The River of Time.
Fang Yuan was piloting the Ten Thousand Year Battle Flying Chariot. He had barely entered when Gu Liru appeared to block his path.
"So you are Fang Yuan? This old man is Gu Liru of the Heavenly Court, here to take your head." Gu Liru sat upright in his wheelchair, his face a sickly pale, yet his eyes cold as ice.
As he spoke, balls of ashen light hurtled toward Fang Yuan like meteors chasing the moon.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The ashen light spheres smashed into the Ten Thousand Year Battle Flying Chariot, but this Eighth Transformation Gu Immortal House blocked every last one.
Yet the chariot was still violently shaken by the blasts.
"He's actually an Eighth Transformation Time Path powerhouse!"
"His Time Path killer moves are being massively amplified here in the River of Time!"
"The Heavenly Court's hidden depths truly are unfathomable. It hasn't been long at all, and already another ancient monster has emerged."
The Gu Immortals inside the chariot were all astonished.
"You want to take my life? I'm afraid you don't have what it takes." Fang Yuan sneered.
At first glance, he was somewhat surprised, but on the second glance he had already recognized the person before him.
In the great battle of his previous life, Chang Sheng Tian had attacked the Heavenly Court. To gain Fang Yuan's trust, Bing Saichuan had directly informed him of the battle situation at the Heavenly Court.
And Gu Liru had also awakened during that battle in his previous life, participating in the fight.
Therefore, Fang Yuan quickly identified Gu Liru's origins, and even knew his methods with great clarity.
Without hesitation, Fang Yuan drove the Ten Thousand Year Battle Flying Chariot forward to engage Gu Liru.
A fierce battle erupted, causing the surrounding river to surge and churn, stirring up tremendous waves.
Gu Liru's moves were exquisite, layered with setups and foreshadowing. Despite being a Time Path powerhouse, his style resembled that of a Wisdom Path expert. In truth, he primarily cultivated the Time Path while also practicing the Wisdom Path.
Fighting him was like playing chess against a master of the highest caliber — one moment's inattention, and you'd be drawn into his rhythm, falling trap after trap.
Fortunately, Fang Yuan was thoroughly familiar with Gu Liru's combat style. The Ten Thousand Year Battle Flying Chariot charged recklessly, crashing straight through again and again, demolishing Gu Liru's formations.
Unable to gain the upper hand after a prolonged fight, Gu Liru chose to retreat.
"Weren't you coming to take my life?" Fang Yuan coldly called out, standing at the bow of the chariot as he pressed the pursuit.
Gu Liru sneered: "This old man isn't in a rush — why are you? Fang Yuan, you truly deserve your reputation as a fearsome demon. You do have some skill. Once I go back and study your little boat thoroughly, I'll come back to claim your life."
Though half his body was paralyzed, the wheelchair he sat in was actually an exceptionally compact Gu Immortal House.
The two wheels spun rapidly, carrying Gu Liru racing across the river's surface at astonishing speed.
"Lord Fang Yuan, let us activate the Swift Current Advance killer move!" one of the non-human Gu Immortals suggested.
The Swift Current Advance killer move could alter the flow of the River of Time's waters around the Ten Thousand Year Battle Flying Chariot, helping it travel faster and erupt with terrifying speed.
"No need to rush." A sharp gleam flickered in Fang Yuan's eyes, but he rejected the suggestion. "Breaking Dawn Sword will suffice."
No one dared to defy his order. The Ten Thousand Year Battle Flying Chariot's momentum surged another ten percent, erupting with white light that pierced the heavens.
Silver radiance shaped the waters of the River of Time, and from those waters, strand after strand of silver light reflected outward.
The silver light strands rapidly condensed into form, taking the shape of sharp swords, and shot outward in a violent burst.
"What is this?" Gu Liru ahead was naturally watching Fang Yuan's movements and immediately took notice.
His mind raced, thoughts cascading one after another as he quickly calculated: "This is the first time Fang Yuan has revealed this Time Path killer move. It's truly exquisite! He's actually using the River of Time to refine wisps of the sharpest Time Path power. Though they appear as flying swords, their essence is still Time Path. Taking even one hit from this would strip away a layer of skin!"
Gu Liru's heart skipped a beat, secretly astonished by the power of this killer move.
The killer move itself was already at the Eighth Transformation level, and Fang Yuan had cleverly leveraged the purifying properties of the River of Time to multiply its power several times over, far exceeding an ordinary Eighth Transformation killer move.
"This demon Fang Yuan, his talent is truly terrifying. Not only can he utilize the Reverse Flow River, but now he's even begun studying the River of Time." Gu Liru's wariness of Fang Yuan deepened another notch, and his killing intent intensified. "A demon like this cannot be allowed to live! He must be eliminated with everything we have, otherwise he'll become a mortal threat in the future!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Silver sword after silver sword shot toward Gu Liru.
Gu Liru was soon wounded. The defensive killer move he activated could barely withstand the flying swords' keen edge.
"Kill! Kill him!" some of the non-human Gu Immortals roared, their morale soaring.
Ever since they had killed a Heavenly Court Eighth Transformation cultivator last time, their confidence had soared. Now they saw Gu Liru as prey as well.
With their Seventh Transformation cultivation and strength, to pursue an Eighth Transformation powerhouse who was also a member of the Heavenly Court — that sense of achievement and excitement made their entire beings tremble.
Fang Yuan laughed heartily and mocked Gu Liru: "Weren't you coming to take my life? Looks like it's your old life that's about to end."
Gu Liru coldly snorted, saying nothing, and simply fled. His wheelchair was already riddled with damage.
Fang Yuan laughed at him again: "Scampering like a stray dog — you've lost all face for the Heavenly Court."
The sharp swords were skillfully manipulated by him, slicing off pieces of Gu Liru's robes and tearing away flesh and blood.
Gu Liru was silent.
Fang Yuan jeered: "If the Heavenly Court is full of trash like you, then it truly doesn't deserve to be the number one power under heaven. Seems the Heavenly Court is nothing special after all."