Inside the tent.
Silence reigned.
Fang Yang held a piece of Eagle Soul Marrow, preparing to refine it.
’The Soul Dao, the Slave Dao...’
’I never thought I’d have such talent and affinity for these paths.’
’If my path to the Kunpeng was this smooth, I’d truly be blessed by the heavens.’
Fang Yang smiled faintly.
Then, he gently circulated his True Essence.
The next mont, a Yin Yang Dao Fish Diagram slowly materialized behind him.
This Yin Yang Dao Fish Diagram wasn’t the usual black and white, but rather crimson and violet.
The crimson represented the Fire Eagle form.
The violet represented the Thunder Carp form.
The day his Fire Eagle transford into a Peng bird and his Thunder Carp into a Kun fish would be the day he tamorphosed into the Kunpeng Spirit Body.
Just then, the Carp Eagle Divine Feather in Fang Yang’s Void Acupoint True Essence Sea radiated a divine light, suppressing the Eagle Soul Marrow.
A stream of crimson and violet light appeared on his hand and flowed toward the Eagle Soul Marrow.
The next mont, the Eagle Soul Marrow turned into a puff of white smoke and dissipated completely.
Refined in an instant!
Such a refining speed was terrifying, far beyond what an ordinary Tier Three Cultivator could achieve.
The first piece of Eagle Soul Marrow, the second, the third.
In the span of a few breaths, Fang Yang finished refining all three pieces of Eagle Soul Marrow.
In that instant, he felt a swelling sensation, as if he were about to fly.
No, not ’as if’—he really was flying.
His Soul had already left his body.
Just as when he had condensed the Hundred Eagle Souls, he once again gazed into a mirror, observing the appearance of his Soul.
He stood in the void, ramrod straight like a spear or a sword.
His face was as handso as ever, but with an added hint of sharpness.
And his thick white hair was draped casually over his shoulders.
The biggest change was still the pair of wide, white-feathered wings.
This ti, the white-feathered wings were no longer just a skeletal fra; they were covered in dense feathers, each one like a sword.
Thousand Eagle Souls!
"Thousand Eagle Souls, a thousand-fold Soul..." Fang Yang said with a smile.
He pondered whether he should start dabbling in Arrays.
With a thousand-fold Soul, he had the confidence to do so.
Of course, he wouldn’t delve too deeply. He wasn’t aiming for Slave Array Convergence; it would be enough to have the eagle flock form a simple Array.
For example, the most basic and simple Tier One Array—the Fireball Array.
...
After a night’s rest.
Fang Yang’s party of three set out once again.
Perhaps because the Black Kun Covering the Moon had failed, the sky in the Black Moon Great Saint’s inheritance ground had changed again.
It was no longer perpetual night here. Like the other areas of the Xuan Yu Blessed Land, day and night were now distinct.
In the early morning, the mountain air was damp and cold, with a hint of a chill.
On the way to the Profound Kun’s Abyssal Return, Fang Yang’s mood was not one of joyful harvest as one might expect, but rather one of caution.
True, if he refined the heart of the Black Moon Water Kun, his progress toward achieving the Kunpeng Spirit Body could be said to have advanced by a full third—a remarkable feat.
But he hadn’t forgotten the fortune that had appeared before he obtained the Black Moon Vine Spiritual Object.
The fortune had read: "Upper-Middle Fortune. When the Black Kun Illusion appears beneath the bright moon, hasten to the northern end of Guanlin to find a Tier Four opportunity. It can be extended later; before extension, there are no risks or repercussions. Auspicious."
’It can be extended later; before extension, there are no risks or repercussions.’
’In other words, does that an there *will* be risks and repercussions after extending it?’
It was worth noting, however, that the opportunity had not yet been extended.
Based on past experience, Fang Yang guessed that as he neared the Profound Kun’s Abyssal Return, words would likely appear from the ball of light in his mind.
"BUZZ..."
"BUZZ... BUZZ..."
