Chapter 214: Captive
Chapter 214: Captive
Buzz!
The void trembled violently, and within a hundred li radius, a crimson sun could be seen crashing down with a thunderous roar!
Blinding light and heat swept through everything.
Endless heat, mixed with martial intent and vital energy, expanded outwards without restraint.
The ground was peeled away layer by layer, revealing a bottomless pit...
The path of the Martial Saint of the Blue Star Federation revealed its terrifying and ferocious side in the Immortal Cultivation World for the first time.
Fang Xing, the true self, touched his forehead and found that the large sun mark had quickly disappeared.
In the center of his sword brow, the Great Sun Sacred Relic had lost all its luster, as if it had regressed into a Vajra Relic.
Aside from that, his body didn't feel hollowed out.
Because this move, the Great Sun Buddha Palm, consumed not his vital energy and strength, but the Great Sun Divinity!
At this moment, a piece of pitch-black crystal appeared in Fang Xing's hand, which was the essence of the blood and flesh from the Dominant Bloodline.
The Great Sun Incantation circulated, rapidly absorbing the divine power contained within the essence of the blood and flesh, digesting it through the Great Sun Furnace to replenish the consumption of the Great Sun Divinity.
On Fang Xing's sword brow, the Vajra Relic began to rotate slowly, emitting a brilliant light.
He formed the Swastika seal with his hand and gazed at the center of the crimson sun, ready for any eventuality.
The Great Sun Buddha Palm was only a fourth-stage technique, and it might not be enough to kill the Wind Division Master with a single strike.
Since his trump card had already been revealed, he couldn't let the opponent leave alive!
Therefore, he didn't hesitate to quickly absorb the divinity from the power bank, restoring his strength to strike a second palm and crush any hidden dangers in their infancy!
Whoosh!
The gentle breeze blew, and the light dissipated.
Above the bottomless black pit, a faint blue light flashed.
Upon closer inspection, one would discover that it was a slightly damaged ancient bronze lamp, and the flame within had long gone out. This Spirit Treasure seemed to have suffered severe damage, and the surrounding spiritual light was somewhat unstable.
"Hmph!"
Fang Xing's martial intent surged like a mighty wave, sweeping across.
A flash of azure-black appeared, and behind the Azure Sun Demon Lamp, a small azure-black infant emerged.
It was only the size of a palm, naked, with azure-black skin and a thin body.
Its face was somewhat peculiar, appearing both youthful and familiar to Fang Xing, reminding him of an old acquaintance.
"Master Ten Thousand Techniques?!"
He punched out, and a shocking fist shadow appeared, crushing towards the azure-black infant.
Suddenly!
The azure-black infant opened its eyes, and its pupils erupted with a green light. It smiled strangely at Fang Xing and then disappeared into the void.
When it reappeared, it was hundreds of zhang away.
"Teleportation?"
This famous divine ability, which only Nascent Soul True Monarchs could use with their own Nascent Soul, was well-known to Fang Xing.
Although he didn't understand why the Nascent Soul that appeared after killing the Wind Division Master resembled Master Ten Thousand Techniques,
he didn't hesitate and struck another palm!
The Great Sun Buddha Palm reappeared!
However, this time, Fang Xing focused not on power but on sealing.
The Great Sun Buddha Palm had a total of nine forms.
The first form he used earlier, Great Sun Radiance, was a powerful attack.
Fang Xing now displayed the sixth form—Palm Mountain River, known as the number one sealing technique!
Buzz!
A crimson sun appeared, and within it stood a Buddha, the Great Sun Buddha himself!
The Great Sun Buddha stretched out his five fingers, forming the Palm Buddha Country.
Countless crimson Swastika symbols sealed the heavens and earth, like grains of sand in a red river, trapping the azure-black Nascent Soul.
The face of the Great Sun Buddha faintly resembled Fang Xing's, and he gazed at the Nascent Soul in his palm with a slight smile, as if he saw Sun Wukong in the Five Finger Mountain.
The Great Sun Buddha's fingers closed, and the crimson Swastika symbols continuously merged into the azure-black Nascent Soul, forming the most stringent seal.
Speaking of which, this Ghost Infant was rather unlucky.
It was first heavily injured by the first form of the Great Sun Buddha Palm, Great Sun Radiance, and although it barely survived with the help of a Spirit Treasure, its Nascent Soul origin was overly consumed, preventing it from teleporting away continuously from the start.
Teleportation of the Nascent Soul is indeed a top-tier survival technique for Nascent Soul True Monarchs.
Even with limited uses, it can ignore many formations and restrictions.
But Fang Xing's Palm Mountain River encompassed the four directions and ten realms, forming the Palm Buddha Country, and with the consumption of the Great Sun Divinity, its status was exceptionally high, even suppressing the Nascent Soul in terms of authority over the void.
This led to an extremely rare scene, even in battles between Nascent Soul True Monarchs—the escaped Nascent Soul was captured alive!
A moment later, the Great Sun's light dissipated.
Fang Xing held the azure-black Nascent Soul in his hand, deep in thought.
At this moment, the Nascent Soul had passed out with its eyes tightly shut, and only on its forehead, a tiny Swastika Buddha seal slowly rotated.
"Why does the false infant in the Wind Division Master's body resemble Master Ten Thousand Techniques? Was it refined from him?"
He could roughly guess what had happened: "Master Ten Thousand Techniques was neither human nor ghostly... Could it be that he unintentionally met the conditions for refining a false infant?"
"In truth, Fang Xing couldn't help but admit that he was slightly tempted after hearing Feng Shushi mention the False Infant."
After all, obtaining a False Infant meant possessing its combat power immediately after Core Formation!
