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Chapter 893: Crisis (Bonus Chapter for Subscribers)

Chapter 893: Crisis (Bonus Chapter for Subscribers)

Between cultivators, recognition is mostly based on the aura of their magical power.

As Fang Xi was not intentionally concealing himself, other high-level cultivators naturally wouldn't mistake him.

Shen Suanzi felt a familiar aura approaching, but upon closer inspection, he saw a young man in green robes, followed by two golden-armored Divine Transformation cultivators, strolling leisurely.

The aura emanating from the young man, however, felt both familiar and strangely unfamiliar to him.

The profound, abyss-like fluctuations of magical power sent a chill down Shen Suanzi's spine: "Mahayana. . . impossible. . . How could that mere junior, in just a few short centuries, break through from Return to Void all the way to the Mahayana realm?"

"Even that heaven-defying genius in the history of the human race could never accomplish such a feat. . ."

"Could it be that this old man is seeing things, or are there hidden laws of time within these restrictions, and tens of thousands of years have already passed outside?"

Although Fang Xi now appeared in his true form, in Shen Suanzi's eyes, he was still the 'Wang Family Ancestor' from back then.

At this moment, he couldn't help but be struck with self-doubt.

"This old man. . . how long have I been imprisoned?"

Shen Suanzi looked at Fang Xi and couldn't help but ask.

"Less than five hundred years. . ."

Fang Xi's lips curled into a slight smile: "I have come today specifically to fulfill our agreement and rescue my fellow Daoist. . . However, the True Spirit Phoenix feather that Daoist promised before is far from enough now. . ."

Shen Suanzi: ". . ."

After a moment of silence, he still projected a phantom image with his divination rods and trigrams, then bowed deeply: "Please give your commands, Senior. This junior will not refuse. . ."

As a cultivator, and a native of the Earthly Immortal World, Shen Suanzi maintained a very humble posture before a cultivator of a higher realm.

"Very good. Do you know that the outside world has already been thrown into utter chaos?"

Fang Xi briefly introduced the situation of the alien alliance's invasion and the Four-Race War, causing Shen Suanzi's face to turn incomparably pale: "This old man was only trapped for a few centuries, yet the outside world has undergone such immense changes. . ."

"Now that I am about to emerge, to bring order to the world, I am still in need of a strategist. . . " Fang Xi said leisurely.

"May I ask. . ."

Shen Suanzi cautiously inquired: "Which side does Senior intend to help?"

The addition of a Mahayana cultivator was enough to reverse the tide of battle in certain regions.

Although Fang Xi appeared to be human, the environment of Trapped Sky Island was unique, and previously, humans, demons, yao, and various alien races had coexisted relatively peacefully.

It was only after a certain person's arrival that a storm of bloodshed was stirred up.

At this moment, Fang Xi's attitude made Shen Suanzi feel completely unsure.

Not to mention, the two great guardians behind Fang Xi, though seemingly human, possessed a strange aura that caused Shen Suanzi to ponder. . .

If this Mahayana cultivator was willing to join, neither the Yao race nor the alien races would hesitate to roll out the red carpet.

Although Shen Suanzi desired freedom, he was unwilling to serve the alien races.

"Naturally, it's the human race! After all, I am also of human origin. . . It's just that many 'dead branches and rotten leaves' among the human race in this Earthly Immortal World need to be pruned."

Fang Xi said, smiling, words brimming with killing intent.

Shen Suanzi, however, seemed not to have heard him, and respectfully said: "Since that is the case, this junior is willing to serve you wholeheartedly. . ."

"Good!"

Fang Xi's Qing He Sword (Fifth Generation) appeared in his hand, and streaks of wood-attribute Law Power condensed, forming a wheel of sword light.

The Mahayana-stage magical power overflowed without reservation, filling Shen Suanzi's heart with dread: 'Such power, it seems to surpass even Senior Che Xuanyuan by quite a bit. . . Is this truly a newly advanced Mahayana? Or was the one who joked with this old man before always a disguise? An External Avatar? '

However, he soon had no mind for wild thoughts: "Senior. . . Senior, please spare my life!"

Pfft!

Fang Xi coldly swung his sword, striking!

The wood-attribute Law Power converged, forming a crescent moon-shaped sword light that landed on the ice mountain.

Clatter, clatter!

The five-colored chains shimmered, also carrying the power of laws!

However, this Immortal Abode Rare Treasure had, after all, fallen into disrepair over the years, with many of its restrictions damaged.

A dazzling emerald-green light burst forth as the jade-like crescent moon sword light fell upon the five-colored chains, suddenly shining brightly, then strangely merging into them.

Clatter, clatter!

