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Chapter 441 Divine Prison, He Wants to See You.
The ecstatic joy of the first victory of the Great Wall at Sea.

Before it has fully swept through every corner of the Federation, another doubt has quietly spread through the cracks of the online world.

at first.

Just a few scattered questions.

Discussions about the cancellation of all flights to Beijing and the subsequent detours for those traveling to Beijing began to quietly emerge on the trending topics lists of major social media platforms and forums.

"That's strange. I booked a flight to Beijing for a business trip tomorrow, but I just received a text message saying it's been canceled indefinitely?"

"Me too! The cargo shuttles have also stopped, supposedly due to airspace control over Beijing?"

"It's more than just grounding! A friend of mine was on a passenger shuttle that was about to arrive in Beijing. He just contacted me to say that the shuttle suddenly turned around and flew at full speed to the nearest city, Tianjin! The crew only said that they received an emergency notification, but the specific reason was unknown!"

"What on earth happened? Didn't we just win a great victory at sea? Why is the capital in such a state?"

Doubts quickly fermented, mixed with a hint of unease.

Although the federal propaganda department and cyberspace administration responded extremely quickly.

Use your privileges to delete and block posts that are clearly intended to incite panic.

An official explanation was quickly provided.

"The super-large urban force field in Shangjing City has experienced a temporary technical malfunction due to recent energy fluctuations and is undergoing emergency maintenance and testing. To ensure absolute safety, all access channels are temporarily closed, and the reopening time will be announced separately."

But the official stance is consistent.

This did not completely dispel everyone's doubts.

After all, it is the capital of the Federation, the absolute core.

Such a comprehensive lockdown is extremely rare in federal history.

Especially at this delicate moment when humanity has just achieved a good start in the all-out war between humans and the demons.

This unusual behavior inevitably leads to negative associations.

Various speculations circulated privately within small circles, and a sense of impending doom permeated the air silently.

……

The outskirts of Shangjing City.

Atop a mountain that offers a panoramic view of the entire city.

Hundreds of figures stood silently here.

Without exception.

They are all fifth-tier powerhouses who stand at the pinnacle of human combat strength.

Fang Qingyu stood at the edge, put away his phone screen after browsing the news, frowned slightly, and turned to look at Hong Qitian beside him who was gazing into the distance at Beijing.

"Grandpa, is it that we can't tell ordinary people about that person's existence?"

Fang Qingyu's voice was calm, but tinged with a hint of confusion.

The threats facing the federal government are now well-known.

Even the names of Yama, the King of Hell, and King Chujiang are no longer secrets.

Why use the excuse of a force field malfunction when dealing with Him alone?

Upon hearing Fang Qingyu's question, the gazes of several powerful figures nearby also swept over them, seemingly casually.

They didn't show much surprise.

It seems they already knew the inside story.

Just silence.

Hong Qitian slowly withdrew his gaze from the distance, his cloudy old eyes looked at Fang Qingyu, a complex and unspeakable bitter smile appeared on his face, and he slowly nodded.

"Yes, no, at least not now."

His voice was low and heavy, carrying an unprecedented solemnity.

"You should know who that person is by now."

"It can be said that mankind is His creation. Originally, throughout the long years, the life, death, prosperity and decline of mankind were only in His mind."

"Although later, the Heavenly Dao intervened, and the ancestors of the human race, through arduous struggle and by fighting against the gods, managed to break free from some of the constraints, steal a sliver of hope, and take control of a portion of their own destiny."

"But this does not mean that we are qualified to confront Him head-on."

After saying that, Hong Qitian seemed to remember something and added something.

"By the way, the strength of people like Zhulong and that one is not as simple as you think."

"The classification system I told you about before was for ordinary people."

Hong Qitian seemed a little afraid that Fang Qingyu might develop some inappropriate thoughts, so he made a point of emphasizing it.

Fang Qingyu listened in silence.

My gaze returned to the city below.

The mountaintop fell silent once more.

Only the mournful sound of the wind swept by.

Can't beat it.

These three words represent the cruelest and most powerless reality that humanity currently faces when confronting that being.

They were able to achieve a great victory at the Blackwater Vortex.

They relied on the elite of the Dawn Legion and unconventional combat forces like Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei.

In terms of overall strength.

The human race remains at a significant disadvantage.