With the Sword Heart Peak's infused Sword Dao realm, he could effortlessly manipulate Qi, Aura, Intent, and Momentum, but his power was lacking.
Once he had the power of a False Infant, comprehending Sword Intent and forming a domain wouldn't be a significant issue.
Golden Core Sword Cultivators, among various Nascent Soul True Monarchs, were universally acknowledged as exceptionally powerful.
In a sense, his Cultivation World clone would be equivalent to a Nascent Soul Sword Lord, bringing numerous benefits.
Hence, instead of eliminating the Ghost Infant with a single palm strike, he chose to capture it using sealing techniques.
"What a pity, Master Wanfa was also a formidable figure in his time, possessing unparalleled talent and insight in the path of spellcasting, yet he met such a tragic end..."
Fang Xing sighed, and that was all he felt.
After all, he held a deep grudge against Master Wanfa. If this foe escaped, the first thing he would do is seek him out, reclaim the Ten Thousand Transformation Cauldron and other great opportunities, and avenge the previous destruction of his clone.
Seeing his enemy's misfortune, Fang Xing felt a sense of satisfaction.
He took out a jade box, placed the 'Ten Thousand Dharmas Ghost Infant' inside, and then affixed numerous sealing talismans before securely storing it away.
Whoosh!
A flash of sword light, and the Cultivation World clone held the Azure Sun Demon Lamp, feeling slightly regretful: "That palm strike was too ruthless, reducing the Wind Division Leader's physical body and storage bag to ashes. Aside from this Spirit Treasure, there's no other loot..."
"However, obtaining a Spirit Treasure and this 'Ten Thousand Dharmas Ghost Infant' makes this trip worthwhile. It's not in vain, even if I had to expend two Great Sun Divinities to slay a False Infant Cultivator..."
Fang Xing instructed his clone to erase their traces and began to ponder.
The cultivation ranks in the Cultivation World couldn't be directly compared with the Blue Star Federation's Martial Dao grades.
The most notable difference was the Vajra Realm!
The Sixth Stage Martial Dao Golden Core was already comparable to most Core Formation Cultivators.
However, the Seventh Stage Vajra Realm had combat power similar to Core Formation Cultivators in the Cultivation World.
But this corresponded to those upstream True Core and even Immortal Golden Core-quality Core Formation Cultivators.
It was even comparable to the combat power of such Nascent Soul seeds in the late stages of Core Formation or at its perfection!
There were three types of Core Formation in the Cultivation World: False Core, True Core, and Golden Core!
Needless to say, False Core Cultivators were almost excluded from the ranks of Core Formation.
Similarly, the gap between True Core and Golden Core couldn't be measured by reason.
Thus, the disparity between late-stage Golden Core Cultivators and lower-tier True Core Cultivators was often akin to the difference between Sixth Stage and Seventh Stage combat power.
Even Vajra Realm martial artists could already surpass the heavenly chasm of Core Formation and Nascent Soul, matching the power of Near Nascent Soul-level Body Cultivators.
Through this real combat experience, Fang Xing gained a rough understanding of the divisions above the Nascent Soul.
"Nascent Soul Cultivators are roughly comparable to Eighth Stage Martial Saints, with little error..."
"But Martial Saints also have various types. Those who ascend to the Martial Saint level from the Seven-Turn Vajra Realm are naturally different from those who reach it from the Great Vajra Realm..."
The Seventh Stage of the Martial Dao—Vajra Realm!
It was a process of continuously tempering one's foundation and cultivating the Martial Dao Golden Body.
As long as the Golden Body was achieved and reached a high level of transformation, one could break through to the Martial Saint level without necessarily requiring the Great Vajra Realm.
However, the Golden Body of such Martial Saints wasn't flawless, resulting in reduced combat power.
"These weak Martial Saints are probably comparable to early-stage Nascent Soul Cultivators..."
"I used the Great Sun Divinity to unleash the Great Sun Buddha Palm, which has an extremely high position... Additionally, I have powerful martial arts to complement it, so it's reasonable that I was mistaken for a mid-stage or even late-stage Nascent Soul. This is equivalent to a 'strong Martial Saint' displaying the might of the Buddha Palm?"
As for the quality of Nascent Souls, whether there were strong or weak ones, as long as one could condense a Nascent Soul, they were at least True Core, and there wouldn't be any genuinely weak ones.
"The leap from Core Formation to Nascent Soul is actually quite significant... Hence, the condensation of the Nascent Soul is called transcending heaven!"
"The Blue Star Federation's Martial Dao is much smarter in this regard, creating a Vajra Realm, which is like building a ladder for those seeking to ascend to heaven in one step. Therefore, breaking through to the Martial Saint level from the Vajra Realm is easier than for Core Formation Cultivators to break through to the Nascent Soul in the Cultivation World."
As Fang Xing thought, he led his Cultivation World clone away.
As for the battlefield here, it was impossible to cover up.
Fortunately, he had already erased his traces, and no one would associate this battlefield, where a mid-stage or even late-stage Nascent Soul True Monarch had made their move, with him, a mere Foundation Establishment Cultivator.
"It's a pity... The power provided by external pills can't replace the True Core..."
"Otherwise, after returning, I could refine the 'Ten Thousand Dharmas Ghost Infant'... I would truly possess Nascent Soul-level power, and even in the Blue Star Federation, a Martial Saint is an absolute big shot."
"So... the Cultivation World clone's most important task now is to quickly cultivate and strive to condense the 'Sword Core'?"
It was a long while after Fang Xing's figure disappeared that several Demonic Path Core Formation Cultivators arrived.
The Great Hall Master of the Blood River Palace and the Supreme Elder of the Wooden Slaughter Sect stared at the bottomless pit, their faces filled with shock and horror...
(End of Chapter)
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