Fang Hong shook his head inwardly when he heard Ye Cheng’s words.

Taking someone’s wealth is like taking their life. Ye Cheng, relying on his powerful strength, acted quite domineeringly, much like him.

"If you want my storage artifact, then it depends on whether you have the ability."

Fang Hong planned to kill Ye Cheng today.

Anyway, this place was very remote, and few people would come. Even if he killed Ye Cheng, no one would know he did it.

"Truly overestimating yourself." Ye Cheng’s face was full of disdain when he heard Fang Hong’s words.

As soon as he finished speaking, the powerful Qi on his body was fully revealed. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Immediately after, a golden light flashed on Ye Cheng’s right fist, and then he fiercely launched an incomparably huge golden fist shadow at Fang Hong.

Fang Hong recognized Ye Cheng’s move at a glance; it was the sixth-grade Immortal Technique Vajra Fist, one of the core Legacies of the Eastern Luo Sect.

The Vajra Fist was incredibly powerful, and only those who had condensed metal-attribute law meridians could use it.

Ye Cheng had condensed five law meridians, and the Immortal Power in his body was extremely abundant.

Fang Hong dared not be careless in the slightest. He immediately took out the soul severing sword, exerted force with his hand, and fiercely slashed out a sword strike at the golden fist shadow.

Bang.

A loud bang came. The huge golden fist shadow was directly split in half by Fang Hong’s sword strike, then completely dissipated in the air.

"It’s an eighth-grade Immortal Artifact. It seems I really can’t underestimate you." Ye Cheng’s expression changed instantly when he saw the soul severing sword that Fang Hong had summoned.

An eighth-grade Immortal Artifact was something even a Grand Unity Golden Immortal might not possess. His previous dismissive attitude vanished without a trace, clearly indicating he no longer dared to look down on Fang Hong.

Ye Cheng truly began to take this fight seriously. Two red lights flew out from his body.

Upon closer inspection, they were two red flying daggers.

These two flying daggers were of no low grade, being seven-grade Immortal Artifacts, but compared to the soul severing sword in Fang Hong’s hand, they were still a few notches lower.

"Mad Thunder Stab." Ye Cheng let out a low cry, controlling the two red flying daggers with both hands.

The flying daggers continuously circled around him, their speed increasing rapidly.

Immediately after, the two flying daggers suddenly transformed into two dazzling red lightning bolts, stabbing towards Fang Hong at an extremely fast speed.

Seeing this, Fang Hong immediately unfurled the Swift Wind Wings on his body. His figure swayed slightly, easily dodging the thrust of the two red lightning bolts.

"Another eighth-grade Immortal Artifact. Is he a disciple of some old monster?"

Ye Cheng was secretly startled when he saw the Swift Wind Wings on Fang Hong’s body, and he couldn’t help but start guessing Fang Hong’s identity.

The person in front of him possessed two eighth-grade Immortal Artifacts, indicating he was wealthier than him and definitely not an ordinary person.

While Ye Cheng was momentarily stunned, Fang Hong had already rushed in front of him at an extremely fast speed, and the soul severing sword in his hand slashed out again.

With a crisp clang, Ye Cheng’s two red flying daggers were instantly slashed hundreds of feet away, embedding themselves in the distant rocks, buzzing.

"Die." Fang Hong’s eyes turned cold, and the soul severing sword in his hand stabbed out again, its tip pointing directly at Ye Cheng’s forehead.

This sword strike was both fast and accurate, clearly intended to be a fatal blow.

Ye Cheng’s face instantly turned to one of terror.

Without time to think, he forcefully exerted himself with both hands. His entire palms instantly transformed into incredibly hard rock, and he hastily blocked in front of himself, trying to block Fang Hong’s fatal sword strike.

Bang.

Another violent explosion occurred. The rocks formed by Ye Cheng’s hands instantly burst apart, scattering debris.

And Ye Cheng himself was sent flying backward at high speed by this immense force, flying hundreds of feet before heavily crashing to the ground.

If he hadn’t reacted in time and blocked with his hands, Fang Hong’s sword strike would have probably killed him already.

With one strike missing, Fang Hong did not stop his attack.

His figure once again transformed into an afterimage, continuing to thrust towards the direction Ye Cheng had flown backward, clearly not intending to give Ye Cheng any chance to breathe.

Boom.

Just as Fang Hong was about to rush in front of Ye Cheng, several incomparably dazzling golden lights suddenly shot out from the ruins where Ye Cheng had fallen.

Immediately after, an incomparably huge golden Golden Vajra Manifestation suddenly appeared in mid-air.

As soon as the golden Golden Vajra Manifestation appeared, it struck a palm at the rushing Fang Hong.

The palm wind was fierce, carrying powerful pressure. Fang Hong was forced to retreat temporarily, avoiding the attack of this palm.

"Golden Vajra Manifestation." Fang Hong was slightly surprised to see the golden Golden Vajra Manifestation. Ye Cheng had indeed Cultivated this move.

"You actually recognize the Golden Vajra Manifestation? From which master did Your Excellency learn? My father is a Grand Elder of the Eastern Luo Sect, and he might even know your master. There’s no need for us to form animosity. How about we stop here?"

Ye Cheng was even more surprised when he saw Fang Hong recognize his Golden Vajra Manifestation, and he quickly asked.

Ye Cheng had already realized Fang Hong’s powerful strength and that he must have an extraordinary background.

So he didn’t want to continue fighting with Fang Hong, to avoid forming an irreconcilable feud.

"No need for more words. Today, I want to see just how hard your Golden Vajra Manifestation truly is."

Fang Hong had no intention of giving Ye Cheng a chance to stop. He clenched his hands slightly, and golden light gathered on his fists.

Then, he continuously unleashed countless rapid punches at Ye Cheng’s golden Golden Vajra Manifestation.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

Loud bangs continuously echoed. Golden fist shadows filled the sky, raining down densely on Ye Cheng’s Golden Vajra Manifestation.

Each strike produced a rumbling tremor, causing the surrounding world to constantly shake.

"Va-Vajra Fist. How do you know the Vajra Fist? Are you also a disciple of the Eastern Luo Sect?" Ye Cheng was utterly shocked to see the Vajra Fist unleashed by Fang Hong.

While mobilizing his Immortal Power to reinforce the Golden Vajra Manifestation’s defense, he loudly questioned Fang Hong.

The Vajra Fist was a core inheritance Immortal Technique of the Eastern Luo Sect, and only Inner Sect Disciples of the sect were qualified to learn it.

However, when Ye Cheng entered the Treasure Realm, he had no impression of Fang Hong’s appearance, which filled his heart with doubt.

"Did this person use some Immortal Technique to conceal his true appearance? But why can’t I see through it at all?"

Ye Cheng kept pondering in his heart, and the more he thought, the stranger it seemed.

With Fang Hong’s current cultivation, the Transformation Technique he used was already quite advanced.

It was normal for Ye Cheng not to see through it. Unless a powerful expert of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal level carefully observed Fang Hong in person, it would be very difficult to see through his disguise.

"Stop quickly. I know you’ve concealed your true appearance."

"We are both fellow disciples of the Eastern Luo Sect. Do you intend to commit acts of kinslaying?"

"Are you not afraid of the sect’s rules and regulations? This is all a misunderstanding. Let’s talk things over properly."

Seeing that Fang Hong completely ignored his words and continued to bombard the golden Golden Vajra Manifestation, Ye Cheng shouted in anger.