Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 834 Killing Chi Ming, Tian Que Makes a Move (A long chapter of 10,000 words, please vote with monthly tickets)

"Puppet Path: Soul-Binding Technique!"

"Wonderful Technique: Great Puppet Seal!"

Fang Yi's long fingers danced, and invisible threads spread continuously, following the eight extraordinary meridians. The power of withering and flourishing spread throughout his flesh and blood, merging into Gu Jiushang's soul.

"Edict!"

"Roar!"

The golden-armored lion, its aura fierce and menacing, roared to the sky, its aura reaching the fifth level of the Core Formation stage, taking another step forward.

With the nourishment of the demon beasts from Sudu Mountain, and the occasional delivery of spiritual medicines and blood essences by Fang Yi, the Xuan Tao Hundred-Day Banquet was of a higher quality than the Life and Death Cycle.

It had been quite some time since Gu Jiushang reached the fifth level of Core Formation.

With the continuous blessing of the power of decay and prosperity, the golden core, soul, and flesh all have bluish-gray patterns.

Master!

"go with!"

"Roar!"

"not good!"

Two sect leaders were surrounding and attacking him, including Fang Yi, a deeply hidden and treacherous individual. Chi Mingzi's face twisted in pain, realizing that he had been forced into a desperate situation.

"Edict!"

"Fang Yi, you dare to ask for my life so easily? I'll make sure you lose a tooth."

"meeting!"

He reached out and made a powerful spitting motion, causing the Yin Soul White Bone Sword and the two sword cicada slashes to vibrate and fly backward toward the withered five fingers covered with cicada patterns.

"Fellow Daoist Chi Ming, you'd better keep this destructive divine power!"

Fang Yi waved his sleeve, and two beams of spiritual light fell, transforming into talismans.

"The Three Yin God-Slaying Sword, by imperial decree!"

The pale sword light exhaled yin energy, transforming into thin threads that intertwined to form a net, heading towards the two golden cicada slashes.

"Refining swords into silk?"
"I will too!"

He extended his long index finger and continued to tap.

"Zheng!"

The slender Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade exuded murderous intent, transforming into a dark blue blade of light, exceptionally sharp.

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

The melodious clash of metal and jade rang out as two sword threads, one dark blue and one pale white, danced in the air.

"Keng!"

A swirling blue blade of light encircled the pale sword thread, causing it to tremble and be knocked back into the three-foot-long sword.

The blade was covered with nicks of varying sizes, and the sword trembled and leaped into the air.

"Zheng!"

The azure blade light flickered, trapping the Yin Soul White Bone Sword within a small area.

"This knife"

Chi Mingzi frowned slightly, and his eyes flashed with a sharp light.

"With only the Six Paths of Restriction, it still managed to suppress the Yin Soul White Bone Sword by virtue of its pure and refined killing aura."

This sword has been forged over a hundred years, yet it bears not a trace of bloodlust.

"Based on this calculation, Fang Yi began feeding this deadly treasure with his divine soul and blood when he was in his early twenties."
Fortunately, he hadn't yet reached the level of a high-grade magic weapon; otherwise, the Yin Soul White Bone Sword might not have been able to restrain him.

Fang Yi's five fingers twitched, the silk threads twisting and turning, but he did not take a step forward.

In this life, I cultivate the "Scripture of Life, Death, Withering and Flourishing," which requires me to comprehend the changing seasons and the withering and flourishing of grass as I progress in my practice. Furthermore, I am burdened by my mid-grade spiritual root.

In terms of cultivation progress alone, both Xu Qingshe and Gu Jiushang are stronger than him.

In terms of foundation alone, it can be considered the best among Golden Elixir cultivators.

Even a Nascent Soul sect, nourished by top-tier spiritual objects, or a Golden Core cultivator with a Heavenly Spiritual Root who is guided and expounds the Dao by a True Monarch.
A competition is necessary to determine the winner.

He broke through to the sect leader realm by reaching the fourth level of Core Formation, purely by relying on his own strength.

"go with!"

The golden-armored lion crouched slightly, gathering strength in its limbs, and then transformed into a beastly shadow, pouncing towards Chi Mingzi.

"Puppet Path: Claw Strike"

"Oh!"

Five golden claw-like beams tore through the air and fell toward Chi Mingzi's head.

"Hey"

Dark golden cicada patterns appeared on Chi Mingzi's arm. He clenched his fist and threw a punch.

"squeak!"

The piercing cicada chirps were high-pitched, and a fist covered in cicada patterns slammed out, scraping against the sharp edges of a blade.

"Oh!"

The dark gold fist bulged, and the simple, unadorned punch shattered Gu Jiushang's left claw, breaking the palm bone.

"Unfortunately, Fang Yi, you were too cautious, otherwise you would have been a fellow Daoist if you had taken this blow."
A Core Formation cultivator's physical strength is far inferior to that of a demonic beast of the same level. If they were to withstand this attack, the situation would be reversed.

"Fellow Daoist is actually a third-tier Body Refiner. No wonder you dare to covet the Nascent Soul realm."

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and a withered yellow spiritual light emerged from his half-body, while the other half was surrounded by lush green vitality.

His gaze was solemn. After he made his move, Chi Mingzi could no longer suppress the blood energy, and pure blood energy rose up like smoke.

Chi Mingzi looked regretful. Ever since he obtained the Corpse Soul Stone and its inheritance from his ancestors' tombs, he had never encountered such a major setback.

"It's a pity that we missed out due to the scarcity of spiritual items."

