"Impressive!"
Fang Zhixing smiled with satisfaction, feeling a surge of confidence for the upcoming adventure.
...
...
Outside Beigan Star, a group of cultivators gathered in the void.
These cultivators were dressed in two distinctly different robes, divided into two factions.
One was the Mountain Spirit Tribe, the other the Fla Fire Tribe.
The leaders of both groups were elderly, unmistakably the chiefs of the two tribes.
Pang Zhouji, chief of the Mountain Spirit Tribe, had a head full of white hair, a robust build, and was vigorous despite his age.
Chou Xiechang, chief of the Fla Fire Tribe, had long fiery red hair and a spirited deanor, energetically spry.
At this mont, the two chiefs stood side by side, looking at a whirlpool not far away, their expressions excited.
"I never expected there would be an entrance to an Immortal Palace here."
Pang Zhouji’s eyes glead.
Chou Xiechang nodded, sighing, "Ah, Hua Manshuang is really lucky. She must have discovered this entrance long ago, which is why she set up the ’Great Wind Flag’ to mask the aura, preventing us from noticing."
Pang Zhouji snorted coldly, "Unfortunately, the Great Wind Flag still couldn’t stop the Immortal Palace’s aura from leaking out, and we found it anyway."
Chou Xiechang quickly said, "There’s no ti to lose, let’s hurry and destroy this Great Wind Flag and break in!"
A group of immortals imdiately unleashed their power, frantically attacking the Great Wind Flag.
In no ti, the Great Wind Flag was knocked down, reduced to a worthless treasure.
"Go!"
The crowd excitedly filed in, storming into Yingfei Palace.
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...
The sandstorm finally ended.
Fang Zhixing was safe and sound, while Hua Manshuang was exhausted beyond asure.
These days, in order to resist the sandstorm, she was constantly expending energy, leaving her physically and ntally exhausted.
However, Fang Zhixing was full of energy, spirited, without a trace of fatigue.
"Here, I’ll carry you."
Fang Zhixing didn’t want to delay, lifted Hua Manshuang with one hand.
"Alright."
Hua Manshuang didn’t refuse, if she were to ditate and regain energy in the desert, ti would drag on, and the next sandstorm might co; she wouldn’t be able to withstand it then.
Thus, Fang Zhixing carried the beauty, dashing forward swiftly, as fast as lightning.
Days flew by.
One day, Fang Zhixing looked up and suddenly saw a standing statue at the edge of his vision.
"It’s standing!"
Fang Zhixing’s spirits lifted; it was the first intact statue he had encountered.
Looking closely, one could faintly see a vague shadow behind the gigantic statue, resembling a vast architectural complex.
Fang Zhixing felt a thrill in his heart, quickly approaching the statue.
Not long after, he arrived beneath the statue, examining it carefully.
The statue indeed depicted a woman, though weathered heavily, making her features sowhat blurred.
Even so, it was still apparent that she was dressed in a beautiful court dress, graceful and elegant, majestic and noble.
"This woman is most likely Yingfei!"
Fang Zhixing speculated in his heart.
At this mont, Hua Manshuang circled behind the statue and exclaid, "So many Mouse-n!"
Fang Zhixing tapped his toe, arriving beside Hua Manshuang, casting his gaze.
What he saw was unbelievable!
He saw a massive city, square and towering, shrouded in a mass of black clouds.
If nothing unexpected happened, this giant city would be the true location of the Immortal Palace!
All the rare treasures should be inside the city!
However, nurous Mouse-n were wandering outside the city, densely packed, countless in number.
Each Mouse-man had rolled back eyes, rigid limbs, resembling walking corpses.
Fang Zhixing looked around but couldn’t find a safe route into the city.
"It seems we must clear out these Mouse-n to have a chance to enter the city." Fang Zhixing took a deep breath.
Hua Manshuang’s expression turned slightly grave, "Let’s go, I’ll help you carve a path!"
Their determination unwavering, with treasures so near, there was no reason to retreat or give up.
They charged towards the giant city together.
As expected!
"Squeak squeak~"
As soon as the two appeared, the Mouse-n outside the city beca agitated.
"Fresh blood!"
"Such fragrant blood!"
"Fresh and new, I want to eat!"
In a flash, nurous Mouse-n were stimulated, rushing over like mad.
Fang Zhixing slightly opened his Admirable Golden Eyes, swept a glance over, instantly seeing through the health bars of all Mouse-n.
