Chapter 135: Martial God Gate (A Celebration for Silver! )
Chapter 135: Martial God Gate (A Celebration for Silver! )
Ten years, how many changes in human affairs!
Fang Xi finally understood the meaning of that saying.
He had forgotten that Da Liang was not the Southern Barrens Cultivation World, where cultivators lived for over a century, and Foundation Establishment cultivators for more than two hundred years.
But rather a feudal, ancient society where information was scarce, and a mortal who lived past fifty was considered to have enjoyed a long life!
No matter how great the renown of the Supreme Grandmaster, after disappearing for thirty years, indeed, little of it remained. . .
What's more, who could truly recount the events of that time with clarity now?
Perhaps it was even based on rumor and distortion!
Furthermore, with King Liang's rise, he necessarily had to establish his authority!
Finally, that Supreme Grandmaster was merely rumored to be on good terms with a Grandmaster from Yuan He Mountain; he wasn't even from Yuan He Mountain himself!
Of course, the origins of the Supreme Grandmaster Fang Xi had also been shrouded in mystery back then.
Some said Fang Xi was a great hero who traveled widely, some said he originated from Yuan He Mountain, and others claimed he had established the 'Youjian Martial Arts Hall'.
Even more amusingly, some researchers concluded that Fang Xi originated from the White Cloud Martial Arts Hall. . . but no one believed it, thinking it was just a coincidence of names.
After all, Da Liang's portraiture techniques were truly mediocre, and extremely few people had ever seen Fang Xi's true face.
By now, the rumored image of the 'Supreme Grandmaster' had long since diverged further and further from its original form. . .
...
The next day.
A small residence next to the White Cloud Martial Arts Hall.
In the flower garden, golden and white blossoms filled the beds, competing in splendor and looking exceptionally beautiful at that moment.
Fang Xi stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing at the flowers.
From within the room, a veiled figure appeared.
"Young Master, seeing you as youthful as ever has already brought this old one immense comfort. I shall not see Young Master today. . ."
Bai He's aged voice drifted from within the doorway.
Fang Xi remained silent, saying nothing more, and turned to leave.
Lady Li's refusal to see Emperor Wu of Han back then was likely for the same reason.
"Those who serve others with their beauty, when beauty fades, love withers; when love withers, favor is severed. . ."
"It's just. . . how could I be that kind of person?"
Fang Xi's Divine Consciousness had, in fact, long perceived Bai He, and deduced that her health was quite good; the pills he had left for her back then had indeed been very effective.
And that, he thought, was enough. . .
"As for me, I cannot bear to see heroes in their twilight years, or beauties with white hair. . ."
An inexplicable gloom settled in his heart.
Since gloom had settled, he had to find a place to vent it.
Unconsciously, Fang Xi found himself before a magnificent palace.
On the vast white jade plaza, numerous armored guards patrolled. Each of them was as vigorous as a dragon and fierce as a tiger, all surprisingly martial artists!
"Before King Liang's palace, trespassers die!"
A guard had already drawn his waist saber, clearly, killing was as commonplace as a daily meal for him.
"Scram!"
Fang Xi puffed out his chest, straightened his back, and sinking his qi to his Dantian, let out a thunderous roar.
Rumble!
Terrifying sound waves centered on him, constantly radiating outwards.
The first few guards immediately collapsed, blood streaming from their mouths and noses. . . some even had brain matter oozing from their nostrils. . .
Fang Xi lightly tapped his feet, and with a single leap, was already inside King Liang's palace!
Swish! Swish!
This intrusion, without a doubt, caused a massive commotion.
Countless armored soldiers swarmed him, roaring in unison: "Assassin! Protect His Majesty!"
From the high arrow towers, archers and crossbowmen took their positions one by one, their crossbow bolts aimed at Fang Xi.
Even experts who were at least Martial Masters swarmed in to encircle him.
Pfft! Pfft!
Fang Xi maintained a steady advance, countless streams of Gāng Qi emerging from his body like an outer garment, continuously shooting forth.
Any Martial Master who drew near immediately had blood arrows spurt from their bodies, collapsing to the ground. . .
In the blink of an eye, Fang Xi had cut his way to the central axis of the palace, arriving before 'Hanguang Hall'.
Several elderly figures in black robes blocked his path.
"Such a young Grandmaster, why throw your life away?"
