Chapter 1007: Chapter 509: Sixth Grade (Part 2)
The Heavenly Soldier replied: “All Golden Immortals of Fifth Grade and above, whether Tribulation Immortals or rit Immortals, be they from the Righteous Path or the Demon Path, have been summoned by the Heavenly Court. However, the specific reason has not been disclosed yet.”
Gongsun Wengao blinked, his thoughts in a turmoil.
He glanced at his grandmother and suddenly recalled her ntioning “destiny,” leaving him speechless.
Gongsun Baoling seed ntally prepared for this, looking resigned.
The Heavenly Soldier asked: “Do you need to prepare anything else? If not, we shall proceed.”
Gongsun Baoling responded: “I am ready and can depart at any ti.”
“Good!”
The Heavenly Soldier was very pleased, turning around to return to the Transmission Formation.
Gongsun Baoling looked back at the vast Immortal Palace, a trace of reluctance appearing on her face, but ultimately, she stepped onto the Transmission Formation.
This mont, this scene…
Gongsun Wengao’s mood was complex. At that mont, he finally understood why his grandmother had handed the position of Sect Leader to Fang Zhixing; she must have anticipated this day.
“Grandmother’s departure must be a journey with no return, filled with certain death!”
Gongsun Wengao thought.
Watching his grandmother leave, his expression changed variously, as if he had made so sort of resolution, saying to Hua Manshuang: “I’m sorry, but I must leave too.”
Hua Manshuang exclaid: “Where to?”
Gongsun Wengao sighed deeply and said earnestly: “Frankly speaking, I originally hoped to inherit the position of Sect Leader, but grandmother refused no matter what. She said the Sect Leader position is a hot potato, and I’m not destined to handle it.
I didn’t understand her words before, but now I do.”
Hua Manshuang frowned: “But the situation is urgent now, the Immortal Domain is infested with evil beings. Where can you go?”
Gongsun Wengao smiled: “I plan to undergo reincarnation and hide in so Pocket World.”
Hua Manshuang said speechlessly: “Evil beings are everywhere across all realms. Is a Pocket World definitely safe?”
Gongsun Wengao replied: “It’s certainly better than staying in the Immortal Domain. I’m telling you, this disaster is beyond imagination. The Yellow Bell Sect definitely can’t withstand it. I advise you to make early plans.”
Having said that, he flicked his sleeve and left, showing no leniency.
“You…”
Hua Manshuang was very angry, not expecting Gongsun Wengao to abandon the Yellow Bell Sect at such a ti.
His departure set a bad example, and other Golden Immortals, seeing the situation as grim, would certainly also contemplate retreat.
It’s as if it’s on the verge of collapse!
Hua Manshuang felt a surge of strong unease and imdiately went to discuss it with Fang Zhixing.
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[Infinite Blood Lotus · Fifth Grade Golden Immortal Full Level Conditions:
1, Absorb Dao Ancestor Blood River Nourishnt for over 800 days (4/800)]
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[Ancient Skill Ze Character Volu · Fifth Grade Golden Immortal Full Level Conditions:
1, Collect at least 5 Six Grade Deep Ze Bells or 1 Five Grade Deep Ze Bell (Prepared, complete?)
2, Strike the Thousand-Autumn Bell at least 4000 tis (216/4000)]
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Dong~
In the secret room, Fang Zhixing sat cross-legged, continuously striking the Thousand-Autumn Bell.
Each strike caused the bell to resonate and emit a grand sound, tearing through the void.
The vast rit flowed through the cracks and infused into his body.
“Refreshing!”
Fang Zhixing’s mouth curled upward, enjoying the pleasure of becoming stronger every mont, unable to stop.
Shortly, Hua Manshuang arrived.
“Oh, Gongsun Wengao ran away.”
Fang Zhixing chuckled. Although he beca the Master of Eight Tribes, he hadn’t seized power.
The authority was always in the hands of the Gongsun Immortal Clan, with Gongsun Wengao being the authority holder.
His cultivation was at the Late Stage of Seventh Grade, second only to Gongsun Baoling.
“It’s true that no one can be relied upon!”
Fang Zhixing stood up, laughing: “Let’s go, take to the front lines.”
The two of them flew to the frontline.
Looking around, the large Defense Formation resembled a giant balloon, enclosing the Immortal Palace.
At this ti, the army of evil beings continued attacking the formation everywhere, occasionally tearing open a gap, causing a group of immortals to chase and block them, exhausted from the effort.
However, the news of Gongsun Wengao’s escape had already spread across the battlefield.
