Chapter 360: Array Spirit

Chapter 360: Array Spirit



"Have all the magic beasts of the Primordial Demon Sea come out?" Tai Bai Sword Immortal exclaimed anxily.

Even more agitated than him were Peng Mo Zhenjun and his companions, who were surrounded by a group of magic beasts.

"Damn... Why are we so unlucky? As soon as we entered the Primordial Demon Sea, we ran into a Fourth-Stage Superior-grade magic beast?" The red-robed female cultivator, who was with Peng Mo Zhenjun, cursed.

Peng Mo Zhenjun's face also showed a hint of confusion.

They had initially used the Demon Qi Talisman without any issues, not alerting any magic beast tribes, and ventured deep into the Primordial Demon Sea.

Then, a Fourth-Stage Superior-grade magic beast appeared.

After a fierce battle, Peng Mo Zhenjun and his companions exhausted all their means, fighting and retreating, barely managing to escape, but not without losing a fellow cultivator.

And now, they had stumbled into another group of magic beasts.

'Something's not right...'

Peng Mo Zhenjun finally realized, "There's a problem with the Demon Qi Talisman! Damn that Tianfu Zhenjun! Once I, Peng Mo Zhenjun, escape this predicament, I'll pursue him to the ends of the earth and never rest until I have my revenge! Hmm? Someone's coming?"

He was overjoyed.

This group of Demon Electric Gills was terrifying, and more importantly, they were in large numbers. Even a Great True Monarch would find it challenging to deal with them.

He himself was not confident in escaping unscathed.

Whoever was coming was an unpredictable variable! In the midst of desperation, this variable might be their chance for survival!

...

"What a massive group of Demon Electric Gills."

On the flying boat, Fang Xing's spirit swept around, and he said with a sigh, "We can't get past them... Our flying boat's speed isn't enough to shake off the pursuit from behind and bypass the Demon Electric Gill group."

"I'll have to take action, but if I do, my identity will be exposed, and it'll be difficult to proceed afterward."

Tai Bai Sword Immortal spoke up.

"Forget it, I'll handle it."

Fang Xing stepped onto the bow of the boat.

"Although the Golden Sword Lineage has been away for many years, there are still numerous Sword Immortal True Monarchs within the Primordial Soul Sword Sect who cultivate the Great Freedom Profound Gold Sword Canon. Isn't it the same whether I take action or you do?"

Tai Bai Sword Immortal's face showed a hint of confusion.

"It's not the same. My second Nascent Soul isn't cultivated in sword techniques."

Fang Xing smiled slightly.

Having decided to seize the opportunity from the Primordial Soul Sword Sect, he knew he would inevitably clash with powerful cultivators from all sides.

He naturally wouldn't hide anything anymore.

Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, a terrifying spiritual pressure appeared, causing Tai Bai Sword Immortal to retreat a few steps, and Fire Dragon True Monarch was so scared that he almost fainted.

"Nascent Soul Late-stage?"

"Your second Nascent Soul's cultivation surpassing your main body? How is that possible?"

Tai Bai Sword Immortal's face was filled with astonishment.

It was precisely because he had seen and experienced so much that he was so shocked!

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Whoosh!

The Purple-Green Divine Flame roared out, and eighteen Purple-Green Fire Serpents with bared fangs and claws merged into two Purple-Green Fire Dragons.

One dragon grabbed towards the Golden Lotus Bodhisattva, while the other charged towards the pitch-black demon cloud, several acres in size.

Sizzle!

When the Purple-Green Flame met the demon qi, it was like boiling oil meeting cold water, exploding with a boom.

Pieces of the demon cloud collapsed, revealing part of the true form of the Fourth-Stage Superior-grade demon beast—it was actually a thick, black octopus tentacle covered in viscous liquid.

On the tentacle, there were numerous suction cups, spraying out jets of acidic liquid.

"Amitabha."

The Golden Lotus Bodhisattva, facing the Purple-Green Fire, did not dare to be careless. The golden lotus under his feet blossomed, transforming into an Unmoving Golden Lotus Dharma Form, barely holding back the Purple-Green Fire Sea.

Even so, he was stuck in place, unable to advance.

"Good."

