Full-Level Fierce Person
Chapter 663 - 359 Slow Down_2

Chapter 663: 359 Slow Down_2

Fang Zhixing understood and casually nodded his head.

The teleportation array seemed mystical, but it was actually quite underwhelming.

With Fang Zhixing’s strength, he could instantly break through all walls and charge straight from one end of the cabin to the other.

Using the teleportation array was more of a hassle.

Of course, the teleportation array was still useful for low-profile and secretive movements, unnoticeable by outsiders.

Shortly after, the two black-robed monks departed.

Fang Zhixing once again focused his attention on the Dianhua stone.

He grasped the Myriad People Blade, raised it high, and chopped down.

Clang!

The blade and the stone collided, sparking a brilliant burst of sparks.

Fang Zhixing squinted his eyes, and was involuntarily rendered speechless.

The Dianhua stone remained intact, and no trace of damage appeared.

Shockingly, his chop had been completely futile.

Xigou, seeing this, could not help but want to try his luck.

"Awo~"

He bit into it, making a crunching sound.

After a while, Xigou let go of his grip and exclaimed in astonishment, "Such hard stone, I’ll use it to sharpen my teeth from now on."

Fang Zhixing rolled his eyes, opened his palm, and condensed a small blood-colored lotus.

Following that, he wrapped the Dianhua stone in it, laying his left hand on top, pressing down with his right.

"Burst!"

The Nuclear Blood Lotus exploded!

The terrifying power exceeded imagination, erupting in a dazzling and chaotic burst of light.

Xigou could not look directly and turned his head away.

After a moment, he turned his head back and his tongue fell out in shock.

The Dianhua stone was still perfectly fine.

"Damn, this thing really is indestructible!" Xigou was tremendously shocked.

Fang Zhixing’s brow slightly furrowed before his body burst into bright golden light.

"Buddha Light First Appearance!"

Pure Buddha Light gathered in his right hand.

Fang Zhixing grabbed the Dianhua stone and squeezed hard.

The Dianhua stone still did not budge!

After a moment, the golden light on Fang Zhixing’s hands slowly dispersed, and his face also showed surprise.

Xigou couldn’t help but say, "Daoist Skill doesn’t work, Buddha’s power doesn’t work!"

Fang Zhixing was unfazed, his eyes gleaming with a strange luster as he pondered, "The Dianhua stone is related to time, maybe only time can destroy it."

Xigou also suddenly shivered and cried out, "Emperor Longevity True Dragon Skill!"

Indeed, Fang Zhixing had mastered the Emperor Longevity True Dragon Skill, capable of reversing time for a whole day!

This ability was extremely heaven-defying.

Honestly, in the battle with the Ocean King, Fang Zhixing had held back.

He never used the Emperor Longevity True Dragon Skill from beginning to end, deliberately concealing his skill.

After all, this was his trump card.

As soon as Fang Zhixing and the Ocean King began fighting, he quickly tasted the Ocean King’s strength, who was indeed very strong; he then knew he could not kill her instantly.

Unfortunately, his strength was not overwhelming enough.

Killing a "Returning to Truth Realm" was too difficult!

Thus, Fang Zhixing did not unleash his strongest card, keeping it for a future surprise for the Ocean King.

At this moment, Fang Zhixing sat down cross-legged with a solemn expression, quickly activating his Emperor Longevity True Dragon Skill.

In an instant, strange lights gushed from his body, flickering, making him appear blurry and ethereal.

Time reversal began!

The scenes reversed before Fang Zhixing’s eyes, one hour after another.

Eventually, the time reversal reached an entire day!

The next instant, time, like an overstretched rubber band, snapped back sharply!

All of it gathered in Fang Zhixing’s right hand, condensing at his fingertips!

"Ephemeral!"

Fang Zhixing raised his hand, and at this moment, the light on his hand was unusually intense.

The glowing fingertips slowly approached the Dianhua stone and gently touched it!

Hum~

Crack~

The stone suddenly trembled, shaking with great amplitude, like an earthquake.

At the spot touched by the index finger, visible cracks suddenly appeared on the surface.

