Chapter 938: Chapter 475: Speed Run (Part 3)

In that instant, the small white flower suddenly froze into an ice sculpture.

Yet the droplet of dew remained unscathed; instead, it burst open, releasing a torrent of river water.

A figure rolled out along with it.

Nie Chuxuan and his companions fixed their gaze and, upon looking at the person in the net again, found themselves astonished to see that the two were identical.

Ancestor Sikou’s expression turned gloomy as he stared intently at Fang Zhixing, irritation evident between his brows. He gritted his teeth and said, “Your insight is remarkably sharp; you found my hiding place so quickly.”

Fang Zhixing replied calmly, “Your Invisibility Technique indeed has its unique aspects. If I hadn’t looked an extra time, you might have indeed escaped.”

“…”

Ancestor Sikou was speechless. One must know that his Invisibility Technique, named “Dew Formation Shadowless,” was a miraculous spell he perfected over more than a hundred years of painstaking cultivation. Its concealment effect was so powerful that even those at the Upper Immortal Realm might find it difficult to locate him easily.

To think that Fang Zhixing just glanced an extra time and…

“With such an arrogant tone, do you have the courage to enter the river with me for a contest?” Ancestor Sikou suddenly taunted.

Fang Zhixing chuckled and said, “Why should I compete with you? You’re already a turtle in a jar with no escape; why not surrender and seek leniency?”

Ancestor Sikou retorted angrily, “If you refuse to compete with me, then I will never submit! Even if you destroy the Sikou Immortal Clan, I will still not bow to the White Light Palace Master, shaming him!”

Fang Zhixing sneered with a hint of mockery, “Just a mere Lower Immortal, you’re overestimating yourself! If you refuse to accept kindness, then let me fulfill it for you!”

His tone was as cold as ice, freezing the river surface and blocking Ancestor Sikou’s escape route.

Immediately, the Demon Sword of Burying All Living Beings flashed out, landing in Fang Zhixing’s hand, and he slashed forward.

“Blood Heavenly Demon Slash!”

With a crash, the terrifying Fate Storm gathered into form, pressing forward relentlessly, swallowing Ancestor Sikou in an instant.

“What is this?!”

Ancestor Sikou’s face changed drastically. He slapped his storage bag, taking out a bottle and crushed it.

In an instant, a massive surge of Heavenly River Water gushed out, forming a gigantic water sphere that enveloped Ancestor Sikou’s entire body.

Within the water sphere, Ancestor Sikou invoked the Calamity Water Tribulation Power to resist the assault of the Fate Storm.

The two of the Five Tribulations met here: one wind, one water, confronting each other head-on, with a magnificently grand momentum!

Nie Chuxuan and his companions felt their scalps tingle, involuntarily retreating far from the battlefield.

Ancestor Sikou was a half-step immortal, relying on racial talent to harness calamity water, making his combat power far superior to an ordinary peak of the Lower Immortal.

Yet Fang Zhixing’s might was in no way inferior to Ancestor Sikou’s.

The power of that slash was enough to seriously injure any peak of the Lower Immortal.

Nie Chuxuan, Xiong Liangshi, and Qi Renhai were all at the See All Living Beings Realm.

But in the face of Fang Zhixing’s strike, they could not help but feel a surge of fear, forcing them to maintain a respectful distance.

The Fate Storm and Heavenly River Calamity Water fiercely clashed, the wind dissipated, the water drained away; calamities collided, reaching a climax!

Bang~

The wind ceased, and the water sphere exploded open!

Ancestor Sikou fell to the ground, drenched, his hair disheveled, his old face unusually pale.

“Ugh~”

Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. The collar at his chest tore open, revealing a deep wound down to the bone, blood gushing profusely.

In this round, Fang Zhixing won!

Ancestor Sikou looked utterly shocked, his face filled with fear as he asked, “Who exactly are you? I don’t recall such a figure in the White Light Immortal Palace!”

Nie Chuxuan held his breath and shouted coldly, “Ancestor Sikou, open your eyes wide and see clearly, this is our White Light Immortal Palace’s Deputy Palace Master Fang Zhixing!”

Who? Ancestor Sikou looked utterly perplexed, his mind a complete blank, as he had never heard of Fang Zhixing.

In the next moment, Nie Chuxuan shook out the great net, casting it over Ancestor Sikou.