I became an immortal on earth.

"What are you doing here? You're no match for him!"

Zhou Xue gritted her teeth and said, "In the seven days since my rebirth, besides my adoptive parents, Fang Wang is the only person I have any affection for. I don't want this young man to die tonight."

Fang Wang held Zhou Xue in one arm, using the Shadowless Step technique to dodge attacks from golden rays of light. He did not flee directly, but instead dodged back and forth in this area.

"If I'm not, then are you definitely not right now?"

Fang Wang did not glance at Zhou Xue in his arms. He answered calmly, his gaze fixed on the Taoist in green standing in mid-air.

Zhou Xue remained silent, unable to respond.

At this moment, the Taoist in green stopped attacking, and Fang Wang landed on the broken wall. Zhou Xue naturally detached herself from his arm and kept a very proper distance from him.

"Is this magic? The lowest level of the cultivation world is this strong? You're not lying to me?"

Fang Wang stared at the Taoist in blue and asked in a low voice.

The golden rays were extremely dangerous. While dodging them, Fang Wang felt an unprecedented sense of danger, and he was on edge, not daring to be careless.

Zhou Xue took a deep breath and said, "His cultivation level is indeed at the bottom of the cultivation world, but he wields two magic weapons. At his level, he can indeed be considered a first-class expert. However, with his spiritual power, he cannot continue to use the same kind of attack as before."

Upon hearing this, Fang Wang immediately understood.

Under his gaze, the high-ranking Taoist in blue robes descended. It seems that standing in mid-air is impressive, but it also takes a lot of energy.

"Who are you?"

The Taoist in green stared intently at Fang Wang and asked in a deep voice.

Fang Wang's movement technique was different from any martial arts master he had ever seen, and even surpassed most Qi Nourishing Realm cultivators. He couldn't see through Fang Wang's identity for the time being, but Zhou Xue's poison made him certain that this woman was a cultivator.

Fang Wang raised his sword and said, "Shouldn't you state your own identity before asking someone's name?"

Upon hearing this, the Taoist priest in green revealed a sinister smile and said, "Then let me see what makes you dare to resist!"

He suddenly rushed towards Fang Wang and the other two, moving much faster than the previous men in black.

Instead of retreating, Fang Wang advanced, drawing his sword and charging at the Taoist in green.

The two moved swiftly, and in the blink of an eye, they were less than seven steps apart. Fang Wang swung his sword, while the Taoist in green turned and waved his whisk.

So fast!

Both of them thought the same thing at the same time. Fang Wang was surprised by the cultivator's incredible physical reaction speed, while the Taoist in green was surprised by his footwork. Just what level of Qi Cultivation Realm was this kid?

The two dodged each other's attacks and engaged in a fierce and swift duel, attacking each other in the courtyard open space. Sand and stones flew everywhere, and neither of them could hurt the other for a short time.

Seeing Fang Wang and the Taoist in green locked in a fierce battle, Zhou Xue was deeply moved. She realized that she had underestimated this young man.

"Such strength is comparable to that of a cultivator at the seventh or eighth level of the Qi Cultivation Realm, but he is merely a martial artist. Could it be that he has reached the mythical realm of martial arts?"

Zhou Xue was secretly alarmed, as she already knew Fang Wang's age.

So powerful at sixteen...

This level of comprehension and talent is simply incredible!

Although martial arts and immortality are different, they have some similarities. Martial arts geniuses are unlikely to be lacking in talent on the path of immortality, especially in terms of comprehension.

Zhou Xue's appreciation for Fang Wang deepened. At the same time, some experts from the Fang family quickly arrived. When they saw Fang Wang fighting with the Taoist in green, they all subconsciously stopped in their tracks.

Fang Wang, dressed in white, moved with the speed of a phantom. His sword light pierced the night sky. The Taoist in green was like a crane. At first glance, he was not as fast as Fang Wang, but he could always easily dodge Fang Wang's attacks.

"So fast!"

"Is that human speed? Is that Young Master Fang Wang?"

"I never expected the Thirteenth Young Master to be so skilled in martial arts. I heard from Ah Hu that many masters have been killed by the Thirteenth Young Master."

"Is that guy a human or a ghost?"

He seems to be floating!

"Let's not act rashly, lest we distract Young Master Fang!"

