Chapter 1016

Chapter 1016 The Appearance of a Saint Rank Power

 

Pure Yang True Qi!

The unique internal cultivation method of Taisu Palace produces true qi hotter than flames!

Seeing Pure Yang Adept make his move, everyone present had expectation in their eyes.

Pure Yang Adept was already a somewhat famous expert in the sect world. If he could make Fang Yu suffer, the momentum of the entire gathering could be reversed!

“Die!”

Pure Yang Adept quickly lunged in front of Fang Yu, his right palm wrapped in yellow-glowing true qi, fiercely striking toward Fang Yu’s head.

Fang Yu’s expression remained unchanged as he raised his right hand and grabbed Pure Yang Adept’s right foot.

“Why jump so high? Come down.”

Fang Yu said calmly, pulling hard.

Pure Yang Adept couldn’t resist Fang Yu’s tremendous strength at all. His entire body instantly lost balance and crashed downward.

“Bang!”

Pure Yang Adept’s body smashed the podium to pieces and broke through the platform below.

The true qi concentrated in his right hand immediately dissipated.

Fang Yu’s right hand still gripped Pure Yang Adept’s right foot, pulling upward forcefully.

Pure Yang Adept’s upper body was yanked back up.

Fang Yu stomped his foot, leaping into the air with Pure Yang Adept in tow.

Then, he landed in front of the stage.

Fang Yu slammed Pure Yang Adept hard against the ground with his right hand.

“Boom…”

The floor was directly smashed through, debris flying everywhere.

Pure Yang Adept only let out one miserable cry before his entire body fell through the broken floor, dropping from the second-floor conference hall to the first floor.

“Thud!”

Those present only heard a muffled impact, followed by silence.

At this moment, Fang Yu had already moved from the stage to the floor, standing in front of the representatives of various factions.

His left hand was still gripping Wu Ji’s neck.

But Wu Ji had given up struggling, his face ashen.

The others present had similar expressions.

They had thought Pure Yang Adept could at least cause some trouble for Fang Yu…

But unexpectedly, he was also dealt with cleanly and efficiently.

It should be noted that both Wu Ji and Pure Yang Adept had cultivations at the late Huashen stage.

With such cultivation, they would be considered top experts in the North Capital martial arts world.

Above them would be the nearly unreachable Hebi stage!

Experts at the Hebi stage were basically all renowned masters on the Sacred Ranking, who rarely appeared in the world.

In other words… Wu Ji and Pure Yang Adept being easily defeated meant… they had no way to sanction Fang Yu.

Bringing more people wouldn’t help.

Even more terrifying was that when Pure Yang Adept and Wu Ji attacked, they had both unleashed their cultivation aura.

This was the most obvious characteristic of cultivators fighting seriously.

When powerful cultivators use true qi, others can definitely sense it.

But Fang Yu standing before them hadn’t released even a trace of true qi.

This meant… when dealing with Wu Ji and Pure Yang Adept, he had relied purely on his physical strength.

Using only physical strength… he had defeated two top experts at the late Huashen stage with a single strike.

One of them had even been smashed from the second floor to the first floor, his fate unknown…

Defeating top experts without even needing to use true qi.

Such strength had thoroughly intimidated everyone present!

Fang Yu turned his head to look at Wu Ji.

By now, Wu Ji’s eyes were rolling back, clearly unable to hold on much longer.

Fang Yu casually threw him away.

“Bang!”

Wu Ji’s body fell to the ground, helplessly clutching his neck, his body twitching slightly.

“Your task today was to find a way to deal with me,” Fang Yu smiled. “So far, two people have failed. Is there anyone else who wants to try? Just like challenging to pick up the Xuanyuan Divine Stone.”

None of the faction representatives before him dared to speak, or even meet Fang Yu’s gaze, fearing they would be targeted next. They could only lower their heads.

The scene looked somewhat comical.

These representatives sent by famous factions in North Capital to attend the meeting were hanging their heads like children who had done something wrong, not daring to speak.

“No one wants to come up and challenge me? Then let me say a few words,” Fang Yu scanned the room and said, “I’m just curious, why did you think I would do nothing when you gathered together to hold a meeting about how to deal with me?”

“Did you all think I’m not intelligent, that I’m slow to react?”

