Chapter 791

Inside the Mingwang Axe, there now stood a spirit, its fury raging like a torrent, standing beneath a radiant light-canopy, radiating an overwhelming aura.

This is the spirit of the Mingwang Axe—the Immovable Mingwang.

He stands there constantly, absorbing the surging Eight-Section True Dragon Qi from deep within the Eight-Section Pagoda, continuously strengthening his power.

If he cultivates for another ten thousand years, perhaps he could ascend to the level of a Mid-Grade Dao Artifact; if he cultivates for countless millions of years, he might reach the level of a Top-Grade Dao Artifact—then this Mingwang Axe could manifest countless forms of Mingwang: the Immovable Mingwang, the Destructive Mingwang, the Majestic Mingwang, and more, each strike cleaving through primordial chaos and annihilating infinite star realms.

Unfortunately, reaching such a realm is far too distant—it requires countless rare opportunities.

"Good, good. Collect more Dao Artifact fragments and fuse them into the Eight-Section Pagoda—it will accelerate the Pagoda's transformation."

Fang Yu watched this scene and nodded.

"The next treasure is a Heaven-Class Upper-Grade elixir—the Dragon Whale Elixir—forged from the soul of a Dragon Whale, fused with ninety-nine spiritual herbs and the primordial essence of five Jin Dan experts. Consuming it grants fifty thousand Horsepower."

Even as Fang Yu was refining the Dao Artifact fragments, the second treasure began its auction.

Heaven-Class elixirs from the Chaotic Continent always carry a bloody stench—this elixir, for instance, would never be described in the Xuan Huang Great World as "fused with the primordial essence of five Jin Dan experts," but here, that phrase is deliberately stated to attract cultivators.

An elixir that slaughtered five Jin Dan experts and fused their primordial essence into itself—how could you not buy it?

Buy it, and you instantly gain fifty thousand Horsepower—that's a chance to survive on the Chaotic Continent!

Indeed, many Jin Dan experts eagerly bid.

Fang Yu had no interest in such an elixir; neither did Fang Qingxue nor Fang Han.

Everyone's magic power is measured in Ancient Celestial Dragons—the weakest possess one Ancient Celestial Dragon's strength, equal to one hundred million Horsepower. What use is adding fifty thousand?

Yet the Jin Dan experts below fought fiercely over it, until finally one Jin Dan expert won the elixir, stored it away, and hurriedly left, seemingly to immediately refine it and boost his magic power.

Fang Yu glanced briefly and saw that the Jin Dan expert, after leaving the Feitian Treasure Tower, immediately refined the Heaven-Class elixir, enhanced his strength, then exited Feitian City to seek opportunities for further advancement.

But the moment he stepped out of Feitian City, a tremendous force engulfed him, shattering his entire body into dust, as a massive black hand slammed down.

"I refuse to die! Aaah! Self-destruct!"

A furious roar erupted from the Jin Dan expert—he immediately self-exploded, blasting apart the black hand, yet another giant hand seized the remaining Xu Yuan Qi.

"A Jin Dan expert who obtained a Heaven-Class elixir is gone."

Fang Yu shook his head.

The Chaotic Continent truly is chaotic—though the Jin Dan expert's power surged, he was ambushed by several 9th Stage of Divine Abilities experts, and died beyond any hope of revival.

"This is the norm here—purely survival of the fittest, jungle law. If you're strong, you kill everyone and seize their treasures; everyone considers this perfectly normal."

Feng Yaoguang sighed, as if she had already seen the Jin Dan expert's fate.

"I cannot indiscriminately slaughter the innocent and strike without cause—if I did, no one here would survive."

Fang Yu shook his head.

The group remained at the auction, and indeed, several more Dao Artifact fragments appeared—each was purchased by Fang Yu.

He had slain Wu Xiang the Ancestor and acquired eight million Pure Yang Pills—he had no shortage of funds.

Even if a Dao Artifact fragment cost fifty thousand Pure Yang Pills, he didn't care.

This scene left the surrounding crowd increasingly stunned, their eyes gleaming with desire—they longed to ambush and kill Fang Yu the moment he left Feitian City.

Even the master of the Feitian Treasure Tower, Feitian the Ancestor, felt a murderous urge to seize his treasure—Fang Yu was simply too rich.

Amidst the crowd's desire to strike, Fang Yu remained expressionless, continuing to bid on what he wanted—and indeed gained many benefits.

Dao Artifact fragments—if you had to seek them yourself, how long would it take?

Fang Yu had once had some Immortal fortunes, but they were never strong—he never stepped out and found a Top-Grade Dao Artifact, nor was he born with an Immortal Artifact descending as his companion. His Immortal fortune was merely ordinary.

