809: Fang Shengtian was shot to death

“Boom!”

The majestic mountain range where Fang Jixuan was located instantly transformed into a boundless sea of lightning, with lightning raging.

“Ah…” From within the lightning sea, Fang Jixuan’s heart-wrenching cries of agony resounded.

The pain of his physical body and soul being simultaneously struck by lightning made him wish for death.

Fang Jixuan had no time to reconstruct his body; his body, which had been blasted to smithereens, flew out of the lightning sea like points of light.

As soon as he reconstructed his physical body, a shoe appeared in his vision, continuously growing larger.

“Bang!”

Fang Jixuan was kicked back into the lightning sea. The lightning sea seemed to have a will of its own, transforming into lightning snakes that engulfed Fang Jixuan.

“No, Old Ancestor, save me…” Fang Jixuan cried out in terror.

He had already been crippled by the Purple Firmament Divine Lightning; his Saint Dao Fruit was shattered, his soul was severely damaged, and he had suffered a fatal Dao injury.

He was utterly incapable of withstanding the raging Purple Firmament Divine Lightning again; he would die.

The Old Ancestors who had followed him, even without Fang Jixuan’s plea, were already planning to act.

However, Scarlet Luo Princess blocked them, splitting heaven and earth, and time and space with a single strike, as if the three were trapped on the other side of the world.

A Fang Family Saint of the Ninth Realm, who was accompanying Fang Jixuan, seeing this, wanted to rescue him. Fang Jixuan’s well-being was crucial to the Fang Family’s rise, and no mistakes could be tolerated.

However, his divine ability had barely taken shape when he was obliterated by an supreme power.

“Scarlet Luo, you deserve to die…”

Another Saint had been killed, and the three were utterly enraged, developing a murderous intent towards Scarlet Luo Princess.

They dared not kill Mo Ziyun, but did they not dare to kill Scarlet Luo Princess?

Although the Asura Race had a Master God Old Ancestor, their Fang Family also had one.

Having been provoked again and again, if they continued to endure, how would the Fang Family ever awe the world in the future?

“Hmph!”

A hint of disdain flashed in Scarlet Luo Princess’s red eyes. One Tenth Realm and two Eleventh Realm cultivators actually dared to try and kill her.

They were simply ignorant.

Scarlet Luo Princess teleported the three away, and the battle of the Celestials shook the entire Myriad Saints Dao Province.

“It’s over…”

Fang Jixuan’s body was shattered, but his soul fragments stared intently at the Old Ancestors, his eyes erupting with a strong will to survive.

Seeing the Old Ancestors either dead or being beaten, Fang Jixuan was almost in despair.

Was he going to perish under the Purple Firmament Divine Lightning today?

No, he still had a chance.

Fang Jixuan seemed to grasp at a final straw, urgently shouting: “Dan Lao, save me, save me…”

Dan Lao: “…”

“The Purple Firmament Divine Lightning is too overbearing; this old man cannot save you.”

“What? How is that possible? Dan Lao, hurry and save me! If I die, you’ll die too! Hurry and save me, you old geezer!”

Fang Jixuan cursed relentlessly.

“I really can’t save you. You’re not unaware of how many times you’ve borrowed this old man’s power this past year. This old man has long been drained by you.”

“And you? Have you ever given this old man a single healing spiritual medicine, or even allowed this old man to smell a Saint Fruit?”

“In short, you’re on your own.”

Dan Lao reasoned with him with a calm heart and an indifferent tone.

In truth, he could save Fang Jixuan, but it would require burning all of his soul’s origin. After saving Fang Jixuan, he would be the one to die.

If it were before, he might have burned himself to save Fang Jixuan, but now, he only wanted to scoff twice.

Dan Lao had finally understood; he was merely a tool for Fang Jixuan.

Fang Jixuan could have helped him reconstruct his body with a single word, yet he never even mentioned it, constantly exploiting him.

Dan Lao had completely given up hope on him.

After exhausting all his value, Fang Jixuan might refine him, or perhaps help him reconstruct his body to continue serving him.

“Ah ah ah…”

Hearing Dan Lao’s soul-searching questions, Fang Jixuan let out a desperate roar.

He vaguely felt that things shouldn’t be this way.

Fang Jixuan regretted it deeply, wishing he had shared some of the Saint Fruit’s medicinal power with Dan Lao earlier.

“My son…”

At this moment, a beautiful woman, like a streak of light, rushed into the Purple Firmament Lightning Sea, casting a divine ability to retrieve her son, who had been shattered into dust.

She then quickly crushed a Saint Fruit for physical body reconstruction and gave it to Fang Jixuan, using her magic power to help him refine it.

