Chapter 690: Relocation
Chapter 690: Relocation
Fang Xi always handled matters flawlessly.
Although the chances of these Divine Transformation cultivators ascending to the Upper Realm were slim, there was always a possibility.
What if crucial information was leaked, leading people to Commander Tang?
While the probability was minuscule, it was still necessary to guard against it.
Therefore, when he previously activated the 'Celestial Demon Extermination Manual', he subtly altered his appearance and the treasures on his person.
This ensured that even if the opponent ascended to the Upper Realm, they would not know the true story.
There were countless similar treasures in the world, not to mention that the Divine Transformation half-demon on the other side had never even seen his Green Flame Armor.
Moreover, the Green Flame Armor had lost its artifact spirit, its spirituality greatly diminished, and its power was far inferior to before.
"How about it? Are you willing now?"
Fang Xi asked with a smile.
The Divine Transformation Blood Owl said nothing, then suddenly formed a hand seal, and a white bone palace flew out from its body.
This palace seemed to be constructed from countless stark white bones, with its central hall built from a multitude of skulls, imbued with endless resentment of the departed. It was also, shockingly, a Numinous Treasure!
And it possessed a distinctly demonic style!
The Divine Transformation Blood Owl continuously chanted incantations, and each skull seemed to come alive, two points of eerie green flame burning in their hollow eye sockets.
Crack! Crack!
The white bone palace opened, and ferocious white bone demonic gods strode out.
At the same time, a tattered ancient talisman appeared in the hand of the Divine Transformation Blood Owl.
This talisman, refined from unknown talisman paper, was already mostly broken, bearing numerous golden ancient seal script characters.
The Divine Transformation Blood Owl carefully affixed this talisman to its forehead. Its spiritual energy aura showed no fluctuation, but Fang Xi suddenly felt this Divine Transformation demon cultivator's spiritual sense power surge by more than fifty percent!
"It's actually a talisman that enhances Divine Consciousness? Interesting. . ."
A hint of a smile appeared on his lips as he watched the Blood Owl on the opposite side let out a cold snort, and a dark feather emerged from between its brows.
This feather constantly shifted, transforming into a black arrow.
This arrow was entirely composed of pure spiritual sense power, with strange seal script characters appearing on its surface, emitting an inexplicable fluctuation.
"Go!"
The Blood Owl's entire body turned crimson like blood, and it violently spat out a mouthful of vital blood essence.
The black arrow instantly vanished, and in the next moment, as if traversing through void, it reappeared before Fang Xi!
This was the Blood Owl's innate divine ability, specifically attacking the soul, difficult to defend against even with ordinary spiritual treasures or Numinous Treasures.
Now, it had even activated a mysterious talisman, boosting its own Divine Consciousness power. Even a Perfected Divine Transformation cultivator would be reluctant to directly face this strike.
Accompanied by the roars of several white bone demonic gods,
Bone claws and the black arrow arrived almost simultaneously!
Upon seeing this, Fang Xi exhaled a stream of dark green demonic qi, and the Green Flame Armor seemed to ignite, a ball of verdant green flame emerging.
The black arrow plunged into it, and astonishingly, vanished instantly!
He stretched lazily, and demonic qi converged behind him, forming a colossal phantom of a four-faced, eight-armed demonic god!
This demonic god phantom was entirely verdant green, its arms covered in scales, some even directly transformed into the claws of demon beasts or birds.
Crack!
A sky-fowl claw pressed down, instantly crushing a white bone demonic god into fragments in mid-air. . .
The four-faced, eight-armed demonic god roared, and its eight arms struck out in succession.
Rumble!
Gusts of strong winds swept through, a storm formed by pure force twisting space.
White bone demonic gods exploded one after another in mid-air. Eventually, the eight arms converged into a single punch, smashing into the white bone palace in the sky.
Woosh!
The white bone palace let out a mournful cry, flying back ten thousand feet. The skulls on it directly exploded, clearly indicating that the Numinous Treasure itself had sustained damage.
Boom!
A stream of spell light descended, directly carving off a layer of the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion.
The great battle high above the Demon Capital had long attracted the attention of numerous half-demons.
However, the surging spiritual energy aura and the fluctuations of heaven and earth spiritual qi made them realize that the combatants were Demonic Gods!
Even Demon Kings only dared to observe from afar, not daring to cross the line.
Inside the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion, Madam Hu's precious orb suffered a heavy blow, a crack appearing on its surface.
As her face drastically changed, a puzzled meow sounded in her ear.
"Meow?"
