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Nine Palm Strikes struck down, causing the Golden Bell to resonate with a thunderous sound. Waves of unparalleled force transformed into astonishing Qi Energy, sweeping through the Golden Bell towards Song Donglai.
Inside the Golden Bell, Song Donglai no longer wore the calm demeanor he had at the beginning when he felt in control. His dark Underworld Eye now showed clear signs of exhaustion, having been heavily depleted of Dark Power. Coupled with being relentlessly pressured by Fang Chen, Song Donglai was on the brink of collapse.
"How can this be so strong?!" The waves of Qi Energy emanating from within the Golden Bell grew increasingly overwhelming, gradually accumulating like a mountain avalanche or tsunami. A hint of pallor surfaced on Song Donglai's grim face.
The Golden Bell was a formidable defensive spiritual artifact capable of withstanding attacks at the level of the Alchemy Realm. However, it could only resist; it could not completely extinguish the shockwaves from the attacks. Fang Chen exploited the powerful shockwaves that entered the Golden Bell, and with his ferocious Black Giant Palm, he amplified their might to the extreme!
"Run!" A look of humiliation crossed Song Donglai's face, but determination quickly followed in his eyes.
His most powerful techniques were thoroughly countered by Fang Chen, and with a significant depletion of Dark Power, his Underworld Eye showed signs of imminent collapse. He urgently needed to find a place to recuperate and stabilize his Underworld Eye, or he risked suffering severe internal injuries.
Moreover, more importantly, beyond all this, Fang Chen's strength exceeded his expectations entirely. Being dominated by Fang Chen had completely shattered Song Donglai's confidence.
Clang!
As the Black Giant Palm struck down, the Golden Bell trembled violently once more. At that moment, a beam of Golden Radiance suddenly shot out from within the Golden Bell. Simultaneously, the previously large Golden Bell, which could accommodate several people, rapidly shrank and vanished into that Golden Radiance.
The Golden Radiance surged away at high speed as if fleeing from Fang Chen. Within that dazzling light, everyone clearly saw a figure.
It was… Song Donglai!
A once-great figure among the Heavenly Pride, who had swept through his peers as an invincible force and was considered a mythic existence, was now being forced to flee?
The crowd found it hard to believe; if they hadn't witnessed it themselves, they would never have accepted such a reality. Even those like Qin Bai, who had once been fully confident in Song Donglai, felt as if the world was spinning around them, with something deep inside crumbling bit by bit.
"Trying to escape? Stay here!" Fang Chen roared, his black giant palm sweeping through the air and instantly blocking the path of the Golden Radiance. He struck down fiercely while stepping forward, rapidly closing in on Song Donglai.
At this point in the battle, since they had become mortal enemies, Fang Chen naturally could not let Song Donglai escape. After all, although the latter's strength was inferior to his own, it was still formidable enough that passing the Entry Assessment of the Ziyang Sect would pose little challenge. Fang Chen did not want to have someone who harbored such deep hatred for him within the Ziyang Sect.
He had always preferred to eliminate threats in their infancy.
The Black Giant Palm swept through the air, coming down to suppress him, while Fang Chen's extraordinary speed was even faster than Song Donglai's within the Golden Radiance. He quickly intercepted him. If he managed to stop Song Donglai again, there would be no chance for him to survive.
However, at that moment, Fang Chen furrowed his brow as a bad premonition suddenly surfaced in his mind. In his line of sight, Song Donglai, enveloped in Golden Radiance, suddenly lifted his head and looked directly at Fang Chen. Their eyes met, and an astonishing killing intent spread between them. To Fang Chen's surprise, he saw no trace of fear on Song Donglai's face; instead, he opened his mouth with a faint smirk of mockery.
"You can't stop me," Fang Chen read Song Donglai's lips.
Within the Golden Radiance, a glimmer of Brilliant silver light appeared, and an enigmatic aura enveloped Song Donglai entirely. In the Silver Light, Song Donglai's figure was rapidly becoming illusory.
"Damn it, the disciples of the Sect really have too many good things." Fang Chen's gaze sharpened as he cursed inwardly, his expression darkening. He was certainly familiar with that Brilliant silver light because it was unmistakably the Instant Transmission Talisman!
Having been reborn, this was the second time he had seen an Instant Transmission Talisman, and each time it had been used by someone escaping from him. The first time was in the Absolute Yin Realm when the Gray-Clad Youth used it to flee; now he saw it again on Song Donglai.
"So what if it's an Instant Transmission Talisman?" Fang Chen's face turned fierce as shadows flickered beneath his feet. In that moment, he charged into the blinding Golden Radiance.
