"My mother?"
Hearing Fang Qian's words, Fang Xingjian felt as if there was a ball of fire burning in his chest. He glared at Fang Qian and said, "Speak."
"Your mother is a rare genius. You must have inherited your current talent from her," Fang Qian said calmly. Fang Qian said calmly, "Then do you know that your mother had already reached the Divine level when you were born?"
"Divine level?" Fang Xingjian was stunned for a moment. He stared at Fang Qian and said, "That's impossible. If she was at the Divine level, she wouldn't have been beaten to death by that old hag, Li Shuanghua."
"It's because she was seriously injured. When she came to the Fang Clan, she was already seriously injured." Fang Qian's face was filled with ridicule. "After that old hag, Li Shuanghua, beat your mother to death, she kept her corpse."
"That's impossible. My mother's ashes are placed in the Fang Clan's mourning hall."
"That's fake," Fang Qian said calmly. "The Empire has the technology to forge Divine Weapons. It can turn the bones of Divine level experts into Divine Remains Equipment. Li Shuanghua has been coveting this technology for a long time. "However, the technology on Earth hasn't really been able to develop. Therefore, she hasn't touched your mother's corpse. "However, ever since she got into contact with the First Prince, a tremendous amount of technical information has been sent over. Therefore, Li Shuanghua has already planned to use your mother's corpse to forge a Divine Remains Equipment..."
Before Fang Qian could finish her words, almost by the time she reacted, her body had already penetrated through over ten kilometers of the ground and air, arriving in the sky.
Wherever she passed by, the ground would crack and the base would collapse. It was as if a huge dragon had turned over from underground.
Feeling intense pain all over her body, her bones cracked, and her internal organs shattered, she spat out a mouthful of blood. She looked at Fang Xingjian, who was grabbing her by the neck. Sword light flashed in his eyes, and there was almost no longer a hint of his pupils or humanity.
"You... Calm down."
Boom! Streams of sword force burst out explosively from the surface of Fang Xingjian's body, slashing the cloud layers within a range of ten lis into dust. Even though the ground was several kilometers away, it was still lashed by countless invisible sword forces across space, creating many sword marks of varying depths that were several hundred or even several thousand meters long.
"Have you already done so, or do you intend to do so? Think about it carefully and answer me. As long as I know that you're lying … "
Fang Xingjian's voice was as cold as the Siberian wind. Violent negative emotions kept spreading out from the depths of his sea of consciousness, gradually exceeding the level he could endure.
As she finished her words, four streams of cross-shaped sword light flashed, and blood splattered on Fang Qian's body.
Fang Qian let out a stifled snort. Looking at Fang Xingjian, whose face was filled with killing intent, she quickly bellowed, "Not yet! They're still making their final preparations!"
"When are they going to start?"
Fang Qian gulped. Fang Xingjian, whose killing intent was surging, gave her the feeling that he was a wild beast that had come from hell. Sword force continued to swim around in her body, and she felt as if her body would be torn into pieces at any moment.
"Half a month. There's still half a month's time before they attempt to cut up your mother's corpse." Right now, Fang Qian did not dare to hide anything, nor did she dare to bargain.
"After your mother's corpse died, Li Shuanghua sealed it in ice. It's said that it has been preserved very well. "They plan to open the seal in a week's time and start to cut up the corpse in two weeks."
Fang Xingjian's mouth opened slightly, and streams of air currents seemed to accompany the exhalation of his lungs, turning into sword Qis and exhaling out from his mouth. "Li Shuanghua, you really deserve to die."
Endless killing intent spread out from Fang Xingjian's body. There had never been a moment in his life when he wanted to kill someone so badly.
Only the last bit of rationality controlled him, allowing him to temporarily suppress the fury in his heart.
'I must rush back to Demonic City within a week. '
At the thought of this, Fang Xingjian looked at Fang Qian and said, "Tell me all the information regarding Li Shuanghua. Also, tell me the location of my mother's corpse! "
Fang Qian gulped. Looking at the situation around her and the ground under her feet, she said, "Do you want me to tell you here? There's still one more week before things start. Calm down. Let's settle the underground base's matters first. It won't take one or two hours. "
Fang Xingjian closed his eyes. He also knew that it was impossible for him to ignore the First Prince's underground base. Therefore, he tried his best to suppress the killing intent in his body.
Fang Qian said, "This base is the culmination of the First Prince's countless efforts. It can be said to be his blood, sweat, and tears in the area of biological modification. His original goal was to use this technology to modify 36 Divine level experts to help him complete the Hell's Map. "He even wanted to form an army of Demigods. However, it's a pity that there are too many difficulties involved. Right now, we've barely managed to create a Demigod body, and we've already depleted most of the base's resources."
Fang Xingjian continued to listen and found out that a test subject by the name of Number 13 was the latest product of Fang Qian's research. His consciousness had been completely wiped out, and his physical body had been forcefully pushed to two tiers of perfection.
This was very amazing. Fang Xingjian only needed to think of a way to transfer a portion of his consciousness, just like how the Holy Orison's letter and the Heavenly Primordial Annihilation Armor's remnant consciousness had been channeled into this physical body. This way, he would be able to obtain a Demigod body with two tiers of perfection.
It was a pity that Fang Qian and the others had yet to come up with a plan to mass-produce this. Despite this, this physical body could be said to be the most valuable item in the entire underground base.
An hour later, Hildebrand was standing on a sand dune several kilometers away with a pale countenance. The injuries on his waist seemed to have recovered.
Looking in the direction of the underground base, he saw that after a world-shaking boom, the entire ground had caved in fiercely. Several million tons of sand fell crazily, ceaselessly filling up the shattered hole in the ground.
In a short one to two hours, the entire underground base caved in completely and was filled up by endless sand.
Hildebrand fell to the ground, his mind filled with Fang Xingjian's silhouette.
...
Everyone in the Great Western Region Regional Academy discovered that Fang Xingjian had returned without them knowing. Along with him was a lady with black hair and eyes, who bore a slight resemblance to Fang Xingjian.
In the secret chamber in the Sacred Land, Fang Xingjian frowned and asked, "Does this mean that there are a total of seven Divine level experts on Earth?"
"That's right," Fang Qian said. Fang Qian said, "Each of the Five Great Clans has one, and the Earth's Federation has two. If you wish to deal with Li Shuanghua, at least two of them will help her. In addition to her, there will be a total of three Divine level experts."
Fang Xingjian did not say anything. Instead, he looked at a 'person' on the other side.
Although it was said to be a person, it was a little strange. It was because this person looked like a lump of flesh that kept on changing. The skin, muscles, and bones on its body kept on fluctuating and changing, as if it did not have a fixed shape.
This was test subject Number 13, which Fang Xingjian had snatched from the First Prince's base. It was a Demigod level body that possessed two tiers of perfection in terms of body toughness and specialty seeds.
Fang Qian asked again, "But it's not like you won't be able to defeat them. After all, you seem to be... immune to the power of magic prints and diabolic energy, right?"
Fang Xingjian lifted his head and threw a glance at Fang Qian, saying, "I'd like to know as well. Try it out on me."
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