I became an immortal on earth.

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Sword energies rained down recklessly, and Fang Wang swung his Heavenly Palace Halberd to defend himself. The arena was bombarded by the sword energies, and even the array light screen at the edge of the dueling arena was rippled.

"What immense spiritual power this is!"

"Senior Brother Xu Lang is so powerful! His sword energy is so expansive and powerful, its sharpness is truly dazzling!"

"Fang Wang is also very strong, not inferior at all."

"Has Fang Wang already reached this level after only three years of training?"

"Even if Fang Wang loses this battle, he has proven that he possesses potential no less than Lu Yuanjun's!"

Disciples from all branches of the family throughout the city were discussing it, giving Fang Wang and Xu Lang extremely high praise. The disciples of the Fang family held their breath, even more nervous than Fang Wang himself.

Fang Hanyu stood by the window, gazing up at the golden mirror in the sky. Looking at Fang Wang, who was suppressed by sword energy in the mirror, his expression was calm. He muttered to himself, "How much longer are you going to test me?"

In his heart, Fang Wang was invincible.

As if he had heard Fang Hanyu’s words, Fang Wang suddenly leaped backward, avoiding the range of Xu Lang’s sword energy attack.

Before even landing, Fang Wang raised the Heavenly Palace Halberd high, quickly casting a spell with his left hand. Spiritual energy surged into the Heavenly Palace Halberd along his right arm, and rolling thunderclouds materialized out of thin air above the dueling platform, rapidly obscuring the entire platform.

At this moment, all the elders around the dueling platform were moved. The Sleepy Immortal on the platform stared wide-eyed, muttering to himself, "No way... how is this possible..."

The peak masters of each lineage sat up straight, and all the elders and disciples of each lineage looked at the thundercloud on the dueling platform.

Xu Lang landed swiftly from mid-air, sword in hand. He looked up, his brows furrowed, and slowly uttered five words: "Great Heavenly Lightning Summoning Technique!"

The thunder could be heard by all the disciples in the city, creating an extremely oppressive atmosphere. Before the Great Heavenly Thunder Summoning Technique, some disciples had also performed powerful spells, but none could compare to the scale of the Great Heavenly Thunder Summoning Technique.

Guang Qiuxian, Yang Yuanzi, Lu Yuanjun, and Zhou Xue remained unmoved, but even Zhou Xingshi, Gu Li, and Fang Hanyu, who knew Bai Yi Jinghong's true identity, couldn't help but be moved.

In their minds, Fang Wang was a master swordsman, and this was the first time they had ever seen him use the Great Heavenly Lightning Summoning Technique.

After three years of study, he mastered the thirty-six swords of the Amazing Divine Sword Technique and also learned such powerful lightning magic.

I had heard that Baiyi Jinghong had used the Great Heavenly Lightning Summoning Technique before, but when I actually faced it, I realized how terrifying this technique was.

Fang Wang raised the Heavenly Palace Halberd high, thunderclouds rolled in the sky, lightning intertwined, and a terrifying pressure was about to be unleashed. At this moment, he was like a god who controlled the power of heaven and earth, and his long hair fluttered in the wind.

Xu Lang realized something was wrong and immediately charged towards Fang Wang.

He threw his bamboo sword first, and the sword turned into a cold light, rushing towards Fang Wang's head.

So fast!

The sleepy real man on stage almost attacked, but he held back.

Fang Wang used the Shadowless Step to dodge, but Xu Lang followed and attacked him, gripping his natal sword in reverse with his left hand, the invisible blade slashing towards Fang Wang's neck.

In an instant, Fang Wang swung the Heavenly Palace Halberd and slashed down.

Clang——

As the two natal spirit treasures clashed, Xu Lang felt a dragon's roar explode in his ears, causing him to momentarily lose his senses. When he opened his eyes again, Fang Wang had already taken to the air.

With thunder rolling overhead, Fang Wang coldly looked down at Xu Lang, then swung his halberd down.

The Great Heavenly Lightning Summoning Technique erupts!

Dozens of bolts of lightning suddenly struck down, varying in size, but enough to cover the entire dueling platform.

Faced with the world-destroying thunderous power, Xu Lang released his sword and cast a spell with both hands. The bamboo sword and the invisible sword swirled around him rapidly, and sword energy overflowed from his body.

A bolt of lightning struck him, but it was dispersed by the two intersecting sword energies and did not harm him.

Two intersecting sword energies swirled around Xu Lang.

It grew rapidly, coalesced into an array, and a storm of sword energy rose from the ground, its power equally astonishing. But soon he was engulfed by bolts of lightning.

Boom! Boom! Boom...

The dueling platform trembled violently, causing even the array light screen at its edge to shudder. The entire city fell silent, with all the disciples staring intently at the scene within the golden mirror.

The Sleepy Immortal held a golden mirror to block the effects of the Great Heavenly Lightning Technique. His gaze was fixed on the spot where Xu Lang had been standing. Even though the lightning was dazzling, he did not blink.

More than three breaths after Xu Lang's figure disappeared, the Sleepy Immortal could not contain himself and immediately threw out the golden mirror in his hand.

The golden mirror emitted golden light, dispelling the lightning along its path, and quickly arrived at the center of the dueling platform, where the powerful light it emitted blocked the lightning that filled the sky.

Upon seeing this, Fang Wang severed his spiritual power and ceased maintaining the Great Heavenly Lightning Summoning Technique.

