Chapter 308 - 306: The Great Sun Paves the Way, the Golden Crow’s Old Dream

Chapter 308: Chapter 306: The Great Sun Paves the Way, the Golden Crow’s Old Dream

The Thunder Saint Academy possessed eight great treasure vaults, named after Heaven, Earth, Black, Yellow, Universe, Desolation, and Wilderness. Each one housed treasures gathered from different major domains.

The Black Treasure Vault, where Fang Yang currently was, housed the treasures of the Black Domain.

The Black Treasure Vault was immense.

Here, divine light flickered and immortal mists rose, reminding Fang Yang of the Changkong Treasure Vault.

’Come to think of it, with my new status, I can explore the Changkong Treasure Vault again...’ A glint flashed in Fang Yang’s eyes at the thought.

He let out a soft breath, calming his emotions.

Then, he started walking toward the area Chenri the Great Saint had marked out for him.

This area resembled a Desolate Wilderness Mountain Range, and the roars of various desolate beasts echoed within it.

Above it, the divine forms of desolate beasts manifested in the air.

A Thunder Flood Dragon! A Snow Phoenix Bird! A Six-winged Celestial Desolate Python!

And, a Golden Sun Wind Roc!

The many divine forms of the desolate beasts each occupied their own territory, clearly distinct and not interfering with one another.

But from the domains of power they each projected, one could easily tell which was stronger or weaker.

The Golden Sun Wind Roc was among the most powerful.

At that moment, Fang Yang’s body jolted, and he immediately focused his gaze forward.

In the distant sky, violent gales churned as an enormous, twin-winged Golden Roc hovered in the air.

The Golden Roc exuded an incredibly sharp aura. The feathers on its body stood on end like greatswords, each one inscribed with the image of the great sun in a different phase.

Some were full suns, some half suns, and some waning suns...

They all radiated light. Merely looking at them was enough to severely drain Fang Yang’s spiritual energy.

[Wings of the Golden Sun Wind Roc]

Gazing at it, Fang Yang’s heart trembled. ’This Sacred Material is practically the polar opposite of the [Heart of the Black Moon Water Kun]!’

He quickened his pace and soon arrived before this Sacred Material.

Close.

Extremely close.

All he had to do was reach out his hand to touch the Wings of the Golden Sun Wind Roc and claim them as his own.

At this moment, his feelings were quite complex.

From the moment he learned the requirements to form the Kunpeng Spirit Body to this point of claiming the Wings of the Golden Sun Wind Roc, he had spent nearly ten years!

Ten years. A full decade.

It could be said that ever since he started on the path of cultivation, he had been striving to transform into a Kunpeng Spirit Body.

The failure of Fang Nian, the Carp Eagle, in particular, was like a heavenly blade hanging silently over his head, driving him to cultivate relentlessly.

He looked at the Wings of the Golden Sun Wind Roc, his lips moving slightly as if he had something to say.

In that instant, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

But in the end, he just smiled calmly and said no more. He simply reached out, touched the Wings of the Golden Sun Wind Roc, and took them.

He let out a sigh of relief, but his mind immediately tensed up again.

’Next, I have to do everything I can to obtain the legacy of the [Yin Yang Tai Chi Diagram Manifestation].’

"Fang Yang really took the [Wings of the Golden Sun Wind Roc]!"

Dongli, Fang Min, and the others who were still waiting immediately saw the divine form of the Golden Roc dissipate.

This scene instantly made them understand Fang Yang’s choice.

’Sigh, I was outmatched. Nothing more to say.’ Dongli sighed internally, realizing he could no longer complete the task Hei Liwu had given him.

After Fang Yang came Dongli.

The top ten on the Earth Ranking chose their Sacred Materials one after another, with Fang Min, ranked tenth, being the last.

* * *

「Wind Peng Dojo」

「White Frost Stone House」

Fang Yang sat cross-legged on a cultivation mat, his eyes closed as he looked inward at his First Void Acupoint True Essence Sea.

After hanging up a "secluded cultivation" sign, he began refining the Wings of the Golden Sun Wind Roc with all his might.

Before he obtained the Yimu Sacred Spear, refining a Sacred Material like the Heart of the Black Moon Water Kun had required a slow, grinding effort.

The process was extremely time-consuming, a matter of conquering it little by little.

