"Slave!"
A burly man of the Miao surna held a red jade ring in his hand and bellowed, "How dare you steal the supre treasure of the South Fire Sect... Die!"
Mana surged around his body crazily injecting into the red jade ring during the late stage of Core Formation.
Roar!
A white-browed tiger with hanging eyes leapt out from the red jade ring, and with a single open mouth, clumps of real fire appeared, blocking the surrounding void.
A golden light shield appeared in front of Fang Xing, blocking the thunderous fire, as he watched other cultivators from the South Fire Sect surround him in utter speechlessness.
Clearly, these cultivators were also considered pri suspects.
"Tedious... boring... speechless..."
Fang Xing sighed.
Previously, seeing that everyone was in disguise, he did not care about the concealnt of the cultivator in the late stage of Foundation Establishnt.
Now it seed that he had been tricked.
The key point was...
Although the transmission array was right there, he did not know how to activate it.
Forcing his way in and activating the transmission array had also beco an impossible option.
Just then, he felt a chilling Divine Sense sweep over him!
"Nascent Soul Divine Sense?!"
Fang Xing’s heart stirred, knowing that his disguise might not fool fellow cultivators of the sa level.
After all, he was just passing through and had not used the Nine Infant Pearl.
Even if he had, the Nine Infant Pearl was only at the magical treasure level and might not be very effective in a confrontation at the Nascent Soul level.
’No matter how I explain it now, it seems I’ll be seen as having ill-intentions...’
’More importantly, why should I stay to prove my innocence?’
Fang Xing could already anticipate the suspicions of the Nascent Soul True Monarch upon arrival.
It was just like eating a few bowls of noodles yet being forced to cut open one’s stomach to prove their cleanliness.
He was the type who would rather gouge out the eyes of the doubter, swallow them, and let the doubter investigate for themselves!
Therefore...
Boom!
Fang Xing no longer concealed himself, as surging power from the Nascent Soul stage burst forth.
"What? A Nascent Soul old monster?!"
Miao Bisheng exclaid, then was swept away by a golden palm, vomiting blood as he heavily crashed against the wall.
"I finally understand how you got yourself into so much trouble."
Fang Xing chuckled lightly, flicking his fingers.
Swoosh!
A golden sword light flashed by, and the cultivator guarding the transmission array, in the late stage of Core Formation, imdiately bled from his mouth and nose, his magical treasure shattered, and he fainted on the spot.
Roar!
The white-browed tiger wailed as it was split in half by a strand of Sword Qi.
The Miao surna Core Formation real person shouted in horror, with blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and saw the entire bronze hall collapse instantly.
Then...
A sword light soared into the sky.
Fang Xing stood proudly in midair, still holding a petite female cultivator in his hand.
It was the female Core Formation real person who had just been captured!
’This woman is key to all this... making it difficult for to travel.’
’If not for the ti constraints, I really wanted to perform a Soul Search to see.’
His expression stern, he transford into a sword light and left the coverage area of the Nanli Island array.
At this mont, the female cultivator caught by Fang Xing barely managed a telepathic ssage: "This... Senior... I have a great secret with ... please..."
Before the female cultivator of Core Formation could finish speaking, Fang Xing saw a red rainbow flying from Nanli Island.
In the midst of the red light was a short and chubby old man sporting three topknots, revealing a huge belly.
At that mont, those sharp, bright eyes turned towards Fang Xing: "Fellow Daoist truly bears an unfamiliar face, may I know from which realm of immortals you co? This old man is ’Tian Kun’ of the South Fire Sect... what is your relation to this woman?"
A flicker of confusion crossed Tian Kun’s eyes.
Although there were many sects with Nascent Soul cultivators in the Hanhai Cultivation World, each Nascent Soul cultivator had a renowned na.
Moreover, he recognized all the active Nascent Soul True Monarchs nearby, and this unfamiliar fellow Daoist was not among them.
’Could it be... he’s also here for that item?’
Thinking it over, Tian Kun made a secret decision in his heart.
"We have no relationship, I was planning to venture into the Inner Sea but was troubled by this woman."
Fang Xing tossed the female cultivator toward Tian Kun, preparing to leave.
"Fellow Daoist, please wait..."
Tian Kun’s face revealed a slight smile: "Since the fellow Daoist is willing to use our Sect’s transmission array, it’s an honor for us. Why not wait a mont... After I personally repair the transmission array, I will send you on your way imdiately, how about it?"
"There’s no need; my ventures out have been ominous... I’m preparing to return ho," Fang Xing sighed.
Tian Kun grew anxious.
Inside, their South Fire Sect indeed harbored a great secret, involving a trendous benefit.
This ti, their strongest mber, ’Huo Yun True Monarch,’ had been lured elsewhere by a trick.
Within the sect, only he and another True Monarch, Can Ling, remained on guard.
And that’s when the female cultivator exploited a loophole!
At this mont, Tian Kun couldn’t help but start to suspect Fang Xing.
But among cultivators of the sa level, faces couldn’t easily be torn.
However, a Divine Sense transmission suddenly reached his ear, greatly calming his heart.
Fang Xing had a smile that was not quite a smile on his face, "No need to be polite, I captured this woman for the Daoist friend... May I leave now?"
"Of course, please!"
Tian Kun gave a clasped-hand salute to send him off.
Fang Xing nodded in satisfaction, about to turn around.
Suddenly!
From nowhere in the Void, thirteen tiny green needles appeared, as if they materialized abruptly from thin air, soaring and stabbing fiercely!
