Celestial Refining Divine Scripture

Beneath the Immortal Seal, space was compressed to its absolute limit, trembling and on the verge of shattering.

The ground collapsed, with surging blasts of energy at the edges forcibly crushed and leaking outward.

The seven Divine Weapons had become so illusory they were barely discernible to the naked eye, yet their power multiplied, their deadly gleam fully unleashed.

Even from afar, Xu Yang felt as if he were sinking into a mire, chilled to the bone.

Even a purified body struggled to withstand it!

His Immortal Essence flowed with great difficulty.

At this moment, Yang Tong wielded the Immortal Seal as if invincible.

To him, this battle was already over.

Boom!

Crash!

The Immortal Seal slammed down, immortal light bursting forth, inundating everything.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Yang abruptly closed his eyes, the four Daluo Sabers in his hands trembling minutely.

"Wind!"

He whispered softly.

His figure faded, the four Daluo Sabers shrouded as though embraced by the wind, generating dense phantoms that instantly enveloped him.

Swish!

Just as the Immortal Seal and Divine Weapons bore down upon him.

Xu Yang vanished from his spot like a ghost.

He drifted away, as light as the wind.

Even the terrifying oppressive restraints of the Immortal Seal failed to bind that wisp of breeze.

Pop!

A crisp sound rang out suddenly, and Yang Tong’s expression changed dramatically.

"How is this possible?"

He sensed Xu Yang vanish beneath the Immortal Seal, and a strange fluctuation surged toward him. He had no time to think, sweeping his sleeve in a fierce gust as he grasped to his side.

"Heaven Locking Art!"

Boom!

Hundreds of chains flashed into existence and disappeared just as quickly.

Yang Tong’s entire body shuddered, his eyes twitching violently as his form stiffened for an instant.

"Break for me."

He roared hoarsely, his body erupting with sharp cracking noises like firecrackers.

But at that moment, a dazzling blade light blossomed before him.

No matter how quick his reaction, he could only raise a flimsy barrier in time.

Bam!

Splurt!

Yang Tong roared in pain and staggered back, a bloodied gash deep to the bone etched across his body.

This sight stupefied everyone present.

Ye Yunbei’s spirit soared, exclaiming "Good!" without thinking.

It was truly overwhelming.

Relying on his own strength, he had actually wounded Yang Tong.

Were this an ordinary duel, he’d have earned honor even in defeat.

Such prowess left Ye Yunbei and Minghe Peak speechless, their hearts beyond words.

"You little brat, you actually wounded me."

"You think you can get away with this?"

Yang Tong was both shocked and enraged, his eyes bloodshot, bellowing in fury as the Immortal Seal shot into the sky, seven Divine Weapons flashing with immortal light, abruptly detaching from the seal, crisscrossing the heavens and hurtling toward Xu Yang.

And the Immortal Seal itself erupted midair, exuding suffocating force.

Yang Tong didn’t stop, leaping atop the Immortal Seal, immortal essence surging from his body to entwine with it, condensing masses of immortal soldiers and divine swords that crashed down like a heavenly river.

He meant to crush Xu Yang in a single blow.

Xu Yang’s form trembled, feeling pressure like never before.

Yet in his heart, he already had a plan.

He must kill in one strike!

Facing the onslaught, he frantically activated his Twelfth-Grade Immortal Foundation, immortal veins resonating.

Frightening, rampaging power erupted through his body, shaking the surroundings in a wild surge.

To those watching, he looked to be launching a desperate burst in the face of certain doom.

Yang Tong secretly clicked his tongue; he’d underestimated this boy for sure.

That he could release such astonishing might was unbelievable.

However, with Yang Tong’s full-force suppression, escape was simply impossible.

Killing Xu Yang would surely please the young master greatly.

With that thought, a smile curled upon Yang Tong’s lips.

"Immortal Wilds, Fallen to the Wind!"

Xu Yang exploded forth, raising his saber in a sweeping arc.

Whoosh!

Boom!

Storms raged, overwhelming and all-covering, blocking the seven Divine Weapons and shattering the countless projections of divine arms, yet still unable to halt the Immortal Seal personally controlled by Yang Tong.

The Immortal Seal merely paused, then like an unstoppable spear crushed the blade lights and slammed brutally downward.

"Kneel before me!"

Yang Tong roared, forming seals with bent fingers and injecting more power into the Immortal Seal.

At the same time, the seven Divine Weapons streaked like lightning back into the Immortal Seal, reinforcing it even further.

The Immortal Seal shone resplendently, unstoppable in momentum.

Clang!

The Immortal Seal seemed to strike a wall of solid copper and iron, emitting a deafening boom.

Yang Tong’s eyes bulged: "What is that?"

A massive cauldron appeared beneath the Immortal Seal.

The giant cauldron was smashed down by the Immortal Seal, yet its surface bore not the faintest scratch.

"Yang Tong, go to hell!"

A fierce shout rang out suddenly from behind, cold as a killing tide, making every hair stand on end.

Yang Tong shuddered, whirling with lightning speed and striking out with a palm.

Bam!

Xu Yang’s blade slashed into Yang Tong’s hand, the Daluo Immortal Artifact tearing through his immortal guard, nearly severing his palm.

But Yang Tong reacted instantly; in the same moment of pain, he channeled his force to fling the Daluo Immortal Saber away.

"Little bastard."

Yang Tong was on the verge of madness, ignoring his wounds as both fists lashed out in a tempest of thunderous blows.

Xu Yang dodged again and again, fighting back in a sorry state.

Killing intent flooded Yang Tong’s eyes; unnoticed, the Immortal Seal buzzed behind Xu Yang.

Boom!

The Immortal Seal detonated, slamming into Xu Yang’s back with lightning speed.

Splurt!

Xu Yang howled in agony, blood spurting from his mouth as he tumbled forward uncontrollably.

"Hahaha!"

Yang Tong laughed maniacally, stepping forward and, as quick as a thunderclap, seized Xu Yang’s throat in a vice-like grip.

"You little brat, I’ve finally got you."

"Let’s see what tricks you can pull this time."

"Go to hell."