Chapter 219: The Path Ahead
Chapter 219: The Path Ahead
The dark brown bloodstains had long dried, but Fang Xing felt an inexplicable vitality hidden within them, like dark red veins, almost forming streams, rivers, and oceans.
It seemed... as if they were living creatures.
And under certain conditions, they might even give birth to new life.
Just staring at them brought a powerful sense of pollution, making Fang Xing's blood boil.
At this critical moment, the Great Sun Sacred Relic between his eyebrows slowly rotated, clearing his eyes.
A flash of light from the Purple Vein Golden Core suppressed the aberrations in his body, instantly restoring it to its original state.
"Such powerful pollution!"
"Could it be... the blood of a Dominator?" Fang Xing realized, looking at the bloodstains.
This wasn't just his own deduction; it was also the desire of the 'Great Sun Buddha Mantra'.
Everything indicated that these bloodstains were possibly 'Divine Blood'!
'Fortunately, with my current cultivation, I can maintain my sanity even when facing the projection of a Foreign Demon God, and the corpses and blood are harmless... After reaching the Vajra Realm, I'll likely be able to face the true Foreign Demon God itself... alive!'
Fang Xing touched his forehead.
Along with the powerful pollution, he had also received a lot of information.
Ninety percent of it was irrelevant, including scenes of various supernova explosions, primitive men's frenzied and bloody sacrifices, and the worship of all kinds of bizarre creatures... bringing coldness and bloodthirst.
The remaining one percent was what mattered.
"Light comes from the mother body..."
"The mother body originates from... dreams..."
"Dreamland... is the authority of the Creator, the Father of all, the Mother of all..."
Fang Xing muttered, as if grasping the threads of countless Dominators, "So, those lower and higher Dominators... really have a unified origin?"
"They come from a dream? Or rather... the 'Creator' who controls dreamland? What kind of fantastical and bizarre dream could give birth to so many Demon Gods?"
"Is that 'Creator' still asleep? But its strength is probably beyond the Twelve Realms, truly a 'Thirteenth Realm'!"
"Once it awakens, it will be a disaster for the Blue Star Federation!"
Apart from these 'creation' descriptions, the slate didn't have anything else noteworthy.
No wonder the Radiant Cathedral didn't pay much attention to it.
Fang Xing touched the storage ring on his finger, collecting the 'Creation Slate' and the forbidden books in one go. Then, a golden light flashed, and he transformed into a golden sun, with twelve radiant meridians around him, devouring all the energy in the surroundings.
He then turned into a golden line and descended into the ground of the Primordial Cathedral!
Boom!
Vol, who was fighting fiercely on the mountainside, saw a golden sun burst forth from the Holy Mountain!
"You ascended evil spirits, stop descending your power to harm people..."
Fang Xing coldly hummed, holding the unconscious Sophia in his arms as he rose into the air, casually tossing her to Vol, "Let's go... I'll handle the rest."
"He comes from the light, symbolizing purity and greatness!"
Vol caught Sophia, tears streaming down his face as he looked at the black-robed archbishops, "Are you all insane? Can't you see? This is such a holy and magnificent light... He is the Holy Son, the will of the Radiant Lord, sent here to purge all evil..."
"Nonsense," Fang Xing said, feeling speechless at the mention of the Holy Son.
He, of course, knew who the real Holy Son was...
'The Radiant Lord has freed itself from the mother body's restraints and successfully reincarnated... In this world, there's a Demon God progeny being nurtured, which might spell disaster in the future...'
'After all, although I can now execute a few moves of the Great Sun Buddha Palm, I can only maintain it for a short time... But it takes a group of Martial Saints, or even Martial Gods, to surround and kill a Demon God progeny...'
'This Demon God progeny has completely absorbed the mother body's essence and authority, and it might even be the Pale Mother Body's backup plan. It's not just an Eight Realm power, but possibly a Nine Realm power!'
Vol's words caused confusion among the surrounding clerics and knights.
But soon, a pillar of light descended, and an old man wearing a white robe, a golden crown, and holding a golden staff appeared.
He was the Pope of the Radiant Cathedral—Henry III!
"In the name of the Radiant Lord, he is not the Holy Son, but an evil sorcerer!"
Henry III's voice boomed, instantly sentencing Fang Xing to death, "He should be sent to the stake!"
"Haha, why didn't we do this earlier?"
In Fang Xing's eyes, two points of golden light flashed, and he could see the stubbornness of the Pope, His Holiness the Pope.
Behind him, stood the silhouettes of one 'Saint' after another.
