Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 591 Are you serious, A-Jian?

Xu Yunfan didn't take it to heart. He didn't exert much effort, and didn't even stir up the magic power in his body.

The brief exchange just now allowed him to clearly perceive the characteristics of the Heavenly Realm's cultivation system.

Those who possess powerful magic and supernatural abilities, such as the Star Officials who have been subdued and the Snow Soul Fairy, have pure and vast magical power and numerous methods.

Those who practice the fundamental methods of cultivation, like the Heavenly Emperor and Empress, possess profound Taoist cultivation and enduring vital energy, enabling them to interact with celestial beings and the Tao of Heaven.

Those who specialize in martial arts like Yang Jian possess blood and qi as powerful as a dragon, and their combat skills are divine. Every strike carries their own will and magical power, and their physical body is also tempered through countless trials.

In the context of the destruction of this world, there is no distinction between superior and inferior among the three; it all depends on the depth of one's cultivation.

The Erlang Shen Yang Jian before us has clearly taken the art of physical martial arts to a certain extreme.

No wonder he could unleash such terrifying combat power at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.

However, it still falls short; at least the status of this celestial realm cannot compare to that of the Taihua Spirit Ruins Realm.

The derived laws will also be of a slightly lower level.

They are commonly known as coming from the five outer counties.

Xu Yunfan stopped dodging.

Faced with Yang Jian's thousands of sword lights slashing down again, purple-gold lightning erupted around him.

The Divine Firmament Nine Heavens Profound Sky Undying True Scripture was no longer stagnant, and it was operating at full power. The nascent form of his sea of ​​consciousness hummed and vibrated, giving him a vast and boundless magical power support, like an inner universe.

Without any fancy spells, only the most primal power erupted. His two innate divine abilities, the Fighting Word Technique and the Northern Purple Star Suppressing Evil Profound Qi, suddenly activated, causing his strength to increase exponentially.

The supernatural powers that are born in the late stage of Foundation Establishment have not yet been conceived. They will naturally flow through one's heart once the nascent form of the cave heaven reaches a certain stage.

But Xu Yunfan's story is most likely about the Divine Firmament Thunder.

Xu Yunfan made a fist with his right hand, as if he had grasped an invisible bolt of lightning.

His entire right arm was instantly covered with a layer of purplish-gold crystalline scales flowing with lightning runes!

Divine Firmament Thunder Armor.

His step caused the earth to tremble.

He unleashed a punch at the silver sea of ​​blades that tore through the void.

"break!"

Wherever the fist passed, the space was brutally compressed and vibrated, groaning under the unbearable pressure.

Pure and domineering, the immense power of thunder, containing the true meaning of destruction, forcefully tore apart the layers of sword light before it.

boom!
Click!

The Purple-Gold Thunder Fist clashed fiercely with the blade of the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword.

A terrifying roar, far surpassing the clash of metal, resounded throughout the universe, as if a giant god were beating a heavenly drum.

The violent shockwave exploded outwards in a ring, completely leveling all the ruins within a radius of several hundred feet.

Dust, carrying turbulent energy fragments, transformed into a kaleidoscope of colors and soared into the sky.

Yang Jian trembled violently, feeling an unimaginable, immense force mixed with raging thunder, crashing into his body like a raging torrent along the blade.

That proud, tempered divine body instantly surged with blood and qi, its bones groaned, and the three-pointed double-edged sword in its hand almost flew out of its grasp.

He groaned, pale golden blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror.

His opponent's sheer strength far surpassed his own.

It also contains a destructive power originating from a higher level, a power that shakes the very laws of nature.

Xu Yunfan also felt a strong shock coming from his fist, but his body only swayed slightly. The purple-gold lightning armor covering his arms circulated light patterns, easily dissipating the shock.

The immense magical power and the Divine Thunder Body, refined to their extreme and enhanced by the nascent form of the Cave Heaven, were now fully revealed in the late Foundation Establishment stage. "Peak of the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, is this your limit? If that's all there is to it."

A cold glint flashed in Xu Yunfan's eyes. "What a pity about such martial arts skills."