The experts of the Fang family were discussing among themselves, including Fang Wang's clansmen, who were the most shocked, never expecting Fang Wang to be so powerful.

The Taoist priest in green waved his whisk and struck Fang Wang's sword, the force of which sent Fang Wang flying backward.

"Without the slightest bit of spiritual power, could it be that you are merely skilled in martial arts, and only proficient in techniques?" the Taoist in green said coldly.

Fang Wang did not use his true energy, relying entirely on his swordsmanship and footwork to fight. This was the first time he had fought with such full force, and his mind and body were tense.

He underestimated cultivators. He originally thought that cultivators, who meditated for many years, might have weaker physical qualities than martial artists. Now it seems that this is not the case. However, after exchanging blows, he gained a certain understanding of the strength of the Taoist in green.

The Taoist in green raised his left hand, and golden rays of light burst forth from the yellow talisman, striking towards Fang Wang, who immediately dodged.

More and more experts from the Fang family arrived, including Fang Hanyu, who had been injured earlier.

They were all shocked when they witnessed the Taoist in green using magic weapons before, and now, seeing the wonder of the yellow talisman up close, they were even more terrified.

"The Demonic Way..."

A middle-aged servant, gripping a long stick, spoke in a trembling voice, his eyes filled with fear.

Fang Hanyu wanted to go and support Fang Wang, but was stopped by his father, Fang Zhe, who said with a solemn expression, "You can't participate in their battle."

A storm raged within him. He had traveled far and wide for many years, visiting numerous major sects in the martial arts world, but he had never seen such an evil technique.

He suddenly remembered a legend he had heard long ago.

Legend has it that deep within the mountains and rivers of the Five Sacred Mountains, there exist immortals who created the martial arts of the secular world.

As Fang Hanyu watched Fang Wang constantly dodging the golden light, his footwork and posture evoked complex emotions in him, a mixture of admiration and resentment.

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From childhood, he had always admired his cousin Fang Wang because Fang Wang knew so much and always said things that surprised him. Even after years of practicing martial arts away from home, he would often think of his cousin. He always thought that Fang Wang would become an extraordinary person when he grew up, but he never expected that Fang Wang would reach such an outstanding level in martial arts.

What he was unwilling to accept was not that Fang Wang was better than him, but that he couldn't help Fang Wang.

Fang Wang quickly dodged the attacks of the golden light and kept getting closer to the Taoist in green. The Taoist in green was not alarmed when he saw that the yellow talisman could not hurt Fang Wang. His expression remained cold and stern.

When Fang Wang was less than eight steps away from the Taoist in green, he threw the sword in his hand.

His strength was immense; thrown from that distance, the sword was almost about to pierce the Taoist in green upon impact. However, with a clang, the sword was deflected.

A burst of yellow light appeared in Fang Wang's eyes. He saw the Taoist in green robes radiating golden light, like a layer of light armor protecting him, which deflected his sword.

Fang Wang stared intently and saw that the corner of a yellow paper was visible on the chest of the Taoist in green, burning with visible light that enveloped his entire body.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh...

A series of whooshing sounds rang out as six silver darts whizzed past Fang Wang's ears, heading straight for the Taoist in green.

This time, the Taoist in green did not take the hit head-on, but instead dodged it.

Before even landing, he quickly cast a spell, his whisk swirling, and streaks of lightning, like snakes, appeared out of thin air, hurtling unstoppably towards Fang Wang.

Fang Wang leaped to dodge, and bolts of lightning shattered the silver darts, which then fell to the ground, even piercing through it, demonstrating astonishing destructive power.

He turned his head and saw that Zhou Xue had actually joined the battle. She had already fought her way to the Taoist in green, holding a dagger and engaging him in combat. She was so agile that the Taoist in green could not get rid of her.

"She was reborn seven days ago, and she already has such skills..." Fang Wang was secretly shocked.

Before her rebirth, Zhou Xue was just a weak woman who never left her home, but now her skills have surpassed those of ordinary top-tier masters.

Could it be that Zhou Xue, like him, secretly practiced martial arts from a young age?

The Taoist in green unleashed another lightning spell. Due to the close proximity and Zhou Xue's inferior skills compared to Fang Wang, she was struck in the back while dodging, causing blood to spurt out. She then waved her sleeve, and a cloud of light green dust was released, instantly enveloping the Taoist in green.

