Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

In an instant, thousands of controlled underworld messengers surged towards Jing Yuan like a tidal wave.

Jing Yuan's gaze remained unmoved as he looked at these former compatriots, shifting slightly to the side.

"Brother Yan Huan, these are all my comrades from Luofu. I cannot bear to do anything to them, so I beg you to lend a hand."

"what?"

Yan Huan was somewhat surprised by Jing Yuan's request:

"Didn't we agree on a physical melee? Without the puppet, Suiyang's victory is not honorable."

"Haha, that makes some sense."

Jing Yuan laughed:

"But if I were to take action, these underworld officials would only face certain defeat. Why needlessly reduce the strength of my Luofu soldiers?"

"How about this: you help me rescue these comrades, and in return, I will stand still and not move an inch during my subsequent battle with Fuyan?"

Yan Huan lay on the sofa chair, thought for a moment, and then nodded:

"Fine, these underworld messengers can't beat you anyway."

With a wave of his hand, the green ghost flames emanating from all the underworld messengers were instantly forced back, and the vast army collapsed as if it had suffered a severe blow.

Suiyang can control the bodies of the underworld officials, and so can Yan Huan. In a battle of pure mental strength, these remnants of Suiyang's consciousness are nothing to fear.

Seeing all his limbs fall, Fu Yan roared in anger:

"You bastard, you can't take a joke!!"

"You despicable and shameless scoundrel, today I will show you with my absolute strength what true victory really is!"

In an instant, Fu Yan's body suddenly grew larger, and under everyone's gaze, he actually transformed into a giant as tall as the heavens.

The chilling moonlight was obscured by a huge shadow, and at this moment, Fu Yan's strength had reached its peak.

Seeing this, Tail sighed:

“This won’t do… I’ve figured it out. Due to external intervention, Fu Yan’s puppets were wiped out all at once, which made her even more resentful.”

"As long as she believes she hasn't lost on a spiritual level, she is immortal."

In this battle, Jingyuan had only one method to defeat Fuyan from beginning to end.

That was what truly made Fu Yan admire him and admit defeat.

However, in order not to harm the possessed underworld messengers, Jing Yuan almost without hesitation used external force to interfere and knocked them down in advance.

This made Fu Yan look down on Jing Yuan even more, thinking that he was afraid of being unable to defeat these underworld officials, so he deliberately brought in outside help.

Jing Yuan stood there, one hand on his forehead, and sighed:

"Being a general is really tough..."

As the main person in charge of Luofu, he naturally wouldn't disregard the safety of the underworld messengers because of his duel with Fuyan.

At that moment, he kept his promise and stood still.

The enormous plume of smoke stretched out its fingers and pressed down on Jingyuan from the clouds.

In an instant, the bricks and stones of the entire square shattered, and the immense pressure caused Jing Yuan's feet to sink into the ground.

But he remained motionless, closing his eyes and quietly feeling the strong winds blowing around him.

"boom--!!"

A giant plume of smoke slammed down, stirring up a cloud of dust where Jing Yuan stood.

Just as Fu Yan was congratulating herself on her success, suddenly, something grabbed her fingers and then enveloped her entire gigantic fist.

A giant golden shadow emerged from where Jing Yuan was and continued to rise.

The lightning, gleaming like gilded gold, caused the sky above Suiyuan to shift and the air currents to surge.

Under the shadow of the golden colossus, Fu Yan's enormous figure appeared so tiny.

She looked up at the high and mighty god who held a long sword and was about to behead her, and a chill ran down her spine.

His pupils, filled with terror, suddenly trembled violently. Accompanied by the oncoming gale, he watched helplessly as the enormous golden array blade drew ever closer and closer...!

"what……!!"

Fu Yan, out of fear, instinctively closed her eyes.

"Shua——!!"

Suddenly, a gentle breeze swept over me.

When Fuyan opened her eyes again, her body had returned to its original size.

The one standing before her was no longer the God-King, but Jing Yuan, who pointed two fingers at her face.

"How is it?" Jing Yuan gazed at the floating smoke beneath him and smiled faintly.

"..."

Fu Yan remained silent for a while, then finally sighed:

"...I give up."

"Thank you for your concession." Jing Yuan took half a step back, distancing himself from Fu Yan.

Fu Yan was breathing heavily, still reeling from what had just happened.

That terrifying power was no illusion.

"I am not a prairie fire, I am just... a dim flame, a useless thing."

"If I weren't still occupying this little underworld official's body, you wouldn't have shown any mercy..."

Jing Yuan smiled slightly:

"A general who dares to truly challenge the Emperor's Bow, and who uses strategy to lure the general into a fierce battle, is something no useless person could do."

"Tch, to speak so humbly as the victor is disgusting!" Fu Yan said unhappily.

Jing Yuan didn't take it to heart and continued talking eloquently:

"What the Suiyang Clan reflects is human desire itself, but the way it burns so fiercely... is indeed magnificent."

"Neither General Teng Xiao nor I would laugh at such an opponent."

Fu Yan lowered his head and said in a deep voice:

“A loss is a loss. Although you used that nameless guest to eliminate my remaining puppets, I also used the underworld messenger I possessed to make you hesitate…”

"Fuyan only desires to fight the general, not to win or lose. This battle is already enough. What follows..."

Jing Yuan continued:

"Next, you will face eternal punishment."

"For an immortal flame, losing its freedom and being trapped in an empty void is more terrible than the end of its existence."

"Floating smoke, this is the fate that awaits you."

Seeing that the battle was over, the ghost-hunting team slowly walked over to the two of them.

They only heard Fu Yan burst into laughter, saying:

"Yeah, so what?"

"Mountains will collapse, seas will dry up!"

"Suiyang will wait, until the day he regains his freedom... and that day will eventually come!"

"As long as the general of the Immortal Ship exists, I will continue to fight against the general of the Immortal Ship until the stars are extinguished!"

Even if the final result is still failure, and I never achieve victory, even if my whole life is a failure, so what?

"I will continue to fight..."

Even if my life is a cage of inevitable disappointment, I will face it head-on and smash it to pieces!

Chapter 515 Desiring to Practice This Skill

After personally collecting the now-defunct wisps of smoke into the Hidden Moon Gourd, Huo Huo was still a little dazed:

"Really... does this mean we've defeated Fuyan?"

Jing Yuan stood to the side and smiled:

"The fighting spirit of the floating smoke has dissipated, and it can no longer cause trouble. It seems that the matter here has been resolved, and I should go back."

"I am extremely grateful to Brother Yan Huan for his help these past few days."

Yan Huan quickly cupped her hands in greeting:

"You flatter me. I only hope that the general can lend a helping hand when Danheng is targeting us."

"Oh? There is such a thing?"

Jing Yuan raised an eyebrow and said:

"Brother Yan Huan, don't worry. If Dan Heng makes things difficult for you again next time, just come to me directly."

"While I can't offer much help, I can certainly offer you a strong moral condemnation of him."

Immediately, Jing Yuan looked at the others and smiled:

"These little sages will not be easily destroyed. Given enough time, no matter how small the probability of them escaping is, they will eventually break through the seal."

"However, this will be a headache for future generals."

"I wonder how many more Luofu generals this 'wildfire' fragment will fight in the future. Thinking about it, as a martial artist, I am truly envious."

Hearing Jing Yuan's words, Yan Huan couldn't help but ask:

"Who will be the next general? It has to be Fu Xuan, right? Will she be able to defeat Fu Yan?"

"Or rather, how good is her fighting ability? Can she hold her own against a low-ranking cavalry soldier?"

This question clearly stumped Jing Yuan.