Chapter 439

Jiang Shenwang parted the heavens with one hand—a technique that defied the Dao.

Even if multiple Holy Masters attacked, they could not break through this terrifying heavens.

Yet Fang Yu had seen much and understood many killing arts, especially the Yu Sect's method he had witnessed from the Old Madman, which shared a similar essence with severing the heavens.

At this moment, with one hand wielding a killing art and the other the Yu Sect's method, he truly managed to strike Jiang Shenwang with the killing art.

As Fang Yu's killing art closed in and struck, Jiang Shenwang's face showed admiration; from Fang Yu's attacks, he sensed countless terrifying Great Dao abilities: slashing and cutting through all, annihilating everything, invincible slaughter, vast starlight, invincible Five Phases, wind and fire calamities, and even a single flick of sword qi that shattered eternity.

These abilities gradually coalesced into terrifying killing techniques.

Each of these abilities, if spread abroad, would be enough to found a great Men Sect—but for one person to master them all was truly inconceivable.

Jiang Shenwang immediately moved his body, grasped with a giant hand, and boundless divine power surged forth to block these magic power attacks.

Though the abilities were excellent, his realm was still too low to fully unleash their supreme power, so Jiang Shenwang broke all methods with sheer force, erasing these abilities.

He stepped forward but ceased using attacking arts, halting instead.

"You now possess enough abilities; each one, if mastered to its extreme, can unleash unimaginable power. But what you now need to cultivate is your will—should your will strengthen further, the abilities you hold will manifest far greater power."

Jiang Shenwang sat in empty space, speaking to Fang Yu.

"Will?"

Fang Yu's heart stirred.

He certainly possessed will—if he had none, he could never have broken through the Divine Ability Secret Realm.

"The will I speak of is forged in the crucible of life-and-death combat, something that can only be tempered in the face of death. I was trapped in Zishan for four thousand years, every day teetering between life and death; without fighting for survival, I would not have grown strong."

Seeing Fang Yu's thoughtful expression, Jiang Shenwang recounted his own story, then shifted tone to continue his critique. "You are an unparalleled genius, a genius among geniuses—too many rare encounters, too many powerful abilities, too many hidden cards; you've almost never faced life-or-death peril. This is your strength, yet it also prevents your will from being tempered. If your will strengthens, even one ability in your hands could unleash twice its power—or more."

"Is that so."

Fang Yu found Jiang Shenwang's assessment deeply reasonable; since he began cultivating, he had rarely faced life-or-death peril—he had backing, rare encounters, and had cultivated countless Dao arts and abilities; his magic power was five hundred times greater than others at the same realm, and even against a 7th Stage of Divine Abilities Golden Core Realm, he could instantly kill—truly invincible.

Under such circumstances, seeking to temper his will through life-or-death trials was indeed a challenge.

At this moment, he recalled the classification of spiritual will in the Holy King Era: basic level, then extraordinary level, shocking level, terrifying level, supreme level, infinite level, and non-non level.

Leaving aside the terrifying, abstruse infinite and non-non levels, even the extraordinary level of will was likely beyond his current realm.

Most unparalleled geniuses possessed only basic-level spiritual will and could never reach extraordinary level.

"If that is so, then please, Shenwang, temper me thoroughly."

Fang Yu spoke, his mind set.

"I will indeed train you, but not today—tomorrow."

Jiang Shenwang nodded, then smiled. "Your attacking arts are not to be ignored by anyone."

"Good."

Fang Yu nodded.

He continued pondering in empty space, deducing and evolving countless variations using the Dou Zi Mi and the Original True Interpretation.

Jiang Shenwang sat in meditation within empty space; though recently freed, his Divine King origin had only partially recovered, and blocking Fang Yu's attacking arts had exacted a cost, draining some of his origin.

After a night of battle, rest was needed.

Jiang Shenwang was deeply impressed by Fang Yu's healing methods; trapped in Zishan for four thousand years, restoring his origin had seemed impossible—he had assumed recovery after escape would be equally difficult—yet Fang Yu had restored him with just a few gestures.

