Starting with the divine power of the Great Vajra, he traversed the heavens.

Chapter 308 Full Moon Night, on Lanjiang Island

August fifteen.

Full moon night.

A lake breeze blew by, and Pang Ban's clothes fluttered and rustled on the bow of the boat.

The sorcerer looked around with his single eye, and all the more than a hundred ships around him, filled with people who had come to watch the battle from across the water, bowed their heads in submission.

At this moment, the water level is high, and huge waves crash against the outer reefs, shattering like jade and frost with a loud roar, refusing to slow down for even a moment.

The massive warships from the Demon Master's Palace lowered small boats on the other side, carrying the Demon Master as they drifted away into the smoke and raging waves.

Everyone held their breath and watched Pang Ban's figure disappear. While they breathed a sigh of relief, they also raised questions.

Who wins and who loses?

correct!

What about Ren Jianshen?

At this moment, the moonlight shines brightly on the vast expanse of misty waters, but the white-clad swordsman still has not arrived.

A chilling voice suddenly rang out from the Angry Dragon Gang's warship, its emotion sharp as a blade.

"You're the disciple of the Three Fiends?"

Han Bai stared intently at the man before him, then clasped his hands in a respectful greeting: "Greetings, Mr. Feng Han."

On the ship's gunwale, a tall, thin man in gray stood out, one hand on the hilt of his sword, exuding a chilling aura.

It was Feng Han, whom I hadn't seen for a long time.

Feng sneered: "I haven't set foot in the martial world for a long time. Today I've come here specifically to see what kind of person the successor of the Three Fiends really is."

Han Bai knew that Ren Shaoyang and his group's first battle upon entering the martial arts world was when they ganged up on Feng Han in Yueyang, shattering his Daoist heart and forcing him to retire from the martial arts world.

But now, with the battle at Lanjiang Island underway, he couldn't resist coming down the mountain, just so he wouldn't miss this once-in-a-millennium duel.

Han Bai said slowly, "Now that you've seen me, what are your feelings?"

Feng Han laughed, his expression becoming relaxed, and said, "Not bad, he can be considered a hero of his generation."

"Brother Feng, you are mistaken. Brother Han, at such a young age, already possesses such cultivation; he is more than just a hero."

A bold and unrestrained voice rang out.

The two turned their heads and saw Qian Luo standing tall on a small boat, gazing at the distant Lanjiang Island with his hands behind his back.

"It's been a long time, Brother Qian!" Feng Han clasped his hands in a fist and smiled. "It seems you think highly of Brother Han?"

Qian Luo laughed and said, "Of course! The future of the martial world will definitely belong to Han Bai, Feng Xinglie and Qi Changzheng!" His voice was firm and clear, showing that he was extremely confident in his words.

Feng Han laughed and said, "The three villains aren't actually that old."

"Hey~!" Qianlu waved his hand and laughed, "I have a feeling they're about to leave."

"Leave?" Han Bai was taken aback. "Where are they going?"

Qian Luo smiled faintly and said, "Brother Feng probably has the same feeling. When we reach the 'Innate Realm', we can feel a kind of mystery of heaven and earth."

“That’s right!” Feng Han sighed. “This kind of profound ability is what brought me back to the martial world, just to see the final battle between Ren Shaoyang and Pang Ban. Similarly, I also know that the Three Fiends will leave after the final battle.”

Han Bai looked somewhat panicked and said in a trembling voice, "Seniors, do you mean that Brother Shaoyang and the others are going to shatter and leave?"

“It’s not broken, it’s gone,” Qianluo said decisively. “That’s why I’m so puzzled. I’ve come here today to see what’s going on.”

Suddenly, Qianluo and Fenghan shut their mouths and turned their heads together.

Han Bai, not understanding why, also looked over.

Two strange peaks stand facing each other across the water, straight as swords, barren of vegetation, with gloomy clouds and mist floating above their peaks.

Between the two peaks, a small boat suddenly appeared. Before it even got close, a gust of cold wind blew, and Han Bai felt his hair stand on end.

Turning around, Feng Han and Qian Luo stared at the flying boat, lost in thought, their expressions revealing a peculiar look.

Just as I was wondering what was going on, I suddenly heard Qian Luo's voice tremble slightly: "It's him!"

