Chapter 88: Chiyang Yaowang Finally Executed, Seeking Fame for Cultivation

Chixia Feiliu.

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Crimson earth-fire surged continuously, splashing like blood, mixing with Fang Longye's golden Sun True Fire, as gorgeous as flowing molten gold.

Earth-fire is different from the Dharma fire controlled by cultivators, which requires mana to maintain. Once earth-fire starts, it is inexhaustible; without anyone to contain it, it only pours out continuously.

As the struggle between Fang Longye and Chiyang Yaowang reached a state of scorching intensity, their methods became increasingly fierce.

The earth-fire, which had already been gushing outward, rose even higher, growing more vigorous and pouring toward all directions.

Mountain rocks melted, gathering drop by drop into magma streams; streams gathered into rivers, rivers gathered into lakes, and lakes turned into a sea.

In less than an hour, hundreds of thousands of miles of land outside Chixia Feiliu Mountain had rapidly turned into a sea of magma.

It was not that the other demon immortals in the vicinity did not want to suppress it; the key was that Chiyang Wang was the strongest person in this territory.

The highest cultivation level among these demon immortals was at most that of ordinary True Immortals; facing figures like Fang Longye and Chiyang Wang, who were supreme among True Immortals, they could not even withstand a single frontal blow.

How could they have the ability to suppress the spread of this earth-fire? As flames soared, while fighting the enemy, Fang Longye sighed inwardly that he had been cultivating for too short a time; although he seemed to have many divine abilities and various methods, he was not proficient in most of them.

This included his Spirit Treasures; he had quite a few Superior Spiritual Treasures and middle-grade Spirit Treasures, but there were few he had completely refined.

When he had free time, he would have to return to his Small World to make up for the lack of accumulated years by relying on the difference in time flow.

As time passed, with the struggle, the two gradually moved out from underground and appeared on the outer sea of molten fire.

Fang Longye was no longer in his Golden Crow form; transforming into that earlier was merely to display his methods and intimidate his opponent. The combat form most suitable for him was naturally his dragon-headed, human-bodied Dharma body.

He unleashed his full strength, his body ten thousand zhang tall, with the phantom of a five-colored treasure tree tens of thousands of zhang in size hanging behind him, drawing in endless Five Elements spiritual Qi, with five-colored light needles scattering everywhere.

Yin and Yang Two Qis swirled around him, incomparably sharp, continuously slashing and cutting at the Golden Crow that Chiyang Wang had transformed into with the aid of his Dao Soldiers.

Occasionally, when attacked by the ruthless methods Chiyang Wang employed, they were neutralized by his Diamond Indestructible divine ability. Even if some methods exceeded the current defensive limit of the Diamond Indestructible divine ability, he had the means of Blood Rebirth to compensate.

Blood splashed and scales fell, only to fly back immediately; he was healed as soon as he was wounded, as if he had never been injured at all.

Fang Longye used the ability to summon wind and rain with increasing ease; with a thought, as if the firmament had cracked and the Heavenly River had overturned, Nine Heavens Weak Water was continuously summoned from an unknown space, intersecting with his other attacks.

Chiyang Wang drew upon the infinite earth-fire from the surroundings, gathering it into blooming red lotuses, clustered together in a dense, golden-red haze, linked ring by ring.

The fire lotuses embraced one another, interconnected, combining hardness with softness, tough and unbreakable, continuously being extinguished and continuously regenerating.

Under their mutual struggle, the sea of earth-fire that had originally been created by them was actually reduced and kept shrinking.

As the earth-fire receded, the remaining magma cooled, paving the ground with patches of volcanic rock. The earth-fire baleful Qi inside, however, did not dissipate for a long time, destined to remain a barren wasteland where not a blade of grass would grow for a very long time.

"Which Longgong did this monster come from? His mana is not only vast but also extremely pure. As expected, in some aspects, one can easily compensate for the advantage of accumulated years as long as there are enough resources."

