Chapter 2271 - 2272: Giant

Upon seeing Yang Fei, everyone was overjoyed and surrounded him warmly.

Xue Mingtai sighed and murmured.

"Thank heaven, you're finally back. The heavy burden of Yinxue Tower, I can hardly support it."

Yang Fei chuckled and spat at Xue Mingtai.

"Spineless, how am I supposed to entrust Yinxue Tower to you in the future?"

Xue Mingtai was startled upon hearing this.

"What? You want to hand over Yinxue Tower to me?"

Yang Fei lazily looked at Xue Mingtai.

"What, you don't want it? This is the legacy our adoptive father left behind."

Xue Mingtai, the charming nobleman who despises mundane affairs, was rendered speechless by Yang Fei's words.

Sooner or later, Yang Fei would have to break into the Central Kunlun Divine Realm.

By then, this great enterprise of Yinxue Tower couldn't be left without an heir.

Yang Fei knew Xue Mingtai's temperament and secretly found it amusing, so he changed the subject.

"Where is Blood Asura? That little rascal dares to challenge my Yinxue Tower, she must be taught a lesson."

Everyone exchanged glances upon hearing this.

Though Yang Fei possessed boundless Divine Skills, Blood Asura was no pushover; with the Hell Scripture's divine powers, she might even outmatch Tang Qianjue.

If Yang Fei goes to battle and loses, it would mean the end of Yinxue Tower as a prominent symbol.

Not only would Yang Fei's reputation plummet, but even the prestige Yinxue Tower painstakingly gathered would vanish.

Seeing the hesitation and fear in everyone's expressions, Yang Fei frowned.

"I understand, you're afraid I can't afford to lose, but rest assured, I'm not that incompetent."

After saying this, Yang Fei strode forward confidently.

He could already faintly sense the presence of Blood Asura beneath the entrance of Yinxue Tower.

Underneath Yinxue Tower's gateway, a fat monk sat like a towering figure on a several-tons-heavy bronze bell, muttering scripture with clasped hands.

Blood Asura, holding an umbrella, stood elegantly beside him.

However, her face was icy, and even the temperature around her dropped below freezing.

At that moment, Blood Asura sensed something and looked up towards Silver Snow Building's inner courtyard, her eyes shooting icy glints like sharp arrows.

In the courtyard, Yang Fei strode out, walking straight to the fat monk.

He tilted his head, eyeing the fat monk up and down.

The fat monk ignored him, continuing to recite the Buddhist Scripture under his breath.

"Monk, why are you blocking my doorway?"

Yang Fei didn't get angry; he curiously looked at the monk.

The fat monk finally opened his eyes, gave Yang Fei a slight glance, and then slightly squinted, ignoring Yang Fei further.

Yang Fei smiled and didn't get angry, but slowly approached the monk.

The audience outside Yinxue Tower watched anxiously as Yang Fei's slender figure approached the larger-than-life monk.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the ground rumbled like thunder, and the bronze bell beneath the fat monk inexplicably lifted into the air as if a monster suddenly appeared beneath it.

The audience outside Yinxue Tower gasped in amazement.

It turned out that at some unknown time, a giant earthen figure had appeared on the ground.

The giant's entire body shimmered with a yellow Divine Light, slowly emerging from the ground, as tall as a building or two.

Everyone's eyes nearly popped out in shock.

With the resurgence of Spiritual Energy, such secret Taoist Laws were no longer out of reach for ordinary people.

However, for Yang Fei to summon a giant in an instant was something that inspired awe in everyone.

The fat monk roared, jumped off the giant, and raised the five to six-ton bronze bell in his hands.

This was the power of the Myriad Realms, capable of shaping soil into human form and breathing wind into existence.

Even after mastering a secret Cultivation Technique, the fat monk could not defeat this giant.

But just then, the giant raised a mountain-sized palm, slammed it towards the fat monk, capturing both the monk and the bell in its grasp.

The fat monk roared, and a dragon shape appeared on his body, with claws and teeth, permeating throughout him, half concealed behind him.

Yang Fei's gaze focused intently.

The cultivation technique the fat monk used wasn't part of the Nine Realms Divine Power; it seemed somewhat like Long Xiaoshuai's Heavenly Dragon Power.

Bang!

The giant's hand was directly shattered by the fat monk, leaving only a bare wrist.

However, whether the fat monk had mastered the Heavenly Dragon Power or was a dragon himself, escaping from Yang Fei's Earthen Giant was impossible.

The moment the giant's hand shattered, another one grew in its place and grasped the fat monk unsparingly.

The fat monk was like Sun Wukong in the Buddha's palm; no matter how he struggled, he couldn't escape.

And the giant's enormous strength gradually deformed the bronze bell it held.

Entangled with the dragon form, the fat monk was barely able to resist, but he was trapped, unable to move, and roared in rage, failing to break free.

With hands behind his back, Yang Fei stood aside, watching the fat monk with a smile.

"Monk, if you kowtow thrice, I will spare you."

"Otherwise, one strike of the Earthly Divine Thunder will ensure you're blasted to pieces."

As he spoke, a thunderous light burst from the giant's mouth, shooting directly towards the fat monk.

Trapped in the giant's palm, the fat monk watched as the Earthly Divine Thunder approached, roaring in despair.

"Blood Asura, will you really stand by and do nothing?"

It was only then that Blood Asura slowly closed her umbrella.

With a casual wave of her hand, a fan-shaped storm whipped fiercely towards the giant.

Bang!

The Earthly Divine Thunder from the giant's mouth dissipated instantly.

The next moment, the giant's wheel-sized eyes gradually closed, collapsed into soft, fresh earth, piling up like a small mountain.

Yang Fei suddenly felt his mental connection with the giant vanish.

Although Blood Asura destroyed his spell with a single move, he wasn't angry.

"Your Divine Skills are passable, but this is just an appetizer. Let me show you my true abilities."

Yang Fei said, initiating the Thousand Extremes Sword Formation, causing hundreds of sword lights to swarm towards Blood Asura, the sword winds howling fiercely.

Blood Asura snorted, opened her folding fan, and gently shook it, like a noble prince of old.

"The light of a mere grain, yet it shines brightly, let me show you the might of my Hell Divine Power."

With a light shake of her folding fan, a storm arose out of nowhere.

Within the storm, countless sharp whistling noises could be heard.

One could faintly see hundreds of long swords and blades mixed within, all formed from Blood Asura's Spiritual Energy.

These countless weapons formed a barrier, instantly blocking the Thousand Extremes Sword Formation.