Volume 1 Chapter 90: A Temple in Ruins

  Suddenly found that many book friends in the comment section of Sanren's books have not appeared, and it seems to be silently supporting from behind. It's a pity that everyone can discuss more about the plot or Sanren's mistakes in writing process.

  Just now still planning to deal with others, turned around and was killed by others, this change came too fast.

  Yang Jiutian stared at the bird in front of him, which was engulfed in flames all over its body. He was shocked and inwardly cursed Jin Lao to death.

  Is this the Nirvana Realm's Bi Fang Divine Bird you were talking about? If he is a divine being, then what am I?

  But he was too late to make a sound, and Bi Fang suddenly made his move.

  Bang!

  A cluster of scarlet flames formed a gigantic claw that pressed down brutally.

  Yang Jiutian knew that now was the most critical moment, he himself would be killed at any time, so for the sake of his life, he fought desperately.

  His primordial spirit leapt out from the top of his head, emitting a wild and ancient aura that was supreme and unmatched. From his primordial spirit, an aura radiated outward, with a bird's head and human body, draped in feathered robes, shining with golden light and overflowing colors, causing the entire temple to instantly become resplendent beyond measure.

  Boom!

  A surging aura, the power of a Transcendent Ancestor, was unleashed without reserve, shaking the entire city of Giant Wind. One by one, cultivators and ordinary people were shocked, staring at the center of the city, where a vast energy fluctuation spread across the sky, giving off an apocalyptic atmosphere.

  "What's going on? The Temple of the Sun God has actually erupted into a great war?"

  "Rumors of the world, for many years, all temples have been safe and sound, could it be that today will break this myth?"

  "Go and take a look, what kind of person is this, so bold, to actually dare to make a move in the Temple of the Sun God, really can't live with it!"

  Calling friends and discussing, the surging crowd suddenly rushed towards the direction of the Temple of the Sun God. Even ordinary people living in the City of Giant Winds were excited and eager to watch the commotion, which is a natural human instinct that exists everywhere.

  At the moment when Yang Jiutian moved, the entire Sun God Temple was boiling. A series of escaping lights rose from each hall and then shuttled over, filling the void with whooshing sounds that tore through the air.

  Collapse!

  Finally, even the temple built with pure Yang purple copper could not withstand the power of the Yangjiu Tianhua Sheng realm, and completely exploded, quickly becoming a ruin.

  "Bi Fang, although you are an undying realm existence, wanting to take my life is still impossible. You should retreat now and consider it wise. If you insist on going forward, the majesty of my Sun God Temple is not something anyone can provoke. Even if you're an undying level existence, you'll have to pay a terrible price!"

  Yang Jiutian relied on the void to ride the sky, and a sacred light radiated from behind his head. His cultivation method seemed to merge with the majestic sun at the horizon. A large amount of solar energy descended from the heavens, and in just a few breaths, the entire Giant Wind City seemed to return to the ancient barbaric era of ten days hanging in the sky.

  A wisp of true sun fire was actually ignited in the void, scorching the air and distorting nothingness. The prestige of this temple master is not ordinary.

  "Haha, joke, when can a small figure in the Realm of Transcendence threaten an undying existence? Yang Jiu Tian, you're seeking death!"

  The male bird stood proudly in the high sky, outside the atmosphere, and even the distant sun seemed to be his accompaniment. His massive body had fully expanded to over a dozen zhang high, emitting a thick sense of majesty.

  Wang Qian had never seen Bi Fang's bird so powerful and majestic, completely dominating the void, suppressing the vast expanse of the sky, and its eternal existence was not just a boast.

  The battle began, and Yang Jiutian's Yuanshen burst out, displaying the most powerful strength, and he performed the essence of his lifelong cultivation.

  The primordial spirit with the body of a bird and human head burst forth with a million feet of red light, vaguely revealing a golden crow's virtual shadow rising behind him, like an ancient emperor ruling over the three realms and six paths, unleashing an aura of invincibility.

  "The True Classic of the Sun, the Supreme Fist of the Heavenly Emperor!"

  The sound wave was vast, and Yang Jiutian's primordial spirit suddenly expanded wirelessly, and it was almost identical to the shape of the Bi Fang bird. He immediately launched a powerful ancient divine ability.