The ancient war to seal the demons shattered the thirteen states of the cultivation world. Our ancestors tried their best to repair it, but they could only barely repair the lower five regions.

Many of the spiritual medicines for body refinement in Qiongzhou where we live have been cut off. Otherwise, with my body refinement skills and my self-created [Golden Cicada Transformation], I would have already reached the position of a Great True Person in Body Refinement.

Why would I waste my time arguing with you here?

Chi Mingzi shook his head slightly, looking at Fang Yi with curiosity in his eyes.

"Now that things have come to this, I am curious: why didn't Fellow Daoist Qingyang take action himself when there was such a great opportunity?"

He pointed with disdain at the golden-armored lion, its metacarpal bone broken and its left forelimb dangling.

"Both are sect leaders, but this Desolate Dragon Demon King was forced to break through by your secret puppet technique to enhance his essence, qi, and spirit."

But how can they compare to you and me?

"If you were to personally intervene, I would have already reversed the situation."

"【Golden Cicada Transformation】is used to absorb the essence and marrow of the Golden Cicada from the Heavenly Wonders Insect Ranking."

Fang Yi felt the upright figure of Chi Mingzi, who was wearing yellow mud armor and surrounded by dark gold mist.

Silver talisman patterns, as small as fly heads, appeared, shining brightly.

"Is this the [Silver Phoenix Pattern], which is said to contain all the secrets of heaven and earth and is on par with the [Golden Dragon Pattern]?"

He looked on incredulously.

Each silver phoenix-patterned and gold dragon-patterned seal was either created by the creation of heaven and earth, or brought to the lower realm by a powerful being from the upper realm during an ancient, near-collapse-like battle to seal demons.

If the entire chapter were written using the [Golden Dragon Pattern] and [Silver Phoenix Pattern], it would be enough to tempt a Nascent Soul True Monarch to risk his life and move a Deity Transformation True Monarch to action.

Although the silver phoenix-patterned talisman in Chi Mingzi's hand is only one, it is not something a Core Formation cultivator could possess.

Fang Yi clearly remembered that the Black Water True Dragon Chariot, the treasure of the Mingquan Sect in his previous life, could be successfully refined without the assistance of the two golden dragon emblems, [Black Water] and [True Dragon].

“Fellow Daoist Qingyangzi has not yet answered my question,” Chimingzi clenched his five fingers, and the silver phoenix pattern, written in tiny characters, disappeared in a few breaths.

Fang Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. Half of his flesh and blood had completely withered, his black hair had turned yellow, and half of his flesh and blood skin was faintly glowing with jade-like light, surrounded by vitality.

Fang Yi was cautious and prudent throughout his life.

"What a fine example of being cautious!"

Chi Mingzi sighed softly, his five fingers barely forming claws, the silver phoenix pattern merging into his body, and insect runes flowing throughout his body.

A layer of hardened keratin grew on his skin, and dark, winding holes appeared on his body covered in yellow mud.

"After three hundred years of cultivation, he's now been driven to the brink by a junior."

"Hey, the winner is king and the loser is a bandit. I've lost this round."

He sensed the flowing silver light of the universe's patterns from afar, and a smile appeared on his lips, revealing sixteen sharp, beast-like teeth.

But don't be too smug.

"boom!"

A fierce wind howled, and Chi Mingzi's entire body was covered in wriggling insect runes, transforming into a blur.

In a moment.

He appeared three feet behind Fang Yi.

"Watch the fight!"

Behind him, the phantom of the Golden Cicada flapped its wings, and the dark golden light on his fist burst forth, blasting towards Fang Yi's head, while a pungent, sweet, and poisonous miasma rushed towards him.

"So fast!" Gu Jiushang's expression was solemn. Without the slightest hesitation, he pounced on Fang Yi.

But it was too late.
"die!"

Chi Mingzi's eyes were filled with malice, as he wanted to severely injure Fang Yi with a single blow.

"Minor Withered Seal!"

Fang Yi reversed his hand, and the five elements of spiritual light flowed, using the power of decay and prosperity in the blessed land to evolve into a large seal in the four directions.

"fall!"

"Oh!"

The dark golden fist shadow shattered, and the dark golden light dimmed slightly. In an instant, the light intensified by three-tenths, and its momentum did not diminish as it blasted towards Fang Yi's head.

"A body refinement level that's almost at the upper tier of the third level?"

Fang Yi frowned slightly, and a blue lotus appeared beneath his feet. Enveloped in a blue mist, his figure became blurred.

"Wood Release Technique"

"Don't think about it!"

Chi Mingzi transformed his fist into a palm, like a golden silkworm spinning silk. Fine, dense, dark gold threads writhed like poisonous insects, completely binding the azure mist.

"Five Poisonous Corrosive Immortal Palm!"

A dark gold palm, surrounded by colorful miasma, struck towards Fang Yi's dantian, which was right in front of him.

"If even a trace of it gets in, my innate poison will be enough to corrupt Qingyangzi's foundation."

This would make his path to the Nascent Soul stage several times more difficult, even severing his path altogether.

Fang Yi frowned slightly, as Mu Dao was not good at escape techniques.

Chi Mingzi borrowed the power of the Silver Phoenix Talisman and absorbed the power of the Yuan Golden Cicada. Not only was the cicada poison terrifyingly corroding the soul, but his escape techniques were also comparable to those of a Great True Man.

"The cycle of flourishing and decay turns!"

He reached out with his left hand, and ancient vines spread out, transforming into a large hand covered with dense green vines.

"Withered Vine Hand!"

