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Chapter 409: The Trial
Chapter 409: The Trial
The World of Ten Thousand Demons.
Black Mountain.
Fang Xing lay in an expanded cave, silently comprehending the Space Doctrine.
"Above the Material Layer and the Great Void Layer, the third spatial structure... Perhaps it can be named the 'Illusory Void Layer'?"
"The space there is extremely chaotic, what's ahead may be behind, and one step out could lead to a journey of billions of miles..."
A certain radiance flashed in his eyes, and the heavenly earth's primordial energy swirled around him.
"My cultivation, according to Old White Ape's classification, is at least the ninth stage of the Mortal Realm, right? I haven't really cultivated much, just comprehending the doctrine, and then the efficiency of absorbing the heavenly earth's primordial energy skyrocketed..."
According to Fang Xing's perception, Old White Ape's cultivation was probably around the seventh stage of the Mortal Realm.
The giant toad was slightly stronger, at the eighth stage of the Mortal Realm.
No wonder Old White Ape wanted to find a backer; his eighty years of bitter cultivation couldn't compare to the toad's eight years...
This was the huge difference between talent and bloodline!
"It's almost there... My comprehension of the Space Doctrine is about to break through the third stage and condense the heart of the Space Doctrine."
Fang Xing's expression was strange.
He had a premonition that with a single thought, he could break through the third stage of the Fire Doctrine, shatter the limits, attract a massive amount of heavenly earth's primordial energy, and instantly ascend to the Essence Spirit Realm.
'This is a world that is especially friendly to those with a profound understanding of the doctrine.'
'However, since I'm in their small world, I shouldn't stand out too much...'
'Moreover, the essence spirit condensed from different doctrines will definitely have distinctions... Compared to the Fire Doctrine, I'd rather condense my essence spirit with the Space Doctrine...'
After all, the requirement for the Lawmaster Realm is to comprehend just one doctrine, so one must make a choice.
If one were to pursue multiple doctrines, they might end up like the Creator, eventually having to give birth to offspring and separate their own doctrine comprehension.
'I was originally only skilled in the Fire Doctrine, but later I found that the Space Doctrine was even more suitable...'
'As for the Destiny Doctrine? That's not what I desire. It was only after refining a strand of Laplace Demon's essence with the Great Sun Buddha Spell that I naturally entered its path...'
'If I don't follow the Creator's path of establishing doctrines that harmonize with the Great Dao... Then I must delve deeper into the comprehended doctrine, eventually touching upon the Great Dao... Or accommodate different doctrines, achieving a unique Great Dao. These are all knowledge for the Lawmaster Realm, far beyond my reach.'
Just then, Fang Xing's expression suddenly changed as he sensed the violent fluctuations in the heavenly earth's primordial energy.
"A battle? Is it on Old White Ape's side?"
"Has the Seven Slaughters Demon Palace's trial, which occurs once every twenty years, begun?"
...
"Ribbit!"
Little Yellow opened its mouth, spitting out a large amount of yellow mist, hiding its body and Old White Ape within.
Old White Ape had been stabbed in the abdomen, and fresh blood stained his white fur.
"Foreign Demon Tyrant!"
It roared, trying to wave the iron rod in its hand but lacking the strength to do so.
"Haha, we're lucky this time, there are actually two powerful demons."
The surrounding Seven Slaughters Demon Palace disciples who were besieging them all burst into laughter, "Foreign Demon Tyrants? Well... To you, aren't we foreign demon tyrants?"
Demons above the seventh stage of the Mortal Realm could be called powerful demons, and they were the targets of this trial.
In fact, powerful demons do have some advantages. First, their demon bodies are extremely robust.
Then, some even possess innate divine abilities.
Among them, those with the most superior bloodlines can even awaken inherited memories from their bloodline, gaining cultivation techniques and secret arts.
Such powerful demons are definitely the nightmares of trial disciples.
And this time, these three Seven Slaughters Demon Palace disciples encountered one.
In the earthy yellow mist, a golden toad shadow suddenly appeared.
Its tongue flicked, and three rays of light instantly struck the three Seven Slaughters Demon Palace disciples.
The three disciples screamed, and on their faces, necks, and hands, colorful bumps appeared one after another.
"It's poison!"
"I have an antidote!"
They screamed and retreated, some hurriedly using their cultivation to suppress the poison, while others swallowed detoxification pills.
But they were all useless! As the bumps exploded one by one, the three of them instantly lost their life force and turned into corpses, falling from mid-air.
Whoosh!
Before they even hit the ground, a scarlet tongue coiled around, skewering the three corpses and disappearing into the giant toad's mouth.
"Haha, Little Yellow, well done!"