The reason for this was that the Carp Eagle’s Divine Feather was only on the same level as the Heart of the Black Moon Water Kun, perhaps even slightly inferior.

But now, he was no longer the inexperienced cultivator he once was.

His current refining speed for the Wings of the Golden Sun Wind Roc was quite impressive.

RUMBLE!

Within his First True Essence Sea, surging waves of True Gold True Essence gathered to form either a Golden Flood Dragon or a black Giant Kun.

Both carried immense force as they brutally slammed into the "Golden Roc" formed from the Wings of the Golden Sun Wind Roc.

The Golden Roc shrieked in pain, letting out wretched cries as it defiantly flapped its wings, stirring up powerful hurricanes in resistance.

But in the next moment, a bolt of Yimu Divine Thunder would flash high above the True Essence Sea, completely extinguishing the Golden Roc’s resistance.

The Golden Roc’s feathers gradually fell off and merged into the True Essence Sea.

Following this, Fang Yang’s body began to shimmer with bursts of golden spiritual light.

His Carp Eagle Spirit Body was undergoing a transformation!

The most obvious change was that his vast vital energy, which had been tempered by the Heart of the Black Moon Water Kun, was now tinged with wisps of golden light, giving off an oppressive feeling.

「Meanwhile.」

Fang Yang focused his mind, his consciousness taking the form of a Carp Eagle.

In a state between waking and dreaming, he once again found himself on the Desolate Star.

Using the vast spiritual energy from the Wings of the Golden Sun Wind Roc, he decisively soared across the Desolate Star, overcoming the last few difficult points.

In other words, he had completely imprinted the Desolate Star with his own brand.

He was now a Star Lord!

Star Lord—a special status within the Star Dao school of cultivation.

Its main purpose was to allow a cultivator to command the star’s immense power and use it to bolster themselves.

The stronger the star, the stronger the Star Lord.

BZZZ...

At that moment, in the core of the Desolate Star, the hazy, indistinct figure—the previous Star Lord—gradually came into focus.

Fang Yang looked up, his pupils contracting sharply.

The previous Star Lord had disheveled hair, and his eyes glinted with a cold light.

His face was handsome and his posture erect. He held a Great Sun Golden Crow in his hand, and an orange-yellow Flame Divine Ring circled around him.

Although his expression was blank, one could still see how majestic he must have been in life.

But what shocked Fang Yang was his face!

His face seemed to be that of the legendary distant ancestor of the Fang Clan, Fang Yuesheng!

With a mental jolt, the [Seek Fortune, Avoid Misfortune] talent’s light cluster in Fang Yang’s mind began to flash.

The next moment, the cluster of light transformed into text:

[Let the star be your guide, and the great sun your road. In the Golden Crow’s old dream, a fated path will unfold.]

[Moderately Auspicious: Accept the pull and enter the Star Dream Realm. You will automatically exit the dream after two months. Success in the dream will yield one Tier Five opportunity, with potential for more. Auspicious.]

[Moderately Auspicious: Accept the pull and enter the Star Dream Realm. You will automatically exit the dream after two months. Failure in the dream will yield one Tier Three opportunity. Auspicious.]

[Neutral: Refuse the pull and do not enter the Star Dream Realm. Nothing gained, nothing lost. Neutral.]

Fang Yang stared at the fortune readings, then back at the previous Star Lord.

For a rare moment, he fell into silence.

Everything was telling him that he was about to travel into his ancestor’s dream.

And if all went smoothly, he might even be able to discover the path of the Great Sun Golden Crow.

’In other words, I could even switch to cultivating the Great Sun Golden Crow Spirit Body!?’

At this very moment, he suddenly realized it was no accident that he had sensed the Desolate Star among the billions of others.

The great sun is, in essence, a star.

And the original path of the Fang Clan was the path of the Great Sun Golden Crow.

But that path had been severed, and its external manifestation was this star, which had become completely desolate.

With his aptitude and talent, the star he connected with was undoubtedly a top-tier one.

However, this star had fallen dormant along with a great cataclysm in the world.

"In that case, let’s give it a try."

A faint smile appeared on Fang Yang’s face.

He actively submitted to the pull and stepped into the Star Dream Realm.

He wanted to see for himself just what this Great Sun Golden Crow was, the one that the clan’s venerable elders and his own Second Uncle yearned for so deeply.