"If the Black Light Martial Saint encounters me, his fate is sealed—death."
"Besides, although you all have never been to Skylight City, haven’t you already investigated everything through reliable channels? The battle between Lu Changsheng and the Black Light Martial Saint—truth be told, their strengths weren’t vastly different. Lu Changsheng relied on the bizarre nature of his divine skills, forcibly exhausting the Black Light Martial Saint to death."
"But against me? Hmph, for Lu Changsheng, things won’t be that easy this time. The only question now is: can we pin him down? Have you prepared the formation at your sect? Once I injure Lu Changsheng, you must not let him escape. Otherwise, if he hides away for a few years, with his level of talent, how will we have peace in the future?"
"When you cut grass, you must pull out the roots! Since we’ve decided to act, we absolutely cannot allow Lu Changsheng to leave Joy Sect alive!"
Fang Yi’s gaze grew colder.
Upon learning that Lu Changsheng had fought his way from the Martial Saint Mansion to Joy Sect, Fang Yi did not flee immediately.
Instead, he remained extraordinarily calm, investigating Lu Changsheng’s situation.
Now, he was certain that Lu Changsheng’s strength was just as rumored.
At best, comparable to an ordinary Martial Saint.
He was confident he could suppress Lu Changsheng, maybe even injure him.
But he wasn’t entirely sure if he could keep Lu Changsheng from escaping.
These past days, he had been tirelessly setting up methods to trap Lu Changsheng.
"Patriarch, we’ve completed all preparations."
"Once Lu Changsheng steps into Joy Sect, he won’t be able to escape!"
Fang Yi was very pleased.
Then, he resumed indulging in pleasure with two women.
Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a few more days had gone by.
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A streak of radiant energy appeared over Joy City.
Lu Changsheng stood high above, overlooking Joy Sect below.
Lu Changsheng faintly sensed that Joy Sect had set up a formation.
However, this didn’t surprise him.
It had taken him ten days to fly from the Martial Saint Mansion to Joy Sect.
But communication through messengers took mere moments.
The Martial Saint Mansion had spies planted by Fang Yi.
Fang Yi must have known he was coming long ago.
Of course, there would be some preparations in place.
But setting up an array formation was actually good news.
At least Fang Yi hadn’t fled.
The fact that Lu Changsheng’s ascension to Martial Saint wasn’t yet known to Joy Sect?
This was an advantage!
At least, Lu Changsheng didn’t need to worry about Fang Yi running away.
If Fang Yi had been scared off and fled...
Lu Changsheng would have had to scour the world to find him, chasing him down. That would’ve been troublesome.
And if he couldn’t find Fang Yi, all of his efforts would’ve been wasted.
Lu Changsheng extended his senses slightly.
He immediately sensed the Martial Saint Fang Yi within Joy Sect.
At this moment, Fang Yi was boldly sitting in the main hall as if nothing was amiss.
Suddenly, Fang Yi snapped his eyes open and looked up sharply toward the sky.
Fang Yi shot out from the main hall in an instant, appearing in the void.
Step by step, he advanced, facing Lu Changsheng from hundreds of feet away, locked in a standoff.
"You must be Lu Zun?"
Fang Yi said lightly.
"Ancestor of Joy Sect, Martial Saint Fang Yi!"
Lu Changsheng responded.
Fang Yi shook his head slightly and said, "Lu Zun, just because you slew the Black Light Martial Saint, do you truly think every Martial Saint in the world is as weak as he was?"
"Today, you’ve come to my Joy Sect, but I fear you won’t be able to leave!"
Fang Yi finished speaking.
The Sacred Body materialized.
Fang Yi’s Sacred Body was forged from a foundation of great divine power.
The overwhelming might far surpassed that of the Black Light Martial Saint.
As Fang Yi’s Sacred Body manifested, its entire aura bore down mightily on Lu Changsheng.
But the pressure from a Sacred Body—how immense was it?
Its mere presence sent shockwaves through the entirety of Joy City.
Everyone raised their heads, looking up at the sky with awe.
"That’s... the Ancestor’s Sacred Body?"
"It’s absolutely confirmed; it’s the Sacred Body of our Joy Sect’s Patriarch! Why would Martial Saint Fang reveal his Sacred Body now?"
"The one facing Patriarch Fang seems to be another martial artist—who is he?"
"For someone to make Martial Saint Fang display his Sacred Body, that person must also be a Martial Saint. I can’t believe we’re witnessing a clash between Martial Saints here in Joy City!"
Many onlookers were struck with disbelief.
A duel of Martial Saints!
Something so rare it was almost mythical.
Who would’ve thought they’d get the chance to witness such a thing in person today?
In the void, Fang Yi stood brimming with confidence.
The Sacred Body’s manifestation was an act of sheer dominance.
If Lu Changsheng were merely a Divine Power Martial Artist, his three Infinite Divine Powers would hardly stand a chance.
You could tell just by the radiance of Fang Yi’s Sacred Body.
However, Lu Changsheng was no longer merely in the Divine Power Realm.
He had already ascended to Martial Saint!
Lu Changsheng had no interest in wasting any more words.
He abruptly raised his hand and struck out.
A single punch from Lu Changsheng erupted forth.
Though it seemed unassuming, as the punch landed, a Chaos Sacred Body of over a hundred feet in height arose behind Lu Changsheng.
The one-hundred-foot Sacred Body bore an overwhelming advantage compared to Fang Yi’s mere tens of feet.
"That’s... a Sacred Body!"
"And a one-hundred-foot Sacred Body at that?"
Fang Yi’s heart trembled.
A one-hundred-foot Sacred Body!
And the crushing force it exuded—it was suffocating.
At that moment, Fang Yi clearly realized that Lu Changsheng was no longer a Divine Power Martial Artist; he had become a Martial Saint!
A genuine Martial Saint!
Lu Changsheng possessed three powerful Infinite Divine Skills.
To forge a Sacred Body based on such divine skills was a feat of terrifying magnitude.
How monstrous would that power be?
At this moment, Fang Yi felt his will to resist evaporate almost entirely.
He had to escape immediately!
Otherwise, he would unquestionably die!
This truth was undeniable.
But now, even fleeing was too late for Fang Yi.
Lu Changsheng’s punch embodied the full force of his Chaos Sacred Body.
It was imbued with the Five Elements Decomposition Divine Power.
Moreover, that power was amplified three hundredfold by the Enlightenment Decomposition Divine Power.
How catastrophic was such power?