Xiao Jianming did not attack. He had already noticed that Fang Xing was not really injured, and he did not have the confidence to kill him with one strike. If he attacked him, Xu Lingyun would definitely come to his rescue. Not only would he not be able to kill him, but he would also become enemies with Xu Lingyun. Thinking of this, he said coldly, "Little brat, since you attacked me just now, why don't you fight me fair and square? If you have the guts, how about I let you have ten moves first? Hmph, what's so great about hiding behind a woman? "
He wanted to provoke Fang Xing into making the first move so that he could naturally cripple Fang Xing.
Fang Xing, however, did not fall for this. He said disdainfully, "I have the ability to make a woman hide from me. Are you not convinced?"
Xiao Jianming was stunned, then he said hatefully, "You won't be able to be arrogant for long. I will kill you within a year!"
After that, he glared at Fang Xing fiercely, then turned around and dashed towards the altar, pouring his spiritual energy into it like everyone else.
In the end, he gave up on the idea of making a move. At this time, the altar was in a critical situation. If he didn't hurry over to help activate the array and instead attacked Fang Xing, he would definitely be in big trouble if Xu Lingyun reported him to the sect. However, he was completely enraged by Fang Xing. He did not even bother to put on a show and directly issued a death threat.
"A year? Then it will be my turn to kill you! "
Fang Xing's face was full of disdain. He spat on the ground and muttered to himself with a cold gaze.
Although the reason why he slapped Feng Qingwei just now was partly because he found this woman annoying, it was mostly because he wanted to provoke Xiao Jianming into making a move and test his strength. Back then, he deliberately fought for the Green Centipede's beast core because of this consideration. Now that Fang Xing had tested Xiao Jianming a few times, he had more or less grasped Xiao Jianming's strength. The answer was that this guy was indeed very strong, far stronger than ordinary cultivators.
However, if he wanted to kill him, there was still a chance.
Of course, he was still a little lacking. If he wanted to reach the level where he could kill him, it would take him at least a year or two.
Seeing that all the disciples had gone to the altar, Fang Xing didn't plan to join in the fun because the altar gave him a feeling of insecurity. He looked around and realized that Feng Qingwei didn't go up either. Instead, she was sitting on the ground in a daze. He immediately smiled naughtily and said, "Bitch, you stole my underwear and you haven't let me search your body yet. Come, come, come. I'll give you a good search …"
"You … don't come over …"
Feng Qingwei was shocked and quickly ran away.
Fang Xing looked at her pitiful appearance and felt a bit disappointed. He wanted to kick her butt and be done with it. However, at this moment, he suddenly heard a deafening sound. At the same time, it was mixed with the crazy and desperate laughter of an old voice. It was the black smoke from the altar that collided with the nine chains at the entrance of the altar again. However, this time, it didn't retreat and tried its best to break through.
The nine chains above the altar were obviously under great pressure. Countless runes erupted with dazzling light and then quickly dimmed. The disciples of the Blue Cloud Sect were all shocked and poured their spiritual energy into the chains without any regard for their lives.
"Three hundred years … I have been trapped for three hundred years … Do you all still want to keep me trapped?"
In the rolling black smoke, a sorrowful voice roared. The voice was like an ancient mantra that shook everyone's heartstrings.
It was also at this moment that the disciples of the Blue Cloud Sect suddenly saw that there was actually a huge ferocious bird in the black smoke. Its body was not much smaller than the altar. It was covered with dark golden feathers and emitted an endless ferocious aura. All the black smoke was emitted from its body. Moreover, it seemed that as it rushed out with all its might, the black smoke was emitted even faster.
"Oh my god … It's … It's that Demon King. Is it going to break out of the seal?"
"It … It's a Golden Core Stage Demon King … It's going to break out of the seal …"
Among the disciples of the Blue Cloud Sect, a few people shouted in panic and instantly lost their composure.
"Silence!"
Suddenly, Xiao Jianming shouted, "Disciples, please guard your mind and activate the formation. This Demon King has been sealed for three hundred years. There's not much of its cultivation left. It's just a trace of its spirit. This is just its final radiance before death. It can't possibly come out …" His voice jolted many of the panicking disciples of the Blue Cloud Sect. They forced themselves to guard their minds and poured their spiritual energy into the formation with all their might.
"Hahahaha … It's better to be a broken piece of jade than an intact tile. Even if I die today, I want to regain my freedom …"
The Demon King roared in anger. The black smoke emitted from its body instantly became ten times thicker. It retreated slightly and then used all its strength to collide with the nine chains with a loud bang. The violent impact caused the disciples of the Blue Cloud Sect who had a weaker cultivation base to spit out mouthfuls of blood. The faces of the others were also pale. They watched as the nine chains were pushed up by the Demon King as if they had reached their limit and would break in the next second.
