Chapter 528 - 440: The Secret of Becoming a Venerable

Chapter 528: Chapter 440: The Secret of Becoming a Venerable

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Within the Destiny Blessed Land, the familiar tribulation clouds descended once more.

The various races living within the Blessed Land skillfully took shelter in all sorts of Arrays and fortresses.

The ratio of time’s flow between the Destiny Blessed Land and the real world was, for the most part, 365:1.

In other words, for every year that passed in the real world, three hundred and sixty-five years went by in the Blessed Land Mini World.

However, due to the excessive frequency of Fang Yang’s tribulations, the races within the Blessed Land had no choice but to find an effective way to avoid disaster.

After all, any race that failed to find a way to avoid these disasters had already been annihilated by lightning and other calamities!

’A tribulation...’ Fang Yang’s expression was calm.

Unlike other Saints, he still hadn’t placed his Immortal Acupoint in the outside world and opened a portal to it.

This method of undergoing tribulation was highly deceptive.

Were he to suddenly unleash his power, it would give his enemies a terrible fright.

At this moment, he gently flicked his sleeve. His consciousness flowed, returning to his Sacred Artifacts: the Donghuang Chaos Bell, the Golden Crow Saint Fan, and the Yimu Saint Spear.

’What is Fang Yang doing?’ Thunder Control the Great Saint wondered, her almond-shaped eyes narrowing.

The next moment, she sensed a shift in Fang Yang’s aura. Shock filled her eyes; she couldn’t believe it, thinking her senses were deceiving her.

A Daoist chant began to emanate from within Fang Yang’s body. The indistinct sound seemed to clear the mind and quiet the soul.

A Golden Crow coiled around his body, flapping its wings. A Vermilion Bird and a Fire Qilin also materialized, so lifelike they made him look like the Fire Dao Saint Emperor incarnate—truly extraordinary.

In the next instant, the space between Fang Yang’s eyebrows began to glow. His Soul emerged, so solid it was almost corporeal, and began to frantically plunder all kinds of Fire Dao Rhyme from the surroundings.

With a soft BANG, all the phenomena vanished, and everything returned to calm.

Fang Yang stood silently in place. His black hair whipped in the wind, his posture was ramrod straight, and his eyes flashed like cold lightning, exuding an intense, oppressive aura.

But what stunned Thunder Control the Great Saint even more than his oppressive aura was the date-shaped Immortal Essence in Fang Yang’s hand.

A Tier Six Saint had Cyan Raisin Immortal Essence.

A Tier Seven Saint had Red Date Immortal Essence.

In other words, Fang Yang was now a Tier Seven Elementary Saint.

A Tier Seven Saint could establish a foothold even within the Eight Domains.

They were even considered a vital force, a pillar of support, within the Daoist lineages of the great Venerables.

’What’s even more terrifying is that Fang Yang’s cultivation speed is actually getting faster?!’

His rate of advancement in the Saint Realm was even faster than it had been in the Mortal Realm.

’This... this... this...’

Thunder Control the Great Saint’s mouth went dry. In silence, she could only send a message to Longevity Heaven to report this new intelligence.

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In Longevity Heaven, all was deathly silent.

Here, the water was still, the clouds unmoving.

It was as if everything had been sealed away, making it impossible to perceive the passage of time.

Suddenly, a flash of cyan divine light shot through the air, carrying a crucial piece of intelligence: "Fang Yang has advanced to Tier Seven Elementary."

BOOM! RUMBLE! RUMBLE!

Like a giant boulder tossed into a placid lake, the news instantly sent thousand-foot waves crashing through Longevity Heaven, setting off a roaring, continuous uproar.

The commotion continued, one shockwave after another.

From one stone tombstone after another, withered old hands emerged.

Coffin lids were kicked aside, one after another, and their occupants once again saw the light of day.

"Unbelievable, just unbelievable!"

"Indeed. It hasn’t been long at all since he became a Saint, and yet he’s already made such a huge leap."

"I recall he’s not even thirty-three. A cultivation speed like this... surely it’s record-breaking?!"

"It is. He started later but finished first, far surpassing Sen Yue and the Great Sun Dragon Lady."

"Even the Vast Sea Venerable Emperor couldn’t compare to him at that age."

"Fang Yang has already become a force to be reckoned with! If he manages to obtain the Kunpeng Treasure Skill, he will surely be able to comprehend the path to the Immortal Realm!"

"It’s astonishing, and he hasn’t even fully established his lineage to gather the world’s destiny and authority."

"That’s right! Once he unleashes his abilities as a Primordial Ancestor, he can grow even more powerful!"

"Excellent, excellent..."

A jubilant and joyous atmosphere spread throughout Longevity Heaven.

Even the most arrogant old fossils had to admit that Fang Yang was, without a doubt, the most incredible, world-class prodigy they had ever seen.

Even some Venerables would have to concede defeat when compared to a younger Fang Yang at the same stage.

’Fang Yang...’ The Sen Ancestor’s feelings were complicated.

He was the direct ancestor of Sen Yue and Sen Hui.

He should have been overjoyed that the Sen family’s son-in-law, Fang Yang, was so outstanding.

But when he thought of Sen Yue, he couldn’t help but feel a pang of melancholy.

’But no matter how complicated his feelings are, what can he possibly do about it?’

’Nothing at all!’

Fang Yang’s rise was now unstoppable; his status as the chosen one of destiny was set in stone!

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The Changkong Clan.

Sen Family Forbidden Land, Divine Light Mirror Manor.

Outside the manor, various Arrays were active. Beams of mirrored light crisscrossed through the air, their terrifying aura holding the power to shatter heaven and earth.

Inside the manor, Han Wu Sub-Venerable was deep in cultivation.

He sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, silently comprehending a specific strand of aura.

This was the same strand of aura he had managed to perceive and obtain during the struggle for the Dao Artifact.

Back then, under siege by a host of Great Powers, he had protected the last vestiges of Sen Yue and the Great Sun Dragon Lady’s True Spirit Flame, sending them to a new world.

It was at that very moment that he experienced a blessing in disguise, managing to intercept that profound strand of aura.

With the help of this profound aura, he was confident he could advance his realm to Tier Nine Venerable within a century.

The price, however, was that the moment he became a Tier Nine Venerable, he would likely have to "ascend in broad daylight" and leave the Eight Domains of Heaven and Earth.

Suddenly, a speck of cyan light streaked through the void, bursting into the Divine Light Mirror Manor.

He opened his eyes, slightly surprised. ’Ah Yang has reached the Tier Seven Elementary realm? Truly remarkable.’