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Chapter 636: Breakthrough in the Boundless True Scripture [Part 2]
Chapter 636: Breakthrough in the Boundless True Scripture [Part 2]
Everyone fought with even greater fervor.
Blood splattered everywhere.
Fang Che fought from east to west, from south to north.
But his strength alone was no match for the combined might of so many Saints attacking together.
Although he killed several times more than anyone else, the overall number of kills was still incomparable!
As the death toll rose, the Purple Lightning Phoenixes gathered in increasing numbers.
Bolts of lightning rained down relentlessly. Some missed their targets, while others struck with deadly force.
Everyone reacted the same way—they dodged if they could, and endured if they couldn't.
A thunderous bolt struck someone, causing their body to stiffen and tremble. Blue electricity coursed through them, their hair stood on end, and they vomited a thick black smoke from their mouth.
Then, with a sudden tremor, they gasped and spat out a mouthful of blood, followed by two streams of black smoke from their ears.
But the Purple Lightning Phoenixes were growing in number, and the few below who had survived the strikes were infuriating the demonic beasts. They launched their attacks in retaliation.
The lightning bolts slowed and began to weave into a net once more.
Pfft!
Fang Che landed his final blow, killing his target, then stood up, coughing blood and spewing black smoke from his seven orifices as he ran.
I can't take this anymore...
If I don't run now...
I'll be struck by lightning!
As soon as Fang Che took off running, the other Saints followed suit, scattering like birds and beasts.
Throughout the entire process, everyone tacitly maintained a mutual non-interference pact. After all, killing those who couldn't move was easier than killing those who had already recovered and were capable of fighting back.
Moreover, as everyone fought and endured the lightning bombardment, they all suffered. Who knew if the person I wanted to kill was even stronger than me?
So, no one dared to intervene.
But these Saints, one by one, stared at the person with the highest kill count, their eyes filled with thought. This person's skills were undoubtedly those of the Night Demon!
This guy was incredibly efficient at killing.
I had killed at most a few dozen, but this Night Demon had slain at least two or three thousand...
As the Night Demon continued to fight, he suddenly got up and ran, causing everyone else to scatter as well.
If the Night Demon is running, I'm running too!
He was the first to take action, so he was the most aware of the situation, and he seemed to have prepared for this... Following his lead was the right choice.
Besides, enduring the lightning strikes together was one thing, but if someone ran, the rest would have to endure even more...
At this juncture, no one was foolish.
In an instant, a group of battle-crazed cultivators sprinted away, disappearing into the lightning strikes.
Countless Purple Lightning Phoenixes pursued them relentlessly.
Some Purple Lightning Phoenixes remained in the valley filled with corpses, continuing their assault for half a day.
They waited until over a thousand pursuing Phoenixes returned.
Looking down, they saw that there was not a single survivor left.
The Purple Lightning Phoenixes let out a long victory cry and returned to their camp.
After this incident, let's see if any more two-legged beasts dare to covet our flowers, our water, and our children! Hmph!
After such a heavy sacrifice, are you satisfied?
...
Satisfied! Extremely satisfied!
Fang Che was more than satisfied.
This battle had yielded a significant harvest.
Fang Che's body emitted a tempting aroma, and he took a medicinal pill without hesitation, then happily inspected their spoils.
The total score, directly soaring to three thousand three hundred and thirty-three!
This number was terrifying.
The Quintessence Bug belched, its black body gleaming, and its tiny eyes shone brighter, expressing its affection.
Its size had also increased several times over.
Sometimes, when Fang Che looked at this little thing, he couldn't understand how it could live within his heart pulse."
Originally the size of a sesame seed, Fang Che tolerated it, but now it seemed larger than a peanut, residing within my heart pulse? Could my heart be as big as a watermelon?
The Quintessence Bug rubbed against Fang Che's palm affectionately, then slowly shrank, returning to the size of a sesame seed... before turning into green mist and disappearing, returning to the heart pulse.
Other spoils: Five defensive robes, slightly damaged, but Fang Che endured it.
Over a hundred medicinal pills of various types, mainly because the rest had been destroyed by lightning; and more than thirty thousand supreme spirit crystals.
But there were no spatial rings.
In fact, among the many who had entered, only a handful possessed spatial rings.
In the Only Righteous Sect, Saints did not yet qualify to own spatial rings. Even if they did, they wouldn't dare to reveal them in public. In this situation, Fang Che didn't have the time to search through each corpse meticulously.
He was satisfied with the number of people killed, but regarding the spoils... it could only be described as barely satisfactory.
So, he angrily drank half a bottle of starlight spirit liquid.
After careful consideration, they had entered with forty-four thousand people, and there were no more than twenty thousand in the valley, perhaps eighteen or nineteen thousand.
