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True Yang Daoist drew his sword, ready to strike, but the battered millennial yin corpse suddenly began to swell erratically.
Boom!
A thunderous roar erupted from the ground, shaking the earth and rattling everyone's eardrums.
A corpse explosion!
No one had anticipated Gui Fan's ruthless decisiveness. He had detonated a millennial yin corpse comparable to a core formation realm cultivator without hesitation.
Terrifying corpse qi surged outward in rippling waves, forming a violent storm that instantly engulfed True Yang Daoist.
Boom! Boom!
Faced with this overwhelming corpse qi storm, True Yang Daoist's expression shifted rapidly between shock and dread.
This was the self-detonation of a millennial yin corpse, a force that could terrify even core formation realm cultivators.
The yin corpse was too close; he couldn't evade the storm. His only option was to withstand it head-on.
"Nine Yang True Art, Heavenly Yang Shield!"
True Yang Daoist swiftly chanted the incantation, activating a secret technique from his cultivation manual to create a defensive barrier against the cataclysmic corpse qi storm.
The next moment, before his pure yang power could fully form a protective barrier, the storm crashed down upon him.
The putrid corpse qi instantly dissolved upon contact with the yang energy shield, still utterly suppressed by the pure yang power.
However, the sheer scale of the corpse explosion was overwhelming, rivaling even the self-detonation of a core formation true lord's Golden Core.
Inevitably, some corpse qi breached his defenses, wave after wave of gray-black miasma burrowing into True Yang Daoist's body like maggots gnawing at bone.
Yet as one with a Pure Yang Physique, immune to all evil, he naturally unleashed a fierce counterattack.
The primordial pure yang power within him surged to life as if awakened by the intrusion.
Buzz!
With a mere pulse of pure yang power, the invading yin corpse qi was instantly purified and dispersed, leaving no trace behind.
Still, such expenditure of his primordial power strained even True Yang Daoist's reserves.
His face paled slightly, but the killing intent in his eyes remained undiminished.
"Let's see how many more millennial yin corpses you have!"
"Kill!"
True Yang Daoist charged forward with a deep growl, wielding a golden longsword that radiated pure yang power, as if to purge all yin and evil from the world.
The sword flashed through the air, leaving a golden streak that suddenly appeared in the sky—the trajectory of the Golden Yang Blade's strike.
Gui Fan had no intention of backing down from this clash of natal magic treasures.
With a swift motion, he drew the Demonic Essence Sword and met the overwhelming strike head-on.
Clang!
Purple-black sword qi collided with golden-yellow blade light, splitting the heavens and earth into two distinct halves.
For a moment, the two forces seemed evenly matched.
The two warriors stood facing each other across the clash of their weapons, each scrutinizing the other's natal magic treasure.
Gui Fan's demonic sword was forged from Demonic Essence Gold, a material found only in the demon realm. Its rarity was nearly unparalleled in the world. Combined with the Ghost Sword Sect's unique refinement techniques for natal magic treasures, this demonic sword was undoubtedly an exceptionally rare and powerful artifact.
However, True Yang Daoist's natal magic treasure was no ordinary weapon either. When he had first achieved core formation, he had seized the moment of resonance between heaven and earth, drawing upon the pure yang qi from an entire Yang Gathering Cave in the Far North Ice Plains to forge his natal magic treasure.
The Golden Yang Blade was a perfect match for him. Even searching the entire world, one would struggle to find another pure yang treasure of this caliber.
The collision of these two Peerless Magical Treasures unleashed a terrifying shockwave.
The ground cracked and shattered as thick waves of spiritual energy surged outward in all directions.
A pure yang treasure lived up to its name, possessing an innate advantage.
Even Gui Fan's natal magic treasure, refined from Demonic Essence Gold, struggled to withstand its overwhelming power.
Faint, almost imperceptible cracks appeared on the surface of the dark purple Demonic Essence Sword.
Sensing the damage to his natal magic treasure, Gui Fan immediately suppressed any lingering underestimation of his opponent.
The Pure Yang Physique truly lived up to its reputation!
