Chapter 186: Deep in Tang Valley, Seeing the Fusang Wood; The Wood and Fire Energies Are Within Reach【45k】

"Tang Valley."

Fang Longye blinked, recalling the relevant introduction he had browsed through in the Demon Master Mansion's library earlier.

His heart was burning with fervor.

Opportunity! This was likely what was called a stroke of fortune! In the ancient times, the two Demon Clan sovereigns, Di Jun and Xi He, united Yin and Yang to give birth to ten sons, who were the legendary ten Golden Crows.

Because their parents were overly powerful, these ten little Golden Crows possessed Golden Immortal cultivation the moment they were born, and they were genuine Innate beings.

With just a little cultivation, they reached the Taiyi Realm.

There was just one point: while strength could be improved in a short time, their mental maturity was different; it required the accumulation of time.

And the latter was clearly what these ten little Golden Crows lacked.

Their tyrannical Bloodline, noble status, and immature minds created the unruly temperaments of the ten little Golden Crows.

When they were in the Heavenly Court, they often caused trouble and destruction.

Thus, in order to let them grow up as quickly as possible, Di Jun opened up a Secret Realm of the universe in the East Sea.

He took a branch from the Fusang Wood on the Sun Star, cultivated it into an Innate Spiritual Root, and planted it within.

Then, he moved his sons to this place, using it as a place for bitter cultivation in their daily lives, releasing them one by one like a shift change to preside over the affairs of the Sun Star.

However, looking at it now, it seemed things had gone against his wishes.

Of course, this had nothing to do with Fang Longye.

The reason he was so excited was simple.

It was only because such a legendary Secret Realm, even after more than a billion eons had passed, would inevitably have some items remaining.

Placed in the present, those would be genuine good things.

Especially when he associated it with the mysterious existence who had saved him earlier. It was quite possible that this was the place of opportunity for his promotion to Golden Immortal.

Without hesitation, he unleashed his movement technique and headed all the way toward the depths of Tang Valley.

The deeper he went, the more intense the flames became.

Looking more closely, he saw that beneath the flames, the vast and mighty expanse was no longer seawater shimmering with dim light, but had become a deep red.

The water rippled, casting strange hues, and as the waves surged, it was lush and moist.

It was like water yet not water, like fire yet not fire.

It was a peculiar product of the fusion of water and fire.

Flames rose above it, condensing into flower buds of various sizes, appearing both real and illusory.

But as soon as one approached, there was an unstoppable scorching heat.

Fang Longye understood that this place should originally have been a site of erupting subterranean fire, similar to an undersea volcano.

Tang Valley, Tang Valley.

As the name implied, it was likely a deep valley located on the seabed containing an active volcano.

"Water and fire in the same furnace, Yin and Yang mutually supporting. This is indeed a good place for a fire-attribute Spiritual Root."

Fang Longye surveyed his surroundings, carefully sensing the Golden Crow Dao essence imbued within the sea of fire.

He gained quite a bit.

Just like this, walking and stopping, he did not know how much time had passed.

Fang Longye finally followed a special intuition and arrived at the depths of Tang Valley.

Unexpectedly, it was not an undersea volcano with erupting subterranean fire, nor was it an Immortal Realm location where things turned into their opposites.

What entered his eyes were large, vast stretches of dark, dim light, slanting and overlapping.

Looking from top to bottom, it was bottomless, and the entire space-time was filled with oppression and dead silence.

Only in a very distant place was there a faint, barely perceptible speck of red light, like a star, shining with a tiny, flickering glow, appearing as if it existed and yet did not.

"Is it because the time is too long ago, or because this place also suffered a Tribulation during the Lich War?"

Fang Longye shook his head, stopped thinking about it, and calculated the Heavenly Secrets; it was highly auspicious.

Relieved, he escaped directly into this patch of dim light.

The dim light folded and sank; as he traveled along, what he saw and heard was entirely vast and obscure, high and invisible, deep and unfathomable.

Above, below, left, and right, it was desolate and empty, with no coming or going, no direction or form, vast and mighty, void and mysterious.

This was a space-time domain expanded to the extreme, with thin spiritual energy inside, simple elements, and nothing at all.

