Chapter 513 - 434: Sow a Seedling Today, Reap a Forest Tomorrow

Chapter 513: Chapter 434: Sow a Seedling Today, Reap a Forest Tomorrow

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The Saint Palace was situated atop a colossal mountain.

Divine flames erupted frequently, and rosy mists overflowed. All sorts of Fire Dao restrictions formed naturally, creating a fantastical scene, as if a star hung in the sky.

Walking inside, a wave of abundant heat washed over them, as if it would incinerate all living things.

But for Fang Yang and Yu Zither Immortal, such a Fire Dao treasure land brought them immense joy.

The former was a Great Sun Golden Crow, a champion among Fire Dao Deities, guaranteed to be in the top three and capable of vying for first place.

The latter was a Fusang Divine Tree, naturally born with Fierce Flame as its source, containing boundless life force and brimming with vitality.

As the two walked, their auras interacted, naturally forming a Golden Realm capable of containing ten thousand flames.

BUZZ! BUZZ! BUZZ!

As they drew near, the Saint Palace thundered and boomed, and its outer Array activated on its own.

In an instant, countless streams of crimson light surged forth, shrouded by sky-piercing plumage, like the birth of a divine bird.

Along with a soul-stirring cry, four enormous Vermilion Birds materialized. Each occupied a corner of the sky, their gazes fixed coldly on the pair—especially on Fang Yang.

As fellow Fire Dao Deities, the authority of the Vermilion Bird and the Golden Crow could be said to have some overlap.

’So these are Vermilion Bird manifestations, condensed from four peerless Skills?’ Fang Yang’s wild hair danced as he saw through the origins of the four Vermilion Birds with a single glance.

"Arise," Yu Zither Immortal said as her slender hand gently swept across her Guqin.

The music from the Guqin vibrated, stirring up a hurricane. The hurricane’s light was incandescent, like a solar storm, and it roared forward.

The Vermilion Bird manifestation in the east flapped its wings and flew out, a gust of hot wind rushing straight into the storm of music.

In an instant, they collided countless times in mid-air, creating a peculiar sound.

Meanwhile, the other three Vermilion Birds were rendered immobile by the pressure of Fang Yang’s aura.

They could only desperately activate their Fire Runes, trying to break free from the invisible restraints. Unfortunately, they were still crumbling and disintegrating bit by bit.

’She learns by analogy. Yu Zither Immortal’s talent and aptitude are truly top-tier,’ Fang Yang nodded to himself.

Barring any accidents, the highest realm Yu Zither Immortal could reach would likely be Sub-Venerable.

A Sub-Venerable was one of the small handful of existences at the very peak of the Great Saint Sequence.

From this, it was clear that Yu Zither Immortal’s potential was extraordinary. She could be a great asset to the map of his Yun Dynasty.

For example, if he were to go conquer other great domains, Yu Zither Immortal could guard the Mystic Domain in his stead.

CRASH...

After Yu Zither Immortal defeated that divine Vermilion Bird, Fang Yang casually annihilated the others.

The two continued forward, stepping into the Saint Palace.

Inside the Saint Palace, the space was vast and empty, with only a single figure in the center.

The figure sat cross-legged on a Daoist mat, perfectly still.

He appeared to be only sixteen or seventeen, with a tall, strong body, thick, dark hair, and a handsome face. He possessed a unique aura.

At his side were a host of miniaturized Flame Spirits, such as Vermilion Birds, Bifangs, and Fire Qilins.

These Flame Spirits all sat peacefully beside him, moving in time with his breathing.

The Ten Thousand Flames Saint Venerable in his youth—Emperor Wushuang!

Emperor Wushuang, dressed in robes whiter than snow, resembled a banished immortal, his radiance stretching for miles.

Strangely, however, he had drawn a prison for himself, transforming his own Fire Dao Skill into a Law Chain to seal himself away.

This scene was so unique and bizarre that Yu Zither Immortal’s willow-leaf brows furrowed tightly.

’This is the legendary Ten Thousand Flames Saint Venerable. Even if this is just his youth, who could possibly seal him?’

’A scene like this is simply too incredible.’

Fang Yang, however, just watched him quietly.

CLANG!

Emperor Wushuang opened his eyes, his expression exceedingly calm and steady.

As his eyes opened and closed, visions of suns, moons, and starry rivers being born and destroyed appeared within them, with even wisps of Chaos Qi disappearing inside.

The target of his gaze was none other than Fang Yang!

At this moment, the two young supreme beings locked eyes, an air of cold intensity between them.

Emperor Wushuang was heroic and vibrant, blessed by great fortune, like a banished immortal descended to the mortal world. A single glance gave the impression of a dragon among men.

Fang Yang had risen from obscurity, becoming the Primordial Ancestor of his own lineage. Favored by heaven and earth, he drove countless others to despair and terror.

The moment they met, they stared at each other, a brilliant light erupting from their eyes—it was utterly astonishing!

In the void, it was as if a Vermilion Bird soared with flapping wings while a Golden Crow cried out as it fell.

As the two forces collided, Fire Runes filled the sky, causing the entire Saint Palace to light up completely, transforming into a trembling ocean of flames.

Where their gazes met, Divine Chains of Order re-formed and Chaos Qi was born.

The Dao and Law of the Vermilion Bird and the Golden Crow intertwined. There was the destruction of suns and moons and the rebirth of starry rivers, an image filled with both despair and life.

At this moment, it was as if the legendary Fire Dao Fruit had been born!

"How is this possible?!" Yu Zither Immortal’s pupils contracted, her gaze turning vacant.

She had never imagined that in a contest of Fire Dao mastery, Fang Yang would actually not lose to the Ten Thousand Flames Saint Venerable of the same era.

Such a sight was simply too frightening to believe.

"The legendary Golden Crows possess an even greater Great Sun Qi Number, yet you are not of Predecessor Thunder Control’s direct bloodline. How peculiar," Emperor Wushuang said, a look of surprise on his face.

"This is the token." Fang Yang didn’t explain further. With a wave of his sleeve, a cyan-blue arrow appeared in the air, flowing with the aura of the Changkong Heavenly Bow.

Emperor Wushuang said, "Mm. Golden Crow, you may call me Fire Lotus."

Then, Emperor Wushuang rose to his full height and explained the entire sequence of events.

Ever since he had received the Cosmic Celestial Mandate and entered the realm of the young supreme beings...

His whereabouts had become the greatest secret among the highest echelons of the Human Race, known only to a mere handful of Great Powers.