Chapter 507: A Pair of Dao Artifacts: the Sun and Moon Essence Wheels!

This ancient ruin is filled with many dangers; the several Imperial Princes who just arrived were all experts of the 5th Stage of Divine Abilities and Heavenly Man Realm, yet they were directly swallowed by those blood shadows, dying violently.

The Great Xuan Empire lost several Imperial Princes outright.

"This place is perilous, Thirteenth Brother, Friend Yuqing—be extremely cautious!"

Prince of the Blood Yi wore a solemn expression; invisible sword qi erupted from his body, slicing through wave after wave of blood shadows as he advanced.

This expert, who had cultivated to the 9th Stage of Divine Abilities and the Heavenly Law Manifestation Realm, still had the strength to fight against the eerie, ominous forces scattered throughout the void.

Fang Yu was also observing the surrounding ominous forces; though somewhat troublesome, they were not a major threat.

He had cultivated too many Great Dao Techniques—Great Five Elements Art, Great Star Art, Great Primordial Art—all ranked among the top ten Great Dao Techniques; merely activating them slightly could suppress his own body and shield him from eerie curses.

Likewise, Great Consumption Art, Great Cutting Art, Great Slaughter Art from the Three Thousand Great Dao Techniques also resisted the curses scattered throughout the void.

Thus, Fang Yu walked calmly forward.

Suddenly, he reached out and seized a scroll of scripture from a wall.

"Hm? What script is this? I can't seem to understand it."

Fang Yu's divine sense focused on the scroll; the characters on it radiated an ancient aura, resembling insect script—yet even with his knowledge, he did not recognize them.

This was somewhat embarrassing.

It could be guessed that the scroll likely contained a cultivation technique, but without knowing the script, the scripture lay before him, useless.

"Friend Yuqing has made another discovery?"

Prince of the Blood Yi watched with envy, but he knew this demonic cultivator's nature—he had already agreed that all treasures belonged to the worthy, so he could not now renege on his word.

"Break open!"

Tens of thousands of invisible sword qi erupted; Prince of the Blood Yi finally unleashed his full might, shattering the cave wall nearby and revealing the treasure within.

Inside the wall was a niche, holding an ancient, simple sword—clearly of great value.

Prince of the Blood Yi's face lit up with joy; his magic power formed a giant hand and rushed to seize it.

Suddenly, the sword flashed with light, and a wave of radiance spread outward.

Boom—

Terrifying Divine Abilities erupted here; Prince of the Blood Yi unleashed his full might and immediately suppressed the sword, sealing it within his own sword array to refine it slowly later.

"Finally obtained a treasure."

Prince of the Blood Yi felt elated, about to speak, when he saw the Yuqing Daoist nearby reach into another hidden niche and retrieve a longbow.

The longbow was ancient in appearance, its body forged from peculiar blood-patterned wood, lacking a bowstring—but its appearance seemed superior to his own sword, yet it had fallen into the Yuqing Daoist's hands.

Prince of the Blood Yi felt a pang of pain, yet knew now was not the time for internal strife.

This ancient ruin still held many treasures unexplored.

"So this is the ruin left behind by an ancient sect that cultivated the Path of Curses."

When Fang Yu seized the blood-patterned longbow, he immediately infused it with his magic power to refine it, gaining a piece of knowledge.

The Three Thousand Great Dao: Great Curse Art. This ancient sect inherited the legendary Great Curse Art and founded the renowned Wan Zou Dao Sect in antiquity, boasting countless experts, each disciple specializing in curse techniques—killing without ever meeting the enemy, often requiring only a faint trace of spiritual energy.

Seeing a strand of hair or a drop of blood, they could slay enemies from unimaginable distances.

Thus, though Wan Zou Dao Sect flourished immensely, it was besieged by the ancient sects; after many great battles, the sect was erased, with only a few escaping, becoming remnants in the eyes of the ancient sects.

The ruin discovered by the Great Xuan Empire is precisely the remnant left behind by the ancient Wan Zou Dao Sect's survivors; though these "remnants" later changed their identities, they gradually declined until becoming the ruin before us.

The blood-patterned longbow now held in Fang Yu's hand is of Low-Grade Dao Artifact caliber.

Traveling outside and acquiring a Low-Grade Dao Artifact is already very good; though Fang Yu currently possesses a High-Grade Dao Artifact—the Li Huo Divine Furnace, a Mid-Grade Dao Artifact—the Cangqiong Break-Spirit Spear, and a Low-Grade Dao Artifact—the Xuantian Suppress-Demon Tower, three Dao Artifacts in total, Dao Artifacts remain highly valuable to him.

Especially since this blood-patterned bow contains traces of the Great Curse Art's legacy; Fang Yu is very interested in obtaining the Three Thousand Great Dao: Great Curse Art.