While Fang Yang was lost in thought, they had unknowingly walked into a dark forest.
From all corners of the woods, pairs of erald green eyes could be seen spying on them.
Fang Yang followed the gazes and imdiately identified a pack of Woodland Leopards.
Woodland Leopards were Fierce Beasts of the Wood Dao school, with a species limit at the Tier Three Middle realm.
These Fierce Beasts had slender bodies like tree branches and deep green fur, allowing them to draw on the power of plants to trap and kill their enemies.
"Still looking?"
Fang Yang let out a light breath and ford the Magic Seal for the Slave Spirit Skill.
Faintly, the silhouette of a handso, winged figure appeared behind him—it was his Thousand Eagle Souls!
At that mont, under the watchful eyes of his uncle and cousin, the Flying Eagles in the sky, with the White Feathered Eagle as the core, swiftly ford an Array.
This Flying Eagle Group ford a massive, yet extrely crude, Tier One elental array—a Fireball Array!
BOOM...
RUMBLE...
RUMBLE... RUMBLE...
The White Feathered Eagle shrieked and flapped its wings, frantically launching Fireball after Fireball from beneath them.
Its speed was incredible, as if its Bloodline Power was inexhaustible.
And indeed, even though it was the simplest and most basic elental array, it had caused the White Feathered Eagle to undergo a transformation.
Under the White Feathered Eagle’s furious assault, the Woodland Leopards fell one after another.
Even the Hundred Beasts King of the Woodland Leopards fled in panic from the White Feathered Eagle’s attacks.
Gradually, the forest filled with Fireballs, which ignited blazing flas that burned fiercely.
"So this is the Thousand Eagle Souls? Truly extraordinary." Fang Min’s eyes glittered as she watched her cousin, Fang Yang.
From her perspective, Fang Yang’s features had beco more hawk-like, more aggressive.
Second Uncle Fang didn’t scrutinize Fang Yang too closely; he just glanced around, raising his guard.
Outside the forest.
Many Cultivators heard the shrieks of eagles and the roars of leopards and imdiately turned their gazes in that direction.
And when they saw the Flying Eagle Group forming a simple Fireball Array, they were stunned.
"Isn’t that White Feathered Eagle Fang Yang’s battle pet?"
"Wait... That’s an Array! Unbelievable, does Fang Yang already have a thousand-fold Soul Foundation?!"
"Hiss... His growth is just too fast. Even with a mountain of resources, not just anyone can endure the agony of Soul tempering."
"He’s not even twenty, yet he’s managed to condense a thousand-fold Soul. What incredible willpower."
"Ridiculous. Wasn’t it with the help of Second Miss Sen?"
"I think so too. With the Fang Clan’s power alone, Fang Yang probably couldn’t condense a thousand-fold Soul even if he were fifty..."
The crowd buzzed with discussion, each person voicing their own opinion.
Among them, Hong Qishang wore a complicated expression.
At this mont, Hong Qishang was following his older cousin.
And when he saw the eagle array in the distant sky, he was shocked.
He never would have imagined that Fang Yang would actually succeed in pulling off a preliminary version of the Slave Array Convergence thod he had once casually suggested.
Although it was only the simplest Tier One elental array, it demonstrated just how outstanding that rascal Fang Yang’s talent was in the Slave Dao and Array Dao.
All one could say was that a deep Soul Foundation could support all sorts of complex killing moves and techniques.
"Thousand Eagle Souls... what incredible talent... A sha you won’t actually walk the path of the Slave Dao or Soul Dao school," Hong Qishang sighed regretfully.
The Fang Yang of today had already caught up to him.
In so respects, he was even more skilled than Hong Qishang, a Slave Dao Cultivator.
After a mont of thought, Hong Qishang ultimately decided not to et with Fang Yang for now.
Under his gaze, the eagle flock swooped, dissipated, and returned to the beast-taming pouch.
And the tracks of Fang Yang and his group gradually vanished.
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