Chapter 316: Two Years Later (Congratulations to Alliance Leader Fire Rain and Ice Wind! )
Chapter 316: Two Years Later (Congratulations to Alliance Leader Fire Rain and Ice Wind! )
Floating Slaughter Mountain.
A streak of dark escape light circled high in the sky, then landed at the foot of the mountain, revealing the figure of a handsome man.
“This Yama Dao Palace appears abandoned and silent. . . but it seems to hide some immense danger, even the local cultivators seem to know a thing or two about it. ”
Fang Xi muttered.
Just now, after circling once, although he hadn't discovered any immediate danger, his Divine Consciousness was actually unable to penetrate the Dao Palace's walls, and there were no plants or trees nearby, nor even a trace of insects or birds or beasts. . . These things already spoke volumes.
“Where Nascent Soul cultivators reside, it's normal for there to be restrictions. . . ”
“According to the locals, as long as one doesn't enter the Dao Palace's perimeter, this vicinity is still considered safe. . . It seems the danger lies only within the Dao Palace. . . ”
A glint flickered in Fang Xi's eyes, and he suddenly shook the black long banner in his hand.
He continuously chanted incantations, striking streaks of magic formulas into the demonic banner.
“Awoo! ”
A cloud of mist appeared, from which a one-horned ghost king leaped out. Looking at the Floating Slaughter Mountain Dao Palace, it actually seemed somewhat fearful and hesitant to advance.
“Why aren't you going quickly? Do you want to suffer demonic fire refining your soul? ”
Fang Xi sneered, and with a hand seal, he burned the one-horned ghost king, making it shriek repeatedly, until it finally rode a mass of black wind and rushed into the Yama Dao Palace.
“Soul Possession Art! ”
Seeing this, Fang Xi changed his hand seals, and a portion of his Divine Consciousness actually landed directly on the one-horned ghost king, seemingly entering the Yama Dao Palace along with it.
This was a method of Divine Consciousness application from the 'Corpse Control Art'; it could only briefly attach to the manipulated object's body to obtain the other party's senses, and would expire after a certain time limit.
Fang Xi would not risk himself, naturally choosing to possess the ghost king to investigate the Dao Palace's strangeness.
“This place. . . definitely has restrictions that limit Divine Consciousness. ”
The ten-foot tall body of the one-horned ghost king passed through the palace gate, entering a landscape of broken walls and ruins.
Feeling his Divine Consciousness restricted, unable to extend far from the body, Fang Xi couldn't help but mutter to himself.
It passed by an overturned incense burner. This incense burner was taller than a man, its interior filled with various incense ashes; one could imagine the flourishing incense worship of yesteryear.
The one-horned ghost king, with its bare, massive feet, left huge footprints in the thick dust on the ground. Raising its head, it saw the plaque — 'Yellow Springs Hall'!
It seemed somewhat afraid, but under Fang Xi's urging, it still entered the hall.
As the main hall of the Dao Palace, this hall was built extremely grand and tall. Everywhere were enormous red-lacquered pillars, requiring two people to encircle them, each one seemingly soaring into the clouds.
Fang Xi looked directly at the divine platform.
He saw that what was receiving the main sacrifices in the center was not a Dao Venerable statue or the like, but. . .
“Demon Venerable? ! ”
Fang Xi gazed at the scene before him and unconsciously muttered.
Upon the divine platform, there was indeed a demonic statue!
This demonic statue was entirely black, with three heads and six arms, its appearance ferocious, and its glabella was split open, revealing a crimson vertical eye.
Behind this Demon Venerable, there were also six black hole-like reliefs, their shapes extremely bizarre, as if they would completely draw one's mind and spirit into them.
“Indeed. . . are these the demon lords worshipped by the demonic path? ”
“This demonic statue, I haven't seen a similar description of it in any related records. . . ”
Fang Xi muttered, and the one-horned ghost king suddenly let out a roar.
The decayed curtains around them ripped apart, and a torn piece of cloth fell from mid-air, which the ghost king extended its arm to catch.
