Sovereign to Immortality

Yang Junshan, who was going to replenish his energy, suddenly jumped up from the ground and asked, "Are you for real?"    

After waking up, the Pangolin looked listless. Hearing Zhang Tie's words, it only said, "Let's go take a look and you'll know!"    

Then, he pointed at a certain direction for Yang Junshan and said, "I am very tired. I won't be able to hold on for long."    

Yang Junshan took out a spiritual pill to recover his zhen yuan and swallowed it. Then, he rushed towards the direction the pangolin pointed to.    

After the three people of the Heaven Shaking Sect were attacked and scattered, Zhang Yueming was chased by three alien cultivators. After much difficulty in killing one of them and getting rid of his pursuer, he found himself on an unknown desert.    

It was a special tool specially designed by the Heaven Shaking Sect. The three rings in the hands of Spiritual Master Green Tree, Zhang Yueming, and Ning Bin were faintly connected to the three rings in the Buried Heavens Ruins. This was also the reason why the three of them were able to gather so quickly after entering the Sky Burying Ruins.    

This made Zhang Yueming slightly relieved. However, the distance between the three of them seemed to be too far, but he still decided to follow the weak connection between the rings to join the other two.    

Zhang Yue Ming stood up and surveyed her surroundings. She then chose a direction and walked more than five kilometers away, but she suddenly stopped here. Not long ago, when she was refining the mountain rock, she felt a kind of power that was similar to the mountain rock, and this power didn't seem to come from too far away.    

He still vividly remembered the huge benefits the mountain rock had brought to Zhang Yueming, which made it difficult for him to resist this temptation.    

After passing through a barren sand dune, Zhang Yue Ming's footsteps slowed down. Her pupils constricted as she saw a person that appeared in front of her almost at the same time.    

"So Brother Zhang also discovered this place!" the man opposite him asked.    

Zhang Yue Ming said in a deep voice, "So Brother Yang is here, it's really gratifying to see that you're safe and sound. I wonder what Brother Yang's intention is for us to discover this place?"    

This person was Yang Junshan, who arrived under the guidance of the artifact spirit pangolin, but right when he arrived at the pile of yellow sand, he discovered that Zhang Yueming had also appeared. He naturally didn't believe that this was a coincidence, and was more willing to believe that Yang Junshan had received guidance that was about the same as him, with the same goal.    

Yang Junshan laughed, "Brother Zhang, why pretend to be ignorant. You and I have the same goal here, why are you fooling yourself?"    

Zhang Yue Ming's eyes flashed, and she suddenly laughed, "Then it seems that Brother Yang has also sensed that this item should be here?"    

Yang Junshan slowly restrained the smile on his face and said, "That's right!"    

Zhang Yueming smiled and asked, "Then Brother Yang, what do you think we should do next?"    

Yang Junshan seemed to sense something from the smile on Zhang Yueming's face and asked with a smile, "So what does Brother Zhang plan to do?"    

Zhang Yue Ming chuckled and said, "You and I have known each other for dozens of years. However, ever since that year, both of us have been well-known for our abilities, but we have never been able to compete in depth. Today is truly a rare opportunity, so we can only determine victory or defeat. How about it?"    

Yang Junshan smiled and said, "It seems that you and I have already decided to fight?"    

Zhang Yue Ming chuckled, "Don't tell me Brother Yang doesn't have one?"    

Yang Junshan's aura changed, and he said, "Well, let the treasure be the prize. The one who wins today will be the winner, what do you think?"    

"Of course!"    

With that, circles after circles of invisible spiritual energy began to form around her body, and an invisible force field started to take shape. It slowly pushed forward until it collided with Yang Junshan's aura with a loud bang, causing the sand on the ground to rise up and form a thin wall of sand between the two of them.    

This thin wall of sand continued to move up and down, sometimes falling in the direction of Yang Junshan, sometimes falling in the direction of Zhang Yueming. Sometimes, it would move up and down with the battle between the two like waves, but this wall of sand was erected, it didn't move up and down like waves.    

The momentum of the two was the same, but no one could do anything about it. Soon, the paper-thin wall of sand suddenly cracked open, and a long blade came out horizontally, pointing straight at Yang Junshan.    

There was a flash of light from the foot of Yang Jun's mountain, and she was already more than a hundred feet away from the place where she had been standing just moments ago. The invisible blade light had cut a gully three meters deep, and the sand on both sides of the gully was flowing like water.    

In the instant that Zhang Yue Ming's long blade was unleashed, his gaze also froze, and he explosively retreated. The ground that he was standing on suddenly cracked, and a huge fissure appeared like the bloody maw of a monster, ready to swallow anyone at any time.    

In terms of preemption, Yang Junshan was confident that his sense of smell was far superior to cultivators of the same cultivation level. He swung the double-sided giant axe in his hand, and the giant axe spun like a wheel of blades, spinning into a cold blade light and slashing towards Zhang Yuechan's head.    

