In just one day, with Peggy’s assistance, Jun Changxiao found four Heavenly-grade opportunities. Since they were all immature heavenly treasures and earthly materials, they couldn’t provide substantial help for the time being.
However.
As long as he brought them back to the Xingyun Continent stronghold, its area would rapidly increase.
“Awesome!”
Looking at the Xingyun Continent stronghold that had already reached medium-sized city scale, Jun Changxiao grinned.
The epic quest had already reached excess completion, so the rewards given would definitely be abundant.
City Lord Han and Mu Changhong and the others were completely dumbfounded.
They really couldn’t understand what exactly Sect Master Jun had done—every time he returned, the stronghold expanded once more!
The second day.
Outside the stronghold, space twisted and two Battlefield Phantoms appeared.
Using the treasure detector to steal Earth-grade opportunities, the Upper Realm couldn’t help but take notice. Now that he was frantically stealing Heavenly-grade opportunities, they definitely wouldn’t just stand by and watch.
“Sect Master!”
Li Qingyang transmitted his voice: “The Battlefield Phantoms have come again. From their auras, they seem to be two Heavenly-grade level ones!”
Jun Changxiao rushed over upon hearing the news and immediately discerned from the auras the Battlefield Phantoms emanated that they were definitely Heavenly-grade. He said helplessly: “The punishment from the Upper Realm is getting increasingly higher level.”
The system said: “One Heavenly-grade is manageable, but two are troublesome.”
“Hall Master Purple.”
Jun Changxiao said: “You go take the vanguard first.”
“…”
Demon King Zilin’s mouth twitched.
Previously, fighting one Heavenly-grade Battlefield Phantom was already very difficult. Now facing two, he’d definitely be completely crushed!
“Sect Master!”
He said seriously: “I can only fight one. The remaining one is yours.”
Jun Changxiao considered briefly and said: “Fine.”
…
Outside the stronghold.
Demon King Zilin’s gaze locked onto one Battlefield Phantom.
Jun Changxiao also came out, waving at the other Battlefield Phantom, saying: “Come on, baby.”
“…”
The foreheads of City Lord Han and the others on the floating mountain sprouted black lines.
Undeniably, the Sect Master of Myriad Ages Sect was extraordinary, but sometimes his behavior was completely unlike that of a sect master—more like an immature child who hadn’t grown up.
Jun Changxiao was just like that.
Very cheap and very mischievous, never proper all day long.
Of course.
Having been sect master for several years now, his body had already brewed that kind of domineering aura of one long in a position of authority. Once someone provoked him, once someone angered him, it would definitely completely explode out.
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
The two Battlefield Phantoms’ eyes glowed with light, as if awakening from slumber.
They each locked onto Jun Changxiao and Demon King Zilin respectively, with very clear division of labor.
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Powerful auras erupted as they instantly rushed forward.
“Step!”
Demon King Zilin took a stride, shooting forward like a cannonball to meet one Battlefield Phantom, and the two sides instantly engaged in fierce battle high in the sky!
“Boom! Boom! Boom!”
Waves of energy surged to the heavens, wantonly distorting space!
From just a brief exchange, City Lord Han and the others determined that this Battlefield Phantom’s strength was completely on par with the one that appeared previously. If they were the ones fighting it, they’d definitely be beaten down.
“Boom!”
A tremendous sound came from the other side.
Everyone turned to look and saw Jun Changxiao with mechanical wings behind him, swaying left and right to dodge cold, sharp blade lights.
“Swish!”
“Swish!”
The Heavenly-grade Battlefield Phantom wielded a scythe-shaped weapon, frequently swinging it through the void, sending arc-shaped blade lights that tore through space ruthlessly sweeping over.
“Boom boom boom!”
Relying on his mechanical armored wings, Jun Changxiao flew at high speed through the barrage, but also felt tremendous pressure because the blade energy flying past him was too powerful—if he couldn’t dodge, he’d definitely suffer serious injury.
Just in terms of strength alone, he definitely wasn’t a match for a Heavenly-grade opponent, but because he had the modified vacuum cleaner, as long as he got close…
From the current situation, there was no way to get close at all!
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Several more streams of light tore through space. After Jun Changxiao barely dodged them, he thought darkly: “If this drags on, getting close will be even harder!”
“Use the Blade That Collects with Difficulty,” the system said.
Jun Changxiao said: “For a single target, using the Seal-Breaking Talisman is wasteful.”
As his strongest trump card, with only two Seal-Breaking Talismans remaining, unless absolutely necessary, he really didn’t want to use them.
Moreover.
A good blade should be used on the blade’s edge.
If he couldn’t turn the situation into a grass-cutting game, just targeting one person would be equivalent to losing the meaning of showing off!
