When he saw the terrified Mo Kui fighting with the crazed Nine-headed Insect, who was already in a sorry state and wouldn't be able to live for more than a few seconds, Fang Xing chuckled to himself and walked off in another direction. He had no need to worry. Without the Origin Immortal Talisman, the Nine-headed Insect could easily take down Immortal General Mo Kui. Moreover, he couldn't be bothered to join hands with the Nine-headed Insect to deal with the pitiful Mo Kui. Instead, he returned to the skull and saw that the power of the Origin Immortal Talisman was still connected to the power of the Buddha Formation within the skull. The two powers were fusing together like magnets, creating a very strange sight …
After observing it for a while, he curiously took back the skull. To his surprise, the skull returned to his palm, and the power of the Grand Buddha Formation vanished. Without the interweaving of this power, the Origin Immortal Talisman turned back into an ordinary talisman, about the size of a palm. It gently floated down to his palm, and when he caught it, there was nothing strange about it. Upon closer inspection, he realized that this talisman was not made of paper or gold, but was made of a strange material. There was a strange talisman inscribed on it, and it seemed to contain an extremely powerful energy.
"It's also a treasure!"
Fang Xing chuckled, then put the talisman back into the skull and tied it back to his waist.
While he was doing this, the surroundings were quiet, and no one dared to disturb him …
Even the Nine-headed Bug, who was suppressing Mo Kui and beating him up in a frenzy, didn't come forward to disturb him. The people of the Seven Paths and Nine Mountains, who were originally excited, seemed to have withered at this moment. They all stared blankly at Fang Xing, their eyes filled with terror and endless fear …
In truth, when Fang Xing killed the Mountain Venerate, they had already begun to panic!
The Mountain Venerate's anguished cry before his death had inadvertently revealed some information, allowing some of them to discover Fang Xing's true identity and realize just what sort of trouble they had gotten themselves into. At this moment, all of them were panicking, and their souls had left their bodies!
Since they were summoned here, how could Hong Hou and the others dare to tell them that they were here to kill the Crown Prince?
All this while, he had only told them that there was an audacious madman of unknown origin who had impersonated a Royal Disciple. That was why he had summoned them to find and kill that madman. He did not even dare to tell them that the madman was impersonating Di Liu because he was worried that they would be too scared to kill him. However, after keeping it a secret for a few days, because of what the Mountain Venerate had said before his death, everyone had lost their confidence. They were not idiots, so they could naturally tell the difference between the truth and the lies …
If this was really a madman who pretended to be a prince, then why would Mountain Venerable say those words?
In their hearts, they had already confirmed a certain fact …
At this moment, they could only stand there in a daze. They did not escape, but were considering whether they should take the initiative to beg for forgiveness. Perhaps they would die a little slower …
However, they no longer had the chance. After the nine-headed demon tore Mo Kui and his tiger into pieces and swallowed them whole, it began to chase after them again. This demon might have really gone mad. At this moment, it only knew how to kill and did not hold back. It did not even know how to dodge the defense and counterattack of some magical treasures. It only knew how to rush over and tear those who had chased it into pieces before swallowing them whole. These people were helpless. If they stayed here, they would die even faster. Therefore, they could only flee while wailing in pain...
"Qing Luo, that b * tch, she made us suffer …"
It was unknown how many people had this thought in their hearts ….
While the Nine-headed Bug was chasing people around in the sky, Fang Xing descended and looked at a person on the mountain peak …
More accurately, it was two groups of people!
One group was a body in a red dress. It was crawling with difficulty, feeling around, looking for its own head …
The other group was a head that was anxiously waiting for the body to find it …
Immortal Hong Yan was not dead!
At her cultivation realm, having her head chopped off was not a fatal injury. Unless Fang Xing used his mystique when he chopped off her head and destroyed her spirit at the same time, it would not be difficult for her to live for another ten days, half a month, or even several months, or even years, given the strong vitality of her physical body. However, the impact of having her head chopped off was too great, and the injury was too severe. Without her head, her physical body had no sense of direction. It had taken her a long time to find it!
Seeing the physical body finally reach her, and its arms were about to touch her head, a glimmer of hope appeared in the depths of Hong Yan's eyes. But suddenly, a black shadow descended from the sky and stepped on her physical body, causing her expression to freeze. Despair, pain, and even madness appeared on that beautiful face. She glared coldly at Fang Xing with an ashen gaze. She even looked a little ferocious, as though she wanted to leap up and bite Fang Xing!
"You don't need this physical body anymore!"