He also took out a heavy blade, but the quality of it was a Superior Grade Totem. With a casual wave of his hand, the heavy blade swung down with a thick saber light in midair.    

Clang, the sound of metal clanging against each other could be heard from far away on the empty beach. The saber light shattered, and the heavy sword bounced off, but the double-sided giant axe was also smashed to the ground. The spinning cold light turned the already thin grain of sand into a clump of dirt.    

Yang Junshan's double-sided axe contained the Splitting Mountain Spirit Art, and Zhang Yueming's chopping blade light also borrowed the power of the falling stone spirit art. In the end, Zhang Yueming won by a level due to the higher quality magic treasure in his hand.    

Yang Junshan raised his hand, and suddenly jumped up from the sand with his double-sided greataxe. A cold light flashed from below, and it hacked towards Zhang Yuemin. The one who should have had the upper hand was Zhang Yueming, but Yang Junshan was the first one who recovered and took the initiative to attack.    

What did this mean? Zhang Yueming's heart turned cold. This meant at least two things. First, Yang Junshan had a solid foundation for cultivation, and second, the source of energy accumulated in his dantian; and second, the cultivation technique Yang Junshan cultivated was of a rather high quality.    

Could it be that Yang Junshan was able to cultivate such vigorous Zhen Yuan through a priceless skill?    

At the same time, she also had the intention to fight. The long blade sliced through the air, and with a heart palpitating whistling sound, it rapidly cut through the air, causing a small fire to ignite around the blade. In the end, the fire surrounded the entire blade, and like a meteor falling from the sky, the precious technique and sacred art of Falling Mountain Art transformed into a Falling Mountain Chop, chopping towards Yang Junshan's head.    

Yang Junshan snorted coldly and took out his second magic treasure. The Mountain Lord's Seal rose into the air and sent the flaming blade flying into the air. At the same time, the double-sided giant axe fell back to the ground, creating countless cracks on the beach.    

"Earth-Shaking Mountain Spell and dual spirit weapons. Is such a vigorous source energy accumulation really something that can be accomplished by a mid-grade treasure cultivation technique?"    

Zhang Yueming sneered in his heart as the aura around his changed drastically. The Heaven and Earth powers around his were instantly activated, forming a formless and massive vortex of spiritual power with her as the center. It even caused Yang Junshan's Earth-Shaking Mountain spiritual energy to weaken to the point of collapse.    

"Spiritual energy whirlpool, third level of the Mortal Realm, you've already advanced to the Xuan Core realm!" Yang Junshan cried out with a strange sound. His eyes seemed to be filled with confusion.    

Zhang Yue Ming laughed and said, "Brother Yang, you're too strong. If I am to suppress my cultivation, I'm not sure if I will win or not, so I have no choice but to go all out. Brother Yang, please don't blame me!"    

These words were said modestly, but the arrogance within did not hide it. When one was suppressing their cultivation at the Qi Condensation stage, they would 'dare not speak without winning', which meant that in a situation where one was suppressing his cultivation, then the person would have a 100% chance of winning.    

Zhang Yue Ming revealed the cultivation that she had been hiding all along, and her confidence rose greatly. Her long blade hung high in front of her as she pointed it at Yang Junshan, "Brother Yang, I am impressed with your capability, but do you and I still have a need to compete with each other?"    

Yang Junshan sneered. The magnetic treasure around him lit up, causing that high quality spirit weapon to lose its balance and almost fall down from the sky.    

Yang Junshan had already used practical actions to express his stance, so Zhang Yueming didn't waste any time. The heavy sword slashed out horizontally, and the magnetic precious light was actually cut apart like a thin veil. The precious technique that was originally only there as support was actually broken by Zhang Yueming's blade.    

"Brother Yang seems to have forgotten that everything you've learned is from the Heaven Shaking Sect, the sect will naturally be able to break it." A hint of pride appeared in Zhang Yueming's tone.    

Yang Junshan's face darkened. With a wave of his hands, the Mountain Lord's Seal descended from the sky and suppressed the saber. He said with a cold voice, "Oh, so what about this sacred art? How is Brother Zhang going to break it?"    

The heavy sword struggled with all its might, but it was unable to break free from the suppression of the Mountain Lord's Seal. Gradually, Zhang Yue Ming's expression changed, and she suddenly realized something, exclaiming, "You, you've also advanced to the Xuan Core realm?"    

Yang Junshan threw his head back and laughed, no longer using his spiritual awareness to retract his aura. A fierce aura expanded outwards with Yang Junshan as the center, and similarly began to shrink towards the center, forming a vortex of spiritual energy even more powerful than Zhang Yueming's.    

"Brother Zhang, do you still dare to say that you will definitely win?"    

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