Chiyang Wang cursed inwardly; the opportunities and good fortune he had exhausted his efforts to obtain were nothing compared to such a background.

Fang Longye was secretly delighted; it was just as he had guessed. As time passed, the Golden Crow, which had originally seemed substantial, gradually dimmed and began to appear as a phantom.

A big move is a big move; if it could be sustained indefinitely, what kind of big move would it be? This red-haired bird could not hold on much longer.

The Superior Spiritual Treasure Longyin Bell, which he had never used with full force, was just right for this moment.

Taking advantage of a moment of distraction, he immediately secretly activated the Longyin Bell, which had refined nine divine prohibitions.

Clang, clang, clang—intertwined with bursts of dragon roars, like morning bells and evening drums, layers of sound wheels emerged, weaving together, each with its own mystery, converging into a profound power that descended upon Chiyang Wang.

Behind him, a vast blue ocean emerged, covering the sky and earth, with a bright moon hanging high, spreading toward the surroundings.

A crystal-clear blue pearl scattered its clear radiance, coordinating with the execution of this divine ability.

A world that seemed both illusory and real, dreamlike and ethereal, unfolded; a gentle halo brushed past, pulling the momentarily distracted Chiyang Wang into it.

Both of them disappeared, leaving only that dreamlike, ethereal, and seemingly real oceanic world above the sea of fire.

Whoosh—the vast blue ocean was boundless, with waves rising and falling, and constant surges of surf.

Chiyang Wang, having suffered the sneak attack of the Longyin Bell, regained his senses in an instant, only to find himself appearing above a vast blue ocean.

The water ripples beneath his feet naturally gathered into halos of different sizes, inside which were strange patterns of all shapes and sizes, possessing a unique Dao Rhyme; the slightest movement brought the sound of crashing waves.

Moonlight spilled down and fell upon him, carrying an indescribable suppression; he immediately circulated his energy to purge the power that had invaded his body.

Scanning the entire space, he looked carefully and saw nothing but countless clusters of halos. The patterns collided, outlined by Yin and Yang, deriving hexagrams, as vast as the starry sky, with no bottom in sight.

Empty and wondrous, wondrous and mysterious.

Dreamlike and ethereal, seemingly real and illusory.

Looking at Fang Longye, who had appeared in the void while still maintaining his thousand-zhang Golden Crow form, he asked, "Illusion Realm?"

"The Yaowang has a keen eye!"

Thousands of divine dragons appeared out of thin air in the water and sky, flying and swimming, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws at him.

Moonlight spilled down, transforming into thousands of moonlight divine beings, in squads of twelve, clad in armor and holding weapons, revealing killing intent toward him.

Fang Longye raised the Longyin Bell and pressed it downward, "Yaowang, have a safe journey!" The "Golden Crow" shrieked and spread its wings, ten thousand bright flames rising around it, carrying the momentum of a desperate gamble as it flew upward to fight to the death.

The two collided, stirring up a scorching brilliance that masked everything...

A long time later.

Above the ocean.

Fang Longye sat cross-legged, coughing up blood, and swallowed a crystal-clear Lotus Seed; an incomparably pure power surged into his body, and his injuries improved rapidly.

Within the clear light of the celebration cloud above his head, a Seven-Orifice Exquisite Heart spat out divine brilliance. Thousands of seal characters danced, Dao Rhyme arose, and surged toward his primordial spirit. Endless insights sprouted, turning into drops of essence that enriched his foundation.

Withdrawing the seven-colored mist, Fang Longye opened his eyes, divine light piercing through.

"As expected, the dying struggle of a cultivator on the verge of the Golden Immortal Realm cannot be underestimated."

He then smiled, "However, it was also because I wanted to leave him a glimmer of life so that I could absorb his entire fortune for my own use; otherwise, I would not have been injured."

