Capítulo 953: Chapter 411: Haori Secrets, Excessive Sharpness_3
The elder let out an angry roar, red light blazing around him, revealing his Yang God.
His Yang God wielded a Divine Fire Pearl, with fire serpents coiling around it, making the air crackle.
This elder, as the de facto leader of the Luo Clan, was naturally extraordinary in strength, having reached the final step before achieving Dao Fruit, the Corpse Dissolving Realm.
“I rember, isn’t Shi Nandang in the Divinity Transformation stage?”
A cultivator from the Lu Clan beside Shi Nandang’s master spoke up.
Shi Nandang’s master nodded.
“Yet he still dares to provoke the Luo Clan.”
“He’s ant to die.”
“Indeed.”
The Lu Clan cultivator looked at Shi Nandang with a trace of pity in his eyes.
…
Zheng Fa’s heart stirred, and his entire body radiated a golden light, surprisingly also releasing his Yang God.
His Yang God had taken on a new form:
Nine orbs of light surrounded his Yang God, a secret technique inherited from Haori Mountain, the Nine Luminaries Yang God.
Moreover, he wielded a wooden longbow in his hand.
In transforming into Shi Nandang, Zheng Fa naturally altered even his cultivation technique and Lifebound Magical Treasure.
“Corpse Dissolution?”
Shi Nandang’s master softly exclaid, visibly astonished.
“No wonder he’s so daring.” The previously speaking Lu Clan cultivator fell silent for a long mont, then spoke quietly, “It’s a pity though.”
No one had expected that Shi Nandang was at the Corpse Dissolving Cultivation level!
With Shi Nandang’s cultivation, if not for the cris he bore, he would have been granted the na of the Lu Clan’s direct lineage without hindrance.
However, from the mont the Immortal Trapping Sword was refined and destroyed, Shi Nandang was destined not to enter the Lu Clan.
“Your judgnt, it’s hard to tell if it’s good or bad.”
Upon hearing this, Shi Nandang’s master also showed a complex expression but, after glancing at those from the Luo Clan, shook his head.
…
In the hall, the mber of the Yun Clan was also montarily stunned, then turned his head to address True Immortal Yun, “Saint Ancestor, is Shi Nandang really at the Corpse Dissolution level?”
True Immortal Yun’s lips curved slightly, as if he had foreseen this, “He does have so talent.”
“Then he…”
“Is the Luo Clan lacking in Corpse Dissolvers?” True Immortal Yun retorted.
“The Saint Ancestor is right.”
The Yun Clan mber imdiately understood, and it was evident that the Saint Ancestor still did not view Zheng Fa favorably.
He pondered for a mont, then laughed, “This is good news, the stronger Shi Nandang becos, the bigger the trouble for the Lu Clan.”
…
“Is this your reliance?” The elder’s fire dragon on the Divine Fire Pearl froze for a mont, then he laughed, “Do you think…”
“You talk too much.”
Zheng Fa murmured softly, the Nine Luminaries Yang God stretched his arms, drew the longbow, and conjured a golden arrow, aiming it at the elder and fired it sharply.
“You have a death wish!”
The elder’s Treasure Bead surged forward, entwined with fire serpents, rushing directly toward Zheng Fa.
The golden arrow and the Treasure Bead collided fiercely in the air.
Boom!
Everyone watched in amazent as the fire serpents enveloping the Treasure Bead wailed, seeming to encounter their nesis, and fell to the ground.
However, Zheng Fa’s golden arrow shot straight to the elder’s chest.
The elder had not expected the golden arrow to be so formidable, shattering his Lifebound Magical Treasure with a single shot, causing him to montarily daze. It was only when the golden arrow reached him did he react, trying to evade, yet he couldn’t escape in ti, his shoulder was pierced, and he was sent flying onto the golden jade steps.
He lay on the ground, feeling the surroundings grow quiet, his eyes still sowhat dazed.
Only the sound of footsteps grew closer, and when he turned his head, he saw a pair of boots slowly stepping into his sight.
He slightly tilted his head, and saw Shi Nandang, whom he once looked down upon, standing on a higher step, looking down at him.
“Luo Clan’s direct lineage?” Zheng Fa’s tone carried little enmity, nor much disdain, only as if he were sighing.
Yet the faces of everyone from the Three Clans alternated between red and white.
As for the onlooking cultivators, their eyes shone brightly, but none dared to speak.
Everyone watched as Shi Nandang, soone not from the Three Clans, stood proudly before a direct descendant of the Luo Clan, their hearts stirred.
This scene had played out countless tis in Haori Mountain’s history.
Only today, the identities of the standing person and the one lying on the ground were swapped.
…
Inside the hall.
True Immortal Yun suddenly stood up, his brows furrowed tightly.
“Saint Ancestor?” the Yun Clan cultivator asked in shock, “Why is Shi Nandang so formidable?”
True Immortal Yun stared intently at Zheng Fa, his gaze both puzzled and confused.
Clearly, even he hadn’t expected this outco.
“Would the Luo Clan people dare to make a move?”
The Yun Clan cultivator muttered.
True Immortal Yun also remained silent.
They dared not.
Zheng Fa’s single arrow defeat of the Luo Clan’s Corpse Dissolving cultivator caused the rest of the Luo Clan to fall into disarray:
Though they had more than one Corpse Dissolving practitioner, their highest rank was just Corpse Dissolving.
Now, with Zheng Fa’s single arrow gravely injuring a Corpse Dissolving cultivator, they couldn’t gauge Zheng Fa’s strength, naturally breeding apprehension.
Speaking of which, Zheng Fa’s Primordial Spirit Technique owed much to the study of the Red Cloud Jade Book, making him very familiar with the Nine Luminaries Yang God.
More importantly, Shi Nandang’s Sunset Bow almost counted as a standardized Lifebound Magical Treasure of Haori Mountain — generally crafted from the Haori Tree.
Currently, Haori Mountain no longer had the Haori Tree.
Zheng Fa naturally didn’t have it either, but he possessed the ancestor of the Haori Tree — Fusang Wood!
He transford the Creation Jade Disc into the form of the Sunset Bow, though it couldn’t match Shi Nandang’s original version:
After all, Shi Nandang had ticulously refined the Sunset Bow for tens of thousands of years.
Even though Zheng Fa was at the Corpse Dissolving level, he wouldn’t dare claim that his transford Sunset Bow was superior to Shi Nandang’s.
Yet he had Fusang Wood; this top-tier Spirit Root had deep connections with the Haori Mountain’s cultivation technique and even aligned with the Sunset Bow.
The previous arrow, though not wielding the full power of Fusang Wood, exceeded a typical Corpse Dissolution level:
Had Zheng Fa not held back, fearing his strength would be too overwhelming, the elder might have been mortally wounded.
He felt sowhat speechless, realizing his use of the Nine Luminaries Yang God and the Sunset Bow might even surpass his original Primordial Spirit Technique — given that the Creation Jade Disc wasn’t adept at dueling, whereas the Sunset Bow could leverage Fusang Wood.
Zheng Fa paid no heed to those people, slowly descending the steps.
Shi Nandang’s master watched his increasingly distant silhouette, opened his mouth, only to close it again.
Beside him, the Lu Clan cultivator at the Divinity Transformation stage sighed softly:
“Your judgnt is excessively good, yet excessively bad as well.”
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