“It's a magic formula. . . 'Demon Guiding Art'? A magic formula cultivated by Qi Refinement disciples? ”
Fang Xi gave it a brief glance and felt a bit disdainful.
This 'Demon Guiding Art' was a cultivation method of the same level as the 'Skinning Chant', only allowing one to become an 'Entry-to-Dao Daoist'. Naturally, he wouldn't hold it in high regard.
But after casually scanning it twice, his Divine Consciousness fluctuated with surprise: “Hiss. . . This method of entering the Dao is a bit too perilous, isn't it? It actually requires one to proactively draw outer demons into one's body. . . then tame and refine the demon lord. . . to enter the Dao with this! ”
“Indeed. . . the cultivation methods of this world are all quite bizarre and ruthless. . . ”
He sighed, but still memorized this Qi Refinement magic formula.
Just then, Fang Xi's Divine Consciousness suddenly stirred: “Who? ”
The one-horned ghost king roared, revealing its true form: it was a thirty-foot tall ghost, and with an open mouth, it spewed streaks of green flames that swept across its surroundings.
Woosh!
A bizarre scene unfolded.
As the true fire of a third-order ghost king, when it encountered the surrounding walls and the Demon Venerable statue, it was actually repelled by a flash of radiance.
It seemed that within this grand hall, powerful restrictive barriers were also hidden, providing protection.
And as the green light surged, Fang Xi also saw the source of his unease.
He saw that in the darkness, at some unknown point, an additional figure had appeared!
No, that wasn't a person, but. . .
......
“Ugh. . . ”
Outside the Yama Dao Palace, Fang Xi clutched his forehead, feeling a splitting headache.
He had permanently lost that portion of his possessed Divine Consciousness.
Crack!
A crisp cracking sound echoed.
Fang Xi turned his head expressionlessly, only to see that the dark black demonic banner in his hand had, at some unknown point, developed a crack.
“Even a third-order one-horned ghost king was instantly annihilated. . . with almost no power to resist. ”
“The 'great terror' within this Yama Dao Palace is still beyond my expectations. . . ”
He gazed at the ruined palace gate before him, his expression shifting for a moment, before finally transforming into a streak of dark demonic light and turning to leave.
Dozens of miles away.
A figure stealthily approached Floating Slaughter Mountain.
Looking at his corpulent build, it was none other than Pang Gong Feng!
He looked in the direction of Floating Slaughter Mountain, his eyes filled with fear, nostalgia. . . and even a faint trace of anticipation.
“Regarding the matters of the Dao Palace, I've already laid everything bare, without exaggerating or concealing any dangers. . . After all, that True Person will surely inquire extensively. . . ”
“But if this person still doesn't believe in evil and insists on exploring the Yama Dao Palace. . . then that's none of my business. ”
“With the dangers inside the Dao Palace, even a True Person or a feather-robed immortal might well perish, their Dao annihilated, and then. . . Golden Core. . . ”
Pang Gong Feng, not knowing what magic he had cast, his figure actually vanished into the night, making him extremely difficult to detect.
“Oh? You think I'll die? ”
Just then, a faint voice suddenly sounded beside him.
Pang Gong Feng was startled, and found that the handsome young man who had asked for directions earlier in the day had, at some unknown point, appeared standing on a green rock, gazing at him with a smile playing on his lips.
He quickly bowed: “Senior, you jest. . . This junior was merely concerned for your safety and wished to come check. . . Now seeing that Senior is unharmed, I am truly relieved. . . ”
“Heh heh. ”
Fang Xi sneered several times, black light flickering in his eyes, and suddenly asked: “What exactly is that thing in the Dao Palace? Is that the source that makes numerous evil spirits avoid it? ”
“That is. . . Dao Calamity! ”
Pang Gong Feng felt his mind blur and spoke unconsciously.
After he said it, his expression drastically changed, and he covered his mouth.
“Dao Calamity? ”
Fang Xi's expression changed, then turned into a cold sneer: “It seems you truly know a lot. . . ”
“Well. . . My master, 'True Person Xiaofeng', once attended lectures within the Dao Palace. . . ” Pang Gong Feng quickly said.
