Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 530 - 297 Princely Heir_2

Chapter 530: 297 Princely Heir_2

A moment later!

Ji Kuanji revealed his true form, shockingly transforming into a four-clawed flying serpent!

Snake cultivators, after a thousand years, become flying serpents, and once they pass through heavenly tribulation, they become divine dragons.

At this time, Ji Kuanji was a four-clawed flying serpent, surrounded by clouds and mist, flapping his wings, and looking as if he were about to soar.

"Transformation Series!"

Fang Zhixing had encountered fewer than five individuals who attained saintification through their flesh, all of whom were without exception from the human race.

This was his first time encountering a Transformation Series saintified in the flesh.

The four-clawed flying serpent bared its frightful appearance, opening its blood-bath-sized mouth, and within the abyss of its maw, between two massive fangs, poisonous fire surged.

No matter what carbon-based life form it was, once swallowed by the flying serpent, it would surely be first burnt to death by the poisonous fire.

Fang Zhixing suddenly stopped, seemingly giving up the struggle.

Standing only two meters tall, he appeared like an ant in front of the four-clawed flying serpent.

"That’s right; just die obediently!"

Ji Kuanji sneered sinisterly. He had come here personally today because he noticed that no matter who he sent to kill Fang Zhixing, the result was that they kept sending themselves to their deaths.

There seemed to be an indescribable magic about Fang Zhixing, always capable of turning the tables against all odds, inverting Qiankun.

Thus, Ji Kuanji decided to finish this once and for all, personally meet Fang Zhixing, and conveniently devour this piece of fatty meat.

"Hanging by a thread, it turns out to be Divine Skills, thanks for the hint!"

Fang Zhixing abruptly spoke, "Divine Skills can only be countered by Divine Skills!"

Instantly, an ethereal figure burst forth from the top of Fang Zhixing’s head.

"The Tyrant is born!"

The heavens scorched with the exuding demonic flames of the Tyrant, whose presence commanded the mountains and rivers, asserting an unrivaled dominance.

The moment the spider silk came into contact with the Tyrant’s demonic flames, it instantly disintegrated into ash.

Fang Zhixing gracefully landed and, with momentum, delivered a horizontal chop.

The Mad Blood Blade Gang, carrying the accumulated flesh and blood from the ten lives of Xigou, slashed directly toward the gaping maw of the four-clawed flying serpent.

"Hmm???"

The four-clawed flying serpent exclaimed in surprise and then spat out its poisonous fire to meet the Mad Blood Blade Gang.

Boom!

The Mad Blood Blade Gang shuddered and collapsed.

The four-clawed flying serpent raised its head high, the corners of its mouth sliced open by the blade’s edge, blood pouring out profusely, covering the ground.

"You!"

Ji Kuanji swiftly retracted his head, looking at the towering Tyrant, utterly astonished.

He had been secretly observing and also noticed that Fang Zhixing had released a spiritual form.

However, Fang Zhixing had directed it at the elderly man in the green robe, so the others did not face the Tyrant directly and did not feel the oppressive might brought by the Tyrant.

At this very moment, Ji Kuanji personally felt it, only then realizing the unparalleled terror of the Tyrant, a domineering air as if a supreme ruler overshadowed the world with a mere hand.

"Hmph, no matter what your spiritual form is, it’s ultimately not a Yang Divine, just a form of mental attack after all."

Ji Kuanji quickly calmed himself, his mouth wound healing at super-speed.

Being a four-clawed flying serpent with Imperial Bloodline, Ji Kuanji had a certain level of immunity to mental attacks.

No fear at all!

Fang Zhixing’s mouth curled up, revealing a grim cold smile.

With a rub of his hands!

A fist-sized clump of Blood Drops burst out.

"Blood Dripper·Blast!"

The earth-shaking explosion was incomparable.

The entire world was blanketed in blackness!

Ji Kuanji grunted in anger, spreading his wings to fly, darting towards the sky at incredible speed.

Several of his snake scales peeled off his body.

Following that, the four-clawed flying serpent dived down, its claws clenched as it struck.

"Giant Spirit Charge Fist!"

A massive fist shadow suddenly materialized, larger than a mountain, descending grandiosely from the sky like a meteorite, smashing toward Fang Zhixing.

"Demon Blood Vajra Palm!"

Fang Zhixing’s small figure showed no sign of retreating, boldly raising his left hand.

He unleashed a palm strike!

The Black Demon Palm soared up into the heavens!

A punch and a palm collided!

A thunderous roar erupted!

The massive shockwave spread out in a ring, its destructive power unimaginable, leveling the surrounding ten miles.

"Again!"

"Taste the ultimate skill of the Rong Family, ’Sun and Moon Seal’!"

Ji Kuanji stretched out both hands, and the images of the sun and moon respectively appeared in the palms of his left and right hands.

With a clap of his hands!

In an instant, the sun and moon converged, forming a giant Dharma Seal that descended straight down.

