Celestial Refining Divine Scripture

Boom!

Roar!

The four sections of the Daluo Saber forced a colossal beast back; as the sound of clashing metal rang out, scalding blood splattered all over Xu Yang.

The immense force crashed against him like a landslide, making him grunt muffledly as he retreated in disarray.

"What kind of celestial beast is this?"

Seeing the lizard-shaped beast before him, its body covered in smooth, jet-black scales, Xu Yang’s expression turned grave.

He didn’t recognize this celestial beast.

Although it was merely at the late stage of Celestial Immortal, its body not even particularly large, its slippery scales made it seem as if there was nowhere to strike.

Just now, even a slash had only managed to leave a single gash on its body, from which blood oozed out.

One had to know, this was a Daluo Immortal Artifact.

To boast such defense—the strength of its scales was obvious.

Roar!

The lizard-like celestial beast’s eyes revealed pain, which only made it more furious and frantic. With a low growl, it stomped the ground and shot into the air, abruptly twisting mid-flight, raising its tail rigidly like a blade and swinging it toward him.

The wind howled sharp as knives, stinging the skin.

Xu Yang’s heart grew heavier; he dared not underestimate it, his body flickered and he narrowly dodged the blow.

Yet the beast bellowed in rage, and missing once, twisted again, head lunging forward with its jaws wide, snapping viciously at Xu Yang.

A foul wind struck him head-on, nearly suffocating.

Xu Yang’s eye twitched, but even at this deadly moment he remained unhurried and unnaturally calm.

Swish!

The four-sectioned Daluo Saber whirled wildly in his hands, stirring a raging tempest.

Boom!

The lizard beast spiraled violently, tearing through the storm, only to be greeted by the dazzling flash of slashing blades.

Bang!

Its scales were cut open once more, a fresh wound appearing.

"Lock!"

Xu Yang growled; the Heaven-Locking Divine Chain shrouded the beast, binding it for less than a breath.

But for him, that was already enough.

Xu Yang’s saber swept up a heavenly gale, its glare sharp and ear-piercing.

"Windfall Immortal Wilds!"

Whoosh!

The wind raced like lightning, storms surged like tides.

Countless blades of light, dense as rain, roared with earth-shattering force, burying the beast beneath their fury.

Bang!

Blood burst in blossoms from the beast’s body as it crashed miserably to the ground.

Suddenly—

Boom!

The beast’s hide flashed a fierce red, instantly obliterating swathes of saber light as it burst forth explosively.

Its eyes were now feral and blood-red, chilling to behold.

"Completely berserk?"

Xu Yang’s pupils contracted, as he retreated at full speed.

Yet with its madness, the beast’s speed too soared beyond reason, so fast it left him no chance to evade.

In a split second, Xu Yang fully unleashed his rank twelve immortal foundation, gripping his saber in both hands and slashing head-on.

Bang!

The beast didn’t dodge or flinch; even as Xu Yang’s attack struck true, it ignored all pain, its blood-red maw clamping viciously onto Xu Yang’s arm.

Spurt!

"Hiss!"

Xu Yang’s face twisted, a surge of pain wracking his body, but with a violent burst of power he shook the beast off fiercely.

His body trembled; glancing down,

he saw his arm had been bitten clean through, blood oozing freely.

"Beast."

Xu Yang raised his head, his eyes radiating killing intent.

Buzz~~

Suddenly the heavens and earth darkened.

An indescribable, vast chill surged from all directions, falling upon the world like a tidal wave.

Xu Yang instinctively shivered, as if plunged into an icy abyss.

Everywhere he looked was endless white; the cold so real it surged in like icy walls.

The pressure crashed down, enough to crumble mountains and shatter peaks.

That chilling presence was more than he could imagine—it was as if an ancient glacier, dormant for thousands of years, stood right before him.

"Ice Blade!"

Xu Yang gritted his teeth and coldly barked, Heaven-Burning Divine Fire surged through every bone, purifying his body and dispelling the chill, as he spun and unleashed a dazzling bolt of saber energy.

Bang!

The icy wall split open, but sealed itself instantly after.

Xu Yang’s face changed dramatically; he whirled his saber in mad defense, immortal essence flooding recklessly from his core.

Rumble!

The surrounding ice walls exploded, releasing a terrifying force.