The gap in high-end combat capabilities is even more disheartening.

After a long silence, Hong Qitian muttered something very softly, almost to himself, in a voice barely audible to himself and Fang Qingyu beside him:
"It's a pity my strike didn't kill him, otherwise, none of this trouble would have happened."

……

After a brief silence.

The plan will still be carried out.

Hong Qitian took a deep breath, turned his gaze to Jiang Wei, and nodded heavily.

Jiang Wei understood, glanced at Fang Qingyu with her ruby-like eyes, and then her figure flickered slightly, disappearing from the spot as if it had merged into the air.

As planned.

Jiang Wei was to go to the location of Zhulong and that other person, and have Zhulong retreat first. Then Hong Qitian was to take action and drive that other person back to the Bone Continent.

The plan was so rudimentary that it was practically nonexistent.

But everyone believed in Hong Qitian.

However, just in case, all the fifth-tier members still gathered here, fearing that something might happen to Hong Qitian.

Hong Qitian knew he couldn't stop the crowd.

That's why he said at the Great Wall at Sea that no one was allowed to take action without his orders.

But in reality, no one would want to make a move at this moment.

Taking action here would most likely mean bringing forward the final battle.
Nobody wants to see this happen.

At that moment, everyone's hearts were in their throats as she left.

None of the more than one hundred fifth-tier powerhouses spoke.

Most of them closed their eyes or stared intently at the city below, silently adjusting their state.

Waiting for the fierce battle that might arrive in an instant.

Or perhaps, it's a signal to retreat.

Fang Qingyu also found a relatively quiet corner and sat down cross-legged.

As my mind sank into my sea of ​​consciousness, a pattern of flowing golden light silently unfolded.

【Class: Ultimate Martial Saint (To be activated) (★★★★★) Lv.1 (4617/100000)】

【Original Technique 1: Purification and Impurity (0/300000)】

[Original Imprint Inheritance: Primordial Creation Strategy Lv.5 (0/160000)]

【Original Technique 2: All Things Return to the Flow (98761/150000)】

【Original Imprint Inheritance: Myriad Phenomena Zhou Tian Yi Lv.4 (0/80000)】

【Original Technique 3: Thunder Pivot Lv.1 (0/100000)】

【Core Skill 1: Tai Xu Nine Revolutions Primordial Chaos Visualization Method - Seventh Realm Lv.1 (0/10000)】

【Core Skill 2: Crimson Bright Nine Revolutions Jade Scripture - Sixth Revolution Lv.1 (0/10000)】

Skill Points: 2267

Currently, Fang Qingyu only has two invincible attack methods.

And the teleportation technique of Yu Ting Shu.

However, the methods of the invincible technique "All Things Return to Flow" are quite complete, so Fang Qingyu, looking at the 2267 skill points he possessed, did not plan to use them to deduce new origin skills for the time being.

Fang Qingyu did not originally participate in the battle on Black Bone Island.

However, in the final battle with King Chujiang, there was another unexpected surprise.

After severing King Chujiang's arm, he also obtained a portion of King Chujiang's divine authority, and after converting this portion of the authority, he gained more than a thousand skill points.

It can be said that this allowed Fang Qingyu to gain a huge advantage in one fell swoop.

Fang Qingyu then focused his attention on the two core foundational cultivation techniques.

The Nine Revolutions of Primordial Chaos Visualization Method and the Nine Revolutions of Crimson Light Jade Scripture.

These two skills are acquired after advancing in your profession.

The required upgrade experience has not increased dramatically.

It still maintains a friendly threshold of tens of thousands.

This is undoubtedly a huge benefit for Fang Qingyu, who currently has more than 2,000 skill points.

Without much hesitation, a thought stirred within him.

[Consuming 100 skill points, the Taixu Nine Revolutions Primordial Chaos Visualization Technique - Seventh Realm has been upgraded to Lv.2 (0/20000)!]

[Consuming 100 skill points, the Crimson Bright Nine Revolutions Jade Scripture - Sixth Revolution has been upgraded to Lv.2 (0/20000)!]

All of a sudden.

The space around Fang Qingyu rippled slightly, as if an invisible tide was spreading out from him.

A faint, shimmering light flashed and disappeared between his brows.

The mind and thoughts become clearer and more refined, as if they have been cleansed.

Followed by.