The system said helplessly: “How can you defeat it without using the Blade That Collects with Difficulty? From the current situation, you won’t be able to hold out until Hall Master Purple finishes his fight and comes to help.”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Two more blade lights flew past him!
Jun Changxiao whooshed up to high altitude, waving one hand to take out the stone statue he’d obtained earlier, saying: “This thing might be able to help me.”
“Damn!”
The system said: “I forgot about it!”
“Swish! Swish! Swish!”
The Battlefield Phantom flew up from below, its black scythe madly slashing, instantly forming blade lights that tore through space.
Jun Changxiao barely dodged while grabbing onto the stone statue with one hand, thinking darkly: “Hurry up and give me the memory!”
Having stolen so many opportunities in the Planar Battlefield, he’d gradually figured out the pattern—all equipment-type treasures sealed their usage memories within, then transmitted them to the one who obtained them.
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Several more blade energies tearing through space pressed toward him again!
Jun Changxiao could only dodge in a sorry state while using various postures trying to communicate with the stone statue, but there was no reaction whatsoever.
Damn it!
How exactly does this thing work!
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
The Battlefield Phantom continued its bombardment, its black scythe swinging again and again, slicing space into pieces.
Jun Changxiao could still barely dodge at first, but as the opponent’s attacks became more open and aggressive, he obviously became very strained.
As for the stone statue in his hand, he’d almost crushed it to pieces, but there was still no movement, making him want to collapse and vomit blood!
The system said: “Some treasures need blood to activate. The host can try it!”
Jun Changxiao barely flashed through the blade lights and sword shadows. Not caring whether it was reliable, he directly bit through his thumb and pressed it onto the stone statue.
“Whoosh!”
The moment blood made contact, it was instantly absorbed.
“It’s working!”
Jun Changxiao’s heart filled with joy, but the next second his expression changed drastically because the blood in his body became uncontrollable, madly surging into the stone statue’s body!
Crap!
This is going to kill me!
After absorbing a large amount of blood, the stone statue began to flash with red light.
“Whoosh!”
A surge of unfamiliar memories instantly flooded into Jun Changxiao’s sea of consciousness. Because it was forcibly poured in, the intense pain it brought made his face gradually contort.
A few seconds later, the pain dissipated.
Jun Changxiao’s tightly furrowed brow relaxed as he understood: “So that’s how it is.”
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
Suddenly, several cold blade lights flew from the distance.
Jun Changxiao turned both hands, fixing the stone statue in front of his body.
“Transform!”
“Buzz!”
The stone statue suspended before him flashed with red light, instantly transforming into countless rays of radiance that wrapped around Jun Changxiao’s entire body. On the exposed skin, red lines appeared, resembling some kind of ancient restriction.
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
Just at this moment, several cold blade lights carrying terrifying might had already bombarded over, exploding in midair with dazzling, eye-catching brilliance.
“It’s over!”
“Sect Master Jun was hit!”
City Lord Han and Mu Changhong immediately became nervous.
From the situation just now, Jun Changxiao found it difficult to contend with the Battlefield Phantom. Now that he’d been hit head-on by blade lights, it would definitely be very troublesome!
However.
The radiance gradually weakened, and the battle area became clearly visible. The two of them immediately widened their eyes.
The entire Myriad Ages Sect also wore dazed expressions.
Demon King Zilin, who was engaged in combat with the Battlefield Phantom high in the sky, glanced back and exclaimed: “Holy crap!”
Jun Changxiao stood in midair, the corners of his mouth lightly curving up in an evil, charming smile.
Cutting to the distance, one could see this guy had completely transformed from head to toe, his appearance extremely similar to the stone statue—he could no longer be described as “human.”
“Whoosh!”
Space trembled, and streams of light flashed.
Just as everyone was shocked, Jun Changxiao had already appeared behind the Battlefield Phantom, a fist resembling a fierce beast’s savagely smashing over. With a “bang,” he directly hammered the opponent into the ground.
This terrifying speed and terrifying power immediately stunned everyone present.
“Swish!”
The Battlefield Phantom flew back up, raising its black scythe to…
Wait!
Where’s my scythe? Where’s my scythe!
Its scythe was currently in Jun Changxiao’s hands. After examining it for a bit, he murmured: “Looking at this weapon’s level, it should be no weaker than Earth-grade.”
“…”
Everyone’s mouths twitched.
When did this guy seize someone’s weapon?
“However.”
Jun Changxiao gripped the scythe tightly and shook his head: “Before this seat, it’s no different from trash.”
“Crack!”
Under the pressure of powerful force, the black scythe immediately showed cracks, then exploded with a “bang,” gradually dissipating in midair.
City Lord Han, Mu Changhong, and the others’ eyeballs nearly popped out!