"Who?" Han Bai asked.

"Li Ruohai!" Feng Han looked at the white-clad man on the flying boat with a fanatical expression. "A peerless powerhouse who has forged a path never before trodden, and also the third strongest person in the world today!"

As they spoke, the flying boat approached. Han Bai looked at it and saw a handsome man in white on board, who looked like a deity.

At this moment, everyone stared with boundless fervor at Li Ruohai's arrival, bowing and shouting, "Greetings, Grandmaster!"

Amidst the roar of the mountains and the surging waves, several miles away on the independent island, Pang Ban was also drawn to the scene and smiled slightly at him: "It's been a long time, Brother Li."

Li Ruohai's starry eyes flickered as he said calmly, "It's only been half a year, but it feels like a lifetime has passed."

"Heh, it's too far away. Let's get closer and take a look." Pang Ban chuckled softly.

Then something truly horrifying happened.

Pang Ban, like a demon rising from the depths of hell, transformed from an illusion into a solid form, appearing eerily on Li Ruohai's small boat.

The small boat sped by, but the two men stood back to back.

This bizarre scene left everyone on the hundreds of ships around them speechless with shock.

Li Ruohai's eyes shone like cold stars in the night sky: "Brother Pang, how have you been!"

Pang Ban glanced at Feng Xinglie rowing the boat and smiled faintly: "Brother Li, I'm suffering in silence."

"Oh?" Li Ruohai still didn't turn around, gazing at the blurry figure on Lanjiang Island. "Why?"

"Lang Fanyun has already shattered his own illusions and left. You have your own path and disdain discussing philosophy with me." Pang Ban stood with his hands behind his back, his expression leisurely. "In the end, it was that rogue Ren who challenged me to a duel. It shows how unpredictable the world can be. Tell me, am I bitter?"

"Hahaha!"

Li Ruohai laughed loudly: "You are the Heavenly Demon of Ten Thousand Forms, and he is the Sincere and Formless One. You are natural enemies, and it is fitting that you and he have a final showdown."

Pang Ban chuckled, "That's true." He suddenly looked up at the sky, "What do you think, Brother Ren?"

A soft laugh echoed throughout the entire body of water, clear and melodious.

"Stop your charade, I'm here." His tone was not loud, and his voice was not loud, but it carried clearly to everyone's ears.

The heroes were overjoyed and shouted in unison, "Sword God Ren!"

Han Bai and the others were overjoyed and quickly looked up.

Hurrah!
Just as everyone looked up, dark clouds suddenly gathered in the sky, accompanied by lightning and thunder, with purplish-red lightning bolts serpentinely winding through the clouds.

In the instant the light flashed, a huge eagle flew overhead.

A figure stood on the back of an eagle, with a handsome beard and white clothes, standing tall like Mount Tai in the east, proud and extraordinary, with an extraordinary spirit.

Pang Ban smiled and greeted Li Ruohai, "I'll go first."

Li Ruohai looked at Lanjiang Island and smiled, "I'll be there shortly."

Pang Ban laughed loudly, and his figure slowly disappeared like ripples on water.

This scene caused everyone present to gasp in astonishment.

Feng Xinglie, who was rowing the boat, shouted loudly, "Master, where is Pang Banren?"

“He hasn’t moved an inch on the island.” Li Ruohai’s gaze remained unchanged, his tone indifferent. “What we just saw was merely an illusion.”

"Ah, what kind of technique is this? It's practically divine, almost demonic."

Li Ruohai looked at the white robe that floated down from the eagle's back and smiled slightly: "When you reach my level, you will know what kind of technique this is."

Just as the master and apprentice were talking.

Ren Shaoyang landed lightly on the island and stood with his hands at his sides.

Pang Ban turned around and stared at him, his eyes gleaming like a sharp, piercing sword.

Their eyes met, and it seemed as if firelight was passing between them.

Whoosh! A sudden gust of wind arose!

In an instant, the light of day vanished, and darkness descended upon the surrounding fields.

Han Bai and the others sensed something was amiss, and when they looked up, they were horrified.

Fan Liang asked in astonishment, "What kind of mess is this, God?"