Xu Yang tumbled down, a painful growl escaping his lips. His body was covered in wounds and shards of ice; blood barely seeped out before being frozen by the lingering cold, making it hard to circulate even his immortal energy.

"So strong."

Xu Yang trembled, struggling upright, and looked up.

A faint silvery-white figure, ghostly as a wraith upon a glacier, flickered at the edge of his vision.

The Periphery Void Space twisted, eroded by the massive chill until it was nearly frozen solid.

Killing intent crashed across the wilds like a tide.

"You want to kill me?"

"Then come try."

Xu Yang let out a savage, furious laugh; with a wrist twist, the four sections of Daluo Saber rang out thunderously, shaking the heavens and earth.

Ten thousand drops of water instantly filled the Periphery Void, densely packed across the hundred-zhang radius around him.

Each droplet was crystal-clear, shining with radiant color.

Look closer, and you’d see countless tiny blades churning inside each one.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!

The rain trembled as one, the chorus of a myriad blades—like an army’s cry—striking straight at the opponent’s primordial spirit.

"Oh?"

The silver figure murmured in surprise, his body freezing in mid-motion.

"Kill!"

Xu Yang roared hoarsely, slashing with his four-part Daluo Saber; man and blade became one, merging with all ten thousand droplets into a twisting dragon of rain soaring skyward.

At this moment, he was fighting for his life, holding nothing back.

Clang!

Boom!

Crack!

The space around shattered like crystal, cracks webbing out, cold air shooting forth as icy layers crumbled away.

The water droplets exploded, countless threads of blade energy entwining the Daluo Saber, crackling with thunder as they clashed directly with the silver figure.

"Interesting."

"But unfortunately, it’s still far from enough."

The silver figure shuddered, and a surging silver radiance floated before him, effortlessly blocking all the incoming blade energy.

The four-sectioned Daluo Saber shuddered, unable to advance further.

"Is that so?"

Xu Yang sneered mockingly.

"Explode!"

Blast Flame Demon Insect Elixir!

Thousand Shadows and Ten Thousand Poison Elixir!

Myriad Colors Elixir!

The three kinds of pills given by Senior Brother—three of each, nine in total—all detonated at once.

A swirling, burning storm of colors erupted, thunderously flooding the land for hundreds of zhang in every direction.

The silver shadow’s reflexes were swift—at the very moment of detonation, he tried to withdraw at top speed.

But still, he was a step too late.

All Xu Yang’s earlier, desperate skirmishes and injuries had led to this precise moment.

"Hiss!"

"Aah!!"

Within the tide of poisonous miasma, a voice cried out in pain.

Soon after, a figure burst out in utter disarray; immortal essence frantically exploded from within, forcing off clinging, multicolored toxins from his body.

Spurt!

The silver figure barely managed to steady himself, blood spurting from his mouth as his true form was revealed.

He was shrouded in a layer of silver armor, only his eyes visible.

Yet now, that silver armor was pitted and cracked all over, large areas stained black, red, and green by toxins.

"Poison elixirs?"

"You actually destroyed my Silver Frost Treasure Armor..."

Ice Blade glared viciously at Xu Yang, his eyes bloodshot, voice full of shock and radiating a terrifying rage.

Clearly, the Silver Frost Treasure Armor was incredibly precious—and vital to him.

In fact, with this armor he’d survived till now; it had already saved his life more than once.

Now that it was destroyed, how could he not be furious?

Xu Yang’s eye twitched.

These three poison elixirs were his greatest trump card.

Truly impressive—they injured Ice Blade.

But Ice Blade had such a treasure armor.

One could imagine—without it, Ice Blade would have taken a grievous blow, greatly reducing his battle power.

Yet the armor had blocked all that.

Though the treasure armor was destroyed, his strength remained.

"Who sent you to kill me?"

Xu Yang stared coldly at Ice Blade.

"Once you go to hell, you’ll naturally find out." Ice Blade sneered coldly, his figure shuddered, and the cracked Silver Frost Treasure Armor burst apart, transforming into a shower of silver meteors that shot through the sky.

Xu Yang retreated explosively, shouting sharply, "Still not making a move?"

"No one can stop your death today."

"Is that so?"

"Just a stray disciple—and you dare bark so wildly?"

"Hmm? Liou Xueyan?"