Celestial Refining Divine Scripture

The feeling of having a seal forcibly broken by an external force was like receiving a punch the size of a sandbag to the Dantian, the pain causing his Dantian to convulse uncontrollably.

Ye Yunbei’s face turned deathly pale, his expression twisted in agony, wishing for death rather than enduring the pain.

"Shut up."

Minghe Peak’s face changed, and he urgently whispered in a low voice.

Ye Yunbei snapped back to his senses, gritted his teeth tightly, and fell silent, trembling all over.

Several pairs of eyes stared intently at the mouth of the colossal cave, on full alert.

"Mr. Xu, Yang Tong is extremely powerful. Are you confident you can deal with him?" Minghe Peak glanced at Xu Yang.

"I’ll give it a try. This ancient mine is of great use to me," Xu Yang said in a deep voice.

Great use?

Ye Yunbei and Minghe Peak subconsciously exchanged a glance, but quickly pushed the thought aside.

The Ye Family, the Ming Family, and Xu Yang already had good relations.

This time, Xu Yang had even saved their lives.

On top of that, considering Xu Yang’s background and status, neither of them had any objections to Xu Yang occupying this place.

But that was provided Yang Tong was dealt with first.

"Mr. Xu, I’m afraid Old Ye and I, in our current state..."

Minghe Peak forced a bitter smile.

Xu Yang said, "You two focus on recovering as soon as possible."

He didn’t pin his hopes on Ye Yunbei or Minghe Peak being able to help.

The two immediately swallowed their pills, healing their injuries while keeping a constant eye on the massive cave.

Whoosh!

A figure suddenly darted out of the cavern.

Yang Tong.

Ye Yunbei and Minghe Peak’s faces changed instantly, tense as if facing a mortal enemy.

"Xu Yang?"

Yang Tong’s eyes narrowed sharply, locking onto Xu Yang, a chill in his gaze like a surging tide.

To Xu Yang, no one in the Yang Family was a stranger.

All loathed him to the core.

"Xu Yang, even if you are a core disciple of Black Fire Immortal Mountain, you’ve killed so many of my Yang Family members, including a Late Stage Celestial Immortal. You must give my Yang Family an explanation."

Yang Tong walked forward slowly, his aura surging. The periphery void space distorted, stirring up waves that made one’s heart pound. Killing intent overflowed, surging like a monstrous beast amidst a raging sea, horribly intimidating.

Ye Yunbei and Minghe Peak’s faces became even paler, their spirits shuddering.

At this moment, they were more frightened than anyone.

Most afraid that Xu Yang wouldn’t be a match.

If so, they’d be doomed.

"Where’s Yang Yuan?"

Xu Yang ignored Yang Tong’s threats and icy killing intent, asking with a look of curiosity.

Yang Tong’s aura froze for a moment, his face darkened, and he replied coldly, "Where the Young Master is, you’re not qualified to know."

The instant his words fell, the mountain valley surrounded by wilderness suddenly erupted with a sweeping storm of violent gales.

The winds cut like knives, icily piercing the spirit, sending sand and rocks flying.

Immortal light crisscrossed, as dazzling as thunderbolts, wild and ferocious.

Boom!

Hundreds and thousands of giant fist-shadows shot out from the immortal light, densely interwoven, shrouding the area for a hundred yards, striking the space so hard it trembled and burst, the sheer might forcing Ye Yunbei, Minghe Peak and the others to retreat in disarray.

Yang Tong was overwhelmingly powerful—every punch here carried the strength of a Peak Celestial Immortal.

A thousand fists unleashed at once, full of crushing pressure, not even leaving Xu Yang a chance to dodge or withdraw.

But Xu Yang had no intention of retreating or dodging.

He raised his fist and instantly struck out with a thousand punches in response.

RUMBLE!!

A wave of fury erupted within the vast valley as countless fist-shadows clashed and shattered.

Even the distant Gao Yue trembled without end under the shockwaves.

The scene was vast and overwhelming, terrifying to the core.

The cultivators of the Ye and Ming Families were full of terror, unable to calm their fright.

Even though Xu Yang was formidable, they couldn’t believe he could withstand such divine might from Yang Tong.

Bam!

A figure was forced back in disarray.

Xu Yang let out a muffled grunt, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"So strong."

"Worthy of Peak Celestial Immortal."

A trace of shock flashed in Yang Tong’s eyes—this kid actually managed to block me, even if barely.

If he ever breaks through to Celestial Immortal Realm, what then?

With this one around, even if the Young Master enters the Immortal Pride List, he’ll hardly have a chance to shine.

After all, this one is still a monstrous Pill Master!

He must die!

A heaven-sent opportunity!

