Chapter 664 – Profound Handle

“What?”

Yang Junshan, who had originally intended to recuperate and store his strength, suddenly jumped up from the ground, and could not help but ask: “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!”

After he finished speaking, he pointed out a direction for Yang Junshan and said: “I’m very tired, and won’t be able to last much longer.”

Yang Junshan took out a Spirit Pill to recover his True Essence and swallowed it, then he rushed towards the direction the Pangolin pointed to.

After the three Spiritual Masters of the Heaven-Shaken Sect had been scattered and attacked, Zhang Yueming had flown all the way under the pursuit of the three Alien Cultivator s. With great difficulty in killing one of them and escaping from his pursuers, Zhang Yueming finally discovered that he was already on an unknown desert.

After Zhang Yueming rested for a while, he turned the ring on his finger. This was a special tool specially made by the Heaven-Shaken Sect, and the three rings were respectively in the hands of the Adept Qing Shu, Zhang Yueming and Ning Bin, and there was a vague feeling between the three rings in the middle of the Buried Sky Ruins. This was also the reason why the three of them were able to gather so quickly after entering the Buried Sky Ruins, and at this moment, Zhang Yueming wanted to use the ring to search for the other two people’s positions.

Zhang Yueming heaved a sigh of relief. However, the distance between the three of them seemed to be too far apart, but he still decided to follow the weak reaction of the ring and meet up with the other two.

Zhang Yueming stood up and looked around, then chose to walk in a certain direction for around five kilometers. Here, he suddenly stopped, he had just refined the Mountain Stone and felype of power that was similar to the Mountain’s Stone, and the direction of this power did not seem to be too far away from him.

He could still clearly see the enormous effect that the Mountain Suppression Stone had on Zhang Yueming, making it difficult for him to resist this kind of enticement.

After passing through a desolate sand dune, Zhang Yueming’s footsteps paused, his gaze congealed, and all of a sudden, he saw a person who appeared in front of him at almost the same time.

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

Zhang Yueming said in a deep voice: “So Brother Yang is actually here, it is gratifying to see that Brother Yang is safe and sound. I wonder, what is Brother Yang’s intention of ‘discovering this place’?”

The person facing him was precisely Yang Junshan, who had 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 coincidentally appeared. He obviously did not believe that this was a coincidence, and was even more willing to believe that Yang Junshan had received guidance that was about the same as him, with the same goal as him.

Yang Junshan laughed: “Brother Zhang, there is no need to pretend to be confused, the reason why you and I came here is the same, why are you deceiving yourself?”

Zhang Yueming’s eyes flashed, and suddenly laughed: “Then it seems like Brother Yang also sensed that the object is here?”

Yang Junshan slowly restrained the smile on his face and said: “Precisely!”

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

Yang Junshan seemed to have sensed something from Zhang Yueming’s smile, and asked while smiling: “Then what is Brother Zhang planning to do?”

Zhang Yueming “hehe” laughed, and said: “You and I have known each other for dozens of years, but ever since the Banyan Mountain, you and I have mostly been famous, and have never competed with each other deeply. Today was truly a rare opportunity, so we can only decide the victor rather than death, how about it?”

After Yang Junshan heard this, he “chuckled” and said: “It seems that Brother Zhang has long had a competitive spirit towards our strength?”

Zhang Yueming chuckled, and said: “Don’t tell me Brother Yang doesn’t have one?”

Yang Junshan’s aura changed, and he said: “Whatever, the treasures buried under the sand will become the prize, whoever wins will have it today, how about that!”

“Of course!”

As Zhang Yueming finished speaking, circle after circle of invisible spirit energy began to form around him, an invisible force field started to take shape, and slowly advanced forward until it collided with Yang Junshan’s aura with a loud bang. The formless power caused the sand on the ground to be swept up, and then formed a thin wall of sand between the two of them.

The thin wall of sand continued to undulate up and down, sometimes falling in Yang Junshan’s direction, sometimes falling in Zhang Yueming’s direction, and sometimes undulating back and forth like waves. It was just that this wall of sand was erected, it wasn’t like the waves of the ocean.

The aura of the two was the same, but for a moment, they could do nothing about it. Following that, the paper-thin wall of sand suddenly split apart, and a long blade flew out, straight towards Yang Junshan.

Yang Junshan’s feet flashed with light, he had already moved more than thirty meters away in an instant, but the place where he was standing was suddenly cut by a formless blade light, forming a one meter deep ravine, the sand on both sides of the ravine poured down like water into the center.

Just as Zhang Yueming’s long blade was about to strike, he also focused and retreated. The ground he was standing on suddenly cracked, and a huge crevice opened up like a beast’s mouth, ready to swallow someone at any time.

