Chapter 2390 - 2391: Internal Strife and External Threats

Yang Fei shook his head. "I'm not sure about that."

"Anyway, those two things are something we absolutely can't provoke. We can't be their enemies, we can only make friends with him."

Speaking up to this point, Yang Fei smiled and shrugged.

"To be honest, I'm quite fond of this big guy."

"He's so completely without scheming, only likes eating and drinking, yet he's so powerful."

"Someone like that is rare even across the Nine Realms."

Chen Xingzhu rolled her eyes at him. Though she wouldn't admit it aloud, in her heart she had already accepted Yang Fei's approach.

"A glutton like that, only a moneybag like you can afford to keep him. I'll leave this guy to you, I'm heading off."

After speaking, Chen Xingzhu stretched out her hand, scooped up a jar of Spiritual Wine, and Gege let out a delicate giggle.

"I'm taking a good jar of wine from you, you're not going to be stingy and refuse, right?"

Yang Fei laughed heartily and made a gesture of Opening Gate to see her out.

"Please!"

Chen Xingzhu glanced at him, her eyes rippling like water. Her figure flickered, and she instantly vanished into the void.

Yang Fei turned around, glanced at the Demon Marshal snoring away inside the wine jar, and sighed, somewhat headache-ridden.

The Door of Creation was about to open, and many powerful Loose Cultivators of unknown origin had come into Earth Space.

On top of that, this gluttonous Demon Marshal had also rushed over to join the fun, leaving Yang Fei feeling a bit besieged from within and without.

At midnight, Yang Fei quietly cultivated in the Quiet Room.

Ever since he formed the Will of the World, vast and surging Heaven and Earth Vital Energy was like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, pouring into Yang Fei's body at every moment.

Because of this, his Bull Demon Avatar was condensing even faster and had already gradually reached Great Achievement.

In the low sky, the enormous Bull Demon form was gradually taking shape, wrapped in a mass of black mist.

That Bull Demon figure was fully 800 zhang tall from top to bottom, and from head to tail it stretched over more than a thousand zhang in length.

Such a gigantic Demonic Beast was like an enormous black cloud pressing down over Martial God City.

Yang Fei cultivated the entire night, and the Bull Demon Body condensed even further, gradually shifting from an illusory form to a solid one.

Aside from the tail section still being only an outline, the rest of the Bull Demon Body had already solidified as if it were real.

With such a colossal Bull Demon Body, the strength of his main body surpassed Yang Fei's Body of the Sun God by tenfold.

At this moment, if Yang Fei unleashed the Bull Demon's Fist, even a Sun God cultivator would probably be unable to withstand a single punch from him.

Brimming with confidence, Yang Fei felt that as for the dozen or so powerful auras that had entered Earth Space, as long as they didn't join forces against him, he was confident he could blast any one of them to death with a single punch.

The next morning, Yang Fei left the Quiet Room, thinking of that gluttonous Demon Marshal in the wine cellar, and specifically went to take a look.

The gluttonous Demon Marshal, dressed in Tea Da Hong Pao, was still snoring away in the wine cellar, drool flowing all over the floor.

Yang Fei couldn't help but let out a bitter smile.

Judging by this, that guy would probably sleep for ten days to half a month.

He no longer bothered with the gluttonous Demon Marshal and went back to Yinxue Tower to gather everyone for a meeting.

Under the Great Snow Mountain at the Sichuan-Tibet Border, there had been frequent disturbances. From the Will of the World, Yang Fei sensed that the Door of Creation could appear at any time.

He roughly explained his guess and plan to everyone.

Yang Fei wanted them to hold Yinxue Tower, while he went alone to the Great Snow Mountain to search for the Door of Creation.

In Yinxue Tower, An Zichen, Xue Mingtai, and the others knew their cultivation wasn't enough; going with Yang Fei would only make them a burden, so they could only helplessly agree.

Only Mad Blade clamored noisily to go with Yang Fei, but Fan Yi persuaded him otherwise.

Yang Fei, Mad Blade, and Fan Yi were all old soldiers that Evil Dragon had left behind; the three shared life-and-death, comradeship forged in blood.

