Chapter 2303 - 2304: Move Mountain

The Bull Demon Avatar was formed by the essence of Heaven and Earth, akin to the legendary Innate Saint.

Therefore, the cultivation speed of the Bull Demon Avatar was twice that of Yang Fei's main body.

With the help of the Bull Demon Avatar, Yang Fei's cultivation progressed even faster.

Gradually, a triangular insignia resembling a tattoo appeared on Yang Fei's left arm.

The insignia was black, with countless runes flickering on it.

Atop the insignia were three towering, precipitous mountains: Heaven, Earth, and Man.

Move Mountain!

With the formation of this Move Mountain Banner, the third-Layer divine power of Niu Ji was finally initially achieved.

This insignia wasn't a magical treasure but the divine skill of the Bull Demon.

Legend has it that the Bull Demon could move mountains and overturn seas, plucking stars and capturing the moon.

Once the Move Mountain Banner was unleashed, the three mountains of Heaven, Earth, and Man would crash down and even land immortals would be crushed to pulp.

Of course, with Yang Fei's current cultivation, the three mountains of Heaven, Earth, and Man weren't yet fully formed and were only the size of rockeries.

Yet, even so, ordinary Nascent Soul Stage experts could not withstand this Move Mountain divine skill.

This thunderous strike was equivalent to a full-force blast from a level ten magical treasure.

Yang Fei was quite pleased, realizing that among the Nine Extremes, Turtle Extreme, Elephant Extreme, Snake Extreme, and Extreme Tiger were merely basic cultivation techniques.

As Phoenix Extreme and Niu Ji were successfully cultivated, the power of the Nine Extremes gradually manifested.

Whether it was the Phoenix Mysterious Fire, the Bull Demon Avatar, or this Move Mountain divine skill.

All bore no difference from the divine skills of the Ancient Cultivation World, which dominated heaven and earth.

This Nine Extremes Divine Skill was recommended by the True Martial King as the only mystical powers technique capable of confronting Emperor Tian.

Only at this moment did its great power, its great divine power, truly emerge.

Yang Fei felt a sense of gratitude as he thought of the True Martial King imprisoned in the Candle Dragon Abyss, silently vowing.

"Foster Father, just wait a little longer, I will surely come to rescue you."

In these recent days of successive battles, Yang Fei had obtained many magical treasures.

The Golden Whip of Daoxuanzi, the Exquisite Pagoda of Dao Yezi, the Wind-Fire Cushion of Dao Kongzi, and a heap of other peculiar magic artifacts all fell into Yang Fei's hands.

All these magical treasures and artifacts contained the divine thought of their original owners.

But now, the original owners of these magical treasures were either dead or fled, and the treasures naturally became Yang Fei's possessions.

Yang Fei pondered for a moment and activated the Phoenix Mysterious Fire to recast these magical treasures, erasing the original owners' divine thoughts within them.

He spat out the Phoenix Mysterious Fire, beginning with the recasting of the Golden Whip.

Daoxuanzi's Golden Whip had been battered into two or three pieces by Yang Fei.

The broken segments of the Golden Whip churned up and down in Yang Fei's Phoenix Mysterious Fire, gradually fusing.

Yang Fei infused over a dozen True Martial spells, and the Golden Whip began to take shape, appearing more formidable and heavy, finally forming and dropping from the void.

Yang Fei took it in his hand, weighed it, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"This Golden Whip will suit that old rascal Mad Blade very well, but first, I'll give it a name."

After saying this, Yang Fei shot a strand of golden light from his fingertips.

He carved a crooked turtle onto the Golden Whip's handle and inscribed two large Chinese characters in a cursive script.

Turtle Whip!

Yang Fei imagined Mad Blade pounding his chest and stomping his feet upon receiving the Turtle Whip and couldn't help but laugh heartily.

Next, Yang Fei removed the divine thoughts from the Wind-Fire Cushion and the Exquisite Pagoda.

He planned to give the Wind-Fire Cushion to Wen Taikang and the Exquisite Pagoda to Xue Mingtai.

Xuantianzi was already dead, yet he left behind his Life-Bound Flying Dagger.

Yang Fei reforged the Life-Bound Flying Dagger, infusing it with the True Martial King Technique, preparing it for Fan Yi.

Yang Fei's Thousand Extremes Sword Formation had already damaged three swords.

