A desolate planet surface.
Looking up, one could see countless shattered cosmic rings set against a vast and magnificent universe.
Fang Xing’s figure quietly appeared, looking at another person who had appeared with him.
"Are you my opponent this ti?"
The opponent was a young man dressed in a white Martial Arts uniform, his body instantly enveloped in thunder.
By the ti Fang Xing regained his composure, the young man’s handblade had already reached his head.
Thunder Domain!
S-Class Martial Arts—Fierce Thunder Seven Kills!
"Outer Realm?"
The young man’s confident handblade was easily caught by Fang Xing, "It counts as a strong Fifth Realm combat power, already not bad..."
With a casual throw, the young man’s figure kept retreating.
By the ti he regained his senses, all he could see was a finger growing larger and larger.
The skin on that finger was translucent and delicate, like the most perfect work of art, yet the Golden Core Power it carried shattered the young man’s Thunder Domain and touched his forehead.
Bang!
The young man’s headless corpse fell to the ground, followed by a notification from the Virtual Space:
[Ding! You have defeated your opponent and earned a point!]
"As expected of the Holographic Universe Company... The threshold for the event they organize is quite high, I suppose only strong Fifth Realm combat power can pass the initial screening?"
Through this battle, Fang Xing had co to understand the true value of this Martial Arts competition.
As for encountering a Martial Artist?
That was unavoidable; after all, Martial Arts were the most widely spread and popular in the Federation.
If it were not for the lack of top combat power, perhaps Martial Arts could beco the number one extraordinary Profession in the Blue Star Federation!
"This kind of major event... It’s very normal for the competition to drag on for years."
Fang Xing looked at the schedule for the next match, which was in three days.
"Just enough ti to refine my Martial Arts!"
...
Cultivation World.
Wilderness.
This place, where Fang Xing started, had long been deserted; only so broken walls and remnants could be faintly seen.
Although it had been developed several tis, it ultimately ended in failure.
This was the normal state of affairs for Cultivators attempting to develop the Wilderness—every large-scale land developnt was accompanied by endless blood and tears.
Failures were even common occurrences.
Five Scorpion Valley.
Wanfa Secret Realm.
The gates of the Secret Realm burst open, and a person who looked like an old Taoist ca out, his complexion cyanotic and his expression wooden.
"Hehe..."
The old Taoist moved his throat, as if he needed to learn how to make sounds again, "Finally... succeeded..."
"I want... to take back the opportunity that belongs to !"
"I want... to achieve Nascent Soul!"
The old Taoist’s eyes were lifeless, only occasionally emitting faint glimrs of light.
This person was none other than a Divided Soul of ’Master Wanfa.’
Back then, three Core Formation Cultivators stord the Wanfa Secret Realm together, disrupting Master Wanfa’s attempt at Possession and rebirth.
Master Wanfa’s Possessed body was snatched away by a Core Formation Cultivator from the Qingxuan Sect, and he also lost the most important opportunity—the Ten Thousand Transformation Cauldron!
However, he had long cultivated the Divided Soul Technique, possessing two major Divided Souls.
One Divided Soul was destroyed by Fang Xing, while the other was still inside the Wanfa Secret Realm.
And helplessly, he chose to Possess an old Taoist Core Formation Cultivator from Black Sky Temple.
Only today had he barely achieved success!
Master Wanfa had already exhausted his lifespan and transford into a Ghost Cultivator.
Ghost Cultivators have many restrictions; not only is their Divine Sense clouded, but they also cannot stray far from their place of birth.
However, Master Wanfa had solved this problem through a secret technique he created.
Now, he could not be considered a Core Formation Cultivator, nor a Ghost Cultivator.
He could only be described as a half-human, half-ghost ’Alien Object’!
By this ti, he was rely supported by a few obsessions.
"Master Wanfa... You really managed to cultivate that divine technique and successfully broke through within three years!"
A gentle breeze blew, transforming into the figure of a woman—the leader of the Wind Departnt of the Wanxiang Sect in the Core Formation Late Stage!
Although she had told Master Long that she would delay Fu Hongyi’s Heavenly Sword Sect army for four years.
In reality... it only took less than three years!
"Hidden beyond bounds, divine shapes unclear, ghostly passages unclaid, three hills unnad, escaping the cycle of reincarnation, ultimately returning to nothing..."
The leader of the Wind Departnt watched ’Master Wanfa,’ as if looking at a perfect work of art, her eyes filled with eagerness, "Master truly has a heaven-sent talent... taking another step on the path of Ghost Cultivation, perhaps he could be called a ’Ghost Immortal’..."
"I..."
Master Wanfa’s neck moved stiffly as he spoke more and more fluently, "If it weren’t for the treasure that Wanxiang Sect provided with... I’m afraid I would still be trapped. However, unfortunately, it’s not a perfect path. Rather than saying it’s , you might as well say that the forr Master Wanfa is dead. What exists now is a blend—a ghost created from a fragnt of Master Wanfa’s soul intertwined with the energy of Old Dao Wu and Yin Sha."
"No matter what, don’t forget the agreent with our Supre Elder... With your current cultivation, you can kill anyone below Nascent Soul. This ti, Heavenly Sword Sect is going to suffer a major loss!" The graceful woman, who was the leader of the Wind Departnt, chuckled.
