Chapter 908

Fang Yu waved his hand, and five-colored divine light flowed through the void; at this moment, he directly burned all ill omens with the rolling pure fire of the Red Emperor's Fire Emperor Qi.

Whatever green hair, whatever thick fog, all vanished into ash before the Red Emperor's Fire Emperor Qi.

Then, Fang Yu swept his sleeve, and the coffin lid was snatched away in an instant.

In an instant, even more world-shattering yin and malevolent energies surged forth, black mist rising like a tidal wave, completely drowning the area.

Yet Fang Yu resembled a great sun, radiating boundless pure yang energy; all evil and malevolence, upon encountering him, melted like snow before a blazing sun, vanishing into ash.

At the same time, over fifty great mountains in this region trembled violently, as if an earthquake had struck, massive boulders continuously rolling down.

Especially this towering peak—if not for the Emperor's array runes binding it, it would have already collapsed.

At this moment, the array runes carved by the Beginning Emperor transformed into supreme mysteries; the Dao rhythms from all directions wove together, forming a blazing light curtain that enveloped the ancient coffin.

Simultaneously, a radiant glow burst forth from the Spirit-Sealing Scroll halfway up the mountain, stabilizing the restless ancient coffin.

Thus, the ancient coffin was held fast.

Outside the coffin stood Fang Yu; inside the coffin lay the Perfected Saint Body; between them stretched boundless great Dao array patterns, and a Dao diagram hovered in the void, as if the Nine Heavens had descended.

"The Nine Seals!"

"That's the Nine Seals!"

"The opportunity is before us—hurry and contemplate it…"

Everyone became excited, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began earnestly contemplating the Dao diagram before them.

"Damn it, I still can't comprehend it!"

Tu Fei strained to contemplate, but the Nine Seals diagram was too profound, too convoluted—he couldn't even figure out where to begin.

It felt as if a supreme delicacy lay just ahead, yet he couldn't take a single step; he was trapped in a swamp—every benefit lay before him, yet he couldn't reach out to grasp it.

"I can't understand it at all—how do you even contemplate the Nine Seals diagram?"

Pang Bo also furrowed his brow; at this moment, gazing at the nearby Dao diagram, he felt dazed, nearly falling asleep.

The diagram was simply too complex, too mysterious—he felt his intellect simply couldn't comprehend it in such a short time.

In this moment, Pang Bo recalled when he had contemplated the Dao Scripture—Ye Fan and Brother Fang had already understood it, while he was still struggling with the very first lines.

This feeling was truly maddening.

If he failed to comprehend the Nine Seals now, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

"Cultivation without cultivating the mind is wasted cultivation—even if the Dao lies before you, you cannot attain it. Let me lend you a hand."

At this moment, Fang Yu also sat cross-legged; his body exuded countless Daoic mysteries—the Three Thousand Great Dao Great Calamity and Destiny Art, where each calamity carried destiny, each destiny carried calamity—he activated this Dao, unlocking the wisdom of all around him.

Another great divine art, the Art of Blessing, could not increase magic power, yet it could awaken wisdom.

As Fang Yu sat there, everyone nearby felt their minds suddenly clear—as if their thoughts had been enlightened in an instant, making them several times sharper than before.

"Ah! I can finally see some of the mysteries of the Nine Seals!"

Tu Fei was overjoyed, nearly bursting into tears—if he had witnessed the Nine Seals and understood nothing, his grandfather would have beaten him to death upon hearing it, and he himself would slap his own face every time he thought of it.

But now, he finally sensed some of the Nine Seals' mysteries; without hesitation, he began to contemplate them.

"I seem to understand some of it too!"

Even the towering, imposing Pang Bo was stunned—just moments ago, the Nine Seals had been like advanced physics or advanced mathematics to him, yet now they had become elementary school knowledge; he felt he could understand them, even teach them to others. Overjoyed, he immediately began to contemplate.

Ye Fan had long since summoned his Bodhi Seed and began contemplating the "Xing" Seal among the Nine Seals.

As for Xiao Nannan, her face bore a look of half-understanding; suddenly, she moved—and vanished.

The next instant, Xiao Nannan appeared on the coffin wall, startled into tears, helplessly gazing downward; the little girl looked utterly innocent, tears in her eyes, saying: "I was just trying it out."

Fang Yu smiled faintly, reached out with his hand, and summoned the Great Void Art of the Three Thousand Great Dao—the Hand of Heaven instantly seized Xiao Nannan and returned her to her spot to continue contemplation.

"What…? Xiao Nannan is this powerful!"

Pang Bo was startled.

"Don't get distracted!"

Fang Yu spoke.

The Xing Seal has nine heavenly layers; he had already memorized all its mysteries. As an Eternal Life Realm cultivator, as one who cultivates the mind, Fang Yu's comprehension was essentially maxed out.

If Pang Bo's comprehension was one point, his own was roughly one billion.

Contemplating the Xing Seal posed no difficulty; save for the Ultimate Destiny Art and the Primordial Heaven Dao, nearly all other Dao arts could be instantly comprehended.

Of course, if Pang Bo or Tu Fei heard this, they'd be left speechless with envy—even with Fang Yu's aid, they'd only managed to comprehend two or three layers.

The complete Xing Seal consists of nine heavenly layers; now, only two had been comprehended—still deeply regrettable.

Thus, Pang Bo and Tu Fei frantically contemplated, while Ye Fan also strained to comprehend; his Bodhi Seed glowed fiercely, as if striving to aid him.