The green vine on the left withered instantly, and the withered vine hand met the Five Poison Corrupting Immortal Palm with seemingly slow but actually rapid movements.

"Oh!"

The colorful poisonous miasma instantly corroded the withered vines, and Fang Yi changed his hand seal.

"The same wood element returns to its origin!"

Fine threads emerge, connecting the poisonous miasma with the robes of the Mountain and River Transformation Moon.

"Pfft!"

The silver robe was dull, with holes of varying sizes appearing, revealing half of the body as withered and yellow as a precious jade.

"Moon Demon Molting Technique!"

Fang Yi murmured, and a ray of moonlight fell, transforming the tattered Mountain and River Transformation Moon Robe into a thin veil.

"Wow!"

A cyan shadow flashed by, and the Five Poison Corrupting Immortal Palm tore through the robe as colorful poisonous miasma swirled around it.

Five withered, slender fingers extended, surrounded by the fragrance of medicine, and met the Five Poison Corrupting Immortal Palm with a single strike.

"boom!"

The fragrant aroma of herbs transformed into dragons and snakes, the miasma was colorful, and a fist-sized Yuan Jin Cicada was condensed.

"Roar!"

"Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!"

Surrounded by the fragrance of azure herbs, the dragon and snake pounced, while the golden cicada relentlessly devoured them.

The azure phantom stopped, revealing Fang Yi with his upper body bare, his muscular arms bearing faint, colorful palm prints.

The power of decay and prosperity flows, and flesh withers and turns into rotten wood that falls away.

The azure sky and precious energy flowed, nourishing the body with medicinal properties, promoting the growth of flesh and blood, and covering the crystalline skin.

He stared intently at Chi Mingzi, who had transformed into a dark golden phantom and was charging towards him.

In terms of killing ability, neither Ruan Xiang, nor Wu Hua, nor Zhang Hengyi pose as great a threat as Chi Mingzi.

"Nine injuries!"

Fang Yi let out a soft cry, his eyes filled with excitement and a hint of bloodlust.

In his previous life, he possessed exceptional talent in combat and was always eager to engage in battle. Otherwise, he would not have been able to cultivate the incomplete [Three Yin God-Slaying Technique] to the point of perfect Core Formation.

"Roar!"

Gu Jiushang ran through the clouds and soon lay prostrate in front of Fang Yi.

He never expected this.

The trump card that Chi Mingzi, renowned for his poisonous Gu techniques, ultimately used to turn the tide was not his cultivation level, nor high-grade magic treasures like the Thousand Cocoon Jar or the Yin Soul White Bone Sword.
Instead, it's the body-refining method [Golden Cicada Transformation] created using the silver phoenix pattern?
If someone is ignorant and doesn't know their own limitations, they might try to fight Chi Mingzi, thinking he's skilled in poison but not in close combat.

They went through countless hardships to get close to Chi Mingzi.
"hiss!"

Gu Jiushang's sideburns trembled, and even with the sect leader standing there, he still shivered and felt a pang of fear.

"That Chi Mingzi is so cunning!"

His gaze swept over Fang Yi, whose upper body was bare, half of his body withered and half full and radiant, and he muttered to himself.

Fortunately, the master is not bad either.

No, sir, in terms of cunning, is three times more profound than Chi Mingzi.

"Edict!"

Fang Yi vaguely sensed Gu Jiu's sadness, but did not delve into it, as he had no time to concern himself with such a small matter with a formidable enemy at hand.

"Secret Technique of the Demon Axe: Heaven-Piercing Soul!"

"Divine Craftsmanship Secret Technique: Harmony and Unity!"

The moment Fang Yi's figure merged with Gu Jiushang's, the Tai Chi diagram of withering and flourishing rotated, and Gu Jiushang stood up, his figure transforming into a human form.

His facial features changed almost exactly like Fang Yi's.

"Puppet Technique: Double Body!"

Gu Jiushang was in a daze, his demonic aura dissipated, and an ancient, unorthodox magic seal descended, carrying with it the power of withering and flourishing, and breathing in and out demonic energy.

In an instant, his soul, physical body, and golden core were all manipulated by an unseen thread.

"This is the secret technique of the Human Puppet: Two-Body Movement?"

Gu Jiushang removed his golden robe, revealing his bare upper body. He felt the power of decay and prosperity flowing through his meridians without any obstruction, as if it were flowing through his own body.

A low, magnetic laugh came from his mouth.

"Edict!"

The two Fang Yis, who were standing side by side, overlapped, quickly separated, and then attacked in unison.

With a flick of his sleeve, Fang Yi on the left caused a strange datura flower to bloom and then wither, followed by a purple finger strike.

On the right, Fang Yi's fingertips changed their spells, and dark blue moss wove around his feet, with runes flowing and spreading in all directions.

"Mandala Finger!"

"Yin Moss Law Domain!"

"boom!"

The dark gold phantom blurred, and the carapace on Chi Mingzi's thigh continued to thicken, unleashing a three-foot-long insect blade with barbs.

"Pfft!"

The eerie Mandala Finger was shattered, and before he could even show a look of joy, moss wriggled in the Mossy Domain, like silkworms spinning silk, and wrapped around the insect blade.

"laugh!"

The blade gleamed coldly, slicing through strands of moss.

However, this also caused a delay of half a breath.

"Great Withered Vine Hand!"

"Yi Mu Tong Gui Fa!"

The two Fang Yis unleashed their hand seals, and the ancient vines twisted and knotted, transforming into a giant handprint that slammed down.

The blue silk threads stretched out and fell like a net.