[Consuming 200 skill points, the Taixu Nine Revolutions Primordial Chaos Visualization Technique - Seventh Realm has been upgraded to Lv.3 (0/40000)!]

[Consuming 200 skill points, the Crimson Bright Nine Revolutions Jade Scripture - Sixth Revolution has been upgraded to Lv.3 (0/40000)!]

This time, Fang Qingyu's internal energy and blood erupted like a volcano that had been dormant for thousands of years.

A scorching yet not violent wave of air naturally emanated from his body.

Quietly push away the dust around you.

To form a perfect circle.

The sound of blood flowing seemed to transform into a surging river, deep and powerful.

The bones emitted a subtle yet dense buzzing sound, like the clinking of gold and jade.

A very thin, barely perceptible, warm glow appeared on the skin's surface, as if starlight were flowing within it.

The powerful figures around them, who had their eyes closed or were gazing into the distance, sensed something almost simultaneously.

A variety of gazes, some open and some hidden, swept over.

Seeing the rapid yet undeniably real change in Fang Qingyu's aura, and sensing the instantaneous increase in his spiritual power and blood strength, most of them had a hint of understanding and a touch of surprise in their eyes.

"A breakthrough in the heat of battle?"

"No, it's more like a natural accumulation that finally erupts."

"With such a solid foundation, how could the advancement be so smooth?"

"He really is a little monster."

Such thoughts flashed through the minds of many powerful individuals.

But at their level, having seen countless storms and geniuses, while they were amazed by Fang Qingyu's speed of improvement and the ingenuity of his timing, they stopped there and no one stepped forward to disturb him.

Fang Qingyu seemed oblivious to the stares he was receiving.

At this moment, he was immersed in the subtle pleasure brought about by the rapid increase in his strength.

Just a few moments.

The two core techniques have reached the Lv.3 level of mastery, the spiritual power has become more vast and pure, and the total amount and quality of qi and blood have also jumped to a new level.

And it only costs 600 skill points.

1667 points left!
Fang Qingyu's gaze immediately turned to the strongest offensive method at present.

The Primordial Strategy of Creation!
As the most powerful means of attack at present.

The power of the "Clear and Turbid" strike represents the upper limit of Fang Qingyu's offensive capabilities. As a trump card, it naturally needs to be upgraded first.

While the Myriad Manifestations of Heavenly Change is also a powerful and invincible technique, it leans towards an all-around skill and is slightly weaker than the Primordial Heavenly Strategy in terms of ultimate offensive capabilities.

Moreover, if it could be upgraded to another level.

With the feedback from this upgrade, his physical body, which has already reached the peak of the sixth breakthrough, is very likely to break through the shackles and step into the legendary seventh breakthrough realm!
At that time, the overall strength will surely experience a qualitative leap.

Without hesitation, the thought was locked on.

[Consuming 1600 skill points, the Primordial Heavenly Strategy has been upgraded to Lv.6 (0/320000)!]

My skill points plummeted to a pitiful 67.

But the changes brought about by the investment were earth-shattering.

hum-

Fang Qingyu's consciousness was instantly pulled away, and he once again descended into that familiar, boundless purple chaos.

He once again possessed that ancient giant who stood tall and upright.

The process seemed to proceed as usual.

He gathered purple energy into the blurry "handle" in his hand, swung it, and cleaved it towards the solidified chaos before him.

However, this time, it felt completely different.

As the giant's arm swung, it seemed to contain some profound truth that had existed since the beginning of time; the power was condensed and pure to the extreme, with no redundancy whatsoever.

The "handle" that had gathered a vast amount of purple energy fell down.

It's no longer like before, when it required countless repeated chopping to painstakingly tear open even a tiny gap.

There was a soft "hissing" sound.

In this silent chaos, the sound was as grand as the sound of creation!

The chaos before them was cleanly and decisively split in two by this strike.

A tiny yet incredibly clear crack appeared instantly.

Behind the cracks, there is no more chaos, but light!
A ray of light, incongruous with the surrounding deathly purple aura, shone through the crack and instantly illuminated the giant's ancient face.

Immediately afterwards, the crack expanded rapidly, as if it were being forced open by the power of the light itself.

A "gateway" quickly formed, large enough for the giant to pass through.

After the portal.