"It cracked!"

Xigou suddenly stood up, his gaze piercing, his dog face filled with immense surprise.

The stone continued to tremble nonstop, the cracks on its surface growing larger and spreading out like a spider web.

Shortly after, the entire surface of the stone was covered in cracks, and powder and debris fell in showers.

Crack!

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the stone finally split completely, falling to the ground and turning into a pile of gray-white rubble.

[1, Destroy one stone (completed)]

[Awakened Divine Skill: Hand of Dilapidation]

At the moment the stone shattered, Fang Zhixing felt a sensation in his heart as if he had understood something profound; a spiritual light suddenly appeared, and his thoughts surged like a spring.

He lost track of how much time had passed...

"Huff~"

Fang Zhixing let out a long breath and a meaningful smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

"I didn’t expect to awaken a new Divine Skill before I even completed my enhancement!"

Fang Zhixing couldn’t help but be overjoyed.

Previously, he had acquired three Divine Skills: Blood Rebirth, Five Qi Chaoyuan, and Tyrant’s Buddha Salutation.

However, as he stepped into the Returning to Truth Realm, he awakened six Sixth Level Burst Skills, and these three major Divine Skills were quickly phased out.

They were of no use in actual combat.

Moreover, Divine Skills are inherent attributes; once awakened, they will never be lost.

Not only that, the higher-order Divine Skills also have a miraculous guaranteed hit effect.

For example, Xigou’s Bloodline Divine Ability "Resonance of All Things" was unstoppable once initiated, and the targeted victim was bound to be hit; it was just so unreasonable.

"Divine Skills are categorized into passive and active. Blood Rebirth is passive, and the Hand of Dilapidation is..."

Fang Zhixing pondered briefly, raised his right hand, and activated the Divine Skill.

In an instant, his right hand turned gray-white, like stone.

"How does it feel, the Hand of Dilapidation?" Xigou asked with a face full of surprise.

Fang Zhixing looked at his right hand, moved his five fingers back and forth, and then suddenly waved through the air.

Whoosh~

Where the fingers swept through, distinct ripples abruptly appeared in the space.

The ripples were also gray-white, visible to the naked eye.

As the ripples spread out, a large space turned gray-white.

Even Xigou himself turned gray-white.

He noticed this too; everything before his eyes was gray-white, the tables and chairs all changed color, seeming petrified.

He noticed that the floating dust in the air suddenly stopped, no longer flying about chaotically.

He blinked.

This scene, seen through Fang Zhixing’s eyes, seemed even more mysteriously unfathomable.

He saw Xigou’s blink, which was incredibly slow, as if the scene had stuttered.

"Slowed down..."

Fang Zhixing raised an eyebrow, clenched his right hand into a fist, and the gray-white color receded.

The next instant, the gray-white color in the space had disappeared.

The dust began swirling around again, and Xigou completed his blink without any delay.

Seeing this, Fang Zhixing smiled and said, "The Hand of Dilapidation can interfere with the flow of time, slowing it down."

Xigou was shaken, and commented with a smack of his tongue, "You mean, as long as you activate this Divine Skill, the actions of your enemies before you will slow down, right?"

Fang Zhixing nodded and replied, "Yes, the Hand of Dilapidation has a very limited influence, confined only to ’this’ moment in time."

Xigou felt a bit eerie, stepped back three paces, shook his body, and said excitedly, "Try it?"

"Sure!"

Fang Zhixing stood up, his right hand suddenly turning gray-white.

Whoosh!

The surrounding space suddenly turned gray-white, almost instantly changing color.

Xigou raised his paw and swung it down.

Blood Rain Claw!

This was one of Xigou’s trump moves, dense claw traces sweeping across mightily like a fierce storm, impenetrable and sweeping everything in front of it.

Fang Zhixing remained composed, not advancing but retreating, stepping forward.

Then, under Xigou’s watchful eyes, his figure flickered unpredictably, quickly moving left and right, snaking through the dense mass of claw traces, arriving right before him.

"Too slow!"

Fang Zhixing smiled slightly, placing his right hand on Xigou’s head and gently stroked...