Chapter 568

Fang Yu had already suppressed the Sun-Moon Essence Wheel within the Chaos Tower, an ancient, primordial-colored pagoda whose spirit was a faceless, sexless entity—neither male nor female, neither old nor young—but utterly obedient to Fang Yu's commands.

The spirit of the Sun-Moon Essence Wheel, imprisoned within the Chaos Tower, could not resist at all, nor could it transmit any information outward.

Fang Yu had also suppressed within the Chaos Tower the magic treasures he seized from killing the three Golden Core disciples of Taiyi Sect at the previous exit—such as the Six-Eyed Seal-God Stele.

"The Three Thousand Great Dao, Great Seal-God Art, Seal-God Xu Yuan Qi."

When Fang Yu suddenly returned from the Manghuang Ji Realm to the Eternal Life Realm, he discovered that if he activated the Great Seal-God Art, six kinds of Xu Yuan Qi would mysteriously emanate from the depths of time and space—these were precisely the Seal-God Xu Yuan Qi; if absorbed into the six viscera, they could condense a "Seal-God Register" within them, similar to the Five Emperors Canopy.

"I must cultivate to the Longevity Secret Realm as soon as possible and re-cultivate my Divine Abilities."

Fang Yu had not infused the Great Seal-God Art into his Golden Core, for according to the rules of the Eternal Life Realm, a Golden Core may contain at most ninety-nine Divine Abilities.

During these days of traveling, he had acquired several Great Dao arts: the Great Universal Salvation Art, the Great Seal-God Art, the End-Time Calamity from the Great Calamity Art, and the Great Cursing Art.

Four Great Dao arts acquired yet unpracticed—truly a regret.

"I wonder how the celestial-demon situation has changed now that the three Golden Core experts of Taiyi Sect are dead?"

Fang Yu pondered his gains and recalled the three Taiyi Sect Golden Core experts he had slain; he was curious whether this had stirred any ripples among the celestial and demon realms.

Yet Fang Yu did not head toward the cities of the Great Xuan Empire to seek news from the Liudao Alliance—he went directly to Yuhua Sect.

Fang Yu had now cultivated half an Immortal Body, assimilated much of the divine power from the Golden Armor God-General of the Manghuang Ji Realm, and could now fly with extraordinary speed when wielding Divine Abilities like the Bai Di Golden Emperor Slash.

Especially when combined with the Great Devouring Art, his flight speed increased further.

Of course, the Great Void Art of the Shrouding Heaven Realm was even faster, for it involved the principle of void traversal.

When Fang Yu descended upon his Feather Peak, he heard much whispering.

"Taiyi Sect has truly unleashed Lei Tingzhinu—three Golden Core experts, three Golden Core experts, murdered? This is something Taiyi Sect hasn't endured in countless years."

"It's an unforgivable disgrace. Taiyi Sect is enraged beyond measure—every true disciple of Taiyi Sect is treated like an Emperor, revered wherever they go, yet they were killed. This hasn't happened in many years."

"Indeed, when the Demon Marshal killed Taiyi Sect's three true disciples, Taiyi Sect's Golden Core experts dared to blockade the entrance of Xiantianmo Sect's Shanmen. Even the supreme demon emperor, Xiantian Da Di, dared not kill them outright, or Taiyi Sect would have deployed celestial artifacts to annihilate Xiantianmo Sect entirely."

"This time, Zhao Xuanyi, Song Weiyi, and Zhou Chuyi—three Golden Core ancient young titans—were killed while exploring a relic. It's unimaginable. I heard Zhou Chuyi even cultivated the End-Time Calamity, Taiyi Sect's most difficult Divine Ability; when activated, it summons calamities upon the world, allowing him to defeat even experts of the 8th, 9th, or 10th Stage of Divine Abilities. How did he die?"

"I heard the Black Demon King of Huangquanmo Sect was present at the time. Taiyi Sect has pressured Huangquanmo Sect to make the Black Demon King explain himself, but Huangquanmo Sect's sect master—a certain Su Xiuyi—protected the Black Demon King."

"Su Xiuyi? Never heard of him."