"Junior Sister Lingyun, let's work together!"
Xiao Jianming let out a loud shout, and his silhouette leaped up. Xu Lingyun also flew up at this moment. The two of them — one silver and one black — intertwined with each other. Both of them displayed the strongest Nine Swords of Green Cloud, and the Sword Qi slashed the Demon King's body through the iron chains.
"I … can't accept this …"
As if a needle had pierced a taut bladder, the two sword auras struck down. The body of the Demon King, which was filled with power, suddenly exploded with a deafening bang. Countless pieces of flesh splattered everywhere. Thick black smoke gushed out from the mouth of the altar. In an instant, the rolling black smoke filled the surroundings of the altar. It was as if a strange fog had suddenly appeared within a ten-mile radius.
At this moment, the nine chains lit up at the same time. The formation had been activated again.
The disciples of the Blue Cloud Sect heaved a sigh of relief and looked at each other. "What happened?"
"Is the Demon King dead?"
"It seems like the Demon King tried in vain to break out of the seal. In the end, his physical body collapsed and he died …"
Amidst the discussion, no one noticed that in the strange fog, an extremely faint shadow was sweeping toward Fang Xing.
At this moment, Fang Xing was attracted by the loud noise and turned his head to look at the altar.
Suddenly, he felt a chill on his face, as if a cold wind was blowing on his face. His entire body instantly slumped down.
"Hahahaha … That white-furred monster underestimated me after all. I still came out in the end …"
A maniacal laughter rang beside his ear.
Fang Xing slowly opened his eyes and saw that he was actually sitting cross-legged in a vast, boundless ocean. Below him was a small altar, which gave off the feeling that this altar was the very center of this vast ocean and would never move.
"This is … my Sea of Consciousness?"
Fang Xing quickly realized where he was. This was the place where the Sea of Consciousness manifested. It was a person's most private place. For the rest of his life, he would not be disturbed at all. Unless his cultivation had reached the Foundation Realm, it would be very difficult for him to enter this place. Unless he was coincidentally guided in by a powerful cultivator's Divine Sense, or his Divine Sense encountered danger and entered on its own.
He glanced around and quickly understood why he entered the Sea of Consciousness.
His Divine Sense had indeed encountered danger!
The Sea of Consciousness was originally a private place, but there was an uninvited guest here. It was a mighty old man with golden feathers.
This old man was tall, at least ten feet tall. He had a hawk nose and narrow eyes. His gaze was sinister and sharp. He was wearing a golden feather cloak. He stood in the air above the Sea of Consciousness and laughed loudly. His laughter was filled with the joy of regaining hope.
"Who are you?"
Fang Xing asked. He looked at this old man in surprise, but there was not a trace of fear on his face.
"Hahahaha …"
The old man laughed loudly. His voice was mixed with an earth-shattering pressure, shaking the Sea of Consciousness to the point that it showed signs of collapsing.
"I'm the Flying Daphne. I've been sealed for 321 years. Today, I've risked the destruction of my physical body in exchange for a trace of my true spirit to escape the seal. Little devil, you're very lucky. I've taken a fancy to your physical body. Give it to me! Before you perish, you can tell me your wish. If it's not too difficult, I'll help you fulfill it in the future … "
The old man said coldly. He leaned forward and looked down at Fang Xing.
Compared to him, Fang Xing's body was like an ant facing a mountain.
Fang Xing blinked. He finally understood what the Monster King wanted to do. He sneered in his heart.
"You're the bird that was sealed by our Blue Cloud Sect's Supreme Elder?" he asked bluntly.
The old man flew into a rage and shouted, "Nonsense. I'm the Flying Daphne. What bird? Even if there were ten more Gold Core experts from a small sect like Blue Cloud Sect, how could they hurt me? If it wasn't for that white-furred monster that appeared out of nowhere, they wouldn't be able to do anything to me even if I was severely injured at that time. With my speed that surpassed the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths … "
Fang Xing rolled his eyes. "You've been sealed anyway. What's there to brag about?"
"Wayaya … I'm so angry!"
The old man was so angry that he could not stop howling. "After being sealed for 300 years, even an ant-like little devil dares to look down on me?"
As he howled, he waved his hand and grabbed at Fang Xing. He wanted to suck him in and swallow him.
This was a space manifested from the sea of consciousness. Fang Xing here was the true spirit of the original body. If he was swallowed, the old man's true spirit could take over Fang Xing's body. In the cultivation world, there was a name for this, which was' possession '.
"Wait …"
Fang Xing suddenly reached out and stopped the old man from grabbing him.
His seemingly calm demeanor made the old man slightly startled, and his hand slowed down.
"Aren't you afraid of me?"
Fang Xing sighed, chuckled and said, "To be honest, why did you choose me out of all people?"
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