Chapter 870

"This is..."

The old Daoist of the Crimson Dragon's expression changed, surprise rising on his face, then turning to incredulity.

On these elixirs, he sensed a divine aura, as if each and every one of them were immortal elixirs.

An immensely rich pure yang force flowed from each elixir, making the old Daoist of the Crimson Dragon feel refreshed and invigorated merely by smelling it; if he swallowed such a pure yang immortal elixir, it would greatly enhance his physical body.

He had cultivated from a dragon, and if he could consume such a pure yang immortal elixir, his strength would surely increase dramatically.

"These elixirs are called Pure Yang Elixirs. Today, I feel a kinship with you, dear friend—please sample them."

Fang Yu smiled.

"How can this be... this is far too precious."

Seeing Fang Yu produce the Pure Yang Elixirs and invite him to taste them, the old Daoist of the Crimson Dragon's face flushed with embarrassment.

Because he himself was destitute, possessing only several ten thousand jin of source.

He had nothing worthy enough to offer in return.

"No matter. I still have some of these elixirs."

Fang Yu smiled.

Offering this old Daoist of the Crimson Dragon dozens of Pure Yang Elixirs meant nothing to him; after all, he had brought one hundred million Pure Yang Elixirs with him to the Shrouding Heaven Realm, and establishing a friendly relationship with the Crimson Dragon Daoist was no bad thing.

"Then thank you very much. No wonder your cultivation speed is so fast—Pure Yang Elixirs, Pure Yang Elixirs—I've never even heard of Pure Yang Elixirs before."

The old Daoist of the Crimson Dragon reached out, seized one Pure Yang Elixir, and swallowed it whole; instantly, nine kinds of pure yang forces entered his body, each one possessing immense nourishing power for his physical form.

After swallowing the Pure Yang Elixir, the old Daoist of the Crimson Dragon's face relaxed into a look of comfort, as if savoring it.

"Excellent elixir, truly an excellent elixir—if I had taken such an elixir thousands of years ago, perhaps my realm could have advanced further. But times have changed; advancing further is simply too difficult, too difficult."

The old Daoist of the Crimson Dragon sighed as he continued eating the Pure Yang Elixirs.

"If one had sufficient lifespan, waiting for the great transformation of heaven and earth wouldn't be impossible."

Fang Yu said.

"Unfortunately, when I entered the Holy Cliff in my youth, I was trapped for a full fifteen hundred years by the Emperor's array, wasting far too much time."

The old Daoist of the Crimson Dragon continued lamenting, recounting a past tale.

After achieving cultivation, he ventured into the Holy Cliff, suspecting it might hold the Nine Secrets; he accidentally triggered an Emperor's array and was trapped for fifteen hundred years.

Fifteen hundred years were wasted within the array; though he eventually broke free and gained much, the cost of fifteen hundred years was still too great.

"Recently, I acquired a rare treasure called the Human Yuan Fruit—it might be suitable to give to you, to extend your lifespan."

Hearing the old Daoist of the Crimson Dragon's words, Fang Yu reached out and grasped; in the void, a Human Yuan Fruit appeared.

"It's truly the Human Yuan Fruit!"

The old Daoist of the Crimson Dragon's face showed utter shock. "The Human Yuan Fruit can indeed extend lifespan, but if you give it to me so freely, it's far too precious—what do you need me to do? If you wish me to escort you out of the city, that's no problem. Any Saint Master, any Great One who dares block your path—I'll kill them all."

"I do have a request, but it's not about leaving the city—who could possibly threaten me within the city? I wish to sit and discuss the Dao with you."

Fang Yu smiled.

"Of course, no problem."

The old Daoist of the Crimson Dragon nodded.

The two sat within the palace and discussed the Dao.

The old Daoist of the Crimson Dragon had cultivated from a dragon, his physical body immensely strong; he had also cultivated the Supreme Secret Art of the Demon Clan—the Nine Forms of the True Dragon—and now, as he manifested its profundities, he directly fused the void, isolating a small independent realm of merely several zhang in diameter, where every law was under his control.

"The Nine Forms of the True Dragon have long lost their lineage; what follows is what I myself restored and expanded—please, dear friend, evaluate it."

The old Daoist of the Crimson Dragon spoke, manifesting countless profundities within the small independent realm of several zhang.

Fang Yu smiled and summoned tens of thousands of Great Chaos Divine Thunderbolts, striking the small independent realm; rolling Chaos Divine Thunder erupted, sounding like the birth of heaven and earth, shaking the entire space.

"Chaos Body—you truly are a Chaos Body! With this Chaos Divine Thunder, nothing can withstand it. In this world, save for the Ultimate Emperor Weapons, no holy sect can harm you."

