“Word has it that the true king wields a divine weapon known as the Three-Pointed, Two-Edged Blade. Might I have the honor of witnessing it?”

  With a flick of his wrist, Xu Fang brandished the bright silver spear he had acquired in the East Sea, pointing the weapon directly at Erlang Shen Yang Jian!

  Yet Yang Jian merely smiled, an expression of arrogance crossing his features. “There’s no need for me to summon the Three-Pointed, Two-Edged Blade. That would be unfair to my fellow Daoist…”

  Before he could finish his sentence, a shadow of the spear surged forward!

  A flash of cold light appeared first, followed by the spear that seemed to dart through the air like a dragon!

  The overwhelming pressure surged forth with the spear’s trajectory.

  In that instant, Yang Jian’s expression shifted drastically!

  “Xu Fang is merely an early-stage Golden Immortal! How can he unleash such combat power?”

  Yang Jian was genuinely taken aback by the ferocity of Xu Fang's attack.

  He knew Xu Fang was only an early-stage Golden Immortal!

  Even though he had suppressed his cultivation, Yang Jian had never faced a Golden Immortal capable of displaying such formidable strength in all his battles across the Three Realms!

  “Seems my second brother has become a bit overconfident…”

  Yang Chan watched the unfolding clash, covering her mouth as she stifled a giggle beside Ao Tingxin.

  Her voice, though soft, reached Yang Jian’s ears, causing his expression to darken.

  “Bring it on!”

  With a thunderous shout, the Three-Pointed, Two-Edged Blade was summoned, and with a clang, it met the incoming spear head-on!

  Clang—

  The sounds of metal clashing rang out through the back mountains of Mount Fangcun, sparks flying as the two weapons collided fiercely.

  From the very start, Xu Fang unleashed all his power. The bright silver spear, like a dragon, swept across the battlefield, overpowering Yang Jian with sheer force!

  In this contest, Xu Fang, with his ferocious momentum, resembled an unstoppable war god!

  On the other hand, Yang Jian grew increasingly alarmed!

  His initial underestimation, perhaps even a sense of carelessness, had led him to be put on the defensive by Xu Fang's relentless assaults!

  Given Yang Jian’s pride, he certainly wouldn’t lower his cultivation to overwhelm Xu Fang through sheer power!

  Consequently, the mighty Erlang Shen found himself being dominated in this exchange!

  After dozens of rounds, not only was Yang Jian feeling the pressure, but even Master Bodhi, along with Yang Chan and Ao Tingxin, were increasingly astonished!

  If Yang Jian had been caught off-guard at the beginning, it was hard to believe that after so many rounds, he was still unable to assert his dominance!

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  “When did Brother Wufa become so formidable? My second brother is being outclassed under the suppression of his cultivation!”

  Yang Chan gasped, her eyes wide as she fixated on the duel.

  Meanwhile, Ao Tingxin couldn’t help but marvel internally: “It seems Xu Fang has made tremendous strides during his years of travel. To hold his ground against Erlang Shen like this is a rarity in the Three Realms…”

  As for Master Bodhi, he stroked his long beard with a satisfied smile, watching Xu Fang with pride.

  In just four short years, Xu Fang had elevated his cultivation to the Golden Immortal level and honed his unparalleled combat skills!

  It appeared that his investment in Xu Fang had not been in vain!

  “Dao Friend, you possess remarkable skills!”

  At that moment, feeling the pressure mounting, Yang Jian gritted his teeth and shouted, “I will get serious now! Be careful, Dao Friend!”

  Whoosh—

  With that shout, the Three-Pointed, Two-Edged Blade slashed through the air!

  The blade’s edge seemed capable of slicing through space itself, revealing that Yang Jian was indeed serious!

  He couldn’t afford to lose face in front of his sister, being bested by an early-stage Golden Immortal!

  “Haha, bring it on!”

  Xu Fang let out a hearty laugh, then swiftly retracted the bright silver spear, releasing a burst of blood light that shot from his palm!

  In an instant, a slender blade emerged, charging towards the Three-Pointed, Two-Edged Blade!

  The Blood-Mourning Blade!

  With mastery over enchanted weapons, Xu Fang wielded the Blood-Mourning Blade with ease, requiring no ritual to summon its power!

  “Hmm?”

  Master Bodhi’s expression shifted as he observed the Blood-Mourning Blade in Xu Fang’s hand, though he remained silent.

  With a wave of his sleeve, a formation suddenly materialized, enveloping the entirety of Mount Fangcun.

  Clang—

  A tremendous crash echoed!

  As the Three-Pointed, Two-Edged Blade met the ferocious Blood-Mourning Blade, they shattered the very fabric of space!

  Fragments of reality splintered apart, and an overwhelming rebound of force surged forth, engulfing both combatants!

  Xu Fang, holding the Blood-Mourning Blade, found himself involuntarily pushed backward, carving a massive trench into the ground as he retreated dozens of feet before barely stabilizing himself.

  Yang Jian, unfortunately, had less luck. His back collided with a towering rock, the impact sending countless stones tumbling down.

  “Second brother, are you really trying your hardest? It looks like you’ve been on the defensive against Brother Wufa the entire time!”

  Yang Chan’s words were not meant to be malicious, but Xu Fang, noticing Yang Jian’s embarrassment, smiled lightly and said, “True King, I concede. Xu Fang admits defeat.”

  He realized there was little point in continuing the battle. While Yang Jian was indeed powerful, the nature of this duel on Mount Fangcun was not suitable for unleashing their full prowess. Otherwise, wouldn’t the mountain itself be destroyed?

  Moreover, this confrontation had made him acutely aware of his own shortcomings—his cultivation!

  If he possessed the same cultivation level as Yang Jian, and Yang Jian did not have to suppress his abilities, Xu Fang believed he would have long since defeated him!

  After all, while he could suppress his cultivation, his inherent instincts remained intact!

  With that in mind, Xu Fang thought it wise to offer Yang Jian an opportunity to save face, considering he was the host here in Mount Fangcun. It would be nothing for him to admit defeat.

  Yang Jian clearly recognized Xu Fang’s gesture, and having gauged Xu Fang's strength, he knew that if the battle continued without using divine powers, he would likely not defeat Xu Fang!

  Given that Xu Fang was a disciple of Master Bodhi, it was certain he had learned many powerful techniques. If they continued to clash, it wouldn’t bode well for either side.

  “Young Dao Friend Xu Fang, your skills at such a young age truly reflect the greatness of Master Bodhi’s disciple.”

  With Xu Fang offering him an out, Yang Jian was more than happy to take the opportunity to retreat gracefully.

  At that moment, Master Bodhi spoke up lightly, “True King, I presume your visit is to take your sister? She has made considerable progress in her studies over these years, so you may take her with you.”

  Yang Jian nodded, saying, “I do not wish to hide this from you, Master. The Three Realms are in chaos, and I indeed intend to take Yang Chan with me. Thank you for your guidance over these years.”

  “Ah? But I haven’t decided to leave yet!”

  Upon hearing her second brother’s intention to take her away, Yang Chan immediately panicked, her eyes darting to Xu Fang for support.

  However, Yang Jian was not to be trifled with. He could easily sense Master Bodhi's intention to speak privately with Xu Fang, likely about matters unrelated to Yang Chan.

  Ignoring his sister’s protests, he stepped forward and said, “Third sister, don’t throw a tantrum!”