The terrifying pressure crashed down like Mount Tai’s top crushing down, suffocating to behold.

The Four Major Families, none of them were to be trifled with.

Ji Kuanji successively unleashed the Luo Family’s and the Lu Family’s killing moves, and now it was the Rong Family’s turn.

It wasn’t hard to guess that he still had one last trump card up his sleeve.

That would be the ultimate technique of the Imperial Bloodline itself!

The Imperial Bloodline couldn’t possibly only have the ability to "imitate everything under heaven"; there had to be even more powerful killing moves.

Fang Zhixing took a breath and, facing the Sun and Moon Seal, also used both hands to summon the Demon Blood Vajra Palm.

Palm against seal, a direct confrontation!

Boom!

The sky seemed to explode, chaotic lights scattering in all directions.

The Demon Blood Vajra Palm dissipated, and the Sun and Moon Seal also shattered.

But immediately after, another Dharma Seal suddenly flashed and thundered down.

Fang Zhixing’s body shook, his feet sinking into the mud, his body showing cracks from which blood flowed profusely.

The Sun and Moon Seal scraped across him like a sickle, creating innumerable wounds.

"Hahaha, can’t handle this?"

The Four-clawed Flying Snake mocked from the air, laughing wildly, "You idiot, the Sun and Moon Seal divides into the Sun Seal and the Moon Seal. You only blocked the Sun Seal, ignoring the Moon Seal."

The Sun and Moon Seal was incomparably mysterious and unpredictable.

The Sun Seal and the Moon Seal could be combined or split apart to attack, changing at will.

Fang Zhixing had never crossed hands with the Rong Family and was unaware of the specifics, suffering a disadvantage as a result.

He caught his breath and said with a grin, "So what, I am an Undying, you can’t kill me!"

Ji Kuanji snorted with a sneer, "Hehe, right now you’re simply able to freely reconstitute your flesh. Do you really think you’re truly immortal?"

He slowly descended, saying coldly, "When I exhaust your strength and you can’t use your Divine Skills, that will be the moment of your death!"

Fang Zhixing roared, "You’ll die before I do!"

A cluster of Blood Droplets shot forth like an arrow released from its bowstring.

Ji Kuanji laughed loudly, flapping his wings, quickly ascending.

Boom!

The Blood Droplet burst open.

But Ji Kuanji had already escaped to high ground, and the explosion merely grazed his body, barely inflicting any significant damage.

The next moment, he dove down again, unleashing the Sun and Moon Seal.

Fang Zhixing gripped the Myriad People Blade tightly, chopping upwards.

The blade shadow split into two, meeting both the Sun Seal and the Moon Seal.

After a thunderous bang, they were evenly matched.

The Four-clawed Flying Snake looked unconcerned, furiously launching the Sun and Moon Seal again and again without pause.

Dust filled the air as Fang Zhixing continued to sink.

The forest where he stood had long since turned into a vast basin.

"Hmm, almost there!"

Ji Kuanji let out a gruesome smile, tightly clenching all four claws into fists.

With a whoosh!

Poisonous fire suddenly burst from the claws, burning fiercely as if it had the power to sear the heavens and boil the seas.

"Python Emperor Fist!"

Ji Kuanji revealed a cruel smirk, brimming with killing intent.

All four claws swung their fists simultaneously.

Instantly, four fiery fists shot forth, roaring like the wind, thunderous as a tempest, utterly unrivaled!

This was a killing move of the Imperial Bloodline!

Fang Zhixing’s breath caught as he sensed an unprecedented aura of destruction.

"Fortunate for me, I was prepared..."

Under Fang Zhixing’s feet, a River of Blood.

There was his blood, Xigou’s blood, and even the blood of Ji Kuanji!

All the blood gathered at his feet, suddenly surged towards the sky, coalescing together to form a blood-red lotus.

"Burst Skill·Blood Lotus Blossom!"

Among the four Fifth Level Burst Skills at Fang Zhixing’s disposal, only "Blood Lotus Blossom" was meant for defense.

The gigantic blood-red lotus bloomed above Fang Zhixing’s head.

The dazzling Python Emperor Fist, like glittering starlight, hammered down fiercely upon the Blood Lotus.

The fist’s power was devastating, the poisonous fire unstoppable!

The Blood Lotus shook violently, a petal falling, on the verge of collapse.

A second Python Emperor Fist followed swiftly!

Another petal fell from the Blood Lotus, trembling perilously.

The third strike!

The fourth!

The Python Emperor Fist’s might was extraordinary, beyond imagination.

Two more petals fell from the Blood Lotus in quick succession, the bloom appearing frail and vulnerable.

Yet, as if by divine aid, the blood-red lotus somehow did not crumble apart.

All four blows of the Python Emperor Fist were blocked, like a miracle!

"What the?!"

Ji Kuanji was initially stunned, his complexion changed dramatically, showing an expression as if he’d seen a ghost.