He reached out and touched the Green Lotus Dao Mark between his brows, sighing, "I wonder when this Pure Lotus divine ability will be able to absorb the fortune of dead objects, instead of being limited to living beings."

Compared to whether he could create an avatar or not, he would rather use the function of this divine ability to create avatars to exchange for the ability to absorb the fortune of all things.

Currently, this divine ability could only be used on living beings; although it was already very powerful, it ultimately had many inconveniences.

As for why he did not refine this Chiyang Wang into an avatar, it was truly because it would not be of much use.

This Chiyang Wang is already at the level of a perfected True Immortal; there is no room for further progress. As for using his identity to act, there are too many people in this Beiju Luzhou who could see through it; it is meaningless.

Furthermore, compared to him being alive, Fang Longye needs the death of this Chiyang Wang more to promote his own reputation, so as to pave the way for his future Yaofang plan.

No one would be so naive as to think that one can just open a Yaofang and expect it to run, right?

Opening a Yaofang requires reputation. There are many Yaofang in Beiju Luzhou; without reputation, where would you get customers? What kind of reputation? It is the reputation of having many rare treasures in your hands.

And for this reputation, the most direct and effective method is to prove your strength.

In this world, strength is everything.

As long as you have strength, you will inevitably be able to collect a large number of treasures.

Who would believe you if you just bragged about your own power and wealth?

People will only believe that a strong person will never lack treasures. Because as long as you are strong enough, you can scrape together enough treasures just by plundering.

Relying solely on the demon kings around Cangmang Mountain who know his strength is not enough to support the operation of a Yaofang, nor can it satisfy Fang Longye's needs.

Because they are too close; can Fang Longye not send his subordinates to plunder the treasures that those demon kings can collect?

What he needs is not just high-level treasures; low-level treasures are equally useful to him.

Besides being able to use quantity to make up for quality and using his Golden Finger to exchange for higher-level treasures without suffering a loss, he can also receive rewards from heaven and earth when trading different resources from other worlds.

This requires more diverse types of treasures to "boost performance."

In short, in order to reach the goal of opening a Yaofang sooner, promoting his own prestige is indispensable.

Moreover, just like in the mundane world, in the cultivation world, reputation is also a form of power, or a means to enhance one's fortune.

Do not think that immortals, gods, demons, and Buddhist figures do not contend for fame and profit.

Putting aside these thoughts, he touched the various Spirit Treasures of Chiyang Wang in his hands, beaming with joy. He is worthy of being a demon king who dominates a region; this family fortune is quite substantial.

Especially that Daoist temple he operated for a long time; there are quite a few treasures left behind, which must not be missed.

The volcano below is not his Daoist temple, just a place for daily cultivation.

Hmm, must go as soon as possible.

He still understands the principle of cutting weeds and eliminating the roots.

He immediately retracted this Illusion Realm divine ability.

The vast ocean receded, the Mingyue sank, and finally dissipated, revealing his figure once again.

The demon immortals who had been watching from the surroundings finally saw the appearance of this person who had fought with Chiyang Wang.

"Chiyang Wang did not appear! Chiyang Wang was actually killed by this person of unknown origin?"

"No mistake, look at the weapons and Spirit Treasures of Chiyang Wang that this person has collected."

"So it is him; no wonder he could fight with Chiyang Wang for so long and finally kill him directly~" A sharp-eyed True Immortal demon king saw Fang Longye's face and suddenly realized.

"Who is it?"

"I went to Yuyang Yaofang not long ago because of the Yuyang Dharma Assembly, and I witnessed this person fight to a draw with Yurong Wang."

"No wonder he could kill Chiyang Wang! This Yurong Wang is much stronger than Chiyang Wang. Chiyang Wang only has some prestige among us, while Yurong Wang now has a bit of a reputation throughout the entire Beiju Luzhou."

For a time, the surrounding demon immortals discussed among themselves, casting gazes of awe toward Fang Longye.

The second chapter for today~

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