Even the passage of time could no longer be sensed; it was nearly void.

He did not know how long he had been flying.

Finally, that speck of red light became increasingly bright.

At the beginning, it was only as large as the mouth of a bowl.

As his field of vision drew closer, he saw countless flames rising, clustered together like blooming lotuses, and also like star lamps in the sky.

The incredible flames burned, filling the space-time, containing destructive power.

Where the flames shone, wind came and rain whistled, and thunder roared.

A surge of Innate Aura rushed toward his face, making Fang Longye's Bloodline stir.

Fusang Wood! It was actually Fusang Wood!

Fang Longye was overjoyed; he saw that within the flames, a divine tree with lush branches and leaves swayed gracefully, suppressing everything.

On the branches and leaves, the wood grain, leaf veins, and so on, all shone with a color like bright gold.

It was as if it were woven from golden threads.

An Innate Spiritual Root!

Even if it was not the mother plant on the Sun Star, it was still an Innate Spiritual Root cultivated by the Demon Emperor.

The Innate wood and fire energies were finally within reach!

Not only the Innate Wood and Fire Qi, but through the Equivalent Balance, even Innate Earth Qi is nothing to worry about!

Indeed.

This place is the very opportunity for me, Fang Longye, to attain the Golden Immortal realm! Seeing such an Innate Spiritual Root, Fang Longye was naturally ecstatic; ignoring everything else, he flew straight toward it.

Unexpectedly, perhaps it was because he had refined the Wu Clan Essence Blood, or perhaps because he possessed the Sun True Fire, which was related to this place.

As he approached, the layers of flames that had surrounded the Fusang Wood for who knows how long began to boil, roar, and surge.

They rose continuously, gathering and condensing in clusters to form the purest Sun True Fire.

Then, thousands upon thousands of Sun True Fires flickered and drifted, faintly outlining a massive phantom with three feet treading on air.

Its wings spread, blotting out the sky and sun, possessing an inherent domineering and majestic air that commanded all demons.

In the end, it became increasingly clear.

Above the Fusang Wood, a colossal entity emerged, three feet treading on air, its body wreathed in flames, burning fiercely, incinerating the heavens and destroying the earth.

The Great Sun Golden Crow Image!

The Golden Crow soared and spread its wings; its magnificent crest towered into the clouds, and its exquisite tail feathers fanned out, unimaginably vast.

Every single feather was golden and brilliant, appearing as if meticulously crafted, without a single flaw.

The mere sight of its three feet treading on air contained unimaginable principles.

One gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things.

It was nothing more than this.

"This is definitely not a mark left by those ten little Golden Crows!" Fang Longye exclaimed in his heart.

For the moment he laid eyes on it, Fang Longye felt this Golden Crow Image was like a blade and a sword, carved directly into his mind.

Whether his eyes were open or closed, there was no difference.

Insights from the void, whether he willed it or not, poured incessantly into his mind, causing his Aura to become increasingly rounded and self-possessed.

It could be said that this Three-Legged Golden Crow Image was born from reflecting the rules of heaven and earth; as long as one contemplates it in their heart, one can even glimpse the Great Dao and obtain the wonders of heaven and earth.

Screech—

The Three-Legged Golden Crow seemed to be singing, its feathers trembling, and the sky full of flames bloomed like colorful flowers.

Clusters upon clusters, up and down, dense and thick, filled the space-time, chiming with a clinking sound.

Fang Longye stared at this Three-Legged Golden Crow Image, entranced.

It was truly incredible; even if it were only a lingering mark, it possessed such might.

Even the Dapeng Bird he had encountered earlier seemed pale and lusterless in comparison.

Fang Longye stared at this Great Sun Golden Crow, feeling himself so insignificant, like an ant facing the heavens.

A vast amount of principles poured into his mind as if they were free; he felt as though he were wandering in the ocean of the Great Dao, so at ease!

Comfortable!

Comfortable through and through! However.

He had completely ignored the danger within.

The Dao does not remain full for long; when full, it overflows. When one's own persisted Dao is weak, it cannot withstand the infusion of principles from others that are too powerful.

This was a principle Fang Longye had realized himself earlier. Yet, he had forgotten it.