"After advancing to the Nascent Soul Late-stage, the power of the Purple-Green Divine Flame has indeed increased... After all, it has absorbed the Great Sun True Flame and many other spirit flames."

"It's just a pity... The Azure Sun Demon Lantern's grade is slightly lower."

"If there was a fifth-stage demon lantern, perhaps we could try to refine the Ten Thousand Transformations Spirit Flame into it?"

Fang Xing thought to himself.

The Great Sun True Flame wasn't even the most powerful fire seed in his possession; the Silver Ten Thousand Transformations Spirit Flame in the Ten Thousand Transformations Cauldron was even more formidable! If he could add the Ten Thousand Transformations Spirit Flame as a fire seed and incorporate it into the 'Purple-Green Divine Fire', its power would undoubtedly be even more terrifying.

Unfortunately, after trying several times, he couldn't move the silver flame at all.

"A Nascent Soul Late-stage Great True Monarch?"

In the midst of the Demon Electric Gill group ahead, Peng Mo Zhenjun's head showed a Great Peng Dharma Form, struggling amidst the numerous demon lightning.

Suddenly, he saw Fang Xing unleashing his power, and his eyes bulged.

With his keen eyesight, he could clearly see that it was the Mingkun Island Lord!

"The Mingkun Island Lord has already reached the Nascent Soul Late-stage? Could it be that I didn't sense it wrong last time?"

"No wonder he didn't want to team up with me. A Great True Monarch naturally has better connections and friends..."

Peng Mo Zhenjun laughed bitterly, his smile filled with endless bitterness.

Fang Xing, however, didn't care about Peng Mo Zhenjun's feelings.

After briefly holding back the two Great True Monarchs behind him, he raised his hand, and a strange feather fan appeared.

It was indeed a Fourth-stage Superior Spirit Treasure, the Cloudwing Phoenix Feathers Fan!

'Actually, I also have a Fourth-stage Superior Corpse Refinement hidden in my pocket, but it's from the late Nascent Soul True Monarch Yu Xue... It's too risky to expose my identity as a descendant of the Sword Sect.'

He muttered to himself, and the late Nascent Soul Realm's power was infused into the Cloudwing Phoenix Feathers Fan.

Chirp!

Countless feathers fluttered down, and suddenly, a white light appeared in the heavens and earth.

Then, with a high-pitched phoenix cry, a terrifying giant bird shadow appeared, its wings spread out, spanning over a hundred zhang.

It had a proud demeanor, resembling the legendary divine bird, the White Phoenix. Its tail feathers were long, carrying a chilling coldness, as it flew into the thundercloud formed by the Demon Electric Gills.

Crack!

Crack!

The sky turned frigid, and water droplets froze into ice.

The Demon Electric Gills turned into ice sticks, smashing onto the frozen sea surface, shattering into countless blood-colored ice fragments.

The magic beast's body was not as fragile as this; it was a sign of all life being frozen, its body already dead and decaying...

"Let's go!"

The late Nascent Soul Realm True Monarch unleashed a strike with the Fourth-stage Superior Spirit Treasure, directly tearing open a gap in the magic beast horde's encirclement.

Not only Fang Xing and Taibai Sword Immortal, but also the Phoenix Demon Island Lord and another female True Monarch seized the opportunity to use their secret arts and break through the siege.

Whoosh!

Several streaks of light shot out from the magic beast horde. Fang Xing's divine sense turned back, and he saw that the Golden Lotus Bodhisattva was unfortunately becoming the new target of the Demon Electric Gill horde, besieged by the magic beast horde and the Fourth-stage Superior octopus magic beast behind them.

'Serves you right for trying to stir up trouble!'

After flying for ten thousand li, the Phoenix Demon True Monarch finally stepped forward: "Mingkun Island Lord, thank you for the rescue. I am deeply grateful and will remember this kindness. This is 'Yao Chi True Monarch'..."

The seductive woman's eyes were almost brimming with tears: "Mingkun Island Lord, my sister's power is nearly exhausted. May I borrow your precious boat for a brief rest?"

"No."

Fang Xing bluntly refused, not paying attention to Yao Chi True Monarch's unpleasant expression, and left without a care.

...

In various places across the Yuanmo Sea, cultivators displayed their abilities, breaking through the many magic beast blockades.