Miao Miao stared at the demonic god fighting the Blood Owl, a hint of confusion appearing on her face: "Isn't that our distinguished guest from today?"
Madam Hu fixed her gaze, and her entire body trembled. . .
...
Fang Xi naturally paid no mind to the den of female demons below.
With his extensive combat experience, he knew that while the Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion appeared like a small boat amidst stormy waves, he had intentionally controlled his power, keeping it from being destroyed, so he didn't care.
Looking at the Blood Owl opposite him, he lightly chuckled: "And now? Has Your Excellency made up your mind?"
The Divine Transformation Blood Owl remained silent.
It already knew that in terms of combat, it was far from a match for this mysterious demonic god.
"Dream on if you want my feather!"
Suddenly, the Divine Transformation Blood Owl let out a long cry, formed hand seals, and a layer of blood-red illusory feathers appeared on its body.
Innumerable blood-red feathers enveloped it, about to transform into a crimson rainbow and escape from the Demon Capital!
Most creatures in this world were half-demons, with mixed bloodlines, so cultivating demon arts primarily served to stimulate their inherent demon bloodline.
Upon reaching the Divine Transformation level, the demon bloodline within them was incredibly potent, allowing them to revert to their ancestral form or even transform into a true demon body!
As a Blood Owl, its escape speed was among the absolute fastest even among Divine Transformation cultivators!
Moreover. . . its life-bound feather was intimately connected to its cultivation and vital blood essence. Losing it would undoubtedly cause significant damage to its vitality.
As an unruly demonic god, it would certainly prefer to flee rather than compromise!
Not to mention, Fang Xi hadn't offered anything of equal value in exchange; he was simply seizing it by force!
Whoosh!
A crimson light flashed, and a black-red Blood Owl appeared dozens of miles away.
With another flap of its wings, it might fly out of the Demon Capital's jurisdiction.
Its appearance was ferocious, with black-red feathers covering its entire body, and a long, slender black-red feather stood erect on its head. It was indeed a top-tier fierce bird!
Fang Xi slightly curled his lips at this sight.
What if its escape speed was astonishing?
Compared to void divine abilities, it was nothing.
Buzz!
The Divine Transformation Blood Owl originally intended to fly directly out of the Demon Capital, but a sudden anomaly occurred in front of it.
Within a silvery-white light, a towering pagoda hundreds of feet tall emerged, adorned with various demon race carvings on its body.
Streams of greyish-white light entwined around the pagoda, and countless Phoenix Seal Script characters appeared.
For some reason, upon seeing this pagoda, the Divine Transformation Blood Owl even felt a sense of encountering a natural predator!
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Silvery-white chains appeared, as if traversing through the void, piercing towards the Blood Owl.
The Blood Owl flapped its wings, and streams of blood-red feathers shot out like arrows. It itself transformed into a streak of light, executing a graceful turn in mid-air, attempting to dodge.
Alas. . .
The arrows passed through the chains as if through empty air.
The silvery-white chains seemed capable of freely shifting between solid and ethereal states. With a single void-traverse, the Divine Transformation Blood Owl let out a tragic cry, both its wings pierced through by the silvery-white chains.
Its Divine Transformation demon body, before these chains, was as fragile as paper, utterly vulnerable.
If one looked closely, they would see that each silvery-white chain was, astonishingly, composed of densely packed Phoenix Seal Script characters.
Streams of greyish-white light fell, and the Blood Owl instantly teleported back before Fang Xi.
"The transaction hasn't been completed yet, why leave?"
Fang Xi held the Soul Suppressing Pagoda in his hand, smiling lightly.
This fifth-rank Numinous Treasure, in his hands, unleashed power far beyond its usual capacity.
This was, of course, due to his extraordinarily high attainment in the path of void.
For decades, he had continuously comprehended the All-Heavens Precious Mirror; even the most foolish person would have achieved an introductory understanding of the Void Dao by now.
"Adding your life, in exchange for your life-bound feather, how do you find this trade?"
Fang Xi said with a smiling gaze.
The Divine Transformation Blood Owl struggled for a bit, then finally let out a mournful cry, and the black-red feather on its head drifted down.
"Good, only a wise man knows when to yield. Haha. . ."
Fang Xi formed a hand seal, and a bird's claw emerged, taking the Blood Owl's feather into his hand.
After playing with it for a moment, he placed it into a jade box, sealing it with a talisman.
"Thank you for the gift. . ."
Fang Xi glanced towards a certain spot in the void, and his figure instantly transformed into a dark green streak of light, parting the clouds and the array within them, vanishing in a blink of an eye.