After the lightning strikes, over two thousand died on the spot, and Fang Che killed nearly three thousand himself. The others, working together, killed around three thousand as well.
The rest, on the periphery, basically fled in tears after the thunderous shocks.
In other words, this wave should have wiped out around nine thousand people.
Fang Che calculated, this number, a bit agitated. If we round it off, we can confirm that at least eight thousand are done for! This is certain.
Why round it off to eight thousand? Because Fang Che counted those uncertain numbers, basically treating them as still alive.
Count a few more. When I kill in the future, I'll feel more at ease—there are still so many left, I haven't exterminated them all!
The recovery power of the Divine Pill was strong and rapid. But in just half an hour, Fang Che's severe injuries had completely healed.
His eyebrows twitched, and his face muscles twitched. Dead skin peeled off in layers, and the meat on his shoulders, already cooked by lightning, crumbled and fell off.
Fang Che's body trembled. His lower abdomen tightened, and two piles fell into his pants.
The grass beneath his feet suddenly became vibrant with life...
This person shed their skin! What great nourishment... With these fragments, maybe I can nurture spirit herbs in the future...
When Fang Che left this place, the piles of fragments quickly disappeared silently. One could see that the roots of the surrounding grass were all wrapped around clusters of fragments.
Although these grasses had no spiritual awareness, as a plant's instinctive life, they still used their feeble strength to quickly seize resources that could make them healthier and stronger.
Fang Che, floating in the air, watched this scene below, and his heart seemed to have gained some insight.
"Who said plants have no spirit? Who said plants have no martial arts world? They are just using another form of life, also interpreting their unique martial arts world... that's all."
Fang Che's eyes were deep in thought, and he suddenly felt like he had touched something.
It seemed like a layer of paper-thin window was about to be pierced by him.
His eyes gazed at the grass, at the silent towering trees, at the drifting clouds in the sky, at this silent world...
Suddenly, he felt like his Boundless True Scripture had suddenly started to rapidly surge.
Spirit Qi abruptly gathered from all directions.
He hadn't figured it out yet, as he had always been thinking about this question, but at this moment, his entire body seemed to have turned into a spirit qi attractor.
The surging spirit qi poured into his body, and every acupoint, every pore, seemed to form a whirlpool.
However, Fang Che himself was completely unaware of this situation.
His eyes chased after tiny creatures he had never noticed before, some aphids, some beetles, some ants, centipedes, snakes...
In this forest... they sensed his arrival, scattering in panic, but upon closer inspection, there was a pattern to follow.
For example, observing the ants, there were different groups, just like different gangs, walking on different paths. After feeling safe, they would stop, leave sentries, and leave scouts at intervals, with some genuinely resting, and even some fighting with another group.
It seemed like a battle for territory, or perhaps... a kingdom war.
Fang Che had never carefully studied these things before, but now, led by his own skin fragments, a whole new perspective seemed to open up.
It was truly awe-inspiring.
The spirit qi surged within him, and outside, spirit qi continued to rush in, circulating through his meridians repeatedly. Most of it was expelled and dispersed during the Circulation of Heavenly Cycle.
But the essence part had already entered the Dantian, transforming into Primordial Spirit Qi.
Then, starting from the Dantian, it once again circulated through the Heavenly Cycle, forming a solid foundation.
The spirit qi kept coming in and going out. In the past, this spirit qi would have been enough to make his meridians swell and become unbearable.
But now, he didn't feel that way at all.
On one hand, the Yin-Yang Holy Liquid's enhancement of the meridians was truly terrifying, and on the other hand... this wave of killing under the Purple Thunder Phoenix's lightning, after his injuries healed, his entire body, having undergone countless lightning tempering, seemed to have... improved in constitution?
It felt like this lightning forging had purged many impurities from his body.
Fang Che immersed himself in his world, striving to capture that fleeting divine light, unaware of his terrifying cultivation growth.
Monarch Seventh Rank, Advanced Stage, reached; Peak, reached...
The spirit qi continued to surge, forming whirlpools in the meridians.
It was like the ocean was constantly rising, with waves crashing endlessly.
Finally, with a boom, something inside his body seemed to shatter.
That was the Eighth Rank barrier."
The spirit qi roared in, swiftly conquering new paths, completing the occupation, and then beginning the Circulation of Heavenly Cycle...
With each cycle, his spiritual power increased significantly, and more unqualified spirit qi was expelled.
The Dantian was already filled with mist, and the golden spirit liquid began to form. Drop by drop, it fell, and each drop seemed to stir Fang Che's soul.
He felt like he was once again under Heaven's Thunder, being tempered over and over, but it was becoming more and more comfortable.
The corners of his eyes radiated a relaxed smile, and his cultivation rose with the tide. Monarch Eighth Rank, Initial Stage, Initial Stage Mid, Peak, Intermediate Stage... Advanced Stage, Peak...
