Chapter 063: Yin-Yang Severing the Mountain

“Isn’t that Wang Long?” The fierce fluctuations drew many onlookers, and when they saw the jade-like youth, exclamations rang out endlessly—Wang Long’s reputation was immense.

“Who is that black-robed man? How did he end up opposing Wang Long?” The newcomers were puzzled, but someone immediately explained, and the group wore expressions of sudden realization.

“The black-robed kid obtained the inheritance mark,” someone sneered, their thoughts unknown.

“This kid is in for trouble. Wang Long has an imitation of the Yin-Yang Unified Qi Divine Furnace, far superior to some half-finished Dao artifacts,” the crowd murmured below. The Yin-Yang Unified Qi Divine Furnace was a supreme treasure on the continent, holding a place on the Divine Artifact Ranking.

Their eyes met, and the tense atmosphere soared to the skies. The surrounding crowd dispersed somewhat, fearing that being caught in such a battle might lead to accidents.

“You skulking thing, take off your hood.” Wang Long sneered, his hand suddenly forming a claw. A fierce eruptive force surged out, grabbing toward Yang Tian’s entire body, instantly shredding several ancient trees nearby.

“I’m afraid I’ll scare you.” Yang Tian smiled, stomping his foot heavily. A rainbow-like surge of blood energy rose from the ground, like a volcano bursting forth, directly dispersing the gust of wind.

“Such strong control.” Seeing this, a flicker of surprise passed through Wang Long’s eyes. The black-robed man hadn’t used any martial technique, yet he could manipulate blood energy so skillfully—Wang Long admitted he couldn’t do that himself.

“Kid, the inheritance isn’t something you can possess.” A trace of seriousness emerged on Wang Long’s face. In an instant, he stomped his foot, and his figure flashed like lightning toward Yang Tian. At the same time, two streams of energy, one black and one white, surged from Wang Long’s body—these were the yin and yang energies of the Yin-Yang Union Joy Art.

Bang! The two streams of energy suddenly transformed into two ferocious beasts with hideous faces, violently exploding through the air. Fierce blood energy howled out, smashing down toward Yang Tian’s chest.

“Hmph.” Facing the imminent attack, Yang Tian sneered, his aura soaring step by step. Dozens of light blades leaped on his palm, spinning through the vacuum, slashing toward the two beasts.

Boom! Boom! The light blades, like peerless divine swords, continuously sliced through the beasts’ bodies. The air exploded like thunder, cleaving the two beasts in midair.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Yang Tian’s figure suddenly flickered, moving like a loach to Wang Long’s back. His fists, crystalline and red, struck several punches through the air toward Wang Long’s back.

Bang! Unexpectedly, two streams of black-and-white blood energy surged from Wang Long’s back, colliding with the several fierce fist seals, causing continuous explosions in the vacuum.

But when the wisps of black energy touched the red fist seals, they shrank sharply like mice seeing a cat.

“Such strange fist seals.” Wang Long’s heart tightened, but he had no time to think. He fully mobilized the white energy within his body, continuously striking against the fist seals.

Boom! Boom! The fierce energy currents interlocked, erupting into blinding light. Dust and smoke billowed around them. At the point of energy convergence, there was a sudden tremor, and the residual energy burst forth violently.

“Slap… slap…” Both bodies trembled simultaneously, retreating several zhang. The ground beneath their feet cracked into countless fissures, spreading outward.

“Hiss…” Seeing the two forced back together, the distant spectators gasped. Wang Long’s yin and yang energies were exceptionally tricky and varied, yet Yang Tian matched him evenly.

“What fist technique is this kid using?” A tingling numbness spread, and Wang Long’s face turned completely serious. This fist technique was incredibly fierce; the yin energy within his body lost its power when it met the fist seals.

“You two, seize the black-robed man beside him—alive!” His gaze fixed on Yang Tian, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, Wang Long shouted coldly.

Whoosh! As his words fell, the two youths behind him moved instantly, like leopards, with a fierce aura, charging explosively toward Yun'er.

"You're asking for death!" Yang Tian's body moved, his spine rotating continuously, streaks of leg shadows flashing through the air, directly slamming toward the two figures.

Bang! Bang! The rainbow-like qi and blood sealed the vacuum, and the two figures abruptly halted, but they reacted quickly, simultaneously striking out with a palm, colliding with the leg shadows.

Bang! The heavy leg shadows were extremely fierce, directly shattering the palm wind, and in that instant, the two bodies were sent flying, breaking several ancient trees at the waist.

"Kid, you'd better worry about yourself first." Wang Long's pupils contracted slightly, his body darting forward, his hands suddenly striking in the air, two streams of yin and yang qi blasting toward Yang Tian's back.

Boom! Yang Tian frowned slightly, his arm turning back as he struck out with a palm, several light blades shattering the qi behind him.

"Brother Yang, you focus on dealing with him; leave these two to me." Yun'er walked over and said softly, then took out a jade hairpin. As energy poured into it, the hairpin suddenly grew to half a zhang in height.

"Chi chi." Gripping the jade hairpin, Yun'er's figure flickered, like willow catkins flying, several sharp qi streams surging from the hairpin and stabbing toward the two.

"Quite a few treasures." Seeing this, Yang Tian smiled, then his figure dashed forward, a sky full of fist seals, like a sudden storm, mixed with the sound of wind, slamming toward Wang Long's vital points.

Wang Long's face turned solemn, his fists clenched tightly, dozens of streams of yin and yang qi suddenly surging from his body, like dozens of venomous snakes, clashing with Yang Tian's fist seals.

Boom! Boom! The place where the two fought quickly formed a storm, continuously sweeping the surroundings, ancient trees breaking and collapsing, stirring up dust all over the ground.

"The black-robed man is really strong." The onlookers' eyes widened, but the two figures were too fast for them to see the scene of the battle clearly. However, from this aura, the black-robed man's cultivation was exceptionally formidable, not inferior to a holy son's combat power.

"It's still too early to draw conclusions. Their treasures haven't been used yet," said one of the spectators.

"Right, Wang Long's yin and yang qi, enhanced by the Yin-Yang One Qi Divine Furnace, has nearly doubled in power. I wonder what level of treasure the black-robed man can produce?"

The crowd buzzed with discussion. As energy continuously clashed, the fierce wind attracted more people, and the number of onlookers grew.

His fist momentum was astonishing, constantly pressing Wang Long back. Both sides manifested their momentum, repeatedly shattering the void, and the wind blades surging within were terrifyingly fierce.

Bang! Wang Long's expression shifted constantly. He sensed that Yang Tian had not yet used his full strength. The wind howled around them, causing his eardrums to ring incessantly.

Wang Long suddenly struck out with two palms, his form breaking away from the storm and landing on a distant ancient tree.

Clenching his fists, Yang Tian smiled. His fingers suddenly danced as if flowers were falling from the sky, forming seals at an extremely fast pace.

Wang Long's face turned cold. His palms crossed abruptly, and countless streams of yin and yang qi surged violently. His arms instantly turned black and white, forming two massive energy vortexes.

"Bang... bang..." When he saw Yang Tian executing a martial technique, Wang Long's expression shifted slightly. His form flashed rapidly, appearing before Yang Tian as two energy orbs burst forth. His fists seemed to transform into two dragon heads.

"Yin-Yang Severing Mountains!" With a sudden roar, a black and a white flood dragon surged out from Wang Long's arms. The flood dragons roared skyward, their fierce blood energy erupting, shaking the void with booming explosions.