Chapter 447: Ang Xiao: Shameless!
âBoom!â
With a thunderous explosion, LĂŒ Yang and ăTrue Lord Cheng Tian Zheng Deă vanished from the mortal world at the same instant, replaced by two blazing stars upon the firmament.
ăWall Earthă.
ăOverturning Lamp Fireă!
In that instant, visions appeared across the four realms of the world. Countless houses and palaces suddenly burst alight with flames within their halls.
Some fires were quickly extinguished.
Some grew ever fiercer.
Scenes like these rose and fell across the land without end. Each blazeâs outcome triggered ripples of resonance between the two Heavenly Fruitional Ranks.
Moreover, all cultivators who practiced ăWall Earthă or ăOverturning Lamp Fireă had their eyes turn red. The clash of Dao Lordsâ resonances directly influenced them, driving them into frenzied combat. Only Foundation Establishment True Persons could barely keep their clarity under such pressure.
Yet these were only the surface signs.
They were not even intentionally caused by LĂŒ Yang or ăTrue Lord Cheng Tian Zheng Deăâmerely the collision of their Fruitional Rank visions had already thrown the world into chaos.
âClang! Clang!â
The sword light of ăTrue Lord Cheng Tian Zheng Deă fell, carrying no sharpnessâonly a mountain-like weight, an indescribable oppression.
In an instant, LĂŒ Yangâs movements halted completely.
ăWall Earthă: its qi dwelled in closure, its nature in concealmentâhiding form and sealing body, inside and outside unlinked. Its Fruitional Rank itself was the supreme method of suppression and sealing!
And ăTrue Lord Cheng Tian Zheng Deăâs sword intent, born of this resonance, was likewise the blade without edgeâwithout sharpness, yet heavy as Mount Tai. At that moment it crashed upon LĂŒ Yang, making his Dharma Body feel as if burdened by mountains and rivers, his mana as if bearing the weight of seasâhe could not move at all!
âGot him!â
At that moment, ăTrue Lord Cheng Tian Zheng Deă formed a hand seal with his other hand; golden light condensed upon his sword tip, piercing straight toward LĂŒ Yangâs brow.
âăHeaven-Cloud Sun-Bearing Marvel Artă!â
Cloud represented Earth-Yangâwhen fallen to ground it became mountain, qi transforming from floating to substantial soil. Now it struck into LĂŒ Yangâs crown, seeking to seal even his consciousness!
Then he would be left at his mercy.
At that instant LĂŒ Yangâs plight reached its peak of perilâstanding undefended before ăTrue Lord Cheng Tian Zheng Deă, completely unable to counter.
Yet at that very breath, a black dot suddenly surfaced upon LĂŒ Yangâs brow. In a blink it expanded, manifesting a vast and solemn palace that stood between him and the descending sword light, cutting off the divine brilliance of that ăHeaven-Cloud Sun-Bearing Marvel Artă.
ăYama Hallă!
In that moment, radiance flowed from LĂŒ Yangâs entire being, dazzling and resplendent, making him seem like a deity descended, washing away all shackles upon his body.
âCrack!â
With a clear shattering sound, LĂŒ Yang staggered back a step. The seal imposed by ăTrue Lord Cheng Tian Zheng Deă upon him broke apart with it.
Almost at the same time, he too completed his hand seal.
âHu!â
LĂŒ Yang opened his mouth, and a stream of flame shot forth between his teeth. Meeting the wind, it swelled instantly into a sea of blinding fire.
Within that sea, waves rose layer upon layer; myriad colors overlapped and intertwined until they condensed into a single spark of blueâbright as the heavens themselves. It gave ăTrue Lord Cheng Tian Zheng Deă no chance to retreat or evadeâat the instant of its arising, it already blazed upon him.
âăUpper Radiant Golden-Cup Jade Lightă!â
That blue flame seemed tiny, yet carried an image of indestructibility, bursting upon ăTrue Lord Cheng Tian Zheng Deăâs Dharma Body into countless dazzling lights.
âBoom!â
The two powers clashed without restraint; mana upheaved through the Thirty-Six Layers of Gang Clouds, even shattering stray meteors in the outer sky.
For a while, stars fell like rain, and heavenly fire streaked across the firmament.
As the two instigators, however, ăTrue Lord Cheng Tian Zheng Deă and LĂŒ Yang had already withdrawn their divine powers, standing opposite each other across a celestial river.
In the next breath, both fixed their hand seals, and across the four realms cultivators of ăWall Earthă suddenly found their mana self-combusting, their Dharma Bodies wounded; while those of ăOverturning Lamp Fireă were mysteriously restrained, unable to moveâinstantly, countless new slaughters erupted.
Such was the Dao Lordsâ means.