"Five Poisons Corrode the Immortal Palm!"

Chi Mingzi, with his withered five fingers surrounded by mottled poisonous miasma, met the giant withered vine hand and completely corroded the vine.

Just as he was about to slash with the barbed insect blade on his leg.

The two Fang Yis, both shirtless, smiled in unison.

"late!"

"burst!"

"boom!"

As the magical explosion resounded, a crack appeared on Chi Mingzi's entire carapace, though it healed in an instant.

But how could it escape Fang Yi's notice? The Golden Cicada Transformation, which had been refined with the power of the Golden Cicada, had dimmed slightly, its dark golden light fading.

"The second elemental mystic technique?" Chi Mingzi looked at the two identical Fang Yis with a solemn expression.

"The top-tier divine abilities left behind by that master of the Puppet Dao?"

His pupils were wide open, blood and tears streamed down his face, his dark pupils gleamed with a dark gold color, and fine secondary eyes appeared, along with insect runes, making him look like a ferocious golden cicada.

Spirit insects are naturally adept at detecting energy flow to avoid the influence of heaven and earth, let alone the Yuan Jin Chan, which ranks thirty-ninth on the list of extraordinary insects of heaven and earth.

"Same magical power!"

"Their spiritual energy is the same!"

"The meridian cultivation methods are also the same?!"

"How can it be?

Even if it's a secret technique left behind by a top master of the Puppet Dao, how can the [Dual Body] achieve the same puppet body and human body, even down to the direction of meridians and magical power?

Is this really a puppet?
Even if a Nascent Soul cultivator has been nurtured for hundreds of years, the dwelling used for possession cannot be exactly the same!

"Since Fellow Daoist Chi Mingzi is not making a move, I will not stand on ceremony."

"Since Fellow Daoist Chi Mingzi is not making a move, I will not stand on ceremony."

Two identical words rang out simultaneously, their ethereal light shifting between life and death.

On the left side, Fang Yi's half of the once-glossy, plump flesh receded, turning into a withered tree with a metallic sheen.

On the right side, Fang Yi's half of his withered body disappeared, his muscles and skin regained their crystalline appearance, and his magical power carried a strange, lively vitality.

Flowers bloom and fade, trees wither and flourish.
"Little withered seal!"

Fang Yi, whose entire body gleamed with a metallic luster, transformed into a fleeting afterimage.

"Fang Yi, you've revealed your true colors!"

Hundreds of eyes swirled within Chi Mingzi's pupils, their reflections overwhelming him. His physical form resembled that of a withered tree gleaming with metallic luster.

"Huang Qiu is a third-tier demon king, skilled in the art of body tempering."

Only in this way can one contend with my Golden Cicada Transformation!

"Wow!"

The yellow mud armor on his body peeled off like muddy water, turning into a writhing swamp. Fang Yi's entire body gleamed with a metallic luster as he struggled desperately.

However, it would be difficult to escape within a short time.

"Master, be careful!"

"Ha ha ha ha!
Fang Yi will accompany me!

Chi Mingzi created a series of afterimages and appeared beside Fang Yi in an instant. Insect-like runes wriggled and transformed into chains.

At the same time, it stuck to Fang Yi's energy, with four colorful chains encircling his limbs.

"Oh no, how could it be so fast!" Fang Yi's face was ugly, and his whole body rippled as he tried to break free of the chains.

"bundle!"

The chains taut as they trembled, their barbs, gleaming with a pale, ethereal light, piercing into the glistening flesh.

Chi Mingzi sensed the pure life force, his eyes turning icy cold as his innate poisonous essence surged back.

"Five Poisonous Corrosive Immortal Palm!"

"Hey!"

Fang Yi's lips curled slightly, and his left hand changed its hand seal, ready to unleash a secret technique.

"Human Puppet Technique: Two Wandering Bodies"

"Transformation!"

The withered yellow and pale blue spiritual light intertwined, and in a moment, it fell into the yellow mud swamp, where Gu Jiushang was bound by chains.

"Oh!"

"Oh no, we've been tricked!"

That was a flaw that Fang Yi intentionally revealed!

Chi Mingzi's body pulsed, intentionally withdrawing the Five Poison Corrupting Immortal Palm. The innate poison essence contained within his palm was nearly perfected, presenting him with an opportunity to break through to a higher realm.

If it is not used to severely injure Fang Yi, even killing Gu Jiushang would be a great loss.

"Ah!"

Fang Yi, whose entire body gleamed with a metallic sheen, grinned, revealing sharp canine teeth, and his face peeled away.

He immediately looked at Chi Mingzi's palm and threw himself into it.

"Oh!"

The colorful poisonous gas began to corrode flesh and blood from the chest, and a vigorous demonic aura rose, causing the ghostly mark on the golden core in the dantian to dissipate.

"You beast, if you want to die, I'll grant your wish!"

Chi Mingzi's eyes were ruthless. Ninety percent of his poisonous essence had already been poured into Gu Jiushang's body, so the last ten percent wouldn't make a difference.

"If you can't tarnish Fang Yi's foundation, can't you at least destroy your Huang Qiu?"

"The death of a Golden Core Demon King in the mid-stage of Core Formation is enough to break his heart!"

As the last wisp of his natal poison essence was poured in, Chi Mingzi's entire carapace dimmed by three points.

"die!"

"Fellow Daoist Chi Mingzi, I'm afraid this won't work."

Fang Yi was shirtless, wearing a lotus crown, with a Tai Chi diagram of withering and flourishing behind him.

