Countless silver lines exploded like a fountain, spreading and shooting in all directions.
Zhang Rongfang tapped the ground lightly, easily dodging the stealth attack from Yu Wenxing behind him.
At this mont, Yu Wenxing had completely transford his appearance.
A black and white Tai Chi Diagram pattern appeared at the center of his brow, and his skin turned pitch black, his height reaching four ters. His shoulders extended outward, growing black bone spurs that resembled two curved blades.
From a distance, he looked like a towering monster covered in black spikes and bone weapons.
Compared to Zhang Rongfang, although he was also four ters tall, his figure was slight and thin, his arms extrely long, almost touching his knees.
This was the terminal stance of the Martial Arts Grandmaster he practiced. Its na was: Pure Yang Determination!!
"Kill!!"
At the sa ti, not far away, Kong Wen also recovered.
The two Grandmasters activated their terminal stances, transforming into shadows from the left and right, simultaneously attacking Zhang Rongfang.
Along with the spiritual lines exploding in front from Yao Shuchen, large patches of silver spiritual lines pierced through.
A three-pronged attack, as if impending doom.
Yu Wenxing's black spurs, Kong Wen's body crushing, Yao Shuchen's silver spiritual lines.
Three directions, three deadly strikes.
All carried a huge impact and speed unimaginable to ordinary people, sealing off Zhang Rongfang's escape space from three sides.
At this mont, it seed he was dood.
"I...." Zhang Rongfang opened his mouth.
Everything around seed to slow down, to beco still.
Falling leaves.
Drifting dust.
Scattering long hair.
Furious air currents.
And....
And his body with arms spread open, completely defenseless.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!
At the sa ti, spiritual lines and black spurs struck his body together.
But Zhang Rongfang's hands deeply pierced once more into Kong Wen's body.
This ti, instead of tearing directly, a hair-raising sucking sound emanated from the ends of his arms.
"I have already intertwined the Three Flowers!! Step onto the Human Immortal path!!"
Zhang Rongfang's whole body was wantonly penetrated by the spiritual lines, but he didn't care, because each spiritual line that pierced a wound imdiately healed and regenerated in the blink of an eye.
"What do you have to fight with!!?"
He threw his head back and laughed.
As his laughter echoed, Kong Wen's circular body in front of him began to rapidly deflate, like a leaking balloon.
"No... save !!?" Kong Wen, unlike before, truly felt doom approaching.
Desperately crying out, he called to his close friends.
Yao Shuchen, at this mont, recovered to reform his body, roaring and swinging his arms, striking at Zhang Rongfang's head.
Bang!!!
He smashed Zhang's back skull, even denting it inward.
But to no avail, as he withdrew his hand, the dented skull unbelievably restored itself.
Yu Wenxing, witnessing this, felt a chill run through his entire body.
He had seen Extre Realm Grandmasters and God Worshiper Grandmasters.
But this terrifying, bizarre person in front of him was unlike anything he had ever seen!!
What was he doing!?
He seed to be, was seemingly devouring Kong Wen alive!!?
Just as the terrifying hypothesis arose in Yu Wenxing's mind, it was already too late.
Zhang Rongfang flung away Kong Wen, who had shriveled back to his original size. He turned and instantly engaged in a frenzied struggle with Yao Shuchen.
His speed was too fast!
The power too strong.
Within re breaths, Yao Shuchen's body exploded with sounds, his massive silver form continuously retreating, erupting with splashes of blood, his body launching into the air and crashing harshly onto the distant ground.
He struggled, fighting defensively with all his might, yet couldn't hold it together!
He could predict the endpoints of his opponent's moves, but simply couldn't block them.
The arm he raised to defend was instantly broken, fist power pierced through flesh and blood, straight through the body.
It was a crushing of absolute power and speed!
"No!! I don't want to die!!" Yu Wenxing turned to flee.
Using the Extre State Great Truth Step from the Zhenyi Sect, an absolute skill reserved for escapes.
Stepping out, his body shot like lightning.
Yet Yu Wenxing felt sothing was amiss, drenched in cold sweat, his terminal stance teetering due to absolute defeat's crumbling of confidence.
Still, he hadn't a choice anymore.
Three Grandmasters indeed!!
All activated terminal stances to surround and kill.
Unexpected...
Unexpectedly, it would go this far!?
Moreover, the opponent was rely soone who hadn't worshipped a god!! A monster!? An un-god-worshipped being could literally consu them, these god-worshipping Grandmasters!?
Even when they devoured each other's spiritual lines, they could only manage once the opponent was dead. Yet the opponent sohow.....
Could anything in the world be more absurd!?
He now suspected whether he was dreaming!
But why was everything around still so real!?
Why!?
Why, why, why, why!!!?
Bang!!
Suddenly, a blood-colored figure abruptly appeared before him, blocking his way.
It was Zhang Rongfang.
He held Yao Shuchen, who had lost all will to resist, with one hand, and the arm touching Yao Shuchen continued to emit a sinister sucking sound as if it were alive.
Accompanied by the sucking sound, Yao Shuchen's body rapidly shrank.
anwhile, the wounds on Zhang Rongfang's body were rapidly healing.
All injuries left from the three Grandmasters' terminal stance siege were perfectly restored, leaving no scars.
"Where do you want to go?" Zhang Rongfang revealed a gentle smile.