The Eighteen Flipping Heaven Golden Corpse Formation was indeed real, but it was not Wanxiang Sect’s ultimate weapon.
When two Nascent Soul Sects enter a battle, there’s definitely more than one plan in place.
As the most crucial victor’s move, the card that could reverse the universe, there couldn’t be just one prepared.
As the leader of the Wind Departnt, one of the four divisions under Wanxiang Sect, the woman knew many secrets.
Even more, she knew that things like the Eighteen Flipping Heaven Golden Corpses were more of a smokescreen.
What Wanxiang Sect truly invested the most in was the Wanfa Secret Realm!
"Agreent?"
Master Wanfa’s eyes shifted, his body enveloped in a green light, suddenly disappeared.
When he reappeared, he was already behind the leader of the Wind Departnt, a sinister, cold bone claw engulfed in dark green flas grabbed towards the graceful woman.
Whoosh whoosh!
A light breeze blew.
The leader of the Wind Departnt stood in a different void, a smile appearing on her face, "Master Wanfa, you’re the first to breach the Blood Contract!"
With a stern shout, she brought forth a strange docunt in her hand.
The docunt was blood-red, as if dyed with fresh blood, and surrounded by many bizarre prohibitive runes.
Atop the docunt was a vivid ghost head design.
"Swiftly!"
The leader of the Wind Departnt ford hand seals, mana from the Core Formation Late Stage surged like a great river into the Blood Contract.
A terrifying black-green ghost head appeared, horns growing on its forehead, suddenly opened its mouth wide and dove into ’Master Wanfa’.
"A Curse Ghost?"
A look of relish appeared on Master Wanfa’s face. "Indeed, a rare delicacy..."
"How is this possible? You’re actually not affected by the Blood Contract’s backlash?"
The leader of the Wind Departnt was shocked.
"...I am neither human nor ghost anymore. The Blood Contract can’t bind ."
’Master Wanfa’ chuckled coldly, "This Curse Ghost is great nourishnt... I presu your True Core tastes quite delicious too."
Suddenly, his tongue shot out like an arrow, tearing through the space!
The leader of the Wind Departnt ford hand seals, a green Wind Spirit Pearl appeared, transforming into swirling tornado winds, securely shielding her body.
Seeing ’Master Wanfa’ unleash his divine might in this scene actually brought a smile to her face: "You really swallowed the Curse Ghost!"
"What? Not good!"
’Master Wanfa’ was startled, but it was already too late.
His abdon suddenly burst open, revealing a half-broken, blood-colored inkstone.
A ghost covered in curse marks wailed, pounced on the blood-colored inkstone, and started devouring it hungrily.
In an instant, this Curse Ghost seed about to rge with the blood-colored inkstone.
"Ghost Uniting Inkstone?"
Master Wanfa’s expression stiffened, yet a look of shock and anger still appeared, "This Strange Treasure is very useful for rging with my ghost body. Although I knew you were not sending this object with good intentions, I used countless Cultivation Techniques and secret techniques, yet found no problems..."
"Hehe, after all, you only co from a Core Formation Sect, unaware of the thods of a Nascent Soul Sect... The ’Ghost Uniting Inkstone’ is indeed real, but there’s one taboo: it must not co into contact with Curse Ghosts, especially those that contain the bloodline contracts of their own."
The leader of the Wind Departnt explained with a smile, her face full of anticipation for the unfolding drama.
At that mont, accompanied by a shrill wail, an additional ghost head, green-faced and fierce, appeared on the Ghost Uniting Inkstone, its face covered with various curse marks.
Master Wanfa shrieked, transforming into a green radiance, attempting to flee for his life.
But at that mont, columns of black light soared into the sky, forming a giant array that resembled an inverted bowl, covering the exit of the Wanfa Secret Realm, making it impossible for him to escape.
"Arise!"
The leader of the Wind Departnt produced a token, and beams of light erged, falling in an interlaced pattern.
"Roar!"
Master Wanfa’s hair exploded, strands dancing wildly as the mana fluctuations around his body broke through the limits of the Core Formation peak, entering a brand new realm.
A terrifying sense of oppression arrived, almost making the leader of the Wind Departnt believe she was facing her own Supre Elder.
"Die!"
Hastily, she ford hand seals, mana gushing out recklessly...
Half an hour later.
"I can’t accept this..."
With a shrill roar of rage, Master Wanfa’s physique turned to ashes under a purple heavenly thunder.
Among the ashes, a palm-sized green ’infant’ appeared.
Its expression was dull and confused, as the leader of the Wind Departnt ford hand seals, transforming countless black threads into a dense bundle.
"Finally succeeded..."
Looking at the black orb in her hands, her face filled with joy and even a hint of greed, "Using our sect’s ’Ghost Uniting Inkstone’ in combination with Master Wanfa’s Divine Soul, along with many rare materials, we finally managed to refine this ’Divine Infant’ according to the ’Mystic Evil God Infant thod’... It was worth that our Supre Elder personally took action, containing True Monarch Chu... It was not in vain that I risked my life, sneaking into the Wilderness!"
"It’s just... not following the standard procedure and taking a morally questionable route, this ’Divine Infant’ seems more aptly nad a ’Ghost Infant’... But this ’Ghost Infant’ is enough to grant the combat power of a ’False Infant’ after refinent..."
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