Chapter 604

And she remained silent, a mute.

She could not hear any sound whatsoever, a deaf woman.

This woman could not see any scenery, speak any words, or hear any sound.

Heaven gave her a face of pure innocence, yet denied her the right to see the world, to speak, or to hear—this woman's heart was forever lonely, like the Dead Sea, eternally still and bland.

This is why she was nicknamed "Abandoned by Heaven, Thief"—she was forsaken by Heaven, and from her grief, rage, and resentment, she forged supreme cultivation.

Crushed instantly by the Chaos Tower, Fan Fan Qingying showed no expression; in her palm appeared a magic treasure sword, which she thrust upward—click—the four directions of empty space split open, and countless thunderbolts the size of fighting buckets burst forth. This thunder was not heavenly lightning, nor five-colored lightning, nor starlight thunder, but primordial chaos thunder—each bolt faintly vibrated with the roar of thunder, as if the sound of a world being born echoed within.

"Primordial Chaos Thunder Art!"

Inside Fang Yu's Chaos Tower, Fang Qingxue had long been guarding within; seeing Fan Fan Qingying's sword unleash countless divine thunderbolts, she named the thunder.

Primordial Chaos Divine Thunder!

This thunder was among the most powerful in the Comprehensive Canon of All Thunder Arts.

"Primordial Chaos Lei Jian, a High-Grade magic treasure."

Fang Qingxue's gaze shifted to the sword in Fan Fan Qingying's hand—the sword was, indeed, a High-Grade magic treasure: the Primordial Chaos Lei Jian!

To cultivate the Primordial Chaos Thunder Art and wield the High-Grade magic treasure Primordial Chaos Lei Jian—this was the identity of the number-one contender on the Longevity Secret Realm's Successor List: Fan Fan Qingying was truly immensely powerful. If Qunxing Sect's first true disciple, Star Mie Xie, faced her, he would be outmatched in spiritual power, and even more so in magic treasure—he would be utterly outclassed. His Mid-Grade magic treasure, the Ancient Buddha's Lamp Umbrella, would likely be shattered by a single strike of the Primordial Chaos Lei Jian.

The High-Grade magic treasure, the Primordial Chaos Lei Jian, was indeed overwhelmingly powerful. In the hands of a master of the Longevity Secret Realm, this sword might truly cleave open a new world with a single strike.

But Fang Qingxue knew that no matter how formidable Fan Fan Qingying was, she had met her match this time—in Fang Yu.

Indeed, as Fan Fan Qingying unleashed the High-Grade magic treasure Primordial Chaos Lei Jian, flooding the heavens and earth with countless Primordial Chaos Divine Thunders, aiming to reduce all things to primordial chaos, countless streams of chaos energy flowed from within the Chaos Tower. The Primordial Chaos Divine Thunders, upon meeting the chaos energy, were instantly swallowed—without a single sound.

A spirit, neither male nor female, neither old nor young, appeared within the Chaos Tower. In an instant, it swept its hand, and the entire void within the tower filled with chaos energy—rolling chaos energy coalesced into layer upon layer of arrays.

In the blink of an eye, the tower's interior became a chaos swamp, and Fan Fan Qingying was like a fly trapped in mud, utterly motionless.

Suddenly, a cosmic manifestation appeared within the tower—what manner of being was this? It wore a five-emperor canopy above its head, and boundless ultimate divine light behind its back. With a casual sweep of its hand, infinite streams of Five Elements divine light, ultimate divine light, spirit-sealing divine light, and countless intentions of cutting, devouring, shattering, and killing converged into a single giant hand—and seized Fan Fan Qingying's Primordial Chaos Lei Jian in one grasp.

Infinite chaos energy crushed Fan Fan Qingying's body, while the cosmic manifestation held her immobile.

Directly, suppressed!

At this moment, Fang Yu revealed his formidable magic treasure and terrifying power—his cosmic manifestation was forged from ninety-plus great Dao arts, embodying countless Daos, not merely one. As for his Chaos Tower, it was a Pure Yang magic treasure from the Manghuang Era Realm, equivalent to a Supreme-Grade magic treasure of the Eternal Life Realm!

Using a Supreme-Grade magic treasure, the Chaos Tower, to suppress Fan Fan Qingying, who wielded a High-Grade magic treasure, the Primordial Chaos Lei Jian, was perfectly fitting.

One could say that Fan Fan Qingying, ranked number one on the Longevity Successor List, could face anyone—even if she lost, she could escape. But with Yan Yan Shuiyi's intervention, she could not flee Fang Yu's Chaos Tower.

Of course, this was thanks largely to Yan Yan Shuiyi.

Had Yan Yan Shuiyi not scattered Fan Fan Qingying's vigilance and lulled her into lowering her guard, suppressing her so swiftly would not have been so easy.

A master like Fan Fan Qingying, even if defeated, could still escape—ordinary Longevity Secret Realm cultivators could not kill her.

"Fan Fan Qingying—what happened? Has she already been suppressed by Fang Yu?"

Yan Yan Shuiyi waited in place for some sign, but waited and waited without seeing Fan Fan Qingying emerge—her face instantly showed astonishment.

Fan Fan Qingying possessed the High-Grade magic treasure, the Primordial Chaos Lei Jian. With that sword in hand, even Yan Yan Shuiyi had to tread carefully. Though she herself wielded a High-Grade magic treasure, hers was famed for immense magic power, whereas the Primordial Chaos Lei Jian was famed for its terrifying destructive power, annihilating all. If it truly struck, even a Longevity Secret Realm titan would have their physical body obliterated—unless they had cultivated the Immortal Body, at which point they would no longer fear the Primordial Chaos Lei Jian.

"Fan Fan Qingying has indeed taken up residence in my tower. Yan Yan Shuiyi, we may now proceed to ransack her estate."

Having instantly suppressed Fan Fan Qingying and seized the High-Grade magic treasure Primordial Chaos Lei Jian, Fang Yu felt immense satisfaction. Though he could not yet fully subdue her, the overall situation was settled.

Now, all would unfold according to his will.

Originally, when Yan Yan Shuiyi had agreed to bring him here, Fang Yu had not fully trusted her—everyone knew Yan Yan Shuiyi was the first true disciple of Yutaiyi Sect, while he was the first true disciple of Yuhua Sect.

If the first disciple of Yutaiyi Sect and the number-one bandit among the Forty Thieves were close friends, who could guarantee that when Fang Yu, the first disciple of Yuhua Sect, arrived at the doorstep of the Forty Thieves' leader, Yan Yan Shuiyi would not strike him down?

If the two of them joined forces to kill Fang Yu, the first disciple of Yuhua Sect, it would be a great merit for Yutaiyi Sect.

But now, things were different—Fang Yu had directly suppressed Fan Fan Qingying. Even if Yan Yan Shuiyi harbored ulterior motives, she should now abandon them.

"Let's go."

Fang Yu now seized the initiative, guiding the illusionary body of Fan Fan Qingying outside into the Taotie Teeth Array, and entered another blessed land.

Within the Talon Archipelago, mountains were clear, waters were green, birds sang and flowers bloomed everywhere—pavilions, terraces, towers, and halls dotted the landscape, each scene a paradise, breathtakingly beautiful.

At the center of the archipelago's paradise floated a palace, surrounded by lotus flowers, each several mu in size, upon which sat black-robed figures.

Forty to fifty black-robed figures, each exhaling streams of energy that coiled around the palace, as if refining it.

Fang Yu and Fang Qingxue's spiritual senses instantly exchanged thoughts—they both recognized these black-robed figures as Divine Lords.

The Divine Race.

Divine Lords of the Divine Race.