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Chapter 841: Confrontation (Bonus Chapter for Subscriptions)

“This is the Black Peak Mountain Range? ! ”

A streak of demonic light, seemingly slow yet impossibly fast, arrived at the outer perimeter of the Black Peak Mountain Range. Fang Xi gazed at the sparse blood mist, a hint of excitement surfacing on his face.

“Finally. . . can I advance to Void Amalgamation? ”

Without the slightest hesitation, he plunged into the mountain range.

The sparse mist on the mountain's periphery dissipated instantly upon contact with the demonic light, even being effortlessly refined by it, unable to affect it in the slightest.

On the ground below, a Core Formation-level Demon race elder, accompanied by a Foundation Establishment-level Demon race girl, was gathering spiritual medicine.

Witnessing this scene, they were both utterly stunned.

“Grandpa. . . that person. . . ”

The Demon race girl had dark scales on her body and a slightly hooked nose with a peculiar internal structure.

This was a branch of the Demon race from the vicinity, known as the 'Ming Demon Clan', innately possessing a certain resistance to blood mist.

Even so, they only dared to venture into the Black Peak Mountain Range for herbs after cultivating special techniques and preparing a large quantity of artifacts and talismans.

“But that person? ”

“That must be a sixth-rank superior existence. . . ”

The Core Formation elder sighed as he watched the disappearing tail of the demonic light. “Let’s go back. . . ”

“What? We’re not picking the Blood Ling Flower? ”

The Demon race girl's face was full of surprise. “It’s just three more mountain peaks away! ”

The Blood Ling Flower was the most valuable item in the outer regions of the Black Peak Mountain Range. When combined with other spiritual medicines, it could be refined into the 'Blood Spirit Pill', an unparalleled choice for advancing cultivation in many blood-path demonic arts.

“No. . . not going. . . This Black Peak Mountain Range feels sinister lately. I hear many great figures have arrived. . . ”

The Core Formation elder gritted his teeth, leading his granddaughter back. “Looking at this situation. . . if something goes wrong, the sky might truly collapse and the earth shatter. It’s better to hide. . . Not only must we go back, but we must also inform our clansmen to keep a low profile recently and avoid bringing trouble upon the clan! ”

...

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Fang Xi naturally paid no mind to the thoughts of mere ants.

At this moment, he gazed at the increasingly dense blood-colored mist ahead, his brow slightly furrowed.

The mist in the outer reaches of the Black Peak Mountain Range was relatively thin; even Foundation Establishment-level Demon race cultivators, with certain artifacts, pills, and talismans, dared to venture in.

But upon reaching this point, even the magic power of a Return to Void Demon race cultivator would be constantly depleted.

“Furthermore. . . does this mist also have some effect of obscuring Divine Consciousness? ”

Fang Xi smiled faintly. “Indeed, they’ve found a good spot. ”

He sensed the location of the All-Heavens Precious Mirror fragment, confirming it was at the core of the mountain range.

Given the grade of the blood mist there, even Void Amalgamation cultivators would likely be affected to some extent.

“Too bad. . . for me, all these arrangements are useless. ”

Fang Xi raised a hand, and the Netherworld Banner transformed into a vast, deep black sea, enveloping him.

The blood-colored mist, upon encountering the black sea, dissipated directly, as if ground away by countless black waters.

Splash! Splash!

The black waters surged, cleansing the blood mist.

Fang Xi entered the core of the Black Peak Mountain Range, then swiftly sped towards the location of the Zizai Tianmo Wang.

Not long after, his escape light (escape light: escape light/flight light, common cultivation term) stopped, and he gazed ahead, a hint of appreciation appearing on his face: “A formation? ”

Ahead, though the blood-colored mist was much denser, there seemed to be nothing else unusual.

But Fang Xi keenly sensed the presence of a formation.