Just now, both had diverted the backlash from their Fruitional Rank visions into the Foundation and Qi-Refining cultivators beneath their respective lineages.
Of course, this transfer only applied to Fruitional Rank phenomenaâ
Such as the sealing of ăWall Earthă, or the burning of ăOverturning Lamp Fireă; true, physical damage could not be shifted away.
Seeing this, ăTrue Lord Cheng Tian Zheng Deăâs expression grew ever darker.
âSo familiar with the way Dao Lords duelâthis really is Hong Yun⊠No, even moreâhe seems to understand my methods as well as I do!â
That was what he could not comprehend. His sword intent complemented ăWall Earthă perfectly; a sudden strike usually caught foes off guard, seizing the advantage. Yet LĂŒ Yang had clearly preparedâhe not only evaded the killing blow but even turned it against him.
âFortunately, my cultivation is higher.â
ăTrue Lord Cheng Tian Zheng Deă was long used to setbacks; though his sword had failed, he did not despair: âFalse Golden Positionâultimately, not a true Golden Core!â
At that instant, brilliance surged skyward from his body.
A familiar sensation instantly arose in LĂŒ Yangâs heartâakin to the ăObstruction of Knowledge and Viewă. Not the same thing, but of similar mystery and level.
It was the unique marvel of ăWall Earthă:
ăRising of Palaces and Hallsă!
In a moment, clouds rolled behind ăTrue Lord Cheng Tian Zheng Deă, parting to reveal a resplendent, majestic palace.
LĂŒ Yang saw only crimson gates flung open, golden studs glittering like stars; within, deep corridors and lofty towers rose. Pillars as thick as several menâs embrace were lacquered in vermilion and dusted with gold; the floors paved in dark jade tiles polished to a mirror sheen, rising layer upon layer toward a towering imperial throne.
Upon that throne sat ăTrue Lord Cheng Tian Zheng Deă himself.
All around, pavilions and halls enclosed him at the center, shielding him completelyâevery foreign force was repelled beyond the palace bounds.
âBoom!â
Two streams of light crossed. This time LĂŒ Yangâs flesh burst apart, half his Dharma Body shorn away by a single stroke from ăTrue Lord Cheng Tian Zheng Deă, tumbling amid the sea of clouds.
Meanwhile, though he should have borne LĂŒ Yangâs counterstrike head-on, ăTrue Lord Cheng Tian Zheng Deă remained wholly unscathedâthe mana striking him was drawn into those layered palatial visions, refined from great to small, from small to nothing, vanishing utterly!
âJust like the ăObstruction of Knowledge and Viewă!â
LĂŒ Yang understood. This was the profound essence of Heavenly Fruitional Ranksâmysteries of the highest order, only accessible through oneâs inner Cave Heaven.
âăOverturning Lamp Fireă has one too⊠but I canât use it.â
Such were the limits of false possession of a Golden Position; without truly forming a Cave Heaven, one could not manifest the genuine profundity of a Fruitional Rank.
LĂŒ Yang circulated his mana to reconstruct his Dharma Body.
With a breath he spat forth again the ăUpper Radiant Golden-Cup Jade Lightă, yet once more it was dissolved into nothing by the layered palace visions.
âItâs useless. Forcing me to this point, all your divine arts are meaningless before meâyou have only one road left: defeat and death!â ăTrue Lord Cheng Tian Zheng Deă sneered.
âBoom!â
Another thunderclap. LĂŒ Yang was struck again, his foe not only blocking all outer attacks but also sealing his own qi, hiding his form within void and gloom. By the time LĂŒ Yang sensed him, the sword had already fallen.
âCrack!â
Another stroke flashed by; one of LĂŒ Yangâs arms flew skyward, bursting into blood and flame, masking his true bodyâs retreat as he re-formed himself once more.
But ăTrue Lord Cheng Tian Zheng Deă pressed closer with every step, giving him no breath to recover.
âClang!â
Yet another slash came, drawing fresh bloodlight.
Facing this, LĂŒ Yang instead grinned, the corner of his lips curling as he shouted aloud, âAng Xiao! Why arenât you here helping me yet?!â
ăTrue Lord Cheng Tian Zheng Deă: â???â
ăAng Xiaoă: ââŠâ
At that very moment within the Nether Realm, ăAng Xiaoă cursed aloudâfor LĂŒ Yang, while calling for aid, was simultaneously reversing the flow of ăStar-Earthă!
He was forcing him to intervene!
âShameless!â
Though he swore, ăAng Xiaoă dared not delay his action.
In the next instant, ăTrue Lord Cheng Tian Zheng Deăâwho had just been preparing to strike againâsuddenly froze, blank minded, with only one bewildered thought remaining:
âWhat⊠was I about to do?â