"He's apparently a newly risen star of Huangquanmo Sect, having cultivated for over two thousand years and reached the Longevity Secret Realm. Beyond that, I don't know."

"Will a celestial-demon war truly break out now? Huangquanmo Sect has declined—how could it stand against Taiyi Sect? But if war truly comes, Xiantianmo Sect, Hongchenmo Sect, Xueyingmo Sect, Manhuangmo Sect, and other Momenda Sects will surely join. The casualties would be countless."

"Who knows? When the sky falls, the tall ones hold it up. All we need do is cultivate diligently."

The disciples on Feather Peak whispered among themselves; clearly, the deaths of Taiyi Sect's three Golden Core disciples had shaken the celestial and demon realms.

For a Men Sect, this was an unbearable weight, an unbearable pain, an unbearable loss.

Three 7th Stage of Divine Abilities Golden Core titans, slain silently—it was a brutal slap across the face of Taiyi Sect's Zhang Sect and all its disciples.

If Taiyi Sect ever uncovered the truth, "no one in heaven or earth could save you—not even a true immortal descending from heaven could save you; heaven itself has destined your destruction."

If three Golden Core experts were killed in Yuhua Sect, half of its five true disciples would be gone—even Elder Tian Xing would have to go out and fight to the death.

Yet today's Yuhua Sect is no longer the old five-true-disciple structure: Fang Qingxue has reached the Golden Core Realm, Meng Shaobai has passed the Wind-Fire Great Tribulation, and Fang Yu himself is a Golden Core expert—the five true disciples should long ago have become eight. Wan Luo's name could be expelled; he no longer deserves it.

"Ah, Senior Brother has arrived! Quickly, pay homage to Senior Brother!"

As Fang Yu's form descended, the disciples who had been whispering on Feather Peak immediately fell silent, rose respectfully, and bowed in unison.

"Hail Senior Brother!"

Whether inner or outer disciples, even true disciples—all now addressed Fang Yu as "Senior Brother." Hua Tiandu, once Senior Brother, had become a thing of the past.

Fang Yu listened to their greetings, nodded, and with a casual gesture, bestowed upon them each a Nascent Soul Pill—immediately filling the gathering with joy.

"Cultivate diligently, seek more trials. As for outside affairs, just listen—don't let them distract you."

Fang Yu spoke to the disciples.

"Yes, Senior Brother."

Again, in unison.

All disciples, having received the Nascent Soul Pills, were overjoyed.

"Fang Yu, did you hear? Taiyi Sect's three Golden Core experts were killed—Taiyi Sect is furious and demands a full investigation."

When Fang Yu entered the Pill Chamber, Jialan was already inside. Seeing him arrive, her face lit up with delight, then she spoke of the major events of recent days.

"This matter has caused a huge uproar—I know it well. In my view, it was Huangquanmo Sect's doing. That Su Xiuyi—he's apparently Huangquanmo Sect's new sect master. He likely wanted to assert Huangquanmo Sect's prestige, so he killed Taiyi Sect's three Golden Core experts."

Fang Yu's face remained calm, his heart unmoved, as he spoke.

"Su Xiuyi? Does he have such audacity? Even Xiantian Da Di of Xiantianmo Sect dares not kill Taiyi Sect's Golden Core disciples."

Jialan asked curiously.

"Who knows? Perhaps Su Xiuyi wishes to demonstrate his difference from Xiantian Da Di. After all, Taiyi Sect's three Golden Core experts, when combining their power, could likely be slain only by a Longevity Secret Realm expert."

Fang Yu said.

"That's true."

Jialan nodded, then brought up another matter.

"Recently, Hong Yi from the Qielan Society has entered the Divine Ability Secret Realm. Also, the immortal crane that Fang Han raised has now entered the Divine Ability Secret Realm."

Jialan spoke of the Qielan Society's progress, praising the Immortal Crane with admiration.

"That little thing?"

Fang Yu's gaze turned to Feather Peak, and with a hand's motion, he seized the immortal crane.

This crane had once been under Fang Han's care and once carried Fang Yu across the Vast Sea Desert—now, it had truly entered the Divine Ability Secret Realm.