Aside from Yang Fei, Mad Blade only listened to Fan Yi.

Yang Fei did not tell the others that, relying on the Will of the World, he had sensed that many powerful cultivators had already infiltrated Earth Space.

The cultivators infiltrating Earth Space this time were exceptionally strong; almost all of them were at Nascent Soul or Divinity Transformation and above.

Even Yang Fei had to cautiously maneuver around them.

As for the staff of Yinxue Tower, they absolutely couldn't clash head-on with those people.

If Yang Fei told them the truth, everyone, putting righteousness first, would inevitably insist on accompanying him to the Great Snow Mountain to face danger.

Three days later, once Yang Fei was finished preparing, he set off for the Great Snow Mountain with the twelve Crystal Skulls.

The Great Snow Mountain on the Sichuan-Tibet Border stretched for hundreds of li, towering up into the clouds, with highly changeable weather.

The most treacherous Jade Dragon Snow Peak at its summit reached an altitude of 6030 meters.

This was a Heaven for countless adventurers, and also hell.

According to relevant authorities, almost every year someone went missing or met with disaster on this Snow Peak.

Most of the victims encountered avalanches or unknown Demonic Beasts.

Some neither showed up alive nor left a corpse, disappearing without a trace.

Ever since Spiritual Energy recovery, on the summit of this Snow Peak countless rare and exotic fruits and precious Spiritual Medicine had grown, and at the same time many Magical Beasts had appeared.

As a result, adventurer fatality incidents sharply increased, though some adventurers, having picked Spiritual Medicine, became rich overnight.

In the hearts of many adventurers, the Jade Dragon Snow Peak of the Great Snow Mountain was an unattainably lofty yet soul-stirringly pure Holy Land of white snow.

Many people said that on Jade Dragon Snow Peak there was another Holy Land of Glistening Glaze Ice hidden away.

There, they said, grew holy fruit that could grant eternal life.

There were immortals who flew through the sky and did not partake of the Human Realm's smoke and fire, and there were Demons that changed form endlessly and ate human flesh alive.

Much of this talk was nonsense, yet not entirely without basis.

Yang Fei knew very well that atop Jade Dragon Snow Peak was where the Mountain Gate of the great Cultivation Sect Vajra Temple stood.

The cultivators of Vajra Temple had always refrained from contact with the mundane world.

However, many large consortia had forged good karma with Vajra Temple and made offerings on schedule every year.

Vajra Temple would also send cultivators down to do certain things for these big consortia, providing protection.

Yang Fei had once killed a cultivator of Vajra Temple, so strictly speaking he did have a small grudge with Vajra Temple.

It was just that Yang Fei simply hadn't taken this matter to heart.

With his cultivation today, even if the abbot of Vajra Temple refused to accept it, he could likewise be slapped to death with one hand.

A few hours later, Yang Fei reached the summit of Jade Dragon Peak.

Amid the vast expanse of white snow on the Snow Peak, he indeed discovered an ancient, imposing temple.

Yang Fei planned to first enter Vajra Temple to settle in, to investigate the disturbances in the Snow Mountain from there and look for an opportunity to use the twelve Crystal Skulls to open the Door of Creation.

Both True Martial King and Li Mingjun had told Yang Fei that opening the Door of Creation was very particular.

Only when the Door of Creation appeared in this stretch of void could the Crystal Skulls be used to open it.

Otherwise, he would only waste the Spiritual Power of the Crystal Skulls and miss the chance to open the Door of Creation.

When the Door of Creation would appear was originally a very complicated problem.

However, after Yang Fei grasped the Will of the World, he could already foresee it in advance.

Looking at the vermilion main gate of Vajra Temple, with cup-sized door studs mottled with verdigris, Yang Fei did not linger and stepped forward to knock.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

He knocked the door ring several times in succession, yet the main gate of Vajra Temple remained tightly shut.

Yang Fei was growing impatient and had just been about to force his way in when the Inner Sect gate suddenly opened.

A young Novice Monk of about twenty poked his head out, sleep-eyed, and looked at Yang Fei.

"Benefactor, have you come to worship and offer incense? Please come back tomorrow in the daytime."