Chapter 424 - 407: Sensation

Chapter 424: Chapter 407: Sensation

Visibly, the Solar Hermit’s voice grew higher and higher, and he was completely overcome with excitement.

Yu Zither Immortal had no doubt that if Fang Yang were here, the Solar Hermit would prostrate himself in worship, hailing him as the Eternal Life Daoist Venerable reborn!

...

"Fang Yang..."

At this moment, Yu Zither Immortal took a deep breath.

Her face flushed slightly, her body grew warm, and she couldn’t stop trembling.

Perhaps from excitement, perhaps from joy, perhaps from obsession...

She had far, far too many thoughts about Fang Yang.

For one thing, the simple fact that Fang Yang was the master of the Great Sun Golden Crow in this era was enough to fill her with inexplicable excitement.

A long time ago, she had believed that if Fang Yang just changed his mind, he could transform from the Kunpeng Ancestor into the master of the Great Sun Golden Crow at any moment.

Back then, she had been agonizing over how to lure Fang Yang away from Sen Hui and induce him to become the master of the Great Sun Golden Crow.

Now, she suddenly realized that Fang Yang had been hiding his true abilities from her, concealing his identity as the master of the Great Sun Golden Crow.

Furthermore, she refused to believe that Fang Yang was unaware of the relationship between the Great Sun Golden Crow and the Fusang Divine Tree!

’Oh, Fang Yang, Fang Yang, how many more secrets are you hiding from me?’ A faint smile touched Yu Zither Immortal’s lips.

Her starry eyes shone brightly. As she clutched the Golden Crow feather and her black hair drifted about, her Fusang Divine Tree Dharma Aspect thundered to life, igniting the Golden Crow’s divine fire. It blazed with a searing light that pierced through the void.

At this moment, her heart was filled with joy.

As long as Fang Yang was willing to help, her path to becoming a Great Saint would be completely unimpeded from now on.

She just needed to follow the steps and continue her cultivation, and she would definitely become a Great Saint!

Swept up in a wave of emotion, she felt a strange new feeling for Fang Yang—a deeper longing.

’The Great Dao is right before my eyes, right by my side!’

For some reason, her thoughts suddenly turned to Sen Hui.

According to rumors, Sen Hui possessed a Grade A Yin Wood Spirit Body.

Sen Hui’s future was limited to becoming a Tier Seven Saint at most; becoming a Great Saint would be difficult for her.

And the lifespan of a Tier Seven Saint, without obtaining substances of eternal life, was at most just over three thousand years.

...

「Elsewhere.」

The Great Xuan’s Eldest Princess and the Seventh Prince had already rushed to Marquis Ye Tian’s position.

They were now regrouping and retreating their forces.

The balance of the war had been shattered.

All they could do was retreat as fast as possible and avoid being completely wiped out by Fang Yang.

Marquis Ye Tian clicked his tongue in disbelief, a chill running through him. ’That bastard, the White Tiger Demon Lord, is actually dead too?!’

’This is a major disaster!’

As far as he knew, among the litters of tiger cubs born from the White Tiger Demon Lord’s one hundred-plus wives and concubines, very few had inherited the White Tiger True Blood.

And without the White Tiger Demon Lord’s guidance, how could that pack of tiger cubs possibly master the White Tiger Battle Skill?!

"Qi Xuanxian is dead too?" Huo Yingying, who was standing to the side, sighed heavily.

Huo Yingying’s eyes were blood-red, like twin blood moons.

Behind her, a giant bird Dharma Aspect, crimson all over and hundreds of feet tall, circled high in the sky. Runes flowed across its body, and its aura was incomparably powerful.

Because both she and Qi Xuanxian came from poor, humble families, they had received widespread attention throughout the Great Xuan Dynasty and were regarded as role models by countless commoners.

Furthermore, because of the support and grooming from the Great Sun Dragon Lady, their relationship was quite close, like that of a senior brother and junior sister.

Qi Xuanxian’s son and daughter had even taken her as their godmother.

But she never imagined that Qi Xuanxian would die so easily here.

"No! Xuanxian’s death is all because of that crippled, sick cat, White Tiger—" The Seventh Prince of the Great Xuan Dynasty’s eyes streamed with bloody tears, his face contorted in agony.

If he hadn’t been so overconfident and forced that bastard White Tiger’s hand, Qi Xuanxian wouldn’t have been tricked by him.

"It’s not your fault." The Eldest Princess sighed regretfully and patted the Seventh Prince’s shoulder.

Then, the Eldest Princess continued, "Who could have possibly imagined that Fang Yang was hiding so much, that he was so terrifying? Not just his strength, but also his... temperament!"

Indeed, based on the intelligence that had already been exposed, Fang Yang could have made his move long ago and swept away all opposition.

But instead, he deliberately waited until new opponents appeared before revealing his trump card.

His first move was a killing blow!

Two entire armies were completely lost in the Dream Realm Mountain Range, shattering the balance of the entire war and making it impossible to organize any effective resistance.

One could only say that under Fang Yang’s machinations, even if the two Young Venerables had appeared on the dream battlefield...

...Sen Yue would have naturally held a superior position from the start!

"Fang Yang?!" Hearing this, the Seventh Prince abruptly looked up.

The Seventh Prince’s face was pale, his lips trembling.

He looked for all the world like someone who had been scared out of his wits, leaving the Eldest Princess, Marquis Ye Tian, Huo Yingying, and the others speechless.

He was broken.

The Seventh Prince was broken.

Fang Yang had completely shattered his Dao heart, and he could no longer muster any will to resist him.

"I wonder what kind of earth-shattering storm this news will cause when it spreads to the outside world?" Marquis Ye Tian mused, gazing back toward the position of the third army.

If possible, he too wanted to test his strength against Fang Yang.

But he also knew that since even the White Tiger Demon Lord had died a miserable death at Fang Yang’s hands, if he were to truly face Fang Yang, he would, in all likelihood, meet a similarly bleak end.

In the end, they led their army in a frantic retreat, meekly surrendering the favorable situation in the Burying Moon Mountain Dream World cluster.

...

Both sides were sending out intelligence.

The intelligence from Fang Yang’s side was personally carried by Jiuming, who was racing to deliver it into the hands of Great Powers like Thunder Control the Great Saint, Han Wu the Sub-Venerable, and the Purple Sky Manor Master.

At this very moment, Su Xi handed a document to Fang Yang, which was the detailed intelligence report on this battle.

Fang Yang skimmed through it and found that while he himself had only briefly described his actions, Su Xi and the others had, in contrast, filled the report with the utmost praise for his performance.