66: Fang Chensheng was unwilling! Out of consideration for their shared sect, he only gave a warning.

Fang Chensheng naturally would not underestimate Yang Junzhen.

Even he was not certain he could defeat Yang Junzhen.

But, he had to fight.

As a follower of Mu Zun.

Dragon wings sprouted from Fang Chensheng's back as he charged out of the Immeasurable Hall.

He naturally would not choose to fight inside the hall.

Xia Wuxiao and the Elders remained silent, clearly acquiescing to Fang Chensheng's challenge to Yang Junzhen.

"Why hasn't True Disciple Yang come out yet? Is he unwilling to fight me?"

Fang Chensheng floated above the Void Realm, his brow furrowed slightly as he spoke loudly.

However, in the next second, Fang Chensheng heard a voice by his ear.

"True Disciple Fang of All Stars Peak, I wonder what your relationship is with Holy Son Mu?"

Fang Chensheng's body trembled as he retreated violently to the left, a look of solemnity flashing in his eyes.

At some unknown moment, Yang Junzhen had appeared beside him, yet he had not noticed at all.

"I am the follower of Lord Saint."

Hearing this, Fang Chensheng answered calmly.

He had already connected with the fourth star; surely, he should be able to deal with Yang Junzhen.

"Heh..."

Yang Junzhen smiled, a smile filled with mockery.

"A loser who became someone else's follower dares to challenge me?"

"Truly..."

As he spoke, Yang Junzhen struck out boldly. Countless Ancient Holy Spirits roared at this moment, transforming into a heaven-shaking giant fist that he threw forward.

As this move was unleashed, the winds and clouds changed drastically.

Countless Disciples throughout the Holy Land suddenly looked up at the horizon, which had been dyed an ancient gold, their expressions filled with horror.

"Holy Spirit power... True Disciple Yang has made his move?!"

"Who is he fighting? That's the direction of the Immeasurable Hall!"

No one felt the impact of this punch more deeply than the current Fang Chensheng. His eyes narrowed as the miniature fourth star river phenomenon beside him bloomed.

Ang!!

The Heavenly Dragon roared in anger. The stars of the fourth star river shone upon each other, forming the image of the Primordial Heavenly Dragon.

fourth star river: Dragon Manifestation!!

Fang Chensheng channeled the power of the star river to manifest the Primordial Heavenly Dragon!

Xia Wuxiao and the one hundred and seven Elders, with the exception of the All Stars Peak Elder, all showed surprised expressions upon seeing the Primordial Heavenly Dragon.

They all had some understanding of the Nine Great Star Rivers within the Myriad Universes.

In the Nine Great Star Rivers, the closer a river was to the center, the stronger its star river power.

The first star river was even more of a legend among legends.

Even a Heavenly Sovereign could not enter the first star river.

"This youth can actually channel the Dragon Manifestation power of the fourth star river? Old Ce, your All Stars Peak has produced a Prodigy!"

One Elder whispered to Elder Ce of All Stars Peak beside him.

Dragon Manifestation power was something even powerhouses of the Great Sage Realm might not be able to control.

Yet this youth had mastered it while only in the Half-Saint Realm; it was no exaggeration to call him a favored son of heaven.

Hearing the praise from his friend, a look of pride appeared on Elder Ce's face.

"Chensheng's potential is more than just this."

Elder Ce knew that Fang Chensheng's most powerful asset currently was not the Dragon Manifestation power, but what he had gained deep within the stars... The Primordial Heavenly Dragon manifested by the Dragon Manifestation was almost identical to a physical entity. It flapped its massive dragon wings and, carrying the Heavenly Dragon's terrifying Physical Body and mana, collided with the giant fist thrown by Yang Junzhen.

Yang Junzhen also hadn't expected Fang Chensheng to have such a trick.

Facing the ancient Heavenly Dragon, he did not show the slightest hint of fear.

"Good! Good! I underestimated you!"

Only at this moment did Yang Junzhen truly become serious.

