Chapter 1100: Secrets of Da Liang
Chapter 1100: Secrets of Da Liang
The True Immortal World.
The Cosmic Immortal Palace.
Within the Immortal Cleansing Pool, immortal qi suddenly billowed, and five-colored light flickered.
"Hm?"
"It seems a new Daoist friend has arrived. . ."
A young Earthly Immortal, holding a wooden staff and enveloped in a ring of verdant green light, opened his eyes. It was none other than Yu Xiu!
This former Head Shopkeeper of the Fengyuan Chamber of Commerce had, years ago, been pursued by numerous rogue cultivators for a treasure, forcing him to flee. After enduring many hardships and dangers, he finally refined that drop of 'Star Essence Liquid' and, within his primordial spirit, constructed a virtual platform, advancing to the Jade Platform Realm!
Since his cultivation greatly advanced, Yu Xiu successfully slew his great enemies and avenged their bloody feud.
Later, after several transitions, he joined the Cosmic Immortal Palace. His diligent work earned him the high regard of the Coiling Dragon Dao Monarch.
At this moment, Yu Xiu stood by the entrance of the Immortal Cleansing Hall, waiting.
Not long after, he saw a female immortal elegantly emerge. Her demeanor was gentle as water, her beauty breathtaking, yet she also carried a hint of the delicate grace of a small family's daughter.
"I am Yu Xiu. Congratulations, Daoist friend, on ascending to the North Star Immortal Domain!"
Yu Xiu bowed respectfully and asked with a smile, "May I know Daoist friend's esteemed name?"
"My name. . . is Shui Lingxin!"
Shui Lingxin's eyes, like misty water, held a trace of confusion, yet also some anticipation.
With the aid of the 'Primordial Spirit Pill,' she had finally overcome the Mahayana Immortal Lightning Tribulation and successfully ascended to become an immortal.
'Is Senior Uncle. . . here as well? '
Shui Lingxin's heart stirred, but she did not voice the thought.
Indeed, Yu Xiu continued, "This Immortal Cleansing Pool belongs to the Cosmic Immortal Palace. Since Daoist friend used the Immortal Cleansing Pool to ascend, it is proper to pay respects to the Immortal Palace's Dao Monarch. . ."
Shui Lingxin's expression momentarily tensed, but gazing at the dense, intricate restrictions outside and the terrifying aura emanating from Yu Xiu, she ultimately nodded: "Very well!"
Yu Xiu immediately led Shui Lingxin to the edge of a pond and bowed deeply: "Greetings, Coiling Dragon Dao Monarch!"
From the bottom of the pond, a pair of purple eyes suddenly opened.
'The True Immortal World truly harbors hidden masters. '
Shui Lingxin curtsied: "Shui Lingxin greets the Dao Monarch. . ."
Although she didn't know the specific realms of Immortals, just from the radiating majesty and Dao rhyme (Dao charm), a Dao Monarch was an existence far beyond an Immortal.
"Good!"
The Coiling Dragon Dao Monarch suddenly spoke. A purple scale floated out and flew into Shui Lingxin's forehead.
A cerulean ribbon on Shui Lingxin's body floated up, carrying numerous restrictions, yet it was utterly unable to resist.
In an instant, a silver-white imprint appeared on her forehead, then vanished just as swiftly.
"All ascended immortals must join the Cosmic Immortal Palace. You have received this monarch's mark; from now on, you are a member of the Cosmic Immortal Palace."
The Coiling Dragon Dao Monarch said, "You are fortunate. My Cosmic Immortal Palace has had no missions for nearly a thousand years. Go arrange your cave dwelling, cultivate diligently, and familiarize yourself with the True Immortal World. . ."
"As you command!"
Shui Lingxin had some doubts in her heart, but she bowed and retreated.
A moment later, the Coiling Dragon Dao Monarch lowered his dragon head and bowed in another direction: "Master. . ."
"Mm. . ."
Fang Xi appeared, watching Shui Lingxin depart.
The mark he left on her forehead was naturally the void coordinate of the All-Heavens Precious Mirror, giving her the same treatment as Fang Xian.
As for missions?
Within the Cosmic Immortal Palace, let alone a thousand years, there might not be a single mission even in ten thousand years.
Compared to Ling Changsheng and the other Star Guards, Shui Lingxin believed she had been restricted, but in truth, she had not. . .
Moreover, to have a Dao Venerable-level force as her backing the moment she entered the True Immortal World, her treatment was enough to make even Qing Yun Dao Jun weep. . .
The Coiling Dragon Dao Monarch was naturally somewhat puzzled by his master's actions.
But as a mount, he knew what to ask and what not to ask, so he immediately pulled his head back and returned to the pool. . .
...
The Da Liang World.
A young man with a broad back and powerful build, clad in thick beast hides, strode along a long street.
"Finally arrived. . ."
He reached the end of the long street and saw a resplendent, golden palace.
In the plaza before the imperial palace, countless martial artists were densely packed.
"He's here—the Evil Martial Artist 'Fang Xi'! I heard this man was born a criminal, yet his martial arts talent is astonishing. He condensed his core in ten years, then killed several Grandmasters of the imperial court, and later even advanced to the 'Evil Martial Artist' realm!"
Among the many soldiers, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard of the current Da Kun Dynasty gazed at Fang Xi, his expression subtly changing.
Countless years had passed in the Da Liang World; the Martial God Gate had long been obliterated in the river of time.
Now, it was the era of the Da Kun Dynasty.
The Da Kun Dynasty was founded on martial prowess and had no emperor; instead, eight 'Martial Kings' jointly deliberated on affairs.
And at this moment, seven of those 'Martial Kings' had already died by Fang Xi's hand!
