Chapter 353

The Nine Yin, Nine Yang, and Demon God's palms were all severed by a single sword strike from the Sect Master.

"Good opportunity, strike!"

Seeing this, Fang Yu exchanged thoughts with Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Qingxue, West West West West Jialan, and the others. Immediately, the group's magic power flowed, surging into the Thunder Emperor's Edict. Suddenly, a massive thunderous hand rose from the Edict, instantly piercing the void and grabbing at one of the severed palms.

It was the Demon God's severed hand, the size of a palm-leaf fan, large enough to wrap around a person's head. Its nails were pitch black, shimmering with an eerie luster; each nail was sharper than many magic treasures.

In particular, the power contained within was immense; a single nail was nearly equivalent to a master of the Celestial Realm, possessing the strength of ten thousand horses—truly terrifying.

This was the Demon God's palm, just severed by the Instant Kill Great Art.

The palm of an Eternal Giant of the Longevity Realm!

If obtained, there would be many benefits; after all, who could ever use the palm of a Longevity Realm expert to refine elixirs?

This was a heaven-sent opportunity.

Fang Yu's power combined with the others, driving the Thunder Emperor's Edict. The Edict's might increased significantly, and that massive hand, containing the strength of millions, gripped the Demon God's palm tightly in a split second and brought it back.

The Profound Heaven Demon-Suppressing Tower flew from Fang Yu's hand, suppressing the severed palm.

The Demon-Suppressing Tower had actually directly suppressed one of the Demon God's hands.

"Damn it, you things of the Supernatural Realm actually dare to suppress my palm? You are truly bold, seeking to grind the mortal world into dust!"

The Demon God seemed enraged, spitting out a series of true mantras from its mouth. They were twisted, ancient demonic scripts that shifted at will. A massive demonic aura surged up—cruel, fierce, and violent, as if all the malevolent things in heaven and earth were gathering to turn this place into a kingdom of demons.

The demons descended upon the world, seeking to destroy the mortal realm.

"Why, are you not leaving yet? Planning to stay here? If so, then don't blame me."

Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu, the Sect Master of the Ascension Sect, saw Fang Yu and the others suppressing the Demon God's palm and nodded. He would certainly not fight his disciples over this small benefit.

However, seeing the Demon God humiliated and enraged, seemingly ready to fight to the death, the Sect Master's expression darkened, and a mirror appeared in his hand.

This mirror was made of bronze, engraved with dragon and phoenix emblems and ancient tadpole scripts, possessing countless mysteries. When Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu activated it, a beam of light flowed from the mirror. Wherever it passed, any demonic aura emitted by the Demon God was purified; even the Demon God itself was on the verge of being purified, directly turning to ash.

"The Heavenly Emperor Mirror?"

"Run!"

"Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu is already invincible!"

Upon seeing this mirror, the Nine Yin Demon God spat out the name "Heavenly Emperor Mirror." Their faces were filled with immense shock and fear. Without any hesitation, they immediately tore through the void and fled the scene.

If they didn't leave now, they would truly be left behind.

"Lady Heavenly Silkworm, are you not leaving either?"

Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu activated the Heavenly Emperor Mirror, causing the three Longevity Realm giants to retreat in the face of difficulty. As his mirror light turned and shone upon a certain spot, the space there shattered, revealing a hidden little girl.

This little girl wore her hair in pigtails, looking like a silkworm larva. Yet, the aura she emitted was that of an Eternal Giant of the Longevity Realm. Every moment, she communicated with the spiritual energy of the Immortal World, capable of exerting the power of billions with a mere gesture.

Who could have imagined that this little girl was actually the Sect Master of the Heavenly Silkworm Sect, one of the five Demon Sects—Lady Heavenly Silkworm.

"Giggle, giggle, Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu, you really hide yourself deep. I remember thousands of years ago you were only at the Undying Body realm, yet now you have reached the fifth level of Longevity, the Creation Realm. Fast, truly fast. You even obtained the Heavenly Emperor Mirror; it seems the Ascension Sect's status can now rank third among the Immortal sects. Of course, I am no match for you; I was just passing by this time."

