Chapter 611: Crazy Heaven Tilting, Enjoy It Well (Thanks to 'Ta He Zhan')

Chapter 611: Kuang Tianqing, Enjoy Yourself to the Fullest (Thanks to 'Tahe Zhanshen' for the Guild Leader Tip)

Watching the battle on the live broadcast, True Lord An Zhen murmured to himself, "Zhang Yu actually took the initiative to confront Kuang Tianqing? Is he trying to steal more screen time?"

"A bold choice, indeed, but fraught with peril."

True Lord An Zhen knew that if Zhang Yu performed well in the ensuing moments and managed to stall Kuang Tianqing, even if only for a brief while, he would earn considerable praise and garner massive attention and traffic, even if he ended up severely injured.

"This is the advantage of the weak; when facing an opponent like Kuang Tianqing, as long as it isn't a crushing defeat, there is always something to gain."

"Conversely, for a top scholar like Kuang Tianqing, failing to secure a swift victory against a weaker opponent would inevitably lead to a drop in her public evaluation."

"However... there is also a tremendous risk for Zhang Yu."

True Lord An Zhen knew that if Zhang Yu's defeat was not merely crushing but if he were to be toyed with at Kuang Tianqing's whim, he would become an utter laughingstock, the clown of today's battlefield.

Things like being forced to his knees by Kuang Tianqing, having insulting words and marks carved into his body, being injected with a demonic embryo by powerful cultivators of corpse demons and demon descendants, or even more humiliating scenarios...

"Those students from the Heavenly Demon University are exceptionally adept at boosting their own popularity and crushing their opponents' immortal potential through humiliation and mockery."

"As for the humiliated, even if they gain massive attention and dirty traffic, it will only be devoured repeatedly by various sharp-tongued media outlets; they won't earn a dime, but will instead utterly ruin their reputation, making the path of immortality exceedingly difficult."

Meanwhile, countless viewers watching the live broadcast were struck by thoughts similar to those of True Lord An Zhen.

In their eyes, there were only two possible outcomes for Zhang Yu at this moment.

A crushing defeat!

Or a crushing defeat accompanied by severe humiliation!

Watching the scene on the live broadcast, Director Gao's heart tightened, a deep worry rising within him that the tender sapling he had nurtured for so long was about to be battered by a violent storm.

Receiving a notification from the artifact spirit, True Lord Ciji frowned at the images of Kuang Tianqing and Zhang Yu on the screen: "What are Dao Qiankun and the others playing at? How did it come to Zhang Yu facing Kuang Tianqing?"

At the construction site, Yu Xinghan, who was massaging Shi Huaiyu, felt a surge of tension, his hands unconsciously tightening their grip.

At the same time, it wasn't just the countless viewers of the live broadcast who learned that Zhang Yu was about to fight Kuang Tianqing.

Jiutian Liu, currently locked in fierce combat with a student from the opposing finance department, also furrowed his brow as he watched the video feed received in his ocular bone.

"Zhang Yu is fighting Kuang Tianqing?" A hint of doubt flashed through Jiutian Liu's mind: "How much money did this kid get paid to risk his life like this?"

And the video Jiutian Liu was watching was precisely the one Zhang Yu had sent in the Four Schools group chat.

Zhang Yu: I've found Kuang Tianqing [Video Link]

Ye Xingli quickly sent Zhang Yu a message: Run towards me, forget about the prisoners.

In the eyes of the many students in the Four Schools group, Zhang Yu was already a dead man; they merely marked his location and began to speculate and discuss Kuang Tianqing's next moves.

Meanwhile, Zhang Yu was not the only one on the front lines directly facing Kuang Tianqing.

Feeling the terrifying oppressive aura emanating from Kuang Tianqing, Zhao Tianxing's mind went blank, his tension reaching its absolute peak.

"I... I'm just a junior college student, how did I end up here? Why am I about to fight the strongest opponent among the ten schools?"

