Chapter 686 - 54: Jiaoxiu Seven of Jiaoshen (3)

This person was none other than Fang Cheng.

The Cyan Nether Sea was a vast, boundless ocean located within a Spiritual Sky Realm.

Fang Cheng had never imagined that he would enter a Spiritual Sky Realm in such a manner, even before his own ascension.

What was even stranger was that his identity in this world, from his appearance to his Divine Power, was almost identical to his own.

It was enough to make him wonder if there truly was an Ascendant Xuan Hui in this world.

But his intuition told him—

The real Ascendant Xuan Hui had perished long ago. A Supreme Power had distorted everyone’s perception, including that of the powerful Spirit Immortals from the Ten Thousand Beasts Xuan Sect.

And so, he had become Ascendant Xuan Hui!

From this, the formidable nature of the Milo Immortal Court was evident.

It wasn’t just that they could guide Tribulation Realm Cultivators from the Lower Realm into a Spiritual Sky Realm. They could even twist the Creation Spiritual Mechanism and interfere with the perception of this world’s Cultivators.

Such methods were so profound they were almost unbelievable.

Within this vast, boundless sea, there were originally eight great Immortal Dao Influences, known as the Three Sects and Five Races.

The Three Sects formed a triumvirate, while the Five Races were subordinate to them, surviving at their mercy.

The turning point came twenty thousand years ago.

At that time, masters from the Five Great Immortal Races, despite suffering tremendous losses, joined forces to excavate a Divine King Bronze Statue from a deep trench at the bottom of the Cyan Nether Sea, shattering the existing balance of power.

Relying on this Divine King Bronze Statue, the Five Great Immortal Races rose to power in a short time. The number of powerful Spirit Immortals within their ranks gradually surpassed that of the Three Great Sects.

Afterward, they exploited the conflicts among the Three Sects, sowing discord and plotting from the shadows. They annexed two of the major sects one after another, sacrificing their sects’ ultimate treasures to the Divine King Bronze Statue.

The Five Great Immortal Races gained astonishing benefits from those two sacrifices, growing ever stronger and more powerful.

Not long after those two great sects were annihilated, the Five Great Immortal Races set their sights on the ultimate treasure of the Ten Thousand Beasts Xuan Sect—the True Spirit Treasure Pagoda.

Although the Ten Thousand Beasts Xuan Sect had long been on guard, they never expected the Five Great Immortal Races to act so hastily.

The rumors of disunity and internal strife among the Five Races were perhaps just a deception meant to fool the world.

Their fangs were already aimed at the Ten Thousand Beasts Xuan Sect.

According to the message from Bing Suqin, the upper echelons of the Five Great Immortal Races had reached a consensus: if the True Spirit Treasure Pagoda was sacrificed to the Divine King Bronze Statue, several more powerful Spirit Immortals would emerge among the Five Races.

At that point, the Five Races would have sole dominion over the Cyan Nether Sea, with no rivals left to challenge them.

Bing Suqin went to great lengths to be the first to pass on the Five Great Immortal Races’ plan of action.

After this year’s God-King Festival, the Five Great Immortal Races would make their move.

Without the intelligence provided by Bing Suqin, the Ten Thousand Beasts Xuan Sect would have been forced to face the enemy unprepared, and the outcome would have been a crushing defeat.

But now, the Ten Thousand Beasts Xuan Sect had seized the initiative and even found a trump card like the Tier Seven Divine Thunder.

They only had to wait for the seven Spirit Immortals of the Five Great Immortal Races to gather at the God-King Festival to execute their assassination plan.

As Fang Cheng traveled, he mulled over this Immortal Court trial, and a plan began to take shape in his mind.

With the help of the Tier Seven Divine Thunder, they could probably grievously injure several of the Spirit Immortals. If he struck then, there was a chance he could actually slay a Spirit Immortal from the Five Great Immortal Races.

It wasn’t so absurd as to require him to face a powerful Spirit Immortal head-on.

The key, and the true test, was how to escape unscathed from the blast of the Tier Seven Divine Thunder.

As for obtaining the three divine graces at the God-King Festival, that would be nothing more than a matter of competing against the Yin Spirit Realm masters of the Five Great Immortal Races.

The Yin Spirit Realm in this world was equivalent to the Tribulation Realm Cultivators of the Lower Realm.

Yin Spirit Realm Cultivators in the Upper Realm didn’t need to pass the Nine Tribulations. Instead, they had to undergo Four Calamities to reach perfection. Their strength was not much different from that of Nine Tribulations Perfect Cultivators in the Lower Realm.

’It seems the most urgent task is to first find an Ultimate Defense Treasure. Only then can I safely complete this trial.’