"Human Puppet Technique: Turn Around!" His figure blurred, having already escaped the swamp teeming with poisonous insects and yellow mud, and reappeared behind Gu Jiushang.

Through their intersecting gazes, Fang Yi and Chi Mingzi exchanged a glance, both seeing the resolute determination in each other's eyes.

"town!"

A wisp of azure light rose from Fang Yi's fingertip, transforming into a misty medicinal aura that merged into Gu Jiushang's physical body.

"Medicine and poison are mutually destructive; poison essence and medicinal energy are two sides of the same coin. Fang Yi, you cannot stop me!"

Although I have lost this battle, you cannot be considered a victor either.

Chi Mingzi's dark golden light faded, and his magical power poured into Gu Jiushang's body like a raging river. His eyes were filled with madness, and he spoke ferociously.

"Explode for me!"

"Fellow Daoist Chi Ming, it's too late!"

A wisp of crimson corpse energy appeared, transforming into a precious pearl at Fang Yi's fingertip. The pearl spun around and merged seamlessly with Gu Jiushang's dantian.

The two colors, one green and one red, overlapped, forming two nets that tightly bound the dark golden poisonous energy.

"The original poison element!
"Fang Yi, you are also a third-tier high-grade poison master?"

Chi Mingzi's pupils widened, his heart filled with resentment, his eyes cracked, and his aura became chilling.

"You had already planned this when you were at Jiuquan Mountain. Good! Good! Good!"

"My defeat was not unjust!"

"open!"

Chi Mingzi's divine sense surged and his soul flowed, and he immediately opened his mouth and spat out a colorful precious pill.

"Soul Path: God-Slaying Blade!"

"burst!"

"Junior Brother Chi Ming!"

A hundred miles away, a blood-red coffin crossed the river. The crimson coffin lid opened, and Yuan Hai, dressed in plain white burial clothes and wearing a tall hat, stood up.

"Junior brother, hold on a little longer, and I'll be right there!"

"Senior Brother Yuanhai?"

Chi Mingzi's face lit up with joy, and the crystal-clear God-Slaying Blade continued to slash towards Fang Yi's head, the two Golden Cicada Slashes exploding.

The True Elixir, the Yin Soul White Bone Sword, and the Thousand Cocoon Jar all detonated a few breaths later.

"Fang Yi, what goes around comes around, now it's your turn to die!"

The crimson blood coffin drew near the ripples of silver light in the blink of an eye, and Chi Mingzi's eyes were filled with chilling killing intent.

He acknowledged that Fang Yi possessed abundant resources and top-tier foundation, making him one of the best among the sect leaders.

But no matter how strong they are, they are no match for Yuan Hai, who has broken through to the Great True Person realm.

"The blessed land's ascension generated Dao patterns that could stop the sect leader, but not Senior Brother Yuanhai."
Three breaths!

I only need to sustain myself for three breaths!

"Buzz!"

Within his soul, the Three Lives Stone shone brightly, and behind him appeared the illusory figure of a Corpse God with white hair and beard and eyes filled with vicissitudes.

Feeling the powerful divine soul energy emanating from the God-Slaying Blade, Fang Yi showed admiration.

"Two of the three treasures—divine soul and physical body, essence, qi, and spirit—have broken through the limits of the sect leader's realm."
"Fellow Daoist Chi Mingzi, your foundation is exceptionally strong!"

"Fang Yi, why aren't you fleeing? Do you really think you can stand against a Grand Master?" Chi Mingzi's body trembled as he tried to escape.

"I am no match for a true master."

Fang Yi closed his eyes slightly, watching the blood coffin approach, his expression solemn.

The Three Lives Stone emitted a brilliant black and white light, and his spiritual cultivation continued to grow, eventually reaching the seventh level of the Core Formation Realm.

Immediately, the ancient and illusory figure of the Corpse God appeared behind him, his index finger extending out.

"broken!"

"Oh!"

The God-Slaying Blade was crushed by a finger shadow, and spiderweb-like cracks spread out, shattering into countless fragments.

"The divine sense of a Great True Man?" Chi Mingzi's expression froze, then he sensed that he had reached the Abyss Sea beyond the silver light, and his eyes flashed with a sharp light.

Fang Yi showed neither joy nor sorrow. With a light grasp of his five fingers, two magic seals appeared, which were respectively placed towards the Yin Soul White Bone Sword and the Thousand Cocoon Urn.

He suddenly said softly.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Chi Mingzi."

"Buzz!"

Gazing at the blood coffin a hundred feet away, Fang Yi's five fingers flickered with life and death, striking Chi Mingzi in the chest.

How dare he do this?
Senior Brother Yuanhai has arrived here in less than half a breath.

Chi Mingzi's eyelids drooped and slowly closed, completely losing their life force.

“Chi Yin is right. If it weren’t for you deceiving Chi Mingzi and making him believe there was still a glimmer of hope, he would have survived.”
Leaving aside the fact that he possessed a True Core at the sect leader level, the two high-grade magic treasures, the Yin Soul White Bone Sword and the Thousand Cocoon Urn, would inevitably be destroyed in the process.

Fang Yi smiled, took out a spirit-sealing box, put the colorful true pill into it, affixed three talismans for sealing spirit, locking qi, and suppressing spirit, and then put it into his storage bag.

"Master, Dan~" The blood coffin trembled, the 'Yuanhai' hat was removed, and the burial clothes were taken off.

The young-looking Chi Yin stepped out of the coffin, supported by a dark-colored corpse lotus.