  Rumor has it that in the ancient era of Honghuang, a tribe of three-legged golden crows once gave birth to an emperor of heaven, who established the ancient heavenly court and ruled over the three realms with supreme power.

  The True Scripture of the Sun is the extraordinary skill that has been passed down from him, and now it has finally appeared in Yang Jiu Tian's hands.

  One move, one style, dominating the world with a strong imperial commander's aura, all realms surrendering, living beings kneeling in worship, majestic and shocking, powerful and unmatched.

  Bi Fang coldly laughed and faced Yang Jiu Tian's powerful killing technique, which was executed with his Yuan Shen. He remained expressionless, and there was even a hint of lightness and casualness to it.

  Hiss!

  A large amount of solar energy was drained, and the entire giant wind city cooled down. A large amount of fire-traveling energy was condensed by the Bee Fang bird, forming an extraordinary divine claw. The texture is dense, the ancient rhyme flows, giving people a feeling as if they have returned to the ancient era of barbarism. A Bee Fang fierce bird that traverses the nine heavens and ten lands, unleashes thunder and lightning, killing the gods of the nine heavens and ten lands for thousands of miles.

  The fiery red divine claw, obscured the sky and sun, wherever it passed, the void was thoroughly shattered, a large area of black energy surged wildly, many cultivators who came to watch the battle, accidentally rubbed against it, and more than a dozen people were instantly annihilated, their deaths extremely tragic.

  Boom!

  A gigantic fist, branded with ancient scriptures, shone with the mysterious imperial way, and clashed fiercely with the flame god claw of the Phoenix Bird.

  Stars fell, the earth sank, and two people were fighting in mid-air, but the destructive power was too great. The Temple of the Sun God, which was already unable to withstand the weight, was completely erased from the earth.

  In an instant, countless monks were crushed by the violent shockwave, their internal organs shattered, their souls annihilated, and they died completely.

  A shrill cry of despair echoed through the air, and everyone was shocked. Although they had been retreating one after another in the face of Yang Jiutian and Bi Fang's battle, fearing that their bodies would be destroyed by the invincible power, they still focused intently on this shocking battle.

  Translating to English:

  A cultivator who has reached the Realm of Divine Transformation is already a figure on the level of an Old Ancestor, just like Yang Ninth Heaven in Giant Wind City, who belongs to the realm of legend. Few people have seen him. Not to mention that there is also an Immortal Realm divine bird. This kind of battle, as long as one has good comprehension, can gain inspiration from their battles and make great progress in cultivation. Such things are not uncommon in the cultivation world.

  So many practitioners are eager to come and watch the excitement.

  Under the absolute gap in cultivation, no matter how invincible and ancient the cultivation method is, it will still end in defeat. Yang Jiutian is a prime example of this. His cultivation and Bi Fang's are worlds apart, with an insurmountable difference between the Immortal Realm and the Transcendent Realm. This is a qualitative difference, a deeper understanding of the Heavenly Dao. Trying to fight across realms is almost impossible.

  Wang Qian was the one who truly saw the real Bi Fang, and as soon as he made his move, the infinite dao rhythm flowed, and just by condensing that flame claw earlier, he felt the vast and boundless fire dao from above. Compared to Bi Fang's dao realm, Wang Qian found that his own understanding of either the Suffering Sea Dao or the Golden Bridge's Golden Dao was far too inferior, like clouds and mud.

  In the midst of a tragic cry, Yang Jiu Tian's originally majestic and powerful body fell heavily from mid-air, landing with a thud. What was even more severe was that his primordial spirit had been severely injured by Bi Fang earlier. The Heavenly Emperor Fist was an invincible divine technique, containing many mysterious grand dao, but Yang Jiu Tian's cultivation at the Transcendent Realm was still extremely shallow. In his exchange with Bi Fang, Yang Jiu Tian's understanding of the Dao was completely outdone, and this kind of injury to the Dao was the most severe for a cultivator, directly damaging their foundation, soul, and striking at the very source of their being. How tragic!

  Bi Fang gained the upper hand and showed no mercy, so he decided to pursue the remaining courage of the enemy. With a swift movement, a fiery line appeared out of thin air, shooting down from the void and arriving in front of Yang Jiu Tian in an instant. A mouthful of flames was spat out, and the master of the Sun God Temple, who had reached the realm of Nirvana, died on the spot. His flesh and blood were reduced to ashes, leaving behind a crystal-clear skeleton. The skeleton of the old ancestor of Nirvana had been refined to a terrifying level, with a subtle aura flowing through his bones, making it suitable for forging magical treasures. It was a top-grade material, comparable to the likes of Red Practice Copper and other divine materials.