The weapon the Battlefield Phantom wielded, just from the aura it emanated alone, was no weaker than Xingyun Continent’s Holy-grade high tier. To think he so easily crushed it! This was really… too wasteful!
Demon King Zilin frowned: “His current strength has probably reached Heavenly-grade. Could he have used some powerful divine ability?”
He Wudi and Ye Xingchen were also pondering. The more the three thought about it, the stronger the shock in their hearts became!
Actually.
Jun Changxiao hadn’t used any divine ability but had transformed into the stone statue, possessing extraordinary combat power!
So to speak, the thing he obtained was similar to the Talisman of Heaven and Earth, able to provide amplification effects to the user!
“Whoosh!”
The weaponless Battlefield Phantom gathered power in both fists and charged forward.
However, just as it was about to approach Jun Changxiao, the latter suddenly threw a punch through the void. Violent power like that of an ancient fierce beast madly pressed down!
“Bang!”
“Boom!”
The Battlefield Phantom crashed to the ground, creating a crater dozens of zhang deep, its fine-quality armor showing a fist imprint!
Demon King Zilin’s mouth twitched: “This is way too fierce, isn’t it?”
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao dove down, his beast-like arms suddenly swinging, fist imprints thunderously raining down, smashing the ground into deeper and deeper craters, raising billowing dust.
When everything ended and everything returned to normal, he hovered at low altitude, his fierce beast-transformed body emanating an aura of looking down upon all under heaven!
As for the Heavenly-grade Battlefield Phantom, in the center of the deep crater, its entire armor had shattered, both eyes’ light completely dimmed.
Dead!
Completely dead!
“Whoosh—”
The Xingyun Continent stronghold expanded like crazy, its area growing considerably again!
After eliminating his target, Jun Changxiao looked up at the other Battlefield Phantom still fighting Demon King Zilin and instantly vanished with a “whoosh.”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
…
Demon King Zilin’s mouth twitched violently as he hovered in midair.
Because his opponent was currently lying in a deep crater, armor completely shattered all over its body, having completely lost all thought and consciousness.
A Battlefield Phantom comparable to Wusheng Great Perfection level, after that guy changed appearance, was actually so easily ravaged—simply too terrifying!
“The Sect Master is so strong!”
“What kind of martial technique is this!”
Li Qingyang, Xiao Zuiji, and the others gazed at Jun Changxiao standing proudly in midair, their eyes brimming with intense worship!
The most shocked were still City Lord Han and the others.
They looked at Dogsheng as if looking at a monster!
The stone statue-transformed Jun Changxiao was indeed a monster, a monster from the depths of hell!
“Swish!”
Demon King Zilin descended.
He originally wanted to return to the stronghold, but after taking just two steps, he saw Jun Changxiao suddenly clutching his head, screaming in agony.
“Ahh—”
His face contorted, red lines appeared all over his body, and his originally clear gaze became turbid, gradually turning blood-red. The feeling he gave was as if he were slowly losing his reason!
Demon King Zilin’s mouth twitched as he said: “Don’t tell me he’s gone into qi deviation?”
The intense pain erosion didn’t last long. Jun Changxiao gradually stopped screaming, then turned his head, his gaze locking onto Hall Master Purple’s body, baring his teeth in a grin: “I haven’t fought enough yet.”
“Whoosh!”
Two sharp fangs protruded, and a violent aura filled his surroundings!
“Not good!”
“Boom—”
“Thud thud thud!”
Demon King Zilin raised both hands before him. His body uncontrollably exploded backward, finally retreating a hundred zhang before barely stabilizing, his entire face contorting.
In the area where he’d originally been standing, Jun Changxiao stood in a punching stance, eyes blood-red as he said: “Too weak.”
“…”
Demon King Zilin forcibly endured the pain in both arms and roared: “Have you gone mad!”
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao appeared before him, making his pupils instantly contract.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
In an instant, violent energy erupted outside the stronghold.
“This…”
City Lord Han and the others watched dumbstruck.
They really couldn’t understand why Sect Master Jun was fighting his own hall master. From the intensity of his attacks, he was completely merciless, completely beating him to death!
…
A quarter-hour later.
Jun Changxiao stood on the cracked earth. The lines covering his body gradually dissipated, and he returned from beast form to normal, then covered his forehead with one hand, saying: “My head hurts so much… What just… happened?”
The stone statue appeared out of nowhere and fell at his feet.
After the explosive headache gradually dissipated, Jun Changxiao picked it up.
“Hm?”
Suddenly, he discovered Demon King Zilin in a swastika formation, covered in injuries and embedded in a deep crater, so he roared angrily: “Who did this!”
“Thud!”
“Thud!”
Various warriors on the floating mountain all tumbled down together.
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