Fang Che felt his mind tremble, as if a door had suddenly been flung open in the darkness, revealing a dazzling golden light that filled him with brightness and hope. The darkness he was in seemed to disintegrate into ashes under the glow of the golden light.
In his mind, the sound of the evening drum and morning bell rang repeatedly, cleansing his soul over and over. Yet, the path ahead was so clear.
All his senses seemed heightened, and as he opened his mouth, a gray gas escaped with a 'pffft' sound, forming a long dragon before dissipating. Only then did he feel his soul returning to his body.
The Boundless True Scripture had broken through to the third layer at this critical moment!
As Fang Che opened his eyes, he distinctly felt the sensation of metamorphosis.
It was like the feeling of becoming a Buddha on the spot.
"Comfortable..."
Fang Che sighed. If he could experience this feeling regularly, it would be wonderful.
Then he examined his body, "A breakthrough? Monarch Rank Eighth Grade Pinnacle? The third layer of the Boundless True Scripture?"
Fang Che was stunned.
Reaching the Monarch Rank Eighth Grade Pinnacle was not surprising or particularly joyful to Fang Che, as it was just a natural progression, something he would eventually achieve.
However, he was taken aback by the breakthrough in the Boundless True Scripture.
This was the greatest joy!
After all, the Boundless True Scripture was connected to the Quintessence Bug!
It could suppress and extract the Quintessence Bug from others.
Fang Che had little understanding of the Boundless True Scripture and didn't know when a breakthrough would occur. He simply cultivated, without any sense of bottleneck, and eventually, the breakthrough came naturally.
But now, with the breakthrough, Fang Che felt an extreme sense of delight.
It meant a doubling of his strength!
The second layer of the Boundless True Scripture at the Monarch Rank Eighth Grade was vastly different from the third layer at the same rank in terms of combat power.
Although the cultivation level remained at Monarch Rank Eighth Grade, the quality was entirely different. It was like comparing a house filled with grass and wood to one filled with gold—both were full, but could they be the same?
Moreover, Fang Che had leaped from the high-level Seventh Grade directly to the Eighth Grade Pinnacle, giving him a sense of invincibility.
Fang Che felt as if he had truly become invincible, a sensation he experienced with every significant breakthrough. He had felt this way dozens of times, from the Innate Realm to the present.
Suppressing his urge to conquer the world and annihilate the Only Righteous Sect single-handedly, Fang Che stealthily left, like a ghost lurking in the shadows.
Caution!
He needed to be even more cautious!
...
The other Saints who had accompanied Fang Che in harvesting heads beneath the valley also gained various benefits after surviving the lightning trial. After all, lightning was a heavenly gift, and although the Purple Thunder Phoenix could harness it, it was still an accumulation of Heaven's Thunder.
Surviving the heavenly punishment and recovering afterward brought unique advantages, not just for Fang Che but for all the Saints.
Each Saint felt a surge of joy within them.
"My spiritual energy circulation has sped up."
"My constitution seems to have improved slightly..."
"I seem to have gained new martial arts insights..."
"...
The gains varied from person to person, some more, some less.
Fang Che had the most significant harvest, but it was due to his breakthrough in understanding and advancing the Boundless True Scripture. If one only considered other gains, even if he had more than others, it wasn't by a significant margin.
Opportunities do not discriminate between good and evil; seizing them can lead to soaring heights!
This saying was proven true here.
However, although it was an opportunity, none of them, including Fang Che, would willingly go through that experience again.
It was too miserable!
Once was enough for that kind of ordeal.
What if they returned, and the Purple Thunder Phoenix itself appeared, frying them with lightning? This thought was especially frightening for those whose bodies had already been scorched by lightning, leaving them with a lingering fear.
Currently, the area where the Purple Thunder Phoenix resided was deserted, a desolate land.
No one would forget this place—they all understood that countless experts had perished here.
And each of those experts' corpses was a treasure trove!
So... when the Purple Thunder Phoenix calmed down, there would eventually be fugitives who would come to test their luck, hoping to gain something from the dead...
These people... including Fang Che, would return.
And in their hearts, they all had a timeframe in mind, some ten days, some fifteen, some waiting for the right moment to try their luck.
But none of them, including Fang Che, intended to return within the next ten days.
Because the Purple Thunder Phoenix group wasn't so forgetful...
At this moment, anyone who came alone was basically seeking death.
But now, as Fang Che continued to consume resources, he was also constantly sending the Golden Horned Dragon to fetch Starlight Spirit Liquid.
Before leaving, he planned to give a bottle to his parents, Night Dream, his eldest brother, and others like Mo Gan Yun.
So... drink as much as you need to replenish.
The Purple Thunder Phoenix group watched as their massive pool gradually diminished over a few days, and although the amount wasn't significant, each droplet was like a dull knife slicing flesh, stimulating them to the point of near madness...