"Damn it, damn it! Where did this Yuqing Daoist come from, to have obtained that divine bow!"

"We must kill him—we can no longer tolerate it. So many benefits have fallen into his hands; he deserves death tenfold."

"Prepare to strike—I sense stronger curse energy farther away. We'll act then!"

Six black-robed Divine Kings followed behind Prince of War, outwardly appearing to struggle desperately, yet their inner killing intent flowed freely; within their bodies, Great Dao currents circulated, absorbing the surrounding curse energy.

They could no longer tolerate all these benefits being seized by Fang Yu alone—they must exterminate Fang Yu.

At that moment, a howling sound rose from beneath the earth.

The next instant, everyone saw torrents of black wind sweeping across the heavens, surging upward; wherever it passed, all turned to darkness.

This black wind carried endless curse energy; even before it drew near, it raised goosebumps on the skin.

"Go!"

At that moment, Prince of the Blood Yi's face turned pale; instantly, he merged with his sword and vanished without a trace.

"Now is the time!"

The six black-robed Divine Kings' gazes snapped to Fang Yu, ready to unleash their full power and annihilate him.

At that very moment, Fang Yu's face twisted into a strange smile; a divine furnace suddenly appeared in the heavens, instantly engulfing the six black-robed men, then piercing through the wall and teleporting away.

"What?"

The six black-robed Divine Kings, moments from killing Fang Yu, suddenly found themselves trapped in an unknown space; yet Master Da Xia showed no panic—instead, he sneered:

"Boy, you dare to strike at us? Don't think we didn't sense your killing intent. Even if you've trapped us, what use is it? Give me—"

Before Master Da Xia could finish, he saw a Golden Core suddenly appear in the void.

What kind of Golden Core was this?

This Golden Core contained ninety-nine Divine Abilities; boundless Great Dao principles and exquisite techniques flowed upon it—especially the central Five Emperor Canopy, upon which sat ten Emperors.

"A Golden Core formed from ninety-nine Divine Abilities—Great Five Elements Art, Great Primordial Art, Great Slaughter Art… you're Fang Yu?"

In that instant, the six Divine Kings could hardly believe it—the insignificant target they meant to kill was none other than Fang Yu, a Golden Core expert who had cultivated ninety-nine Divine Abilities; each roared and prepared to launch their most ferocious assault.

But Fang Yu would not allow it; to avoid any delay, he unleashed his most violent technique immediately—activating the Golden Core within, burning his magic power into fuel, and within the Li Huo Divine Furnace, he instantly manifested six shadows, each radiating "yi"-level power, striking the six Divine Kings!

"Yi"-level power!

This is the immense power possessed only by ancient titans of the Longevity Secret Realm.

In other words, at this moment, the Six Divine Kings simultaneously endured a strike from an ancient titan of the Longevity Secret Realm.

"Damn! Damn it!"

Mr. Daxia roared continuously, and in the blink of an eye, he unleashed a punch to directly meet Fang Yu's fist.

At this moment, his body had transformed into that of a divine race, his skin like armor, radiating a noble hue.

Yet even as Divine Kings, they could not withstand Fang Yu's magic power attacks—such attacks were simply too terrifying, too powerful, impossibly strong.

Pop!

The bodies of the Six Divine Kings shattered piece by piece, like porcelain, oozing torrents of blood that were absorbed by the Li Huo Divine Furnace, transforming into its power.

The Six Divine Clan Divine Kings could not even block Fang Yu's single punch.

Yet they had not yet died.

Especially the Yamato Divine King and the Daxia Divine King—beside each, a blade-wheel like the sun appeared, radiating brilliant light, lightning dancing swiftly, spinning at high speed as blade rays flickered in and out; beside the other, a blade-wheel like the moon emerged.

Crescent-shaped, also spinning, stretching hundreds of zhang in every direction, merging with the solar blade-light to directly assault Fang Yu's physical body.

"Two Dao Artifacts—one solar, one lunar—a pair of mid-grade Dao Artifacts: the Sun-Moon Essence Wheels."

Fang Yu instantly recognized that the Dao Artifacts these two Divine Kings had summoned were mid-grade Dao Artifacts—and indeed a matched pair.

These two Dao Artifacts, called the "Sun-Moon Essence Wheels," possessed vast divine abilities and boundless magic power; when combined, they could indeed generate a force capable of overturning heaven and earth.

Fang Yu could even see within the Sun Essence Wheel a man clad entirely in golden robes, supremely arrogant, like a deity of the Nine Heavens.

And within the Moon Essence Wheel, there was also a spirit—the spirit of a woman, icy and cold, her entire form shimmering with lunar radiance.

Clearly, these were the spirits of the two mid-grade Dao Artifacts.