Man is in the heavens, parasitic on the way

"This Bear Child has grown so big, I'm afraid besides the time his bone was dug up when he was little, this is the only time he's suffered such a big loss!" Within the inner world, Fang Ming shook his head and chuckled.

He could tell that Butian Pavilion's ancestor wasn't just hitting randomly; the position and force of his strikes were very regular, helping Shi Hao consolidate.

"A special remnant soul, sealed until now in a certain way, the sword stuck in the skull is the manifestation of obsession..." Silently, Fang Ming's divine sense swept over, roughly understanding the person's situation.

This person was already dead, but not completely and utterly dead.

In Fang Ming's view, having a remnant soul existing couldn't be considered completely dead; if there were a true great divine ability user present, reviving him wouldn't be impossible.

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Of course, Fang Ming didn't have this ability currently.

"Using obsession to seal one's remnant soul is quite interesting..."

His mind flowed, and Fang Ming's divine sense immersed itself into his Myriad Law Treasured Pagoda.

The treasured pagoda looked only the size of a finger joint, but it contained a hidden universe within, spanning tens of thousands of li.

The world within the pagoda was filled with golden light, and profound Dao principles intertwined, forming countless chains converging at the center.

Chains of order surged from the void, from intangible to tangible, and then from tangible to intangible, forming an invisible and formless sealing barrier that lifted the palm-sized white bone altar.

Not far from the white bone altar, a nine-story bone pagoda flowed with five-colored treasure light, and faintly, a treasure pearl flowing with five-colored Immortal light could be seen within the pagoda.

Faintly, from within that five-colored treasure pearl, came indistinct chanting sounds, like Immortals and Demons whispering.

Fang Ming's divine sense manifested, transforming into a slightly ethereal figure.

Staring at the nine-story bone pagoda's phantom for a while, Fang Ming murmured to himself, "As expected, the essence in Pumo King's five-colored true blood has indeed been worn away by more than ninety-nine percent; there isn't much left."

Thoughts swirling in his mind, countless laws of order surged forth, intertwining and tangling together, quickly forming a three-legged, two-eared alchemy furnace.

Although it was formed by laws and not stable, it was definitely sufficient for temporary use.

The alchemy furnace appeared, and Fang Ming hooked his finger, causing the nine-story bone pagoda to shoot over and enter the furnace.

With a 'boom', a blazing white flame ignited beneath the alchemy furnace.

The true fire burned fiercely, a terrifying high temperature far exceeding the sun's core permeated the air, and the nine-story bone pagoda's phantom gradually melted, revealing the Immortal King's true blood, whose essence had severely depleted.

Five-colored light flowed, and a five-colored halo carrying an Immortal aura appeared, pushing away all the terrifying high temperature surging forth.

Losing the suppression of the bone pagoda, the Immortal King's true blood within shone brightly, and an imposing aura spread and expanded.

In an instant, even the alchemy furnace began to expand, emitting an indescribable sound.

Seeing this, Fang Ming pointed a finger, and countless laws of order emerged from the void, continuously entering the Dao fire beneath the alchemy furnace.

Igniting the laws of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth to fuel the Dao fire was the strongest alchemy fire he could currently imagine and unleash.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the blazing white Dao fire suddenly erupted, engulfing the entire alchemy furnace.

Countless Great Dao runes spread, and the blazing white fire surged into the alchemy furnace, touching the five-colored Immortal halo.

Upon contact, 'hissing' sounds were incessant, and the space within the pagoda continuously twisted and curled, almost becoming a transparent twist.

Time passed bit by bit, and Fang Ming's expression gradually became solemn.

In the alchemy cauldron, the five-colored halo carrying an Immortal aura had been burned away by the Dao fire, and countless blazing white Dao fires were now directly burning Pumo King's Immortal King blood.

Great Dao runes spread, and wisps of five-colored smoke emerged from the alchemy furnace, gathering into a mass of five-colored smoke within the pagoda space.

Time flowed, and the form of the five-colored Immortal King blood, which seemed only a foot in size but was actually larger than a star, gradually shrank.

However, the five-colored smoke within the pagoda space gathered more and more, filling the entire inner pagoda space.

Finally, the five-colored true blood in the alchemy furnace completely disappeared, leaving only five-colored smoke rising and gathering in the world within the pagoda.

Looking at the five-colored cloud layer, Fang Ming frowned tightly; he could sense the immense energy contained within it, and even faint traces of Immortal aura flowing.

"Such pure, such vast energy!" Fang Ming murmured.

The divine sense avatar's palm opened, and a gravitational vortex appeared.

The five-colored smoke turned into flowing water, converging towards his palm.

Before long, all the five-colored smoke within the pagoda world disappeared, and a five-colored spherical pearl the size of a grain of rice appeared three inches above Fang Ming's palm.

"Is there really none?" Fang Ming frowned, wondering if he was overthinking.

Fang Ming rubbed his chin, thinking, "Could it be that I've been contaminated by the Old Devil, and I'm just fighting against the air here?"

"No!" Soon, Fang Ming thought of something and murmured to himself, "There's no reason why Pumo King wouldn't have received the baptism of the Origin Ancient Artifact; he's a giant among Immortal Kings, he must have undergone the baptism..."

"Whether it is or isn't, one test will tell!" With a thought, Fang Ming's other palm glowed with layers of light, and countless laws of order converged.

Countless different laws intertwined and collided, an aura of destruction of all things spread, and his palm became the source of destruction.

His palms clapped together, and a 'pop' sound was heard, as if something had shattered.

"Really none?" Looking at his empty hands, Fang Ming was startled.