Hu Yuntao felt that as his emotions surged, his thoughts raced and slowed erratically, and the entire world seemed to turn illusory.

"Don't be nervous! Just... just... fight it out, damn it!"

Sensing the tense atmosphere in the air, Zhang Yu looked at Kuang Tianqing before him and said lightly, "I have been searching for an opportunity, searching for your flaw, searching for a domain... where I can defeat you..."

But giving Zhang Yu no chance to say more, Kuang Tianqing had already turned into a phantom, shooting like lightning directly in front of him.

The two collided fiercely like two shooting stars, and the intense battle erupted with a thunderous boom.

"Hmph, trying to say a few more words during the live broadcast?" Kuang Tianqing sneered inwardly: "Why should I let you have more screen time?"

Of course, aside from this reason, Kuang Tianqing knew all too well that Dao Qiankun and other opponents could arrive at any moment; she needed to finish her opponent as quickly as possible.

Zhang Yu cursed inwardly: "This guy, just spouted a bunch of words to show off, and now it's my turn and she won't let me speak? Is she really that afraid of others leeching her traffic?"

Zhang Yu naturally wouldn't follow Kuang Tianqing's rhythm; he knew that their clash was all about seizing control of the battle's tempo.

Moreover, to devour the opponent's attention and traffic in this battle, he had to speak.

Indeed, in many cases, speaking was even more important than the battle itself.

As Zhang Yu and Kuang Tianqing fought fiercely, he projected his voice through the Spirit Realm, leaving trails of text projections in the air.

"Kuang Tianqing, you rely on illusions to roam the battlefield, controlling the rhythm of the entire engagement, not only maximizing the power of every teammate but even guiding the opponent's tempo, trying to bring everything under your control."

"But to achieve this, you have mobilized all the forces on the battlefield."

"So much so that at this very moment, for the brief instant to come, you have only yourself to rely on... this is your weakest moment."

As he spoke, blazing flames suddenly erupted across Zhang Yu's body, his flesh and blood seemingly completely engulfed by the inferno.

Watching Zhang Yu shed his human shell, wrapping himself in the Radiant Sun Divine Light, Kuang Tianqing mused inwardly: "Hmph, using the Radiant Sun Divine Light as armor?"

"But why isn't my Heavenly Demon Phantom Art working?" Kuang Tianqing knew her art worked through spiritual energy; whether it was a human body, a dharma skeleton, or a magical treasure, all forms of perception would be distorted by him, falling victim to his illusions.

"Unless they don't come into contact with spiritual energy."

"But to ensure the Heavenly Demon Phantom takes effect, I polluted the spiritual veins long ago."

In Kuang Tianqing's eyes, the massive fortress beneath his feet was nothing but a useless cage, and the diverted spiritual veins made it even easier for him to pollute them, ensuring all opponents fell for his illusions.

"Stopping the absorption of spiritual energy during combat is too late; you all fell for my Heavenly Demon Phantom Art long before the battle even began."

Kuang Tianqing knew this was the terror of the current beta version of the Heavenly Demon Phantom Art; spreading through spiritual energy, it was nearly impossible to defend against, far beyond what could be prevented by simply halting the absorption of spiritual energy during a fight.

However, Kuang Tianqing understood that after this exposure, someone would soon figure out the spiritual veins and realize her art could work through them, stripping her of one of her informational advantages.

"This immortal scum didn't fall for the illusion; the only possibility... is that he has been continuously refining his magical power by burning matter."

Flashes of data on the Radiant Sun Divine Light crossed Kuang Tianqing's mind, and he continued to ponder: "Having a more efficient spiritual vein at his disposal, yet persisting in using puppets to burn matter and refine magical power."

"This shows that this immortal scum has been guarding against me for the past two days, not wanting to leave the slightest chance of falling for the illusion."

Thinking of this, Kuang Tianqing found it ridiculous.

Such excessive caution and prudence from the opponent only made him feel disgusted.

