Chapter 686

These are all manifestations of Fang Yu's great Dao techniques, and now they have evolved further after years of cultivation.

Above this cosmic manifestation, many more eyes have appeared, each one a double pupil, visible within Fang Yu's Divine Sealing Hand.

The Six-Eyed Sealing Stele, evolved from the Great Sealing Technique, was originally capable of cultivating six terrifying eyes; once they envelop an enemy, the enemy has nowhere to hide. Now, on Fang Yu's Sealing Scroll, even more double pupils have appeared—this is the change he gained from observing the double-pupiled Shi Yi in this world.

In the lower realm of the Perfect World, there are two unique mystical body types exclusive to this world: one is the Supreme Bone, the other is the double pupil.

The double pupil is indeed profoundly mysterious—merely having two extra pupils allows for countless transformations; sometimes it emits dark light as a light of destruction, sometimes another kind of light as a light of creation and life. These myriad transformations, though Fang Yu can break them, he still finds the double pupil worthy of study.

This is also one reason Fang Yu remains stationed here.

Now, atop Fang Yu's cosmic manifestation, the double pupils are numerous, and when they gaze upon Fan Qingying, she immediately feels seen through, even trapped in a strange field. When the Five-Emperor Canopy above Fang Yu's head pours down five-colored divine light and presses down, even Fan Qingying's Chaotic Cosmic Manifestation feels strained.

"How did your cultivation base rise so fast? What kind of miracle did you encounter?"

Finally, shock appeared on Fan Qingying's face. Who was she? She was a veteran expert who had cultivated for years to the 10th Stage of Divine Abilities, reversing fate itself, long ago perfecting her Chaotic Cosmic Manifestation—both her physical body and cosmic manifestation were pure Chaotic energy, impossible for ordinary people to break.

One-on-one, without relying on magic treasures, she believed no young genius in the Profound Yellow World could match her.

Especially since she possessed a High-Grade Dao Artifact: the Great Chaotic Lei Jian, which even against ancient titans of the Profound Yellow World, she could still fight.

A High-Grade Dao Artifact—the Great Chaotic Lei Jian—if fully activated, could even severely wound a titan of Immortality Second Rebirth.

But she met bad fortune—betrayed by her closest friend—leading to her suppression.

Yet she still stabilized her spirit, waiting for the day she would break free and return.

But now she realized things had changed: the five-colored divine light of Fang Yu, the true disciple of Yuhua Sect and master of the Chaotic Tower, could overpower her Chaotic Cosmic Manifestation?

How was this possible?

And where did those countless double pupils come from? They tormented her spirit.

She felt she was about to face a calamity.

Outside the Chaotic Tower, Shi Yi and Shi Hao were still battling.

Shi Yi was on the defensive, but with his double pupils, his recovery was unimaginable—his severely wounded body instantly healed.

The two clashed again, and around them ancient symbols glowed, resonating with them—this was the manifestation of the Dao.

The onlookers were utterly stunned, dazed, feeling their horizons had expanded—no one alive at this realm could match these two; they were unquestionably young sovereigns.

Shi Yi stepped through empty space, each footfall emitting a dull boom, as if treading upon divine drums, shaking souls to the brink of shattering.

With each step, his power surged dramatically; by the end, his power surged wildly.

"That's the Qilin Step!"

Someone shouted, recognizing the technique.

The Qilin Step—its might is incalculable, capable of destroying heaven and earth, annihilating all foes.

When Shi Yi took seven steps through empty space, his killing intent surged like a thousand demonic gods roaring together; all things in the world seemed ready to be erased, everything to be reborn anew.

"That's the true ancient demonic art—the Qilin Method—the power of pure-blooded Qilin!"

Someone roared, eyes filled with disbelief.

Shi Yi had obtained the legendary Qilin Method and now revealed part of its power, shaking heaven and earth.

This technique had long been lost, yet now someone had regained control of it.

Shi Hao shook his head, spat out a breath, and two imperial shadows appeared in empty space—the Yellow Emperor and the Earth Emperor—instantly shattering the so-called Qilin Step. Then a White Emperor and a Golden Emperor merged into a piercing sword-light, instantly teleporting onto Shi Yi's body.

Shi Yi's body was instantly sliced a thousand times, his chest pierced through, his head nearly severed.

"What? Is Shi Yi about to be instantly killed?"

"Heaven! Shi Yi mastered the Qilin Method, yet Shi Hao shattered it in an instant! Before those two imperial forms, the Qilin is nothing but a humble beast bowing in worship!"

"Will Shi Yi perish? He's a young sovereign—will he end so quickly?"

No one outside could have predicted it: Shi Yi was about to unleash the legendary Qilin Method to slaughter all, yet Shi Hao casually shattered his technique and nearly severed his head with a single instant strike.

This was too unbelievable.

Even the white-robed woman from the Bu Tian Sect showed surprise, yet she seemed to be waiting for something, refusing to believe Shi Yi would perish so easily.

"Impossible! How could a double-pupiled one lose? In ancient times, they were invincible—even gods could not resist them; they had never been defeated!"

The martial Wang Fu cultivators roared, unable to accept this outcome.

The place erupted in chaos, everyone's eyes wide, noise filling the air.