The Divine Transformation Blood Owl, freed from its shackles, immediately rolled on the ground, transforming into human form. Then it roared towards the spot Fang Xi had looked: "Xuanji Yao, since you came, why didn't you help me?"
Light flashed in that part of the void, and countless array patterns emerged, revealing a noble and elegant lady.
A look of astonishment appeared on her face, followed by a bitter smile: "That demon had already discovered me, and his strength is incredibly formidable. I fear even if we combined our efforts, we would be far from his match. . ."
Thinking of the opponent's spell arts, divine abilities, and treasures, the woman still felt lingering fear.
Although the Blood Owl had a bad temper, its divine abilities were astonishing among the few Demonic Gods, yet it was taken down with such ease.
"Even so, you control the Demon Capital's Grand Array. . . if we had used the power of the array. . . we might not have lost! " the Blood Owl complained, crying out.
"I'm afraid it would have been useless. . . The escape art that demon displayed when leaving treated the array as if it were nothing. He is probably also a Grandmaster of formations. . ."
Xuanji Yao sighed softly.
The Blood Owl thought of its lost feather, meaning centuries of hard cultivation were gone, and its heart bled.
Yet, there was nothing it could do at this moment, so it raised its head and let out a ear-splitting cry that tore through the clouds.
Caw! ! !
Within the Demon Capital, countless low-level half-demons trembled, and some even fainted from fright. . .
Xuanji Yao gazed in the direction Fang Xi had left, her eyes sparkling with strange light: "This demon's origin is somewhat peculiar. . . We have cultivated for over a thousand years and have never heard of this demon's name. I fear he is one who descended from another realm. . ."
In other words, even if the Blood Owl wanted revenge in the future, it might not even be able to find him!
No wonder the opponent felt so aggrieved. . .
...
Several years later.
Human World.
Earthly Immortal Spiritual Realm.
Fang Xi toyed with a feather of the Heavenly Phoenix in his hand, which shone even more brilliantly, lost in thought.
He hadn't stayed long in the Jiayou Realm. After acquiring what he desired, he briefly explored, found a few rare spiritual resources, and then went to the Demon Realm!
He hadn't forgotten his grudge against that Divine Transformation Heavenly Phoenix!
Moreover, it was a good opportunity to collect some more blood from the Four Great Demon Kings for future use. Whether for cultivating the Myriad Demon Armor secret art or refining other treasures, it would be excellent.
However, after arriving in the Demon Realm, Fang Xi learned that the Divine Transformation Heavenly Phoenix had already ascended!
He sighed, and could only plunder the treasuries of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan and other royal demon clans, considering it a small repayment for the demon race's invasion years ago, collecting some interest.
When Fang Xi made his move now, it was naturally silent, causing the entire Demon Realm to be on edge, knowing that a great treasure thief had appeared. No matter how tightly arrays and restrictions were laid out, treasures would vanish without a trace. . .
Even the private treasuries of fifth-rank demon cultivators were not spared!
Compared to this, the mysterious disappearance of the entire Cicada Race was merely a minor incident. . .
Fang Xi's Divine Consciousness surveyed the spiritual realm, and he saw a designated area allocated to the Cicada Race.
As the saying goes, the morning mushroom knows not the waxing and waning of the moon, and the cicada knows not spring and autumn.
The Cicada Race could produce 'Golden Cicadas'. Although weak, their innate divine ability was related to time, making them unique among the demon race.
"However, to induce the birth of Golden Cicadas, 'Nine Heavens Pure Water' is required. . . This water is considered a relatively precious spiritual item even in the Earthly Immortal World."
Fang Xi was unconcerned about this; with his wealth, he would surely acquire some in the future.
This way, he would have enough 'Golden Cicada exuviae' to cultivate the Dragon Scripture talismans.
Without the convenience of the All-Heavens Precious Mirror, his comprehension of the Dragon Scripture was extremely difficult, still hovering at the introductory level.
Precisely because of this, the Supreme Pole Star Life-Ending Divine Light also found it hard to advance, even after breaking through to Return to Void, it remained the same.
Therefore, besides comprehending the Phoenix Seal Script daily, Fang Xi persisted in comprehending the Dragon Scripture, no matter how difficult it was.
Since his ultimate trump card was related to it, he naturally could not give up.
"My Earthly Immortal Spiritual Realm is a grotto-heaven blessed land; the Cicada Race is getting a good deal. . ."
Fang Xi smiled faintly.
This race, sheltering under the protection of the Heavenly Phoenix, did not even have a fifth-rank demon cultivator in their clan, so they were naturally at his mercy.
