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Chapter 858

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"Back already."

Fang Yu hummed in response, his gaze shifting slightly as he noticed something amiss. "This place is no longer suitable for habitation. Yu Fangyu, do you have any better locations to settle them?"

"Leave this to me—I control an entire province, more than enough to house them. This place has indeed become unstable; the major holy sects are about to attack Zishan, and no one knows what will happen."

Yu Fangyu understood completely.

"Let's wait here for a few days. After that, we'll leave together."

Fang Yu waved his hand, and streams of divine light flowed forth. Where the light passed, the village transformed into the shape of a great mountain, separating it from the outside world.

Then he continued his cultivation here.

"Brother's divine art is so mysterious…"

Yu Fangyu praised endlessly, utterly awed by his elder brother Fang Yu.

He too must cultivate, must strengthen himself—he couldn't let his elder brother down.

All of them began cultivating here.

Fang Yu began undergoing the single Secret Realm's Ocean of Qi, experiencing the "death" phase of the five lives and five deaths' nirvana transformation. Not far away, Ye Fan and Pang Bo were also pushing through their tribulations, striving to break into the fifth level of the Dao Palace realm.

Many strange phenomena appeared here—sounds of the Great Dao flowing, sacred light surging into the heavens—but all were blocked by Fang Yu's techniques; outsiders could see nothing.

Five days later, a tremendous tremor shook the land. Ye Fan opened his eyes. His body glowed like crystal, resembling a celestial king. With a casual wave of his hand or a simple clench of his fist, he felt as though he could crush the entire heavens and earth within his grasp—a powerful sensation surged within him.

Dao Palace fifth level—broken through!

Since the Ancient Era, those who had entered the Dao Palace fifth level as an Ancient Sacred Body were exceedingly rare. Now he had reached it, just one step away from breaking into the Four Extremities Secret Realm.

The world had long whispered that the Ancient Sacred Body could never surpass the Four Extremities Secret Realm due to a heavenly curse—but he did not believe it. He would fight for it.

Once he reached the Four Extremities Secret Realm, he would no longer be bound by his past state.

Ye Fan glanced sideways and saw his good brother Pang Bo's body also radiating streams of light, soon breaking through into the Dao Palace fifth level as well.

The two brothers exchanged a smile, then turned their gaze to another location.

There, Fang Yu had previously been lifeless—but suddenly, a torrent of vitality and soul force erupted forth. The terrifying surge of life shook heaven and earth, like a cosmic furnace capable of crushing all things.

Then, all that vitality receded like a tide, flowing back into Fang Yu's body. All returned to stillness, yet everyone could sense that his strength had risen again.

"Congratulations, Brother Fang. Your strength has risen once more."

Ye Fan and Pang Bo offered their congratulations.

"Congratulations to you both, Ye Fan and Pang Bo. You've elevated your realms to the Dao Palace fifth level. Next comes the Four Extremities Secret Realm."

Fang Yu smiled.

"The Four Extremities Secret Realm—that's another great challenge. But I won't fear it!"

Ye Fan's eyes gleamed. He would fight with all his might.

"By the way, I've obtained the Wushou Scripture. The Four Extremities volume is truly profound. You two should study it."

Fang Yu spoke, transmitting a wondrous method.

"What? The Four Extremities volume of the Wushou Scripture?"

"Brother, you've already obtained the Wushou Scripture?"

"This is the Wushou Scripture? Brother Fang, you're too terrifying—those Holy Masters haven't even gotten it, and they've had to mobilize Emperor Weapons…"

Whether Ye Fan, Pang Bo, or Yu Fangyu, all wore expressions of utter disbelief.

After all, the Holy Masters of the major sects had made enormous preparations to attack Zishan, launching two assaults already, losing many Supreme Elders and Elders alike—and still failed to take Zishan. Now they planned to gather Emperor Weapons for a third assault.

Yet Brother Fang claimed he had already entered Zishan and obtained the Wushou Scripture within.

Who could believe that?

Every Holy Master in the world, upon hearing this news, would say it was impossible—absolutely impossible.

"To enter Zishan and obtain the Wushou Scripture requires a karmic connection with Emperor Wushou. If you try to force your way in, no number of Emperor Weapons will help."

Fang Yu spoke calmly.

"Brother, you're too strong! This is the Wushou Scripture! Heaven—I, Yu Fangyu, will one day obtain the Wushou Scripture? What kind of fortune is this? This is an Emperor Scripture! Emperor Wushou's Emperor Scripture!"

Yu Fangyu's entire being radiated disbelief. He simply could not believe the Wushou Scripture had come so easily. But then he thought of his elder brother—undoubtedly the myth within myths, the legend among legends, a young Emperor.

Thinking of his elder brother as a young Emperor, possessing the bearing of an Emperor, Yu Fangyu's astonishment lessened slightly—after all, what could a young Emperor not accomplish?

Yet to have obtained the Wushou Scripture so effortlessly—still unimaginable.

"We absolutely cannot let this leak out. Otherwise, it will bring catastrophic disaster."

Pang Bo spoke, his face flushed with excitement.

He had just reached the Dao Palace fifth level and was worrying about which scripture to study to reach the Four Extremities Secret Realm—when Brother Fang handed him the Wushou Scripture's Four Extremities volume. This was an immense favor.

Such a scripture must never be leaked.

"Don't worry—I know the stakes. But Brother, you actually transmitted the Wushou Scripture's Four Extremities volume to us—I'm overjoyed."

Yu Fangyu knew he could never leak the Wushou Scripture—if other sects learned of it, they would go mad trying to seize it. But the fact that his elder brother had given it to him—this was a debt of gratitude beyond repayment, even if he sold himself a thousand times over.

An Emperor Scripture, if revealed, would cause rivers of blood and countless deaths.

Especially Emperor Wushou's Wushou Scripture—if it leaked, not only would all major sects of the Eastern Wilderness go mad for it, even the immortal imperial dynasties of the Central Province would fight to possess it.

And now he had the Four Extremities volume.

All of them were stunned, rejoicing—long minutes passed before they calmed down and began studying the Wushou Scripture's Four Extremities volume.

"Four Extremities" refers to the four pillars holding up heaven in ancient myth. In the human body, the Four Extremities are the limbs. This Secret Realm cultivates not only unparalleled combat power but also the Great Dao—linking hands and feet with heaven and earth, extending to the utmost, connecting the body's Four Extremities with the Dao, piercing heaven and earth.

The opening doctrine of the Wushou Scripture's Four Extremities volume was profoundly mysterious; later passages became even more inconceivable, capable of birthing Dao Spirits, approaching the Dao, and imprinting upon empty space.

As they read the Wushou Scripture's Four Extremities volume, the deeper they studied, the more astonishing it became, and they became utterly immersed.

But as more cultivators gathered near Zishan, they stopped reading, knowing they must leave.

"Let them fight over this place. See what happens when they launch their third assault on Zishan. It's time for us to return."

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