Chapter 463 - 417: Legend

Chapter 463: Chapter 417: Legend

And yet, her father had agreed without hesitation.

This turn of events made her bright eyes blink in succession, a hint of confusion in her gaze.

"I’m here. You don’t have to worry about a thing," Fang Yang said, his words a mix of coaxing, deception, and even a little force.

A leopard can’t change its spots.

Even though his heart had made room for Sen Hui, Fang Yang still fell back on his old tricks, layering them over his sincerity.

Under this barrage of tactics, Sen Hui felt her head spin.

In her relaxed state, she eventually closed her eyes. The corners of her mouth curved up slightly as she drifted off into a peaceful sleep in Fang Yang’s arms.

.........

「The next morning.」

Han Wu the Sub-Venerable arrived at the Bai Zhi Dojo, carrying an invitation with him.

Han Wu’s expression was calm.

"Ah Yang, Muri Guang Huang and the others have never fought you before."

"So even if they’re well aware of your incredible aptitude and boundless future, they still can’t bring themselves to accept it. What do you plan to do?"

The invitation was from Ciyu the Great Saint, inviting Fang Yang to his birthday celebration in three days.

And Ciyu the Great Saint was a Great Saint of the Muri clan—as well as Muri Guang Huang’s grandfather!

One could well imagine that this banquet would very likely be a test, a way for Light Phoenix and the others to size Fang Yang up.

Bai Zhi the Medicine Saint naturally saw this situation as clear as day.

A hint of worry crossed her face.

"Ah Yang, if you ask me, you should wait a bit longer."

"No matter what, Light Phoenix and the others are Tier Six Saints. There’s a world of difference between a Saint and a mortal."

"Once you become a Saint, you’ll be able to suppress these guys with a single thought!"

What Bai Zhi the Medicine Saint said was true. It was the advice of a seasoned and prudent elder, an extremely safe course of action.

At this moment, Han Wu the Sub-Venerable, standing to the side, offered no advice. He simply watched Fang Yang quietly.

Han Wu was comparing Fang Yang to Sen Yue. ’If it were Sen Yue, she would surely accept, then completely crush the pride of Light Phoenix and the others, leaving them beaten on the ground.’

So, what would Fang Yang choose?

Fang Yang just smiled faintly. "Don’t worry, Senior. I know what I’m doing. Besides, if I can’t even defeat Saints, what kind of Young Venerable would I be?"

In an instant, Han Wu the Sub-Venerable’s eyes lit up, while Bai Zhi the Medicine Saint’s heart trembled.

One was not called a Young Venerable simply for possessing a Celestial Destiny Mark.

Rather, it was because a Young Venerable possessed it that the Celestial Destiny Mark became so important.

...

「Three days later.」

The birthday banquet of Ciyu the Great Saint had already begun.

Under the watchful eyes of Han Wu and the other Great Saints, Fang Yang slowly made his entrance.

"I can’t believe Fang Yang actually dared to come."

"Dared to come? Hmph, the question you should be asking is what gives these juniors like Light Phoenix the nerve to look down on Fang Yang!"

"The master of the Golden Crow! The Kunpeng Ancestor! Heh, this group of juniors... truly, the ignorant are fearless."

"Hmph, even if Sen Yue were still around, she wouldn’t dare underestimate Fang Yang."

"Looking at it this way, Ciyu must want to use Fang Yang to knock Light Phoenix down a peg or two."

"That must be it. Forget Fang Yang, just the White Tiger Demon Lord alone is enough to crush them so thoroughly they’ll never get back up..."

The Great Saints quickly exchanged their opinions, swiftly reaching a consensus.

Han Wu didn’t say much. He simply stood silently among the clouds, looking down upon the world’s vicissitudes. He was like the center of the heavens and the earth, a presence that no Great Saint dared to ignore.

...

The Ciyu Dojo was vast and expansive.

Its gates were towering and majestic, and a crowd of heroes had gathered within.

Light Phoenix, Hei Liwu, Sen You...

One by one, the Saints of the younger generation appeared. Some were cloaked in divine light, some had brilliant wings, and others had captivating gazes.

They all waited in silence, absorbing the essence of the sun and moon and manifesting their Divine Techniques. Each possessed a Sacred Artifact, making them all quite extraordinary.

TAP, TAP TAP...

Under the gazes of the multitude, the sound of footsteps approached.

In a flash, all the young Saints opened their eyes, looking down with ferocious expressions, as if to intimidate the newcomer.

In an instant, a Golden Ocean spread out, boundless and measureless. Its waves surged violently, a magnificent sight to behold.

