Chapter 152: Chapter 135: Banner, Ruler, Rope

In the ruins of the Divine Temple, Fang Cheng returned to find Feng Ling unconscious, her aura weakened to a critical point.

Her physical body and Qi Sea had both suffered grievous injuries. It was a miracle she was even alive.

Fang Cheng found a Spirit Pill in his storage bag and personally fed it to Feng Ling. He then helped her refine its medicinal power, and after some time, her injuries finally stabilized.

Feng Ling remained unconscious, but fortunately, her breathing grew deep and steady. She was out of immediate danger.

Fang Cheng lifted Feng Ling into his arms, rose into the air, and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, he saw several streaks of Escape Light cross the distant sky, flying toward him.

In the two leading streaks of Escape Light were figures he recognized.

Wang Yuntian and Zhou Xueyu!

A glint flashed in his eyes. He took out the Water Cloud Bead, placed Feng Ling inside, and then stood leisurely in the empty air, watching Wang Yuntian approach.

In just a few moments, the four streaks of Escape Light arrived before him.

Wang Yuntian’s sharp gaze fell upon Fang Cheng, revealing a hint of surprise.

The tall and elegant Zhou Xueyu, however, seemed slightly pleased. As they all stood suspended in the air, her moon-white dress billowed in the wind, wrapping around her long, shapely legs to reveal their alluring contours.

As for the two Wang Family disciples behind them, their expressions were impassive, though they faintly exuded a trace of hostility.

After all, back in the Netherworld Marketplace, Fang Cheng and Wang Yuntian had agreed to a duel. Now that they had met here, a fight was inevitable.

Wang Yuntian spoke calmly, "Junior Brother, we have no personal grudge, but because of my wife’s younger brother, we were bound to have a match sooner or later. Why don’t we settle things here and now?"

The implication was clear: he didn’t care whether Fang Cheng admitted to killing Zhou Huaijin. Even if Fang Cheng wasn’t the killer, Wang Yuntian would treat him as if he were.

The number one disciple of the Yinluo Sect’s Inner Sect had always been so domineering!

Fang Cheng had little patience for words himself. The Cold Wave Radiance Sword shot silently from his sleeve, its light dancing nimbly as it radiated a sharp Sword Intent.

He looked at Wang Yuntian and the others, knowing this battle was unavoidable. "Fine," he said. "Today, I will experience your prowess, Senior Brother!"

Wang Yuntian nodded. He reached out his hand, and as light swirled in his palm, a large, jet-black banner appeared!

Countless ghostly patterns were embroidered on its surface, and a bone-chilling, sinister energy surged forth, spreading in all directions.

The Netherworld Banner!

Wasting no more words, Wang Yuntian waved the Netherworld Banner. Ghostly mist churned on its surface, and more than ten Yin Souls with powerful auras flew out silently, pouncing toward Fang Cheng.

These Yin Souls excelled at devouring a Cultivator’s essence blood and spiritual soul. They also had the uncanny ability to corrupt Magical Artifacts, Talismans, and divine light—a top-tier technique of the Demon Dao.

Fang Cheng let out a soft laugh and pointed a finger.

The Cold Wave Radiance Sword instantly transformed into a writhing Sword Aura and shot forward like a bolt of lightning.

The chilling sword light erupted in a brilliant, dazzling flash, slicing through the dozen-plus Yin Souls in an instant.

RUMBLE!

Accompanied by a sword cry like muffled thunder, the blade’s light slashed directly toward Wang Yuntian’s head.

Wang Yuntian remained composed. With a wave of his large sleeve, a streak of light flew out and materialized before him, revealing a jade turtle shell.

CLANG...!

The sword light struck the turtle shell, emitting a clear ring as it was sent flying back.

A Yin Soul materialized beside the Flying Sword, opened its mouth, and spat a jet of black Demonic Qi at it.

It was Fang Cheng’s first time encountering the Netherworld Banner, and he couldn’t help but praise it inwardly. He then commanded the sword light to make a nimble turn, dodging the Demonic Qi like a swimming fish before striking at the Yin Soul.

Wang Yuntian waved the Long Banner, and the Yin Soul that had just been struck dissolved into dense Demonic Qi, which then flew back toward the Netherworld Banner.

Meanwhile, a massive, thirty-foot-tall Yin Soul had appeared silently behind Fang Cheng. It opened its great maw and bit down.

An intense sense of crisis welled up in Fang Cheng’s heart. His figure flickered and vanished.

The Yin Soul bit down on empty air. A look of fury instantly appeared on its savage face as dense Demonic Qi erupted from its body, rolling out in all directions.

Seeing Fang Cheng disappear, Wang Yuntian thought to himself, ’He really is a genius of the Sword Dao! To have mastered the Celestial Ghost Sword Technique from the Netherworld Sword Technique in such a short time!’

That colossal Yin Soul was the main soul of the Netherworld Banner, possessing power comparable to a Life Talisman Cultivator. Wang Yuntian had spent years creating it, killing several Tier Two Demon Beasts and refining their souls together.

The billowing Demonic Qi instantly spread over a large area, exposing a flaw in Fang Cheng’s concealment.

Wang Yuntian waved the Netherworld Banner again. Dozens more Sensing Realm Yin Souls flew out, pouncing toward a specific spot like sharks that had smelled blood.

An invisible sword light sliced through the sky-filling Demonic Qi, flashing about with the graceful, powerful movements of a dancing dragon.

One by one, the Yin Souls roared, struggled, and dissipated.

This time, the Sword Intent was suffused with chilling killing intent, completely annihilating the Yin Souls and making it impossible to recall them to the Netherworld Banner for re-refining.

The main soul, however, shot out, bringing the roiling Demonic Qi with it as it bore down on the chaotic area.

Suddenly!

A massive Sword Aura flashed from within the Demonic Qi, bursting forth violently!

The sound of rolling thunder followed.

The sword light was glorious!

It was like a blazing sun, illuminating the heavens and the earth.

The Dragon Abyss Flying Sword expanded to ten feet long, its blade radiating light. Trailing a long tail of sword light, it streaked past the main soul’s body at a terrifying speed, reappearing outside the Demonic Qi in an instant!

The main soul’s enormous body was instantly split in two, severed into two pieces.

The next moment, the Sword Aura pivoted, instantly tore through the void once more, and, accompanied by rolling thunder, charged toward Wang Yuntian.

Wang Yuntian once again deployed the jade turtle shell to defend himself.

CRACK!

This Tier Two Turtle Shell Magical Artifact, despite its considerable quality, was unable to withstand the sharpness of the Dragon Abyss Flying Sword. It was shattered by the strike, and the sword light, its momentum unchecked, flashed before Wang Yuntian’s forehead.

Wang Yuntian’s expression turned grave. A Tier Two Talisman instinctively appeared on his body and, in the blink of an eye, transformed into a Golden Grand Bell that covered him completely.