The moment Zhang Yueming retreated, he suddenly rushed forward. If there was a chance to seize the initiative, Yang Junshan was confident that his sense of smell was far superior to cultivators of the same cultivation level. He flung the double-sided greataxe in his hand, and the gigantic axe flew up like a spinning blade, releasing a cold blade light that struck towards Zhang Yueming’s head.

Zhang Yueming’s expression was calm, and did not have the slightest fluctuation of emotions because of Yang Junshan seizing the initiative. He also held a heavy blade in his hand, which waigh grade spirit artifact in its own right, and with a casual swing, the heavy blade slashed down with a heavy blade light that was held up in mid air.

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.

In this strike, Yang Junshan’s double-sided greataxe contained the spirit of breaking mountain, and the blade beam that Zhang Yueming had slashed down also relied on the falling power of the Flying Stone Spirit Art, in the end, it was Zhang Yueming who relied on the higher quality treasure in his hand to win by a level.

Yang Junshan raised his hand, and the double-sided gigantic axe suddenly jumped, from the bottom to the top, it released a cold light that hacked towards Zhang Yueming. The strike should have belonged to Zhang Yueming, but he was the first one to recover and make the first move.

What did this mean? Zhang Yueming’s heart turned cold, at least it meant two things: First, Yang Junshan’s cultivation base was strong, and second, the source of energy accumulated in his dantian was strong. Second, the cultivation technique Yang Junshan cultivated was not of a low rank.

Could it be that Yang Junshan could actually cultivate sucowerful Qi from a middle grade treasured cultivation technique?

A thought flashed through Zhang Yueming’s mind, but he did not dare slow down, at the same time, he had the intention to fight. The long blade sliced through the air, bringing aboueart wrenching sound, it quickly cut through the air causing the blade in mid air causing traces of flames to appear around the body of the blade. In the end, the fire surrounded the entire blade, like a meteor falling from the sky, the Precious Techniques and Divine Powers’s Falling Mountain Strike transformed into a Falling Mountain Slash, slashing towards Yang Junshan.

Yang Junshan let out a cold snort and took out his second treasure. The Mountain Monarch Seal soared into the sky and used a Sky Seal to send the long blade that had transformed into a meteor flame flying back into the air. At the same time, the double-sided greataxe fell back onto the ground, creating countless crevices on the shaking 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 laughed coldly in his heart. The aura around him underwent a drastic change as the energy of heaven and earth was instantly channeled and formed into an invisible and huge vortex of spirit energy with him as the center.

“Spiral of spirit energy, third stage of realms of life, you have already stepped into the Profound Constellation Realm!” Yang Junshan let out a strange cry, and an unfathomable intent flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Yueming laughed out loud, and said: “Brother Yang, you are too strong, if I suppress my cultivation, and do not dare to say that I will win, I have no choice but to go all out, I beg of Brother Yang to forgive me!”

These words were said modestly, but the arrogance inside wasn’t hidden at all. When one’s cultivation was suppressed in the Gangli Accumulation Realm, they ‘wouldn’t dare say that they would definitely win’, which implied that although his chances of success were very high under the circumstances of suppressing his cultivation, if one didn’t suppress his cultivation, then that meant he would definitely win.

Zhang Yueming revealed the cultivation that he had been hiding all this while, his confidence increasing greatly, the long blade hanging right in front of his body, he pointed at Yang Junshan and laughed: “Brother Yang, your strength is truly amazing, but do you and I still have a need to compete?”

Yang Junshan sneered, the magnetic treasure around his body lit up, the high grade spirit weapon hanging in the air wobbled, and almost fell from the sky.

Yang Junshan had already made his stand clear using actual actions, and Zhang Yueming did not waste any more words. Witorizontal slash of the heavy blade, the magnetic precious light was actually cut apart like a thin veil, and the Precious Techniques and Divine Powers that was originally only there as support was actually broken by Zhang Yueming with a single slash.

“Brother Yang seems to have forgotten that all you have learned is the legacy of the Heaven-Shaken Sect. Zhang Yueming’s tone revealed a slight sense of pride.

Yang Junshan’s face darkened. With a wave of his hands, the Mountain Monarch Seal descended from the skies and instantly suppressed the heavy sword as he coldly said: “Oh, then how is Brother Zhang going to break this sacred art?”

The heavy sword struggled with all of his might, but was still unable to escape from the suppression of the Mountain Monarch Seal. Gradually, Zhang Yueming’s face changed, as he suddenly realized something, and exclaimed: “You, you’ve also increased your Profound Constellation Realm?”

Yang Junshan laughed at the sky, no longer using his consciousness to hide his aura. The ferocious aura expanded outwards with Yang Junshan as the center, and then similarly shrank towards the center, forming a vortex of spiritual energy that was even larger than what Zhang Yueming had displayed before. It was the performance of someone who had advanced to the third level of the realms of life.

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