One could see each of the crane's pure white feathers radiating light; its entire body seemed on the verge of vaporizing. As its magic power surged, it emitted the strength of over a hundred Xuan Huang War-Horses.

That is, the Xuan Huang War-Horses of the Great Xuan Empire, capable of smashing through city walls with a charge, the crane could crush effortlessly with a single claw.

Her magic power could simultaneously grasp and hold a hundred Xuan Huang War-Horses.

Now, if the crane unleashed the Song Crane Wan Shou Fist, it would be the true, authentic Song Crane Wan Shou Fist—unlike the immortal crane in the Shrouding Heaven Realm's Lingxu Cave Heaven, which that pair of gluttons Ye Fan and Pang Bo coveted, and which was utterly inauthentic.

"Not bad, not bad. Little Crane, all you need to do now is endure the heavenly tribulation's bombardment without dying, and you can shed your feathers and transform into human form."

Fang Yu watched the changes in the Crane Fairy, nodded, and with a casual grab, bestowed several hundred elixirs over.

When a demon undergoes tribulation, he could not lend a hand to help, but bestowing some elixirs to give it a boost was perfectly fine.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Fang Yu. Hehe, with these elixirs, I'll be undergoing tribulation very soon."

The Crane Fairy let out a little-girl-like voice from her mouth, soft and sticky, utterly adorable.

Fang Yu was quite looking forward to the scene of the Crane Fairy successfully transforming.

The circumstances between immortal cranes differ—some are coveted by people who want to catch and secretly eat them, while others can transform and then be carried to greatness all the way.

Encounter different people, and your situation is different.

Fang Yu mulled over these matters, his divine sense looking down from the lofty Feather Peak toward the many peaks of the Yuhua Sect. On Bei Yaoguang's peak there was never any human presence; this true disciple was not there.

On Meng Shaobai's peak, however, wave after wave of majestic aura emanated at all times, as if some primordial giant beast lay in ambush atop that peak, and once it awakened it would devour the four directions.

Fang Qingxue, this senior sister's true transmission peak, had quite a few people, but they were all members of the Fang clan. As for Fang Qingxue herself, she was not there—she had gone out traveling.

As for Hua Tiandu's peak, it was the same as ever, with no one there. This number-one true disciple of the Yuhua Sect stayed year-round in the territory of the Taiyi Sect, receiving the Taiyi Sect's cultivation, and the Taiyi Sect had even activated an immortal artifact to cultivate him.

"I took a trip to the Desolate Era world, and the one-month deadline with Meng Shaobai hasn't even arrived yet."

Fang Yu surveyed everything from atop Feather Peak. Suddenly, from the peak where Meng Shaobai resided, a presence that was neither quite human, nor demon, nor devil, nor immortal shot toward the vault of heaven like a pillar.

That massive aura surged up several thousand zhang, drawing out all the true disciples and some Elders of the Yuhua Heavenly Palace to watch.

"Cloud and water surge three thousand zhang—across all heavens and myriad worlds, I am the sovereign!"

Suddenly, a voice of recitation rang out in the void, and the massive aura condensed high in the sky, taking the form of a youth.

It was none other than Meng Shaobai.

This Meng Shaobai now looked exceedingly tall, treading on a sheet of water-cloud beneath his feet, with six pure-white wings growing from his back.

What kind of six wings were these?

One could see that on these six wings were countless runes, ring upon ring of script-talismans flowing across the pristine wings. With every flap, the wind between heaven and earth seemed to hear the summons of the six wings, ceaselessly gathering—from all directions, from the dark void, rolling and converging in.

Some true disciples and Elders of the Yuhua Sect sensed countless sentient winds born in the void—myriad wind-spirits howling through heaven and earth. At this moment, Meng Shaobai with his six wings was simply the sovereign of the wind.

Some disciples' faces instantly changed color, for they discovered that the currents of heaven and earth no longer heeded their commands—even circulating their magic power, they could not take flight.

As if he had spotted Fang Yu, a ferocious look appeared on Meng Shaobai's face, and he spat out a few words.

"Fang Yu! Come and fight!"