The old Daoist of the Crimson Dragon sighed repeatedly; he had cultivated for thousands of years and possessed only one technique—the Nine Forms of the True Dragon—and even that was incomplete, the missing parts restored by himself. Yet this Fang Yu, born with a Chaos Body, could manifest countless arts.

The gap between people was simply too vast.

The old Daoist of the Crimson Dragon felt that if he had lived in the same era as Fang Yu, he would have been suffocated.

Yet now, in this generation, virtually all peerless geniuses were no match for Fang Yu—they were already suffocating.

As the two discussed the Dao within the palace, the Wu Shi Bell rang again.

The Divine City resonated; all present wore expressions of shock, and Fang Yu and the old Daoist of the Crimson Dragon ceased their discussion.

"Roar..."

Suddenly, a terrifying roar echoed, accompanied by cries of agony.

"Roar..."

The roars shook the heavens, as if countless mysterious creatures had appeared within the Divine City.

"Ancient creatures have emerged."

Fang Yu's spiritual sense flowed outward and saw many Ancient Creatures emerging, crossing the void to enter the Divine City.

Cries of agony erupted from all four directions of the Divine City, filled with terror.

"Boom!"

From the northern direction, a terrifying killing intent surged, where Saint Masters battled Ancient Creatures, sweeping away clouds across the realm.

"Ancient Creatures have emerged—how terrifying! They can even stand against Saint Masters!"

Many within the Divine City turned pale; even Saint Master-level beings had been mobilized and still could not subdue them—how dire the situation must be.

"Hum!"

The void trembled; a vast cloud of demonic energy surged from the western direction, stretching countless li, descending upon the Divine City.

From within that dark cloud, a colossal claw emerged, covered in blue scales, like a massive mountain peak, crushing down.

Dozens of veteran elders from the holy sects were instantly crushed into blood mist, their bodies and souls annihilated.

"What kind of creature is that? How could it be so enormous?"

The sight made everyone tremble; those who witnessed this scene were all dumbstruck, their whole bodies drenched in cold sweat.

"Who could possibly withstand such a powerful being? Even the great Holy Lords going up would have a hard time resisting."

"Boom—!"

The giant claw reached down once more, heading straight for the palace where Fang Yu and the Red Dragon Elder were.

"That's enough."

Fang Yu had been observing all of this and had not taken part, but the claw—massive as a mountain—came crashing down brutally, seemingly intent on randomly slaughtering the living beings of the Divine City to establish its might.

And this time, the direction it chose was precisely the palace where Fang Yu and the Red Dragon Elder were drinking tea.

In the void, the rolling Great Chaos Divine Thunder transformed into a river, surging straight upward; the instant that beast claw—large as a mountain—touched the rolling Chaos Divine Thunder, it exploded apart on the spot.

There was no surprise about it.

The Great Chaos Divine Thunder seemed capable of annihilating everything.

"Damn it!"

From within the demonic clouds, a voice brimming with fury rang out; that existence revealed its true form—it was actually a humanoid creature several hundred zhang tall, its eyes filled with killing intent.

It had never expected to suffer a loss, to lose a claw.

In its fury, it stomped down directly, seemingly intent on crushing Fang Yu and the others to death.

"You think being a few hundred zhang tall makes you something special?"

Fang Yu's voice rang out; his figure appeared in the void, and in the blink of an eye he grew, transforming into a giant that seemed to hold up the heavens and stand upon the earth.

The primeval being within the demonic clouds had originally been a giant, but now before Fang Yu it was like a little loach, flipped onto the ground by a single slap from Fang Yu.

"What is that? How could it be so tall?"

"Is that Fang Yu? Really Fang Yu? Heavens, what divine ability has this Chaos Body just displayed? How could it be so tall?"

"It really is Fang Yu, displaying an unrivaled divine ability and suppressing even a primeval being. Has his cultivation base already reached such a state?"

In the Divine City, countless people were trembling; seeing the primeval being come crashing down and Fang Yu actually soaring up to flip it onto the ground shocked no one knew how many.

Some had heard of Fang Yu's great name, but had only assumed he was an outstanding figure among the younger generation; yet today's calamity of the primeval being was something even the Holy Lords of the Holy Lands had to handle with caution.

But Fang Yu had actually transformed into a colossal being and flipped a primeval being onto the ground with a single slap, shocking countless people at once.

"Fa Tian Xiang Di—Brother Fang actually knows this kind of skill from the legends? Fa Tian Xiang Di?"

Ye Fan and Pang Bo both watched in utter shock, seemingly never having expected Fang Yu to know such a skill.

They had both read Journey to the West and knew that beings like Sun Wukong and the Bull Demon King could both use Fa Tian Xiang Di; and now the method of enlarging the body that Brother Fang displayed was far too similar to the Fa Tian Xiang Di of legend.

"What on earth does Brother Fang not know how to do?"

Pang Bo was so envious he was drooling.

"Big Brother is too strong!"