Chapter 1178: Chapter 1177: The Origins of Yang Kongdong’s Various Moves

Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou bowed their heads to look at the ice box lying undisturbed on the podium, then simultaneously turned their heads to look at Xue Shilou, who was distressed nearby.

If it weren’t for Xue Shilou protecting his ice box in time, Yang Kongdong wouldn’t have mistaken it for something else.

𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"Why are you all looking at me? It’s an instinctive reaction to protect one’s belongings when facing danger," Xue Shilou protested his innocence.

"Sect Leader Yang... still has the heart of a child," Mu Baiyi slowly commented, surprised that Sect Leader Yang went through so much trouble just to steal an icicle.

Indeed, everyone in the Ruthless Sect is a bunch of lunatics.

"Fine, fine, fine, dare to trick me!"

Even with his excellent Mind State, Yang Kongdong couldn’t withstand such intense fluctuations in his emotions, and in his uncontrollable anger, he crushed the Ice Sword into pieces of ice, his gaze now fixed on another ice box.

"Don’t give him the opportunity!"

Mu Baiyi sent a message to Chi Sect Leader and Liu Zhen, it seemed that the other ice box was what Yang Kongdong was after!

"Golden Crow Burning Sky!"

Chi Sect Leader soared into the sky, transformed into a body of blazing flames, and from his fiery form split into ten Golden Crows.

Ten suns crossed the horizon, with Golden Crows burning the sky – a supreme magic skill created by the Yaoyang Sect based on the legends of Ancient Times, a skill only the Sect Leader was qualified to learn.

The ten Golden Crows turned into ten beams of golden light, rushing towards Yang Kongdong with an immensely terrifying momentum and oppressive force.

At that moment, the citizens of Muxue City actually felt a heat similar to summer, an experience they had never had before!

"Fusang Tree emerges!" Liu Zhen formed hand signs, conjuring the silhouette of the Fusang Tree from Ancient Times.

With the Fusang Tree’s appearance and the Golden Crows’ cries, this complementing move significantly increased the power of Golden Crow Burning Sky.

"Cold Ice Break."

Yang Kongdong raised his hand, and behind his head appeared a halo of condensed ice, which instantly shattered into ten ice arrows. Drawing his bow, he shot them, each arrow hitting a Golden Crow, causing them to cry out in agony. They reassembled into the form of Chi Sect Leader.

"Fairy, is this an ancient technique?"

"This is the unique skill of the Ice Soul Witch from Ancient Times, Yang Kongdong must have been passed this move by the Ice Soul herself."

"The Plucking Plum Immortal Palm that Yang Kongdong used earlier is one of the three supreme skills of the Heavenly Mountain Sacred Land, a skill that only the Holy Master, Saint Heir, and Heavenly Mountain Saintess are qualified to learn."

"The Heavenly Mountain Saintess of that era was enamored with Yang Kongdong, and against the ancestral teachings, she passed on the technique to him. She was then harshly punished by the Holy Master and confined for a hundred years."

"For this, Yang Kongdong brazenly charged into the Heavenly Mountain Sacred Land, defeated the Holy Master, and abducted the Saintess. It caused quite a commotion back then."

"You see, his footwork is very exquisite, almost like he can move through space. This is the ’Carefree Steps,’ created by Leng Ningxiang based on the Rapid Method of the Kunpeng Clan and combined with assassination techniques. It is a first-rate movement skill, with a speed so fast it’s almost like teleportation."

Lu Yang’s eyelid twitched. This Yang Kongdong certainly had learned a mix of skills.

At this moment, Yang Kongdong treated the two sects’ three Transcendance Tribulation Stage figures as live targets, pulling his bow and shooting arrows. He shot through the Fusang Tree with a single stroke, his Extreme Cold Arrow Intent melting the fiery tree. Liu Zhen, caught off guard, clutched his chest and vomited blood.

Yang Kongdong kept shooting cold arrows. Liu Zhen was hit by three arrows; although they weren’t fatal, they greatly hindered his movements, preventing him from executing half his skills.

When Yang Kongdong released the fourth arrow, Liu Zhen, seeing no way to avoid it, gritted his teeth and bit down on the arrow, his teeth aching from the cold, distorting his features into a grimace.