Fang Shengtian also arrived, with an eight-armed Divine Demon Dharma Idol manifesting behind him, emanating an overwhelming aura, like a colossal demonic god.

He did not look at Mo Ziyun; instead, his gaze fell upon Shu Yue. Fang Shengtian said in a deep voice: “Young friend, going back on your word, are you not afraid of cracks in your Dao Heart?”

Shu Yue smiled calmly: “I, Shu Yue, have lived my life openly and honestly, with a clear conscience. How could there be cracks in my Dao Heart?”

Fang Shengtian’s expression darkened, and his aura intensified, attempting to make Shu Yue wary of the Fang Family.

He said coldly: “A clear conscience, indeed. However, are you certain that after my son’s defeat, you can slay this demoness?”

“I still believe that cooperating with my son is the wisest choice, especially since my son no longer poses a threat to you.”

“Patriarch Fang, your words are mistaken.”

Shu Yue seemed to ignore Fang Shengtian’s overt and covert threats, shaking her head slightly: “Junior Brother is so weak that he cannot threaten me, nor can he help me. He simply isn’t qualified to cooperate with me.”

Facing Shu Yue, who was impervious to both soft and hard tactics, Fang Shengtian truly experienced for the first time what it meant that “in the face of absolute strength, all schemes and tricks are but fleeting clouds.”

“Did you hear that, old geezer? My Senior Sister doesn’t fall for your tricks.”

“Get out of my way! Don’t hinder me from teaching Junior Brother a lesson,” Mo Ziyun shouted.

“What if this Venerable One says no?”

Fang Shengtian’s eyes turned cold. With his hands behind his back, the aura of a high-ranking individual who had wielded power for many years was fully displayed. He looked down upon Mo Ziyun from above, attempting to intimidate her.

Clearly, he was still immersed in the supreme glory of the Fang Family.

“Then you can go to hell, old geezer.”

Mo Ziyun didn’t fall for his act at all; she was already looking for trouble.

Fang Shengtian walking right into her trap was exactly what she wanted.

Immediately, she unleashed the peerless divine ability taught by Gu Qing.

World-Destroying Lightning Spear.

With a tremor of the long spear, the surrounding heavenly rules shattered, and space collapsed in pieces.

A long spear seemed to come from the Boundless Chaos, piercing through heaven and earth, time and space, stealing all colors from the world, stunning through all ages.

“Hmph!”

Fang Shengtian was enraged. He had spoken kindly and given Mo Ziyun enough face, but he wasn’t truly afraid of Mo Ziyun; he just didn’t want to offend Gu Qing.

Although he was still at the peak of the Seventh Realm, he was, after all, of the older generation.

If he were to attack a junior, it would not be good if he angered Gu Qing.

But since Mo Ziyun was actively seeking death, then he wouldn’t be blamed for not holding back.

“Suppress!” Fang Shengtian conjured a great cauldron to suppress heaven and earth, and hurled it towards the long spear.

With a clang, the great cauldron was, as expected, sent flying by a single spear thrust. The long spear paused for a moment, its power slightly diminished.

“Hm?”

Fang Shengtian’s expression changed drastically. He hadn’t expected this seemingly ordinary spear thrust to be so terrifying.

Looking at the long spear charging towards him, he dared not be careless any longer.

“Divine Demon Shatters Heaven and Earth!”

Fang Shengtian roared, unleashing his famous ultimate technique. The eight-armed Divine Demon Dharma Idol quickly formed hand seals, and a fist print, imbued with the power to destroy everything, struck towards the long spear.

With a boom, the fist print shattered. Even Fang Shengtian’s eight-armed Divine Demon Dharma Idol, under the spear’s penetration, was pierced through like paper.

Pfft!

The long spear pierced through Fang Shengtian.

“Ugh…” Fang Shengtian clutched the long spear with both hands, his eyes wide with disbelief.

He was the successful Divine Son of the previous Nine Dragons Seizing the Heir, with extraordinary talent, sweeping across the world with no one able to contend with him.

How could he not even block a single move from Mo Ziyun?

“Old geezer, you’re nothing special after all.”

Mo Ziyun lifted him on the spear, her face full of disdain.

Fang Shengtian was so overbearing and powerful, she had thought he was a true expert, but it turned out to be just this?

She hadn’t even unleashed the true power of her World-Destroying Lightning Spear.

“Husband!”

“Father!”

“Boom!”

Mo Ziyun unleashed the hidden power of the World-Destroying Lightning Spear, and terrifying World-Destroying Divine Lightning exploded within Fang Shengtian’s body.

In an instant, he was torn apart, blasted into dust, leaving not even a trace.