The thunder in the sky disappeared, but the dark clouds could not be completely dispelled in a short time, and everyone's eyes were turned to the golden mirror.

As the lightning dissipated, Xu Lang's figure appeared. He was kneeling on the ground, panting heavily. His robes were torn, his hair was disheveled, and his body was covered in wounds and bloodstains. The two swords swirling around him moved slowly before falling to the ground with two clangs.

Xu Lang struggled to look up, but before he could find Fang Wang, he collapsed and lost consciousness.

Seeing this, Fang Wang secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Xu Lang was indeed powerful, and it would be difficult to defeat him with the Xuan Yang True Fire alone. That's why he used the Great Heaven Lightning Summoning Technique. This was a superior technique of the Taiyuan Sect. It was not as difficult to learn as the Jinghong Divine Sword Technique, so as not to expose the identity of the white-clothed Jinghong.

In order to decisively defeat Xu Lang, Fang Wang did not hold back when using the Great Heavenly Lightning Summoning Technique.

"It's a pity I can't challenge Lu Yuanjun at my peak."

Fang Wang pretended to be nonchalant, but inwardly he was sighing, as dealing with Xu Lang had consumed a lot of his spiritual energy.

The Sleepy Immortal immediately shouted, "The third lineage will win!"

An elder quickly went up to the stage to examine Xu Lang's injuries.

The disciples from all the branches stared at Fang Wang in fear, and the entire city fell silent.

"Could that be the Great Heavenly Lightning Summoning Technique?" a male disciple from the First Lineage asked in a trembling voice.

The Great Heavenly Lightning Summoning Technique is the strongest lightning-type spell of the Taiyuan Sect. Although the Taiyuan Sect does not primarily use lightning-type spells, the Great Heavenly Lightning Summoning Technique is quite renowned, even having a great reputation within the cultivation world of the Great Qi.

After Zhou Xue and Lu Yuanjun's introduction, the disciples of the first lineage in the pavilion all learned about Fang Wang's background.

After only three years of training, his cultivation level has increased rapidly, and he has even mastered the Great Heavenly Lightning Summoning Technique...

Such a genius...

Can Lu Yuanjun from back then really compare?

After a brief silence, the whole city erupted in cheers and exclamations.

Fang Wang turned to look at the First Branch, his gaze about to find Lu Yuanjun, when Yang Yuanzi's voice came: "Change the person!"

Upon hearing this, the disciple from the first lineage who was about to take the stage immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Even Xu Lang, who was second only to Lu Yuanjun, suffered a crushing defeat, so they dared not go up against him.

In the Nine Meridians Battle so far, Fang Wang has been the most ruthless, severely injuring every opponent.

Amidst the cheers of the entire city, Fang Wang flew towards the pavilion of the Third Branch, where he was greeted by a throng of disciples.

"Junior Brother Fang, you've already surpassed me!" Li Yu exclaimed excitedly, seemingly unconcerned that Fang Wang would replace him as the eldest disciple.

The other disciples were also praising Fang Wang's strength. The most exaggerated one was Zhou Bo, who seemed about to kneel down and worship him.

Standing in the pavilion, Lu Yuanjun gazed at Fang Wang from afar and chuckled softly, "It seems I underestimated Junior Brother Fang's strength."

Disciples from all branches were amazed by Fang Wang's strength. He had such power after only three years of training. Even Lu Yuanjun back then was not so exaggerated.

With the addition of Zhou Xue, Ye Xiang, and Gu Li, who had previously shown their talent, all the disciples felt that Taiyuan Sect was about to take off.

Previously, the appearance of a Di Yuan Treasure Spirit was a rare occurrence, perhaps only once every hundred years. Now, four such spirits have appeared in the Taiyuan Sect, which is undoubtedly a blessing from heaven for the Taiyuan Sect.

Fang Wang and Zhou Xue were also considered to be Earthly Treasure Spirits because of their great strength.

"Fang Wang, you should rest now. You don't need to go on stage anymore. With your record, you're good enough to advance to the final nine seats."

Yang Yuanzi's voice came through, his tone calm, seemingly unsurprised by Fang Wang's performance, but upon closer inspection, one could see that he was gripping the armrests of the chair tightly.

Inside the main pavilion.

Sitting next to Guang Qiuxian was the deputy sect leader, Chen Anshi. He looked to be in his early fifties and was rather thin, but he was more imposing than the amiable Guang Qiuxian, with a sense of oppression between his brows.

"Senior brother, this boy is so powerful, could he be the one who hid in the Shiyuan Palace that day?" Chen Anshi glanced at Guang Qiuxian, his eyes sharp, and slowly asked.

Guang Qiuxian smiled without saying a word. He appeared calm, but inwardly he was filled with emotion.

Is this the Heavenly Yuan Treasure Spirit?

To have such strength in just three years...

Fang Wang had no idea what the sect leader, deputy sect leader, and elders were thinking. After learning that he could advance to the last nine seats, he began to dream about his second natal spirit treasure!

After entering the Great Sage's Grotto and collecting rare and precious materials, he will surely break through to the Spirit Pill Realm. At that time, he should be able to condense his second natal spirit treasure.

The first natal spirit item is a halberd, what should the second one be?

He needs to think it over carefully; perhaps the Heavenly Palace won't interfere with his second spirit-shaping.