Chapter 383

In an instant, all the young disciples fell silent.

They knew their lives hung by a thread—if they slipped up even slightly, they would truly die.

"You still haven't bowed again to your senior brother. Having him as your senior brother is truly your fortune."

Just then, Li Ruoyu spoke.

"Bow… bow to Senior Brother."

"We humbly pay homage to Senior Brother. Senior Brother's divine powers are boundless, his magic power infinite; to meet Senior Brother is the blessing of millennia of cultivation."

"Senior Brother shares celestial fortune, his magic power limitless—truly worthy of reverence!"

Instantly, the disciples seemed to realize something and began lavishing praise.

"Hmm. As disciples of Zhuofeng, you must work hard and never bring shame to Zhuofeng's name."

Fang Yu smiled and spoke.

He reached out with a giant hand, seized the several divine thunderbolts in the void, and swallowed them whole.

The taste was crisp and crunchy.

Fang Yu's face wore a pleased expression, as if savoring the flavor of the divine thunder.

Gulp.

"What the hell?"

"What? Senior Brother actually swallowed the divine thunder? How incredibly strong is his physical body?"

"Is he even human? Even the ancient beast Kunpeng probably couldn't do this."

"Could those thunderbolts just now have been fake? Did he trick us? Who could swallow divine thunder without their five viscera exploding instantly?"

"Impossible! This is impossible! Divine thunder—that's divine thunder! How could anyone swallow it directly? I can't even imagine how this happened."

All the disciples stood stunned, their worldview and sense of reality crumbling—but they had a feeling: the divine thunder was real, and Fang Yu, Senior Brother, had truly swallowed it.

That meant Fang Yu, Senior Brother, was truly terrifyingly strong.

"I am Hua Qingming, paying homage to Senior Brother!"

The lead blue-robed youth trembled all over, roaring as he bowed deeply to Fang Yu.

The other disciples, hearing Hua Qingming bow, bowed even more fervently.

In an instant, the entire Zhuofeng was filled with harmony among brothers—a true model of Yutaixuan Sect.

"With this, there should be no more junior disciples coveting Senior Brother's position, scheming, or internal strife."

Fang Yu won their hearts at once, left the main hall, and arrived at Zhuofeng.

After many days, returning to Zhuofeng stirred some emotion in him.

His gaze swept over Zhuofeng, where now several palaces had been built, housing disciples who had come from other main peaks of Yutaixuan Sect, drawn by the news that Zhuofeng's lineage had been reawakened.

The earlier blue-robed youth was named Hua Qingming, originally from Xing Peak, the main peak of Yutaixuan Sect.

The founding ancestor of Yutaixuan Sect was a cultivator of the Hua clan; in Yutaixuan history, half of all Zhang Sect leaders came from Xing Peak, and half of those were surnamed Hua. Thus, the Hua clan held decisive influence in Yutaixuan Sect. Though powerful, no one felt this was excessive—on the contrary, they believed it was only right.

"Hua."

Fang Yu pondered the surname. Yuhua Sect also had a Hua—Hua Tiandu. In the Heavenly Realm's Yuhua Sect, the Hua family was even more numerous, dominating half the realm.

In fact, Yuhua Sect itself was founded by a heavenly monarch surnamed Hua—Hua Tianjun.

The situation here was surprisingly similar.

But Fang Yu would not resent the Hua clan here because of the Hua clan in the Eternal Life Realm—that was a different matter.

Fang Yu pondered his next steps.

One reason he had personally descended into the Shrouding Heaven Realm was the seven dragon eggs and one Kunpeng egg—these eight giants required boundless energy to hatch or evolve.

He couldn't possibly supply that much Xu Yuan Qi to them—what would become of his own cultivation?

But the Shrouding Heaven Realm had one advantage: the fires of the Fire Domain were inexhaustible.

The fires of the Fire Domain burned perpetually—nothing could better hatch these eggs.

He must go to the Fire Domain and try to hatch these eggs.

Of course, the Kunpeng egg was out of the question—the dragon eggs, however, were feasible.

Just as Fang Yu prepared to leave, Hua Qingming, in his blue robes, approached respectfully from nearby.

"Senior Brother, do you have time to attend a banquet?"