  Bi Fang was too ferocious, this battle, from start to finish, was just a dozen breaths of time. From Wang Qian and his sudden arrival at the Sun God Temple through the void, the great war began, three moves, two moves, Yang Jiu Tian was killed.

  "Ah! The master of the mansion is actually dead!"

  "Quickly escape, even the master of the temple is no match for it, staying here is seeking death!"

  One by one, the monks wearing the long robes of the Temple of the Sun God began to flee wildly.

  It's too late!

  Wang Qian took a step forward and directly appeared in front of a middle-aged elder who was flustered, this person was also a Yuan Tai realm cultivator, but his breath was not very stable, it's possible that he had just broken through this realm not long ago, and compared to Jin Lao, he was much inferior.

  "Hey, where are you going? Hand over the crystal on your body!"

  Wang Qian burst into a loud, maniacal laughter, his massive palm sweeping across the sky. Under the force of his brutal power, his entire body erupted with dazzling blue light, like a giant blue sun advancing forward, raising his hand and striking down fiercely!

  A series of movements, fast to the point of incredibility. This monk had originally seen a Foundation Building cultivator come to intercept him and was full of disdain, wanting to kill this small fry before escaping.

  But before the mocking smile at the corner of his mouth had fallen, he found himself greatly mistaken. A huge pressure came rushing over him, and then everything went black in front of him. A cyan palm print appeared clearly, with a hint of mysterious and profound aura, transcending the horizontal crossing of the Tao rhyme, bursting forth in glory.

  Pfft!

  It was too fast, Wang Qian's move this time had no other intention but to be swift. Then he went all out and burst forth with all his physical strength, divine power, magical power, and spiritual energy, concentrating everything together for a frantic strike.

  This move was effective, and the middle-aged cultivator's physical body was blown up on the spot. A dazzling primordial fetus flew out of his head, stirring up a wave of frantic law power as it tried to escape.

  "Where is he going?"

  With a cold snort, Wang Qian grasped and pulled out a dazzling golden bridge, like a sharp sword piercing the sky, directly penetrating the forehead of the Yuan Tai realm cultivator. The light immediately dimmed, and this Yuan Tai realm cultivator was brutally exploded in body and soul, his spiritual intelligence annihilated.

  Looking at the crystal-clear Yuan Tai in his hand, vivid and lifelike, a miniature version of a human being, emitting pure energy aura, Wang Qian was delighted. A cultivator's Yuan Tai is the crystallization of life and spiritual soul power, containing refined power, which is naturally beneficial for someone like him who consumes a lot.

  Immediately inform Bi Fang Shen Shi through sound transmission and let him try his best to preserve the Yuantai of these cultivators, he needs them for cultivation and to improve his cultivation level.

  Trees fall and monkeys scatter, soldiers are defeated like a mountain collapse. This is exactly the scene of the people and horses in the Temple of the Sun God in Giant Wind City, under the joint efforts of Bi Fang and Wang Qian. These people were so frightened that they ran wildly without any direction, each one was extremely shocked.

  However, Wang Qian and Bi Fang Niao did not slaughter these people either. Their goal was the Sun Crystal in this temple, not to create more karma by killing innocent people. As for beheading some of the village elders, that was also due to their indignation. Yang Jiu Tian actually wanted to gather the elders to practice the Liuyang Fentian Great Formation, wanting to capture Bi Fang. This death could not be blamed on others; those who come out to cause trouble will eventually have to pay the price.

  As for Jin Lao, the mastermind behind all this, he finally didn't escape with his life. Bi Fang pulled him out from underground and slapped him to death on the temple square with a single swipe of his paw. He actually wanted to flee in disguise, but that was clearly impossible. Bi Fang's divine sense cultivation at the Undying Realm level was incredibly powerful; with just one sweep, not even an ant within hundreds or thousands of miles could escape his perception.

  After all the temple personnel had escaped, Wang Qian and Bi Fang began to search for resources in the ruins of the temple. They soon found a place where the temple stored various resources.