Lady Heavenly Silkworm, looking like a little girl, emitted a crisp voice, truly like a child.

However, she was clearly an old antique, knowing events from thousands of years ago and Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu's Undying Body realm at that time. Clearly, she had reached the Longevity Realm thousands of years ago, and perhaps even possessed an Undying Body back then.

Lady Heavenly Silkworm was from the same era as Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu.

"In that case, Lady Heavenly Silkworm, please go ahead, or come to my Ascension Sect as a guest; I would be very welcoming."

Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu smiled but did not use the Instant Kill Great Art to slay this Eternal Giant who looked like a little girl.

"I believe in your character, Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu, but I don't believe in those old antiques of yours. If I really went, I wouldn't be able to get out. I shall take my leave."

Lady Heavenly Silkworm giggled, the space around her shattered, and she disappeared without a trace.

"There were actually four Eternal Giants planning to strike at us."

West West West West Jialan watched this scene, realizing that the Demon God, the Nine Yin, and the Nine Yang Demon Gods were the overt threats, while Lady Heavenly Silkworm had been lurking in the shadows, waiting to ambush. But the Sect Master was such an existence that he had directly slain the three Longevity Realm giants with a single sword, leaving the final Lady Heavenly Silkworm with no possibility of striking.

"The Sect Master is truly powerful, but what exactly is that Heavenly Emperor Mirror? Why did all the Eternal Giants retreat and flee the moment it appeared?"

Fang Han's face showed shock as he hurriedly asked.

"I do not know either."

West West West West Jialan shook her head. As one of the five outstanding disciples of the Ascension Sect, she did not know the origin of the Heavenly Emperor Mirror.

"I am not clear either."

Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Qingxue also indicated she did not know.

As for Long Xuan and the other female inner disciples, it went without saying.

"Does Senior Brother Fang Yu know?"

Finally, Fang Han's gaze turned to Fang Yu.

"I do not know either."

Since everyone else didn't know, Fang Yu naturally didn't know either.

Of course, he actually did know.

The Heavenly Emperor Mirror was the supreme treasure of the Heavenly Emperor of the Profound Yellow Great World. It was once a King-grade Immortal Treasure, but during the later Great War of Gods and Men, its grade was knocked down, and it was now at the level of a Supreme Dao Treasure.

In the ancient era, the Profound Yellow Great World produced many masters. Ruling the world at that time were three Emperors: the Heavenly Emperor, the Earth Emperor, and the Human Emperor. The Heavenly Emperor possessed the Heavenly Emperor Mirror, the Earth Emperor held the Earth Emperor Book, and the Human Emperor held the Human Emperor Pen. Each treasure was a King-grade Immortal Treasure with infinite power.

However, as someone who had only been cultivating for a short time, Fang Yu should not know these things; even among the various worlds, there were no such records.

"Back then, the God Race invaded the Profound Yellow Great World. The God Race's great powers cut down the World Tree. The Three Emperors led the masters of the Profound Yellow Great World to fight back, severely wounding the God Race. However, the Three Emperors fell, and their treasures were also knocked down in grade, changing from Immortal Treasures to Dao Treasures. Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu must have obtained the Heavenly Emperor Mirror during his travels, which is why his cultivation improved so quickly."

Inside Fang Han's body, Yan, the artifact spirit of the Yellow Springs Map, an old antique who had lived for many years, was transmitting his voice to Fang Han.

"Correct. Three thousand years ago, I went out traveling and obtained the Heavenly Emperor Mirror. If this mirror had its former power, I could have long since stood on equal footing with the Taiyi Sect. Yan, don't you think so? When the Yellow Springs Great Emperor was at his peak, he didn't launch a large-scale Immortal-Demon War, wasn't it also out of caution for the Taiyi Sect's Immortal Treasure?"