His eyes widened as he stared intently at the Chi Mingzi True Core being sealed into the jade box, and finally, under his reluctant gaze, it was put into his storage bag.

"Gulu."

Chi Yin swallowed hard, leaped up, and ran barefoot to Fang Yi's side, tugging at his silk trousers.

Like a cat whose food has been taken away, he said timidly.

"Master, Chi Yin desires the elixir."

"Haha, I still have a use for the Crimson Nether Child True Pill. I'll give it to you after I've finished analyzing it."
Chi Yin, first suppress the Chi Ming Dharma Body, and don't let that silver phoenix pattern escape.

After abandoning my body-refining cultivation, I will rely on this Silver Scroll Phoenix Inscription to develop my cultivation techniques.

"Oh!"

Chi Yin pursed her lips, reluctantly shifting her gaze from Fang Yi's storage bag, and clapped her fair fingers together.

"Buzz!"

The Blood Spring Coffin trembled, and chains shot out from within, engulfing the Crimson Netherworld Body and pulling it into the dark coffin.

"squeak!

squeak!
squeak!"

One by one, cicadas the size of a thumb emerged from the body of the Dharma. Seeing this, Chi Yin frowned slightly; a ghostly green phosphorescent light swirled around his fair, delicate fingers, and scales extended from them…

"Oh!"

The Yin Corpse Hand slammed down, transforming into afterimages that precisely struck away the Yuan Golden Cicada. The Crimson Yin Hand trembled, shattering a Yuan Golden Cicada, its dark golden juice splattering everywhere, its faint fragrance tempting the appetite.

With a cautious glance at Fang Yi, Chi Yin suppressed him in the Thousand Cocoon Jar once more, secretly retracting her five fingers and sticking out her pink tongue to lick it.

"Bah! Bah! Bah!"

The crimson-colored face showed disgust. The dark gold juice changed upon entering the mouth, its fragrance turning into a foul stench, making the corpse feel nauseous.

"Hahaha, Chiyin, you!"
How many times have I said this?

As the Dao of Withering and Flourishing Circulation swirled in his hand, binding the swamp and transforming it into a thousand-cocoon urn covered in cracks, Fang Yi chuckled softly.

"Have you learned your lesson this time?"

"Master, this is bad!" Chi Yin snorted and reached out to lift the Blood Spring Coffin. The immense suction force drew in Chi Mingzi's physical body and Yuan Jinchan.

Fang Yi shook his head helplessly, watching Chi Yin step onto the black lotus and enter the Blessed Land of Withered Glory.

"kindness?!"

His expression suddenly changed, and he looked towards a deep, dark place six hundred miles away. A terrifying aura, carrying the energy of the underworld, rose up.

"Yuanhai?"
He broke through so quickly!

"go!"

Fang Yi made a grasping motion with his five fingers, causing the Void Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner to sway. Five colors of spiritual light—blue, black, white, red, and yellow—flowed around, and the power of the Blessed Land of Withering and Flourishing transformed into spiritual light that swept down.

In an instant, the rocks were shattered into powder, and the energy of everyone who fought was absorbed into the Blessed Land of Withering and Flourishing.

"go!"

Fang Yi withdrew his aura, his body as withered as a dead tree, and disappeared as a fleeting shadow.

“Want to leave!
"You killed my White Bone Sect Master, how could I let you escape!"

A pale white light dissipated in the sky, and Yuan Hai, clad in battle armor, his vertical pupils appearing in his eyes, gazed at the aura that had vanished without a trace three hundred miles away.

"Ah!

"It's been a long time since I've made a move, and it's quite rare to encounter such an interesting junior."

"The method of concealing one's vital energy is good, but is it really possible to deceive everyone?"
You underestimate me!

He extended his long, slender fingers, and with a reach, the white bone demon god appeared, transforming into a precious bow that he held in his hand.

"Jie! Jie! Jie!"

The pale bone bow was inlaid with corpse eyes of varying sizes, surrounded by yin energy, and one after another, white bone demon gods appeared.

"Buzz!"

Yuan Hai held the bow in his right hand and drew the bowstring to its full length with his left.

"Buzz!"

Yin energy gathered and condensed into a feathered arrow, its entire body as white as jade and its tip gleaming with a cold light.

"call out!"

The afterimage flashed by, and the Jade Bone Arrow shot out.

In an instant, the fierce jade light swept across three hundred miles, pausing slightly on the silver ripples formed by the patterns of the universe.

"laugh!"

The silver light that blocked the sect leader from escaping and forced Chi Mingzi into a dead end was pierced.

The jade-bone arrowhead gleamed with a chilling light, locking onto a cultivator who was shirtless.

"kindness!

How was the Abyss discovered?!

Fang Yi's expression changed as he transformed into a blur. Life, death, decay, and prosperity were adept at concealing their auras, making them difficult for even a Great Master to detect.

How was this abyss discovered?
"Edict!"

His expression turned solemn, his figure changed, and blue lotuses appeared beneath his feet, splitting into three and fleeing in three directions.

"call out!"

The Jade Bone Arrow continued its trajectory without slowing down, ignoring the two afterimages, and shot towards Fang Yi's head.

"kindness?"

Fang Yi frowned deeply, the chilling killing intent making his hair stand on end, forcing him to stop in his tracks.

"Imperial Edict!"

Mandala Finger!

An eerie datura bloomed, transforming into a purple shadow that crushed down.

"call out!"

useless!

The Jade Bone Arrow charged forward relentlessly, piercing through the Mandala Finger, yet still locking onto Fang Yi, the leader of the Six Yang Sect.