At this moment, as time passed, the seven demon stars in the sky above the Vast Sea Cultivation Realm became increasingly radiant.

The center of the Yuanmo Sea.

Underwater, a white, hazy light flashed, pushing away a large amount of seawater.

In the deep, unfathomable sea, the ground was dry, and an ancient ruin emerged.

In the sky above, a white light resembled the sun, sheltering everything beneath it.

The ruins were vast, with an endless palace complex, towering mountains, and spirit herb gardens...

There were also cliffs filled with broken swords, majestic cloud towers, and more.

This was the mountain gate of the Primordial Soul Sword Sect!

Deep within the mountain gate, inside an ancient stone hall.

All was silent, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated on the ground, indicating that no one had been here for a long time.

On a green stone bed lay a middle-aged man.

His eyebrows were slightly slanted, his features distinct, and his forehead was full. Undoubtedly, in his youth, he was a rare handsome man in the cultivation world.

What was even more unforgettable was the sharp aura he exuded.

Suddenly!

A strand of killing intent invaded the stone hall, causing the handsome middle-aged man to open his eyes: "A thousand years... Seven Demon Purge Astral Phenomenon... My time is running out..."

With a thought, he could see the various ruins of the Primordial Soul Sword Sect as if they were right before his eyes.

He could even see the movements of the various magic beast tribes in the Yuanmo Sea, the Fourth-stage Superior magic beast kings... and even the figures of numerous cultivators and the actions of the Incarnation Venerables... All of them flashed before his eyes.

Finally, the handsome middle-aged man's gaze turned towards the deepest part of the Primordial Soul Sword Sect, a small world that had been hidden away.

Within the small world, spiritual energy gathered like a lake, and all around it were various exotic flowers and grasses.

In the center of the spiritual energy lake was a small island.

The island was barren and lifeless, forming a stark contrast with the vitality surrounding the lake.

In the very center of the small island stood a stone platform.

On the stone platform was an ancient bronze cauldron!

The cauldron was ancient and vast, exuding an indescribable charm. Inside the cauldron, a silver, paste-like substance was slowly condensing.

The handsome middle-aged man's gaze swept across the cauldron and then turned to the cauldron's feet.

In the center of the stone platform, there was also a huge 'crystal'! This crystal seemed to be naturally embedded in the stone platform, held in place by the three feet of the ancient bronze cauldron.

In the center of the crystal was a blurry black shadow, vaguely human-shaped, but covered in purple-black scales.

In front of its chest was an ancient flying sword!

Suddenly!

The black shadow opened its eyes, and a flash of red light seemed to appear.

"Have you sensed the opportunity to break the seal? Unfortunately... you won't get the chance."

The handsome middle-aged man murmured and waved his hand.

Five paintings suddenly appeared, three of which were focused on a single spirit boat.

"The five Great Mystic Iron Sword Tokens of our sect have all been gathered... but there are only four inheritors.

The handsome middle-aged man glanced at Gong Fei Yun and then averted his gaze, focusing instead on Meng Old Devil in the Limitless Hall. His face was filled with undisguised disdain as he said, "The legacy of our sect will never be given to demon cultivators!"

He extended his hand as if plucking the strings of a musical instrument.

In an instant, the white mist that enveloped the Yuanmo Sea began to rapidly expand at a thousand-fold speed, enveloping the entire sea.

When the white light dissipated, several cultivators had already disappeared without a trace.

...

"Hmm?"

Fang Xing noticed the flickering white light, and he felt as if he were in a teleportation array.

He swept his divine sense and found that Fire Dragon True Man was completely powerless to resist, while Taibai Sword Immortal had a hint of surprise on his face, indicating that he wasn't putting up a fight.

The world spun around them.

By the time they reappeared, they found themselves in an ancient stone hall.

The floor was covered in a thick layer of dust, and at the front, on a green stone bed, sat a handsome middle-aged man.

His aura was mysterious, almost otherworldly, as if he weren't a living person!

"The Kill Sword lineage, Feng Taibai, pays respects to the Array Spirit Senior!"

Taibai Sword Immortal had already bowed.

"The Ten Thousand Marvels lineage, Fire Dragon, pays respects to the Array Spirit Senior!"