Dark clouds gathered in the sky, swirling and rolling, eventually converging and swirling into a gust of wind, like a huge, dark eye indifferently watching the vast lake surface.

The onlookers on the more than one hundred ships were all dazzled and astonished, unable to contain themselves.

"When Heaven unleashes its killing intent, the stars shift and the constellations change; when Earth unleashes its killing intent, dragons and snakes rise from the land; when Man unleashes his killing intent, Heaven and Earth are overturned. Tonight, the killing intent from Heaven, Earth, and Man erupts simultaneously, naturally causing thunder to rumble and dark clouds to fill the sky!"

A sweet, charming female voice rang out, and a small boat appeared on the water.

Several people were standing on the boat: Hongxiu, Ding'an, Xi Yingzhen, and Xiaoban Daoren.

The crowd of heroes shouted in unison, "Red Sleeve Girl! Blade Emperor!" Amidst the shouts, the boat came flying like an arrow and stopped in front of the Angry Dragon Gang's warship.

"Sister Hongxiu, you're here!" Han Baihuan exclaimed with a laugh, then greeted the others as well.

Hongxiu smiled gently, waved her hand, her blood-stained clothes fluttering, her smile so captivating that Han Bai was momentarily stunned.
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Under the dark clouds, the two stood there for a long time.

Pang Ban gazed at the white-robed man and said with a smile, "Brother Ren, we've fought twice, each with our own victories and defeats. Now, after this final battle, regardless of who wins or loses, let's stop here!"

Ren Shaoyang, with his hands in his sleeves, said casually, "Fine, anyway, you'll either die or leave, so you won't be able to cross me."

Pang Ban remained silent for a while before saying, "I have already sent the Red Sun Dharma King to take Ye Yu and Madam Zhen to the Western Regions."

"So afraid of me?" Ren Shaoyang chuckled.

Pang Ban said, "I'm afraid of Hongxiu. Her demonic thoughts have now solidified and are terrifying. They have even devoured my demonic seed. Do you know that?"

Ren Shaoyang also fell silent, nodded, and said with a wry smile, "I know. I spent a lot of effort to break that demonic power back then, but I didn't expect it to reassemble now."

Pang Ban said, "After me, she will be the greatest demon in the world. If her demonic thoughts are not quelled, the world will be shrouded in mourning wherever her demonic blade strikes." He smiled slightly and looked at Ren Shaoyang, "That's why I told Ye Yu to stay far away to avoid getting splattered with blood."

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "With me here, Little Beggar will be fine."

"It's better to guide than to block." Pang Ban shook his head. "This is a timeless truth."

Ren Shaoyang sneered, "Old ghost, you want to use Hongxiu to disturb my mind?"

"Yes," Pang Ban chuckled, "because I'm not confident I can defeat you."

bass!
A towering, azure sword blade, about ten feet high, suddenly shot into the sky!

It transformed into a ball of blue lightning and suddenly fell, spreading and dissipating.

In an instant, blue fireflies filled the area in front of and behind Pang Ban.

Everyone was stunned, finding it hard to believe the wondrous spectacle that the sword had conjured.

At this moment, onlookers shouted, "The divine sword captures the dragon!"

The others then realized that the legendary sword in the hands of the Sword God was extraordinary, capable of changing length at will, and could even transform into sword threads to defend against enemies.

Looking at it now, it's hardly "extraordinary" at all.
This is clearly a magical artifact from a celestial sword!

Pang Ban's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He lightly stomped his right foot on the ground, which produced a sound like muffled thunder that resounded throughout the four directions and eight wastelands, echoing endlessly and exuding a terrifying power.

The magician raised his right hand, extended his index finger, and gently drew it forward.

when!
The entire island seemed to shake, drowning out the sounds of wind, waves, and sword cries.

The light spots suddenly disappeared.

Ren Shaoyang stood there, his clothes and hair fluttering, a sword blade snaking behind him, and laughed, "What hard fingers!"

Pang Ban, looking relaxed, said with a smile, "My whole body is much stronger than before."

Ren Shaoyang raised an eyebrow and said, "You've turned yourself into a divine weapon?"

“Yes,” Pang Dian nodded, “otherwise, how would we deal with Ren Jianshen’s ‘Divine Sword’ Dragon Capture?”

(End of this chapter)