An unexpected developnt!
Under such circumstances, a typical Nascent Soul True Monarch would definitely be caught off guard and even their Magic Body might be heavily damaged.
But the mont the green flying needles appeared, a ’Qingyang Shield’ enveloped Fang Xing!
One by one, the green flying needles struggled to penetrate the blue light shield and then encountered clumps of dark green ’Soul-devouring Demon Fire’!
One of the green flying needles suddenly beca transparent, then, under the Soul-devouring Demon Fire, it turned into ash!
In the Void, a muffled hum sounded, followed by the appearance of a woman in a green dress.
Her aura was ethereal, her face stunningly beautiful, carrying a hint of coldness.
At that mont, with a wave of her bare hand, twelve erald flying needles circled around her body, each emitting a green glow, her eyes full of wariness as she looked at Fang Xing, her voice unusually hoarse, "A cultivator of Demon Fire?!"
"Since you have cultivated Demon Fire Divine Power, you must be here for that item, kill him!"
Tian Kun snorted coldly, and a pair of Golden Pull Spiritual Treasures appeared in his hands.
Each ti these Golden Pulls struck together, they emitted Golden Light Thunder Fire, accompanied by a sonic attack, with an incredibly terrifying presence.
Compared to this, Can Ling’s flying needles were sinister and vicious, catching one off-guard.
Both were Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivators, famous in the nearby seas.
Together, ordinary Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivators wouldn’t stand a chance.
Cling!
Amidst the sound of a zither, a clear phoenix cry suddenly overshadowed the sound of the Golden Pull.
Above Fang Xing’s head, the All Techniques Nascent Soul erged, holding the Green Sun Demon Lamp in its hand, his fingers flicking repeatedly.
Pop pop pop!
Balls of dark green Soul-devouring Demon Fire exploded, enveloping Tian Kun from all sides.
A Burning-tailed Phoenix, its tail seemingly afla, spread its wings and dove into the dark green fire clouds.
anwhile, Fang Xing turned to the cold-faced woman in green, Can Ling, "You dare to launch hidden flying needles at ?"
He pressed his right-hand index finger and middle finger together, and a sharp sword light appeared.
Clang!
A resounding sword strike, as if summoning the power from heaven and earth, transford into a long river of Sword Qi, roaring down!
"Sword Intent Formation!"
"A Nascent Soul Sword Lord?"
Can Ling cried out in alarm, pinching a spell between her fingers.
Twelve flying needles arranged and combined in mid-air, vaguely forming a green Flying Sword to et the river of Sword Qi.
Then... it was completely scattered.
Her makeshift Sword Cultivation, compared to a true Nascent Soul Sword Lord, was no match.
Fortunately, Can Ling never intended to rely on the ’Green Needle Sword’ to withstand the Sword Intent Formation.
Using the brief hindrance of the sword light river, a Yellow Gourd appeared in her hand.
This gourd was the size of a fist, bright yellow all over, with a ring of exquisite complex runes around the gourd’s mouth.
Can Ling pulled the stopper of the gourd, murmuring under her breath, Nascent Soul Power pouring into it.
Woo woo!
The gourd flashed with yellow brilliance, enveloped in a yellow glow that blocked in front of Can Ling, the dark mouth of the gourd like a bottomless Abyss, actually swallowing huge amounts of Sword Qi and sword light.
Seeing this, Can Ling’s face flashed with a smug look.
Her ’Swallowing Sword Gourd’ Spiritual Treasure, acquired from a major auction, was able to absorb most attacks of Fourth Rank Low Grade, inflicting back on the originator.
Moreover, it had a special effectiveness against attacks like Sword Qi or Sword Gang.
Reportedly, this was because the Fourth Rank Artifact Refiner who made this treasure had a particular disdain for Sword Cultivators.
Can Ling clasped her hands to form a spell, imprinting a Dharma Seal onto the Swallowing Sword Gourd.
The gourd spun around, then its mouth aid at Fang Xing, the previous river of Sword Qi inversely rushing out, the surging torrent of sword light like a tidal wave.
On the other side.
Accompanied by a resounding phoenix cry, Tian Kun managed to flee the dark green fire clouds sowhat raggedly, his clothes severely burned and his face scorched, looking extrely disheveled.
’This person... is definitely not a newly-advanced Nascent Soul; how can he possess so many Divine Powers?’
Tian Kun looked towards Fang Xing, a flicker of fear and worry crossing his eyes, sowhat regretting engaging in direct combat.
"Heh!"
Facing his own sword light, Fang Xing simply drew his sword, lightly guiding it.
Like effortlessly moving a thousand catties with four taels, the vast river of Sword Qi reversed suddenly.
His person and sword united, transforming into a beam of white light, propelled by the Great Freedom Mysterious Gold Sword Qi, his speed of Sword Flight unmatched in the world.
The white light rged with the returning river of Sword Qi, like a white rainbow piercing the sun, penetrating Can Ling’s Magic Body.
’Hmph... Although this gourd can absorb Sword Qi, rashly reversing it only leads to self-destruction... The Artifact Refiner who made this gourd must be incompetent.’
Fang Xing pierced Can Ling with a sword, casually seizing the Yellow Gourd.
His Divine Sense swept over it, seeing a burst of blue light from Can Ling’s corpse, a Nascent Soul erging into the Void, reappearing tens of miles away!
"Nascent Soul escaping the body, truly knows how to run!"
Fang Xing nodded, glancing at Tian Kun.
The latter felt a chill run down his spine!
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