A brilliant sea of golden fire spread across the sky and cascaded down.
Jiang Yuechu stood amidst the roiling black mist.
Facing such terrifying power that could burn the heavens and boil the seas,
Jiang Yuechu had to admit
that this first disciple of the Yujing Tower, the number one Prodigy of the Eastern Region, did indeed have some skill.
Having come this far, she had countless slaughters to her name.
But before this, she had never seen any Cultivator or great demon of the Ascending the Tower Realm capable of unleashing such horrifying strength.
However,
Jiang Yuechu tilted her head slightly.
A slight pout formed on her exquisitely cold and beautiful face.
Being able to fight was one thing.
But she wasn't the type of pure martial artist who insisted on clashing head-on in a life-or-death struggle.
Back at Qingluan Mountain, she had already learned of this Prodigy's fatal weakness from that Junior Sister's mouth.
Although the Nine Revolutions Pure Yang Golden Canon was overbearing, its backlash was extremely severe.
With the opponent erupting so unreservedly at this moment,
the Qi mechanism within his body was bound to be at an extremely taut critical point.
Jiang Yuechu indifferently raised her hand.
Dark red light quietly gathered at her fingertips.
It then transformed into ripples barely visible to the naked eye, suddenly spreading toward the golden sea of fire in mid-air.
[Triple Burner Chaos]
Regardless of whether you're a Prodigy or not,
she'd apply a debuff first.
In mid-air,
Wang Canglan stepped on a golden fire lotus, his handsome face looking like a deity's under the reflection of the flames.
He was about to give it his all, but the moment that ring of dark red ripples swept across his body,
his expression changed.
The Pure Yang True Fire that had been surging like a river within him suddenly became like a runaway horse.
His Qi mechanism reversed.
The balance he had forcibly maintained within his Meridians was instantly shattered.
With a muffled boom,
a strong, metallic sweetness welled up in Wang Canglan's throat.
The golden fire lotus beneath his feet flickered violently before unexpectedly collapsing and dispersing.
The violent Pure Yang True Fire no longer obeyed his commands; instead, it turned back and began to frantically scorch his internal organs.
Wang Canglan stared blankly with wide eyes, looking up at the young girl.
In a life-and-death struggle between top-tier Prodigies... she actually used such underhanded tactics.
But he had no mind to worry about that now.
The Pure Yang backlash within his body had already reached an extremely dangerous level.
If he didn't suppress it immediately, he would explode and die on his own without her even lifting a finger.
Wang Canglan suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, forcibly maintaining the clarity of his Spiritual Terrace.
His hands rapidly formed seals in front of his chest, desperately trying to sort out the Pure Yang True Fire that was running wild like a tangled mess.
Within the black mist,
Jiang Yuechu watched Wang Canglan, who had suddenly come to a halt in mid-air, his face as pale as paper.
She raised an eyebrow slightly.
Hmm?
She had originally just wanted to disrupt the rhythm of that whatever Heavenly Venerable Falling Fire.
She hadn't expected it to directly plunge the opponent into such a half-dead state.
Since it had come to this,
then she wouldn't hold back...
Accompanying Moon Star Rainbow was instantly activated.
Brilliant golden light exploded within the black mist.
In the blink of an eye,
she had already appeared above Wang Canglan's head.
Her right arm suddenly swung up.
Her fair skin cracked inch by inch.
Blinding blood-colored light erupted from deep within her flesh.
Wang Canglan was terrified.
He was currently focusing all his strength on suppressing the Pure Yang backlash and couldn't spare any effort to defend himself.
He could only watch helplessly as that blood-red streak fell.
Boom—
Using her hand as a blade, Jiang Yuechu chopped down from his head; from his left shoulder to his right ribs, a massive gash deep enough to see the bone was violently torn open.
Blood surged out like a fountain.
But this was far from over.
Expressionless, Jiang Yuechu suddenly pressed down with the five fingers of her left hand in the Void Realm.
A magnificent golden seal condensed out of thin air.
Wang Canglan spat out a large mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, his body plummeting like a meteorite.
Taking advantage of the descent, Jiang Yuechu followed him closely like a shadow.
With a flick of her wrist,
nine earthy-yellow Flying Swords erupted from her body.
Wang Canglan couldn't even let out a scream.
He could only be strangled back and forth by the sword formation in mid-air like a tattered sack.
Finally,
that body, which was almost unrecognizable as human, crashed heavily into the black rocky ground of Wangchuan Valley.
Dust and smoke rose everywhere.
Jiang Yuechu slowly drifted down, hovering above the crater.
Surrounded by black mist, she indifferently looked down at the bottom of the pit.
The first disciple of the Yujing Tower, the number one Prodigy of the Eastern Region,
was currently slumped in a pool of blood like a dead dog.
Large patches of his crimson-gold skin cracked and peeled off, revealing the scorched black flesh beneath.
Deep within his chest, the Pure Yang True Fire had completely spiraled out of control.
Hearing the movement from above, he painfully turned his head.
Blood matted half of his eye.
With his remaining peripheral vision, he saw that black-clad figure slowly drifting down from the black mist.
The hem of her robes fluttered slightly in the wind.
Most of the black mist around her had dispersed, revealing her exceptionally beautiful face.
Wang Canglan's throat bobbed.
Something even hotter than the Pure Yang backlash roiled in his chest.
It was a strange sensation he had never experienced in one thousand three hundred and seventy-five years...
"You... what have you won..."
"If you had fought fairly... and hadn't used such underhanded, heterodox means..."
Wang Canglan gritted his teeth and said angrily, "How could you have beaten me..."
Jiang Yuechu stopped.
Standing at the edge of the crater, she looked down at the extremely wretched body at the bottom.
After hearing these words,
there was no ripple of emotion on her face.
She only opened her lips slightly
and spat out two words.
"Dumbass."
"..."
Hearing such a blunt insult, Wang Canglan froze completely.
One thousand three hundred and seventy-five years.
From the first day he stepped onto the path of cultivation,
he had been an existence that everyone looked up to.
The elders of the Yujing Tower used the most beautiful words to praise his talent.
His peers in the Eastern Region bowed to him with the most respectful postures.
Even those Dao Lineage The Main Seats would praise him as a "formidable youth" upon seeing him.
No one had ever
dared to say those two words to him.
Never.
"You..."
Wang Canglan wanted to retort.
But meeting those pitch-black, deep eyes,
he suddenly realized something.
In her eyes, from beginning to end, he was never an opponent worth taking seriously.
Those two words weren't meant to provoke him either.
They were her heartfelt and most honest evaluation.
This feeling
was even harder for him to accept than being defeated.
Wang Canglan's body began to tremble uncontrollably.
The conviction of invincibility that had supported him for so long developed cracks at this moment.
He didn't know how to face this situation
because he had never experienced it.
He was Wang Canglan.
The first disciple of the Yujing Tower.
A peerless Prodigy above millions in the Eastern Region.
How could he possibly lose?
The intense pain in his body had become somewhat blurred.
But the fire in his heart burned brighter and brighter.
"Do you have any idea what you've destroyed..."
His voice became hoarse: "Qingluan Mountain... that was the result of hundreds of years of my painstaking effort, Entering the Dao Through Dreams... it was my opportunity to step into the Chess Player Realm..."
"I was one step away... only one step away!"
Wang Canglan suddenly looked up, his face covered in blood, his pupils reflecting that black-clad figure.
"You fool... what do you think you're fighting against?!"