That wood-and-water qi was of astonishingly high quality, its healing effect marvelously rare.

"Among the current generation, he stands as a champion—and even among the elder generation..."

Jiang Shenwang praised.

In the following days, Fang Yu truly engaged in fierce combat with Jiang Shenwang; the Divine King's power gradually revived, and the force he exerted upon Fang Yu grew ever stronger.

This accomplished Divine King moved with invincible might; a single gesture summoned the power of star rivers, a single clench drew forth the sun and moon's seals rolling forward.

Jiang Shenwang stood within the star river, pushing the sun and moon; a single point could crush empty space, a single sweep could open a heavenly chasm, draining Fang Yu's magic power into it.

At this realm and power, he had reached the level of a Longevity Secret Realm giant; every movement could deliver fatal harm to Fang Yu.

Under such training, Fang Yu truly fought for his life, unleashing countless abilities, fully driving his spiritual force and magic power, forging waves of spiritual fire, even opening his fifth brain.

In every gesture, his internal magic power and abilities responded as if guided by his own limbs—though still difficult, his gains were immense.

Such circumstances were nearly impossible to find even in the Eternal Life Realm, for in the Eternal Life Realm, Longevity Secret Realm giants had no time to guide disciples at the 5th Stage of Divine Abilities; Wan Shou realm eternal giants sought to break into the Immortal Body realm; Immortal Body realm cultivators sought to break into the Heaven Cavity realm; Heaven Cavity realm cultivators spent vast time mastering the laws of time to reach the Cosmic Light realm; and Cosmic Light realm cultivators spent even more time comprehending the truth of creation to become true gods of the mortal world.

With a single gesture, they created all beings.

They had no time to guide their disciples.

Even the senior Elders of Yuhua Sect, who had opened the Xianjiezhi Sect and could refine pure yang Xu Yuan Qi into Pure Yang Pills or Nascent Soul Pills, utterly ignored disciples of the Yuneiwai Sect—so the outer disciples of Yuhua Sect could only consume Essence Pills and Grain Grain Bigu Pills.

Now, in the Shrouding Heaven Realm, Jiang Shenwang, still recovering his origin and not yet rushing to the Jiang family of the North, had ample time to guide Fang Yu—this was an immense blessing.

In just a few days, Jiang Shenwang guided Fang Yu, imposing immense pressure, allowing Fang Yu to truly experience what life-or-death peril meant.

Life-or-death peril, as long as one does not die, yields gains.

In these same days, Ye Fan completed his comprehension of the most basic portions of the Source Heaven Book and summoned two youths from the village to gamble for sources.

"Looks like they're about to stir up some trouble again."

Fang Yu and Jiang Shenwang still sat in empty space, having just finished combat, cultivating in the high air.

Fang Yu's gaze turned toward the distance, where Ye Fan led two village youths to gamble for sources.

Fang Yu found source-gambling boring—he had long passed that stage.

Even spending time gambling for thousands of catties of source would do little for his cultivation base.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Fang Yu sensed a change within his space magic treasure.

At that moment, Jiang Shenwang's gaze also turned toward him, as if sensing something too.

Hummmmm.

An ancient celestial dragon egg cracked open, revealing itself.

Fang Yu reached out with a giant hand and pulled the newly born ancient celestial dragon pup right before him, its face showing affection toward Fang Yu.

Fang Yu nourished the ancient celestial dragon pup with magic power, linking his spirit with its own; now that this ancient celestial dragon pup had been born, it was as if it were his son.

Second son.

As Fang Yu contemplated "second son," he reached out with a giant hand and pulled out the first son—the other ancient celestial dragon pup.

"What?"

Even though Jiang Shenwang already knew Fang Yu possessed many secrets and had grown accustomed to his extraordinary feats, he was still stunned upon seeing these two ancient celestial dragon pups.

"They are..."

Jiang Shenwang stepped forward, arriving before the two ancient celestial dragon pups, his eyes sharp as he scrutinized them, especially the newly born one.

The ancient celestial dragon pup seemed somewhat shy and slapped Jiang Shenwang.

A single claw struck out, wielding fifty million jin of divine strength.