"The breakthrough to level seven of Zenith Heaven … is to retract everything within oneself …"
"I'm breaking through to level seven of Zenith Heaven?"
'Perhaps …' I'm 'currently having a myriad of incarnations, exploring the worlds that I've experienced before? "There seems to be another meaning to this."
Fang Xian's eyes were bright and clear. "Killing the madness! Nicolaia's mad will has also been divided into many parts and is here with me … I have to keep killing him, killing the madness … so that I can regain my sanity when I break through? "
"This isn't good … I'm not in a good state right now. Not to mention my strength … I'm prone to madness … or rather … I'll be mad most of the time!"
"I seemed to have been captured as a 'precious beast' for an old woman's birthday? Are the Rushi Temple and Qingyuan Palace eating sh * t? They actually let the secular dynasties stand on their heads? "
Back then, he had unified the martial arts world and forced most of the righteous sects to close their doors.
It wasn't that Fang Xian didn't want to kill them all, but that he couldn't. Which righteous sect didn't have a tinder plan? A few true disciples lurking outside in case of accidents?
If he really fought, it would definitely be a bloodbath in the world. Countless people would die in the continuous war, and it would take decades to exterminate them all.
Fang Xian didn't mind eliminating the root of the problem along the way, but he didn't want to drag the world into chaos for enemies he didn't care about. After that, there would be endless blood feuds. That was why he kept the righteous sects.
In fact, it meant the same thing: fear each other!
After all, Fang Xian wasn't afraid of assassination, but there were always friends and family who were afraid of it.
The sect was there, and the base camp couldn't run away. The righteous sects didn't dare to act rashly when he was at his peak. Otherwise, they could run, but they couldn't.
Reality proved that when he dominated the world, the righteous sects were indeed very obedient. They only wanted to take advantage of the situation in the end, but they were killed to extinction.
It was probably because of that great loss of strength that the geniuses and elites that they had painstakingly accumulated were lost. That was why they declined and were finally controlled by the mortal court?
What about the Golden Breeze Drizzle Building?
A large number of memories suddenly surfaced, causing Fang Xian to be a little dazed.
In his mind, madness was constantly spreading, eroding the line of defense of reason.
"Don't be afraid … The Cocoon Man is a madman. Go and capture him."
Yi Wuji hollered. He held the iron chain and was about to charge forward.
"Madman? Hehe … "
Fang Xian opened his mouth and sneered in a low voice. He wondered if these people would be scared to death on the spot if he were to use the White Tiger's Seven Slaughters Evil Technique.
'But forget it … This world seems to have merged with the Shushan world, hehe … I've used the name Fang Xian in both worlds. If the Shushan Sword School is still around, they'll definitely be suspicious …'
"You … you can talk?"
Yi Wuji's jaw dropped.
Even so, the guards did not slow down. Chains flew up and circled around Fang Xian.
Fang Xian stretched out his hand and grabbed the chain. The pitch-black chain, which originally contained unparalleled strength and was like a venomous serpent or dragon, became as soft as cotton in his hand.
He then pulled, seemingly possessing the strength of nine bulls and two tigers. The other guards screamed as they were pulled into the air one after another. Their silhouettes were scattered everywhere.
Fang Xian's gaze landed on Jiang Tao and he walked over.
"What are you trying to do?"
Yi Wuji roared as he unsheathed his saber and used the Sand Gale Saber Technique.
He had decades of attainment in this saber technique and was extremely proficient in it. In the martial arts world, he could be called a grandmaster!
He split his saber and three saber lights appeared.
One of the saber lights surrounded Jiang Tao, the young master. The other two saber lights swept to the left and right. Like a millstone of yin and yang, a fierce gust of wind rushed towards Fang Xian.
'It seems … I can't use too much strength, or else I'll go crazy faster …'
Feeling his own body, Fang Xian sighed in his heart and pointed out with a finger.
This was not a finger technique, but a sword technique!
The moment the sword pierced into the saber light, Yi Wuji immediately felt a terrifying change.
The other party's finger seemed ordinary, but it just so happened to point at the flaw of his saber technique. It had a mysterious power that could turn something rotten into something magical, directly pressing on the back of his saber.
Not only that, Yi Wuji felt a powerful force rushing towards him, causing the saber in his hand to fly out.
As a saber user, the saber in his hand was like his own arm. This was something that should never happen, but it just happened.
At this moment, he felt like his heart had died and he couldn't think of anything else.
"You … Don't come over."
Jiang Tao saw the cocoon person defeat Yi Wuji in one move and walk towards him. His face instantly turned pale.
"You …" Fang Xian pointed at him, "Take off your clothes!"
"Ah?!"
Jiang Tao's face turned pale as many terrifying thoughts appeared in his mind.
"Are you stupid? I'll help you! "
Fang Xian took a step forward and grabbed Jiang Tao like he was holding a little chick. He quickly took off his jacket and put it on himself, finally avoiding the awkwardness of walking in the wind like a bird.
"What sword technique was that just now?" Yi Wuji came back to his senses and asked in a daze.
"I haven't thought of a name yet. How about 'Moth Transformation Sword' …"
Fang Xian smiled, "Lowly insects, suffering thousands of torments, breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a moth that soars to the nine heavens … This is' Moth Transformation Sword '!"
"Good sword technique, good literary talent …"
At this moment, an old voice could be heard.
The old man came down from the carriage. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but bow, "This old man is Jiang Yuhe. Sir … Are you really a Freak?"
If they hadn't seen him come out of the cocoon with their own eyes, no one would think that this elegant young man in front of them was a Freak!
"The world is big, there are all sorts of strange things. How can human strength be limited?"
Fang Xian smiled, neither admitting nor denying it, "Old man … You're going to send me to that old woman as a birthday gift?"
For some reason, after staring at this young man for so long, Jiang Yuhe suddenly felt dizzy.
In fact, if he moved his eyes away, he would forget this young man's face. It was as if staring at a word for too long would make him forget its meaning, making him feel extremely unfamiliar.
He suddenly smelled danger and understood that under this young man's skin, there was indeed something extremely evil and ferocious hidden.
"This old man … did have such thoughts before … But if I knew that you were intelligent, I definitely wouldn't have been so direct and would have taken a roundabout way …"
Jiang Yuhe answered solemnly.
"Hmm … You're quite honest … In this world, since ancient times, how many heroes and kings didn't want to live forever?"
Fang Xian laughed heartily. That old woman Empress Dowager most likely didn't have the talent to cultivate, so she could only rely on unorthodox means.
However, she seemed to be in charge of Xin Wu Country, so he could make use of her.
He thought for a moment, then said, "I have a set of 'Moth Transformation' mental cultivation method here. Without cultivation talent, ordinary people can also cultivate to live forever … After all, which boar isn't ugly and lowly before it turns into a cocoon?"
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