Of course, to say he forgot it is a bit much.

After all, this could not be blamed on him.

For a cultivator, this Great Sun Golden Crow Image was equivalent to the Great Dao placed right before their eyes; it inherently possessed infinite temptation.

Immersed within it, one simply could not extricate oneself.

With his mind already lost, how could he remember anything else?

Fang Longye's mind felt that there was not a single part of him that was not comfortable.

But in reality, he had already revealed his true form, and his entire dragon body was already twisted and deformed.

The flesh on his body split open inexplicably, revealing tendons and bones like gold and jade, constantly twisting and restructuring.

Large patches of scales fell off, and golden feathers grew out in their place.

This was by no means a good thing.

This was the infiltration of Dao laws; the Dao essence radiated by this Great Sun Golden Crow Image had already eroded everything of Fang Longye.

If he could not persist in his self, it would be considered fortunate if he only turned into a freak.

Most critically, the path of self-cultivation he followed would collapse directly under the impact. By then, madness would be a minor issue; the greater possibility was sinking into eternal perdition.

Even reincarnation would not be able to eliminate the influence of this.

A great crisis was brewing.

Yet Fang Longye was completely unaware, his mind still lost within that Great Sun Golden Crow Image.

No matter how his Spirit Treasure vibrated spontaneously to warn him, or how various warnings from heaven and earth appeared one after another, it was to no avail.

Just at this moment.

Perhaps sensing the Great Dao erosion from this Great Sun Golden Crow, red clouds began to permeate Fang Longye's sea of consciousness, and profound Dao sounds resonated.

The red clouds swirled, forming blooming red flowers, with stamen colors weaving into scriptures.

Words of wisdom fell like pearls, colliding with one another, possessing their own light of wisdom.

Initially, the Dao essence generated by the sermon of the Hongyun avatar within the Gourd Small World finally stopped hiding and revealed its own brilliance.

The red cloud immortal flowers circled Fang Longye's primordial spirit, spinning around, and upon it, deeply profound patterns emerged, flickering in and out of existence.

An indescribable power landed in Fang Longye's heart, causing him to wake up instantly.

The previously muddled Fang Longye moved his eyes, and they became spirited once more.

He finally regained clarity, returning from his state of being lost.

Damn! After sensing his own situation, Fang Longye felt a lingering fear.

Looking at the Hongyun Dao essence emerging from the depths of his sea of consciousness, Fang Longye breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this Dao essence played a major role; otherwise, he would have been miserable.

He looked into his sea of consciousness.

This Dao essence, generated by the preaching of the great Hongyun, after alerting him, turned into a sky-filling red mist, tightly wrapping around the Great Sun Golden Crow Image reflected in his sea of consciousness.

It continuously struck and wore it down.

Fang Longye tried, but discovered he had no way to intervene in the struggle between the two sides.

He sighed and turned his attention to his true form.

It was truly too shameful to look at.

His entire body was twisted and deformed.

Tumors covered his whole body, bone spurs grew wildly, and the scales on his body were shattered, with not many left; instead, golden feathers were spread across his body.

He tried to activate various divine abilities and secret techniques to restore himself, but it was completely useless.

Even the Creation Purifying World Bead was of no use at all.

It made sense; if it could really have an effect, then this situation should not have happened in the first place.

He wanted to escape from this place, at least to get far away from the Great Sun Golden Crow Image before him, so as not to provide follow-up power to the Golden Crow Image in his sea of consciousness.

As a result, because his physical body was twisted and deformed, his whole body would not obey him, and his primordial spirit and Dharma power had no reaction at all.

Fang Longye felt regret, secretly cursing himself for being somewhat carried away and losing his mind when facing an Innate Spiritual Root.

He understood clearly.

Even if the Hongyun Dao essence in his sea of consciousness could rival this Great Sun Golden Crow Image in quality.

It belonged to a rootless source and could not last long.

And this Great Sun Golden Crow Image, even if it was just a trace of an imprint, was clearly much more enduring than the Hongyun Dao essence.

Fortunately, there was a glimmer of hope.

Just as he was lying there like a Corpse in anxiety, he heard a long sigh beside his ear.