An old man sighed with emotion, then suddenly stepped forward.
Boom!
Terrifying streams of blood-qi surged forth from their bodies!
Grandmasters of Blood-Qi Martial Arts could long ago lock down their own blood-qi, maintaining peak combat power until their final demise!
"Where is King Liang? Get out here!"
Fang Xi roared furiously, ignoring the armored soldiers and archers surrounding him, and directly demanded.
"You are looking for this King!"
A king dressed in dragon robes strode out from the palace, his majestic gait like a dragon and a tiger, his aura awe-inspiring. Surprisingly, he too possessed the cultivation of a Grandmaster!
Not only that, Fang Xi even inexplicably felt a great 'momentum' from the surrounding heaven and earth descend upon this person, imbuing his every action with kingly majesty!
"Indeed, it is King Liang!"
Seeing this, Fang Xi couldn't help but nod. This borrowed momentum was not the secret art of the 'Son of Heaven Dragon Fist,' but rather the terrifying power of a king gathering the three forces of Heaven, Earth, and Man, accumulating the qi of millions of soldiers and commoners upon his own body!
"What a pity. . . you are far inferior to Pang Fei. If he had your status, he would likely have already broken through to the True Vigor Manifestation Realm by now, wouldn't he?"
"Pang Fei? Who exactly are you?"
King Liang's expression abruptly changed. In an instant, Gāng Qi overflowed, permeating his entire body. He was, astonishingly, a Grandmaster whose qi permeated his entire being!
"I am Fang Xi, and I have come to avenge an old friend from Yuan He Mountain!"
Fang Xi replied indifferently.
"The Supreme Grandmaster who suppressed Pang Fei thirty years ago?"
An old, white-haired Grandmaster let out an exclamation, a rare look of fear surfacing on his face.
"Kill!"
King Liang's expression was sinister as he waved a hand!
Twang! Twang!
The sound of countless bowstrings suddenly snapped!
A deluge of arrows, like a rainstorm, descended overwhelmingly.
The next moment!
Countless people raised their heads, their faces awash with bewilderment and terror. . .
A massive, blood-red giant, over six zhang tall and nearly twenty meters, materialized around Fang Xi!
Pfft! Pfft!
Countless arrows struck the giant's body, only to be repelled by its skin, unable to leave even a single mark.
Even the Grandmasters' secret techniques could not inflict the slightest bit of damage upon this blood-red giant.
"A god, an immortal!"
At this moment, even the most fanatical of King Liang's soldiers were so terrified their legs trembled, and with a soft *thud*, they dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground.
"A demonic god! Run!"
The other martial artists, whose minds were tougher, immediately turned and fled.
"True. . . True Vigor Manifestation?"
King Liang saw this scene, his pupils constricting to pinpricks: "Grandmaster Fang. . . please stop. This King is willing to. . ."
"Secret Technique: Limitless Primordial Chaos!"
But Fang Xi had no intention of listening!
As he unleashed his secret technique, the blood-red giant behind him suddenly mirrored his movements.
Even faster, and stronger!
In the blink of an eye, it seemed as if thousands of colossal crimson palms descended from the sky!
Rumble!
Smoke and dust billowed, the earth trembled!
Hanguang Hall was reduced to ruins, and even a good half of King Liang's palace was obliterated!
And amidst the ruins, there were scattered bits of flesh and bloodstains. . . these were all that remained of the former King Liang and the various Grandmasters!
Several days later, a shocking piece of news spread throughout the world.
The Supreme Grandmaster Fang Xi, who had vanished for over thirty years, reappeared in the martial world, single-handedly punching to death King Liang, a figure considered mighty even by the standards of the entire realm!
Moreover, it was rumored that this person had been in seclusion for thirty years and finally broken through to the legendary 'True Vigor Manifestation Realm'!
The path of martial arts, beyond the Grandmaster stage, was not cut off after all!
In an instant, the winds and clouds of the world dramatically shifted!
...
Black Stone City.
Fang Xi stood atop a mountain peak, looking down at the city where he had first settled after his transmigration.
The demonic domain that had once obscured the sky and sun, like an inverted black bowl covering the entire city, had long since vanished.
In its place was a desolate, deathly silent ruin!
"The nearby county records state. . . 'In the sixth year of Emperor Ming, the demonic tree fled, its whereabouts unknown. . . '"
Fang Xi's lips twitched.