This was the descent of the 'Primordial Spirit' of the Cathedral, and this Pope was the spokesperson for this group of 'Primordial Spirits'.
Layer upon layer of power accumulated, even reaching the level of the Primordial Spirit.
"Why aren't you leaving yet?"
Fang Xing shouted coldly, and Vol could only helplessly shout, transforming into a huge crimson fire dragon, with Sophia grasped in its claws, flapping its bat-like wings and quickly flying high into the sky, away from the Holy Mountain.
In this short period of time, Fang Xing felt that his body had undergone dozens of waves of 'Great Spirit' level corrosion.
From the cold wind, to a certain deadly pattern, to flames, corrosion...
After accommodating the 'Great Spirit', a person would gradually become inhuman.
In his eyes, the bodies of those slightly less useless 'Black Robed Archbishops' began to rot, and blood flowed from their facial features...
The most terrifying was still Pope Henry III! He rotated the golden scepter in his hand, representing the authority of the Pope, and when he opened it, there was a black severed finger inside.
On the severed finger, a thick demonic god's pollution erupted!
"We can't wait any longer..."
The Great Sun Buddha mark appeared on Fang Xing's forehead, and he raised his right palm, placing it on his chest.
Behind him, a crimson Great Sun appeared, and within the scarlet Great Sun, there was the 'Great Sun Buddha' with Thirty-Two Perfect Features and a face similar to Fang Xing's.
At this moment, the Great Sun Buddha bent his golden arm, extended his Five Fingers Wheel, and transformed into a palm!
The first style of the Great Sun Buddha Palm - Great Sun Radiance!
Boom!
A crimson Great Sun enveloped the entire Holy Mountain.
Terrifying light and heat spread in all directions, so intense that it dispersed the clouds in the sky, causing Vol, who had transformed into a red dragon in the sky, to shudder.
On the dragon's claw, Sophia, who had been unconscious, woke up and saw the dragon's huge vertical pupil, "I... was caught by a dragon, no, are you Vol?"
Sophia was almost overwhelmed with joy, "What are you looking at?"
"I'm looking at... the sun!"
Vol's voice was deep, "The Radiant Light has faded, and the Sun God has descended with His grace..."
...
Blue Star.
Blue Sea Zone 69.
A flash of silver light, and Fang Xing's figure appeared.
"Such a decrepit Cathedral, if I don't slap it, I'll never feel at ease..."
Under his palm, even the so-called immortal and indestructible Spirit could only meet its end in ashes.
But at the last moment, Fang Xing managed to catch a trace of the 'Radiant Lord'.
According to previous speculations, the other party had severed their connection with the Pale Mother Body through death, avoiding the tragic fate of being used as a means of resurrection.
At this time, they should have truly descended upon the mortal world, becoming a Demon God's progeny.
Perhaps, they had even grown up.
"I sensed Him, and He also sensed me... It seems that unless one reaches the level of a Martial Saint or even a God of Martial Arts, it's best not to go to that world..."
"Fortunately, I've obtained most of the benefits I could."
Fang Xing touched his storage ring.
It had to be said that the storage equipment from the Immortal World was indeed rare and valuable.
After consecutively slaying numerous Core Formation Cultivators, especially the True Core descendants from the Demonic Path's Nascent Soul Great Sect, his storage equipment greatly expanded, and he no longer had to play the role of the Eighteen Bag Elder of the Beggar's Sect.
"There's still research potential in the 'Creation Slate', and although the research results of those forbidden books are bloody and cruel, the Nine Swords Academy will definitely want them... especially the human data inside, the results of semi-familiarization..."
"Especially, there's also 'Divine Blood' on the 'Creation Slate', and even if the divine essence of the refined essence is exhausted, this 'Divine Blood' can serve as a temporary substitute..."
After experiencing such a unique world, Fang Xing felt that he needed to relax.
From a psychological perspective, this was an accumulation of too many negative emotions that needed to be vented.
Fortunately, the Federation was exceptionally developed in this regard.
"Little Blue!"
Fang Xing walked out of the villa and into the backyard, calling out.
The blue private spaceship lit up immediately, and the artificial intelligence belonging to 'Little Blue' respectfully opened the cabin door, "Master, what are your instructions?"
"Let's go, let's take a good tour of the entertainment planet!"
Although the taxi driver had given recommendations, in reality, money could buy paradise-like service anywhere...
...
Several days later.
"Indeed, no matter how real the virtual universe is, it can never surpass reality..."
"That magical continent adventure project is not bad, and they're all beast-eared girls serving..."
"They seem even more beautiful than Shi Wanwan..."