Fang Cheng continued onward. In the distance, where the sea met the sky, several Floating Immortal Mountains appeared.

These Immortal Mountains were brimming with Spiritual Qi. From afar, he could see more than a dozen elegant, snow-white Immortal Cranes circling them, patrolling the surrounding space.

The auras of these Immortal Cranes were incomparably tyrannical; all of them were Tier Six Demon Birds. Any single one of them, if placed in the Lingkong Celestial Ruins of the Lower Realm, would be considered a peerless and ferocious bird of prey that could dominate a region.

Yet here they were, patrolling the Immortal Mountains for the Nangong Immortal Race.

On the sea surface below these Immortal Mountains, hundreds of islands of various sizes were scattered like stars in the sky.

When Fang Cheng was still several hundred li away from the Immortal Mountains, he saw a great wave cleaving through the clouds in the distant sky, heading his way.

The line of white water approached, its raging tide roaring like a charging army, crashing against the waves and surging forward.

Seeing this scene of immense power that shook the sea and sky, Fang Cheng halted his Escape Light and waited leisurely.

In no time, the colossal wave that parted the air arrived, revealing a thousand-zhang Dragon-Headed Monster Fish within it.

The Dragon-Headed Monster Fish was also a Tier Six Demon Beast. Its body was covered in dense golden scales, and its aura surged like a tide, unrestrained and magnificent. It seemed to be one with the heavens and earth as it bore down with overwhelming might.

Standing atop the Dragon-Headed Monster Fish’s head was a voluptuous and beautiful woman with snow-white skin. She wore her hair in an elegant, side-swept coiffure and was dressed in a magnificent palace gown. Her dignified and graceful temperament gave off a sense of tranquility and peace.

This was the Daoist partner of Ascendant Xuan Yun, the junior sister of Xuan Hui—Bing Suqin.

Now, Fang Cheng had to pose as her Daoist partner, infiltrate the Nangong Immortal Race, and wait for the right moment during the God-King Festival to detonate the Tier Seven Divine Thunder, grievously wounding the Spirit Immortals of the Five Great Immortal Races.

In other words, he had to use his connection with Bing Suqin to pull some strings and get into the Nangong Immortal Race.

At this moment, Fang Cheng was smiling and about to speak when he noticed a subtle hint of warning in Bing Suqin’s eyes.

His heart skipped a beat. He quickly got into character and said with a hearty laugh, "Sister Qin, why trouble you to come and greet me personally?"

Bing Suqin smiled sweetly and replied, "Husband, you have lived overseas for so long. I was worried you might offend the Immortal Race’s rules, so I came to get you."

A strange feeling welled up in Fang Cheng’s heart.

When he had first entered this world, the chaotic memory fragments in his sea of consciousness had told him a different story. Back then, Bing Suqin had not been fond of her junior brother, Xuan Hui. Within the Ten Thousand Beasts Xuan Sect, she was cold, beautiful, and aloof, and had kept him at arm’s length in the face of his pursuits.

But now, she was greeting him with a smile, as if she truly regarded him as her husband.

Fang Cheng gracefully floated down onto the head of the Dragon-Headed Monster Fish. He looked at the graceful and tranquil beauty with "deep affection," putting on the appearance of someone reunited after a long separation, with so much to say but not knowing where to begin.

Just then, a flash of demonic light appeared behind Bing Suqin.

The first thing that entered Fang Cheng’s vision was nine flamboyant, beautiful, snow-white fox tails, fanned out like a peacock’s plumage.

They were pure white and fluffy, exuding a bewitching beauty.

Then, a beautiful face, as vibrant as a peach blossom and lovely whether smiling or pouting, appeared before Fang Cheng.

Her hair was full of exquisite ornaments, and her features were delicate and bewitching, with the seductive, almond-shaped eyes characteristic of the Fox Race.

A strip of animal hide of moderate width was wrapped around her chest, barely containing her full, round breasts. Below that was a smooth, firm stomach, and a white leather skirt was tied around her waist. Her long, shapely legs were like masterpieces carved from white jade.

It was a nine-tailed Demon Fox.

"Hehe, Sister Suqin, is this your husband? He looks rather ordinary..."

The charming and seductive beauty sized Fang Cheng up and down with her shimmering dark eyes, asking with a grin.

Bing Suqin nodded, then introduced her to Fang Cheng. "This is a Maid serving under Venerable Qinghui. She came on the Venerable’s orders, steering his mount, specifically to pick you up."

This woman must have a treasure gifted by a Spirit Immortal that concealed her aura; otherwise, she would not have been able to hide it from Fang Cheng’s Divine Sense.

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