Chapter 584: Battle Fan Demon

The blood-red coffin stood upright in mid-air, with Ning Mo’s corpse standing inside it. A chilling and eerie aura emanated from it, causing Tang Xiaoyan and Jin Zhang’s expressions to involuntarily change.

*Creak!*

Ning Mo’s corpse emitted a strange sound at this moment, then surprisingly began to move. With stiff steps, it slowly emerged from the blood coffin.

His eyes were a dull grey, devoid of any life, but within his body, an extremely cold fluctuation radiated outwards.

“You, you actually refined a fellow disciple’s corpse into a blood corpse?!” Tang Xiaoyan bit her lip, her voice cold.

Zhou Yuan’s brows also furrowed slightly, a flicker of disgust in his eyes. This Fan Yao truly resorted to unscrupulous methods; Ning Mo was, after all, his fellow disciple, yet this guy actually refined his corpse.

Fan Yao, however, ignored their gazes. Instead, he stretched out his hand and gently stroked Ning Mo’s grey corpse, a hint of intoxication flashing in his eyes.

Refining this kind of blood corpse required extremely stringent material specifications, and the subject had to have died very recently to preserve some of their original strength.

He had been fascinated by this technique in the past but never found a suitable subject. This time, Ning Mo had become his best experimental material.

After his refinement, the blood corpse’s strength would not be weaker than Ning Mo’s was in life, and with proper cultivation in the future, it could even surpass his previous power.

Of course, the resources required for such cultivation were immense, to the point where even Fan Yao found them difficult to bear.

“To be able to contribute to the Sacred Palace even after death, I’m sure Junior Brother Ning Mo would be very happy to know,” Fan Yao said, raising his head and smiling faintly at Zhou Yuan and Tang Xiaoyan.

“Furthermore, I believe that even if this matter reaches the palace, the elders there will have no objections. After all, the Sacred Palace’s authority transcends everything, and by using Ning Mo’s corpse, I have restored our Sacred Palace’s prestige, making it all worthwhile.”

Fan Yao’s crimson eyes rested on Zhou Yuan, and the curve of his lips was extremely sinister.

“Chief Zhou Yuan, given the current situation, do you still believe you have any chance of winning?”

Fan Yao clasped his hands within his sleeves, composed and at ease. After eliminating a chief from the Hundred Flowers Immortal Palace, the entire situation had returned to his control. In a three-on-three scenario, Fan Yao did not believe his opponents stood any chance of turning the tables.

Tang Xiaoyan and Jin Zhang’s expressions also turned somewhat grim at this moment, clearly sensing that the situation was unfavorable. Although the numbers were equal, Fan Yao was no ordinary chief.

His strength ranked among the top ten among all the chiefs of the Cangxuan Sect.

This meant that if Fan Yao’s side achieved victory, the entire situation would face collapse.

Seeing Tang Xiaoyan and Jin Zhang’s expressions, Fan Yao chuckled lightly and said, “Tang Xiaoyan, do you regret it now? Do you really think these wastes from the Cangxuan Sect can be of any use?”

Before Tang Xiaoyan could answer, Zhou Yuan stepped forward from beside her. He stretched his neck, his demeanor calm, and said, “Why so much nonsense… Whether they’re useful or not, won’t we know once we fight?”

“Ning Mo had the same arrogant look on his face earlier. What happened to him in the end?”

Tang Xiaoyan gazed at Zhou Yuan’s slender figure and was slightly stunned. For some reason, as she saw his composed demeanor, some of the unease in her heart gradually dissipated.

Perhaps he truly possessed some ability.

“Chief Jin Zhang, Chief Tang Xiaoyan, I’ll leave Wang Yuan and the blood corpse to the two of you. As for Fan Yao, I’ll handle him myself,” Zhou Yuan said, tilting his head.

Jin Zhang and Tang Xiaoyan both nodded upon hearing this.

“Be careful,” Tang Xiaoyan added as an extra caution.

Then the two swiftly darted to the left and right, widening the battlefield.

Fan Yao waved his hand, and Wang Yuan and the blood corpse pursued Tang Xiaoyan and Jin Zhang. With his arms crossed, Fan Yao stared at Zhou Yuan with a half-smile and said, “I’m genuinely curious what gives you such great confidence to dare to face me alone in direct combat.”

Zhou Yuan did not reply. He simply clenched his hand, and the Heavenly Yuan Brush appeared, rapidly expanding. Its snowy-white tip gleamed coldly, pointing diagonally at the lake surface.

The aura emanating from his body also slowly began to rise at this moment.

“A Heavenly Origin Weapon…”

Fan Yao had already witnessed the peculiar nature of Zhou Yuan’s Heavenly Yuan Brush in the previous fight, so his brows slightly raised. A blood-red light appeared between his palms, and the next moment, a White Bone Ghost Claw Staff materialized in his hand.

The ghost claw extended, sharp and sinister, with malevolent qi swirling around it.

It was clearly also a Heavenly Origin Weapon.

When the White Bone Ghost Claw Staff appeared, the air around Fan Yao turned chilling, as if spectral wails could be heard.

Although Fan Yao verbally dismissed Zhou Yuan in various ways, when it came to actual combat, he showed little disdain, clearly remaining cautious to avoid any unexpected setbacks.

Zhou Yuan lightly flicked the Heavenly Yuan Brush in his hand, and golden Genesis Qi erupted from the top of his head. Golden pythons were faintly visible coiling within it, and the vast Genesis Qi, reflected behind him, vaguely transformed into a sky full of golden stars.

“Genesis Qi manifesting as stars?”

Fan Yao’s eyes narrowed slightly as he stared at Zhou Yuan and slowly said, “To have your Genesis Qi foundation reach this level at the seventh layer, Zhou Yuan, you truly are quite extraordinary.”

“However, if you think this is enough to run rampant before me, I’m afraid you’re sorely mistaken!”

He abruptly stomped the White Bone Ghost Claw Staff in his hand, and immediately, an overwhelming amount of blood-red Genesis Qi surged skyward. A crimson light swirled behind him, also transforming into a sky full of stars.

Furthermore, the star formation formed by his Genesis Qi was clearly several times stronger than Zhou Yuan’s.

Fan Yao’s Genesis Qi foundation had reached at least 13,000, which was clearly much more substantial than Zhou Yuan’s Genesis Qi stars, which had barely surpassed 10,000.

Outside the Six-Colored Lake, many gazes were fixed on the battlefield where Zhou Yuan and Fan Yao clashed. When they saw both chiefs capable of manifesting Genesis Qi into stars, they couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.

However, from the appearance of the scene, Fan Yao clearly held some advantage.

Above the Six-Colored Lake, Zhou Yuan and Fan Yao’s gazes met, and intense killing intent permeated the air. Clearly, the killing intent in both their hearts towards each other was pushed to the extreme.

The next moment, the sky full of stars behind them erupted with dazzling light, and an unparalleled storm of violent Genesis Qi swept outwards. Both figures disappeared almost simultaneously.

A few breaths later, the two figures directly collided in the sky.

Countless gazes converged, focusing on the two figures that collided like heavenly lightning and earthly fire…

They knew that who would have the last laugh in this Six-Colored Lake struggle would likely depend on the battle between these two… And this battle, no matter who ultimately won, would be renowned throughout the Xuantian Cave.