Pumo King, as an Immortal King, if he had undergone the baptism of the Other Realm's Origin Ancient Artifact, he would definitely contain dark true blood.

Dark true blood is inexhaustible and can only be worn away when one's cultivation reaches the Immortal Dao level of this realm.

Of course, this refers to the lowest level of dark True Immortal.

Therefore, even if ninety-nine percent of the essence in Pumo King's vital blood had been lost, causing his grade to drop and no longer belong to the Immortal Dao level, Fang Ming still couldn't destroy it.

"No!" Fang Ming's eyes narrowed, only to see the void ripple with five-colored light, and a tiny, extremely minute particle of five-colored light appeared.

Time flowed, and under Fang Ming's gaze, the five-colored light spot spread, grew slightly, and then stopped moving.

Looking at that five-colored light spot, Fang Ming's expression was solemn, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

This was a warning from his mind; his intuition told him that this was not a good thing and it was best not to touch it directly, otherwise, even his divine sense avatar would be contaminated.

"As expected..." Seeing this scene, Fang Ming sighed, "I knew there wouldn't be such a good thing; as a giant of the Other Realm, how could Pumo King not have been baptized by the Origin Ancient Artifact? The Immortal King blood flowing in these Immortal Kings is itself the supreme dark true blood..."

"It's simply impossible to extract the so-called dark matter; rather, the so-called strangeness and ominousness are already the Immortal blood itself..." After trying everything, Fang Ming looked at the five-colored light spot that had returned to its original state, filled with helplessness.

Currently, his methods were definitely unable to do this.

"Should I refine it directly?" Fang Ming unconsciously frowned, contemplating the feasibility.

After a long while, Fang Ming shook his head, thinking, "A small amount might not necessarily cause trouble, but a large amount would definitely carry great risks..."

"I don't want to fight against the consciousness bred from dark matter in the Immortal Vine seed's inner world!" Thinking of this, Fang Ming decided to put aside Pumo King's Immortal body for now.

He and Little Pagoda couldn't do it, but that didn't mean others couldn't.

Isn't there still Liu Shen? Although she had also undergone Nirvana multiple times and her memory was incomplete and not fully recovered, she specialized in Nirvana and the Dao of life; perhaps she would have a method.

Thoughts turned, and a phantom of a golden treasured pagoda appeared, enveloping the almost imperceptible five-colored light spot.

Fang Ming resealed it.

Although the five-colored true blood was extremely weakened, it still posed a great danger and couldn't be left unchecked.

Fang Ming transmitted his divine sense, saying, "Tower Brother, I also can't separate the so-called contaminated matter."

"So, Profound Heaven Fellow Daoist did indeed discover the contaminated matter contained within the Immortal true blood?" Little Pagoda's voice came, carrying some surprise.

"It's not difficult either; the so-called dark true blood contamination possesses the characteristic of being inexhaustible, and can only be worn away by continuously baptizing it with Immortal blood and Immortal energy at the Immortal Dao level," Fang Ming said.

"So that's how it is." Little Pagoda suddenly understood, realizing what method Fang Ming had used.

He must have directly used force, attempting to destroy it.

"Tower Brother, please see." As Fang Ming's voice fell, a golden light flashed, reaching the extreme of speed.

That golden light was precisely the treasured pagoda Fang Ming had just used to suppress and seal the five-colored true blood.

At this time, outside, Shi Hao was in an ancient building full of bone books, carefully browsing a bone book.

His mind was completely immersed, and he didn't notice the sudden appearance of a trace of golden light at all.

The golden light disappeared, and Little Pagoda's voice quickly sounded, "This remnant true blood indeed gives one a very bad feeling, it's extremely dangerous."

Of course it's dangerous; after all, that's contamination from the plateau, and its source is something even an Immortal Emperor can't withstand.

The Origin Ancient Artifact that Pumo King received baptism from was forged by a dark Quasi Immortal Emperor, and the dark matter it carried was something even an Immortal King couldn't resist.

It's just that more than ninety-nine percent of the Immortal essence in Pumo King's current remnant body has been lost; otherwise, with their current methods, refining this thing would also be extremely dangerous.

Even without direct contact, there's a possibility of being contaminated.

"It seems we'll have difficulty utilizing that Immortal body." Little Pagoda's voice was full of regret, saying, "It's too dangerous; a small amount of contact might be fine, but refining a large amount would definitely lead to big problems."

At this point, it no longer planned to target Pumo King's Immortal King body.

It didn't want another artifact spirit deity to be born within its remaining four layers of pagoda body.

"Not necessarily; just because we can't doesn't mean others can't," Fang Ming transmitted his voice.

"Oh? Who else in this Lower Realm has this ability?" Little Pagoda was surprised.

"These Eight Regions of the Lower Realm are truly full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers..." It thought to itself.

The Eight Regions aren't big, but myths are everywhere!

Fang Ming explained, "The village where this Bear Child lives has a sacrificial spirit, and its origin is perhaps extremely terrifying; if it is truly that person, perhaps she has a method."

"A village's sacrificial spirit?" Little Pagoda was very surprised.

"Tower Brother should know her; that's a Willow Tree," Fang Ming said.

"It's her..." Little Pagoda suddenly understood, "If it's her, perhaps there really is a method."

In this epoch, Liu Shen had undergone Nirvana multiple times, appearing in different time periods, and Little Pagoda had knowledge of her.

After discussing, Little Pagoda fell silent again.

Within the seed's inner world, Fang Ming noticed the outside.

"Scripture Depository!?" In an instant, Fang Ming's eyes lit up.

I wrote a bit more yesterday, so today there will be three chapters.