'This world is quite interesting. . . After martial artists condense the core, which is the Third Stage, there's practically no path to the Fourth Stage. . . So, it remains a low-martial world, and martial artists don't live very long, with rapid generational changes. . . '
Fang Xi looked at the countless soldiers before him, a cold sneer curving his lips: 'But I am different! '
For him, re-cultivating Blood-Qi Martial Arts and condensing the core was naturally effortless.
And after condensing the core, he could immediately tap into the understanding of laws!
Thus, as soon as he condensed the core, his combat power surged, allowing him to wantonly slaughter the imperial court's Grandmasters.
Only when dealing with those few Martial Kings did he expend a little effort.
Because those Martial Kings had not only condensed the core with their blood and qi, but had also embarked on another path—refining demons into the body!
This forbidden art from Fang Xi's era had, after countless generations of supplementation, development, and fortuitous coincidences, finally reached its peak!
After countless lives were piled up and bloody attempts made, some 'demons' suitable for martial artists to refine were finally filtered out, and even different martial arts diagrams were developed!
Each diagram corresponded to a specific 'demon. ' Only by cultivating that 'martial arts diagram' to its peak could one attempt to refine a 'demon,' but the success rate was pitifully low.
And if one failed to master the corresponding diagram, death was certain!
"Fire Fist Sunfall!"
Fang Xi calmly clenched his right fist. Threads of crimson fire-element law power gathered, then transformed into a sun.
With a single punch, it was as if a small sun had capsized!
"This. . . this isn't martial arts at all!"
The Embroidered Uniform Guard Commander's face contorted with extreme fear and regret, then his entire being was enveloped by endless light and heat, turning to ash in the scorching flames.
The crimson sun erupted, annihilating all the martial artists and soldiers on the plaza!
Not only that, even the imperial palace behind the plaza was affected, with countless figures turning to dust in an instant.
From amidst the boundless light and heat, a figure shot out.
This figure wore a dark golden dragon robe, his face grim, with faint bloodstains visible.
"Haha. . . Indeed, only martial artists who refine demons into their bodies are qualified to survive a single move from me. . ."
Fang Xi laughed heartily.
"Evil Martial Artist Fang Xi! You specialize in Five Elements Fist. . ."
The last Martial King of the Da Kun Dynasty stood in mid-air, gazing at Fang Xi: "We had already decided to bestow upon you the title of the Ninth King, to jointly govern the world. Why are you our enemy?"
"You wouldn't understand if I told you. If you hand over your martial arts diagram, I might spare your life. . ."
Fang Xi replied calmly.
"Impossible. . . The martial arts diagram is said to be a secret manual, but it's already linked to our very lives. . . It seems you are determined to take our lives."
A strange expression suddenly flickered across the Martial King's face as he ripped open the front of his robe.
On his chest, a small bronze bell was actually embedded.
This bell was connected to his flesh and blood by numerous bloodlines; it seemed to be the 'demon' he had refined!
"The demonic martial art I cultivate is called—'Violet Flame Demon Bell Sound'!"
He bellowed in a low voice: "By the time you hear this bell, you will already be dead."
The Martial King slammed his right hand fiercely against his chest, and the ancient bell immediately let out a buzzing chime.
The next moment, Fang Xi, opposite him, had no aura whatsoever, seemingly collapsing into a corpse.
The path of Demonic Martial Arts was a rule-based martial art; as long as certain conditions were met, it could achieve an 'instant kill effect', virtually unsolvable!
But the next instant, a hand reached out from behind the Martial King and tightly clutched the small bronze bell: "The trigger condition for your demonic martial art isn't just hearing it, but also seeing it, isn't it? Only by not seeing and not hearing can one be safe!"
Fang Xi smiled faintly: "You deliberately conversed with me earlier to lower my guard, but you thought I cultivated 'Five Elements Fist,' when in fact I am more skilled in 'Light-Time Fist Art'. . . What you killed just now was merely a temporal clone of mine. . ."
Whoosh!
He squeezed his fingers, forcefully tearing the violet bell from inside the body of this last Martial King.
Inside the Martial King's body, strands of blood-red threads connected to the violet bell were also pulled out, finally gathering on the bell's surface, forming a gruesome diagram.
"The last martial arts diagram. . ."
Fang Xi murmured, his figure vanishing.
...
Da Liang.
In a stretch of darkness, an ancient, grayish-white stone gate stood erect.
On the stone gate, there were eight indentations.
At this moment, seven of them were already filled with flesh and blood.
Fang Xi arrived before the stone gate, feeling a slight sense of emotion: "When I first came to this world, my cultivation was too low; I failed to discover the secrets of the world's origin. . ."
This was, astonishingly, the world core of the Da Liang World!
He had previously wondered why Da Liang did not permit existences above the Fourth Stage, and why those advanced demons eventually disappeared. Were they truly annihilated by heavenly tribulation, or sealed somewhere?
The power of a Dao Fruit would not dissipate under heavenly tribulation; it would only transfer from one object to another.
'Throughout these countless years, the martial arts diagrams compiled by martial artists have inadvertently aligned with the world gate. . . '
Fang Xi's hand produced the violet bell, and threads of blood-red patterns surged forth, settling into the last indentation.
Buzz! Buzz!
On the grayish-white stone gate, blood-red patterns spread, then it opened with a rumble. . .
"This. . ."
Boundless light poured out from within, carrying an inexplicable power.
It caused a trace of shock to flash across Fang Xi's face: "This is. . . a Dao Fruit? A Dao Fruit completely different from the 'All-Heavens Precious Mirror'? No. . . that's not right. . ."
"This place is where a Dao Fruit fell. . . The Earthly Immortal World also has fragments of the All-Heavens Precious Mirror. . ."
"Could it be that two Dao Fruits actually perished together here?"
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