“An invisible formation. . . how interesting. ”

He chuckled, then formed a hand seal, causing the surging black waters to transform into an immense, pitch-black dragon, which swished its tail and charged into the blood mist!

...

“Hmm? ”

Within a cave dwelling somewhere in the blood mist.

A purple demonic figure sat cross-legged, a bronze glow shimmering above its head, seemingly connected to myriad worlds.

Every moment, streams of inexplicable Qi mechanisms emerged from the bronze light gate, pouring into its body.

These were, astonishingly, incomparably pure demonic Qi, and even True Demonic Qi!

Thanks to this nourishment, the purple demonic figure's injuries quickly recovered significantly.

It opened its eyes, revealing the image of a rather sinister purple-robed middle-aged man.

A cold sneer appeared at the corner of its mouth: “Furious Venerable Heavenly Demon King. . . you thought this king was heavily injured? In truth, with the aid of this secret treasure, this king's recovery speed far exceeds your imagination. . . Good, I'll take this opportunity to simply suppress and slay you. . . ”

Suddenly, the purple-robed middle-aged man seemed to sense something and waved his hand, conjuring a spell.

A crimson formation flag appeared, and upon the flag, a scene of a black dragon wildly dancing manifested.

“Myriad Manifestations True Demon Arts? Return to Void Perfected? ”

Seeing this, the purple-robed middle-aged man's lips curled into a faint smile: “This must be a subordinate found by the Furious Venerable Demon King, hoping to use that secret art to sense my presence? ”

“Indeed, a rare tonic. This king will gladly accept it. ”

The next moment, the purple-robed middle-aged man waved the blood-red formation flag, chanting incessantly.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

Fang Xi suddenly felt the void shift. Countless crimson runes flickered across the heavens and earth, transforming into Heavenly Demon Secret Seals.

Crack!

A crimson bolt of lightning descended, striking the pitch-black giant dragon directly!

The Netherworld Banner let out a mournful cry, retreating into countless black waters, its poisonous Jiao (Jiao: flood dragon, a type of mythical beast) soul seems severely wounded!

“This formation is quite interesting. . . ”

Fang Xi's eyes flickered with light. He suddenly patted his storage bag, and an 'Array-Breaking Cone' appeared.

As he formed a hand seal, the Array-Breaking Cone transformed into a ray of sharp light, plunging into the blood-colored mist.

Crack!

Pale golden light exploded, and layers of restrictions crumbled.

But quickly, more blood-colored restrictions emerged, driving the formation, causing its weakness to vanish instantly.

“An array-breaking treasure. . . ”

Inside the cave dwelling, the purple-robed middle-aged man sneered, about to finish off this 'chess piece' in one go, when his expression suddenly changed!

Because he saw that figure raise a hand, and talismans flew out, each one a high-grade barrier-breaking talisman!

The runes of countless barrier-breaking talismans interwove, seemingly forming a grand array—a Barrier-Breaking Grand Array!

This grand array inherently possessed flaws, and it immediately exploded upon formation.

But Fang Xi manipulated those silver runes, like a silver torrent, impacting the formation.

Splash! Splash!

The blood-colored mist rapidly thinned, as if about to reveal the void behind it.

“He’s actually a Grandmaster of Arrays. . . No, even a Grandmaster of Arrays, how could he break this formation so easily? ”

The purple-robed middle-aged man hesitated, sensing Fang Xi's mere Return to Void Perfected cultivation, but ultimately, he was somewhat moved and rose to his feet.

...

“He’s here! ”

Within the formation, Fang Xi murmured, a hint of joy on his face.

Then, his figure moved, transforming into a Thousand-Eyed Bird, letting out a high-pitched cry.

On the body of the Thousand-Eyed Bird, each eyeball emitted a strange light.

Numerous strange lights converged, sweeping across a section of the void.

Two giant demonic palms appeared, shattered by a crimson blood light spat out by Fang Xi.

The crimson blood light receded, revealing a Divine Infant Sword within!

