Chapter 725: Ghost Valley's Mysterious Art of Qi Men Dun Jia

Fifty meters, thirty meters! Ten meters!!

The Prince approached rapidly, carrying an unremarkable black iron rod, which looked like a simple farm tool.

Initially, Xu Yang paid little attention to such a minor figure. However, as the Prince's body drew closer, an inexplicable sense of unease prompted him to focus more intently.

Boom! With a raised hand, the powerful Law of Earth manipulated freely, like an extension of his arm. Countless massive earth veins surged forth, completely blocking all of the Prince's possible movements. However, this time, the Prince's actions genuinely astonished Xu Yang!

The Prince seemed to have suddenly gained enlightenment. Each time, just before the earth veins changed form, he would demonstrate prophetic judgment, always breaking free from the terrain's blockade at the most delicate, critical moment.

Finally, the iron rod indeed reached Xu Yang, and a powerful, raw force poured down upon him. The sensation left Xu Yang quite surprised.

“This is a power that can ignore fundamental laws,” Xu Yang thought. “A talent only achievable when primitive physical strength is cultivated to its absolute peak. These individuals can actually accomplish this!”

As Xu Yang mused, his brow furrowed slightly. Countless sword energies slashed through the air, appearing directly in front of him. They served as both an offensive and defensive measure, blocking the black rod's attack and simultaneously using a powerful recoil to push both men ten meters apart, maintaining a relatively safe distance.

“You are very interesting,” Xu Yang said with a light chuckle, “You’ve successfully piqued my desire to test you.”

Xu Yang smiled faintly as he looked at the Prince, whose eyes, however, burned with more anger.

“Enough talk,” the Prince roared, “Today, I will cripple your body, destroy your team, and avenge my beloved pet!”

“Mystical Gate Forbidden Arts!”

With an enraged shout, the Prince unleashed his inherited technique for the first time. He stomped fiercely, and strange formation totems rapidly materialized beneath his feet.

Compared to the Mystical Gate formations of his subordinates, the Prince’s formation was clearly more refined and complex. Its Nine Palaces variations had expanded from thirty-two forms to sixty-four!

Although it merely sounded like a doubling in quantity, Xu Yang understood that the study of formations was highly sensitive to the power levels represented by numbers. Even if it was merely doubled, the power was far more than twice as strong—it was likely over ten times more formidable!

“Boy, let me show you the power of Ghost Valley Mystical Gate!”

As his voice faded, the light of the formation beneath the Prince’s feet began to operate. Eight layers and eight faces rotated intricately, as if the very essence and principles of heaven and earth were contained within the small magical array.

“Qian Tiger! Appear!”

The Prince roared in astonishment, the color in his pupils perfectly matching the flashing light of the formation beneath his feet. Behind him, an incredibly brilliant tiger totem roared forth.

Xu Yang dropped his playful demeanor. He wanted to understand which plane the cultivators led by this individual belonged to, and where this materialized energy they commanded originated from!

Regarding the dazzling tiger soul light before him, this tiger soul, purely condensed from energy, possessed a momentum even more astonishing than that of Daoist magic. Its fierce power seemed to replicate the Prince’s unstoppable, domineering strike, capable of ignoring the constraints of natural laws and unleashing the absolute potential of its wielder.

Xu Yang’s movements abruptly shifted. He stepped into the void, ascending skyward. His Angelic Soul spontaneously materialized, perfectly blocking the might of the tiger soul. Even so, Xu Yang clearly and distinctly felt the formidable nature of this raw power.

Within the energy systems of the myriad worlds, the effects of cultivation techniques relying solely on pure physical strength are quite limited. To acquire more powerful inheritances and achieve higher ranks, one must resonate with the various laws of heaven and earth, drawing upon the world’s momentum to strengthen oneself and reach higher realms.

However, the path the Prince had chosen was diametrically opposed to the cultivation philosophies prevalent in the myriad worlds.

By developing one’s own body to its near limit, one could similarly unearth destructive, primordial power. This, then, was the so-called potential of humanity!

“Kun Dragon, unleash!”

The tiger’s roar faded, and a dragon soared in all directions! With a mighty tremor, the dragon's light locked onto Xu Yang in the void, clearly an aerial strike technique.

Xu Yang raised a single hand, and a transparent main sword energy rapidly condensed before him, into which he infused his Asura Sword Dao.

Instantly, this ethereal sword energy surged with a terrifying killing intent that enveloped the entire battlefield, as if the Asura Divine Sword itself had been resurrected!

Rumble! The sword sliced the flying dragon, and ten thousand blades converged!!

The moment the main sword struck down and extinguished the dragon soul, countless sword energies from all directions in the void simultaneously followed suit.

This was the first time Xu Yang had combined his Asura Sword Dao with the Sword Dao inherited from Yun Wangji.

The Prince felt immense pressure and stomped his foot heavily.

“Dui Position — Vajra!”

A golden-glowing, primordial energy condensed on his physical body as a defense. Yet, even with this, the Prince truly learned the terrifying power of Xu Yang’s sword arts. His defense was shattered, and his body was swiftly covered in multiple sword marks, bleeding profusely. Although they were only superficial wounds, he was in a sorry state.

“It’s been too long since anyone could wound me. Across all the myriad worlds, you are the first!”

Xu Yang chuckled softly: “Your Ghost Valley Mystical Gate cultivation method indeed has some merit. If you wish to continue fighting, I will suppress you completely with a decisive killing blow. However, compared to that outcome, I’d prefer you make another choice.”

“Hahahaha, if you release my condemned servant, I am willing to cease hostilities and host a banquet for you all! I presume you are also prisoners of these myriad worlds, which is why you were brought to Mount Yehan. Yet, your strength doesn’t seem like that of ordinary prisoners. In that case, perhaps we should halt our conflict and make peace. What do you say, esteemed Sir?”

Xu Yang slowly descended, looking down at the "condemned servant" the Prince had mentioned. The terror in the man’s eyes clearly indicated that if he were returned, his fate would likely be grim.

“I can return him to you; after all, I don't know him. But at least you should tell me what crime he committed.”

The Prince sighed softly: “He was once my most trusted servant. Unexpectedly, he was swayed by a neighboring country to attempt to assassinate me. Tell me, shouldn’t he be killed?”

Xu Yang again turned his gaze to the condemned servant: “Betraying your master for glory?”

“No! It wasn't that I willingly betrayed my master,” the servant cried out, “It’s just that the curse of the Ten Directions Valley truly originated from the Prince. If he isn’t eliminated, all citizens of the Ancient Xia Dynasty who have come to these myriad worlds will be annihilated in this catastrophe!”

Upon hearing this, Xu Yang realized there might be a misunderstanding.

“Never mind,” Xu Yang said, “I think it’s better to take him back and interrogate him thoroughly. Prince, if you deem it appropriate, let us serve as witnesses for you.”

“Hahahaha, then I am indebted to you, esteemed Sir!”

Xu Yang waved his hand, immediately issuing a command to cease fighting. Simultaneously, the Prince’s retinue also stopped their actions.