Chapter 492 - 8: Wreaking Havoc at the Birthday Banquet

Yuan Ju roared in fury. The sound of crashing waves boomed as the Water Dragon, shrouded in a dazzling aquamarine radiance, lunged violently at the golden fireball.

The Water Dragon opened its massive jaws and unleashed a surging torrent of brilliant light, its power majestic and overwhelming.

In an instant!

The golden fireball and the Water Dragon collided!

The world was suddenly bleached of all color.

The Grand Array outside the Taiyi Cave Heaven activated in response. Ripples spread through the void, shielding the two Celestial Gate Mountains.

The spectating Cultivators scrambled back in a panic, fleeing far into the distance.

BOOM!

A halo of unbearably scorching golden light bloomed across the sky.

The terrifying heat distorted the very air within a thousand-zhang radius, creating strange illusions as if opening a gateway to another space.

Then, savage golden flames erupted outward in every direction.

From a distance, it looked as if a ten-zhang fireball had suddenly swelled to nearly a thousand zhang, swallowing both the Water Dragon and Yuan Ju.

Inside the fireball, the flames were so intense that they incinerated and melted everything.

A few of the slower streaks of light in the distance were overtaken by the flames. They cried out in pain as their protective auras flickered, and they sped away, still wreathed in fire.

The carriages, mounts, and Flying Escape Magical Artifacts that failed to evade in time were all reduced to ash within the world-consuming flames.

The crowd of Cultivators was forced back dozens of li from Taiyi Cave Heaven before slowly coming to a stop.

Taiyi Cave Heaven’s Defensive Array was also glowing crimson, and the searing heat penetrated the barrier, reaching the two colossal mountains within.

All the vegetation on the mountains withered and died.

The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi for a hundred-li radius was frantically devoured, creating a spiritual vacuum.

Numerous Escape Lights flew out from Taiyi Cave Heaven, their occupants staring at the scene in utter astonishment.

As for Yi Ling, standing beside Fang Cheng, her lovely eyes were wide and her lips were parted in utter shock.

’So this is the power of a Cultivator from Red Bright Immortal City...’

She glanced at Fang Cheng’s back, her eyes filled with a deep sense of dread and fear.

After a long moment.

The fiery light dissipated.

Lingering embers still drifted through the sky.

A stream of watery light flowed out of the void, slowly converging to form a three-headed, six-armed figure.

The watery light faded, and the figure became one of flesh and blood.

It was none other than Yuan Ju!

His aura was now faint, and his body was covered in burns. A large portion of his torso was charred black, turning to ash that slowly drifted away.

All three of Yuan Ju’s heads fixed their six eyes on Fang Cheng, a murderous light erupting from them. His savage face was contorted with malice.

"Die!"

He roared to the heavens, his six hands forming seals before striking down violently.

A torrent of watery light filled the sky, crashing down upon Fang Cheng like an overturned celestial river.

This attack was born of pure hatred, its power immense. The irresistible force of the watery light made the very air tremble, and the sound of a great tide echoed across the heavens.

The onlookers nodded to themselves. For Yuan Ju, a desperate, all-out battle was his only chance at survival.

Fleeing would only expose his weaknesses, leading to an even swifter demise.

Fang Cheng remained perfectly calm. Activating the power of the Fire God Gu, he thrust a palm forward.

A massive, flaming handprint materialized.

BOOM!

The watery light collided with the handprint, producing a deafening explosion.

A circular shockwave erupted outward, instantly vaporizing all clouds within a thousand-li radius. The sky was left perfectly clear and empty, scrubbed clean.

Profound Light swirled around Yuan Ju, but one entire side of his body had disintegrated into ash. His mangled remains struggled to hold their form within the watery light, but he was utterly unable to suppress the giant, flaming hand.

Fang Cheng said nonchalantly, "The Ancient Evil Race is nothing special, after all."

With that, the giant flaming hand flipped over and shot toward Yuan Ju.

Yuan Ju paled in terror. His body transformed into a streak of watery light as he tried to flee into the sky.

Fang Cheng gave a cold sneer. The giant flaming hand abruptly swelled, becoming immense and powerful. It seized the streak of watery light and crushed it, popping it like a bubble.

The golden flames within the massive hand flickered a few times, and the ferocious aura within was snuffed out. He had been killed on the spot.

For a moment, dead silence fell over the area outside Taiyi Cave Heaven. Save for the howl of the passing Gale, not a sound could be heard.

Fang Cheng turned his head to Yi Ling and said calmly, "Shall we go in?"

Yi Ling snapped back to her senses, the terror in her lovely eyes impossible to conceal. Bowing her head, she answered in a soft, respectful voice, "True Monarch, please follow me."

With that, she urged the Cloud Raft beneath her feet into the swirling vortex of clouds.

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Once the Cloud Raft entered Taiyi Cave Heaven, a completely different landscape unfolded before them.

Inside the Grotto Heaven, the sky was clear and the air crisp under a bright, beautiful sun. Below, magnificent mountains and rivers stretched endlessly to the horizon, creating a sense of profound vastness.

Beneath the Cloud Raft, iridescent clouds occasionally drifted by. They caught the sunlight, shimmering with beautiful hues and flashes of silver, creating a wondrous sight.

"How large is this Grotto Heaven?" Fang Cheng asked, his interest piqued.

Yi Ling answered softly, "It’s about ten thousand li across."

’Worthy of a treasure land that once produced a Tier Five Demon Saint!’

Fang Cheng nodded to himself as his gaze drifted downward. A thousand-li-wide placid lake lay embedded in the earth like a jade mirror. Sailboats on its surface looked like scattered white specks, no bigger than insects.

In the distance, several rivers snaked between the mountains. The landscape was a lush tapestry of green and azure—a truly beautiful sight.

By the lakeshore stood a Golden Pavilion, over ten zhang tall and covering an area of a hundred zhang. It was surrounded on three sides by flowering trees and faced the clear waves of the jade-green lake. Near the shore were numerous peculiar, jade-green reefs, elegantly hollowed and exquisitely shaped. The wind and water striking them blended into a tidal melody. The alternating loud and soft tones sounded like the grand harmony of great bells and chimes layered with the music of pipes—a sublimely beautiful sound.

Yi Ling guided the Cloud Raft to the Golden Pavilion and addressed someone inside, "Master, Yinglong True Monarch of Red Bright Immortal City has arrived."

Nearly a hundred birthday guests were already seated in the pavilion. A quick sweep of Fang Cheng’s Divine Sense revealed the presence of at least a dozen Dharma Level experts. The rest of the guests possessed Life Soul Cultivation, with only a group of Maids being at the Life Talisman Realm.