He stopped testing the waters and made a hand seal with his left hand inside his sleeve.

hum!
The Zhou Tian Xing Spirit Banner appeared silently above Yang Jian's head, its dark surface instantly enveloping the area that had just been cleared.

A force of absorption and confinement, ten times stronger than the one used against the Demon Lord Zi, suddenly descended.

At the same time, countless phantom images of star lords appeared within the banner, with starlight hanging down, weaving into an invisible giant net that instantly suppressed Yang Jian's slightly sluggish magical power circulation due to his injury.

"town!"

Xu Yunfan performed a series of hand seals and let out a low shout.

Yang Jian roared and struggled, his Heavenly Eye shooting out a golden-red beam of light in an attempt to pierce the banner, while his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade unleashed its final sharpness in a slash.

However, as a being close to a spiritual treasure, the Star Spirit Banner, when fully activated by Xu Yunfan's late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, possessed a power that no mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator could withstand.

Moreover, Yang Jian had already suffered internal injuries.

The golden-red pillar of light was swallowed by the surging starry galaxy phantom within the banner, and the silvery blade energy struck the banner surface, only creating a few ripples before disappearing like mud into the sea.

The invisible net of stellar power tightened more and more, and Yang Jian felt like a bird caught in a spider web, his soul and body being forcibly suppressed and pulled by a cold and immense will.

"No!"

Filled with endless resentment and grief, Yang Jian's figure twisted violently in the starlight, and was finally pulled into the deep and boundless space inside the banner.

The eerie light receded, and the Star Spirit Banner transformed into a stream of light, falling back into Xu Yunfan's sleeve.

His divine thoughts sank into the banner.

Unlike the rapid formatting of the Demon Lord Zi, Yang Jian's Star Soul appears more resilient. Its remaining fighting will and individual memories seem exceptionally stubborn, struggling and resisting fiercely under the suppression of the countless stars. The vertical eye mark between his eyebrows shines even brighter, attempting to resist the assimilation of the banner's power.

The Star Spirit Banner vibrated with starlight in Xu Yunfan's hand, circling around him and slowly eroding his will to resist, like a millstone.

"Your strength is not bad, as expected of a figure who was once famous throughout the Heavenly Realm. Refining you will require some effort."

Xu Yunfan was somewhat satisfied. Yang Jian's potential was clearly far beyond that of the previous True Immortals. Once he refined the Banner Spirit, his strength would be at least that of a Star Lord General at the late Foundation Establishment stage.

Three days and nights later, the Star Spirit Banner trembled slightly.

Xu Yunfan, who was sitting cross-legged in mid-air, stood up and grabbed the flagpole in front of him.

"It's done!"

Xu Yunfan looked at Yang Jian, who walked out of the Star Spirit Banner.

The other person sighed and bowed deeply to Xu Yunfan.

After entering the Myriad Souls Banner—no, the Star Spirit Banner—he naturally knew that his life and death were no longer in his own hands. Moreover, the other party had not erased his consciousness. Although it was partly for the greater power of the Star Spirit Banner, it was still enough to preserve his consciousness.

"Your Excellency, if it is convenient, could we go three thousand miles further north to Fulong Cliff and find a wisp of primordial spirit to guide Nezha's remnant soul into this banner as well?"

And such good things?

Upon hearing this, Xu Yunfan raised an eyebrow, quite surprised.

When Yang Jian was refined into a banner spirit, his first thought was this?
Ask him to collect Nezha's remnant soul?

Xu Yunfan was somewhat surprised and asked, "Are you serious?"

Yang Jian said, "There is no possibility of continuing here. If we can enter the banner, there might still be a way to survive."

After a moment's thought, he understood the reason and realized the truth.

The Heavenly Realm is on the verge of collapse. Whether it is Yang Jian or the possible remnant soul of Nezha, if they continue to stay in this doomsday realm destined to be devoured by the Taihua Spirit Ruins Realm, their final fate will either be crushed by the aftershocks of the True Monarch Dao Realm or completely perish with the Heavenly Realm, which is not much better than being annihilated in both body and soul.

(End of this chapter)