Upon the Divine Infant Sword, six demonic flames burned fiercely, and countless red threads crisscrossed the void, weaving into ancient demonic seals.

Since the External Avatar advanced to Return to Void Perfected, the power of the Divine Infant Sword, its life-bound flying sword, had increased, now reaching sixth-rank superior-grade.

Whoosh!

A crimson sword light shot out, carrying the demonic intent to annihilate all things.

Then. . . it was clamped between the hands of a purple-robed middle-aged man.

Snap!

He flicked his right finger, and the crimson sword light shattered instantly.

“Human race little demon. . . I admire your courage, to dare to intrude into this grand array alone to seek this king! ”

The Zizai Tianmo Wang looked at Fang Xi, a faint smile flashing across his face.

Now, within his own formation, with his Void Amalgamation late-stage cultivation, for Fang Xi to survive his attack without being severely wounded already meant Fang Xi was extremely lucky.

After all, in terms of cultivation method and realm, he held a complete advantage.

The opponent's demonic art was transmitted by him; he could completely restrain it.

In the past, even a divine sense crossing realms could easily extract a demonic cultivator's entire cultivation, essence, and even insights. . .

Now, with just a gentle wave of his hand, he could make this human demonic cultivator feel the deepest despair!

The Zizai Tianmo Wang formed a hand seal, and a black rune mark appeared between his brows, like a seed.

Fang Xi's expression changed, feeling his Myriad Manifestations True Demon Arts, which he usually controlled as easily as his own arm, begin to backfire!

Indeed, all his True Demonic Qi was converging, intending to seize all the demonic infant essence and deliver it into the hands of the Zizai Tianmo Wang!

‘No matter how many times I modified it, the essence of this demonic art remains unchanged, and it’s too heavily countered. ’

He sighed, and a Dragon Seal Script talisman flew out from his body. With a flash of purple light, his previously shriveled demonic body became plump once more.

—After repeatedly comprehending the Dragon Seal Script and deepening his understanding of the Laws of Time, the 'Last Radiance Talisman' he now created had a momentary effect even on Void Amalgamation cultivators, let alone Return to Void Perfected.

“Time-type talisman? ”

Seeing this, a cold sneer appeared on the Zizai Tianmo Wang's face. “Even if you can evade for a moment, can you evade for an eternity. . . You coveted convenience, cultivating this demonic art, and have already fallen into this king's trap. . . ”

Such talismans would certainly have limitations.

As soon as the talisman's power was exhausted, this person's entire demonic art would still be within his grasp!

But just then, the Zizai Tianmo Wang suddenly found that he could no longer sense that human demonic cultivator.

In a flash of silver light, Fang Xi had already sent his External Avatar to the Divine Dao world. His true body appeared, holding the Blood Fiend Banner in his left hand, the Five-Colored Cloud Banner in his right, and a yellow gourd hanging from his waist, stepping forth gracefully.

Then, the Five-Colored Cloud Banner transformed into five banners, arrayed in five directions, forming colossal light gates.

A layer of five-colored cloud Qi emerged, intertwining with the blood-colored mist.

The Zizai Tianmo Wang suddenly felt that his connection with the grand array arranged in this place was becoming increasingly tenuous.

“Void Amalgamation mid-stage. . . So that was just one of your avatars! ”

A hint of wariness appeared in the Zizai Tianmo Wang's expression. “A human Void Amalgamation cultivator? Could it be that you were hired by the Furious Venerable Demon King to trouble me? ”

“Not so! ”

Fang Xi's Taiyi Azure Wood Divine Light Shield floated around him. He shook the Blood Fiend Banner, and a sea of blood emerged. “If fellow Daoist is willing to offer up this pure demonic cultivation to perfect my External Avatar, then we can discuss! ”

The Zizai Tianmo Wang laughed in extreme anger, several feet of demonic light surging from his eyes. “Human Void Amalgamation, you are seeking death! ”

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