Holding his sword in one hand, Gui Fan lightly tapped a Purple-Gold Gourd at his waist with the other.
Poof!
The gourd's stopper popped open with a muffled sound, followed by a torrent of intense, icy-white cold flames erupting from its depths.
Boom!
Netherworld Cold Fire!
The surrounding temperature plummeted to an icy chill. Sensing this, True Yang Daoist immediately retreated, drawing his blade and refusing to let the eerie white spirit fire touch his body.
Long ago, a Heavenly Prodigy of the Taiyi Sect had met his bitter end beneath the flames of this very heavenly spirit fire.
Faced with the encroaching cold flames, True Yang Daoist continued to defend himself with pure yang qi, using it to shield his body.
The tongues of fire spread rapidly, the white cold flames instantly engulfing the sky and earth.
"You have quite a few tricks up your sleeve," True Yang Daoist said grimly, retreating while drawing an ancient-looking talisman. "But today, I will still cut you down here!"
In an instant, he activated the talisman.
The surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy began to surge violently, as if drawn by an invisible force.
Great Purity Demon-Subduing Talisman!
This was a secret talisman of the Taiyi Sect, specifically created for subduing demons!
A third-rank high-grade talisman, its power was immense. Even the Taiyi Sect possessed only a limited supply of these.
Crafting such a talisman was exceedingly difficult, requiring an exceptionally high level of skill in talisman crafting. Ordinary third-tier talisman masters struggled to create them.
Moreover, the materials required for third-rank high-grade talismans were extremely expensive. Any significant losses would cause even the Taiyi Sect's vast resources to feel the pinch.
The Great Purity Demon-Subduing Talisman vanished into the air, instantly draining all the spiritual energy from the surrounding heaven and earth.
Boom!
A massive Clear Light Dharma Seal materialized in the sky and descended toward Gui Fan, suppressing him with overwhelming force.
The Netherworld Cold Fire, which had been surging wildly just moments before, was instantly extinguished, leaving no trace.
Seeing this, Gui Fan ceased his attacks, retracted the Purple-Gold Gourd, and immediately began evading the Dharma Seal's oppressive force.
However, evading such a powerful talisman's assault proved far from easy.
The Clear Light Dharma Seal clung to him like a leech, relentlessly pursuing him.
Along its path, countless mountains and rocks were crushed into dust, utterly annihilated.
"Hahahaha, Gui Fan, all you can do is run?" True Yang Daoist taunted mercilessly, his face twisted with disdain. "You've been fleeing in disarray since the start of this battle. With such pathetic strength, how dare you boast about taking my head?"
Gui Fan ignored the taunts, focusing solely on evading the Dharma Seal's relentless suppression.
Many cultivators observing the battle shook their heads, finding the decisive clash surprisingly underwhelming. Gui Fan's performance had been disappointingly ordinary.
Neither the corpse explosion just now nor the dispelled Netherworld Cold Fire were his own powers; they were borrowed from external sources.
Of course, battles between immortal cultivators weren't so particular. As long as victory was achieved, it didn't matter whether the means were innate or external—if it worked, it worked.
The reason for the crowd's head-shaking ultimately stemmed from Gui Fan's constant, desperate flight, never daring to confront True Yang Daoist head-on.
Amidst the crowd, Li Qing narrowed his eyes, his brow furrowing slightly.
"Something's off. What exactly is Gui Fan up to?"
Li Qing's frown deepened, a sense of unease settling over him.
During his core formation, he had personally clashed with Gui Fan, gaining firsthand experience of the man's combat prowess and temperament.
Yet now, Gui Fan fought with such caution, bordering on timidity.
Li Qing had previously witnessed Gui Fan unleash a powerful divine ability called the Ten Thousand Ghosts Dharma Body. When activated, this dharma body would never have allowed him to be so utterly humiliated.
"Is he wary of the Pure Yang Physique, or does he have some other scheme in mind?" Li Qing murmured, his eyes narrowed. He sensed that the situation was far more complex than it appeared.
(End of the Chapter)
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