Chapter 391 - 382: Donghuang Chaos Bell

"Chenri? What brings you here?"

Inside the Divine Light Mirror estate, Han Wu the Sub-Venerable was receiving Chenri the Great Saint.

By seniority, Chenri the Great Saint was actually Han Wu the Sub-Venerable's senior, a figure from the previous generation.

However, once one reached the realm of Great Saint, they typically addressed each other as peers.

This was especially true for an invincible figure like Han Wu the Sub-Venerable, who had brutally carved out an entirely new realm with his tyrannical strength. One could not afford to disrespect his name.

Chenri the Great Saint smiled, his gaze falling to the boiling tea.

Chenri the Great Saint said, "I never expected Fang Yang to become the Kunpeng Ancestor. And not long ago, he suppressed the White Tiger Demon Lord and the others all by himself."

"His performance reminds me of the great predecessor, Fang Yuesheng."

"If Fang Yuesheng's Donghuang Chaos Bell had been complete back then, he might have truly been able to suppress the Vast Sea Venerable Emperor and become the second Venerable of our Golden Clan!"

Hearing this, Han Wu the Sub-Venerable grew thoughtful.

Fang Yuesheng was Fang Yang's distant ancestor, and also the last Great Sun Golden Crow.

The Donghuang Chaos Bell was the unique natal Sacred Artifact of the Great Sun Golden Crow bloodline, capable of passing down the Dao and techniques of countless Great Sun Golden Crows across generations.

To possess the Donghuang Chaos Bell was, without a doubt, to have countless predecessors explaining their own understanding of the Great Sun Golden Crow.

This was also one of the main reasons for the Great Sun Golden Crow bloodline's immense prosperity.

In other words, only a Great Sun Golden Crow who possessed the Donghuang Chaos Bell could be considered a complete Great Sun Golden Crow.

However...

Han Wu the Sub-Venerable gently lifted the teapot and poured the tea.

Since Chenri the Great Saint was speaking in riddles, he decided to simply feign ignorance.

The water was scalding as it fell into the cup.

Wisps of white steam rose, obscuring their faces.

One was heroic and imposing, the other had a head of white hair.

Chenri the Great Saint took the cup. His gaze fell to the tea as he continued, "Is Fang Yang a Great Sun Golden Crow?!"

BOOM!

Outside the Daoist rite ground, a silver bolt of lightning as thick as a mountain range descended with a deafening roar.

Inside the Divine Light Mirror estate, their auras were contained, impossible for anyone to perceive.

At that moment, Han Wu the Sub-Venerable finally understood why Chenri the Great Saint had come to find him.

Given the special relationship between the Great Sun Golden Crow and the Fusang Divine Tree, if Fang Yang truly was a Great Sun Golden Crow, then Yu Zither Immortal's cultivation path would indeed require his assistance.

Han Wu the Sub-Venerable stood with his hands behind his back.

"Fang Yang is already a Kunpeng. If he is also a Great Sun Golden Crow, that would be two forms born from one aperture."

"And since he has already become the Kunpeng Ancestor, if he wanted to derive two forms from one aperture, he has indeed laid the foundation for it."

"But the spiritual aperture is so profound and mysterious. If I were to forcibly inspect it, I might destroy Fang Yang's foundation instead…"

Han Wu the Sub-Venerable did not answer directly.

Whether it was his son-in-law, Fang Yang, or his son, Sen Yue, he believed both had their own unique paths to walk.

All he did was offer a bit of support when they needed help.

If they didn't say much or didn't want help, he wouldn't interfere just to make his presence known.

Therefore, he knew the gist of many things but never delved too deeply.

"Is that so?" Chenri the Great Saint nodded, his eyes still fixed on the swirling tea.

'It's better to be safe than sorry.'

'If Fang Yang truly is a Great Sun Golden Crow, then how should he coordinate things?'

...

...

'It seems Yu Zither Immortal and her First Army aren't doing so well.'

