Chapter 145: Chapter 131: Heavenly Fire Demon Suppression, Celestial Ghost Sword Escape

Seeing Fang Cheng’s reaction, the smile on Yang Zhe’s face turned cold. His gentle and refined demeanor vanished in an instant, replaced by a domineering arrogance.

"How can someone who defeated a Divine Statue alone be a nobody?"

His body flickered, transforming into a blazing light. He shot forward with a roar, instantly appearing thirty feet in front of Fang Cheng.

An incredibly hot, searing sensation pressed down on him. Fang Cheng’s Cultivation Technique activated instinctively, and a deep, icy coldness immediately spread from his Qi Sea throughout his body.

"Then I won’t beat around the bush. My luck has been poor this time. Since entering this third level, I haven’t found a single drop of Myriad Manifestations Celestial Dew. Are you willing to sell the drop you just got to me? I will give you a fair price."

Within the fiery light, Yang Zhe’s face emerged as he asked in a deep voice.

Fang Cheng’s expression was indifferent. He sneered, "And what if I refuse to sell?"

Yang Zhe chuckled softly and said, "Judging by the aura about you, you must be an Inner Sect Disciple of the Yinluo Sect, right? To defeat this level’s Divine Statue, your status must be extraordinary..."

"You should know that the relationship between our two sects has never been very friendly. If I were to take the head of a genius like you today, I could probably trade it for a good amount of merit points back at my sect."

Fang Cheng sneered, "You’re far too confident."

Yang Zhe said arrogantly, "It’s not that I’m confident. It’s just that among this generation of Inner Sect Disciples from your Yinluo Sect, aside from Wang Yuntian, the rest are truly beneath my notice!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he thrust a palm toward Fang Cheng.

A palm print of flame, about ten feet wide, materialized from thin air, wreathed in roaring flames as it brutally descended upon Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng waved his wide sleeve. The Li Hen Demon Light shot out without a sound, rising to meet the Fiery Flame Hand Seal in a thunderous collision.

BOOM!

A massive, thick Fire Cloud suddenly appeared. Crimson and pitch-black flames intertwined and clashed before violently expanding in all directions.

Two streaks of Escape Light flew out from the Fire Cloud.

Fang Cheng pointed, and the Cold Wave Radiance Sword shot out, slashing straight toward Yang Zhe.

Yang Zhe let out a low shout. His wide sleeves danced as his hands formed a seal. The fire behind him blazed, and a magnificent Sword Aura, like a Red-Scaled Dragon, lunged forward to collide with the chilling, ghostly sword light!

A rapid series of clangs echoed through the void.

The two Sword Auras clashed hundreds of times in the blink of an eye.

Both Fang Cheng and Yang Zhe were startled, each deeply impressed by the other’s superb Sword Technique.

Yang Zhe shouted, "Excellent Sword Technique! But my Flame God Palace’s Celestial Fire Demon-Slaying Sword Technique is not necessarily inferior to your Yinluo Sect’s Netherworld Sword Technique!"

He rapidly changed his Sword Technique. The magnificent crimson Sword Aura grew to thirty feet long, incomparably sharp. It lunged like a bolt of lightning, broke free from the Cold Wave Radiance Sword, and plowed toward Fang Cheng.

This sword light was astonishingly fast. It carried the might of Heaven-Slaying Earth-Cracking as it swept across the sky—grand, majestic, like a heavenly fire descending upon the world, radiating an overwhelming sense of intimidation.

Fang Cheng flicked his finger, sending out the Purple Brilliance Sword. A flash of Thunderous Sword Aura intercepted the crimson sword light.

CRACK!

The Purple Brilliance Sword suddenly snapped in two!

’A Tier Two Flying Sword?’

A glint flashed in Fang Cheng’s eyes. Only now did he realize that Yang Zhe had been deceptively hiding his true power, revealing the full might of his crimson sword light only at this moment.