Fang Xingwei exerted his strength, and the body was trampled into meat paste by him. However, a purple bead jumped out from the arm of the body and spun in the air. He caught it and looked at it carefully. Then, he threw it into the Skull Palace!
"You … You deserve to die … You deserve to die …"
No matter who it was, they would inevitably feel despair when they saw their own body being trampled into a pile of meat paste and smashed into a pulp.
Hong Yan's head did not care about anything as it transmitted its divine sense and cursed Fang Xing viciously.
"Perhaps I really do deserve to die, but it will never be your turn to take my life!"
Fang Xing waved his hand noncommittally. He was not at all aware of these curses directed at "Emperors". He stared indifferently into Hong Yan's eyes and said, "I left you half alive so that you can go back and pass a message to that woman. I can almost guess why she doesn't want to see me return alive. Unfortunately, she has made a mistake, a big mistake. When I return to the Thirty-three Heavens, she will not only face the wrath of an Emperors, but also an even more ruthless existence …"
Hong Yan thought that the "more ruthless existence" was referring to the Immortal King, so before he could speak, his divine sense had already transmitted like a cold and poisonous flame, "You're the one who is wrong! You're the one who is wrong! Do you think that only Lord Dishi and my Miss don't want you to return alive? Now that Immortal King Chi Xiao has become an Immortal Emperor, Chi Xiao Tian is no longer the Chi Xiao Tian of the past. Everything has changed in the past one thousand years. Do you think the Immortal Emperor will still love you as much as before? Haha, you're simply delusional! "
"In the past one thousand years, you've lost everything … Everything …
"Whether it's your identity, your status, your cultivation, or even your Miss's friendship and the respect of others …
"A thousand years ago, the Emperors entered the Dragon Realm. Even if you're still alive, you'll only be a piece of trash when you return!"
Hong Yan clearly hated Fang Xing to the core. Coupled with the fact that she was almost in despair, she cursed without fear of angering him.
"Go to hell!"
Fang Xing casually grabbed a handful of mud and slapped Hong Yan's head, making her even angrier. She screamed and cursed.
Fang Xing ignored her and used his voice to suppress her screams, coldly saying, "Do you think you've only offended Emperor Flow?"
His expression was very serious as he said, "Go back and tell Qing Luo not to provoke me, she can't afford to provoke me!"
With that, he kicked Hong Hou's head into the air. He didn't care about her anymore. He knew that with the people from the Seven Daos and Nine Mountains around, she wouldn't die so easily. Then, she would definitely find another way to return to Fairy Qing Luo's side and pass on his message …
"Was it you who saved me?"
Just as he was about to leave and search for a domain-breaking treasure to enter the 33 Heavens, he heard someone speak behind him.
Turning around, he saw the young Nine-headed Bug's pale face. At this moment, this fiendish demon that had been chasing after the people of the Seven Daos and Nine Mountains seemed to have seen that Fang Xing was about to leave, so he forcibly suppressed his killing intent and came before him. He had already reverted to his human form. Although his robe was in tatters, his hair was disheveled, and even his madness had not completely disappeared, he forcibly suppressed it. Although his face was expressionless, his killing intent had also disappeared. Instead, he seemed somewhat scholarly …
"No, it wasn't me who saved you, it was someone else!"
Fang Xing also turned around and replied with a serious expression.
When the Nine-headed Bug heard this, he was slightly taken aback. He thought that this prince didn't want to admit it, but he had already made up his mind and didn't argue. There was still no smile on his face. He frowned slightly and asked directly, "Why did you save me?"
There was a deep smile in Fang Xing's eyes. As he stared at the Nine-headed Bug, he smiled faintly and said, "It's probably because the person who saved you wanted to see … what the Great Celestial Realm would become after you survived?"
The Nine-headed Bug's eyes darkened even more. After a while, he said, "You are also from the Great Celestial Realm!"
Fang Xing didn't deny it. He smiled and said, "Continue doing what you were doing. Don't give me face!"
The Nine-headed Bug was slightly taken aback. As if he understood something, his eyes became more serious. After a while, he actually nodded seriously.
"No matter who saved me, I will owe him a favor. I will return it!"
He seemed to hesitate for a moment, then his palm moved slightly. A black feather flew toward Fang Xing. It was obviously his original feather. His expression was also serious, which was rare for him. He said, "Give this token to him. In the future, when he goes to the 33 Heavens, if he needs me, he can find me here. I never owe anyone anything. He saved my life twice, so I will return the favor three times!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he moved and flew into the distance, disappearing in an instant.
On the other hand, Fang Xing held the black feather and stood where he was. He had a strange expression on his face. "Does this guy know who he owes a favor to?"
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