“Or did you think I live deep in the mountains and wouldn’t receive news?”

Fang Yu’s questioning made the room even quieter.

Standing behind him, Su Changge looked at these faction representatives and shook his head inwardly.

This was too miserable.

This so-called “anti-Fang meeting” had been heavily promoted before it even started.

Not only were all eyes in North Capital on this place, but even other regions of Yanxia were paying attention to this matter.

But now with this situation… if word got out, how could these so-called family clans, so-called sects, and whatever Great Western Forest and Little Eastern Mountain Alliance save face?

This was a true public execution!

It was truly pitiful to watch.

“Let me be direct. If you want to deal with me, you need to find more powerful cultivators,” Fang Yu said. “Don’t waste time with anyone below the Hebi stage… no, don’t waste their lives.”

After speaking, Fang Yu turned to leave.

But at that moment, he sensed a powerful aura appearing directly in front of him.

Not inside the conference hall, but outside the hotel!

“Fang Yu, you brat, come out and face death!”

A thunderous shout came from outside.

“Rumble…”

The next second, a large section of wall in front of Fang Yu began to shake violently.

The faction representatives in the conference hall looked terrified and scattered to the sides, afraid of being caught in the aftermath.

“Boom!”

The entire wall was torn away and flew outside!

Now, from Fang Yu’s position, he could see the situation outside the hotel.

A figure appeared in Fang Yu’s vision, floating in the air outside the second floor of Hengyue Hotel.

A powerful aura rushed toward him.

Mid-stage Hebi.

“I was just feeling bored,” Fang Yu’s lips curled into a slight smile as he walked forward.

“Who are you?” Fang Yu asked as he walked.

“I am Cang Yuan! From Haotian Sect of the Great Western Forest.” The floating figure emitted a voice like thunder in broad daylight, reaching everyone’s ears.

Adept Cang Yuan!

This was the grand elder of Haotian Sect!

A renowned master on the Sacred Ranking!

“My god… Adept Cang Yuan is here!”

“Fang Yu is doomed this time! This is Grand Elder Cang Yuan of Haotian Sect!”

“Ranked twenty-third on the Sacred Ranking, a master of the Hebi stage has made his move… This arrogant Fang Yu has reached his end, he’s even provoked such a terrifying master to come out of seclusion!”

Excited discussions immediately erupted in the conference hall.

After Cang Yuan appeared, they seemed to instantly regain their confidence, their voices growing much louder.

Fang Yu slowly walked to where the wall had been torn away.

Now he could clearly see the appearance of the figure outside.

Cang Yuan’s face didn’t look particularly old, and his eyes were sharp and spirited.

In his left hand, he held a gourd bottle.

“You want to attack me? I haven’t even visited your Haotian Sect once,” Fang Yu said.

“So what? Your actions disgust me! Today I’ll teach you a lesson on behalf of everyone, so you’ll learn how to behave properly!” Cang Yuan raised the gourd bottle, took a sip, and sneered, “Of course, whether you can still behave like a human after I’m done with you is another matter.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Cang Yuan took the gourd bottle and threw it toward Fang Yu.

This action didn’t seem to contain much force, but as soon as the gourd left his hand, it flew toward Fang Yu like a cannonball.

Fang Yu stood in place and suddenly swung his right hand forward.

“Bang!”

With a loud noise, the gourd bottle was swatted to the side.

“Hmm?” Cang Yuan narrowed his eyes, extended his right hand, and lightly traced a pattern in the air.

“Whoosh!”

The gourd bottle immediately changed direction and flew toward Fang Yu again.

This time, the body of the gourd emitted an intense silver light, releasing a terrifying aura.

“That’s Adept Cang Yuan’s natal magic weapon, the Silver Whirl Gourd!” someone in the conference hall shouted.

“Thwack!”

Fang Yu again slapped the gourd, producing a muffled sound.

The Silver Whirl Gourd was once more swatted away.

Cang Yuan frowned and formed hand seals.

“Go!”

The Silver Whirl Gourd rushed toward Fang Yu again.

This time, from the mouth of the gourd, a beam containing terrifying power shot out.

Fang Yu stomped on the ground, causing it to collapse.

At the same time, his figure disappeared from the spot.

This strike from the Silver Whirl Gourd directly blasted into the conference hall.

“Rumble…”