Fang Yu watched this scene and shook his head; on this journey to the Shrouding Heaven Realm, he hadn't brought the Eight-Story Pagoda—if he had, the morning bell and evening drum within his lower-grade Dao treasure could have boosted their contemplative ability by hundreds of times.

The morning bell and evening drum, elevated to the lower-grade Dao treasure realm, were unimaginably priceless in this world—far surpassing the utility of any Bodhi Seed.

When the morning bell rang and the evening drum sounded, wisdom surged immeasurably; comprehension increased by hundreds or even thousands of times.

Artifacts from the Eternal Life Realm were simply this powerful.

As Fang Yu sensed the mysteries of the nine-layered Xing Seal, he took a slight step—and walked freely within the Emperor's array runes; with one step, he plucked a spiritual herb that had grown for twenty thousand years; with another step, he obtained a scale—the scale of a supreme being from the Sacred Cliff, capable of being forged into a Saint Weapon.

Fang Yu moved again, acquiring another rare treasure: a divine source from the Sacred Cliff, located atop a great mountain, brought to him by the Xing Seal.

This technique was truly profound and mysterious—moving through heaven and earth, it granted a sense of absolute freedom.

It was said that when pushed to its extreme, this technique could even touch the domain of time—this intrigued Fang Yu greatly.

But now was not the time to study how the Xing Seal could touch the laws of time; Fang Yu had other matters to attend to. He stepped forward to the stone coffin's location, where he saw half a pool of blood at its base—vividly bright, as if freshly spilled from a living body; within it floated the corpse of an old man.

His body was immortal, clutching a golden scepter, exuding supreme lethal intent.

This old man radiated immense killing aura, as if he had slain countless lives; the faint killing energy seeping from his golden ancient scepter was so intense that the coffin interior resembled a hell of countless torments.

"The Heavenly Court…"

Fang Yu mused.

In this world, there are three great assassin organizations, one called the Heavenly Court, one called the Mortal World, and one called Hell. The old man now before Fang Yu had a cultivation base that had already reached the level of an ancient sage, and the staff in his hand was the Supreme Staff of the Heavenly Court.

In years past, the ancient sages of the Heavenly Court, wielding the Supreme Staff, could almost command the world.

But unfortunately, an assassin organization like the Heavenly Court was simply too reckless, and ultimately drew upon itself the joint attack of all the Holy Lands and noble clans of that era. Thus the great Heavenly Court assassin organization was destroyed, and the ancient sages of the Heavenly Court, with nowhere left to go, broke into the Sacred Cliff, and ultimately perished here.

This ancient sage—his neck had been twisted off, with clear fingerprints upon it, and some green hairs clinging to it.

"Underneath the blood pool there lies another person, his body covered all over in green hairs…"

Nannan felt fear.

Her eyes could see many things, so when she was comprehending the Dou Zi Mi, she also saw the green hairs within that coffin—terribly horrifying.

"Nannan, don't be afraid."

From within Fang Yu's body flowed out a great deal of Pure Yang power; at the same time, his body underwent a change, transforming from a Chaotic Body into a Innate Sacred Body Dao Fetus.

Endless light power flowed around Fang Yu's entire body, as if about to obliterate all yin energy.

Thump, thump, thump.

From within the coffin, a towering and immensely tall figure strode forth, stepping directly out of the ancient coffin.

At this moment, Tu Fei, Pang Bo, and the others, who were still comprehending the Dou Zi Mi, felt their scalps go numb.

"What?!"

All of them were dumbstruck, never expecting things to happen so suddenly—the corpse of the Great Completion Sacred Body had crawled out.

He stood tall and imposing, two or three heads taller than an ordinary man, like an immortal god or demon; even the passage of time could hardly wear down his body.

His gaze looked toward Fang Yu ahead, and toward Ye Fan not far away, as if sensing something.

It was also at this moment that Ye Fan's entire body's golden qi and blood began to boil; his body seemed like seven-colored glazed crystal, pure and flawless, as golden blood qi surged forth, dazzlingly brilliant. His sacred blood seemed like a great river flowing, and within his body it emitted rumbling thunder.

Between the Sacred Bodies, a resonance arose!

From Ye Fan's Wheel Sea, a green lotus surged forth, emitting a ten-thousand-zhang radiance, wreathed in chaotic mist, and in an instant rushed out, charging toward the Great Completion Sacred Body.

"Whoosh!"

From Fang Yu's Wheel Sea, a chaotic green lotus also surged forth, flashing once and vanishing, as the three-leafed green lotus entered the Wheel Sea of the Great Completion Sacred Body.

At this moment, the three of them experienced a kind of spiritual resonance.

Whether it was Fang Yu or Ye Fan, both could see that within the Wheel Sea of the Great Completion Sacred Body, everywhere was a golden Bitter Sea, vast and boundless, without end, and the heaven-overwhelming divine power seemed about to shatter heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

The Wheel Sea of the Great Completion Sacred Body revived because of the arrival of the two green lotuses; the endless golden ocean seemed about to smash this very heaven and earth, surging heavenward, with the green lotuses bobbing up and down within it.

Outside, Tu Fei and the others were horrified—the Great Completion Sacred Body erupted with a ten-thousand-zhang golden light, causing endless great mountains to crack apart.

Every region not protected by Great Emperor formation patterns was reduced to fine powder, while this Sacred Cliff, under the protection of the Investiture of the Gods, remained unharmed.

"So this is the Great Completion Sacred Body—it's truly too terrifying!"

Tu Fei and Pang Bo trembled all over.