Starry Sky Professional

“You… …you can actually turn a ten-thousand-year-old tree demon into a Yang God?”

Old Ancestor Qingmu's face was filled with horror as he felt the terrifying aura emanating from the burning tree person, and he suddenly turned around and ran!

He already understood that he had miscalculated one thing.

This Fang Xing is not only amazingly skilled in formations, but his own strength is probably already… …

Roar roar!

Behind him, Fang Xing sneered and activated the Wilderness Transformation!

Accompanied by a dragon's roar, a white jade dragon, over thirty zhang long, nearly a hundred meters in length, appeared.

Rumble!

The sky suddenly became overcast, and lightning danced.

—Dragon Transformation!

—Calling the Wind and Summoning the Rain!

Whoosh!

The wind howled, like countless azure chains, holding Old Ancestor Qingmu in place.

“In the name of nature, you are the enemy of nature!”

The dragon raised its head, its two dragon whiskers fluttering, and proclaimed in a solemn voice.

Flames suddenly erupted from the earth, like volcanic eruptions, bombarding Old Ancestor Qingmu.

—Wrath of Nature!

Old Ancestor Qingmu screamed, and a huge wooden shield magic weapon instantly turned to ashes.

And then… …

He saw a dragon claw!

This dragon claw was covered in a layer of white jade-like scales, possessing an indescribable draconic nature, manipulating wind and clouds, like a cloud dragon reaching out its claw.

With one claw, Old Ancestor Qingmu spat out blood again and retreated.

Seeing this, Fang Xing took a deep breath.

And then… …

From within the ball of light, the distorted face of Old Ancestor Qingmu emerged: “Fang Xing… …I will never rest until you are dead!”

“Heh heh.”

Fang Xing sneered: “When you were an Yin God, you also condensed the Blood Flesh Regeneration Divine Power, do you think I don't know?”

He deactivated the Wilderness Transformation, returning to his human form, holding the green ball of light in his hand.

A vast wave of Qi and blood emanated from his body, carrying a mighty martial will.

Among them, there seemed to be some inexplicable power mixed in.

That was—the Power of the Heart!

After his physical body cultivated Blood Flesh Regeneration, Fang Xing had already begun to pick up some of the martial arts cultivation from his previous life.

Among them, the main focus was still on the cultivation of the 'Power of the Heart,' after all, this was a transcendent inheritance that could ignore the rules and suppression of this world.

“You are also… …Blood Flesh Regeneration?”

Old Ancestor Qingmu's face was filled with horror: “Let me go, I can share with you the secret method of becoming a Yang God… …”

Those who practiced the 'Blood Flesh Divine Power' together might be able to find the hidden essence blood through his wisp of primordial spirit!

The dragon breath just now, even a great cultivator in the later stage of the Yang God realm could not resist, yet he was able to leave behind a wisp of primordial spirit, which was already very suspicious!

“What I want to know, I'll take it myself… …”

Fang Xing sneered, and a Soul-Dissolving Powder fell into Old Ancestor Qingmu's Yang God.

This potion can not only be taken orally, but can also directly affect the soul.

And Old Ancestor Qingmu did not have the treatment of White Dharma King. Now that his Yang God had been weakened to the limit in the dragon's breath, leaving only a wisp, he had even less power to resist.

“Speak… …the secret of the Yang God.”

A green light flashed in Fang Xing's eyes, and he spoke indifferently.

Just as he was interrogating Old Ancestor Qingmu, Qing Yuzi screamed and was stepped to death by the legendary burning tree person.

… …

“So that's how it is?”

After a moment, Fang Xing waved his hand and dispelled Old Ancestor Qingmu's mind control technique.

“I… …Spare me, this old man is willing to be a slave… …”

Old Ancestor Qingmu was desperate.

Under the state of mind control, he had already revealed all the secrets he knew, even the location where the essence blood was hidden.

“Heh heh, want to be my slave? But I don't like it… …”

Fang Xing sneered: “However, if Old Ancestor is willing to cooperate with me in an experiment, perhaps I can agree.”

“What experiment?”

Old Ancestor Qingmu suddenly had a bad feeling.

“This experiment is… …if your true spirit is destroyed, can you still be resurrected through Blood Flesh Regeneration?”

Fang Xing smiled, and the Power of the Heart gathered, transforming into the form of a Demonic Wolf of Destruction.

“Fellow Daoist, spare me… …”

Even a fool could see that Fang Xing had no good intentions.

Unfortunately, he could only let out a mournful cry before his primordial spirit was swallowed by the Demonic Wolf of Destruction.

In an instant, Fang Xing seemed to see a hidden stone chamber.

He knew that this was where Old Ancestor Qingmu hid his essence blood.

The walls of the stone chamber were engraved with various talismans, and in the center was a stone bowl, inside which was a drop of crimson agate-like essence blood.

At this moment, the essence blood suddenly trembled, losing all its vitality.

'As expected… …if the true spirit is destroyed, all resurrection methods are useless. This is a more terrifying move than will attacks… …'

Fang Xing's heart stirred, thinking of the few Dharma Lords he had killed in the Great Xia World.

It seemed that even if an Eternal Existence took action, they probably wouldn't be able to resurrect them.

However, in any case, Old Ancestor Qingmu was destined to die.

Even if this attack of the Power of the Heart did not kill the opponent, he had also asked about the location where the opponent hid his essence blood, it would just be a long trip, which was a bit troublesome.

Fang Xing landed on Poison Dragon Slope and saw that the three-headed tree person had extinguished the flames.

With a swoosh.

