Chapter 78

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Chapter 78: Great Sun Golden Light Sword

According to sect rules, Fang Lie couldn’t be challenged again until his injuries healed completely, preventing endless battles. Thus, Bai Third Young Master had to wait rather than attack immediately.

While waiting, Bai Third Young Master didn’t remain idle. He wandered around the arena as if casually strolling, though few believed this act. Many speculated he was surveying terrain to deploy his famed Sword Formation during combat. Others dismissed this notion—his Sword Formation was pre-prepared, automatically forming in midair when activated. If terrain scouting were necessary for every battle, sword case cultivators would’ve long lost their combat strength.

Therefore, his pacing likely hid ulterior motives. Bai Third Young Master’s reputation leaned toward cunning rather than honor. He called his tactics "cleverness"; others labeled them "cheating." Regardless, his character lacked the uprightness expected of a true master.

Nearly half an hour later, Fang Lie rose again to fight. Though he’d stretched his recovery time as much as possible, the speed still stunned observers. The Explosion Qi Technique was infamous as a near-suicidal art—most users collapsed after one attempt. Yet Fang Lie had activated it multiple times, recovering fully after brief rests. This time, mere half an hour sufficed. Such terrifying restoration defied belief.

In truth, the Nirvana Healing Technique’s power exceeded all imagination. Fang Lie’s wounds healed within breaths; the remaining time restored Magic, soothed meridians, and allowed reflection on battle insights. In prolonged warfare, he could fight relentlessly without pause—a truly monstrous trait.

Though recent battles ended swiftly with overwhelming victories, each granted Fang Lie profound combat revelations. Digesting these insights rivaled sudden enlightenment, substantially boosting his strength. Others would require closed-door training to achieve similar gains, but Fang Lie’s Divine Phoenix Nirvana Scripture etched insights onto his true spirit seed. Upon death, his new body emerged with these insights already integrated, bypassing tedious cultivation.

His skirmish with the warship boy had expanded his Qi Sea by mere feet—equivalent to days of cultivation. But the life-threatening duel against Little Tang unleashed a flood of new ideas, deepening his combat understanding. That single clash expanded his Qi Sea by over thirty feet—months of training condensed into moments.

This breakthrough thrilled Fang Lie. He’d discovered a rapid path to power: battling masters and strong foes. Each fight fueled insights, which the Divine Phoenix Nirvana Scripture converted directly into cultivation. With this, his future progress would never stagnate.

Eager for the coming duel, Fang Lie eyed Bai Third Young Master. Though unfamiliar, the man’s selection as an opponent implied unique skills—exactly what Fang Lie desired.

Upon awakening, Fang Lie declared, "Let’s begin."

"So soon?" Bai Third Young Master feigned concern. "Half an hour barely mends Explosion Qi Technique’s damage. Permanent harm could follow. Rest longer—I’ll wait."

His apparent sincerity made Fang Lie wary. While others hoped Fang Lie stayed weakened, this opponent urged recovery. *Is he honorable or scheming?*

Ignoring doubts, Fang Lie insisted, "No need. Begin."

"Eagerness…" Bai Third Young Master frowned, muttering, "Still slightly short… but manageable."

"What?" Fang Lie pressed.

"Nothing!" Bai Third Young Master gave Fang Lie a sunny smile before abruptly roaring, "Great Sun Golden Light Sword Formation!"

As his voice echoed, the massive Sword Case beneath Bai Third Young Master’s feet erupted with golden radiance. Like a fountain, it shot out one dazzling golden Flying Sword after another!

These Flying Swords defied description – their blinding glow made discerning their shapes impossible. No one dared gaze directly at them, let alone determine their size or form through the overwhelming brilliance.

The dozens of unsheathed Flying Swords coalesced into a shimmering dome around Fang Lie. Golden light exploded before his eyes, instantly blinding him as he instinctively squeezed his eyelids shut.

Each specially crafted Flying Sword emitted intense golden light. While one or two might be tolerable, dozens combined created illumination fierce enough to fry eggs. Even Fang Lie’s Cultivator-enhanced vision couldn’t withstand this onslaught – opening his eyes would’ve meant searing pain and streaming tears.

But the assault didn’t stop at visual deprivation. Fang Lie’s hearing also came under siege as the swarm of Flying Swords sliced through air with piercing whines. A single blade’s buzz resembled having someone scream in your ear. Surrounded by dozens, it felt like being trapped in a storm of shrieking harpies.

Now functionally blind and deaf, Fang Lie instinctively reached for his true sensory anchor – divine sense. Yet when he activated the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Dao Robe’s protection and extended his awareness outward, his probing consciousness vanished beyond the protective barrier like stones dropped into an abyss.

"What’s happening?" Panic gripped Fang Lie. Without environmental awareness, he became a sitting duck – unable to locate his opponent or mount any counterattack.

Though Fang Lie possessed formidable Magic reserves and defenses, even he couldn’t endure endless assaults from a renowned expert. Shield Experts like him needed to perceive attack patterns to properly defend – now reduced to crude, Magic-draining blocks against the relentless Sword Formation.

True to its reputation, the Sword Formation maintained ceaseless offensive pressure. Within three breaths of Bai Third Young Master’s ambush, Fang Lie already neared his limit.

The young master proved his fame wasn’t unearned. Sixty-four Great Sun Golden Light Swords hammered Fang Lie’s defenses, over a dozen blades striking his Dao Robe simultaneously every moment. Forced to activate the Explosion Qi Technique, Fang Lie boosted his Magic tenfold just to maintain his protective barrier.

But this desperate measure couldn’t last. Unless Fang Lie found an escape, defeat was inevitable.

Attempting to retreat toward the arena’s edge, Fang Lie quickly realized the Formation’s sophistication. Like a carp tangled in nets, his struggles proved futile. Sixty-four Flying Swords battered every attempted movement, their combined power keeping him pinned through sheer force.

After multiple failed attempts, Fang Lie recognized the grim reality – victory required avoiding entrapment from the start. His fatal mistake had been underestimating Bai Third Young Master’s shamelessness, never expecting a renowned expert to resort to mid-conversation ambush.

Now ensnared in the Sword Formation’s lethal embrace, Fang Lie appeared doomed in Bai Third Young Master’s eyes – a trapped rat awaiting execution.