Chapter 387 - 378: Saint Emperor Suppressing the Four Symbols

The assessment in the Ninth Layer of the Dream World was mainly about Jiang Yuan trying every possible way to become a Great Saint.

However, the requirements for becoming a Great Saint were extremely harsh.

Basically, without an Immortal Body, one could not become a Great Saint.

Therefore, even though Jiang Yuan had already reached the Tier Seven Peak realm, he was still troubled and struggling to condense his Immortal Body.

For ordinary Cultivators in the current system, there were several unavoidable hurdles on their path of growth and transformation.

From Tier Two Peak, one condenses the phantom of a Spirit Body to step into Tier Three Elementary, increasing one's lifespan by two hundred years.

From Tier Five Peak, one condenses the Dharma Aspect of a Sacred Body to step into Tier Six Elementary, increasing one's lifespan by over a thousand years.

From Tier Seven Peak, one condenses the phenomenon of an Immortal Body to step into Tier Eight Elementary, increasing one's lifespan by several thousand years.

Overcome these hurdles, and a sea of possibilities awaits.

Fail to overcome them, and one can only stagnate, or even perish along the way.

Each of these hurdles was more difficult than the last.

Among them, the ascension from Tier Seven Peak to Tier Eight Elementary required a legendary Sacred Material to act as a catalyst.

This material would guide one's Immortal Essence to condense a phenomenon, which must then be incorporated into the body in one go, harmonizing it with the small world within the Immortal Acupoint. Only then could one successfully form an Immortal Body.

In this process, one either succeeded in a single attempt or perished. There was essentially no other outcome.

Condensing an Immortal Body was far more brutal than condensing a Spirit Body or a Sacred Body.

...

'Condense an Immortal Body and step into the realm of a Tier Eight Great Saint?'

Fang Yang pondered.

He, however, did not share Jiang Yuan's struggles.

This was because as long as his Cultivation Realm reached Tier Seven Peak...

...he would naturally condense a phenomenon, form the Kun Peng Immortal Body, and thereby reach the realm of a Tier Eight Great Saint.

And this was the terrifying advantage of being a Primordial Ancestor of a lineage, the very reason the other young Great Saints were wary of him.

He was favored by Heaven and Earth!

'Right now, what's troubling Jiang Yuan is the cultivation of a phenomenon.' Fang Yang lowered his gaze, thinking to himself.

Soon, a light dawned in his eyes.

He knew that in this Ninth Layer of the Dream World, the Red Flame Demon Country was at the zenith of its power.

The Four Symbols—the Cyan Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Xuanwu—all had contemporary Demon Lords present in the world.

For a time, a demon calamity swept across the Eight Domains.

The Four Symbols appeared frequently, and the demonic aura was thick.

He could use this opportunity to cultivate two types of phenomena.

The first was related to Saint Emperor Vast Sun: "Saint Emperor Suppresses the Four Symbols."

The second was related to the Eternal Life Daoist Venerable: "Daoist Venerable's Registry of Demon Slaying."

Considering the Celestial Star Sect's connection to Saint Emperor Vast Sun, Fang Yang decisively chose the first option.

After all, he only needed to join forces with other Saints of the Human Race to suppress one of the Four Symbols, and he could then condense the "Saint Emperor Suppresses the Four Symbols" phenomenon.

The second option not only required slaying numerous demons but also demanded corresponding attainments in the Dao of Painting. He really didn't have that much time to waste.

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「In Jiang Yuan's Ninth Layer Dream World.」

The contemporary Demon Lords of the Four Symbols had descended upon the world, and a demon calamity was sweeping across the Eight Domains.

Under these circumstances, the Celestial Star Sect, like other top-tier factions, had sealed its gates and hidden away within its Grotto Heaven.

Their main plan was to wait for the demon calamity to pass before revealing themselves to the world again.

"The demon calamity brings chaos to the Eight Domains. I intend to come out of seclusion, rally our forces to suppress the Four Symbols, and restore peace to the mortal realm," Fang Yang said calmly.

His decision caused the other Saints of the Celestial Star Sect's expressions to change drastically, and they all tried to dissuade him.

"You mustn't! We implore you to reconsider."

"They're just a bunch of ants. They are countless and disposable. It's not worth shedding our blood for them."

"The Celestial Star Sect cannot withstand the Red Flame Demon Country's retaliation..."

The contemporary Demon Lords of the Four Symbols were supreme existences from Daoist Venerable lineages.

Suppressing such supreme beings should be the business of other Daoist Venerable traditions, like the Golden Clan, the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life, and the Earth Divine Mountain.

