"Interesting… he's already broken free from the control of the mind power…"
Fang Ming's gaze was fixed on Gao Xianwu.
Seeing Gao Xianwu's current reaction, he knew that he had temporarily broken free from the influence of the mental martial arts.
In that martial arts world, when martial artists attacked, there was a dual influence, both material and spiritual.
The material was limited, while the spirit and mind were infinite; this was the philosophy of that world.
Therefore, when Fang Ming used the Flaming Saber technique from that world, it also had two levels of saber techniques.
One was the spiritual saber.
The second was the material saber.
Previously, Gao Xianwu had felt spiritually that this saber was like the entire world, capable of burning mountains and boiling seas, making him feel extremely insignificant like an ant.
This was the effect of the spiritual saber.
And the spiritual influence of that martial arts world was limited by the material. That's why when the county magistrate attacked, manifesting the sun, moon, and stars in broad daylight, Fang Ming, who had cultivated the Yi Qi Gong to the third level, easily saw through it with his spiritual power.
Therefore, the spiritual saber that Fang Ming displayed today also had a limit, and there was a risk of being seen through by cultivators.
Clearly, although Gao Xianwu was influenced to some extent, at the crucial moment, he still managed to break free with his second-level Condensing Meridian spiritual power.
He was mentally free from control.
However, the Flaming Saber had two types of saber techniques: the spiritual saber and the material saber.
Now that Gao Xianwu had dodged the spiritual saber and could no longer be harmed by spirit alone.
But the martial artist who created the Flaming Saber never intended for the spiritual saber alone to harm or kill someone.
This saber, in martial arts combat, only served to disrupt the opponent's spirit.
As long as it could disrupt the opponent's spirit for a moment, its purpose was achieved.
In a battle between experts, victory and defeat were decided in an instant.
Now that Fang Ming had the advantage, as Gao Xianwu broke free from the spiritual saber, the material saber, his palm acting as a blade, had already landed on Gao Xianwu.
"Ah!"
Gao Xianwu felt a surge of heat rush from his arm, into his limbs and internal organs, igniting a raging fire within.
This raging fire seemed to be burning away Gao Xianwu's limbs and organs, causing him immense pain.
Pain.
Agony beyond words!
Gao Xianwu couldn't describe this pain, only knowing that the greatest pain he had ever felt in his life was far less than one-ten-thousandth of this current pain!
This was a pain that couldn't even be materialized in the eighteen levels of hell.
Gao Xianwu didn't know if hell existed in the world.
But he felt.
He was already there.
In hell on earth.
Hell on earth!
"Gao Xianwu… how does my Flaming Saber taste?"
Faintly, a clear, young voice could be heard.
Gao Xianwu saw a handsome boy.
Lin Xuan.
However, in Gao Xianwu's eyes at this moment, this boy was undoubtedly the embodiment of hell.
A devil.
He was a devil.
Gao Xianwu wanted to beg for mercy.
But he found himself in too much pain to speak.
"It seems you don't want to answer me."
Fang Ming chuckled lightly.
However, within his laughter lay endless coldness.
"Then you can suffer here for a few days."
"Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily."
Within the Flaming Saber martial art.
There were naturally various techniques to adapt to different situations.
Fang Ming had simply chosen the technique that caused extreme pain.
And then, combined with the spiritual power of a cultivator, the pure qi.
After adding the spiritual power refined by Yi Qi Gong.
The pain Fang Ming inflicted with the Flaming Saber could be ten or even a hundred times more excruciating than when using the martial art normally!
And so… Gao Xianwu became like this.
Fang Ming felt no guilt about what he had done.
Before he possessed Lin Xuan's body, Gao Xianwu had repeatedly bullied Lin Xuan.
Tasks like menial labor, which were meant for servants, were instead performed by Lin Xuan, the young master of the Lin family, at the command of Gao Xianwu, who was merely a subordinate.
It was as if the roles of master and servant had been reversed.
Then, Fang Ming recalled from the memories that when Lin Xuan tried to resist and reported Gao Xianwu's behavior to the family's Hall of Justice, claiming it violated the Lin family's laws.
Even if the master was down on his luck, he shouldn't be bullied by a servant, right? Who was the master and who was the servant?
Lin Xuan had hoped for justice from the family's laws.
However, the elder in the Hall of Justice had laughed heartily and told Lin Xuan that a good-for-nothing was not protected by the family laws.
Then, he declared, "I am the law, and I declare Gao Xianwu innocent."
Lin Xuan's hope was completely extinguished.
He became like a walking corpse.
As if all hope was lost, he could only live in a daze.
In such a situation.
Fang Ming felt that no matter how much pain Gao Xianwu suffered, it was what he deserved.
It could also be considered as avenging the original Lin Xuan.
Gao Xianwu writhed on the ground in agony, screaming incessantly.
The few people who had followed Gao Xianwu in were stunned.
"Waste… no, how can Young Master Lin Xuan be so strong? Gao Xianwu is at the second level of Condensing Meridian! How could he defeat a cultivator at the second level of Condensing Meridian?"