The five-colored chains snapped one after another, revealing incredibly smooth cuts.

The ice mountain shook with a rumble, then shattered into pieces. . .

"Haha!"

Shen Suanzi let out a long laugh, conjuring a golden abacus-like treasure.

Countless divination rods flew out, transforming into the shape of the Eight Trigrams of the Primordial Heaven, protecting him layer by layer as he leaped out from within the ice mountain!

"Long confined in a cage, finally free from shackles. . . Shen Suanzi thanks Senior for the rescue."

Shen Suanzi tidied his appearance, then bowed solemnly to Fang Xi: "Senior's ability to wield an Immortal Abode Rare Treasure with such precision and subtlety, as if commanding an arm, truly earns my utmost admiration."

"It's merely a damaged Immortal Abode Rare Treasure, nothing more."

Fang Xi waved his hand, gazing at the potted plants and zither inside the small pavilion, implying something as he said, "Compared to a true Immortal Abode Rare Treasure, it's truly not worth mentioning."

Shen Suanzi was startled, then smiled wryly: "Senior, please don't tease this junior. Over these past few centuries, this junior has continuously meditated and comprehended, and I've come to understand a bit about the operation of this Immortal Abode Rare Treasure's formation. I also know that this small pavilion is a trap. . . If this junior hadn't been so greedy back then, I wouldn't have fallen to such a state."

Shen Suanzi was originally a Grandmaster of Formations.

Even when Fang Xi and Ji Feixue were discussing the Dao, this human race formation master spoke highly of Shen Suanzi, claiming that the latter's attainments in formations surpassed his own.

Fang Xi naturally believed what Shen Suanzi said, as long as it wasn't about divination: "Oh? Then where is the nexus of this Immortal Abode Rare Treasure?"

"If this junior's calculations are correct, it should be beneath this small pavilion. . ."

Shen Suanzi chuckled, "This junior is willing to lead the way for Senior to completely take over this Immortal Abode Rare Treasure. . . The restrictions of this Immortal Abode Rare Treasure are the nexus of Trapped Sky Island. If it can be refined even a little, it would not be difficult to proactively open its fusion with the Earthly Immortal World, or even choose a specific location for Realm Descent. "

"Oh?"

Fang Xi had to admit, he was a little tempted.

If he could completely control this Trapped Sky Island mystic realm, wouldn't it be equivalent to the Kyushu School gaining an unsinkable aircraft carrier?

Furthermore, its vast territory and flexible mobility made it very suitable for the various Heavenly Monarchs of the Divine Dao.

As a Grandmaster of Formations and a Grandmaster of Divination. . . having been trapped here for centuries, diligently studying, it seemed Shen Suanzi had truly figured out something?

"In that case, go and try."

Fang Xi thought for a moment, then said.

"Haha. . . how could this old man be wrong in his calculations?"

Shen Suanzi stepped forward, a hint of arrogance on his face.

Upon seeing this, Fang Xi secretly furrowed his brow, discreetly activating his immortal elemental power to cast a defensive spell on himself. . .

...

Celestial Brahma Domain.

Celestial Brahma City.

This domain was already ruined. Now, Celestial Brahma City, both inside and out, was controlled by the alien races, rebuilt into a major base for their conquest of other human territories.

Streaks of colorful restrictions soared into the sky, converging into an abstruse formation.

At the core of the formation, however, was a cyan stone palace suspended in mid-air.

A rhinoceros-headed human-bodied alien cultivator in the late-stage Divine Transformation realm sat cross-legged, silently cultivating his arts.

It was nighttime, and the nine bright moons outside shone brilliantly, with spiritual liquid, like Imperial Dew, falling down, absorbed without a trace by this alien cultivator.

After a long while, it finally finished its cultivation, its body shimmering with iridescent light, harmonizing with the power of the moonlight.

When it opened its eyes, it was already morning.

"Ah?"

At this moment, the alien cultivator discovered a somewhat hunched figure standing in the grand hall.

The figure was that of an unremarkable human elder, with a small, pitch-black horn on his head.

"Old Ancestor. . . Xiyuan did not know of Old Ancestor's arrival and failed to meet you. Please forgive Xiyuan."

The late-stage Divine Transformation cultivator of the Moon Gazing Clan showed a look of surprise and joy.

This one-horned elder was actually a Mahayana-level existence of the Moon Gazing Clan!

"Haha, no need. . . This old man arrived in the middle of the night. Seeing you so focused on condensing the power of moonlight, and at a critical juncture in your cultivation, it was not convenient to disturb you. You are the most promising junior in our clan. Reaching peak Divine Transformation as soon as possible and attempting to break through to Mahayana is what truly matters. Other formalities can be excused."

