Chapter 80

“This dull sound is truly terrifying.”

Seeing Elder Wu Wu Qingfeng depart, Ye Fan and Pang Bo both breathed a sigh of relief; they were not yet at the level where they could kill an Elder of the Lingxu Grotto-Heaven and still chat and laugh with Elder Wu Wu Qingfeng.

However, this sound was truly terrifying.

“Does Brother Fang know?”

Ye Fan asked.

“It is likely the awakening of some ancient existence. Let us not go deeper for now; we should just improve our strength here.”

Fang Yu said.

He naturally knew what that thing was.

The heart of the Green Emperor.

The heart of a generation’s Great Emperor, stripped of all murderous intent.

Otherwise, just that single tremor from a moment ago would have been enough to destroy a star.

As for the Green Emperor’s tomb, one could plan a little; the items within the tomb of a Great Emperor should at least be comparable to the magic treasures of the World of Immortality.

But there is no rush for now; the top priority is to improve strength.

Elder Han was self-sacrificing, sending him several rare fire-element treasures; he could not afford to not cultivate diligently.

With the rare fire-element treasures, Fang Yu’s cultivation could continue.

He unleashed the true qi of the Azure Flame Seven-Cultivation Radiance, wrapped it around these rare fire-element treasures, and began to refine them.

He could even multitask a hundred ways at once, using his magic power to sweep up aged medicinal herbs and rare treasures from the vicinity.

Ye Fan and Pang Bo watched from the side with great envy.

Normally, for disciples like them to go out for training, obtaining a single medicinal herb was not an easy task: first, the herbs grew in the jungle and might not be visible to the eye; second, some herbs were guarded by savage beasts or poisonous insects, and to obtain them, one had to kill those beasts or lure them away.

But this Brother Fang was different; he sat here cultivating, yet his spiritual sense could scan the entire surrounding area, and even the herbs in the most hidden corners could be seen clearly.

Being able to see them clearly was one thing, but with a wave of his hand, the herbs would fly over automatically; this convenience in gathering herbs made them extremely envious.

Is this the convenience and joy brought by cultivation?

However, both Ye Fan and Pang Bo were very grateful to this Brother Fang.

Because when this Brother Fang ate meat, they could drink the soup, or even eat meat themselves.

For instance, the meat of the Fire-Winged Ox before them was a great tonic.

Every bite of meat contained very rich life essence, which was of great use for opening the bitter sea.

If it weren't for Brother Fang taking action, I fear that if it were anyone else, they would not have been able to kill this Fire-Winged Ox.

Now that they had obtained the flesh and blood of the Fire-Winged Ox, the benefits were immense.

Ye Fan’s strength was rising rapidly; the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body feared nothing more than the infusion of various energies, so even after eating many pieces of the Fire-Winged Ox’s flesh, he still felt he hadn't had enough.

That vast amount of life energy entered his body and was refined by him, and suddenly, more golden particles were opened in his bitter sea.

His strength was advancing by leaps and bounds.

Bitter Sea, Life Spring, Divine Bridge, Other Shore.

Ye Fan had a feeling that if he continued to cultivate like this, he might even reach the Life Spring realm.

As for Pang Bo, his life constitution was not the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body; unless he obtained a great fortuitous encounter, he would only be left far behind by Ye Fan.

Of course, if such a fortuitous encounter meant being possessed by the grandson of the Green Emperor, perhaps Pang Bo would not want it.

The three of them cultivated there separately.

“Elder Han is truly a good person; my power has reached the strength of four hundred Xuanhuang wild horses.”

As each rare treasure was refined by Fang Yu, his magic power continuously increased, and by now, it had reached the strength of four hundred Xuanhuang wild horses.

At this moment, with a casual movement, his true qi surged out of his body, turning into a sheet of azure flames that illuminated the region in green; a terrifying high-temperature aura permeated the void, as if just a drop of his true qi could burn these ancient woods to ashes.

“Four hundred Xuanhuang wild horses of strength; if this continues, it won't be long before I can completely step into the second stage of the supernatural realm, the True Qi Realm.”

