Chapter 655 - 445: Lie Down

’South Li Tongming Fire!’

Fang Qingyuan opened his mouth and spat. A scorching white flame, as transparent as glass, shot forward to meet the bloody light.

The next moment, the dizzying stench of burning blood filled the air.

"Courtesy demands reciprocity. Now you can have a taste of my White Tiger Divine Shaking Saber!"

Fang Qingyuan raised his arm, his hand a blade. In a flash, he crossed ten zhang. A terrifyingly vicious killing intent condensed on his arm as he brought it down upon Hao Shi’s neck.

CLANG!

At the critical moment, Hao Shi chose to block with both arms. His Black Gold Dharma Body was also exceptionally formidable.

At this moment, Hao Shi’s body was harder than most Tier Three Magical Treasures. Truly powerful Cultivators still valued their own physical bodies above all else.

But after blocking the strike, Hao Shi’s expression faltered. White Tiger Soul Shaking. He could block Fang Qingyuan’s hand-blade, but how was he supposed to block the White Tiger Divine Intent it carried?

"Again!"

Seeing that the saber technique was effective, Fang Qingyuan continuously unleashed the White Tiger Soul-Shaking Saber, chopping at Hao Shi.

Accompanied by sounds like the clang of a blacksmith’s hammer, Fang Qingyuan’s strikes grew faster and faster. No matter how Hao Shi shifted his position, weaving and dodging, he simply couldn’t escape.

As the moments ticked by, Hao Shi inevitably fell into a disadvantage. Sensing that his transformation was running out of time, he brazenly played another trump card, preparing for a final, desperate gamble.

"ARGH! Four-Armed Demon Ape Transformation!"

Pushed to the brink by Fang Qingyuan, a demonic eye opened on Hao Shi’s forehead. At the same time, two more arms suddenly burst from his sides, lunging straight for Fang Qingyuan.

Looking at the increasingly inhuman Hao Shi, Fang Qingyuan finally understood Chunyu Hua’s words about why the Rongling Sect had been banned.

Hao Shi’s aura grew even more violent, the golden light on his body seeming to ignite into flames. But as his combat power rose, his mind was no longer as clear as before.

At that moment, Fang Qingyuan finally felt a pressure he hadn’t experienced in a long time.

When Hao Shi’s mountain-shattering fist struck Fang Qingyuan’s waist, Fang Qingyuan neither dodged nor evaded, choosing to meet it head-on.

’Not dodging anymore? You want to have a battle of attrition? Haha, so what if you have four arms? When it comes to recovery, who have I ever been afraid of?’

The Black Tortoise Dharma Aspect on Fang Qingyuan’s chest remained as serene as an abyss. Hao Shi’s fists, each capable of killing a Golden Core Cultivator, only managed to send ripples across its surface. Although it was constantly being worn down, the rate of depletion was far slower than its rate of regeneration.

Meanwhile, every blow from Fang Qingyuan’s White Tiger Soul-Shaking Saber that landed on Hao Shi’s body sent a tremor through his very soul.

Finally, as if this wasn’t satisfying enough, Fang Qingyuan transformed his right hand into the White Tiger Soul-Shaking Saber, wielded the Cyan Emperor’s Life and Death Sword in his left, and spewed South Li Tongming Fire from his mouth, powerfully suppressing the four-armed, three-eyed, demonic-looking Hao Shi.

After what felt like both an eternity and an instant, the inhuman clash finally subsided. Only then did the surrounding onlookers—Golden Core combatants like Chunyu Hua, Qing Ji, Qiqi, Xiong Ba, and the Confusion Insect, who had been reduced to mere spectators—approach with faces full of shock.

At that moment, Fang Qingyuan, holding the limp form of Hao Shi—limbs shattered, expression vacant, like a dead dog—tossed him at Chunyu Hua’s feet.

"Young Master Hua, I’ve helped you clean house. Shouldn’t you be saying thank you?"