"Uncle Eleven and the Old Heretic?"
"Uncle Eleven and the Old Evil?" Hearing that, Fang Xing's heart skipped a beat and he felt a little dizzy. He hurriedly bent down and grabbed the man who had just spoken. Then, he glared at him and shouted, "What did you say just now?"
The man was startled and tried to struggle, but he was frightened by Fang Xing's aura. He couldn't help but tell everything he knew, "Senior Bai Qianzhang and the two Venerables Daphne of the Heavenly Alliance, along with more than 20 hermit cultivators, fought against the three Immortal Kings of the Divine Palace. It was a fierce battle at the edge of the Pure Land. The three Immortal Kings were finally stopped by them and were summoned back by a God's Decree. However, the two seniors Bai Qianzhang and the Roc Evil Venerables, along with more than 20 hermit cultivators, suffered heavy casualties. When we arrived at this part of the Sea Area, there were no living people on the battlefield, only flesh and blood being eaten by the fishes and shrimps …"
"What?"
Hearing that, Fang Xing's voice trembled. He hurriedly let go of the cultivator in his hand and scanned the area with his Divine Sense.
Now that his cultivation was at the third layer of the Crossing Calamity Realm, his Divine Sense was able to travel thousands of miles away. Moreover, it was still spreading out, covering the endless Sea Area, trying his best to capture the auras of Bai Qianzhang and Daphne. However, as he scanned the area, his heart became colder and colder. After a while, he suddenly raised his head and jumped thousands of miles away …
He jumped to a part of the Sea Area and scanned the area, only to find a broken white robe and a few scarlet feathers.
The white robe had the aura of Uncle Eleven, and the scarlet feathers were the broken feathers of the Vermilion Bird …
Apart from that, there was no aura at all!
This made Fang Xing's heart tighten, as if it had sunk into an endless abyss …
"Uncle Eleven is dead … and the Old Evil is also dead?"
He was in a daze as he muttered to himself. A feeling of boundless desolation filled his heart.
He naturally understood that this battle was also for the sake of the Divine Object. When the Night Clan's Divine Child was killed, the Investiture of the Gods List emitted a divine light that was even printed in the void. It could be said that the entire world knew about it. The three Divine Kings had to forcefully break into the Pure Land to fight for the Divine Object. At that time, he also felt that there were some powerful cultivators who came to stop them and started a fierce battle with the three Divine Kings at the edge of the Pure Land. However, he did not expect that Bai Qianzhang and Daphne were among them!
He himself had put in a lot of effort in this battle, but in the end, he was abandoned. He felt very depressed, but because of his optimistic nature, he tried to mediate the situation. But who would have thought that the greatest loss was not him, but here …
Uncle Eleven and the Great Peng Evil Monarch also lost their lives for the sake of that divine artifact?
"Both of you are smart people. Why did you do such a stupid thing?"
For a moment, the strong sense of sorrow almost drowned Fang Xing like a tide.
"That person … could he be the legendary Fang Xingfang?"
"Isn't he chasing after the Divine Object? Why did he show up here? "
"Just now, the Godly Manifestation in the Nine Heavens attracted many sovereigns into the Divine Abode. Why didn't he go?"
"With his reputation and cultivation level, he should be on the list. Could it be that he stayed behind for some other reason?"
On the sea below, several cultivators raised their heads and looked at the lonely Fang Xing in the void with complicated expressions. Some of them still regarded him as a Little Lord who had betrayed Tian Yuan and joined the Divine Court, so they were full of hostility towards him. However, some of them had heard the news that Zhu Xiu of the Fengtian Alliance had released when he first entered the Celestial Burial Slope. They knew that he was the one who had secretly helped Tian Yuan. However, they were even more surprised to see him at this moment when they knew that all the disciples of the Fengtian Alliance had entered the Celestial Burial Slope!
Because in terms of status, cultivation level, and strength, he should be able to obtain the great creation!
"My young friend Fang Xing, it's my pleasure to meet you …"
Just as Fang Xing was standing in the void in a daze, with the strong sense of sorrow in his heart, an old man with fluttering sleeves suddenly appeared in the void in the distance. The old man was wearing a black robe that seemed to be weightless. It was floating in the air. Although it looked ragged, it was obviously of excellent quality. The old man's aura seemed to resonate with the Heavens and Earth, revealing his extremely shocking strength. He slowly walked over from the distance and stared at Fang Xing with a faint smile on his face.
"Whoosh!"
Fang Xing turned his head and looked at him. He did not say anything. His eyes were cold and his face was expressionless.
The old man's cultivation level had already reached the Tribulation Passing Realm. In terms of cultivation level, the old man's cultivation level was probably higher than Fang Xing's. However, he was still alive and well. It was clear that he was one of the hidden cultivators, and Fang Xing did not have a good impression of them …
"Haha, my young friend, there's no need to be nervous. This old man is Withered Cloud Hermit. I've lived in seclusion in the West Sea for 4,000 years. Now that I've come out of seclusion, I want to ask you a question … I heard that the Celestial Bridge has reappeared and the Path to Heaven has appeared. I rushed here, but I was a step too late. The Immortal Burial Slope is empty. I heard that my young friend witnessed the reappearance of the Path to Heaven. I want to ask you what kind of existence the Celestial Bridge is and where it is now."