Now that they had entered the Earthly Immortal Spiritual Realm, they certainly wouldn't be able to cause any trouble.
Compared to this race, he was more curious about another.
With a thought, Fang Xi instantly appeared outside a forest in the north, as if teleporting.
Within this forest, ancient trees, so thick they required several people to embrace, were ubiquitous.
Some of these ancient trees even had thousands or tens of thousands of years of age, exuding an ancient aura, along with a faint spiritual qi.
These spiritual trees were naturally acquired by him during his travels through various realms, when he collected fragments of the All-Heavens Precious Mirror, he also dug them up along the way.
The largest few among them might already be hundreds of thousands of years old.
He arrived beneath a towering ancient tree. This tree was entirely pure green, with fine textures. Although not as tall as the Ancestral Demonic Tree, it exuded a sense of stability.
As Fang Xi approached, two eyes, a nostril, and a gaping mouth-like crack suddenly appeared on the great tree.
"Venerable Lord!"
The gaping mouth opened and closed, emitting a grand and ancient voice.
"Mm, entering the Earthly Immortal Spiritual Realm, are you accustomed to it?"
Fang Xi asked with a smile.
This batch of 'wood spirits', resembling 'treants', he discovered in a peculiar minor realm.
That realm had no human, demon, or devil races, only vast stretches of primeval forests and these 'wood spirits'.
Each of them possessed an incredibly long lifespan, their true forms being spiritual trees. However, their temperament was too steadfast; they could remain in one spot for tens of thousands of years.
Fang Xi had to admit that, compared to them, he was still too weak. . .
In that realm, he found many heavenly spiritual medicines and, incidentally, 'abducted' a few 'wood spirits' to his home.
"Very good. . ."
The wood spirit paused for a long time after each word, but Fang Xi had long grown used to it.
"Here. . . is very good. . . that. . . Horned Wood Dragon. . . is also very good. . ."
The giant face on the tree trunk rumbled.
"That's good then."
Fang Xi nodded and walked out of the forest, where he saw countless vines converge, forming a wooden flood dragon.
Its body instantly shrank, like a verdant green ribbon, landing before Fang Xi.
Fang Xi communicated with it using beast-taming techniques, and immediately felt very satisfied: "You've started 'sowing' already? Very good. . ."
The Horned Wood Dragon was an extremely special bloodline; it had no gender distinction but reproduced by fission. . .
It could scatter seeds, and when the seeds grew, they would become new Horned Wood Dragons!
In a way, it was somewhat similar to the Golden Silver Bean Mother Dao soldiers.
Furthermore, the Horned Wood Dragon's bloodline was quite advanced. As long as it had sufficient years of growth and resources, reaching fifth-rank Divine Transformation, sixth-rank Return to Void, or even seventh-rank Void Amalgamation. . . all had a certain chance.
Even, if it obtained some heaven-defying opportunity, there was a minute possibility of even pushing for an eighth-rank Mahayana True Spirit.
"With the over two hundred acres of myriad wood mother qi in the Earthly Immortal Spiritual Realm now, producing several fifth-rank Horned Wood Dragons is no problem at all. . ."
Fang Xi calculated for a moment, and had to admit that his foundation was still somewhat shallow.
His Dao soldiers only reached fourth-rank at most. The remaining ones were merely fifth-rank Horned Wood Dragons and Wood Ans. . . Da Qing was useless, Taisui lay too still. . .
If a powerful enemy were to truly intrude, and it came down to a direct confrontation, these defenses would be practically nonexistent. The only true reliance would be the Kyushu Mechanized City in the sky, or even the sixth-rank Demonic Tree itself!
"Perhaps. . . I should bring Xiao Qing in too?"
A thought surfaced in Fang Xi's mind.
Xiao Qing had ascended with his External Avatar and now, as its spiritual pet and mount, had been cultivating in the Celestial Brahma Army.
With its talent, it was probably only inferior to the Little Black Tortoise that guarded the Moonlight Immortal City, and there was still hope for it to reach sixth-rank in the future.
Even Fang Xi had to reluctantly accept a reality.
As he continued to advance, he would eventually leave behind some people and things that could no longer keep up with his pace!
...
Earthly Immortal World.
Three Realms Mountain.
Within the Celestial Brahma Army encampment.
Decades passed, and the demon and devil races did not wage war, so the previous tense atmosphere gradually eased.
Inside the cave-dwelling.
The External Avatar sat cross-legged, suddenly exhaling a stream of pure demonic essence.
Buzz!
The Netherworld Banner flew out, its water patterns converging to form the shape of a poison flood dragon.