The Sect Master, Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu, spoke to Fang Han. He had actually heard the conversation between Fang Han and Yan.

In the eyes of everyone, a flood dragon flew out from Fang Han's body. It was earthy yellow in color, covered in dragon scales, but its power was very weak, roughly at the level of the Celestial Realm. It hovered in the air, emitting a dragon's roar.

"Old Feng, it's been so many years, your prestige is much greater than it was back then. Tsk tsk, you look even younger too. If you went to the secular world, who knows how many people would be infatuated with you."

Yan, the artifact spirit of the Huang Quan Map, seemed to have known Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu for a long time, calling him "Old Feng" at this moment, which left the disciples of the Feathering Sect staring at each other in bewilderment.

Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu was not angry; he laughed instead. "Seeing an old friend is truly refreshing, but you old dragon, your tongue is still as lazy as it was back then, yet your power is pitifully weak."

"If I weren't injured, you might not be able to throw your weight around in front of me, Old Bai. But the tides turn every thirty years; I have nothing to say. How do you intend to deal with me?"

After a bout of banter, Yan's tone became sharp.

"Hahahaha, hahaha."

Hearing this, Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu burst into long laughter.

"What are you laughing at?"

Yan used his claw to scratch his body, itching.

"I am laughing because you underestimate me, Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu. With the Emperor Mirror in hand, why would I covet you? You follow Fang Han, wanting to cultivate him into the second Great Emperor Huang Quan? Even if you do cultivate him into that, he, Fang Han, is still a member of my Feathering Sect. I believe he is clear about gratitude and grudges, and will still care for the sentiments of my Feathering Sect. Why not let that happen?"

Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu smiled. "As for you, Yan, your power is pitifully weak now. If you wish to recover your strength, I can help you."

"I will recover my strength on my own; I do not need your help."

Yan snorted, seemingly displeased that Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu looked down on him, though he also knew that with the Emperor Mirror in hand, Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu truly had no need for many things. "What Fang Han will be cultivated into in the future is his own decision; I cannot force it. I believe that with his opportunities and fortune, he will certainly be able to help me recover in a short time."

"That is good, then let us wait and see."

Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu smiled and looked at Fang Han again. "Having such a miraculous encounter is yours to keep. My Feathering Sect will not snatch the opportunities of its disciples. You must also learn well from your senior sisters and brothers and cultivate diligently."

"Yes, Sect Master Supreme. This time, I thank you, Sect Master Supreme, for taking action to save me. In the future, I will surely treat the Feathering Sect as my home and make contributions to it."

Fang Han looked at Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu, bowed, and spoke earnestly.

"Good, let us return. This is not a place to stay for long."

Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu nodded, and with his magic power, he wrapped everyone up. In just an instant, they returned to the Feathering Sect.

When the magic power enveloping them dissipated, Fang Yu, Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Qingxue, Fang Han, West West West West Jialan, Long Xuan, and the others saw that they had landed atop the Feathering Heavenly Palace.

Looking down, they saw vast mountain ranges all around. On some peaks, treasures emitted light that pierced the sky, signaling that some inner disciples were refining magic treasures.

As for the Feathering Great City at the very center of the mountains, it remained bustling. Hundreds of thousands of disciples were cultivating within, and every day, countless stories, grievances, and tales of "the tides turning every thirty years, do not bully the young for being poor" unfolded.

No one could predict it, and no one could see through it.

"This matter is now concluded. You should all cultivate well."

After saying this, Feng Feng Feng Feng Feng Baiyu vanished.

Everyone bowed, and then Fang Yu, Fang Fang Fang Fang Fang Qingxue, West West West West Jialan, Fang Han, and the others exchanged glances. Fang Han spoke up.

"I will surely repay the kindness of all my fellow disciples for saving me this time. I invite my senior brothers, senior sisters, and junior sisters to descend upon my Samsara Peak to contemplate the mysteries of the twenty-eight supernatural powers with me."

The eyes of the group brightened.