"Great Withered Vine Hand!"

"Hundred Wood Azure Spirit Whip!"

"Minor Withered Seal!"

Fang Yi's face was gloomy, and he changed his hand seals, unleashing three great divine techniques in the first move.

"laugh!"

The withered vine hand was pierced, the withered vine withered and died, and the Hundred Wood Green Spirit Whip was also knocked back to its original form.

The two fully-developed divine abilities only slightly hindered and weakened the power of the Small Withered Seal, which was filled with five-colored spiritual light and suppressed it.

"boom!"

Half of the jade bone arrow was shattered, but the remaining sharp arrowhead continued its trajectory.

"fall!"

Fang Yi's five fingers emitted alternating shades of azure and withered yellow light, with the light of decay, vitality, decay, and life sweeping down in turn.

The spiritual light flashed in alternating cycles for thirty-six rounds before finally sweeping away and suppressing the arrows that gleamed with a cold light.

It instantly transformed into a blue phantom, its energy completely connecting with the ancient trees and flowers.

"Buzz!"

Sensing that two hundred miles away, the bowstring of a precious bow was once again drawn to its fullest extent, locking onto the target from afar.

"What exactly is it that locks my form in this abyss?"

Fang Yi's expression was solemn, his mind racing. He had already changed his escape route several times, but the feeling of being constantly on edge had not lessened at all; on the contrary, it had intensified.

"Two hundred li is still too far."

As he stopped, life force flowed, and verdant spiritual light gathered, transforming into a gnarled and twisted Azure Spirit Tree.

Gazing into the distance at Yuan Hai, who was clad in white bone armor, with a sinister expression and flowing red hair.

"kindness?

"They've stopped? Does that mean they've given up?"

Yuan Hai closed his eyes slightly and put down the precious bow in his hand.

Yin energy gathered beneath his feet, and the sound of mechanisms turning rang out. Sections of spiritual bones detached from his armor, combined, and finally transformed into a flying boat, shooting off like an arrow.

"According to the message from the junior Chi Mingzi, Qingyangzi Fang Yi has exceptional talent in medicine."

It is the seed of a great immortal from Xuanyang Mountain.
The descendants of this generation of Wugengzi are entangled with the wild dogs raised by the Zoroastrians, unable to extricate themselves; no one can stop me from doing my thing.

"Stale energy?"

Sensing the approaching aura, Fang Yi's divine sense fell like shackles, his brows furrowed, and he murmured softly.

"Such a rich and ancient corpse aura, where did this old monster come from to rise from the dead?"

"kindness?"

His clear eyes lit up, his brows relaxed, and his divine sense entered the storage bag. A seven-foot-long Yin Soul White Bone Sword was bound by a series of blue chains, suppressing the treasure.

"That's it!"

"The main material for forging this Yin Soul White Bone Sword came from that old monster who rose from the dead."
No wonder!
No wonder!
Chi Mingzi was able to excavate the ancestral tomb at the White Bone Sect's mountain gate and obtain a tremendous opportunity.
They were all fish bait, used for fishing.

"We can't let this old monster get attached to us!"

Fang Yi's expression was solemn. As the reincarnation of a top-tier old monster, how could he not know that this old monster, whether possessed or incompatible with the soul of the Abyss Sea, was extremely difficult to deal with?
The same amount of magical power is just a fraction of what a Core Formation cultivator possesses, yet the Old Monster of the Abyss Sea can manipulate it in countless ways.

Just like the puppet Dao Er's body just now, borrowing Gu Jiu Shang's power, his combat strength is twice that of the puppet himself.

"It's a pity I haven't recovered to my full strength yet, otherwise this resurrected old monster would be a rare treasure."
Capturing the research would be extremely beneficial.

"boom!"

A beam of azure light rose, transforming into swirling mist that obscured all views from all directions.

The mechanism whirred, and Yuan Hai, aboard the white bone flying boat, frowned slightly as he gazed at the mist that obscured his divine sense.

"Azure Sky and Green Spirit Tree in illusory form?"

And this pure wood-generating Daoist charm, could it be that Xuan Yang Mountain and the remaining descendants of Qing Mu Palace are in cahoots?
This shouldn't be the case. Those three from Xuan Yang Mountain have a deep-seated prejudice against the descendants of Qingmu Palace. Their descendants shouldn't act this way.

"That's it.

"Capture this junior first. He killed one of my White Bone Sect's Grandmasters, and we'll compensate you with half of your life force."

The old monster of the Abyss extended his long, slender fingers, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

The White Bone Bow fell, the left hand gripped the bow, and the right hand slowly drew back the bowstring until it reached its full length.

"Buzz!"

An ominous aura emerged, and a seven-foot-long jade bone arrow condensed, remotely capturing the churning mist.

"Wow!"

A streak of crimson light shot out rapidly from the mist, leaving only a blur before disappearing from sight in the blink of an eye.

The old monster Yuanhai chuckled lightly, shaking his head slightly as if he were watching a playful junior.

"call out!"

With his right hand releasing the bowstring, the Jade Bone Sword moved with lightning speed, locking onto Fang Yi's dantian in the Blood Escape formation.

"If the younger generation is disobedient, just teach them a lesson."

The bone boat beneath his feet pulsed with magical power, the sounds of its mechanisms clashing echoing closely behind the released jade bone arrow.

Twelve breaths later.

"call out!"

The jade bone arrow pierced Fang Yi's chest, and pale white runes flowed and spread along his chest, completely engulfing his magic power and soul.

"Buzz!"