The Invincible Concept and the dual Concepts of Slaughter and Metal were superimposed. Countless Ancient Holy Spirits were tainted by his Concepts, becoming incomparably fierce.

Fang Chensheng also fully activated the six great star rivers to clash with him.

The battle between the two was like an ancient Saint colliding with an ancient star beast.

The Void Realm began to crack, the ground crumbled inch by inch, and dust flew everywhere.

Fang Chensheng erupted with all his might, giving it his all.

Spear and mace danced wildly, carrying the power of several star rivers and interwoven with lightning, making it fundamentally difficult to defend against.

Unfortunately, this had very little effect on Yang Junzhen.

Fang Chensheng was indeed strong; he surpassed Yang Junzhen in both offensive pressure and Aura.

These attacks looked incredibly fierce, but their effect was not good.

No matter how desperately Fang Chensheng attacked, Yang Junzhen could block them with a wave of his hand, doing so with ease.

The Holy Lord and all the Elders present noticed this.

Fang Chensheng was indeed a Prodigy with unparalleled combat strength.

But in the end, he was only a Half-Saint; compared to Yang Junzhen, who was about to Breakthrough to the Saint King realm, there was still a significant gap.

As time passed, the sounds of their collisions did not stop for a moment.

But Fang Chensheng was already at a disadvantage.

Fang Chensheng could even feel that the opponent was clearly using him as a whetstone for his own Dao Heart, which was why he deliberately tangled with him for so long.

Fang Chensheng only felt a sense of powerlessness rising in his heart.

This was the first time he had felt this since coming to the Upper Realm.

"If only I could resonate with that half-heart, I would surely be able to defeat him and resolve Lord Saint's troubles!"

Once again, Fang Chensheng felt an intense craving for power.

Just as Fang Chensheng was slightly distracted, a roar sounded.

Carrying the power of the ancient Saints, Yang Junzhen's punch landed on Fang Chensheng's chest.

Consequently, Fang Chensheng was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he crashed onto the jade ground in front of the Ancient Palace.

"You have lost."

Yang Junzhen did not continue his attack; he just looked down at Fang Chensheng expressionlessly.

"I..."

Fang Chensheng felt aggrieved in his heart as he slowly stood up from the ground.

However, at that moment, the expression of Yang Junzhen, who stood proudly in the air, suddenly changed drastically.

The hair on his body stood on end, and the ancient Saints beside him immediately protected him.

Boom!!

In the next second, divine light poured out from the Void Realm like a long river. The Ancient Heaven reappeared, and Holy Light illuminated the Universe. A vast ocean of light submerged Yang Junzhen.

Yang Junzhen didn't even have time to react before the Ancient Holy Spirits protecting his body were instantly turned into Holy Light and dissolved.

A massive fist of light slammed into Yang Junzhen's chest.

Unimaginable pain instantly spread through his entire body. Yang Junzhen's face twisted in agony as he was sent flying like a kite with its string cut.

Beneath the Holy Light, he fell dejectedly to the ground.

Most of his body had been dissolved into Holy Light; had he not burned his Origin at the last moment to resist it, he would have perished on the spot.

Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength: Fist of Heaven

"Returning a punch to you. Out of sect fellowship, this punch is only a warning."

From the direction of the Forbidden Ground, a voice came.

The voice was cold as frost, like the tolling of a Dao bell, echoing above the Immeasurable Hall.

Yang Junzhen, gasping and trembling on the ground, felt a chill through his whole body upon hearing these words, the piercing pain making his face deathly pale.

"Is it Lord Saint? Lord Saint has made his move?!"

Fang Chensheng clutched his chest, looking toward the Forbidden Ground.

The one hundred and eight Elders looked at each other, shock appearing in all of their eyes.

That Aura from Mu Zun just now... a Saint King?!

Only Xia Wuxiao, sitting on his throne, showed no surprise at all.

"It seems the Supreme's lecture has benefited the Saint greatly!"

Xia Wuxiao sighed with emotion.