That night.
All was deathly still.
Confined to the great prison, Sen You gazed at the sky with a helpless expression.
He had never imagined the situation on the front lines would change so quickly.
What made his heart ache even more was that his clansman, Sen Sele, was dead, and another, Sen Seming, was gravely injured...
Essentially, all the clansn closest to him were either dead or injured. It was utterly tragic!
He had only been placed in confinent, yet he never thought it would lead to a separation by life and death.
Sen You sighed heavily. ’Forget it... forget it. Compared to teaching Fang Yang a lesson, that Minghai Difficult Crossing is far more detestable.’
Imdiately, his gaze hardened. ’I must form my Sacred Body and Dharma Aspect as quickly as possible, then crush the Minghai Race and avenge my clansn!’
At the sa ti, Sen You wasn’t the only one cursing his luck; so was Chang Ruhui.
The starlight was dim.
The wolf packs howled in sorrow.
At this mont, Chang Ruhui, the Master of the Slave Path, wore a grim and sorrowful expression.
He now looked nothing like the glorious, high-ranking figure who commanded a million wolves.
’How could a Sacred Artifact appear? Aren’t they afraid Monarch Senyue will snatch it away?’ Chang Ruhui’s brows furrowed tightly, his face a mask of anguish.
According to the original strategy, he wasn’t supposed to enter the battle so early, as his true battlefield lay ahead.
But he had been too eager to achieve rit and had rashly thrown in a host of Hundred Beasts Kings, Thousand Beasts Kings, and even a Ten Thousand Beasts King.
He had painstakingly assembled a formidable Wolf Beast Legion.
Hah.
The "Minghai Monarch" activated a Sacred Artifact, unleashed its divine might, and annihilated all his foes.
And he, Chang Ruhui, suffered a huge blow to his Primordial Qi as a result, losing nurous Beast Kings.
Chen Ying and Chen Kui’s recent arrival was precisely to deal with the aftermath of this incident.
The general’s heart ached, the master was in anguish, the Dao seed was resentful...
Essentially, these were so of the consequences brought about by the appearance of the Sacred Artifact.
Even the four Pavilion Elders of the Profound Mysterious Study—"Flower, Bird, Fish, and Insect"—were overwheld and frazzled by this partial defeat in the war.
So among them even considered bringing Fang Yang back to help share the burden.
As for Fang Yang, he was just beginning to make his move.
Because tonight was the night of the perfectly full moon!
It corresponded perfectly with the "upper-middle" fortune his divination slip had foretold.
The bright moon hung high.
Perfectly round and flawless.
That night, Fang Yang followed his heart and eventually walked slowly to the peak of a mountain.
The mountaintop was tranquil. Only the brilliant moonlight spilled down, forming a strange, elliptical halo of light.
BZZZ...
BZZZ BZZZ...
The mont Fang Yang stepped into this moonlit halo, he felt a mysterious star from beyond the distant heavens calling to him.
It seed to want to establish a deeper connection with him!
This connection was a type of stellar power he had first touched upon when he refined the Moonfire Thunder Flower gifted to him by Sen Yue.
Originally, this connection had been extrely faint.
But on this night of the perfectly full moon, the attraction grew at least ten, even a hundred tis stronger, and Fang Yang quickly felt the call from the distant heavens.
Under the watchful eyes of Second Uncle Fang and the Small Frost Horse, Fang Yang sat cross-legged on the mountaintop, ford a Magic Seal with his hands, and drew in the starlight.
’This is stellar power... similar to Sen Yue’s Taiyin Star?!’ Second Uncle Fang’s pupils contracted, his expression a mixture of shock and uncertainty.
Fang Yang, however, just sat with his eyes closed in deep contemplation.
His spirit seed to roam beyond the heavens, searching for the star that called to him.
During this process, Fang Yang’s True Essence dissipated bit by bit, and the sea level in his Void Acupoint True Essence Sea also gradually fell.
But surprisingly, the Carp Eagle Divine Feather Spiritual Object, which was enveloped by the Fire Eagle Illusion, once again emitted a divine light to aid Fang Yang!
In that instant, Fang Yang felt as if he had transford into a Flying Eagle that could soar through the heavens and even into the distant cosmos beyond.
