Fang Yu’s ti spent in the Ancient Life Hall was short.
Therefore, his improvents to the arrays were rather limited.
Over the past two days, he only managed to transform the previous Sealing Spirit Array into the Heavenly Gang Soul-locking Array.
It was enough to resist Yue Xing and his subordinate Guard Team.
But to deal with a Supre Heavenly Position like Lu Qinghong, it was sowhat strenuous.
Fang Yu considered his own strength as well, and although the Soul-locking Array might not defeat Lu Qinghong, with his addition, he was certainly eligible to stand on an equal footing with Lu Qinghong.
However...
Another Supre Heavenly Position had arrived.
That was a bit unexpected.
...
Everyone in front, except for Lu Qinghong, knelt down to welco—
"He Qianqiu!"
"He Qianqiu!"
"Senior He!"
Li Xuan and Song Gusheng also couldn’t help but tremble.
The guards automatically made way.
At the end of the crowd, Fang Yu saw a middle-aged man in a green robe with a beard, strolling leisurely with his hands behind his back, his eyes piercing and spirited.
He Qianqiu, one of the Xuanming Lieutenants, a Supre Heavenly Position great master!
He Qianqiu slowly approached and stood shoulder to shoulder with Lu Qinghong, his gaze fiery as he looked straight ahead—
Lu Qinghong said dismissively:
"He Qianqiu, why are you ddling here instead of doing your job?"
"Old Lu, I just took a detour to check on you. I thought the Sect Master had given you so important task, but such a trivial matter isn’t worth Old Lu’s personal effort. Ridiculous, pitiful, lantable..."
"He Qianqiu, you’re trying to drive a wedge between and the Sect Master... I won’t be fooled."
He Qianqiu smiled and his gaze landed on Fang Yu in front, saying, "Old Lu, surely you’re not struggling with such a minor annoyance? If needed, I can lend a hand. Just say the word."
The two were brothers in arms, always competing and striving to be the best.
How could Lu Qinghong possibly ask for his help, he disdainfully said, "He Qianqiu, you’d better just stand aside and watch... a re Grandmaster Level Array Master, I would never take seriously."
His expression was full of arrogance and contempt.
Just as they finished speaking.
Fang Yu’s gaze also landed on He Qianqiu, and he asked, "You are the one from Bai Ze’s lineage, one of the Xuanming Lieutenants, He Qianqiu?"
Again, calling him by na directly.
This caused Yue Xing and his guards to be filled with rage.
But they knew, no need for action, such great disrespect, He Qianqiu would not let it slide.
"A re Grandmaster Level Array Master, so presumptuous," said He Qianqiu indifferently.
Fang Yu said:
"As I rember, the Xuanming Lieutenants, Lu Qinghong and He Qianqiu, are both first-class experts, the forr lascivious and cunning, the latter dull and fond of wine. Specializing in the extrely cold Palm Power of the Xuanming Divine Palm. Both brothers practiced the sa art from youth till old age, neither marrying nor having children. It seems true now that I’ve seen it today."
This was from the mory of the Dragon Emperor.
His status and position in a previous life were such that he hardly looked up to people like the Xuanming Lieutenants.
He recalled once when the Xuanming Lieutenants wanted to join the Five Great Divine Palaces but were rejected because of the sinister nature of their Palm Technique.
However...
It was unexpected that they had joined Bai Ze’s lineage.
These words.
Caused the brows of the Xuanming Lieutenants to furrow tightly, both shocked in their hearts.
"Dare to insult the Xuanming Lieutenants... I wanted to spare you... Today, you must die!" Yue Xing raised his sword pointing at Fang Yu from a distance.
Fang Yu said indifferently:
"I spoke the truth, and you consider it an insult, are your feelings that fragile? Lu Qinghong, He Qianqiu, I ask you, did I say anything wrong?"
Lu Qinghong snorted coldly and said, "A young man who has heard so rumors dares to lecture to my face... the Heavenly Gang Soul-locking Array, huh? Is an Eighth Grade Array your confidence?"
Boom!
Lu Qinghong stamped hard on the floor.
Crack.
The floor shattered to pieces.
The whole person shot into the air like a rocket, swiping a palm towards Fang Yu.
"Xuanming Divine Palm!"
A rush of Inner Essence spilled out from his palm, catalyzed by his palm power into a surge of cold Qi.
Hiss.
The cold wind assaulted him.
This was a palm strike from soone of Supre Heavenly Position.
The nearby steps were coated with a layer of white frost.
Fang Yu raised his hand to block.
"Big Star Shield!"
Boom—
The massive palm power collided.
Fang Yu kept retreating until he reached the wall, then he lifted his foot and stepped down hard, stabilizing his stance with a snap.
In contrast, Lu Qinghong stood unmoved. But a flash of surprise crossed his face.
"You can actually withstand my Xuanming Divine Palm?"
After all, it was a palm strike from Supre Heavenly Position, not sothing an ordinary person could withstand.
Yet Fang Yu had blocked it.
But this block was sowhat unsatisfactory to Fang Yu.
Fang Yu pondered to himself that this Soul-locking Array indeed had many flaws; the ones of Supre Heavenly Position were truly powerful and within this Soul-locking Array, they could still mobilize the Inner Essence within their bodies.
The formidable aspect of the Supre Heavenly Position lay in their ability to store vast amounts of Inner Essence within the Dantian.
Hence, even with the Sealing Spirit, the impact on them was minimal.
But...
Fang Yu sighed and said, "It seems I was a bit careless indeed... to let you force back with a palm strike."
After all, having sat in consultation for a day at Ancient Life Hall, he had depleted a great deal of his Leaving Dust Energy, and there wasn’t much left. If not for his quick recovery, it would be questionable whether he could have withstood that palm strike, let alone being forced back.
Everyone was taken aback.
It sounded like he was saying that you couldn’t really force back at all; I simply let my guard down and let you succeed.
Li Xuan, kneeling aside, hurriedly whispered, "Mr. Fang... this is not good! Supre Heavenly Position... it’s far beyond what you think! Please, just leave!"
Fang Yu glanced at Song Gusheng and Li Xuan and said:
"You all are too timid, being deceived by these so-called Realm divisions in your everyday life."
After speaking, he looked towards Lu Qinghong again and said:
"I was a bit careless just now, giving you a slight advantage... let’s go for another palm... if you can make move even slightly, I’ll consider it my loss."
The crowd was even more startled.
Li Xuan lifted his head and looked at Fang Yu with a complex expression, recalling the power of that sword that split the sun and moon back at the Fang Family Courtyard, filled with confusion and wonder.
Could it be...
Mr. Fang’s strength is not Tyrant Heavenly Rank, nor Supre Heavenly Rank, but actually Supre Heavenly Position?
Lu Qinghong snorted coldly and said:
"An Eighth Grade Array Master, who is also a cultivator of Tyrant Heavenly Rank... truly a rare genius throughout the ages... What a pity, you’ve t ... This palm, take it with you to hell and reflect on it."
Bang!
He leaped up again.
A palm strike in mid-air.
"Xuanming Divine Palm, Chain Attack!"
As he unleashed the continuous strikes of Xuanming Divine Palm, several palm handprints suddenly appeared in front of him.
Dizzyingly fast.
This unimposing palm strike contained enormous power.
Just as Fang Yu was about to be destroyed by a palm strike from Supre Heavenly Position.
Fang Yu spoke in a deep voice: "Big Star Shield, Octave!"
Boom!
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