Chapter 617: The Corpse-Free Immortal
Chapter 617: The Corpse-Free Immortal
"Thus have I heard, when the Slaughter Lord descends, the world's three thousand pagodas and countless living beings shall all enter Rumu..."
Amid the deafening sound of trampling, resembling an earthquake, the chanting of scriptures began.
Even amidst the infinite noise, it sounded exceptionally clear.
Then, from a deep pit in the ground, a statue of a Thousand-Handed Bodhisattva suddenly appeared!
"A true Yangshen has emerged!"
Fang Xing stared at the White Dharma King's 'Thousand-Handed White Bodhisattva Yangshen', feeling a sudden chill.
This statue of the Thousand-Handed Bodhisattva appeared to be severely damaged, with at least hundreds of its arms broken, countless wounds covering its body, one eye long gone, and half of its mouth twisted, revealing a peculiar smile.
The broken statue's arms suddenly struck out, each forming different mudras, some holding wooden fish, prayer beads, subjugation staffs, pure vases, willow branches, and other magic artifacts, sending the ancient tree people flying.
"A high-level Rumu Ritual practitioner!"
Upon witnessing this scene, Fang Xing muttered to himself.
The high-ranking members of the Slaughter Cult had also undergone the 'Rumu Ritual', and even more! They were even more ruthless!
However, they had already reached the Yangshen realm, and their physical bodies were maintained through Yangshen cultivation, making them appear no different from ordinary people.
Only when they unleashed their full power and revealed their true Yangshen form would this kind of damage become apparent.
Of course, in the eyes of these Slaughter Cultists, it might be seen as a badge of honor.
'It is said that the Left Messenger's Yangshen is like his physical body. Could it be that his internal organs, flesh, and even his physical body have been destroyed, leaving only his Yangshen?'
'But this is not the ultimate destruction. When the Yangshen is killed and reborn, undergoing Shenjie, that's when one becomes a Half-God Corpse-Free Immortal.'
This final step is obviously extremely difficult.
It's easier to say that the vitality of the physical body is severed, but if the vitality of the primordial spirit is also severed, how can one come back to life?
Therefore, up until now, the Slaughter Cult has only one Half-God Corpse-Free Immortal as their leader.
If the Left and Right Messengers were to undergo the final Rumu and Shenjie ritual, the most likely outcome is that they would die without a trace...
These thoughts flashed through Fang Xing's mind in an instant.
Fang Xing's dragon body soared through the clouds, executing the Divine Dragon Tail Sweep once more.
Slap! Dozens of the Thousand-Handed White Bodhisattva's arms broke, but the White Dharma King let out a maniacal laugh and reached out to grab the White Jade Dragon.
"I proclaim..."
Fang Xing, flying high in the sky, declared solemnly, "You are the enemy of nature!"
Boom! In an instant, bolts of lightning struck down, transforming the surroundings into a thunderous inferno.
Countless flashes of electricity shattered the Bodhisattva's arms.
Then, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, tsunamis, tornadoes... various 'natural calamities' appeared, striking the Thousand-Handed White Bodhisattva.
Puff!
The Yangshen form of the Thousand-Handed White Bodhisattva instantly collapsed, revealing the White Dharma King's figure.
Blood trickled from the corner of the stunning woman's mouth as she fainted and fell, caught by an ancient tree person.
Vines instantly climbed up, transforming into a vine ball that completely sealed the White Dharma King.
These peculiar vines had inherent toughness and magic absorption properties, making them difficult to destroy and constantly absorbing the White Dharma King's magic power, effectively sealing her. Combined with the surrounding ancient tree people guarding her, there was no chance of escape.
Fang Xing released his Wilderness Shapeshifting form and landed on the ground.
He glanced at a massive ruin and smiled, "Come out..."
"Grandpa Fang..."
Fei Yong stepped forward, his face filled with reverence, "I never imagined... that you've already advanced to the Yangshen realm?"
As for the dragon transformation, Fei Yong didn't find it surprising.
After all, there were many transformation techniques in the realm beyond the mortal world, including the 'Huapi Transformation' that allowed one to turn into a dog or tiger demon by wearing their skins! Of course, a dragon's skin with such rich dragon blood was quite rare.
"But what do we do now?"
Fei Yong looked outside, his face filled with worry, "This is just a small detachment of the Slaughter Cult's army. Their main force remains unscathed..."
"Negotiation is still the best option."
Fang Xing smiled at Fei Yong, "I appoint you as the messenger to negotiate with the Slaughter Cult. Let's see if a Yangshen guardian can fetch a good price..."
Fei Yong: "..."
...
After sending Fei Yong on his mission, Fang Xing headed towards the battlefield.
The ground was cracked, and countless trees had fallen.
He sighed and stomped his left foot.
Boom! The earth's wounds healed, and seeds of flowers and grasses fell.
Under the care of the Druid, the once barren land was instantly covered in grass and colorful flowers bloomed.
If one hadn't witnessed the previous battle, they would never believe that a Yangshen battle had just taken place here.
After finishing his work, Fang Xing approached the ancient tree person sealing the White Dharma King, "You've worked hard."
The tree person immediately extended a branch, like a ladder, allowing Fang Xing to reach the vine ball.
The vines, resembling coiled snakes, unraveled, revealing the White Dharma King's head.
"I hope it's useful."
Two green lights appeared in Fang Xing's eyes and pierced the White Dharma King's eyes.