It was a vast and pure white expanse that defied description!
That was white that transcended all colors in the world.

Boundless, flawless, silent.

It seems to be the beginning of all things, and also the end of all laws.

The giant stared at the pure white land, clearly stunned for a moment, his massive body seemingly frozen in place.

Fang Qingyu could clearly feel the bewilderment emanating from the giant's sea of ​​consciousness, and after that bewilderment came an indescribable sense of satisfaction and relief.

It seemed that compared to the oppressive, endless purple chaos outside, it was much more pleasant.

This pure white expanse made him feel even more comfortable.

After a brief pause, the giant moved.

He turned around, and slowly extended the "handle" in his hand, which was still brimming with powerful purple energy, out of the "gate" behind him, before disappearing back into the chaos of the outside world.

Then, Fang Qingyu felt an unimaginable heaviness coming from the "handle"!

The giant seems to be using this "handle" as a medium.

It dragged along, laboriously and slowly, the boundless purple aura from the outside world!

this process.

It's ten times, a hundred times harder than simply chopping!
With each drag, the giant's vast and boundless power was consumed frantically, his muscles bulged, and he emitted a groan of unbearable strain.

Fang Qingyu's consciousness was completely synchronized with it.

I am deeply experiencing this terrifying burden that is almost crushing my soul.

Finally, the giant had accumulated enough power to reach a critical point.

Suddenly, the "handle" along with the vast purple aura attached to it, which had been forcibly dragged in, was violently "thrown" into the pure white space in front of it!

"boom--"

It was like a silent thunderclap.

The chaotic purple energy, forcibly dragged in, roared and surged into the pure white world like a flood bursting its banks.

However, something strange happened.

That seemingly soft and pure "white" actually possesses a kind of incomprehensible "purifying" or "repelling" power.

The surging chaotic purple energy, most of it, vanished instantly upon entering, like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun, turning into nothingness.

In the end, only a very, very small amount remained.

Successfully blending into this pure white land, it transformed into tiny specks of purple light dust, floating and drifting away, like sparse stars adorning this pure white world.

The giant stared at the result, seemingly extremely dissatisfied.

He let out a deep sigh.

Then he turned around again and repeated the action.

Extending its "handle," it dragged the chaotic purple energy and forcefully flung it into the pure white space.
Once, twice, ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times.
Fang Qingyu completely lost his sense of the number of times.

His consciousness had long since faded.

All that remained was the mechanical repetition of keeping pace with the giants, and the extreme exhaustion that almost crushed one's will with each successive layering.

It was many, many times.

He had already exhausted his physical strength from the experience of possessing the body.

It was only through an indomitable will that it was managing to hold on.

He seemed to transform into Sisyphus, who tirelessly pushed the boulder to the top of the mountain again and again, only to watch it roll back down again and again, endlessly repeating the cycle.

……

On top of the mountain.

Fang Qingyu remained seated cross-legged, with no earth-shattering phenomena around him.

Even the subtle fluctuations during the Qi and Blood Enhancement and Visualization techniques were completely contained.

But everyone present was a fifth-tier powerhouse.

How could I not see what Fang Qingyu was doing?

Finally, someone couldn't help but gasp in a low voice, their tone complex:
"Good heavens, at a time like this, he still has the mind to cultivate the Invincible Technique?"

Hong Qitian stood not far from Fang Qingyu.

He chuckled upon hearing this, his face showing an undisguised smugness and mischievousness.

"What else? What do you think this kid is capable of rising so fast? Even a rocket couldn't do it this fast! You old folks just lack that drive to get ahead anytime, anywhere! Learn from him, just in case you get lucky one day and touch the threshold of that realm?"

Upon hearing this, several elderly men nearby who had been keeping their eyes closed couldn't help but open them and gave Hong Qitian a disapproving look.

One of the elderly men, with a withered face but an aura as deep as the starry sky, spoke softly, his tone tinged with sarcasm:

"Learn? Old Hong, you make it sound so easy. Even you yourself have fallen at the very last step, wasting so many years. You still haven't been able to truly push open that door. We are far less talented than you, so what do we have to do to touch the threshold of the Dao? It's just wishful thinking."

Hong Qitian was taken aback, feeling somewhat embarrassed.

For a moment, he couldn't tell if the other person was praising him or scolding him.