Fang Yang's thoughts moved like lightning.

He had already skirted the Red Thunder Insect Ridge and snuck quietly to the outskirts of the battlefield.

He remained silent, merely casting a glance at the enemy formation from a great distance.

The formation was vast and imposing.

The military camps were layered one after another in perfect order, resembling prone Suanni, ready to charge out at any moment and stir up a boundless sea of blood.

From such a military bearing, one could imagine that its commanding monarch must be extraordinary.

'Marquis of Celestial Night, Cai Jie.'

An image of a figure immediately appeared in Fang Yang's mind.

It was a youth who looked to be about twenty, with a large frame, a stern face, and eyes that seemed to shoot lightning.

That was right. The army facing the First Army was the one led by Cai Jie.

One must remember that the other three armies were all commanded by a Prince or princess.

But here, Cai Jie, with only the status of a Marquis of Great Xuan, was in charge of a front. This was enough to show just how extraordinary his talent and methods were!

The next moment, Fang Yang once again transformed into a wisp of clear wind and proceeded cautiously.

Before long, he arrived at the outermost perimeter of the First Army's base.

He focused his gaze and shook his head slightly.

The First Army was only barely holding its ground, not as firm as a rock like his own Third Army!

Of course, compared to the Fourth Army led by Silver Phoenix, Yu Zither Immortal was still doing exceptionally well.

BUZZ...

A moment later, Fang Yang silently activated the Fusang Fallen Leaves.

The Fusang Fallen Leaves trembled slightly, sending an invisible ripple outward.

The sound was nearly imperceptible, yet it seemed to traverse the void, ignoring the protective grand formation ahead and heading straight for the interior of the First Army's base.

...

In the monarch's tent at the First Army's base.

Yu Zither Immortal stirred, as if she had sensed something.

「A quarter of an hour later.」

Yu Zither Immortal said with a smile, "Layman Ri, for the upcoming defensive arrangements, let's proceed as you've all suggested for now."

Layman Ri paused at her words, then nodded lightly.

She then led the others out of the monarch's tent, leaving Yu Zither Immortal alone.

...

'Fang Yang came so quickly?'

The light in Yu Zither Immortal's eyes grew brighter.

By her calculations, Fang Yang should have arrived half a month later at the earliest.

But in reality, Fang Yang had shattered her expectations, arriving with incredible speed.

She took a deep breath and slipped out furtively.

Finally, she saw Fang Yang on a mountain cliff.

Seeing Fang Yang again, her heart began to pound wildly.

In that instant, she narrowed her eyes and scrutinized him.

'Different.'

'He's very different now.'

The Fang Yang before her now actually gave her a slightly suffocating sense of pressure.

"You've changed so much," Yu Zither Immortal blurted out, gazing at Fang Yang's heroic face.

Fang Yang smiled. "Let's go."

The next moment, Yu Zither Immortal's face bloomed into a smile that outshone the spring colors covering the mountains.

She felt that same rapport they had when fighting side-by-side returning once more.

Immediately, they exchanged a look, both nodded, and together they snuck back into the base.

...

In the First Monarch's Tent, the protective grand formation was activated.

Inside the tent, only Fang Yang and Yu Zither Immortal remained.

Yu Zither Immortal: "Fang Yang, you trust me that much? Aren't you afraid I'll trick you?"

Fang Yang: "Fusang Fairy, you exaggerate. Hehe."

Yu Zither Immortal: "I hear Su Xi is thriving under your command, like a fish in water. Sigh, you have no idea how much pressure I'm under. I'm getting so many white hairs."

Fang Yang: "What about the great fortune you mentioned?"

Hearing this, Yu Zither Immortal couldn't help but roll her eyes at him, an act full of enchanting charm.

The next moment, she took a deep breath, cleared her mind of distracting thoughts, and her slender, jade-like finger tapped lightly in the air.

In the void, a single point of orange-gold divine light suddenly appeared.