“I just confird it; Gongsun Wengao indeed ran away, along with several of his confidants!”
“How could he abandon us?”
“Yes, a mont ago he was confidently proclaiming to live and die with us, yet suddenly he ran away?”
“I also heard that just now, a Heavenly Soldier suddenly descended and took away Gongsun Baoling, without explanation.”
“What, even Gongsun Baoling has left? How can we possibly hold the battle line!”
“It’s over, this ti it’s completely over!”
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The experts of the Eight Divisions discussed endlessly. The more they analyzed, the more disheartened and anxious they beca.
“Ahem!”
Suddenly, a soft cough sounded, accompanied by imnse pressure, resonating in everyone’s heart.
The crowd was startled, and they all turned around, directing their gaze in the sa direction.
Fang Zhixing arrived leisurely and calmly said, “Everyone, have you forgotten who the true Master of the Eight Tribes of the Yellow Bell Sect is?”
Hua Manshuang stood tall and shouted, “Why haven’t you greeted the Sect Leader yet!”
With these words, enthusiasm surged among the group.
“What, is he the Fang Zhixing? He looks so young!”
“The Thousand-Autumn Bell, I sense the Thousand-Autumn Bell on this person; it must be him, the new Sect Leader!”
“Greetings to Sect Leader Fang!”
In an instant, everyone rushed to bow down, the scene resembling a stormy sea, extraordinarily grand.
Fang Zhixing waved his hand and said, “No need for formalities, all rise.”
Just then, another gap appeared nearby, and a large amount of evil entities flooded in.
Fang Zhixing glanced over and saw that each of these evil entities looked bizarre, fierce, and intimidating.
One evil entity appeared as a fusion of a giant spider and crocodile, bloody and brutal, extrely terrifying.
Another evil entity differed entirely, resembling a bird yet not quite, with fifteen distinct heads, each unique.
“No wonder they are evil entities; their appearance seems random, all stitched together!”
Fang Zhixing flipped his hand to take out the Thousand-Autumn Bell and flicked it with his finger.
Dong!
Accompanied by a magnificent sound, swarms of evil entities ignited almost simultaneously, engulfed in flas.
The blaze was ferocious, spreading uncontrollably.
Strangely, the flas were nearly transparent, invisible, imperceptible to the naked eye.
You could only see black smoke emanating from the evil entities, causing them to roll in agony before turning to ashes in monts.
With just one strike, all evil entities invading the formation were killed instantly!
“So powerful!”
The crowd was shocked to the core, their morale significantly lifted.
A Golden Immortal stared open-mouthed, stunned, “Sect Leader, could you be at the Sixth Grade Realm?”
Fang Zhixing laughed and said, “With here, the Yellow Bell Sect will not perish.”
Pausing briefly, he added, “Moreover, if anyone wants to emulate Gongsun Wengao, you may leave at any ti, and I will not make things difficult.”
The crowd exchanged glances and hurriedly bowed again, saying in unison, “Sect Leader, you are wise and mighty, we are willing to follow loyally and remain true!”
“Good!”
Fang Zhixing smiled with satisfaction and imdiately stepped out, arriving outside the array.
Countless evil entities instantly fixed their gaze on him, baring teeth and claws as they charged.
Fang Zhixing opened his Admirable Golden Eyes, scanning the ten world directions with one glance.
In that instant, he identified each evil entity’s Life Blood Bar.
“Their strength is not very strong, mostly below Upper Immortal, it’s just that their numbers are too great…”
Fang Zhixing pondered briefly and quickly formulated a plan in his mind.
He punched the Thousand-Autumn Bell.
Dong~
With a loud bang, teorites in the void were all summoned, transforming into brilliant teors, accelerating, then accelerating further!
Imdiately afterward, Fang Zhixing punched the Thousand-Autumn Bell again.
Calling!
Every teor ignited, engulfed in hopes’ flas!
This wasn’t the end!
Fang Zhixing punched for the third ti!
Spaceti confinent!
All evil entities suddenly halted, frozen in place!
The next mont, teors swept over, dominating the void!
Each evil entity was instantly shattered, crushed into fragnts!
The crowd watched in awe as the starry sky shone brilliantly and dazzlingly, never seen before.
Then, the densely packed evil entities disappeared, leaving only ashes and dust drifting.
Fang Zhixing consecutively struck the Thousand-Autumn Bell three tis, unleash unparalleled power, initiating a grand clean-up.
The evil army suffered a heavy blow, with massive casualties!
“Hmm, in this case, the last line of defense should hold for a while longer until I advance to the Fifth Grade…”
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