"Even if it's an Instant Transmission Talisman, you have to leave something behind before you go!" He reached out his hand; his fair palm struck out like a dragon emerging from water, piercing through the dazzling Silver Light to grasp one of Song Donglai's arms that was already becoming extremely illusory. Frenzied Qi Energy surged from Fang Chen and rushed toward Song Donglai like a tidal wave.
"You madman, let go of me!" Feeling the sudden chaotic fluctuations in space around him, Song Donglai's expression changed dramatically as he screamed in panic.
The Instant Transmission Talisman relied on mysterious spatial power to teleport individuals. Originally under Song Donglai's control, he intended to teleport directly to a location near Ziyang Sect. However, with the spatial fluctuations now in chaos, everything became uncertain. This was not good news for Song Donglai; if he were teleported out of the Purple Sun Mountain Range or even farther away, he would have no time to lament his fate. After all, time was running out.
What Fang Chen did not know was that what Song Donglai held was not just any Instant Transmission Talisman; it was actually an enhanced version capable of teleporting over much greater distances than a standard Instant Transmission Talisman. If he lost control amid the spatial chaos, the consequences would be unimaginable. If he were forcefully teleported in the opposite direction from Ziyang Sect, it could very well cause him to miss this opportunity to join Ziyang Sect as a disciple—something he absolutely could not tolerate.
Now defeated by Fang Chen, Song Donglai's only hope was to enter the Ziyang Sect and gradually wash away the humiliation he faced today. At that time, he would personally slay Fang Chen. However, if he missed this opportunity, it was highly likely that the two would never cross paths again, and the distance between them would only grow, making it impossible to cleanse his shame.
"No way, absolutely not!" Song Donglai roared.
He was the pride of the Great Zhao Kingdom, the foremost among the younger generation. Being defeated by Fang Chen was already unbearable for him. The thought that this person, who had shattered his myth, might one day rise above him drove him nearly to madness.
"Get away from me!" Song Donglai shouted with bulging veins and a ferocious expression.
At the same time, his arm that Fang Chen had merely grasped began to struggle violently. A severe Qi Energy surged from his arm, crashing toward Fang Chen's palm.
"This arm is mine!" Ignoring the pain in his palm, Fang Chen's eyes turned cold as he watched Song Donglai, wrapped in Silver Light, about to completely disappear. He suddenly exerted force with the hand gripping Song Donglai's arm.
Rip!
Blood erupted from the brilliant Silver Light at that moment. To everyone's horror, Song Donglai's right arm was torn off starting from the shoulder by Fang Chen.
"Ah!"
With a flicker of Silver Light, Song Donglai's figure completely vanished, but his piercing scream echoed in all directions before he left.
Hoo...
The previously bustling crowd fell silent in an instant. Eyes wide with shock and numbness stared blankly at the blood-soaked arm still dripping in Fang Chen's hand.
That was Song Donglai! Now not only had he been defeated but also had his arm brutally torn off! Everyone understood clearly that if it weren't for the Instant Transmission Talisman, Song Donglai might have faced far worse than just losing an arm.
"We have witnessed the collapse of a myth, leading to the rise of another." Someone murmured in the crowd.
"How is this possible? How could this happen? No, this can't be real..." Qin Bai's face turned pale, his eyes vacant as he muttered to himself, his entire aura becoming extremely chaotic at that moment. Beside Qin Bai, Chu Zonghe had already recovered from his initial shock. Looking at Fang Chen in the distance, dressed in white stained with blood and holding Song Donglai's severed arm, he twitched at the corner of his eye and began to slowly retreat among the crowd.
"Even Song Donglai was defeated by this guy..." Li Tian had initially planned to watch Fang Chen and Song Donglai battle it out, hoping for a mutual destruction where at least one would die or be severely injured, allowing him to pick up the pieces afterward. However, the shock he felt was overwhelming.
He knew Fang Chen was strong, but he never expected Fang Chen's power to be so overwhelming that even the nearly invincible Song Donglai among the younger generation was almost brought down by him.
Thinking back to how he and his companions had nearly clashed with Fang Chen earlier, Li Tian felt a wave of fear wash over him. He signaled to Shizhongpeng and the others beside him, and they began to retreat like Chu Zonghe.
Just then, Li Tian's body suddenly trembled as a figure he least wanted to see appeared right in front of him.
"Leaving so soon?" Fang Chen said with a half-smile as he looked at Li Tian and his group.
"It was our fault for not recognizing your strength and offending you. I hope Brother Fang won't take it to heart." With a somewhat stiff face, Li Tian forced out a smile this time. He did not hesitate or resist; instead, he lowered his stance and spoke in a very humble tone.
Facing someone who had torn off Song Donglai's arm and nearly killed him, he truly felt afraid.
"Is saying 'not recognizing your strength' enough?" Fang Chen shook his head, his expression gradually turning cold.
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