Chapter 876

Of course, all sorts of dirty deeds might be happening behind the scenes.

But this is already good enough.

Moreover, Jiang Shenwang will assist him in ascending to the Four Extremities Secret Realm.

He likely senses some reason behind this—whether alliance or something else—Jiang Shenwang's actions deserve his gratitude.

If he rises in the future, he will surely repay Jiang Shenwang and protect the Jiang Clan.

Of course, the Xuan Sect must also be protected.

"This is truly a golden age! All kinds of special physiques have appeared—the Heavenly Demon Physique, the Primordial Dao Embryo, the Divine Physique, even the Chaos Physique; many royal physiques coexist—it's an age of fierce competition!"

Someone drank wine, sighing as he drank.

At these words, everyone froze.

In this world today, the Divine Physique has already emerged, the Primordial Dao Embryo has appeared, and rumors say the Heavenly Demon Physique has surfaced too—while Fang Yu, the Chaos Physique, sits right here.

Does this mean all ancient royal physiques will emerge in this age?

If so, another era of brilliant stars and competing kings is coming—what will the future hold?

Many eyes turned to the Chaos Physique, Fang Yu, ahead—rumors say his cultivation base has reached the Immortal Platform Realm; will he suppress everyone and become the first to attain the Dao, leaving others only to become kings?

Now the Ancient Sacred Physique is joining the fray—if it too reaches peak cultivation, who will be stronger, the Chaos Physique or the Ancient Sacred Physique? Will the future Emperor contest turn into a bloody clash?

The future era seems worth anticipating, yet also somewhat despairing.

Some of the younger generation are too powerful—powerful beyond belief.

Tap, tap, tap.

At that moment, footsteps echoed from afar, clear as they struck the ground.

All eyes turned—thirteen or fourteen years old, a boy in white robes, spotless, skin like snow, eyes like black jewels, lips red and teeth white, strikingly handsome.

"I heard the Chaos Physique emerged in the Eastern Wilderness, and the Ancient Sacred Physique is about to ascend to the Four Extremities? I won't suppress the Ancient Sacred Waste Physique before he ascends—only after he reaches the Four Extremities will I subdue him and use his blood to brew an elixir."

The boy, like a celestial blossom, impossibly beautiful, walked straight in.

Entering without invitation is the act of a vile guest, an act of disrespect.

Yet this strikingly handsome boy entered with such disrespect.

Behind him followed two elderly men, clad in gray robes, ancient and frail, bent and hunched, like loyal old servants.

"Who are you, brat? How rude! Didn't your elders teach you to respect others?"

Pang Bo instantly flew into rage.

Ye Fan remained calm.

Since his Ancient Sacred Physique was revealed, he'd endured countless such incidents—he was used to it.

Still, he was curious: Jiang Shenwang had already spread word—how could this fourteen-year-old still intend to subdue him and use his blood for an elixir?

What was this boy's background?

"Blustering nonsense—afraid the wind might snap your tongue?"

Tu Fei sneered coldly: "Kid, what's your name? You're not young, but your mouth is huge."

"Xia Jiuyou."

The boy spoke coolly, sweeping his gaze over the assembled cultivators—his demeanor one of supreme condescension.

"Xia Jiuyou? Hah, I've never heard of him—but I've heard of Gai Jiuyou."

Eight thousand years ago, Gai Jiuyou conquered the Central Continent without equal; many believed he could become an Emperor, but he eventually vanished into the Eastern Wilderness.

"You haven't heard of him now? You'll remember this name soon."

The white-robed boy, Xia Jiuyou, laughed bitterly.

"Kid, how about we spar a bit?"

Tu Fei eyed him sideways.

He'd recently received many peerless techniques from his elder brother Fang Yu, trained hard, and mastered several—he'd never had a chance to use them; today would be perfect.

"I'm not interested in you. I have no interest in anyone who isn't the Ancient Sacred Physique or the Chaos Physique."

Xia Jiuyou wouldn't even spare Tu Fei a second glance.

At these words, Tu Fei wanted to slap Xia Jiuyou dead.

