Chapter 436 - 410: Revering Him as a God

Chapter 436: Chapter 410: Revering Him as a God

After all, he had originally planned to use Lin Shenghuang at the Thunder Saint Academy to slow Fang Yang’s progress.

But in the end, Lin Shenghuang failed to pose any threat to Fang Yang at all.

On the contrary, Fang Yang had advanced triumphantly, ultimately enjoying a meteoric rise.

Such a turn of events was truly unforgettable.

...

If one had to name who in the Changkong clan least wanted to see the Fang Clan’s resurgence, it would undoubtedly be the Zhang Clan.

The struggle between the Fang and Zhang clans had gone on for many years.

Assigning blame had long since lost its meaning.

Essentially, the most outstanding disciples from each generation of the two clans were always compared.

And Fang Yang and Zhang Ye, as the most brilliant prodigies of their generation in their respective clans, were inevitably compared at every turn.

In other words, Fang Yang and Zhang Ye were destined to have a showdown, and they would be locked in a recurring struggle until one side fell into complete decline.

As things stood now, it seemed Fang Yang was already so far ahead that Zhang Ye had been left in the dust.

DRIP.

DRIP... DRIP...

The sound of dripping water echoed through the Zhang Clan’s ancestral hall.

In stark contrast to the jubilant laughter of the Fang Clan elders, the elders of the Zhang Clan were silent as statues, unable to utter a single word.

In the past, the Zhang Clan’s fame had been on par with the Fang’s; in fact, they had even held a considerable lead.

But now, with Fang Yang’s emergence, the tables had turned.

The Zhang Clan elders could only sigh. Jealousy, frustration, melancholy—a torrent of negative emotions washed over their faces.

Some were even relieved that their struggle with the Fang Clan had always followed the official rules, and that they had never sent assassins after Fang Yang.

Otherwise, they feared the Zhang Clan would have faced a great purge.

"Hmph! What’s there to be afraid of with Fang Yang? He’s only human, with two eyes and a nose. What he can do, I, Zhang Shengyi, can do as well. When I’m older, I’ll definitely be able to do it too!"

Zhang Shengyi stepped forward, trying to rally everyone’s morale.

He was the Zhang Clan’s newest prodigy, possessing a Grade C Flamefish Spirit Body, and had only recently achieved Enlightenment.

Among his peers in the Zhang Clan, he was second only to Zhang Shengji and could be considered a minor genius.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing his words, the elders’ expressions grew even more pained. They felt as if the sky itself was falling.

’The new prodigy they had such high hopes for only had this level of talent? How could they possibly compete with the Fang Clan?’

’If they had to rely on a prodigy like this to support the clan, they might as well just surrender to the Fang Clan. At least that way they could earn a reputation for being sensible.’

At that moment, Zhang Shengji, who was standing to the side, could no longer bear to watch and stepped forward.

Zhang Shengji’s gaze was cold.

"You’ve only just reached Enlightenment. Your perspective is still narrow. To you, looking at Fang Yang is like a frog in a well gazing at the moon."

"If you’re ever fortunate enough to reach Tier Five, you’ll see him as a mayfly sees the heavens. You’ll revere him as a god."

In that instant, Zhang Shengyi looked as though he’d been dealt a heavy blow and was rendered speechless.

Several of the clan elders were already looking at him with open disapproval.

...

Sen Yue emerged from his seclusion.

Having reached the Master Level in Dream Dao, he felt as if the world itself had changed.

However, to counter the possibility of other factions "flipping the chessboard," he still had to make preparations to conceal his form and aura.

And it was while he was making these preparations that he suddenly learned from his mother about Fang Yang’s recent activities.

Reaching Tier Five Peak at the age of thirty—an unprecedented feat that surpassed even the Vast Sea Venerable Emperor.

Mastering the Skill of One Acupoint, Two Aspects, with the second aspect being none other than the Great Sun Golden Crow.

Sweeping aside all opposition, relying on his personal strength to suppress and kill young Great Saints like Cha Mo, Xiao Sanxuan, Zhong Zunyang, Lin Xianfan, and the White Tiger Demon Lord.

His disposition was profound and measured; he deliberately waited for the Grand Princess of Great Xuan to arrive before erupting and carrying out his great purge.

One deed after another.

He had to admit, Fang Yang’s accomplishments were truly impressive, even to him.

"The Skill of One Acupoint, Two Aspects..." Sen Yue’s expression stiffened slightly.

’But that Skill... he was the one who created it. It was his alone.’

’He had drawn inspiration for it from the [Skill of the Double Void Acupoint].’

’No, it wasn’t just his effort alone. It was built upon the innovations of the Sen Clan, and even the contributions of countless predecessors from the Fang Clan, the Zhang Clan, and others.’

’Of course, the most crucial element was that flash of inspiration in his own mind.’

’Moreover, the Skill of One Acupoint, Two Aspects was a crucial factor in him reaching the realm of the Young Venerables.’

’And yet... and yet, Fang Yang had somehow mastered it?!’

This development left Sen Yue feeling utterly bewildered.

A thought suddenly struck Sen Yue, and he asked his mother, "Is Fang Yang really using One Acupoint, Two Aspects? Are you sure it isn’t the Double Void Acupoint?"

Mrs. Sen shook her head. "Illusory projections of the battle have spread throughout the Eight Domains. Fang Yang’s Kun-Peng and Golden Crow are unmistakably the product of One Acupoint, Two Aspects."

Sen Yue secretly drew in a sharp breath.

’Such a profound Skill has incredibly strict requirements for one’s innate talent and comprehension.’

’That was why he hadn’t taught it to Sen Hui, only to Sen Wei.’

’Logically, Fang Yang shouldn’t know the Skill of One Acupoint, Two Aspects. And yet, he did!’

’Could it be that Fang Yang’s innate talent was really that terrifying?’

The light in Sen Yue’s eyes flickered uncertainly.

After a moment, he collected himself and let out a long breath, the pressure on him gradually dissipating.

’Because this was the Era of Dream Dao!’

’One step ahead, always ahead.’

’As long as he maintained his lead in the discipline of Dream Dao.’

’Forget Fang Yang; even the Great Sun Dragon Lady would have to bow her head to him!’

’And judging by Fang Yang’s current growth trajectory, no matter how powerful he was, he had surely reached his limit.’