"Fleeing in defeat amid battle, it seems, you're already.... wasted." He raised his hand and swiftly struck Yao Shuchen's forehead with a slap.
Bang.
The corpse hit the ground, rapidly shriveling, darkening, crumbling, and evaporating.
A dignified generation of Grandmasters has perished.
Decades of difficult accumulation turns to emptiness in an instant.
Yu Wenxing's heart was filled with bleakness. The final stance on his body also accelerated its fading as his conviction wavered.
"Do you have any last words?" Zhang Rongfang stepped forward gradually.
"You....."
Yu Wenxing took a deep breath.
"What on earth, what exactly are you!?"
He knew his death was certain, but he was unwilling.
Unwilling to die so cluelessly.
He wanted to understand what the opponent truly was!?
Neither a God Worshiper nor an Extre Realm.
Is there a third path in this world!?
Is there really a third path!?
Zhang Rongfang paused, revealing a smile.
"I am an immortal."
He raised his hand, thrusting forward, his arm moving like lightning, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Puff.
Yu Wenxing raised his hand in an attempt to block, but his arm was deflected with a crack, then his chest was pierced through.
His body was lifted high, resembling a prisoner hung on a pierced stake.
"Immortal!?!" His body was rapidly drained of blood and flesh, skin aging swiftly, withering.
"How can you vile and depraved outsiders understand the supre secret technique of my Taoist sect!?" Zhang Rongfang declared loudly.
Crack.
He snapped the other's neck with one hand.
"Without mastering the Three Flowers, how can one beco an immortal!?"
"Immortal.... immortal....!?" Yu Wenxing struggled, beating against the arm piercing his chest, but to no avail, the difference in strength was too great.
As sucking sounds ensued, he tilted his broken neck, swallowing his last breath, his entire body turning to black ash, slowly dissipating.
Thus, the three grandmasters all were vanquished.
Zhang Rongfang turned to look at Ran Xinyue, whose face was already numb.
"Do you understand now?"
Ran Xinyue opened her eyes wide, not knowing what to say.
She only knew she was dreaming.
Once she woke up, everything would return to normal.
Zhang Rongfang said no more, turning to leave, his massive figure gradually disappearing into the forest.
anwhile.
In the distant mountains, a pair of hidden eyes gazed over, filled with fear.
It was an elderly woman with white hair, hiding in the bushes.
She leaned on an iron staff, but the staff was trembling.
'That person... that person.... is too strong!!'
'Absolutely a Grandmaster! A top expert in the world!'
'How could such an expert appear in this remote, desolate place!?'
The elderly woman tightly gripped the dragon head of the iron staff, her fingers almost imprinting marks without realizing.
Originally, she was coordinating with Yu Wenxing, arriving earlier to set an ambush here.
Waiting for the mont when Ran Xinyue and Kong Wen were locked in combat, she would strike at Kong Wen and the Brahma Sect Grandmaster to save Ran Xinyue.
It's ridiculous that those two really thought the Zhenyi Sect would want to be associated with the Great Brightness Religious Alliance?
Given the current strength of Yue Dewen's dual Spirit Generals, with the support of Snow Rainbow Pavilion, being at the peak of their power, dominating the world.
How could they possibly go against the tide?
However, despite the good plan, it ultimately led to this unexpected turn....
"That man....." The elderly woman recalled the three grandmasters who recently died worshiping gods, a cold chill invading her entire body.
"With Grandmaster strength, disguising as a Daoist of Great Dao Teaching, his grand sche is simply terrifying...."
She sensed the hidden conspiracy within, like a stormy sea, indescribable.
After one last glance at Ran Xinyue, she turned quietly to leave.
Originally she planned to step in and assist, hoping to establish a connection.
But after facing that monster, enduring the terror of that monstrous strong figure, she thought it best to continue hiding.
Such a vortex, where you can be crushed at any mont, it's best not to get involved.
The elderly woman slowly retreated.
Leaving Ran Xinyue slowly standing up from the ground.
She remained puzzled.
Looking at the chaotic ground around her, with nurous broken and collapsed trees, and the large white stone shattered into pieces.
She was at a loss.
'Immortal.... how could such a being exist in this world!?'
No one could have foreseen that a Daoist of the Great Dao Teaching, a young man in his twenties, would harbor power comparable to a Grandmaster. Within a short outbreak, he simply killed three God Worshiping Grandmasters.
He seed to possess a secret technique for quickly eliminating God Worshipers.
Could Daoist Zhang Ying be a Grandmaster?
And have a secret technique for swiftly killing God Worshipers?
Ran Xinyue thought, if she were to relay this news back to the Great Capital, to the Sect Leader and Palace Master Jin Yuyan, perhaps the first thing they would do would be to join forces and hamr her to death.
Every Grandmaster believes that with their ultimate stance, they may not win but they won't lose, at most they'll retreat wounded.
Even when facing strong Grandmasters and Spirit Generals with a huge gap in skill, they still have their own psychological logic.
In comparison to stronger entities, a Grandmaster's mindset generally is:
I can't beat you now, doesn't an I can't in the future.
I can't beat you, but you can't kill either. I can escape!
Or:
You are stronger than now, but it's just luck. If I had your opportunities in my youth, I'd be stronger! Thus my talent exceeds yours!
You may be faster, but I am stronger.
You may be stronger, but I am faster!
And so forth.
This is the absolute confidence of a Grandmaster!
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