Chapter 131: General Meets General, Soldier Meets Soldier

With fire-attribute treasures, Fang Yu's cultivation could continue.

He unleashed the true qi of the Seven-Repair Azure Flames, wrapping these few fire-attribute treasures and beginning to refine them.

He could even split his attention a hundred ways, using magic power to sweep in nearby aged herbs and treasures.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo watched from the side, full of envy.

Originally, for disciples like them going out to train, obtaining a single herb was no easy matter. First, herbs grow in the jungle and might be invisible to the eye; second, some herbs are guarded by savage beasts or poisonous insects, so to obtain them one had to either slay those beasts or drive them away.

But this Brother Fang was something else—sitting here cultivating, his spirit could scan the entire surroundings, clearly seeing even herbs tucked into the tiniest nooks and crannies.

Seeing them clearly was one thing, but with a casual beckoning gesture, the herbs actually flew over on their own. This convenience in gathering herbs made them extremely envious.

Is this the convenience and joy that comes after cultivation?

Still, both Ye Fan and Pang Bo were deeply grateful to this Brother Fang.

Because when this Brother Fang ate the meat, they could drink the soup—or even eat the meat themselves.

Take the meat of the Fire-Wing Ox before them, for example—it was a great tonic.

Every bite of meat contained extremely dense life essence, greatly aiding in opening the Bitter Sea.

If not for Brother Fang's intervention, anyone else probably wouldn't have been able to kill this Fire-Wing Ox.

Now that they had obtained the Fire-Wing Ox's flesh and blood, the benefits were immense.

Ye Fan's strength was rising rapidly. The Desolate Ancient Sacred Body feared no influx of any kind of energy, so even after eating many pieces of the Fire-Wing Ox's flesh and blood, he still didn't feel full.

The abundant life energy entering his body was refined by him, and immediately the golden particles opened within his Bitter Sea multiplied.

His strength was advancing by leaps and bounds.

Bitter Sea, Life Spring, Divine Bridge, Other Shore.

Ye Fan had a feeling that if he kept cultivating like this, he might even reach the Realm of the Life Spring.

As for Pang Bo, his life constitution was not the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body. Unless he obtained a great fortuitous encounter, he would only be left far behind by Ye Fan.

Of course, if that fortuitous encounter was being possessed by the grandson of the Green Emperor, Pang Bo probably wouldn't want it.

The three of them cultivated individually here.

"Elder Han is truly a good person—my strength has reached the power of four hundred Dark-Yellow Stallions."

As one treasure after another was refined by Fang Yu, his magic power kept rising. By now, his magic power had reached the power of four hundred Dark-Yellow Stallions.

At this moment, with a casual movement, true qi surged out of his body and transformed into a sheet of azure flames, dyeing the entire region green. A terrifying aura of high temperature permeated the void, as if even a tiny drop of true qi falling could burn all the ancient trees in this area to ashes.

"Four hundred Dark-Yellow Stallions of power—at this rate, it won't be long before I can completely step into the 2nd Stage of Divine Abilities True Qi Realm."

Fang Yu sensed his own state. After absorbing heaven-gifted treasures, his magic power had continuously evolved from the level of magic power into true qi.

True qi flowed—form, substance, condensed and undispersed—its might even greater.

Fang Yu stood up, his gaze looking into the distance.

Although he had not yet fully stepped into the 2nd Stage of Divine Abilities True Qi Realm this time, his cultivation speed was already quite fast. It had been less than a month since he stepped into the Magical Power Realm, and he was about to enter the True Qi Realm.

For anyone else, stepping into the True Qi Realm might take decades.

"Ye Fan, Pang Bo, do you want to go deeper?"

Fang Yu spoke.

"Since we're here, seeing more is good too, but we shouldn't be too reckless."

Ye Fan and Pang Bo exchanged a glance, and Ye Fan spoke.

"Good."

Fang Yu rose, stepping into the void. A wisp of true qi wrapped around Ye Fan and Pang Bo, carrying them along in flight.

The two were both a little excited—this was their second time flying. The last time they flew was when Weiwei of the Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven had carried them.

The few of them sped like lightning, cutting across the void, and soon arrived at the depths of the ruins.

Ahead lay many ancient building complexes, densely packed. Though half-collapsed and reduced to ruins, one could imagine their former grandeur.

These endless ancient building complexes encircled a volcano. There, firelight shot into the sky, and within the ring-shaped crater, rolling lava boiled. Though it didn't overflow, it still looked rather terrifying, burning half the sky red.

The boiling lava surged ceaselessly, and a magnificent ancient palace, crystalline throughout, bobbed up and down, occasionally emerging.

"Boom—"

A muffled sound rang out—it came from the ancient palace bobbing in the lava. Its aura was terrifying, streams of divine radiance flowed around it, and a sense of the passage of time permeated the air.

Among the ancient building complexes beneath the volcano, a divine bird five meters long, its entire body gleaming with golden light, had streaks of lightning coiling around it.

This was the overlord of this region—the Lightning Bird. Elder Wu Qingfeng had once said that even he would have to give it a wide berth should he encounter it.

That Lightning Bird held sole dominion over that building district; no creature dared approach.

"Too bad it's not something like a Fire Spirit Bird."

Fang Yu's gaze also fell on the Lightning Bird. He paid no heed to such a fierce bird—with a treasure like the Seven-Fiend Gourd protecting his body, he didn't think the Lightning Bird could harm him.

Still, this was ultimately the territory of a generation's Demon Emperor. Arriving here and then slaughtering every demon race to the last wouldn't be quite right either.

Fang Yu's gaze noted the fierce birds there—a centipede with silver wings, as thick as an arm and two meters long, as if cast in white silver.

It occupied that stretch of ruins, and no other creature dared approach.

There was also a fierce beast with the body of a python-ox and the head of a lion, over ten meters tall, standing in the ruins like a small hill, also claiming its own territory.

There was also a burly man whose arms were covered in scales and who could already take human form—clearly an outstanding figure among the demon race.

Fang Yu had no concept of what realm a demon race member of this world needed to reach to take human form, but in the Eternal Life Realm, it seemed the Divine Ability Secret Realm was sufficient.

A burly man, a golden-haired girl, and a giant serpent with horns on its head and sharp claws beneath its belly—utterly beyond the category of serpent, already counted as the legendary Jiao.

A serpent ascends to become a Jiao; a Jiao ascends to become a Dragon.

Such were the rules in the Eternal Life Realm. In this world of the Shrouding Heaven Realm, there seemed to be no record of any Jiao ascending into a true Dragon.

"That seems to be the Sect Master of our Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven."

Ye Fan's gaze turned to another direction, and he saw an elder he had met once before—the Sect Master of the Spirit Ruins Cave Heaven.

Beside him stood four old men with white hair and white beards, apparently Grand Elders of the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven.

The seating was arranged strictly by cultivation rank, and a group of Elders of the Spirit Ruins Grotto-Heaven sat below the volcano.

Soldier against soldier, general against general, Sect Master against Sect Master.

Their purpose was identical — all of them had come for the ancient palace within the lava.

"The Green Emperor's tomb…"