Yang Fei reforged the remaining nine white bone swords, reestablishing the sword formation according to the Heaven, Earth, and Human Three Talents method.

This sword formation was called the Nine Spirits Sword Array, extremely potent in both defense and offense, matching Yang Fei's Thousand Extremes Sword Formation.

Yang Fei prepared to give the Nine Spirits Sword Array to An Zichen.

With An Zichen's True Yuan nurturing them, the nine white bone swords might even transform into magical treasures.

Other members of Yinxue Tower also received various protective magic artifacts.

With this batch of treasures and artifacts, the strength of Yinxue Tower was sure to surge.

Although Yang Fei was skilled in artifact refining, he didn't much care for using magical treasures himself.

At the realms of the True Martial King and Emperor Tian, no magical treasure or artifact had any effect.

They both wielded only the divine skills of the Great Daoism.

Even an Innate Spiritual Treasure would be insignificant before Emperor Tian.

With Yang Fei's divine ability, only treasures of the Sky Wolf Blade's caliber could catch his eye, making the Thousand Extremes Sword Formation seem much weaker by comparison.

At dawn, Yang Fei arrived at Yinxue Tower to distribute the artifacts and treasures to everyone.

The cultivators of Yinxue Tower were all Yang Fei's former subordinates and friends.

Every treasure or artifact he crafted matched their personalities and cultivation technique characteristics.

Everyone was delighted with their respective treasures or artifacts.

Mad Blade was both happy and complaining, given his close relationship with Yang Fei, he began to grumble.

"Little Bird Yang, it's fine you gave me the Golden Whip, but why carve a turtle on it and name it Turtle Whip? Are you trying to make our Chu Yuexi unfaithful?"

Everyone burst into laughter.

Yang Fei smiled lightly; since Mad Blade pursued Chu Yuexi, they've been truly in love.

Mad Blade's lament was just a ruse to show off his affection ostentatiously.

The last time Yang Fei had a decisive battle at the Kunlun Mountains against the Four Great True Persons, the Alliance Hierarch of the Four Spirits Alliance, Su Xian'er, was in closed-door cultivation.

The Elders' Hall of the alliance acted on its own and didn't come to support Yinxue Tower, but indeed Chu Yuexi led the Chu Family's elite disciples to their aid.

This deepened Mad Blade's feelings for Chu Yuexi.

After Su Xian'er emerged from closed-door cultivation, she personally apologized to Yang Fei and severely punished the members of the Four Spirits Alliance's Elders' Hall.

The fickleness of human relationships, the warmth and chill of the world, didn't anger Yang Fei.

So long as Yinxue Tower stands proud, those sects couldn't cause any storms.

As for their attitude towards Yinxue Tower, Yang Fei didn't care, much like how one disregards the opinions of ants.

Yang Fei stayed at Yinxue Tower for three days, guiding everyone on techniques and the use of treasures and artifacts.

On the fourth day, he flew to the Capital Dragon Group Base.

A great battle with the Brahma Venerable was imminent, and whether the trip to Landa Temple would bring fortune or disaster remained unknown.

At Dragon Group Base, Yang Fei had to arrange for Long Xiaoshuai to handle the matters.

At the entrance of the Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions, where sentries were strict, Yang Fei, with a cigarette in his mouth, leisurely strolled towards the gate.

By now, everyone in Hidden Dragon knew about this world's renowned Big Dragon Head of the Dragon Group.

Two soldiers respectfully saluted Yang Fei and then opened the iron gate.

Just as Yang Fei was about to enter Hidden Dragon Nine Divisions, someone in the distance suddenly called out loudly.

"Master Yang, please wait a moment!"

Yang Fei was taken aback; after returning for ten years, many old friends from the Capital he barely recognized.

Despite years of life and death experiences, Yang Fei remained the dashing young man from ten years ago.

But some childhood friends of his were now nearing middle-aged, almost forty.

Most of them grew into the backbone of the country's political and commercial realms, with many being influential figures that wielded vast power.

With different circles and different paths, Yang Fei no longer kept in touch with some past friends.

Currently, he only maintained contact with Susu and the Wang Family lineage.

This late-night visit from someone waiting outside the Hidden Dragon Headquarters for him came as quite a surprise to Yang Fei.

Turning around, Yang Fei saw a burly young man, whose face was quite pale, walking towards him.