After casually crushing King Liang to death, he immediately rushed to Black Stone City without pause.
But upon arrival, he found only a dead city!
"I forgot that after the demonic tree devours an entire city's population, it then departs. . . The 'Die-Hard Defenders' faction back then certainly had a point."
"This is terrible, where did the demonic tree go?"
The Da Liang world is vast; even as a cultivator, Fang Xi couldn't possibly search every inch of its land.
"Perhaps, only when this demon reappears, devours another city, and shocks the world, will I be able to find it?"
He muttered to himself: "Or, should I establish a force dedicated to finding demons?"
This was an idea Fang Xi had always entertained.
Upon this return, the Demon Hunter Tower, with its imperial backing, had long since been destroyed, and the Grand Shopkeeper Han Pang Zi was nowhere to be found. . . It was a minor regret.
Fortunately, Fang Xi had also found many rare demonic beast materials in King Liang's treasury.
Just as he was deep in thought, figures of varying appearances surprisingly arrived nearby.
Among them were men and women, old and young, not lacking those in unusual attire. The commonality was that each of them was as profound and steady as a towering mountain, and all were Grandmasters of martial arts!
The one leading them, with bronze skin and an aged appearance, saw Fang Xi, his eyes lighting up. He stepped forward: "It truly is Grandmaster Fang!"
"Zhou Tong?"
Fang Xi recognized the old man as well, and couldn't help but sigh, "Where's Yan Sun?"
"Old Yan already passed away ten years ago. . . " Zhou Tong replied nervously, then introduced to Fang Xi: "These are all Grandmasters from my Grandmaster Society. They rushed here upon hearing news of your breakthrough."
For Grandmasters, wealth and power could be acquired at will. The only thing they could truly pursue was the realm beyond the Martial Saint!
"May I ask, Grandmaster Fang, what realm lies beyond the Martial Saint?"
A female Grandmaster stepped forward, cupped her fists, bowed respectfully, and inquired.
Fang Xi turned, a faint curve appearing at the corner of his lips as he faced each of the Grandmasters.
The next moment, a crimson figure, twenty meters tall, materialized behind him!
—Martial God True Body!
"Above the Martial Saint, is the Martial God! ! !"
Fang Xi solemnly declared.
"We greet the Martial God!"
The entire group of Grandmasters bowed their heads, some even with tears welling in their eyes.
The path beyond Grandmaster, someone had finally reached it!
At this moment, Fang Xi was the 'God' in their hearts!
"I intend to establish the 'Martial God Gate' and share the path of the Martial God with all of you!"
Immediately after, Fang Xi spoke words that brought delight to the hearts of all the Grandmasters.
"Since that is the case, on behalf of the Grandmaster Society, I will merge all its members into the Martial God Gate!"
She was the current head of the Grandmaster Society, but she cared nothing for power. Or rather, after Fang Xi revealed his intentions, her attitude no longer mattered.
"Greetings, Gate Master! We thank you, Gate Master, for the immense grace of imparting the Dao!"
Zhou Tong and the other Grandmasters immediately bowed once more.
At this moment, the Martial God Gate effortlessly replaced the Grandmaster Society, becoming the greatest sect under heaven!
Establishing a force!
This was an idea Fang Xi had always entertained; he needed people to search for traces of demons for him.
Besides that, it was also for the breakthrough beyond the Martial God stage!
‘After all, I am only one person, with limited abilities. As for how to break through after True Vigor Manifestation, I have absolutely no clue. . . It would be better to disseminate this knowledge, and even bestow second-tier great medicines, turning this world into my cultivation technique testing ground. . . ’
This was to use an entire world as a testing ground, to deduce subsequent cultivation methods.
With a long lifespan of over three hundred years, Fang Xi could afford to wait for the growth of generations of chosen talents!
As for backlash?
Fang Xi, however, was not afraid in the slightest, because he would only bestow second-tier blood-qi pills to truly assist new Martial Gods in appearing among his disciples after he himself reached Foundation Establishment!
And an early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator fighting a Martial God could basically secure a steady victory!
After all, cultivators possess far too many methods, while Martial Gods' techniques are singular, and they cannot even fly. . .
Even if they leap with borrowed force, they lack agility, and would only be relentlessly kited to death by a Foundation Establishment cultivator!
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