This was so inhumane!
The Purple Thunder Phoenix group's burgeoning rage did not diminish with time; instead, it became increasingly uncontrollable.
Every day, large groups patrolled the area around Apex Mountain.
After the calamity at Apex Mountain, the Gu Shen world fell into a brief silence.
It seemed like everyone had gone into hiding.
Standing high in the sky, divine consciousness scattered, fishing in the vast sea, but not a single fish was caught.
Those who had gained advantages were consolidating their gains; those with weaker cultivation were cultivating, while the stronger ones were secretly taking action, but with great caution.
Even the Night Demon had gone quiet, yet Fang Che was still fighting for his life.
Fang Che wasn't inactive.
This time, his cultivation had improved significantly, so he retreated to his original cave, yes, the one not far from the Two-Headed Serpent, to consolidate his cultivation.
The Two-Headed Serpent, after going mad once again, returned to watch over the fruits and spirit crystals.
Fang Che had no idea that his little cave had been visited by the Two-Headed Serpent, so he was happily cultivating inside.
He even quietly expanded the cave a bit, creating enough space to practice spear techniques.
Fang Che began to practice swordsmanship and spear techniques, integrating them with his improved cultivation.
Three days later...
Fang Che stepped out of the cave with utmost confidence.
Monarch Rank, Ninth Tier, Initial Stage!
I'm already invincible in the world!
However, Fang Che was also concerned about one issue, which was... this time, the plan to incubate the Quintessence Bug to divinity couldn't just involve killing.
It also required surrender!
Without surrender, it still wouldn't work!
So, from that moment on, Fang Che began preparing to subjugate others.
...
After a while, the Golden Horned Dragon came to report.
There was a battle ahead, two people fighting one, the situation was precarious, and both were Venerable Realm powerhouses.
The fight was intense.
Venerable Realm?
Fang Che rushed over without hesitation: "Stop! Two against one, what kind of hero are you?"
Fang Che immediately joined the battle, aiding the weaker side, preparing to win over their hearts; aiming for his first surrender.
But during the fight, this kid suddenly attacked Fang Che with a sword!
Two against two instantly became three against one.
Fang Che was furious.
"You really know how to play!"
Seven Stars Ascension!
The three fighters were shocked and jumped back, their faces changing color: "Night Demon? We are willing to surrender!"
"Surrender your mother!"
Pfft, pfft, pfft. Three more corpses lay on the ground.
Seeing the Quintessence Bug come out, Fang Che was dejected...
His murderous intent rose, and he directly killed them. Clearly, they had already expressed their surrender... What a waste of three lives!
Next, he began a needle-in-a-haystack search, with the Golden Horned Dragon searching everywhere, constantly busy at Fang Che's command, searching in a hundred-li radius.
Finally... another one.
"This one is slightly stronger than you."
Slightly stronger.
Fang Che was relieved, it seemed to be a Saint Rank, but not a high tier within the Saint Realm.
Fang Che approached silently and revealed himself.
"Are you willing to surrender?"
Fang Che drew his sword and pointed it at the man.
"Are you willing to surrender?"
The man also drew his sword and pointed it at Fang Che.
The same six words, and their eyes simultaneously flashed with killing intent.
"Swoosh!"
Sword energies erupted almost simultaneously.
Seven Stars Ascension!
The man tumbled backward ten zhang, his eyebrows furrowed: "Are you the Night Demon?"
"So what?"
Fang Che hummed.
The man spoke decisively: "Let's fight, bet on victory or defeat, the loser surrenders! How about it?"
Fang Che was taken aback: "You're Ma Qianli! From the headquarters' logistics?"
"Good! Then let's fight!"
After seventy moves, Ma Qianli was at a disadvantage and roared: "I surrender!"
Fang Che sheathed his sword.
Ma Qianli's Quintessence Bug appeared on his forehead, and he obediently prostrated himself.
Fang Che's Quintessence Bug directly flew onto Ma Qianli's body.
With a sucking sound, a mouthful of black energy was absorbed.
Then, the two Quintessence Bugs disappeared, returning to their respective owners.
"Night Demon Leader, your power is truly..."
Ma Qianli was a bit dejected: "I'm at the Saint Rank, yet I can't defeat you at the Venerable Realm!"
"I'm at the Monarch Rank."
"Oh..."
Ma Qianli's face twisted: "Brother... What do you want me to say..."
Fang Che laughed: "Qianli, what's your situation?"
He was a bit puzzled because this guy seemed to be always ready to make others surrender or surrender to others.
This was very obvious.
"I'm at the Saint Rank, First Tier, Peak. Night Demon Leader, you asked why I surrendered so readily?"
"Not bad, why?" Fang Che was genuinely curious.
(End of Chapter)
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