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Chapter 97

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Inside the deep sea cave abode.

An unending flame refined the Tai Qing Immortal Iron in the furnace day and night.

Fang Xian looked at this scene with a faint look in his eyes. He finally began the last step of refining the sword.

Whoosh!

As he cast a spell, the fire at the bottom of the furnace grew stronger.

In the furnace, the Tai Qing Divine Iron had already turned into a translucent liquid and was elongated into the shape of a sword.

This sword was translucent and was wrapped in flames. Suddenly, it became tangible. The flames turned and it became intangible. This repeated nine times in a row.

In fact, if the time taken to refine the sword was included, this transformation had already been done tens of millions of times. All the materials had been refined to be as pure as they could be. Only then did Fang Xian complete the last nine times without any hindrance.

The next moment.

He chanted the Great Heavenly Demon Curse. More Heavenly Demons appeared in the furnace than when the pill was first grade. They all showed their ferocity and wanted to seize the spiritual opportunity.

"Tai Chu True Demon, devour!"

A sinister smile appeared on Fang Xian's face as he displayed his demonic technique.

A whirlpool suddenly appeared in the furnace. Countless tentacles reached out from it and pulled the Heavenly Demons into pieces. It was a tragic scene.

A large amount of pure Qi appeared and was devoured by the sword embryo.

"This is a rare opportunity. I might as well do my best."

Fang Xian chanted the Great Heavenly Demon Curse again and attracted many strange Heavenly Demons. He sacrificed them all to the furnace in one breath.

Rumble!

This furnace was also a rare treasure. However, at this moment, it seemed to have eaten too much. A large amount of pure Qi emerged from everywhere and cracks appeared on the body of the furnace.

"The Kunlun Devil Palace probably follows the path of using demons to control demons. They use their natal demons to suppress other Heavenly Demons and Inner Demons … Is this how they can maintain their clarity?"

"In terms of demonic nature, my" Record of Dongxuan "seems to be more terrifying than its legacy books … It's a pity that there are no cultivation techniques, only spells … Otherwise, I might have directly cultivated the demonic path in this life."

In an instant, Fang Xian understood many things.

Numerous Heavenly Demons appeared one after another and were devoured by the vortex.

This happened nine times in a row, causing no more demons to descend. He suddenly felt a sense of foreboding. He knew that if he continued, he might provoke a demon that he couldn't deal with to descend to the lower realm. Only then did he give up.

"Not good …"

When he looked at the furnace again, Fang Xian was alarmed. "Not good … I seem to have overdone it. Will I lose the Invisible Sword?"

"Open!"

He hurriedly extinguished the flames and opened the cauldron.

After a long time, a wail echoed in the cave, "Where's my sword? Where is my flying sword? If I put it in the furnace, what about the big flying sword? Where did he go? "



On the praying mat.

Fang Xian sat cross-legged and looked at his palm with a gloomy expression.

In the center of his palm, a translucent needle appeared. It was extremely sharp, and it seemed like it would disappear in the next moment.

"The Invisible Sword is already sinister enough, but I went overboard with it and created an Invisible Flying Needle … Isn't that adding Yin on Yin and poison on top of poison? How am I going to survive in the future? Although the sword technique has been slightly modified, and controlling the flying needle is not a big deal, won't I become that thing from the east? "

Although he was complaining, Fang Xian had no intention of losing the Invisible Needle.

After all, it was the lifetime effort of that senior expert. It could injure the Primordial Spirit, and even Dao Lords had to be wary of it.

In terms of value, it was definitely not inferior to Shushan's three treasured flying swords, Demon Subduing, and Immortal Slaying.

It could be said that with the needle in hand, if he recalled his avatar, Fang Xian would dare to fight against a Dharma Characteristic Perfected Lord.

At the very least, he could protect it and escape.

And once he became a Dharma Characteristic Perfected Lord, even Primordial Soul Dao Lords would dare to provoke him.

"With a needle in hand, the world is mine … Will I have another nickname in the future, 'The Undefeatable in the Eastern Land'?"

With a conflicted expression, Fang Xian kept the Invisible Needle in his body and refined it. At the same time, he kept the Endless Flame of Creation.

He had a hunch that he had inherited this opportunity more for the flame.



Shushan, Sword Garret Peak.

The Perfected Master of Shushan Sword School was called 'White Brows'. Before he had entered the Dao, he was also a great hero of his generation. His swordsmanship was superb, and he was chivalrous and helped the weak. He had a great reputation in the Pugilistic World.

Later, he was enlightened by an elder of the Mount Shu Sword Sect. That elder pretended to be an ordinary warrior and competed with him in swordsmanship. As a result, White-browed Immortal was defeated ten times in a row. Since then, he had become a Dharma Idol and was called "White-browed Immortal"!

Baimei Shōgun was meditating in the hall. Beside him was a white-robed elder of Shushan.

At this moment, a flying sword descended from the sky, carrying a letter.

"The Sanxiao Flying Sword has sent a letter. It seems that the southern border has been settled …"

Beside him, Elder Shushan smiled.

Baimei Shōgun glanced at it and raised his eyebrows. He passed the letter to Elder Shushan.

This elder was only a Gold Pill. His cultivation was far inferior. He said in shock, "Fang Xian has already formed a Gold Pill? What should we do? Could it be that the situation has changed? Otherwise, why would the leader of the three deities make a mistake? "

"This matter is quite mysterious. However, that Fang Xian is indeed the leader of the three deities!"

White-browed Perfected Cultivator was very confident in his Divine Divination Skill, and he had asked other experts to help him.

"The flow of the heavenly secrets is like a vast river. Once the first part is changed, the mistakes may become bigger and bigger. In the end, it will overflow and become uncontrollable …"

Elder Shushan's forehead was already covered in cold sweat. "Sect Master … How should we handle this matter?"

"I, Shushan, am responsible for the prosperity of the righteous path. Previously, I helped Perfected Lord Fu Ze and sold a favor to Gengkwang Masamune. I have never made a mistake. The situation has already been set. How can it be changed so easily? As for the leader of the three deities … The moon still waxes and wanes. How can I, Shushan, be allowed to take all the luck? "

Baimei Shōgun smiled bitterly. The higher one's cultivation base was, the more he understood the unpredictability of heaven's will. He had to respect the Heavenly Dao.

"However, the leader of the three deities is not someone that the other four deities can compare to … Look at him. In just a few years, he has completed the Gold Pill … and it's a first-grade pill. This monstrous luck …"

Elder Shushan's heart ached as if his flesh had been cut out. For him, even if something went wrong with Zhu Yingzi, Han Young-ju, or even Gu Dao Xian, the loss was not as great as if something went wrong with Fang Xian.

At this moment, Baimei Shōgun's long eyebrows twitched. The fingers of his left hand quickly calculated. "Not good … I vaguely calculated that the second big opportunity of the leader of the three deities has opened!"

"But that opportunity is in the North Sea. Fang Xian is clearly in the Southern Border. He is also with Sanxiao and the others … Could it be … a thief has beaten us to it? Can you calculate who it is? "

Elder Shushan could not sit still and shouted.

"The heavenly secrets are chaotic. I can't calculate it clearly …" Baimei Shōgun's expression was solemn. "The luck of the leader of the three deities is also not complete. Could it be that there are still variables in this Immortal Tribulation?"

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