"The weakest are Lower Immortals, the strongest are only Upper Immortals, not a single Golden Immortal among them. Besides their massive numbers, they pose no lethal threat to and Hua Manshuang!"
Fang Zhixing steadied his mind, condensing a burning Blood Tree in his hand.
"Blood Tree Blossoms!"
This was a Ninth Grade Burst Skill. With Fang Zhixing’s current ample rit, combined with the endless supply from the Pure Fire Blood Lotus, he could sustain this blossoming Blood Tree indefinitely, never wilting.
Swoosh!
The Blood Tree swept across, cutting down swathes at once!
Whoosh~
The Blood Tree burst into countless sparks, which landed on those Mouse-n, instantly igniting them.
The health bars of the Lower Immortal Mouse-n rapidly shrunk, bottoming out in no ti.
Die!
Instant kill!
Fang Zhixing unleashed a killing spree, charging through, pushing forward relentlessly.
"Wind God Sword!"
On the other side, Hua Manshuang clasped the Eighth Grade Fu Yao Bell with her right hand, while her left hand wielded a Flying Sword.
The wind wrapped around the Flying Sword, nimble and agile, incomparably sharp, with unrivaled piercing power.
The combination of the Fu Yao Bell and the Flying Sword erupted with astonishing combat power, slaying without hindrance, unstoppable in montum.
Honestly, if not for the overwhelming number of Mouse-n, each appearing deranged and fearlessly brave, the two would have long reached the city gate.
In just a mont...
Corpses lay everywhere, rivers of blood flowed!
The two drew ever closer to the city gate, five kiloters, three kiloters, one kiloter!
Here, there was no way forward!
Before them lay a mass of Mouse-n, too many, packed tightly, imperable.
Fang Zhixing remained calm, but suddenly recalled sothing and glanced back.
"Damn it, of course!"
Only to see that the slain Mouse-n had fully resurrected in the blink of an eye.
The revived Mouse-n grew even more frenzied, rushing forward eagerly.
"We can’t go on like this..."
Fang Zhixing felt he had underestimated these Mouse-n; relying solely on Ninth Grade Burst Skills was too slow.
Thus!
Blood Crossing!
Fang Zhixing’s whole body trembled; suddenly, an eerie and intangible aura spread from within him, sweeping in all directions.
Imdiately, the deranged Mouse-n abruptly slowed, becoming listless, dispirited.
"What is this?!"
Hua Manshuang was taken aback; she didn’t know what Fang Zhixing did, but that invisible aura was truly terrifying. Even though it wasn’t directed at her, it gave her a chill, her blood froze by three degrees.
"Charge!"
With a loud roar, Fang Zhixing summoned forth the Thousand-Autumn Bell, delivering a heavy punch.
Dong~
A grand sound, earth-shaking.
Subsequently, countless frost winds descended from the sky, landing on the Mouse-n, freezing them into ice sculptures.
Tornadoes swept across, lifting countless Mouse-n into the sky.
And the Remnant Wind Shadowless Sword, piercing through one Mouse-man after another...
Fang Zhixing suddenly unleashed trendous power, carving a bloody path forward, advancing rapidly by eight hundred ters.
Hua Manshuang was greatly shocked; only at this mont did she realize that Fang Zhixing’s strength surpassed hers!
"He clearly just broke through to the Eighth Grade, how can this be..."
Hua Manshuang was filled with shock and doubt, but this was not the ti to dwell on such issues. She imdiately followed, assisting Fang Zhixing in breaking through ahead.
One hundred ters!
Fifty ters!
Finally!
The two arrived beneath the city gate!
The gate was closed.
No way through!
Fang Zhixing and Hua Manshuang exchanged a glance, a mutual understanding to attack the city gate.
Toot toot~
Suddenly, a horn sounded from the city tower.
Imdiately thereafter, the city gate slowly opened, raising clouds of dust, obscuring vision.
However, Fang Zhixing heard the sound of heavy footsteps emanating from within the gate.
In the next mont, the dust dispersed.
A towering and imposing figure ca into view!
It was still a Mouse-man, but it wore a set of silver armor, shining brilliantly.
"This is!!"
Hua Manshuang’s breath hitched, her face filled with incredulity.
Fang Zhixing asked, "What’s wrong?"
Hua Manshuang pointed at the tall Mouse-man and replied, "I’ve seen portraits of the Heavenly Soldiers before; they’re wearing armor just like this..."
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