Old White Ape stood on the earthy yellow toad, jumping with joy, "It's worth it for Old Monkey to give you the Hundred Fruit Wine..."
"Yeah, being able to take down those three wastes is indeed good."
"The eighth stage of the Mortal Realm, awakened to the Heavenly Toad Bloodline... It's indeed a decent pet."
Unfortunately, he was rejoicing too early.
A crisp voice rang out.
A red-clad woman with a slender waist like a willow tree appeared, floating with a colorful ribbon around her. She stood in mid-air with a smile.
At this moment, she looked at the earthy yellow toad, her face showing satisfaction. "Go!"
With a wave of her hand, a yellow brass bell appeared.
The clear sound of the bell rang out, and the old white ape cried out in pain, feeling its muscles and bones go soft. It tumbled down from the toad's back.
The toad's heart sank in despair, realizing it had encountered a foreign demon tyrant beyond its imagination!
"Go!"
The red-clad woman pinched a hand seal, and a chain appeared on the brass bell, binding the toad's neck.
The bell hung on its neck, looking extremely out of place.
But in the next instant!
The earthy yellow toad unconsciously activated its 'Size At Will' divine ability, transforming into a golden toad the size of a palm. The bell on its neck was just the right size.
"Ribbit?!"
Little Yellow was still dazed when a white jade-like palm grabbed it. "The other white ape is yours to deal with."
"Yes, Sister Ning."
The two disciples behind her showed excitement on their faces and approached the white ape.
"Sigh... Who would've thought that I, Old Monkey, would meet my end here..."
The white ape's eyes revealed a trace of sadness, and it greedily looked at the peach grove. "Next year's peaches... I probably won't get to eat them..."
Whoosh!
At this moment, a powerful wind howled.
A massive shadow swooped down, and a dragon claw grabbed the white ape. It skillfully dodged several flying swords and soared into the sky.
"Hmm? Is it you... Little Black?"
The old white ape, having narrowly escaped death, let out a delighted cry.
"You can call me Black Dragon directly. If you call me Little Black again, I'll throw you down there..."
Fang Xing spoke coldly.
"Sigh... After growing up, you've lost all your cuteness."
The old white ape sighed and then said, "Little Yellow... Forget it. With Little Yellow captured, we might have a chance to escape. Let's each take care of our own business and fly!"
Fang Xing scanned with his soul power and saw that the two black-clad disciples were already in pursuit.
They manipulated wind and thunder, moving at an astonishing speed.
Of course... If he were to take it a little more seriously, he could easily shake them off, but that would draw unnecessary attention.
There were countless foreign demon tyrants in the small world, and attracting wave after wave of enemies would be unwise.
Therefore, Fang Xing intentionally played dumb.
The red-clad Sister Ning seemed to disregard this, focusing on capturing the heavenly toad bloodline demon in her grasp. "That chaotic mixed-blood demon is just a little faster. If you can't even catch up to it, don't even think about serving under me in the future!"
Upon hearing this, the two disciples immediately pursued with renewed vigor.
One of them even displayed his body technique, blending into the raging wind, his speed increasing dramatically.
"Hmm?"
"The Wind Law? Entry-level standard?"
Fang Xing noticed this scene and was surprised. "It's comparable to the higher worlds in the Great Xia World, where cultivators at the sixth or seventh rank begin to grasp the power of laws..."
According to the cultivation levels of this world, these two disciples hadn't even reached the ninth level of the Mortal Realm. Their cultivation was probably around the seventh or eighth level.
Of course, Fang Xing always presented himself as a seventh-level Mortal Realm cultivator, which was why these two dared to chase after him.
"It's been thirty-six thousand li already, right...?"
He spread his wings and hovered in the air for a long time before suddenly speaking.
"Yes, we can't fly too far, or we might easily run into other foreign demon tyrants..."
The old white ape said, "As long as we persist and dodge for this month, we'll have another twenty years of carefree days."
'Or rather, twenty more years in prison.'
Fang Xing rolled his eyes inwardly.
However, for him, this trial was also an opportunity to continue his bitter cultivation for twenty more years.
Even if he didn't achieve the Essence Spirit Realm, he could still continue to comprehend the laws.
After all, twenty years in this world were equivalent to a mere ten years in the cultivation world, and he wasn't afraid of that.
"It's time to fight."
Fang Xing suddenly turned around.
"Hey, Black Dragon, what are you doing?"
The old white ape was startled.
"We can't keep running, or we might easily encounter other dangers. Isn't that what you said?"
Fang Xing gracefully turned in mid-air, his tail like a steel whip, fiercely lashing out at the two pursuers behind him.
"Not running anymore?"