A soul-shaking cry rang out as the waves struck the heavens. An immense black fish shot out from the water, its length spanning untold thousands of miles, churning the entire Golden Ocean.

A terrifying aura was unleashed, shaking the heavens and the earth, instantly destroying the Divine Techniques the young Saints had laid out.

Not only that, but the black fish leaped up and transformed into a golden Dapeng, soaring straight up into the sky. Its power was monstrous and overwhelming, as if it could refine all of creation and split the heavens and earth apart.

With a loud BANG, it shattered all the restrictive seals!

’How can this be?!’

Sen You’s face changed drastically in disbelief.

But faced with that majestic and overwhelming power, he could no longer control the worldly energy with his Dharma Aspect. Left with no choice, he was forced to retreat.

Sen You, Yuxuan, Dongfang Moran...

One after another, the young Saints fell back, not daring to look the newcomer in the eye.

In the end, only Muri Guang Huang and Hei Liwu were left, barely holding their ground at the front, though they too were on the verge of collapsing.

SCREEE—

Suddenly, another change occurred within the Golden Ocean. A peculiar cry echoed out, its sound like a tsunami, or like the beating of a heavenly drum—muffled and startling.

Hot! So hot! Incredibly hot!

As the Great Sun Golden Crow slowly rose, poised to spread its wings and fly, Hei Liwu’s heart trembled. He sighed and retreated.

At this moment, only Muri Guang Huang remained.

’I refuse... I refuse to lose to some brat.’

Muri Guang Huang gritted her teeth, her petite body erupting with immense power.

She let out a furious roar and, with both hands, lifted the black coffin before her high into the air.

Runes poured out like the sea, and the rhythm of the Light Dao flowed rapidly, attempting to seize control of the worldly energy in the area and take back the initiative!

The difference between a Saint and a mortal came down to two things: the gap between their energies—True Essence versus a Saint’s—and the gap in their control over the power of heaven and earth.

And the gap in controlling worldly power was determined by the contest of Dharma Aspect Level.

Right now, Fang Yang’s Great Sun Golden Crow Dharma Aspect was already at its peak. Not only that, but it was enhanced by the lingering rhythm of the Donghuang Chaos Bell and bolstered by the insights of the Great Sun Dragon Lady.

At this moment, Muri Guang Huang wasn’t just fighting Fang Yang, but the Great Sun Dragon Lady as well!

BANG—

The void shattered, mountains crumbled, and everything seemed to return to nothingness.

The webbing between Muri Guang Huang’s thumb and forefinger split open, and her body stumbled backward uncontrollably.

As she stared at Fang Yang, who was still advancing step by step, her face was filled with utter disbelief.

’Beaten?’

’She was beaten just like that?’

Although it was merely a clash of auras and neither of them had used their strongest Divine Techniques.

But she was a Saint!

"Living in your own little world, and you still don’t know how to treat an honored guest?!"

A mighty, stern cry suddenly boomed from the heavens.

The world shook, and black feathers drifted down from the sky, calming all the tremors and causing the mountain gates to gradually restore themselves.

That cry also snapped Muri Guang Huang back to her senses.

At this moment, Light Phoenix, Hei Liwu, Sen You, Chen Kui, and the other Saints of the younger generation gazed at Fang Yang’s back, every one of them lost in silence.

’With such strength, even Sen Yue at the same realm would likely fall short, right?’

It seemed that even without the complete Celestial Destiny Mark, Fang Yang had already entered the domain of a Young Venerable, his combat power reaching the heavens!

Meanwhile, the various Great Saints wore looks of gratification.

Amidst the turmoil in the Great Xuan Dynasty and the chaos in the Ten Thousand Flames Hall, their Golden Clan had still produced an exceptionally outstanding young leader.

In a way, wasn’t this just another form of "The heavens are on our side"?

...

After that day, the Thunder Saint Academy was in an uproar once again.

It was all because the story of how Fang Yang had suppressed the younger generation of Saints all by himself had spread.

The entire Saint Institute was in an uproar. Many people even began to feel a sense of worship toward Fang Yang.

It was too ridiculous.

One had to remember that Muri Guang Huang was the top ranker on the last Celestial Ranking.

And yet, she was still suppressed by Fang Yang.

Fang Min was filled with pride, Nanyu collapsed in despair, and Zhang Ye was silent.

Following this, Fang Yang smoothly shed his status as a student of the Thunder Saint Academy.

He had already become a legend among the students, a figure countless people looked up to!