While the Celestial Star Sect did have some connection to Saint Emperor Vast Sun, it was not the true inheritor of his legacy and couldn't be considered a Daoist Venerable tradition.

At that moment, voices of opposition rose one after another.

None of them wanted Fang Yang to go out and provoke the Red Flame Demon Country.

"I hold three virtues: compassion, frugality, and not daring to be first in the world."

Fang Yang's tone was calm, but it carried an unquestionable will:

"These Four Symbol Demon Lords have already incurred public wrath."

"You only fear provoking the Red Flame Demon Country, but you don't fear the Daoist Mansion of Eternal Life, the Golden Clan, the Earth Divine Mountain, and the other Daoist Venerable traditions?"

As his voice fell, the scene fell silent.

As they hesitated, a glint flashed in Fang Yang's eyes.

The next moment, with powerful strides, he decisively commanded the Golden Giant Cauldron and broke through the sect's barrier.

He left the Saints of the Celestial Star Sect with nothing but the sight of his resolute, departing back.

......

Fang Yang broke out and began searching for traces of the Four Symbols.

He had just begun to roam when he discovered a Wolf Demon Saint worshipping the moon, preparing to sacrifice the lives of an entire commandery to cultivate a Secret Technique.

In truth, a Saint's Blessed Land Grotto Heaven could also nurture living beings.

However, the spiritual quality of the beings nurtured within a Blessed Land Grotto Heaven was far inferior to that of beings in the real world.

'Just what I needed.' Fang Yang's gaze turned cold as he soared into the sky.

At the same time, the Golden Giant Cauldron beneath his feet expanded, following him like a shadow. It grew vast and boundless, transforming into a golden Ancient Star.

'Even if I haven't eaten pork, I've seen a pig run.'

Fang Yang was not completely ignorant of how Saints fought.

At the very least, he had once received a boon from the Mansion Master of the Two Poles.

Besides, he was currently at Tier Seven Peak, fighting a mid-Tier Six.

'Wasn't this like beating up a baby?'

RUMBLE! The Wolf Demon Saint let out a mournful howl as it was instantly suppressed and killed.

Not only that, but the Golden Giant Cauldron also refined the Wolf Demon Saint's blood and soul, scraping them for information.

Soon, Fang Yang had obtained intelligence on the Four Symbol Demon Lords.

The one closest to him was the contemporary White Tiger Demon Lord.

With nothing more to be said, Fang Yang decisively set off to rendezvous with other Saints of the Human Race, ready to win them over with his strength.

...

"AH—"

The contemporary White Tiger Demon Lord revealed its true form and roared at the sky.

It stared coldly at Fang Yang and the other Saints, its tiger eyes unfathomably deep.

Just moments ago, a group of Human Race Saints had worked together to eliminate the Demon Saints by its side one by one.

But it had lived up to the name White Tiger; with its terrifying slaughtering techniques, it had killed more than ten Saints from the Human Race.

And now, it stood all alone.

...

"White Tiger Demon Lord, stop your useless struggles! We have united and laid an inescapable trap. You won't be able to fly even if you sprout wings. Today, you will die without a grave!"

Fang Yang's gaze was icy as he rallied the other Saints.

'He hadn't forgotten that a White Tiger Demon Lord also existed in the real world.'

'Therefore, it would be best if he could gather more intelligence here and build a corresponding model in this virtual space.'

'Besides, he already had many ideas for his "Saint Emperor Suppresses the Four Symbols" phenomenon.'

In short, he would absolutely not allow the other Saints to retreat.

Today, this White Tiger Demon Lord had to die!

BOOM! The Golden Giant Cauldron vibrated.

Endless golden waves rippled out, surging forward to forcefully halt the Soul River in front of the White Tiger Demon Lord.

With Fang Yang taking the lead, the other Human Race Saints also sprang into action, joining the siege to kill the White Tiger Demon Lord.

Incredibly, Fang Yang was actually holding the front line, withstanding the White Tiger Demon Lord's fierce counterattack.

The White Tiger Demon Lord was a Great Saint, after all!

Even if it was heavily injured, its attacks shouldn't be something a mere Saint could withstand.

This situation filled the other Saints with a mixture of joy and surprise.

The reason he could achieve such a feat wasn't that he was too strong, but that he was secretly activating the Dream Emperor's phantom!

At this moment, Fang Yang remained silent, continuing to hold the front line.

In the midst of this, he discovered layers of Mystical Skills from the Star Dao school emerging in his mind.

Silently, the Golden Giant Cauldron buzzed and trembled violently, erupting with an even more intense divine light.

Seeing this, Fang Yang had a realization.

He had already reached master-level attainment in the Star Dao school.