Chapter 1430: Another Trump Card |
Fang Yi still had the ability to fight a little longer, but the Fated Spear was one of his strongest techniques. His genetic energy had been all but wiped out.
He hadn't expected that Xing Yu's divine armor would be so empowering, allowing him to survive a direct blow from his Fated Spear.
"That's all there is to your fate, then. It can't crush me," Xing Yu taunted.
"As for you, your Starlit Legend doesn't seem to be that impressive, either," Fang Yi retorted, having heard what the audience members were saying.
"Ignorant fool! Those who challenge a Starlit Legend will be doomed to suffer an ignoble death," Xing Yu replied. His voice was cold and emotionless, as though he were no mere mortal but the lord of the universe who had seen his fill of mortal cycles of reincarnation and rebirth.
The next moment, he vanished.
He used a divine technique to pull Fang Yi into his void cage for a final confrontation.
The darkness approached, cold and silent.
Having faced the technique once, Fang Yi was well aware of its secrets. Stripping away light, voice, his physical body, and even his soul—all of that was trickery. The truth of the technique lay in an application of spatial force.
Fang Yi's spear took on the aspects of time and age. Temporal winds buffeted the spear, and a mysterious light began to circle the spear like lightning.
A wheel of light appeared behind Fang Yi, taking on the form of a clock. The tolling of a bell reverberated through the pocket dimension.
"[Winds of Aeon]!"
Fang Yi invoked the power of time, which revolved around his spear. Spatial force mixed with it, extending toward Fang Yi's hand and spreading throughout his body, augmenting it. The wheels of time to his back bolstered his body—but his strength didn't spread further.
"Hm?"
Fang Yi was shocked. His domain was encountering shocking resistance.
Wind and storm howled around him. The wheels of time to his back glowed with light, forming radiant halos that illuminated the sky. Formless time let out a blinding light even more piercing than the sun, wrapping around his entire body and shrouding him in a barrier of light.
Fang Yi's body distorted and split into two, as though he had been isolated from spacetime.
Xing Yu was shocked. The Starlit Legend transformation had made him far stronger than before. His control over spatial force, in particular, had deepened considerably.
He didn't expect Fang Yi to still remain capable of using his wheels of time. It was shocking to behold.
"What sort of domain is this?" Xing Yu looked toward the light that emanated from Fang Yi.
"Strike me. I'd like to feel just how strong a Starlit Legend is!" Fang Yi called out. Wind and storm whirled around him. Spatial force condensed into a moon, and Fang Yi's domain of time manifested itself around him. Even his hair turned purple, crackling with arcs of lightning.
"No one can resist fate. Die!" Xing Yu announced with absolute confidence. He unleashed his strongest attack.
The dragon's horns on his head glowed with light as two sharp blades flew out and sundered the void, the earth, and the sky. A dragon's howls shook the air.
The aura around Xing Yu was frightening in its strength. One blade shot toward Fang Yi's forehead, and the other to his abdomen.
The Starlit Horns! This was one of the manifestations of a Starlit Legend, a pair of horns with overwhelming strength that could split everything asunder.
With a low shout, Fang Yi dashed forward with his spear in hand. He launched his spear, crackling with wind and lightning, with incredible force. It sent wind howling and lightning flashing through the sky.
With his spear, he invoked chaotic energy in the form of lightning and raging wind. The spear left hundreds of afterimages in its wake.
As Xing Yu's Starlit Horns activated, countless blades of light shot forth like radiant stars.
The starlight clashed against Fang Yi's afterimages in the air. Stellar dust rained down on the two combatants. Wind, storm, and chaotic energy crackled around Fang Yi. Fang Yi's spears and the Starlit Horns struck blow after blow against each other.
Drained of genetic energy as Fang Yi was, the Starlit Horns quickly dominated. Their golden glow illuminated the heavens and formed a stellar river that shot toward Fang Yi, sending him flying. Blood seeped from his mouth.
"You don't have any more strength, do you? Failure is your fate," Xing Yu intoned. The Starlit Horns on his head shone with blinding light, forming what seemed like an elegant crown, or perhaps a nebular cloud itself. The golden starlight that illuminated Xing Yu was like a robe that proclaimed him the emperor of heaven, an undefeated legend.
As Xing Yu had stated, Fang Yi had been drained of genetic energy after their previous confrontation. The domain of time flickered around his body like a lightbulb that was about to go out.
His body was bruised and battered, his bones broken. He had suffered grievous injuries.
The younger generation of Stargods laughed. "To be able to fight Xing Yu to this extent—he's strong, but that's it."
"Isn't that so? He should be proud that a nameless cultivator like him can fight Xing Yu to this extent."
"It's a pity that Xing Yu is just too strong for him."
The members of Team Zenith glanced at each other in worry.
They knew that the Fated Spear was Fang Yi's limit—not just because of how much energy it consumed, but also because Fang Yi had no stronger attacks.
Xing Yu's Starlit Horns grew brighter and brighter. "To have forced me to my true strength—you're a fine opponent. Surrender now, and we might meet each other in the official tournament."
Fang Yi ignored Xing Yu and wiped at the blood by the corner of his mouth. "It looks like I have to show my trump card, too."
Suddenly, divine radiance seeped out from Fang Yi's body.
A small shard of rock sprayed out radiant light from within his body. It was blue one moment, royal purple the next, and ink black a moment later. Mysterious shades of light filled the arena as his body and soul began to glow, illuminating the entire virtual realm. The aura was expansive, dark, chaotic, and rampaging; it was grand and all-encompassing. All of it stemmed from that mysterious stone.
Fang Yi's domain of time glimmered brightly again.
"That's... a stone of starlit fate!"
This time, it was Zhang Lie who had spoken. He had never expected that Fang Yi would keep such a trump card even from him and the members of Team Zenith.
However, he didn't know how Fang Yi had come into possession of such an artifact.
"No, that's not it!" the audience member seated beside Zhang Lie declared.