Killing intent filled Yang Tong’s eyes.

"Your strength is not weak, but you want to contend against me? Delusional!"

Boom!

Before his furious words faded, the air at Yang Tong’s feet exploded, and he shot forward like an arrow released from the string, arriving in an instant.

He raised his palm, as broad as a fan, gathering immense immortal essence, and smashed down with a thunderous roar.

The ground cracked inch by inch, collapsing constantly.

Xu Yang looked up, an icy smile in his eyes.

Boom!

Ye Yunbei instinctively looked away, unable to bear watching.

"He actually dodged it."

Yang Tong’s surprised voice rang out, allowing Ye Yunbei to barely recover a sliver of spirit and focus his eyes again.

He saw Xu Yang had appeared eerily to the side, gripped the Four-Part Daluo Saber, and slashed downward.

Bam!

Yang Tong swiped his sleeve to attack, shattering the immortal light, then followed up with a punch to force back the Four-Part Daluo Saber.

He had already seized absolute advantage.

Suppressing Xu Yang by force.

Xu Yang retreated rapidly, his expression grave; his arm went numb from the shock, and even the Four-Part Daluo Saber trembled—the strength of Yang Tong had now left a deep impression on him.

Yang Tong pressed the attack, fists and feet in unison, with no flamboyant tricks—the fists’ edge and the palms’ shadows intertwined, immortal seals forming one after another, their power unimaginable.

For the moment, Xu Yang struggled to block, falling into disarray.

Ye Yunbei and Minghe Peak’s faces grew increasingly grim.

It looked as if Xu Yang had no chance of defeating Yang Tong.

Ye Yunbei suddenly looked at Minghe Peak, his gaze flickering.

It all went unsaid between them.

At this moment, there was no doubt—it was the perfect chance.

Time to exploit it and escape.

Minghe Peak glanced at Ye Yunbei, a mocking smile on his lips: "Even if we escape now, how far could we get in our present condition? Besides, do you really think Mr. Xu will lose?"

"Isn’t it obvious?"

Ye Yunbei frowned.

"Do you really think Mr. Xu would make a move without confidence? Wouldn’t it be better to find someone else instead? And have you forgotten—Mr. Xu has those three Golden Immortal Talismans on him."

Golden Immortal Talismans!

Ye Yunbei’s mouth gaped open wide—all this time, I’ve been an idiot.

Minghe Peak shook his head slightly, full of disdain.

"This brat is surprisingly tough. Even suppressed by me, he can keep defending."

"Can’t drag this out any longer."

Yang Tong showed impatience. Originally thinking resolving this with his own strength would be easy, he had underestimated the kid.

To outsiders, Xu Yang looked utterly outmatched, doomed to lose. But only he knew, Xu Yang wasn’t so easily defeated.

Hwaah!

A radiant golden seal appeared in Yang Tong’s palm.

With a turn of the hand, the immortal seal expanded, crashing down from the sky, enveloping a vast golden cloud. Within the cloud, immortal weapons clashed, clanging and shaking the ears, incredible divine weapon phantoms all around.

They were only shadows, and yet the might they radiated was no less than second-rank top-grade immortal artifacts.

Seven in total.

Boom!

The immortal seal’s pressure was overwhelming, its oppressive force surging ever higher.

"Nine Jade Golden Light Seal."

"Even though only seven immortal weapon phantoms have accumulated in this seal, it’s enough for Yang Tong’s strength to soar once more—an increase even greater than swallowing a Celestial Fire Golden Leaf Elixir,"

Minghe Peak’s eye twitched, worry seeping onto his face.

Xu Yang’s eyes narrowed as he unleashed the full force of his twelfth-grade immortal foundation, both hands gripping the Four-Part Daluo Saber tightly. Countless tiny beads of water manifested around him, radiant as crystal.

Whoosh!

He fused with his blade as one, colliding hard with the immortal seal, a metallic explosion ringing out, ripples scattering in all directions.

In that instant, Xu Yang felt as if seven divine weapons crashed seven times upon the Daluo Saber.

It forced his body to keep dropping downward.

Yang Tong’s power grew even stronger.

This immortal seal was even more astonishing.

Blood leaked from Xu Yang’s lips, but in his expression there was not a trace of panic.

"Xu Yang, it’s over."

Yang Tong laughed madly, traced a Curved Palm Seal, and struck the immortal seal.

Seven divine weapons roared, and the immortal seal’s might surged anew. Under Yang Tong’s control, it swept up storms and shook the periphery void, like an unrivaled, towering divine mountain pressing down to crush everything.

Xu Yang suddenly jerked his head up, the Four-Part Daluo Saber in his hands trembling violently as it burst forth with peerless sharpness.