He then saw that on the previously motionless Fusang Wood, strands of golden light began to shine, suddenly rising and connecting into a sheet.

In the dark, a mysterious Dao sound resonated.

Accompanied by the Dao sound, a figure emerged from the Fusang Wood.

It was a Daoist wearing a crimson Dharma robe, with a jade crown on his head and a Whisk in his hand; on the Dharma robe were various patterns outlined in gold thread.

The whole person had the bearing of an immortal, surrounded by hanging tassels and Divine Light and auspicious mist.

After this Daoist appeared, he waved the Whisk in his hand.

A ray of brilliance fell, enveloping Fang Longye within it.

In the blink of an eye.

The tumors vanished, his bones returned to their places, the feathers faded away, and dragon scales grew in clusters. His dragon body was restored to its original appearance.

Fang Longye only felt the Golden Crow Dao laws that had invaded his body dissipating rapidly, as if a furnace were melting snow.

Even that stubborn Great Sun Golden Crow Image reflected in his sea of consciousness collapsed instantly.

It dissipated without a trace.

The Hongyun Dao essence that had been struggling with it surged in his sea of consciousness for a moment, then slowly scattered into specks of spiritual light, hiding once again in the depths of the sea of consciousness.

Everything was intact.

Fang Longye stood up abruptly, transformed back into his Human Clan form, bowed deeply to the appearing Daoist, and prostrated sincerely.

Full of gratitude, he said, "Many thanks to the senior for extending a helping hand twice to save me; Fang is endlessly grateful."

Now that he had regained his senses and reflected on his previous actions, how could he not understand that he had truly been blinded by the treasure!

He clearly knew that someone had saved him, yet upon seeing the Innate Spiritual Root, he disregarded everything else.

He didn't even think about whether this Innate Spiritual Root had an owner, or if this Innate Spiritual Root had already transformed, and just rushed toward it.

Not only did he invite a Life and Death crisis for no reason, but he also made a fool of himself.

Judging from the way this Daoist appeared just now, this unfathomable mighty figure was clearly born from the transformation of this Innate Spiritual Root.

Fortunately, the other party was magnanimous; not only did he not mind that Fang Longye had designs on his true body, but he also extended a helping hand to pull him away from danger for the second time.

Seeing Fang Longye's ashamed expression, the Daoist shook his head and smiled, "Little friend need not be like this. To feel covetousness for such a Spiritual Root is truly human nature."

After speaking, he waved the Whisk again.

A palace that looked as if it were carved from red jade appeared, and then it fell with a boom.

It landed in front of the Fusang Wood, stirring up waves like crashing surf, splashing bright flames for a thousand miles around, turning everything a golden red.

With a gesture, Fang Longye did not act coy and paced along with him into this palace.

The two sat down.

Fang Longye expressed his gratitude and apologies again: "Many thanks to the senior for the rescue. The junior was reckless before, and I hope the senior will forgive my sins."

The red-robed Daoist waved his hand and said, "Do not mind it. Of course, if you truly feel sorry, I do indeed have a matter that requires your help."

Fang Longye's heart jumped, his thoughts turning extremely fast, and he said, "As long as it is within the junior's power, I will naturally serve the senior."

The red-robed Daoist smiled and did not speak of the matter, but instead waved his hand to take out a jade plate.

On the jade plate were several spiritual fruits, shaped like mulberries, crystalline throughout like glazed glass, and as bright as light.

The most crucial thing was that every single one had rich Xiantian Spiritual Essence hidden within.

These few spiritual fruits were clearly Innate Spiritual Fruits! "Taste my Fusang Glazed Fruit and see how it is?" The red-robed Daoist placed the jade plate in front of Fang Longye and said with a smile.

Fang Longye resisted the restlessness in his body and did not take the spiritual fruit to eat.

Instead, he bowed to the red-robed Daoist again and asked, "With such great hospitality from the senior, may I ask the senior's name?"

Seeing Fang Longye act this way, the red-robed Daoist shook his head and laughed, "This poor Daoist has lived for a long time, and in my travels across the Honghuang, the names I have left behind are not few."

"I know your intent; you may call me Daoist Lu Ya!"

"Now, you should know who I am, right?"

(End of this chapter)