After Zhou Xue fell to the ground, she immediately looked at Fang Wang.

Fang Wang understood, and with a swift movement of his Shadowless Step, he charged forward. He raised his palm and struck out, and a surge of true energy, accompanied by a dragon's roar, rang out. A dragon-shaped true energy shot out, carrying immense power, and crashed into the green-robed Taoist, sending him flying. The green-robed Taoist flew dozens of feet away like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the ruins.

"That's... the True Dragon Palm, which once earned a formidable reputation in the martial arts world?"

Fang Zhe's eyes widened in disbelief as he exclaimed, and Fang Hanyu beside him was equally moved.

The True Dragon Palm is not a rare and unique skill; anyone can find it by spending some money. However, the True Dragon Palm is extremely difficult to master, and no one in the martial arts world today has been able to achieve mastery of it.

Fang Wang withdrew his palm and quickly came to Zhou Xue's side. Zhou Xue was lying in a pool of blood, looking extremely pitiful.

"A martial artist's internal energy can't kill him. We need to find a way to apply this poison to his wounds... and wear him down with the poison..."

Before Fang Wang could speak, Zhou Xue propped herself up and said in a trembling voice, then took out a small paper packet from her bosom.

Fang Wang didn't answer, but instead asked, "If I can't kill him, can I at least hurt him?"

Zhou Xue frowned and said, "Of course he can. He's just a Qi Nourishing Realm cultivator. It's just that it's difficult for me right now..."

boom!

Before she could finish speaking, a deafening roar came from behind, followed by a fierce gust of wind.

Fang Wang squinted and looked over, and Zhou Xue also turned her head to look. They saw billowing black smoke rising from the ruins, and a black banner rose up with it. Many pebbles and wood chips floated around it, and the figure of a ghost could be vaguely seen.

A black banner rose into the air, and the Taoist priest in green robes shakily rose to his feet. His hair was disheveled, his body covered in blood, his robes torn, and he looked utterly wretched. Black blood was still oozing from his exposed wounds. He stared intently at Fang Wang and roared angrily, "Mortal, how dare you hurt me!"

After being struck by the True Dragon Palm, he became completely certain that Fang Wang was not a cultivator at all, but just a martial artist!

Being injured by the martial artist filled the green-robed Taoist with humiliation. Enraged, he strode forward, the black banner floating above his head following him, accompanied by ghostly wails and howls, plunging the Fang residence into terror under the night sky.

"That's the Soul-Burning Banner. You mustn't let its ghostly aura touch you, or you'll be captivated, your soul stolen, and completely at its mercy!"

Zhou Xue gritted her teeth and spoke anxiously, while racking her brains to come up with a solution.

"And you, you vicious girl, what poison did you use on me? Very well, I will repay you a hundredfold!" The Taoist in green stared at Zhou Xue with venomous eyes. His body trembled, and poisonous blood kept oozing from his wounds. He was clearly enduring unimaginable pain.

Fang Wang watched the other person's trembling steps, his eyes turning extremely dangerous, and he slowly raised his right hand.

"The fact that you can be hurt by mortals proves that you are just a mortal yourself."

Fang Wang mocked, his voice loud, which made the killing intent in the blue-robed Taoist's eyes intensify.

The Taoist priest in green said coldly, "Very well, I won't let you die so easily. I'll skin you alive, pull out your tendons, torture your soul, and make..."

As he spoke, he approached Fang Wang and the other man. But before he could finish speaking, Fang Wang suddenly raised his index and middle fingers, joined them together, and used them as a sword to point at the Taoist in green from a distance.

The Taoist in green revealed a mocking smile. Then, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he subconsciously turned his head to look. He saw the sword that had been knocked to the ground earlier suddenly shoot out from the ground, turning into a cold light and killing at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye of mortals to perceive.

The heavily injured Taoist priest in green had no time to dodge.

boom--

The sword struck from behind the Taoist in green, shattering his skull. The sword flashed and then flew to Fang Wang, stopping in front of him and hovering in the air. Then, it quickly turned the blade so that the hilt was facing Fang Wang's right hand, as if it were alive.

Zhou Xue was stunned by the scene. The Fang family members watching from a distance stared at Fang Wang's sword with expressions of utter disbelief.

The Fang residence fell silent!