Fire Dragon True Man was startled, and a look of joy appeared on his face. He quickly offered his respects.

"The Flying Immortal lineage, Gong Fei Yun, greets the Array Spirit."

In the stone hall, in addition to Fang Xing and the other three, there was a fourth person.

He wore a white robe that fluttered in the wind, and his face was carefree, resembling an exiled immortal. His cultivation had reached the late Nascent Soul stage.

"The Golden Sword lineage, Fang Xing, greets the Array Spirit."

Fang Xing casually cupped his hands in greeting, and at that moment, Taibai Sword Immortal stood up, glaring at Gong Fei Yun. "Your lineage betrayed the Yuan Shen Sword Sect and was already expelled. How dare you come here?"

Gong Fei Yun pursed his lips, choosing to remain silent.

Fang Xing glanced at this person, then turned his attention to the Array Spirit with interest: 'Is this... an AI for cultivating immortals? It seems to have quite a range of emotions.'

Unbeknownst to Gong Fei Yun, he was feeling anxious: 'No wonder it's a near-sixth-rank array; under the watchful eye of Feathers Heavenly Venerable, it forcibly teleported me away... However, it seems that Feathers Heavenly Venerable had anticipated this and even entrusted me with the Mystic Iron Sword Token.'

"What is the meaning of the Sword Sect?"

The handsome middle-aged man chuckled. "The Yuan Shen Sword Sect has long been destroyed. In my opinion, as long as one cultivates our sect's sword manual and possesses the Mystic Iron Sword Token, they are considered a successor of the Sword Sect... As for those demon cultivators who want to use the sword token to extort others, I'll kill them one by one!"

"Alright..."

He didn't seem to care about this minor issue and turned his attention to Fang Xing and the other three. "As the last remaining senior of the Yuan Shen Sword Sect, I should be more cautious. I've been watching you juniors struggle through the trials and tribulations to reach me... But I'm too lazy for all that, so I directly teleported you here, saving you a lot of time. I'm sure you won't blame me. If anyone is unwilling, just say the word, and I'll send you back!"

"Of course we're willing."

Fang Xing and the other three quickly expressed their agreement.

Why take the long and arduous path, willingly subjecting themselves to various restriction arrays and attacks, when there's a shortcut available? 'This Array Spirit has a playful old man's personality. I wonder whose character he inherited?'

Fang Xing thought to himself, 'But the coverage of this near-sixth-rank grand array is quite intimidating. I'm afraid that if it expands, it could cover the entire Yuanmo Sea.'

It was reasonable for the Array Spirit, as the ancestor of the Yuan Shen Sword Sect, to consider himself the grand ancestor of the sect.

In many sects, if the grand ancestor raised a spirit beast, that beast would be considered the 'Second Grand Ancestor'.

The age of this Array Spirit might even surpass that of a Divine Transformation Grand Lord.

"Alright, I know what you're here for... the Spirit Refinement Sword Scripture, the Divine Transformation Opportunity, the sect's most valuable treasure, alchemy secrets, and pills..."

The handsome middle-aged man surveyed the group with a mischievous smile. "I have them all! But whether you can take them away depends on your strength and talent."

With these words, the atmosphere in the hall became somewhat tense.

Taibai Sword Immortal scanned the room, completely ignoring Fire Dragon True Man, and looked at Fang Xing. 'Although Mingkun has a second Nascent Soul, in terms of sword heart and sword skills, his talent in the Sword Dao is far inferior to mine. My only formidable opponent is Gong Fei Yun!'

Gong Fei Yun, on the other hand, maintained a calm expression and distanced himself from Fang Xing and the other two. He knew he had become the target of everyone's attention, but as a late Nascent Soul stage Great Sword Immortal, he believed that his talent, cultivation, and sword heart far surpassed the other three. Not considering Fire Dragon True Man as a threat, he only needed to deal with the two mid-Nascent Soul stage cultivators, giving him a high chance of victory!

'What a test...' Fang Xing stroked his chin.

This Array Spirit was being quite generous, considering they were at the core of the array. While the four Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't do much, if Fang Xing summoned his true self, he was confident he could directly destroy the array and give the Array Spirit a big 'surprise'!

(End of Chapter)

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