The white bone flying boat landed, and Yuan Hai took a step forward, slowly walking to Fang Yi's side. His five fingers were decaying and his energy flowed, and he reached out with a palm towards Fang Yi's chest.

His eyes were filled with greed.

"The vitality contained within the Way of Wood is enough for me to recover another 30% of my cultivation, young Fang."

"clang!"

The palm struck the chest, producing a clanging sound.

Yuan Hai realized something was wrong and stopped holding back. A dim yellow spiritual light appeared on his hand, and he pressed it down on Fang Yi's chest.

Fang Yi's lips curled into a strange smile.

"burst!"

"boom!"

A surge of air erupted, and a pale white sword light slashed down, only to be caught between two slender index fingers, causing the sword to tremble continuously.

"Good young man!"

A pale white light flowed, the mechanism turned, and a beast-headed white bone figure rose up, easily blocking the secondary explosion.

Yuan Hai reached out and picked up a fragment, a dark glint appearing in his eyes.

"This puppet-making technique is highly refined, reaching the level of a near-fourth-tier skill. Where did Da Yun, this destitute man, obtain such a top-tier inheritance?"

He shook his head slightly and swallowed the Yin Soul White Bone Sword.

"Another fragment has been recovered, but unfortunately, Chi Mingzi has benefited outsiders."

Otherwise, with an additional nearly perfected Poison Essence, and the Golden Cicada ranked thirty-seventh on the Heavenly and Earthly Wonders List, my plan would be even more successful.”

Dozens of miles away.

A tall, slender figure with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes stopped in his tracks.

The phantom of a six-pointed plum blossom appeared in Fang Yi's eyes. He circulated the Scripture of Life, Death and Prosperity, and his hands moved in various hand seals.

"The method of observing qi!"

He could sense the spiritual surge caused by the self-destruction of a puppet dozens of miles away.

Lean less.

Fang Yi frowned slightly and murmured softly.

"The self-destruction of the Azure Lotus Guard caught this old monster completely off guard, yet it did not harm him in the slightest. It seems that his cultivation as a Great True Person is very stable."

This person was obtained from the Transmission Sect, so Tian Quezi was sent to deal with him.

"Let's return to Jiuquanyuan now and see if Tianquezi has any backup plans."

If they have it, that would be best; if not, we should inform our disciples to retreat. Otherwise, if the old monster from the Abyss Sea blocks our gate, it will be extremely bad.”

"Let's go."

Fang Yi's spirit was like withered wood; without the Yin Soul White Bone Sword to locate him, the Abyss Sea could not find an opportunity for him.

Smoke and burn.

The crimson peaks rise like blades from the ground, piercing the sky.

Covered in a golden mist, the lifeless peak gained an even more somber aura.

An elderly man with a hunched back, leaning on a dove-shaped cane, walked up the jade steps toward the summit.

The Tian Dao Wu cultivators who came and went all had grim expressions, or were blocked by layers of magical restrictions, or even the Core Formation cultivators who used their divine sense to ignore him.

"cough!

cough! "

Tian Quezi coughed lightly, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve with his withered fingers and wiped away the blood.

"kindness?

"Has that old monster from the White Bone Sect reappeared?"

With Yin Yue around, guarding the Nine Springs Abyss is not a difficult task.

Even if we can't hold out, we can at least save the lives of younger generations like Fang Yi, Xiao Changce, Huang Daiyue, and Zhu Huan.

"Let's activate the Ancestral Master's backup plan first; as for the Old Monster of the Abyss Sea, we'll deal with him later."

"clang!"

He tapped his staff lightly, and before long, he reached the summit of Xiaojin Mountain.

Tian Quezi's blurry gaze fell on the southwest corner of the peak, which was covered with strange rocks, artificial mountains, and stone forests.

His face was solemn. His withered fingers smoothed out the wrinkles in his robe, straightened his headdress, and then he bowed three times.

"Tian Quezi, the sixth-generation descendant of the Wugengzi lineage, pays respects to Ancestor Xingyi!"

"Buzz!"

Starlight fell into the stone forest, and the eight trigrams of Qian, Kun, Kan, and Li flowed, causing a crystal-clear stone coffin to rise.

A remnant soul was activated, draped in a star-patterned robe, and awoke from a deep slumber, transforming into a blurry, indistinct phantom.

"Is it time?"

The spirit of the fourth patriarch of Xuanyang Mountain floated out from his corpse and looked at his younger disciples, whose hair and beards were all white.

"Tianquezi?"

From now on, the heavy responsibility of Xuan Yang Mountain will be entrusted to you.

The bones, covered in starlight, melted and transformed into a star-studded bone mirror. Xing Yizi's remnant soul, with its flowing sleeves, smiled freely.

"Oh!"

The remnant soul exploded, merging seamlessly with the Starry Bone Mirror.

"Buzz!"

An invisible fluctuation flowed, and this spiritual peak, which had buried the fourth patriarch Xing Yizi since the founding of the Tiandaowu sect, originally attracted a sharp and powerful aura.

Like a gentle stream, it flows towards Xuanyang Mountain.

"Ancestor."

Tian Quezi sighed softly, reached into the Starry Bone Mirror, retrieved a dimly lit soul bead, and swallowed it into his soul.

"Both the Hehuan Sect and the Tiandaowu have inspired successors throughout history."

Now only the White Bone Gate remains.

"Qingyangzi Fang Yi?"

A kind smile appeared on his lips as he murmured softly.

"Let this old man see how much hidden knowledge you, a junior, can absorb."

(End of this chapter)