The two black-clad disciples rejoiced, each drawing their blades and swords. The surging Heaven and Earth Origin Qi overflowed, carrying the power of wind and thunder.
In the next instant!
Boom!
The two figures were directly shaken off, their faces filled with disbelief. "Mortal Realm ninth level? Peak-level demon? Sister Ning must have made a mistake. This is a peak-level demon!"
"So what if I know? Die!"
Fang Xing roared towards the sky, appearing extremely arrogant.
In reality, he was secretly practicing the Ten Thousand Minds Secret Art: 'Searching for their souls is easy, but to do it without them noticing, without them feeling a thing, is difficult... There's a secret technique in the Ten Thousand Minds that can capture fragments of consciousness from an opponent's intense emotions, gathering incomplete information... It's better than nothing.'
For this reason, he only unleashed the power of the ninth layer of the Mortal Realm, without any Law Insight. Like a wild beast, he fought solely on instinct and brute force.
"Roar!"
He slashed with his claws, a powerful and heavy strike.
The black-clothed disciple across from him moved with agility, invoking the Wind Doctrine, transforming into an unknown green flower.
The flower slowly opened and bloomed... With each falling petal, a layer of his force was dispelled.
He was only at the eighth layer of the Mortal Realm, yet he directly countered the ninth layer technique!
This was the advantage of Law Insight!
During this move, Fang Xing utilized the secret technique, capturing some mental fluctuations:
【Ning Shijie's waist... So slender...】
He cursed silently, knowing that capturing random information was normal.
In life, one is constantly plagued by random thoughts.
Whoosh!
Fang Xing's right claw tore through the air, blocking the other disciple's long sword that flickered with thunderous light.
【Ning Shijie will surely become a Core Disciple... When that happens, we'll all rise together.】
...
The harvest from this battle was somewhat interesting.
Fang Xing roared and pounced forward again.
Little by little, fragments and information were continuously revealed during the fight.
【My move has become even more powerful... Indeed, the Thunder Law suits me...】
【Liu Shimei's scented pouch... I secretly hid it... So fragrant...】
【Outer Sect Disciples, Inner Sect Disciples, Core Disciples... Each step is a leap...】
...
After dozens of moves, no more information was revealed.
This was the limit of the secret technique.
Fang Xing suddenly 'roared', as if he had realized something in the midst of battle. His body lunged forward, displaying the intricacies of the Beast Form Fist.
This wasn't even Law Insight, just a regular move.
But the advantage brought by the exquisite technique became the final straw that broke the camel's back.
Roar!
In the void, a black tiger shadow flashed, and two disciples were instantly knocked back, blood flowing from their mouths and noses: "Oh no... This peak-level demon originally used his power crudely, but now his technique has improved... Run! Go get Ning Shijie to deal with it!"
The two of them combined their powers, transforming into wind and thunder, and fled towards the rear."
'Hmm? Cultivators in this world seem more like martial artists, skilled in close combat. I haven't seen any long-range attackers.'
Fang Xing made his judgment and slowly descended.
Whoosh!
A white figure flashed by, it was the old white ape who had been thrown aside during the previous battle: "Black Dragon... You're amazing. You actually drove away those two Heavenly Demons... But Foreign Demon Tyrants are very cunning. If you defeat one, two more will come... You didn't capture them, so they'll definitely bring even stronger Heavenly Demons to surround us."
"It's fine, we can just hide."
A black light flashed on Fang Xing's body, and his size instantly shrunk to over two meters long.
"Hmm? The Size At Will ability?"
The old white ape was surprised: "You know that?"
"I learned it from Little Yellow."
Fang Xing nonchalantly said: "How can we demons reveal all our trump cards when we're out here?"
The white ape was stunned, and his face turned as red as a monkey's bottom: "You're right... Sigh... I've lived for eighty years, yet I'm no better than you, who's only lived for eighteen."
"Alright, let's go... I dug some underground hideouts earlier, maybe we can hide there."
Fang Xing spoke.
"Huh? You have this ability too?"
The white ape's eyes lit up, then he shook his head: "It's useless... My soul power can easily penetrate ten li into the ground... It'll only be more effective against Foreign Demon Tyrants. If we're above ground without any cover, a hundred li or more is easy... They'll fly around a few times, and we'll have nowhere to hide."
This was normal; this small world was for the trial of disciples, not a game of hide-and-seek.
There couldn't be any obvious loopholes to exploit.
"You just don't know how to hide..."
Fang Xing chuckled, and his aura, let alone Dragon Aura, quickly dissipated.
If it wasn't for the fact that they saw it with their own eyes, and their soul power detected it, he would have been as inconspicuous as air.
The white ape's eyes lit up: "You know this too? Did you secretly awaken the inherited memories?"
(End of Chapter)
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