But when others obtained Immortal fortunes and sold fragments of Lower-Grade Dao Artifacts, Fang Yu reclaimed them—and they became his own Immortal fortune, enhancing his strength.

In the end, Fang Yu rose. "Let's go. There's nothing left worth bidding on here—but soon, some people may come to die."

"Indeed, as the saying goes, don't flaunt wealth—but they never think: if Brother Yu dares to flaunt it, he must have a trump card. I bet someone will come to die soon."

A faint smile appeared on Fang Han's face.

The group directly left the Feitian Treasure Tower, then traversed to Feitian City and entered the wilds of the Chaotic Continent.

The Chaotic Continent stretched boundlessly; beyond a few cities, most of it was vast wilderness—plains, mountains, rivers, canyons—teeming with countless demonic beasts and hordes of Heavenly Demons, utterly chaotic.

After leaving the city, Fang Yu and the others moved slowly toward the heart of the Chaotic Continent.

"This area is relatively safe on the Chaotic Continent. If we go deeper, it becomes extremely dangerous. The entire Chaotic Continent is like the Gui Xu region of the Xuan Huang Great World, connected to many other dimensions, often with portals opening into the Heavenly Demon Star Realm, spewing forth millions—even billions—of Heavenly Demons. Beings below the Longevity Secret Realm who encounter them are certain to die. Sometimes, vast hordes of demons also surge forth, slaughtering life. Even the Wuji Star Palace doesn't wish to rule here—it's governed by the Shisandao Sect. Yet the Wuji Star Palace is still investigating the Chaotic Continent's secrets."

Feng Yaoguang floated slowly through the air, speaking.

"The Chaotic Continent holds secrets—it's said to have been forged by an invincible titan of the Ancient Era using supreme magic power, containing countless mysteries. Whoever uncovers these secrets can inherit the titan's legacy. Some even claim the entire Chaotic Continent is a single magic treasure transformed—very likely a Top-Grade Dao Artifact."

"It truly is a Top-Grade Dao Artifact—called the Chaotic Primordial Embryo. I slew Young Master Chunan and obtained this secret."

Fang Yu spoke, his spiritual sense flowing across the continent, sensing how, in the void beyond, countless Xu Yuan Qi coalesced into threads, drawn from the Chaotic Continent's depths—there seemed, in the depths of the cosmos, a negligible passage leading to a profoundly mysterious place.

"What? You slew Young Master Chunan? He was one of the top experts in the Immortal Body realm!"

Hearing this, Feng Yaoguang's face again showed clear shock.

Since meeting Fang Yu, she had been stunned repeatedly—many things he did in the Xuan Huang Great World had shocked her—but hearing that Fang Yu had slain Young Master Chunan, a Palace Lord of the Wuji Star Palace, her shock deepened further.

She knew who Young Master Chunan was—he appeared to be a playboy, fighting and killing merely to collect beautiful women for his harem, yet his cultivation to the Immortal Body realm proved his strength. Moreover, this Young Master Chunan had cultivated many Great Dao paths.

In her calculations, she had to avoid Young Master Chunan to survive—if she ever faced him directly, she doubted she could escape.

Young Master Chunan was unquestionably a titan among Immortal Body titans.

"Young Master Chunan cultivated many Great Dao paths and possessed two Upper-Grade Dao Artifacts—his strength was indeed formidable. But he dared come to my Xuan Huang Great World, to my Yuhua Sect, to stand before me—that was suicide. I had no choice but to slay him myself. Some people always court death—I simply oblige. Feitian the Ancestor, isn't that right?"

Fang Yu smiled, his gaze turning toward a direction where the void shifted—once empty, now revealing an old man.

He was an old man with white beard and white hair, radiating the aura of an Eternal Titan—the Feitian Sect's Eternal Titan, Feitian the Ancestor.

Behind Feitian the Ancestor, two pure white wings unfolded, each tens of zhang wide and long—but these wings were not real; they were formed from Daoist Gang Qi, covered in countless flowing runes, their surfaces pulsing with immense magic power.

"Hmph! Who are you? How could you possibly have slain Young Master Chunan? How dare you speak so boldly here! I'll report this to Young Master Chunan—I warn you, you're finished!"

Seeing Fang Yu had detected him, Feitian the Ancestor's face changed instantly—he spat a threat, flapped his wings, and vanished.

His wings moved with blinding speed, runes flowing endlessly as if he himself were a spirit of the wind, manipulating infinite wind and light elements—within moments, he was gone.

Fang Yu shook his head, opened his mouth and spat out a wisp of five-colored divine light that vanished into the void, and a bloodcurdling scream rang out from that spot.

Over there, the Flying Heaven Old Ancestor had also exploded.