The poison flood dragon's eyes glittered with bright light, as if it had come alive, exuding a Return to Void-level spiritual energy fluctuation.
It opened its dragon mouth and swallowed the demonic essence completely, then twisted its dragon body in evident dissatisfaction.
"A sixth-rank Return to Void treasure."
He sighed, feeling a slight strain in controlling the 'Netherworld Banner' now, and quickly put it away.
"With the main body's efforts, the Netherworld Banner was already made from extraordinary materials, and with most of a sixth-rank flood dragon's bones, essence, and other materials refined into it, its promotion to sixth-rank was a matter of course. . ."
"The Divine Infant Sword's promotion should also be without major issues. . . Then, wielding a sixth-rank life-bound magical treasure with a fifth-rank cultivation. . . I suppose I'd be unique among Divine Transformation cultivators, wouldn't I?"
The External Avatar let out a self-deprecating chuckle.
Such a peculiar situation, where a life-bound magical treasure was of a higher cultivation rank than its owner, usually only occurred with cultivators who had cultivated a second Nascent Soul or refined an avatar.
A life-bound magical treasure was connected to one's heart and mind. Even if it was one rank higher than the cultivator, controlling it would certainly be much easier than the Netherworld Banner.
One could say that such cultivators were true geniuses, possessing the capital to fight above their realm!
Although. . . it would most likely still end in failure.
The chasm between Return to Void and Divine Transformation could not be bridged by a mere sixth-rank Return to Void treasure. However, to have the power to contend with an early-stage Return to Void cultivator, and still escape after defeat, was already the standard for a top-tier Divine Transformation genius!
But the External Avatar would certainly not do that!
He would only fight cultivators weaker than himself!
After cultivating, the External Avatar left his secluded cave-dwelling and received several sound transmission talismans.
Among them were messages from Liu Xu and Yunxi Xianzi.
Relying on their connections with the Heavenly Charm Sect, they had secured positions managing shops in the cultivation city, which were lucrative and risk-free tasks, highly sought after by many Divine Transformation commanders.
Without the Heavenly Charm Sect background, they would certainly not have been fortunate enough to get such good assignments.
The External Avatar, on the other hand, received ordinary patrol missions and had already inspected several dangerous areas.
In these past few decades, he had inquired about the Heavenly Charm Sect. Its reputation was good; although it only recruited female disciples, there were no rumors of them using their beauty to curry favor. On the contrary, many powerful female cultivators emerged from it, and the few female commanders who joined the Celestial Brahma Army were also renowned for their fierce combat prowess.
Liu Xu and Yunxi Xianzi, being able to cultivate to Divine Transformation, were naturally not foolish. Before making their decision, they had certainly made extensive inquiries from multiple sources.
Now it seemed the effect was good.
As for the External Avatar himself?
As an ascended cultivator who had independently cultivated to the late Divine Transformation stage, he naturally received overtures from various factions.
However, he rejected them all.
After all, he had too many secrets and found it genuinely difficult to trust others.
Moreover, his cultivation itself was a sore point.
By now, rumors had gradually spread within the Celestial Brahma Army that his potential was exhausted, and he hadn't made any further progress in his cultivation for a hundred years. . .
In the eyes of those Return to Void-level commanders, the External Avatar's aura had consistently remained at the initial late Divine Transformation stage, with no progress whatsoever in his spiritual energy.
The External Avatar had no intention of using a Turtle Breath Art to hide his cultivation; if his cultivation couldn't even be seen through by Return to Void cultivators, that would be a huge flaw instead.
Furthermore, the Celestial Brahma Army housed hidden masters, even Void Amalgamation mighty figures, so a Turtle Breath Art was not foolproof.
Therefore, he simply displayed his true cultivation, without any concealment whatsoever.
Others, observing that his spiritual power had not advanced in the slightest over the past century, began to suspect that his cultivation method was flawed or his foundation compromised.
The various powers that sought to recruit cultivators placed greater value on the potential of ascended cultivators, and as for those whose potential had seemingly run dry, their interest gradually waned. . .
The External Avatar was content to let things be, offering no explanations, and instead found his ears much more at peace.
...
It was a day of leisure.
The External Avatar stepped out of the military camp, his escape light flashing.
After flying for a long time, and confirming he was not followed, his aura and appearance instantly shifted.
He was preparing to visit the cultivation city, to sell some rare spiritual items from the lower realms and, incidentally, acquire what he needed.
The External Avatar swaggered into the Sanyin Mountain Black Market. With a brief sweep of his Divine Consciousness, his expression involuntarily shifted slightly. . .
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