His brow furrowed, seemingly a little agitated, and he muttered, "Bah! I was just unlucky! Besides, how do I know it won't work if I don't try? What if..."

He seemed about to start talking, and his voice rose slightly.

Seeing this, Hong Qitian's expression changed slightly. He immediately stepped forward, covered his father's mouth, and whispered, "Father!"

At the same time, his other hand seemed to casually rest on Hong Qitian's shoulder, but in fact he applied a little force, which was a reminder.

Hong Qitian gave a slightly apologetic smile to the powerful figures around him who were casting their gazes: "I'm sorry, everyone."

When his son stopped him, Hong Qitian seemed to lose some of his high spirits.

He expressionlessly raised his hand to straighten the collar of his tattered cotton-padded coat, snorted, and stopped arguing.

But after a few seconds of silence, he couldn't help himself. His gaze swept over the powerful figures around him, some with their eyes closed, others gazing into the distance, and he spoke in a low voice, half-provoking and half-serious:

"Want to make a bet with me? I'll bet on this kid."

He gestured almost imperceptibly with his chin towards Fang Qingyu.

"When he gets to that point, he will definitely try without hesitation, do you believe me?"

Upon hearing this, an eerie silence fell over the surroundings.

No one responded, no one looked at him.

The withered old man who had spoken earlier closed his eyes again, as if he had never opened them at all.

Others either cast their gazes into the distant void or stared down at their own palms, as if they held incredibly alluring lines.

A mountain breeze blew by, bringing a touch of coolness.

Looking at everyone's reaction, Hong Qitian's eyes flashed with a faint sense of loneliness and helplessness.

In the end, he could only sigh silently in his heart, and said no more, turning his gaze back to the blockaded megacity below.

He knew it wasn't fear.

Rather, it is a kind of silence that comes after experiencing too much disappointment and despair.

That step was too difficult.

……

About half an hour later.

Fang Qingyu's seated figure trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.

An indescribable feeling of extreme fatigue swept over his entire body like a tidal wave.

Fang Qingyu even felt an urge to lie down immediately and fall into a deep sleep.

The countless experiences of dragging chaos and cleaving it into pure white were incredibly taxing on the mind and spirit.

It's still improving, which is pretty good.

Fang Qingyu looked at the diagram.

【Original Technique 1: Purification and Impurity (108711/300000)】

[Original Imprint Inheritance: Primordial Creation Strategy Lv.6 (0/320000)]

The experience points for both the clear and the turbid increased by more than 100,000.

This directly reached more than one-third of the total demand.

This means that the Yuanshi Kaitian Strategy has been upgraded to Lv.6, which not only brings a leap in the level of the technique, but also provides a massive amount of insights and experience, saving him countless hours of hard work.

I estimate that I'll need to train hard for a while before leveling up again.

The single strike that clears and impures can bring about a qualitative change.

But this time, the gains didn't stop there.

Fang Qingyu looked at the personal panel section.

[Tian Gang: 51 (Six Breakthroughs)] → [Shen Yu: 10 (Seven Breakthroughs)]

The physical body has broken through.

He progressed from the Heavenly Gang Realm, which had broken through limits six times, to the seventh time.

Divine Prison!

at the same time.

Information about the mysterious characteristics of the Divine Prison Realm physical body surged into his sea of ​​consciousness like a floodgate being opened.

A moment later, the weariness in Fang Qingyu's eyes was replaced by unprecedented shock.

I couldn't help but gasp.

This divine prison body.
however.

Before Fang Qingyu could fully comprehend this earth-shattering transformation...

The space in front of him rippled gently like water.

A vibrant red color quietly emerged and coalesced.

Jiang Wei reappeared, still wearing that plain white dress, barefoot and dangling in the air.

But at this moment, her beautiful face was slightly furrowed.

Her return instantly drew the attention of everyone atop the mountain!
More than a hundred gazes were fixed on her, as if they were tangible.

Jiang Wei did not look at Hong Qitian immediately; instead, her gaze fell directly on Fang Qingyu, who had just opened his eyes and whose eyes were still filled with shock and exhaustion.

Her red lips parted slightly, and her cool voice, now carrying an extremely complex meaning, clearly entered Fang Qingyu's ears and echoed on the silent mountaintop:

“He said.”

"I want to see you."

"Right now."

(End of this chapter)