Watching from below, Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou felt a chill themselves.

A pitch-black ghost saber struck, with all manner of demons and ghosts rampant, interrupting Yang Kongdong’s fifth arrow. It was Mu Baiyi, wielding the Avici Saber Technique.

On another side, Chi Sect Leader evolved a golden sun imprint with his hands, launching it at Yang Kongdong. The terrifying might burst forth like a torrential flood, causing the entire space to tremble. Any Integration Period Cultivator touched by it would meet their end.

Yang Kongdong’s right hand flicked, and the Ice Soul Bow and Arrow transformed into a great spear, simultaneously blocking the attack of two people.

Liu Zhen believed in an eye for an eye—he had been beaten so badly, he was determined to tear off a piece of flesh from Yang Kongdong, even with his seriously injured body.

Yang Kongdong’s spear technique was inherited from the Shaohao Clan of the Human race, the origin of ancient spear techniques. The techniques he used today had mostly evolved from some part of the Shaohao Spear Technique.

"Was one of his harem also from the Shaohao Clan? Did he learn the spear technique from her?" Lu Yang asked, noting the variety of skills Yang Kongdong seemed to possess.

"You’re half right. Among those who fancied him was one named Ji Hong, the daughter of the Shaohao Clan Leader. But Ji Hong did not dare to defy the ancestral teachings and didn’t teach the spear technique to Yang Kongdong. Instead, he learned it by using the Harem Golden Core."

"Still remember the function of the Harem Golden Core?"

"Using the power of a confidante for battle?"

"Correct. Yang Kongdong often borrowed Ji Hong’s power for battle, as if she was possessing him. After doing it numerous times, he gradually mastered the Shaohao Spear Technique."

"...So this is just not overtly defying ancestral teachings?"

"Regardless, the Shaohao Clan was unaware of Yang Kongdong’s knowledge of their spear technique before Ji Hong became Clan Leader."

"Attack his left hand; it’s not nimble!"

Liu Zhen, a seasoned Transcendance Tribulation Stage fighter, had more combat experience and knowledge than Mu Baiyi and Chi Sect Leader. His exchanges in battle eventually forced Yang Kongdong to reveal his weakness.

Hearing Liu Zhen shout out his weakness, Yang Kongdong’s expression chilled. Indeed, he was missing the soul in his left arm, preventing its full range of motion.

"You think finding my weakness means you can defeat me?"

Yang Kongdong performed the Carefree Steps, leaving only an Illusory Shadow in his place.

"Protect the ice box!" Liu Zhen bellowed, certain that Yang Kongdong would temporarily withdraw from battle to snatch the ice box.

However, as the three focused their attention on Lu Yang, Yang Kongdong suddenly appeared behind them. The Ice Soul Spear pierced through their hearts, directly freezing them in blocks of ice!

"No, this is an illusion!" Mu Baiyi shouted, running his mind state to break the illusion.

Seizing the moment while the three were disentangling the illusion, Yang Kongdong finally had the chance to take his ice box from the Martial Arts Hall.

"What should we do, Daoist Lu? He’s got the ice box!" Xue Shilou said excitedly. Although he wasn’t sure what was inside the ice box, it was certainly something that could enhance Yang Kongdong’s combat power, or else he wouldn’t have made every effort to disengage.

"Well, that really doesn’t matter," Lu Yang spoke with a smile.

"Is the content inside a fake?"

"It’s real."

Without hesitation, Yang Kongdong crushed the ice box, revealing an arm covered in frost, frozen for hundreds of thousands of years!

"My soul, at last complete!"

Whether or not the left arm was frozen didn’t matter—it was crucial that the soul within the arm remained intact.

He had spent tens of thousands of years traversing the Cultivation World, collecting body parts, and now he was finally about to assemble them all!

Yang Kongdong severed his arm, replacing it with the newly acquired left arm.

But at that moment, a ghostly voice lingered in Yang Kongdong’s ear.

"Yang Lang, you’ve finally come for me."

Yang Kongdong’s expression changed dramatically. He could never forget that voice.

It belonged to the person who boldly and unexpectedly mutilated him that day, the voice of Leng Ningxiang!