Fang Yu felt his own state; after absorbing the treasures of heaven and earth, his magic power was continuously evolving into true qi.

True qi flows, having both form and substance, condensing without dissipating, with even greater power.

Fang Yu stood up and looked into the distance.

Although he had not yet fully stepped into the second stage of the supernatural realm, the True Qi Realm, his cultivation speed was already considered very fast; it had been less than a month since he stepped into the magic power realm, and he was already about to enter the True Qi Realm.

If it were someone else, perhaps stepping into the True Qi Realm would take decades.

“Ye Fan, Pang Bo, do you still want to go deeper?”

Fang Yu asked.

“Since we are here, it is good to see more, but we should not take too many risks.”

Ye Fan and Pang Bo looked at each other, and Ye Fan spoke.

“Good.”

Fang Yu stood up, stepped into the void, and with a touch of true qi, wrapped it around Ye Fan and Pang Bo, taking them along as he flew off.

Both of them were somewhat excited; this was their second time flying, the last time being carried by Weiwei of the Lingxu Grotto-Heaven.

The group moved like lightning, streaking across the void, and soon arrived at the depths of the ruins.

Ahead, there were many ancient building complexes, dense and numerous; although they had all half-collapsed into ruins, one could imagine their former grandeur.

These endless, rolling ancient building complexes surrounded a volcano, where fire soared into the sky and rolling magma boiled within the circular crater; although it did not flow out, it seemed somewhat frightening, burning half the sky red.

The boiling magma surged continuously, and a magnificent ancient palace, crystalline throughout, floated and sank, appearing from time to time.

“Dong.”

A dull sound was emitted, actually coming from the ancient palace floating in the magma; its aura was extremely terrifying, with streams of divine radiance circulating, and an atmosphere of antiquity permeating the air.

In the ancient building complex beneath the volcano, a five-meter-long divine bird, its whole body shining with golden light, had streaks of lightning coiling around it.

This was the overlord of this region, the Lightning Bird; Elder Wu Wu Qingfeng had once said that even if he encountered it, he would have to take a detour.

That Lightning Bird dominated that building area alone, and no creature dared to approach.

“Pity it is not something like a Fire Spirit Bird.”

Fang Yu’s gaze also noticed the Lightning Bird; he did not care about such a fierce bird. With a magic treasure like the Seven Evils Gourd protecting his body, he did not think the Lightning Bird could harm him.

However, this was, after all, the territory of a generation’s Demon Emperor; if he came here and slaughtered all the demon clans, that would not be too good.

Fang Yu’s gaze focused on the fierce birds and beasts there; there was a centipede with silver wings, as thick as an arm and two meters long, as if cast from silver.

It was in that ruin, and other creatures dared not approach.

There was also a fierce beast with a body like a wild ox and a lion’s head, over ten meters tall, standing in the ruins like a small mountain, also occupying an area alone.

There was also a big man, his arms covered in scales, who could actually transform into human form; he was clearly an outstanding member of the demon clan.

Fang Yu had no concept of what realm a demon had to reach to transform into human form in this world, but in the World of Immortality, it seemed the Supernatural Realm was sufficient.

A big man, a golden young girl, and a giant snake with horns on its head and sharp claws under its belly, completely exceeding the category of a snake, already counted as a legendary flood dragon.

A snake promotes to a flood dragon, and a flood dragon promotes to a dragon.

The World of Immortality has such rules, but in this world of Shrouding the Heavens, it seems one has not heard of any flood dragon promoting to a true dragon.

“That seems to be the Sect Master of my Lingxu Grotto-Heaven.”

Ye Fan’s gaze looked to the other side and saw the old man he had met once before; it was indeed the Sect Master of the Lingxu Grotto-Heaven.

Beside him were four white-haired, white-bearded old men, who seemed to be the Supreme Elders of the Lingxu Grotto-Heaven.

The positions were divided entirely according to strength levels, and beneath the volcano were a group of Elders from the Lingxu Grotto-Heaven.

Soldier against soldier, general against general, Sect Master against Sect Master.

Their goal was exactly the same: all for the ancient palace in the magma.

“The tomb of the Green Emperor…”