Yao Yuekong, elegant and composed, asked: "Have the Chaos Physique and the Ancient Sacred Physique offended you?"

"No offense? Doesn't that mean I can't capture them? I heard the Ancient Sacred Physique's blood can be used in elixirs—I intend to subdue him and brew a batch. As for the Chaos Physique, I'll challenge him to a duel."

The white-robed boy Xia Jiuyou's words were deeply hated.

Even Yao Yuekong was momentarily speechless—he hadn't expected to meet someone like this.

How could someone like this be changed? Let Brother Fang Yu handle it.

"Very good. Excellent. Your name is Xia Jiuyou—you wish to challenge me?"

Fang Yu finally spoke.

He studied the arriving Xia Jiuyou—his gaze instantly saw through the seemingly handsome boy: she was a girl, Girl Xia Jiuyou, and she truly had a formidable background.

But this one spoke with outrageous arrogance—even Meng Shaobai, the little immortal from the Eternal Life Realm, hadn't been this brazen.

In truth, Fang Yu felt Xia Jiuyou's talent resembled Meng Shaobai's—but her tone was even more reckless.

What kind of logic is this: "No grudge, no offense, so I can capture them"? What kind of reasoning: "I heard the Ancient Sacred Physique's blood can brew elixirs, so I'll take his blood"?

This is lawless—she must be thoroughly punished.

"You're the Chaos Physique?"

As soon as Fang Yu spoke, Xia Jiuyou turned to him—her gaze like swords, piercing Fang Yu.

Powerful divine senses instantly slashed through space, surging toward Fang Yu.

But Fang Yu's expression didn't change—around him naturally swirled Great Devouring, Great Chaos; Xia Jiuyou's divine senses had barely arrived before being swallowed whole.

Xia Jiuyou's expression changed instantly, disbelief flashing across her face.

She had never imagined her divine sense would be directly swallowed—her divine sense was immensely powerful, meticulously cultivated; how could it be swallowed?

In that moment, she knew the man before her truly possessed great ability.

He is truly the Chaos Body!

Legends say the Chaos Body is impervious to all arts, so her divine sense failed—but that only made her more excited; if she could fight a battle against this Chaos Body, it would greatly benefit her cultivation base.

"Come, fight!"

Excitement surfaced on Xia Jiuyou's face; she no longer tested him, instead waiting for Fang Yu to rise.

"What?"

"Is this boy's head really that hard? Does he truly intend to challenge Brother Fang?"

"Has he not even bothered to ask what happened these past two days since arriving at Shengcheng? Does he dare confront Brother Fang so boldly? If he's truly this reckless, then I respect him."

"Big brother, there really is someone who wants to die."

Whether Ye Fan, Tu Fei, Pang Bo, Xiang Yifei, the Holy Son of Dayan, or Yao Yuekong—all their expressions were strange. Was this new arrival truly that reckless? Among so many present, he ignored everyone else and fixated solely on smashing his head against the wall?

Brother Fang's strength has even earned him the title of 'comrade' from Jiang Shenwang—how dare you challenge him? Do you truly believe you're also a Great One of the Immortal Platform Realm?

Or has this fellow heard not a single rumor since arriving?

"To fight you with my current realm would be unfair. Very well—if you can withstand even one of my magic treasures, you win. What do you say?"

Fang Yu looked at Xia Jiuyou, who had spoken "Come, fight!"—he recalled the last person who said those words to him had been killed by him.

He smiled faintly, reached out with a large hand, and a lump of Chaos Stone appeared in his grasp.

It was none other than the Emperor's bed he had obtained in Licheng that very day.

He reached out again, and a Chaos Tower appeared in his hand.

The Chaos Tower emitted no aura whatsoever; it looked utterly ordinary, as if molded from mud.

He reached out once more, and a great cauldron formed from the Root of Xuanhuang Mother Qi appeared in his hand.

He reached out again, and a Black Gold Dragon-Engraved Sword appeared in his hand.

"Have you decided? Which one do you wish to challenge?"

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