He beat his wings, flying forward at high speed, painstakingly avoiding one obstacle after another.
He dodged stellar storms, giant asteroids, and even Starry Beasts.
The experience was simply intoxicating for Fang Yang.
This was a domain that only Saints could set foot in!
’I can practically pluck the stars and grasp the moon. There’s no one else like in this world.’
On and on he flew... Fang Yang beat his wings continuously.
Finally, he seed to sense the star that was connected to him.
Compared to the other brilliant stars, this one was desolate, dim, and lightless.
It appeared so forlorn, so minuscule.
Yet it was this very star that exerted an unparalleled attraction on Fang Yang.
’Is this my Tier Three opportunity...? No, a state like this... it must be more than just that,’ Fang Yang’s thoughts flashed like lightning.
Imdiately, the tiny Flying Eagle he had beco prepared to land on this desolate star and receive its stellar power.
In the next mont, however, his physical body, sitting atop the mountain, suddenly snapped awake.
It turned out that the True Essence in his body had been completely depleted.
The Carp Eagle Divine Feather Spiritual Object was no longer releasing its divine light, making it impossible for him to remain imrsed in that strange state of spiritual roaming!
When Fang Yang perceived this, he wasn’t discouraged.
He had made a gain!
SHIMR...
Like a flowing brook, specks of starlight clung to Fang Yang’s body, creating a divinely wondrous sight that made the Small Frost Horse’s eyes go wide.
In this state, Fang Yang showed none of his usual indifference; on the contrary, he had beco extrely gentle.
Though he didn’t have the sa transcendent, immortal-like bearing as Sen Yue, there was a faint, similar charm to him!
What was even better was that Fang Yang could feel his body’s True Essence recovery speed in this state was ten percent faster than during the dayti!
Over ti, this would beco a massive advantage.
The stellar power was already beginning to take effect.
...
Late the next night.
Fang Yang slowly opened his eyes, a hint of a smile in them.
Within his Void Acupoint True Essence Sea, the talons of the Fire Eagle Illusion had already condensed to 33% completion.
He was truly not far from the high-grade Tier Two realm.
More importantly, his cultivation breakthroughs had always been relatively smooth, without any major hurdles!
「At the sa ti.」
「Snowfall Cloud Island.」
While Fang Yang was in seclusion, Zhang Ye, who had always seen Fang Yang as his nesis, was also engrossed in his own cultivation.
However, because Zhang Ye had once been severely injured, he had been unable to cultivate for nearly half a year.
Therefore, he had fallen behind Fang Yang in terms of cultivation realm.
Right now, Zhang Ye was still trying to figure out how to break through to the Tier Two Elentary realm.
Zhang Ye could feel that he was just one tiny opportunity away from a successful breakthrough to beco a Tier Two Elentary Cultivator.
However, this final step could take as little as two or three days, or as long as two or three months.
If it really did take two or three months, the gap between him and Fang Yang would inevitably widen even further.
This was a situation he was unwilling to see.
He could accept falling behind Fang Yang, but he could never accept falling *too* far behind.
Once he fell too far behind, there would be no point in competing with Fang Yang anymore.
Because the clan elders would definitely support soone else to challenge Fang Yang instead!
’Just as I thought. I still have to go to the battlefield and gather Evil Qi.’
Zhang Ye gazed at the Molten Crocodile Illusion within his body and sighed internally.
Unlike Fang Yang, who had manifested a Fire Eagle Spirit Body upon his Enlightennt, Zhang Ye had only manifested a Molten Crocodile Illusion after his Enlightennt, relying on the legacy of his ancestors.
His path was naturally more difficult than Fang Yang’s.
The most damning thing was that despite his profound fortune, that bastard Fang Yang was still so dedicated to the Dao, so rational he was almost cold and rciless.
But fortunately, Zhang Ye had never lacked patience.
He would bide his ti and grow his strength, just like a crocodile. Once he seized an opportunity, he would completely reverse the situation, turning the tables on his opponent.
He believed that as long as one was human, they were bound to make a mistake one day, and Fang Yang was no exception.
One day, Fang Yang would definitely give him the chance to make a coback...
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