After shattering the Purple Brilliance Sword, the crimson sword light let out a deep hum. It trembled slightly, then slashed horizontally at Fang Cheng’s neck.

Fang Cheng leaned back, dodging the sword light. Then, like a phantom, his entire body abruptly vanished.

Formless and traceless—the Celestial Ghost Sword Escape!

Yang Zhe’s brow twitched. His crimson sword light roamed the sky, erupting in a tide of sword glints as it searched for any trace of Fang Cheng.

At the same time, he yelled, "Hand over the Myriad Manifestations Celestial Dew, and I’ll spare your life! I can even swear a Heart Demon Oath. I keep my word!"

But in the next moment, a layer of blue-black energy quietly surfaced on his face.

The Poisonous Gu had invaded his body!

The crimson sword light instantly wavered.

"Despicable!"

Yang Zhe’s expression changed, and he became furious.

Blazing fire erupted from his body, attempting to refine the deadly poison from the inside out.

At that moment, a chilling, blinding flash of sword light briefly illuminated the sky.

It seemed as if nothing else existed between heaven and earth—only this single beam of sword light.

The light flashed and was gone, as if it had sliced the sky in two.

Yang Zhe only saw a flash of sword light before his eyes. In the blink of an eye, a sharp pain shot through his waist, and then, a rolling thunderclap echoed in his ears.

"Sword Qi... Thun... thun..."

His face froze, his eyes filled with disbelief. His Body-Protecting Magical Artifacts, Talismans, and spiritual light were like paper before this sword light, cut down with ease.

In mid-air, Yang Zhe’s body was sliced in two at the waist before falling to the ground.

The Crimson Flying Sword also fell with him.

Fang Cheng’s figure slowly materialized in front of him. He looked down and said, "I have a Tier Two Flying Sword, too."

Yang Zhe’s face was full of indignation. His eyes were wide open, unable to rest in peace.

Fang Cheng collected his Flying Sword and storage bag, then turned and left.

This Yang Zhe possessed a Tier Two Flying Sword and a top-tier inheritance from the Flame God Palace. His background was clearly extraordinary, so it was no wonder he could explore the third level of the ruined pagoda alone.

Fang Cheng had originally intended to use the Vajra Gu and Poisonous Gu to kill this person in a more energy-efficient way. But after seeing his extraordinary Swordsmanship, he knew that Yang Zhe had also comprehended Sword Heart Clarity. Combined with a Tier Two Flying Sword, the Vajra Gu probably wouldn’t be able to get close to him any time soon.

Moreover, the Cultivation Technique he practiced was tyrannical and overbearing; he could even temporarily suppress, or perhaps even refine, the poison of a Tier Two Poison Gu!

Therefore, he had no choice but to unleash the Dragon Abyss Sword and slay him in a single strike using Sword Qi Thunder Sound.

A quick and decisive battle!

’Another method would have been to first use the Poison Gu to weaken his Magical Power and aura, then use the Immortal Binding Rope in a sneak attack to seal him, followed by refining him with the Li Hen Demon Light... That would have saved even more Magical Power.’

But in the heat of battle, a ruthless intent had filled Fang Cheng’s heart. All he could think about was using his Flying Sword to cut down another Sword Cultivator—a far more satisfying end!

「In the sky.」

As Fang Cheng flew, he erased the restriction on Yang Zhe’s storage bag and began to inspect its contents.

The man was truly worthy of being a Sensing Realm expert from the Flame God Palace. His storage bag shimmered with the light of treasures. It was filled with a vast number of Talismans, pills, and Spiritual Objects, many of which Fang Cheng had never seen before.

There were also over 100,000 Lower-Grade Spirit Stones, which was a respectable amount, but not excessively wealthy.

The rest was what Yang Zhe had obtained in the ruined pagoda this time.

Aside from a large number of Inheritance Silk Books, there were only some Lower-Grade and Middle-Grade Celestial Dew. There wasn’t a single bottle of Upper-Grade Celestial Dew.