Withered Cloud Hermit spoke very politely as he slowly walked toward Fang Xing.
"Another person who doesn't care about anything and only wants to become an Immortal …"
Fang Xing looked at him expressionlessly, and then looked around a few times. He sensed several auras rushing towards him.
"This old man once heard that the Celestial Bridge can only be crossed by the outstanding juniors of the current era. Now, the outstanding juniors of the Primordial Demon Path, the Great Snow Mountain, and the Divine Continent have all gone up. Although I've been in seclusion for many years, I know that my young friend, Fang Xing, is an absolute genius. I wonder why you haven't stepped onto the Celestial Bridge after seeing it?"
Loose Cultivator Ku Yun slowly said as he arrived a hundred meters away from Fang Xing and gently stood still.
"So you're here to ask about this …"
Fang Xing came to a realization in his heart. Then, he was filled with endless mockery.
So this group of people came to find him for this reason …
Even they believed that if the Divine Seal Decree really existed in this world, and this Divine Seal Decree only recorded the names of the most outstanding geniuses in the world, then his name would definitely be on it. Now that they saw him appear in this sea region after seeing the Celestial Guiding Stone Bridge, they thought that there was some reason that he didn't step onto the stone bridge, so they came looking for him …
"What exactly do you want to ask?"
Fang Xing was already unhappy in his heart. At this moment, waves of coldness welled up in his heart.
"This old man knows that the Immortal Path has a spirit. If one wishes to step onto it, they need a token. Is this true?"
Withered Cloud Hermit's expression was calm and he had a smile on his face, but the questions he asked were more direct than the last.
Fang Xing didn't know if Withered Cloud Hermit really "knew" or "heard" these questions, or if they were just his guesses. However, he couldn't be bothered to refute them. He simply smiled and said, "There is indeed a token, but it's not an object. It's just a ray of immortal light. Only those with a name on the tablet can obtain this ray of immortal light and step onto the Immortal Path Bridge and enter the Immortal Abode …"
"Oh? How can one obtain that ray of immortal light? "
Withered Cloud Hermit's eyes suddenly widened as he asked anxiously.
"Either it's useful, or it has potential …"
Fang Xing sneered and casually made up a story. "The Immortal Bridge has a spirit. As long as it takes a fancy to someone, they can be named on the stone tablet. It's a pity that you people are all hiding like wild dogs when there's a chance. Naturally, you're all useless. In terms of potential, your lifespans are about to run out, and your foundations aren't as solid as ours, so it's even more impossible for you to obtain the immortal light!"
This was originally Fang Xing's own story, but he didn't expect that Withered Cloud Hermit would actually believe it.
"Not bad, not bad … We're all a bunch of pitiful people. Why are we so unlucky?"
The kind smile on his face suddenly became somewhat ferocious. "… However, I believe that you have this immortal light, right?"
Upon hearing this, Fang Xing was stunned. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Of course he had it. Or rather, he originally had it, but his name had been crossed off. What else could it be?
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, because even he realized that it would be ridiculous to tell these people that his name had been crossed off!
Of course, with his heart surging with anger, he had no interest in explaining it to these people!
Therefore, after being stunned for a moment, he only sneered. "So what if I have it? So what if I don't? "
"If I do …"
Withered Cloud Hermit slowly walked forward and suddenly raised his voice. "Then lend it to me …"
Rumble!
He actually directly made a move. His five skinny fingers were as sharp as claws as they clawed at Fang Xing's head.
At the same time, countless figures rushed out from the void behind Fang Xing, left, and right. They all fiercely grabbed at Fang Xing. In terms of aura, they were all extremely tyrannical. At the very least, they were people who had passed the Heavenly Tribulation. At this moment, they were charging at Fang Xing like crazy demons. It was obvious that they had already treated Fang Xing as their only opportunity to become an Immortal. At this moment, they mercilessly attacked him. It was just like at the bottom of the Immortal Burial Slope. Once they heard that there was an opportunity to become an Immortal, they would immediately make a move, regardless of how confident they were.
"When Tian Yuan was in trouble, I didn't see you …"
"When the human race was weak, I didn't see you …"
"When the God Race was massacring, I didn't see you …"
Fang Xing had already sensed those people's aura. Instead of panicking, he was filled with endless anger.
"And now … where did you get the face to snatch the so-called opportunity to become an Immortal?"
Whoosh!
His expression suddenly became ferocious. Facing the violent attacks, he didn't retreat. Instead, he advanced and pointed at Withered Cloud Hermit!
For some unknown reason, these people had no grudges with Fang Xing before. In fact, he had never even seen them before.
But at this moment, Fang Xing really wanted to kill them …
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