[Dingdang, congratulations Summoner for obtaining the Fire Insight, a purple-quality item]
[Double kill! Congratulations to the summoner for a double kill!]
[Six-kill streak! Congratulations to the Summoner for obtaining the Ancient Time Mark, quality: Pale Gold!!!]
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As Jiu Mei roared excitedly, golden rays of light appeared on Fang Zong's forehead, winding and dreamlike, as if transcending time and space, possessing the past and the future.
"One hundred years!"
His voice trembled with electricity, like a muffled thunderclap mixed with a winding lightning bolt from the ends of the earth.
His body also changed, becoming more solid.
And his eyes, when opened, were like the most beautiful blue sky in all of eternity!
"Tsk, their eyes have turned blue."
"This is an outward manifestation of insufficient strength. It's a pity that I couldn't touch it for three hundred years, otherwise my eyes would have returned to normal."
"Ancient level Grand Venerable... now that I think about it, he's nothing special."
Fang Zong spoke softly.
The breath no longer inhales and exhales air, but rather inhales and exhales the boundless space.
Fragments of space appeared at the corners of his nose, incredibly sharp enough to cut through anything, yet they could only be absorbed into him like air, their essence extracted before being expelled as tangible dregs.
"Fang Zong, you..."
Taoist Wangquan was so surprised that he was speechless.
In such a short time, two ancient-level Grand Venerables have fallen one after another, while Fang Zong's strength has increased by more than ten times.
No!
It's a hundred times!
A thousand times!
Ten thousand times!
He could clearly sense that Fang Zong was just a child when he entered the Desolate Heaven and Earth, powerless against the ancient-level Grand Venerables. But now he seemed to have grown up in an instant, becoming strong and spirited, as if he had everything.
He stared at Fang Zong, feeling that he was no match for Fang Zong even now!
Is it just my imagination?
It must be my imagination, right?
"Take this punch!"
Wang Quan Daoist couldn't resist testing the waters.
This punch was delivered with full force, the shockwave raging in all directions, shattering countless stars in the broken space, and carrying countless destructive forces back again, all of which were about to strike Fang Zong's left arm.
Fang Zong was startled.
Ninth Sister: "...(p≧w≦q) Come on!"
Little brat, don't think that just because you're one of us I won't take advantage of you. My skills are passive!
With Ninth Sister's joyful shouts echoing in his mind, Fang Zong was even more speechless. He quickly dodged, partly because he didn't want to harm his own people, and partly because how powerful was the Ancient-level Grand Venerable? This punch would surely shatter his left arm and blow off half of his body.
It hurts!
Why am I in pain this time for no reason?
Therefore, Fang Zong did not hesitate and immediately turned to the side. Unfortunately, he only had a hundred years of ancient time imprint, which prevented him from advancing to the level of an ancient-level Grand Venerable. There was a substantial gap between him and Daoist Wangquan.
Just when it seemed there was no way to dodge, Wang Quan Dao Ren suddenly changed his strength and turned around.
"Bang!"
The sound waves shook the heavens.
Suddenly, a woman draped in a light veil appeared behind Wang Quan Dao Ren. Her face seemed to contain the beauty of all the beauties in the world, sometimes resembling a dignified noblewoman, and sometimes like a charming and lovely girl next door.
Her temperament changed constantly, and her strength was incredibly powerful. Her ever-changing forms seemed to contain all the secrets of heaven. In just an instant, Wang Quan Dao Ren was defeated and forced to retreat. His hands were smashed to the bone, and he was in so much pain that cold sweat poured down his body like rain.
"The Illusionary One?!"
Fang Zong was greatly alarmed.
He recognized the woman; she was clearly one of the twenty-eight ancient-level Grand Venerables of the Blackwater Palace, not a Daoist disciple, but a true Grand Venerable.
No wonder Wang Quan Dao Ren was defeated and seriously injured.
"Kid, we've had drinks together, have you forgotten that I'm inseparable from Huanmian Jiao?"
A sound came from behind.
With a teasing tone.
Before Fang Zong could react, a hand pierced through his heart. He looked down at his bloodied palm and couldn't help but give a bitter laugh, saying, "Why did you do this?"
Yes, he was a friend he had drunk with.
Back in the Blackwater Palace, Grand Venerable Liuguang was the only friend who didn't care about his status and drank with him despite his Ancient-level strength.
But this friend, without hesitation, struck him deadly from behind.
"Don't blame me, that's just how the evil sects are, my friend."
Grand Venerable Liuguang rested his chin on Fang Zong's shoulder. Fang Zong caught a glimpse of his extremely handsome face out of the corner of his eye and couldn't help but shake his head. Before Fang Zong could speak, he continued, "Since joining the Blackwater Palace, I've known that apart from sharing a bed and a grave with Huanmiansheng, I have no friends. We had a very good chat when we drank together. You are very knowledgeable, but it's also because you are too knowledgeable that even the Palace Master is envious of what you possess."
"Fang Zong, my friend, don't blame me."
"When I die, I will be buried with Illusionist, and I will place my apology to you on the inscription on my tombstone..."
While the Grand Venerable Liuguang spoke somewhat emotionally, his actions were extremely ruthless. Unlike Difeng, who had the habit of toying with the weak, he used his full power to annihilate an equal powerhouse. Endless energy raged within Fang Zong's body, instantly blurring Fang Zong's entire form.
"You don't have a physical body?"
The Great Venerable Liuguang was startled.
The Blackwater Palace Master demanded to take Fang Zong's soul away. He dared not let Fang Zong be reduced to ashes, so he quickly withdrew a trace of his power. But just as he withdrew, Fang Zong sighed again.
"You shouldn't have given me that chance."
Fang Zong smiled and grabbed Liu Guang Dazun's hand with his own.
[Dingdang, congratulations Summoner for obtaining the Ancient Time Mark, quality Gold!]
[Double kill! Congratulations to the Summoner for a double kill! You've obtained the Ancient Time Mark, a gold-quality item!]
[Triple Kill! Congratulations to the Summoner for obtaining the Ancient-level Grand Venerable Secret Technique, the Undying Heavenly Light Holy Body!]
Golden light emanated from Fang Zong's body.
His body continued to solidify, but the aura of the Great Venerable Liuguang weakened. "Save me!" As expected of a genuine Great Venerable from the Blackwater Palace, Liuguang immediately sensed something was wrong and felt that there was no possibility of killing Fang Zong again. He then called out for help to the Great Venerable Huanmian.
But suddenly, he changed his mind: "Illusion Mask, stop fighting! Abandon your cultivation, discard the strength of an Ancient Grand Venerable, and escape using a secret technique! Flee the Desolate Heaven and Earth!"
"What?" The Illusionary Venerable stopped in astonishment.
She looked at the Great Venerable Liuguang with concern, but only saw him gazing at her with longing, whispering, "Let's go..."
Are you willing to do that?
Fang Zong smiled at the Illusionary Faced Venerable.
He pushed Liuguang Dazun's hand out of his body, then grabbed the barely breathing Liuguang Dazun by the neck, excitedly saying, "As expected of a genuine Ancient-level Dazun, I only took all your magic power, and before I even knocked you down from your level, you've already given me eighty years! Liuguang, my friend, tell me, should I beat you down to the Heavenly Flood level Dazun, or just kill you?"
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