Fang Xing returned to his villa, his face filled with reminiscence.
After resting for another half an hour, he finally laid down in the Holographic Virtual Chamber.
...
【Warrior 'Meteor' vs. Psychic 'Storm'!】
The battle announcement from the Galactic Holographic Universe Corporation echoed.
A familiar mask covered Fang Xing's face, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes, "Finally, I've encountered a Sixth Stage Psychic!"
Every battle had been against warriors, and he was getting sick of it.
This time, he finally met a different kind of opponent.
"However, I'd still rather face a Sixth Stage Mech Pilot."
Assessing the strength of Mech Pilots was tricky, as it was closely tied to their mechs.
For example, the wealthy Miss Zhong Yuxiu, whom Fang Xing knew, would be considered a Sixth Stage Mech Pilot if she piloted a Sixth Stage mech.
But if she piloted a Seventh Stage mech, then she'd be a Seventh Stage Mech Pilot! Fang Xing was also considering whether, after becoming a Martial Saint, he should amass resources to custom-build a Martial God mech for himself.
After all, a Martial God's power was equivalent to a Ninth Stage warrior, and only with a mech could they reach Tenth Stage power!
'But the implications are huge... If you're not an insider, you might never get the chance.'
Creating a mech from scratch was far more challenging than building a battleship, requiring the combined efforts of countless planetary factories.
Especially for such high-end mechs!
Mechs weren't just about construction; they required constant maintenance and repairs...
Just thinking about it gave him a headache!
'Damn, Mech Pilots are too complicated. Forget about relying on external objects to enhance my strength; I might as well focus on reaching the Tenth Stage of the Martial Path...'
'After all, I'm the founder of the Immortal Martial Way, and there must be a way to break through...'
In fact, Fang Xing's confidence stemmed from his knowledge that beyond Incarnation in the Immortal World, there were still higher realms, paths already trodden by those before him.
So, when he achieved the Martial God realm, equivalent to Incarnation in the Immortal Path, he might be able to draw parallels from Immortal cultivation methods and find a path to transcend the Martial God realm!
For other warriors, this was an impossible feat.
The Immortal Path and the Martial Path were entirely different systems.
Even if they had access to cultivation methods beyond Incarnation, it might offer some insights, but it would be barely useful.
But for Fang Xing, it was a different story.
After all, an Immortal Martial practitioner could be considered half an Immortal cultivator!
Drawing nourishment from Immortal cultivators and then using that to break through and advance the Martial Path—there would undoubtedly be many challenges, but it was a tangible and achievable path!
"I must pay more attention to the Immortal World."
Fang Xing's heart stirred as his surroundings transformed, and he found himself in a swampy area.
In the distance, a storm gathered, forming dark clouds with flickering thunder within.
At the eye of the storm stood a figure.
The figure wore a black tactical bodysuit and protective goggles, another anonymous contestant.
"A Sixth Stage Storm-type Psychic, not a hybrid of Psychic and Martial Arts, but a pure Psychic! Excellent!"
Fang Xing burst into laughter as a Golden Core Domain appeared, enveloping the area.
The storm's thunder, which had just intruded, shrank by half in an instant! A bolt of lightning struck down, hitting his head, but his body, surrounded by a golden armor, easily withstood it.
Fang Xing's Dragon Elephant Indestructible Body Technique was nearing Grandmaster Perfection, giving him a defense that many Vajra Realm warriors couldn't match.
This bolt of lightning was nothing to him, and he showed no signs of injury, though his expression was a bit odd.
"Does this mean... I've been struck by lightning? Am I showing off? No, I'm not..."
Whoosh! The figure flashed.
He walked through the air, unaffected by the thunderous hellfire, and reached the Sixth Stage Psychic, slapping him with an open palm.
Pff!
The palm strike passed through, only catching a ball of lightning.
The figure seemed to be made entirely of wind and thunder, dispersing and then reforming dozens of meters away.
"Hmm, a Sixth Stage Psychic, and already capable of 'Total Energy Conversion'? Even if it's for a very brief period..."
"And it's not achieved through the transformation of the seventy-two deadly acupoints and the twelve primary meridians."
Fang Xing nodded, a smile creeping onto his lips, "Five Fingers Mountain!"
He slowly clenched his fist, and the Five Elements energy in the void converged, forming a phantom Five Fingers Mountain that pressed down on the Sixth Stage Psychic.
After blocking the opponent's retreat, he pounced forward, and the Heaven-Blocking Palm struck the opponent's protective goggles.
The Face-Slapping Maniac reappeared in the arena!
(End of Chapter)
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