The little ginseng spirit, Xiao Qing, pounced over, hugging Fang Xing's thigh, seemingly crying about something.

Beside him, the Poison Horned Python had pieced together its body, its head hanging low.

It felt a majesty far exceeding before, as if it had seen its own emperor.

That white jade dragon soaring in the sky was its ultimate goal for returning to its bloodline in the future.

“Well, this place will continue to be guarded by the three-headed… …”

Fang Xing comforted Xiao Qing: “If you feel scared, you can move to Qingmu Ridge… …”

This time's plan was actually a deliberate leak by him, to attract Qingmu Ancestor to Poison Dragon Slope.

As for that traitor Lin Kun, he had probably already been executed by Fei Yong… …

“This Old Ancestor Qingmu is too weak, even weaker than White Dharma King… …Facing my Dragon Transformation, he is naturally not a match, he was almost killed in seconds… …”

“But some of the secret techniques he mastered to break through to Yang God, and even rumors… …are very useful.”

This was a secret passed down from the top ten righteous and evil sects, and Qing Yuzi had been acting as a dog for this.

Fang Xing's mind control of Old Ancestor Qingmu was equivalent to obtaining the highest inheritance of Qingmu Ridge.

“There are several auxiliary secret techniques for breaking through from the later stage of Yin God to Yang God… …but they are quite bloody and the success rate is not high.”

“It is generally recognized in the outer realms that the best thing to assist in breaking through is the 'Pure Yang Pill,' but in the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty, there is also another way, which is to obtain divine grace and be granted a little divinity… …Breaking through in this way is almost 100% successful, it is unlikely to fail, and the effect is even better than the Pure Yang Pill.”

Divinity!

This is a little essence of the true god, which will not be easily bestowed upon believers.

Even the four Dharma Protectors and left and right envoys of the Killing Life Sect do not have it.

However, that sect leader, the demigod Corpse Dissection Immortal, definitely has it, after all, he is already a demigod… …

'Breaking through to Yang God only requires a little divinity, which is far less than a demigod… …'

'With my current channels, can I only collude with the Killing Life Sect? No, the divinity obtained in this way must be inclined towards destruction and destruction… …I am not a fallen druid, it is best to obtain a little natural divinity… …'

'After condensing divinity, it seems that I can embark on the path of godhood of those true gods of the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty.'

Fang Xing sighed, took Xiao Qing, and turned into a green light, returning to the Natural Gate.

“Old Ancestor… …”

Fei Yong, with some bloody aura on his body, came forward to greet him.

“Is everything done?”

Fang Xing asked casually.

“Lin Kun, and a few spies have already been executed… …We followed the clues and found a few more hidden lines, and a thorough cleaning will be enough to deter them.”

Fei Yong replied.

“Very good, don't waste those corpses, bury them all in the soil as tree fertilizer.”

Fang Xing found that he was now getting closer and closer to the harmonious state of nature where heaven and man are one.

Humans eat all things, and eventually bury them in the soil, turning them into fertilizer. In fact, it is all a big cycle, all part of nature!

Since this is the case, wouldn't it be great to use the corpse as tree fertilizer and bless the land?

“Yes… …”

Fei Yong and other cultivators were sweating on their foreheads, feeling that this Natural Gate Old Ancestor's temper and personality were becoming more and more eccentric.

… …

The fall of Old Ancestor Qingmu as a Yang God True Monarch was a major event.

Before long, the news spread throughout the outer realms.

The cultivators in the outside world generally believed that Fang Xing had the strength of the middle stage of the Yang God realm.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to kill Old Ancestor Qingmu in the outside world and even cut off all his vitality.

For this reason, many cultivators felt that Fang Xing had hidden himself very deeply in those years, and was even more thoughtful and deep-minded, making him the most difficult Yang God True Monarch to figure out.

Unfortunately, Qingmu Ridge's location was special, and it could temporarily escape the war, and still attracted a large number of loose cultivators to settle down.

This day.

At night.

Fang Xing was practicing in the tree house when he suddenly felt something.

At this time, the entire Qingmu Ridge was under the shroud of his natural domain.

He sensed a movement, and his figure turned into a green light, coming to the edge of Qingmu Ridge.

Here, a female cultivator with a plump figure and a beauty mark on the corner of her mouth had just stepped into the range of Qingmu Ridge, and her expression suddenly changed!

In the sky, white paper money fell from nowhere.

The direction she was in was no longer Qingmu Ridge, but had come to the Paper House Grotto Heaven.

“Illusory Paper House Grotto Heaven?”

Tao Hong said in surprise: “Who is it?”

Whoosh!

Sheets of white paper formed a throne, and Fang Xing sat on it, looking at this old acquaintance: “Tao Hong… …You are already in the later stage of the Dao Foundation realm?”

“Tao Hong, greets Natural Ancestor.”

Tao Hong bowed gracefully: “I didn't expect… …Ancestor, you actually mastered the Paper House Grotto Heaven?”

She couldn't understand, even if a Yang God True Monarch had a lifespan of a thousand years, it seemed too extravagant to use it to refine a grotto heaven, right?

Furthermore, why use it on her?

“It seems that you finally returned to the Blood Shadow Gate.”

Fang Xing sighed.

“The Blood Shadow Gate has the fundamental diagram of supernatural powers, and many resources… …”

Tao Hong replied in a low voice.

“Well, are you here as an envoy to negotiate with me?”

Fang Xing's eyes moved, looking behind Tao Hong: “Or rather… …you are just a gift box packaging, and the real envoy is still in your body?”

“What?”

Tao Hong raised her head, her face suddenly changing color.