Chapter 905: A Million Souls, to Me, Are But Floating Clouds!

At the Holy Cliff, Fang Yu finally stepped inside.

The day Fang Yu obtained an ancient scroll in Licheng of the Northern Region, it not only recorded Zishan but also marked the name Holy Cliff; now, the location of one of the Nine Secrets appeared at the deepest part of the Holy Cliff.

There was nothing left but to enter the Holy Cliff.

Here lie ancient Emperor's array patterns; cultivators who step inside cannot fly at all—once, the Red Dragon Daoist entered the Holy Cliff and was trapped for fifteen hundred years, nearly reduced to ashes.

Yet Fang Yu walked forward without encountering any disturbance.

"Big brother's move is truly extraordinary—I sense countless terrifying array patterns here; one misstep would bring great trouble, yet we walk as if on flat ground."

Tu Fei praised endlessly.

He was the descendant of a great bandit; though not deeply versed in array patterns, he could still sense a hint of them—and now he felt this place was extremely dangerous.

One wrong step could invite an attack from an Emperor's array pattern, with dire consequences.

Fang Yu's expression remained calm as he continued forward.

These array patterns are Wushi patterns, clearly recorded in the Wushi Scripture; for anyone else, every step here would bring great peril, but for him, every corner held familiar mysteries—the Wushi Scripture contained many of Wushi Emperor's arrays, so arriving here felt like returning home.

The journey was smooth; they crossed a great mountain, and ahead lay a void region devoid of Emperor's array patterns, yet the qi here was profoundly strange.

This was a vast valley nestled between black mountains, with a lake at its center, as smooth as a mirror.

"There's a spiritual herb there—at least twenty thousand years old!"

Tu Fei instantly spotted a pale blue plant in the distant lake, radiating dreamlike hues that drew the eye irresistibly.

He moved to harvest it, but before he could reach it, the lake erupted with a thunderous boom—a humanoid creature burst forth, its skin deathly pale, white hair like snow, resembling a zombie, reaching for Tu Fei.

"What the hell is that?"

Tu Fei gasped and retreated swiftly.

"It's a big one—likely dead for tens of thousands of years, yet now it's attained spiritual awareness!"

Pang Bo cried out.

"Big brother, what do we do!"

Xiao Nannan was tense.

Fang Yu simply reached out and pointed; he set an Emperor's array pattern over the distant lake, instantly freezing the ancient corpse in place—it had attained spiritual awareness and sensed the terrifying power of the array, so it dared not move.

Fang Yu was deeply familiar with Wushi Emperor's array patterns; having obtained the Wushi Scripture, setting arrays was no challenge.

Yet to Ye Fan, Pang Bo, and Tu Fei, this was simply awe-inspiring.

One casual motion, and the ancient corpse was frozen—neither advancing nor retreating—so overwhelmingly powerful.

If it were them facing such a corpse, they'd likely be doomed.

This place held unspeakable terror, but with Big Brother Fang Yu, the Zhang Sect Leader, they felt boundless safety.

They pressed forward; ahead lay more black mountains, oozing primordial deathly qi, majestic yet oppressive, making the heart unable to relax.

In Fang Yu's hand, he toyed with numerous array patterns—each could instantly fly out and transform into Emperor's arrays, suppressing all existence.

Suddenly, he reached out and seized a stone, drawing it before him; the stone split open automatically, emitting a soft glow like moonlight.

It was a divine source, shaped like a star, as large as a fist, crystal-clear, floating midair without sinking.

"Divine source!"

Tu Fei was stunned.

Ye Fan was also greatly surprised.

In the Holy Cliff, stones contained divine source—this was a considerable fortune, making everyone's eyes burn with desire.

Yet all felt a strong suspicion: the divine source likely sealed ancient beings; encountering one would not be good.

But Fang Yu remained perpetually calm, stepping across one black peak after another.

Each black peak crossed multiplied the array's power tenfold; by the final peak, the danger would be unimaginable.

Fortunately, Fang Yu possessed the Wushi Scripture—it was the key to safe passage.

Yet danger still lingered ahead—not from Wushi Emperor's arrays, but from the creatures here.

In a cave, boundless fire qi surged forth—fire crows shaped like the three-legged Jin Wu lived here.

As Fang Yu's party passed, over a million fire crows surged like a black tide, carrying torrents of solar true fire, plunging down in a deadly assault.

A million fire divine crows unleashing solar true fire—what terrifying power!

"Heaven! So many fire divine crows—I feel like I'm being boiled alive!"

"This place is truly deadly—if not for Brother Fang, we couldn't take a single step!"

"Big brother, what do we do..."

Tu Fei and Pang Bo felt immense pressure; even Ye Fan, the Primordial Ancient Saint Body who had reached the Four Extremities Secret Realm, felt grave danger facing this million-strong horde.

"Sometimes, quantity means nothing."

Seeing the million fire crows unleash solar true fire in dense waves, Fang Yu simply raised his hand—five Emperor's canopies appeared; instantly, the canopy grew with the wind, engulfing dozens of li in an instant, within which countless five-emperor divine thunder flowed, and five-colored divine light vibrated!

A million fire crows vanished into ash, transformed into pure fire essence, absorbed entirely by the five Emperor's canopies.

Fang Yu feared nothing against elemental lifeforms—he had encountered countless elemental divine beasts in the Eternal Life Realm; now, with one move, he annihilated a million fire crows.

"Damn!"

From the distant cave, the ancient entity among the fire crows swung a golden ancient staff forward; boundless solar true fire blazed tens of thousands of times hotter than before, reducing all it touched to ashes.

Fang Yu's expression remained calm; five-colored divine light spread across heaven and earth—Emperor Qing, Emperor Chi, Emperor Bai, Emperor Hei, Emperor Huang—ten imperial forms manifested in the void, each encircled by primordial dragon qi, radiating overwhelming power capable of annihilating all; the ten imperial forms rotated, pierced through space, and descended in one crushing press.

Eternal Sealing of the Divine Crow.

Five Emperor's Great Seal!

Three Thousand Great Dao Great Seal Art!

At that moment, a titanic collision shook heaven and earth—dust swirled, solar true fire surged to the heavens, blazing fiercely; when all settled, a single divine fire crow remained in the void, radiating terrifying qi—its gaze alone filled Ye Fan and the others with dread.

But this divine fire crow was sealed—its entire divine power was suppressed, directly sealed by Fang Yu's immense magic power and divine technique.

"This being's cultivation base is likely even stronger than a Great Power!"

Ye Fan felt the fire crow, his expression shaken.

"Its cultivation base is indeed stronger than a Great Power, its strength only below that of a Saint, yet for refining a magic treasure, it couldn't be more perfect."