“A Golden Core teacher. . . ”
Fang Xi sneered, then his figure flashed, and he grabbed the man's neck, light flickering in his eyes: “Enough. . . I'll see for myself! ”
After a soul-searching session, Fang Xi's expression subtly changed: “So this is how it is. . . This world is quite interesting. . . However, some preparations should still be made. ”
“Looking at it this way, I'll still need to cultivate one or two of this world's cultivation methods. . . And I don't know how much time that will take. . . Wait, isn't that foolish? If I just go find some evil-ridden demonic cultivators, wouldn't I be able to quickly achieve success then? ”
......
Two years later.
Southern Desolate Cultivation World.
Edge of the Myriad Beast Mountain Range.
Several streaks of light were riding spirit artifacts, fiercely battling a demon beast.
“Daoist friend Gong has truly profound divine abilities; this flying sword technique of yours has truly inherited the true legacy of the Star Point Sect! ”
A young Foundation Establishment cultivator gazed at the female cultivator with intoxicated eyes, praising her incessantly.
That female cultivator wore a lotus-green palace dress, her face still carrying a hint of childishness, her appearance exquisitely beautiful. She was currently wielding a flying sword resembling a jade hairpin, unleashing streaks of emerald green light, besieging a demon beast in front of them.
This demon beast resembled an ape, but had four arms, its entire body covered in yellowish-brown fur, skilled in earth escape techniques, and appeared to be a second-order demon beast.
Otherwise, it would have been utterly incapable of enduring under the siege of several Foundation Establishment cultivators and holding out until now.
The female cultivator surnamed Gong, although her face was youthful and her cultivation was only at the early Foundation Establishment stage, her mastery of sword manipulation was extremely profound, seeming to be the main force among these few individuals.
“Gak! ”
Just then, the four-armed ape roared, its demonic power surged, its muscles swelled, and its monkey eyes turned bloodshot; it actually seemed to have advanced to the peak second-order level.
“Oh no. . . This demon ape has actually awakened 'Blood Frenzy Art' such a talent-based demonic art! ”
A male cultivator, seeing this, couldn't help but cry out in alarm, his face drained of color.
But it was already too late. After unleashing 'Blood Frenzy Art', the four-armed ape's entire body flashed with bloody light, and it actually swept aside the spirit artifacts of several people, then leaped fiercely, appearing before the young Foundation Establishment cultivator.
“Gah! ”
The ape's two arms were like iron pillars, and slammed down violently.
The young Foundation Establishment cultivator pointed his finger, and a black iron shield hovering around him immediately floated up. The two collided, emitting a sound like a great bell being struck.
His expression changed, and he was sent flying far back, his aura weak, clearly suffering heavy injuries.
As this Foundation Establishment cultivator retreated, the encirclement immediately revealed a flaw.
However, the four-armed ape did not retreat but advanced instead, its ferocious nature fully exposed, charging towards the female cultivator surnamed Gong.
“Biyun! ”
The female cultivator surnamed Gong pointed at her flying sword, and this spirit artifact immediately transformed into a streak of emerald green light and assaulted the demon beast's back.
But the ape seemed to have grown eyes on the back of its head, and with a grab of its two arms, it actually clutched the jade hairpin-like flying sword tightly in its hands.
Its remaining two arms clasped their fingers tightly, demonic qi overflowing. Like iron hammers, they mercilessly hammered down upon the female cultivator surnamed Gong's defensive spirit artifact — a cloud-patterned scarf.
Seeing the female cultivator surnamed Gong's expression grow increasingly pale, the remaining few Foundation Establishment cultivators exchanged a glance, and actually transformed directly into streaks of escape light, shooting away to the rear. . .
“You all. . . ”
The female cultivator surnamed Gong, seeing this scene, couldn't help but be furious.
Rip!
Her defensive spirit artifact, the cloud-patterned scarf, after enduring several heavy blows, finally dimmed in radiance and fell to the side.
The demon ape's ferocious face was already inches away.
Just as the female cultivator surnamed Gong closed her eyes, awaiting death, a clear phoenix cry suddenly came from the horizon!
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