"Guarding against me? Spending all this time guarding against me?"

"Do you really think you have a chance to fight me?"

The Heavenly Demon Void Art turned Kuang Tianqing into a phantom, effortlessly dodging the opponent's attacks.

The Xuanming Return to the Void Technique was unleashed, swallowing the Constant Sun Radiant Flame blasted by Zhang Yu through the Radiant Sun Divine Light like a black hole.

Empowered by these two techniques, all of Zhang Yu's offensives seemed easily neutralized, placing Kuang Tianqing in an invincible position.

Yet, in the mere instant since the battle began, they had already exchanged dozens of blows, their minds simultaneously undergoing numerous lightning-fast calculations.

But just an instant after the clash commenced, the surrounding earth and walls trembled violently, all moving in unison.

Kuang Tianqing's mind stirred: "The walls are moving on their own? My Heavenly Demon Banner should have already suppressed the surrounding equipment; how were the magical power circuits here activated?"

Zhang Yu said coldly, "Kuang Tianqing, are you wondering why this place is activating?"

"Because I knew long ago that in terms of Spirit Realm technology, even with formation enhancements, I could never dominate this complex battlefield."

"So, inside this prison, I abandoned information technology and adopted a massive amount of purely mechanical power, activated by the Heaven Kunlun Mountain-Moving Divine Power, to alter the terrain..."

At this very moment, layers of armor and walls continuously surged toward the location of Zhang Yu and Kuang Tianqing, like wave after wave of mudslides, threatening to completely bury and trap them.

What Zhang Yu didn't mention was that to reinforce the buildings near the prisoner detention area, he had borrowed quite a few dharma skeletons and bone ashes from the prisoners to perform a blood sacrifice, greatly enhancing the structural integrity of the buildings.

As for why the captive of his foe should bear bone ash upon his person?

Who among the living cannot yield a mere trace of bone ash from their own frame?

Beyond this, as the Formless Mind Soldiers of the World-Ending Kalpa were unleashed, the arcane circuits within the walls flared with ethereal light, transmuting into a vast array of ephemeral dharma treasures and elevating their defensive might to an entirely new tier.

"Kuang Tianqing," Zhang Yu said coldly, "you are now trapped within my grasp."

Immediately after, a deep, resonant hum vibrated through the air.

Kuang Tianqing narrowed his eyes, discerning a multitude of apertures riddling the walls.

The very next moment, a deluge of pitch-black radiance poured forth from the apertures, revealing itself to be an endless stream of flying swords.

With every passing heartbeat, hundreds of flying swords cascaded forth in an unceasing torrent.

The divine might of Heavenly Kunlun's Mountain-Shifting Power erupted with a thunderous roar, and propelled by Zhang Yu, the sky-darkening tide of flying swords surged fiercely toward Kuang Tianqing.

"Kuang Tianqing," Zhang Yu roared, "savor the Myriad Swords Grand Formation I have forged for you!"

Every single flying sword cascading forth had been forged from the vast quantities of metallic matter Zhang Yu had swallowed raw.

The elongated ingots he had christened flying swords, deploying them now to orchestrate the Myriad Swords Grand Formation, while the spherical masses he dubbed sword pills, reserving them for future use.

And of these elongated flying swords, Zhang Yu had produced a staggering ten thousand!

Yet to call them true flying swords would be an overstatement; they were but simple sword-shaped constructs, tempered by his craftsmanship to possess formidable resilience.

But with the activation of the Formless Mind Soldiers of the World-Ending Kalpa, these sword-shaped constructs were temporarily transmuted into dharma treasures, and propelled at blinding speeds by the divine might of Heavenly Kunlun's Mountain-Shifting Power, they astonishingly wielded the true might of flying swords in but a fleeting moment.

"Kuang Tianqing, I shall shatter your Xuanming Returning-to-Void Art with absolute quantity and matter!"

(End of Chapter)