As a high-ranking member of the Slaughter Cult, the White Dharma King was privy to many top-secret information about the cult.
It was no easy task to pry open the other party's mouth and extract information.
Those who cultivated the Yang Shen Realm were adept at guarding their thoughts, making it extremely difficult to search their souls.
Fortunately, the Enchantment Art was not solely for soul-searching but was more effective in inducing and guiding.
Furthermore, with the White Law King already captured, they could freely manipulate him.
...
News of the battle at Qingmu Ridge quickly spread.
According to Fang Xing's intelligence, Fei Yong was captured by the Kill-Life Cult as soon as he arrived at Yunlai Village and was taken to their military camp. His fate was unknown, and it was uncertain if he would endure severe torture.
The Kill-Life Cult's army remained stationed at Yunlai Village, seemingly hesitant about their next move. Should they attack the Blood Shadow Sect and the Supreme Temple next, or should they first deal with this minor nuisance in their path?
As for the Ten Major Sects Outside, several fearless individuals contacted Fang Xing, even promising to make him one of the new Ten Major Sects if he could stall the Kill-Life Cult's advance.
Ironically, there was no news from the Qingmu Ridge side, not even from Qingmu Old Ancestor, perhaps out of shame.
Fang Xing paid no heed to these matters.
He seized every moment, spending his magic power daily to cultivate the Changqing Tree. As long as it didn't require sacrificing experience points, he would continuously plant trees.
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It must be said that with a different status, one could accomplish vastly different things.
When he was just the manager of Qingyu Garden, he dared only to hide in the valley and cultivate trees, fearing to accelerate their growth too much.
But now, as the Vice-Triumvir of Shennong Hall, he could plant trees in the neglected corners of the entire mountain range.
Today, as the master of Qingmu Ridge, he could plant wherever he wished, even on Qingmu Old Ancestor's ancestral grave, and no one would dare object.
This led to a rapid increase in his tree-planting experience.
Conservatively estimated, in a few more years, he might be able to cross the legendary chasm.
However, it was clear that this was not a quick solution.
No power would give him so much time to develop.
One day, Fang Xing, as usual, arrived before the sealed White Law King, who had been transformed into a Treant.
Using the Enchantment Art, the once resolute White Law King now had a slightly dazed look in his eyes.
"Is it working?"
"It seems the 'Xiaoshen Powder' I prepared yesterday was indeed effective..."
As a plant-based Druid, occasionally researching herbs and becoming a part-time herb master was quite reasonable.
'Xiaoshen Powder' was excellent at dismantling divine power and was something Fang Xing had developed during his free time in Qingyu Garden by cultivating various spiritual herbs, then collecting and compounding them.
It could be said that in the Great Zhou world, this was a unique kind of charm.
With this combination, he finally managed to pry open the mouth of this White Guardian.
The White Guardian was one of the Four Guardians of the Kill-Life Cult and knew countless secrets.
"What's your name? Where are you from?" Fang Xing asked, his voice deep, avoiding the other party's core secrets and instead starting from the shallow end, gradually delving deeper.
...
"Oh? You're quite familiar with the Black Guardian? What powers does he possess?"
...
A moment later, Fang Xing descended from a tree branch, his face filled with contemplation.
He was careful not to ask too much about the divine, and even when he did, it was only indirectly.
However, the information he gathered was startling:
"Is there a problem with the Kill-Life Cult's deity?"
"Their god hasn't responded to the believers for a long time. If it weren't for the fact that the destruction sacrifices still receive divine blessings, perhaps the Kill-Life Cult would have disbanded..."
"Precisely because of this, even after achieving a glorious victory, the Kill-Life Cult has decided to shift some of its focus to the Outskirts."
This Outskirts could also be named the 'God-Forsaken Land'.
"This time, the Kill-Life Cult's army is very strong..."
"The Black Guardian is manageable, at most a mid-level Yang Shen cultivator, and he possesses a powerful chessboard artifact..."
"The crucial point is the Left Messenger—the Poison Hand Scholar!"
"This person is not only a post-Yangshen Realm cultivator but also a Great Cultivator who has sacrificed his five viscera and six entrails, even his physical body. Furthermore, he is a 'Divine Messenger'..."
Divine Messengers represent the will of the gods and can also be called 'God's Chosen' or 'The Elect'.
When pushed to the brink, they can even beseech a 'Divine Descent', harnessing a portion of the power of destruction!
Not to mention, this person also wields a divine artifact—the Hammer of Destruction! This artifact possesses immense destructive power, and if used with divine might, it can even hold off a Half-God, Corpse Immortal for an extended period.
"Within the Kill-Life Cult, there are eight ranks: ordinary believers, pastors, temple attendants, priests, high priests, guardians, messengers, and the cult leader. Promotion is based solely on the depth of faith and the number of destruction sacrifices offered..."
"Generally speaking, a high priest is the absolute leader of the faith in a particular region."
"Yet, for this mere Outskirts, they've even dispatched a messenger..."
Fang Xing shook his head, unsure whether to feel relieved or apprehensive.
He had hoped that the White Law King would display his divine power so he could witness it.
To be honest, if not for the backup of his 'Xuexie Yansheng' divine ability, he might have fled.
After all, no matter how he looked at it, choosing to defend Qingmu Ridge didn't seem like a wise decision.
(End of Chapter)
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