Chapter 1021: Demon Sovereign

At this moment, Zhao Yinglan moved the powers of the Tiangang Qis and Disha Qis from the heavens and the earth, unleashing 200% of her prowess.

Countless blood vessels popped up all over her body, which became the core of the powers in the external world. It seemed like her body was going to collapse at any moment.

However, as she went all out to unleash her Qi field, Fang Xingjian walked out, allowing the waves of destructive powers to tear at his body. He walked up right to Zhao Yinglan, grabbing out at her under her astonished gaze.

“Scram!”

Faced with Fang Xingjian’s big hand which was grabbing out toward her, the Tiangang Qis and Disha Qis that had almost condensed to a material state gushed out from Zhao Yinglan’s mouth. They shot out like a positron cannon, crossing the sky. Wherever they passed by, everything would break down, and over ten mountains were even wiped out on their way.

However, at the next moment, Fang Xingjian’s big hand had already gone against the flow, pushing against the destructive power. It forced the Tiangang Qis and Disha Qis, which had shot out from Zhao Yinglan’s mouth, right back in.

Zhao Yinglan, who had her mouth grabbed, had yet to make a reaction when she was tossed into the sky by Fang Xingjian like a broken doll. Violent powers exploded in Zhao Yinglan’s body, and she shattered under the impact of the Gang Qis.

However, she had only been tossed out for a distance of one-meter distance when her mouth, that had been grabbed earlier, was pulled back by the big hand once again. She was sent smashing toward the ground.

Boom!

Piercing white light soared into the sky. and the sound of rumbling thunder seemed to explode next to everyone’s years. The entire Serene Mountain shook intensely like an earth dragon had flipped its body.

After the white light gradually dissipated and the world returned to normal, everyone could see that all of the buildings on the platform had turned into ashes. Over 100 meters of the mountain’s peak had been wiped out.

Right now, Zhao Yinglan lay on the ground with her stomach facing downward. Her clothes were tattered, and she was covered in dirt like a refugee fleeing from war. Her head was now completely lowered. and the Gang Qis that had been circulating around her body had completely disappeared.

Fang Xingjian stood before her, appearing to be unscathed. Most of his focus was still on slowly sensing and deriving the secrets behind the Gang Qis.

Elder Li and the others quickly gushed forth.

“Sect Master!”

“Master!”

“Kill Fang Xuan!”

“Protect the Sect Master!”

“Stop it!” Zhao Yinglan waved her hand to stop everyone’s movements. She crawled to her feet slowly, but she had actually already used up almost all of her powers.

The corners of her lips curled up with a hint of bitterness, and she said slowly, “From today onward, the Illusory Emotions Path will fully listen to the Great Jin Dynasty’s Emperor. Anyone in violation of this will be driven out.”

Her words brought about overwhelming shock, and many young disciples started yelling. However, most of the elites and Elders remained silent. They only looked at Fang Xingjian with gazes full of wariness and astonishment.

For him to be able to get Zhao Yinglan to lower her stand and submit… They found it unbelievable as to how powerful Fang Xuan’s martial arts was.

Fu Daoxian opened her small mouth slightly. Her face was filled with shock.

It could be said that ever since she started cultivating martial arts, her master—Zhao Yinglan—had been an unmovable mountain. She had been looking down on the rest of the world with her powers as a Tiangang Realm expert, standing at the top of the pugilistic world.

However, right now, the great mountain had completely collapsed.

After throwing Zhao Yinglan a glance, Fang Xingjian nodded. “You’re smart. Arrange a room for me and bring over all of the secret manuals that the Illusory Emotions Path has.”

Hearing Fang Xingjian’s command, Zhao Yinglan immediately turned her head and said to the disciples who were still in a daze, “Didn’t you hear what the Emperor said? Why aren’t you guys getting to it?”

…

Two hours later, Fang Xingjian closed the last secret manual slowly. He closed his eyes, and there seemed to be countless martial arts from the Illusory Emotions Path flashing rapidly through his mind.

It was true that the Illusory Emotions Path’s martial arts could be said to be deep and profound in this world. Their circulation and transformation of essential Qis and Gang Qis had reached an extreme.

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This was especially so as the Illusory Emotions Path’s greatest achievement—the Illusory Demonic Rotation—was even able to get the Tiangang Qis from beyond the heavens and the Disha Qis from the depths of the earth to merge together, forming an attack that was like divine punishment.

Fang Xingjian thought about the final attack Zhao Yinglan had launched on him, activating the powers of the heaven and earth.

‘Although she was still defeated by me, the effect of this last move unexpectedly shattered a bit of space.’