The black one-horned elder smiled slightly, then offered a few pointers on cultivation techniques.

The late-stage Divine Transformation cultivator of the Moon Gazing Clan received the teachings with reverence, feeling that all his previous confusions were suddenly resolved. After a flash of joy, he couldn't help but ask, "Old Ancestor, have you come because the Demon race battlefield has finally concluded?"

"Indeed. Under the leadership of Di Yi and that Qilin, this old man and the Mahayana cultivators of the Demon race fought fiercely in successive battles, finally forcing them to retreat to their last few major demonic domains, sealing their mountains with the Heavenly Demon Great Array, making it difficult for them to venture out. . ."

The one-horned elder chuckled, "On the Demon race battlefield, our side achieved a great victory. Now we finally have free time, and several Mahayana cultivators are applying pressure on the main battlefield against the human race. This old man thought of this surprise force, which could be put to good use. . . With a pincer attack from both sides, the human race is bound to be defeated!"

The late-stage Divine Transformation cultivator of the Moon Gazing Clan felt a chill in his heart, knowing that the Old Ancestor's decision to come and support this flanking force had another meaning.

Now, in the Four-Race War, the Demon race was almost certainly out of the picture first, leaving the human race to fight alone, while the Yao race and the alien alliance could almost guarantee victory.

Precisely at such a time, one must be wary of allies!

Needless to say about the Yao race, but within the alien alliance, even though the Jiuchi race dominated, there were also two Mahayana cultivators from the Stone Clan and the Moon Gazing Clan!

"This junior understands. Only the land captured by our Moon Gazing Clan truly belongs to us."

The late-stage Divine Transformation cultivator of the Moon Gazing Clan said.

"Precisely, that is the reasoning. . . With this old man here, how dare the Jiuchi race act? Aren't they afraid this old man will lead our people to defect to the Yao race?"

The Mahayana cultivator of the Moon Gazing Clan sneered, then said: "This old man has finally understood: when two tigers fight, one is bound to be injured. Just like this moment, only by returning to the usual three-way standoff between humans, demons, and yao can it last. . . Our Moon Gazing Clan, allied with other alien races, might be able to balance the Yao race and the Jiuchi race, becoming the third pole!"

The Divine Transformation cultivator of the Moon Gazing Clan felt a jolt in his heart, knowing that the alien alliance had finally made up its mind to gradually distance itself from the Jiuchi race.

Originally, this alliance was very loose, forcefully brought together by hatred.

Later, the Jiuchi race, who had no grudges with humans, demons, or yao, joined, and first purged the factions within the alliance that hated the Yao race. Through a combination of grace and coercion, they barely managed to subdue the various races, uniting them into a single force, forming an equal alliance with the Yao race, and launching their war of revenge.

But at this point, the alliance was still inevitably heading towards division.

'However, as long as Old Ancestor and the Stone Clan's Old Ancestor are of the same mind, and we humble ourselves, we don't need to contend for supremacy with the Yao race and the Jiuchi race. We only need a little profit and spoils, and we should be able to play both sides. . . There's even a chance of becoming the third pole in the future. '

'Perhaps, my opportunity for Mahayana lies right here! '

The more the Divine Transformation alien cultivator thought, the brighter his eyes became.

"Enough. . . For now, completely breaking the human race's backbone is what truly matters. Otherwise, no matter how we scheme, it will be a joke."

As the one-horned elder spoke, his tone suddenly turned serious: "This old man heard that there's still a place in this domain that hasn't been completely taken down?"

"Old Ancestor, please forgive me. . ."

The rhinoceros-headed human-bodied Divine Transformation cultivator of the Moon Gazing Clan immediately trembled: "That human 'Penglai Immortal Pavilion' is protected by a quasi-eighth rank great array. . . and has two human Divine Transformation cultivators guarding it. 'Xitong' fell there back then, and this junior is incompetent. . . Several attempts to attack it have failed."

In fact, in recent years, the Supreme Elder 'Fang Xi' of that Penglai Immortal Pavilion had rarely appeared, but another 'Yun Xi Yuan Jun' took over. Even though she was a late-stage Divine Transformation cultivator, directly assaulting a quasi-eighth rank great array could still result in severe injury or even death. . .

For the sake of its own Dao path, coupled with the fact that the Penglai Immortal Pavilion merely sealed its gates and never ventured out to attack the alien army, it had simply turned a blind eye.

"Hmph. . . This old man will personally make a move and pull out this thorn!"

The Mahayana cultivator of the Moon Gazing Clan said proudly: "The rise of our Moon Gazing Clan begins with this battle!"