Had the outcome already been decided?

This was too fast.

Suddenly, empty space seemed frozen, all scenes and images nearly halted.

Everything here appeared to solidify, sinking into eternal stillness!

Boom—

Amid countless frozen scenes, only one person remained unmoved: Shi Yi. His blood flowed backward; the wounds inflicted by Shi Hao's instant strike began to heal.

"What?"

The onlookers seemed frozen; their thoughts slowed, a painful, unbearable sensation—but it was real.

Shi Yi had been instantly killed, on the verge of death, yet now time itself seemed to reverse—pale gold blood flowed back, his severed neck began to mend.

This could no longer be called a miracle—even Fang Yu, stationed in empty space, cast part of his divine awareness downward.

Shi Yi's wounds grew smaller, finally healing completely; all injuries from the instant strike vanished instantly.

"Is this real?"

People's voices trembled—it was nothing short of divine wonder.

A man on the brink of death revived, restored fully to peak condition—how could this be explained?

"Brother, you're still not quite there—you can't kill me."

Shi Yi whispered. He had nearly been slain, yet now he returned, his aura vast as a young divine spirit.

Shi Hao's expression remained unchanged; he merely studied his elder brother, pondering the reason.

"Young Lady, the one with double pupils is extraordinary. At such a young age, he has already comprehended this supreme technique. He will surely become a hegemon in the future, and it will not be easy to suppress him later."

Beside the white-robed woman of the Butian Sect, an old woman revealed a worried expression.

"If he were not powerful enough, how could he have attracted the attention of those above?"

The white-robed woman spoke, her beautiful face as pure as mutton-fat jade carrying an unusual hue.

"The truly flawless Butian Art!"

The witch's face revealed a solemn expression.

She spoke of the world-shaking divine ability Shi Yi had just displayed — it was the supreme divine ability of the Butian Sect from beyond the realm, the Butian Art, ancient and powerful, hailed as one of the supreme techniques of the human race. Once unleashed, it swept the world.

The entire Butian Sect had flourished because of the Butian Art, attaining supreme glory.

The Butian Art, said to be cultivated to great perfection to be able to mend even the heavens itself, could truly be called profoundly mysterious. Especially this Butian Art, said to be able to make up for mistakes, to seek out a thread of life amid the unseen, giving the caster a chance to start over — this was simply defying the heavens.

Just now, Shi Yi had been severely wounded in an instant, nearly dying. It was the Butian Art that displayed its supreme profoundness, finding a thread of life beneath the Heavenly Dao, making up for the previous failure, and starting over once more.

The execution of this technique actually fixed the void, and even seemed to make time flow backward. It was truly infinitely wondrous, giving Shi Yi time to walk out of his desperate situation, succeeding in mending the heavens, gaining one more life.

"So this is the Butian Art."

Shi Hao understood the essence of the Butian Art, but his expression remained calm. "If I can kill you once, I can kill you many times. I don't believe you can mend the heavens that many times!"

Shi Hao moved again, a Bai Di wielding the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass launched another incomparably fierce slaughter.

Shi Yi's expression changed again.

Because he found that even after employing the Butian Art, facing such a fierce killing move, he still seemed to be in extreme difficulty.

"The Butian Art is indeed a good thing."

And above this void, Fang Yu saw the divine ability Shi Yi had displayed, and was very interested in the Butian Art.

Shi Yi's use of the Butian Art just now was indeed brilliant and dazzling. This Butian Art gave Fang Yu a very mysterious feeling, as if it carried a meaning of opposition to the Great Calamity Art, yet within the opposition there was also unity.

Among the three thousand great Daos, the Great Calamity Art — once unleashed, would bring forth the Great Sun Fire Calamity, the Black Sun Wind Calamity, the Doomsday Heavenly Calamity, with calamities without end, terrifying to the extreme.

Yet the Butian Art sought a thread of life amid the unseen. Even when calamities came, one could obtain a thread of life, escaping that endless meaning of calamity.

These two divine abilities carried a meaning of opposition and unity.

If not for this Butian Art just now, Shi Yi would likely have died in an instant.

The Great Calamity Art, the Butian Art.

Fang Yu recalled that in the Eternal Life Realm, the Sect Master of Grand Unity Gate in the Immortal Realm was the Calamity Emperor, son of the Calamity Heavenly Monarch, and the Calamity Heavenly Monarch was hailed as calamity — naturally, he proved his Dao as a Heavenly Monarch through calamity. Yet the holy-grade immortal artifact he refined was not calamity, but "Salvation," representing a thread of life between heaven and earth.

The Calamity Heavenly Monarch mastered calamity, yet the holy-grade immortal artifact that proved his Dao was Salvation, mastering both calamity and salvation together — this was the legendary Calamity Heavenly Monarch.

Now that Fang Yu had seen the Butian Art, he had a feeling that if he could also obtain this Butian Art, it might even benefit his Great Calamity Art.

If he could know how to seek a thread of life within calamity, he could make calamity even more terrifying, completely eliminating that thread of life.

And the more terrifying the calamity, the more it would promote that unseen thread of life, which in turn would make the Butian Art's might even stronger.

This might be the reason the Calamity Heavenly Monarch refined the holy-grade immortal artifact as Salvation.