At the thought of this, Fang Xingjian was slightly surprised. After all, the shattering of space was something that could not be done even in Miracle World.

Based on Fang Xingjian’s recognition, it was almost impossible to shatter space.

However, something like this was done successfully by a cultivator in Middle-earth.

‘The crux is still the origin of this world. Regardless of whether it’s the Tiangang Qis or the Disha Qis, neither of them are simple.’

Fang Xingjian opened up his left hand and grabbed downward. A trickle of Disha Qi was grasped in his hand. Then he grabbed out toward the sky with his right hand, grasping a trickle of Tiangang Qi.

‘There are traces of life within them.

‘These two powers are alive.

‘But why is it that they are willing to let themselves be used by others?’

When Zhao Yinglan saw this scene, her pupils contracted slightly. Although she appeared to not show any reaction on her face, great waves and turmoil were crashing in her heart.

‘To think that he managed to gather the Tiangang Qis and Disha Qis just like that… What on earth is his realm…’

Just then, Fang Xingjian’s gaze turned over, and both Zhao Yinglan and Fu Daoxian felt like their entire body was instantly penetrated by sword light.

“The Illusory Emotions Path should also have the martial arts legacy that was left behind by the Demon Sovereign 300 years ago, right? Where is it?”

Hearing Fang Xingjian’s question, Zhao Yinglan exhaled and smiled bitterly, saying, “Back then, the Demon Sovereign’s realm was too high. Although the seven paths in the Demon Sect fought several life and death battles in order to get the secret manual that the Demon Sovereign had written personally, no one has been able to resolve the profoundness within it in the past 300 years.”

…

During the time Fang Xingjian was subduing the Illusory Emotions Path and deriving the profoundness of the Demon Sect’s martial arts as well as the Tiangang Qis and Disha Qis, in a densely packed forest situated in the far southwest of Middle-earth…

A young man dressed in blood-red clothes stood proudly at the top of the mountain. As his eyes opened and closed, there seemed to be blood light flashing. There also seemed to be bloodthirst behind the blood light, as well as a slowly spinning vortex that concealed an overwhelming sea of blood.

A young lady dressed in emerald green clothes stood next to him, bowed, and reported, “Young Master, the White Bone Path’s Sect Master has been subdued by Heavenly Yaksha and White Asura and is on the way of being sent over.”

“Good.” The young man dressed in blood red clothes laughed as he looked down upon the mountains and rivers under his feet, feeling a grand emotion surging within him.

“The world is in shatters and chaos, and it’s a great opportunity for our Blood River Path to take the world by storm and bring about a reformation.

“I’ve endured for so many years, allowing that demonic woman from the Illusory Emotions Path to assume great airs and act tyrannically, but now, the time has come.”

The young lady in emerald green clothes said with great fervency, “Young Master is a cultivator blessed by the heavens, so how can that demonic Zhao possibly be a match for you? In this world, only Young Master has the right to assume the position of the Emperor.”

“There are still other heroes in the world,” the young man in blood red clothes said, shaking his head. “For example, that strongest successor nurtured by the Three Mountains Four Peaks. This person is also a cultivator blessed by the heavens. I’ve exchanged blows with him on three occasions, and neither of us emerged victoriously. He is my greatest rival in this lifetime.”

Just then, several hundred Demon Sect’s disciples were escorted to the foot of the mountain. Even the weakest amongst the several hundred Demon Sect’s experts were at least of the Xiantian level. The ten or more people in the lead had not just reached the Disha Realm. They also emitted deep and unfathomable auras which surpassed that of ordinary experts.

However, the ones who attracted the most attention were still the few people in the lead. One of them—a man dressed in white clothes—seemed to be fluttery, appearing indistinct like he was going to leave this world at any moment. His face appeared extremely thin and weak, with no signs of flesh at all, just like a skeleton.

“They’re here.” At the sight of this, a hint of excitement flashed in the eyes of the young man dressed in blood-red clothes. “I’ve already resolved the secrets behind the Demon Sovereign’s martial arts. As long as I gather all parts of the Demon Sovereign’s legacy from the Demon Sect’s seven paths, even Xiao Shen won’t be a match for him.”

The young lady dressed in emerald green clothes dropped abruptly to her knees and said agitatedly, “Young Master is a person of great might and will definitely be able to dominate over the Demon Sect’s seven paths, defeat the Three Mountains Four Peaks, and rule over the Middle-earth’s 12 regions, establishing a reign that lasts for a very long time.”

The young man dressed in blood-red clothes smiled, and with a single move, he landed gracefully toward the foot of the mountain.

“Let’s go. Let us take a look at where the White Bone Immortal has hidden the White Bone Path’s share of the Demon Sovereign’s legacy.”