Chapter 478 - 421: The Mastermind? Obstructing the Golden Crow’s Path to Dao Again

Chapter 478: Chapter 421: The Mastermind? Obstructing the Golden Crow’s Path to Dao Again

Thunder Control the Great Saint reflected that once Fang Yang reached his full potential, she honestly couldn’t think of anyone who could stand against him.

Even if Sen Yue and the Great Sun Dragon Lady were here, and even if they were all in the realm of a Young Venerable, Fang Yang was clearly on a higher level.

Perhaps only a true Venerable, revived and reincarnated, could possibly contend with Fang Yang.

"Go back."

Fang Yang’s voice boomed like thunder as he pressed down with a single hand, its immensity blotting out the sky.

His palm print was like a great sun falling from beyond the heavens, erupting with brilliant, fiercely burning light.

Fang Yuesheng’s eyes began to glow. His body resembled a great bell, and from every pore, Golden Radiance Immortal Swords shot out, threatening to destroy everything in their path.

But in the blink of an eye, Fang Yang swept it all aside and suppressed him.

With a BANG, Fang Yuesheng’s form was crushed into a rain of light that scattered in all directions.

Higher in the sky, the Great Sun Golden Crow Dharma Aspect let out a mournful cry as it was devoured by the illusory Donghuang Chaos Bell.

At that moment, the brand of the Great Sun Golden Crow was completely shattered. It surged into the Donghuang Chaos Bell, granting the bell a profound transformation.

WHOOSH...

All the tribulation clouds retreated. Auspicious, rosy clouds of immortal qi descended from the heavens, and a vast expanse of starlight rained down from the highest firmament.

Fang Yang, the Great Sun Golden Crow Dharma Aspect, the Donghuang Chaos Bell...

As Thunder Control the Great Saint watched, all three were bathed in the boundless starlight, undergoing yet another profound transformation.

...

[The Donghuang Chaos Bell]

The main body of the Donghuang Chaos Bell was golden-yellow, as if forged from golden flames. It was so dazzlingly bright that it stung the eyes.

It was a Sacred Artifact with a long legacy and a profound foundation. Its outer surface was inscribed with Dao patterns depicting flowers, birds, fish, insects, mountains, rivers, the sun, and the moon.

Even a cursory glance gave the impression that it was not an object from the Eight Domains of Heaven and Earth; it felt distinctly out of place.

Vaguely, numerous phantoms materialized around it.

One was a Great Sun Golden Crow, unwilling to be enslaved, battling gods and immortals with unbridled arrogance, seemingly wreaking havoc within Lingxiao Hall.

Another was a Great Sun Golden Crow that gently flapped its wings, incinerating an entire Star Realm and causing all living things to wail in agony as it replenished its Life Essence.

Yet another was a Great Sun Golden Crow that manifested its own Immortal Realm, took the title of Emperor of All Life, and enslaved world after world, rearing the inhabitants like livestock.

Some were tyrannical, some indifferent, some fanatical, some kind, some cruel...

As Fang Yang gazed at the Donghuang Chaos Bell, it was as if he were glimpsing fragments of the lives of many different Great Sun Golden Crows.

"Rise!"

In the next instant, he refined the great bell.

With a HUM, the Donghuang Chaos Bell rose into the air and hovered above Fang Yang’s head, dense divine fire of the Golden Crow cascading down from it.

At that moment, Fang Yang stood alone, his figure tall and slender. His black hair danced wildly, his features were handsome, and he exuded a unique aura.

He was perfectly calm; even after obtaining such immense power, his expression remained unchanged.

His eyes, which had evolved from his Martial Dao Celestial Eye, transformed into the Divine Pupils of the Golden Crow.

This was the bearing of a Saint Emperor. As his eyes opened and closed, visions of the sun, moon, and starry rivers being born and annihilated appeared, with even wisps of Chaos Qi faintly visible within.

He now resembled a Golden Crow Divine King, the very personification of the Fire Dao School.

’I can feel that with my current attainments in the Fire Dao, boosted by the Donghuang Chaos Bell, my Fire Skills are capable of far more.’

’And I also have other Fire Dao Sacred Artifacts, like the Flame Robe and the Golden Crow Saint Fan, to combine with it.’

’Within the Xuan Realm, my combat prowess using Fire Skills is enough to kill a Tier Seven Saint.’

’Not only that, but I could even retreat safely from a confrontation with an ordinary Great Saint...’

At that moment, many thoughts raced through Fang Yang’s mind.

This wasn’t just wild speculation; he had a solid basis for his conclusions.

The previous battle for the Dao Artifact, as well as the Sub-Venerable Han Wu’s confrontation with several Great Saints, had provided him with a wealth of information from which to make his deductions.

"Wait, what’s this?!"

Suddenly, Fang Yang’s pupils dilated, a look of joy filling his eyes.

He had just discovered a peculiar grand array inside the Donghuang Chaos Bell.

This grand array was a variation of the Array of Celestial Stars!

The most striking feature was the Great Sun star, which, like the Emperor Star Ziwei, sat enthroned in the center, commanding all directions.

He knew exactly who had left this lingering trace behind.

The Great Sun Dragon Lady!

Because of the connection between the Great Sun Dragon Lady, the Vast Sea Venerable Emperor, and the Great Xuan Dynasty, he now had a chance to become the master of a Yun Dynasty!

...

「At the same time.」

「Hong Realm. Great Xuan Palace.」

Just as the Donghuang Chaos Bell manifested, the Vast Sea Dragon Staff, which lay dormant deep within the Great Xuan Palace, suddenly began to tremble.

It was like the mournful wail of a true dragon, a shrill cry that shook the surroundings.

"What’s happening?!" Huo Yingying shot to her feet and gazed toward the distant heavens.

"The Mandate has not yet been decided, and now another incident like this occurs." Marquis Ye Tian, hidden in the darkness, spoke, his eyes as deep and still as an ancient well.

"For the Vast Sea Dragon Staff to react like this... it’s almost certainly the work of those barbarians from the Xuan Realm." Prince Ji gently soothed his young grandson, his heart heavy.

This group, who were not involved in the "Contention for the Mandate of the Hong Realm," could only vaguely sense the coming storm, no matter how talented they were.

However, the three candidates for the Mandate—the Eldest Princess, the Prince of Qin, and the Crown Prince—sensed far more clearly who was responsible.

Fang Yang!

"A backlash from the struggle over the Great Sun?"

The Eldest Princess’s gaze was profound, the Prince of Qin’s eyes were resolute, and the Crown Prince’s expression turned ferocious.

No matter which of the three ultimately obtained the Mandate of the Hong Realm, as successors to the Great Sun Dragon Lady, they would all inevitably become entangled with Fang Yang again.

Meanwhile, deep within the imperial palace, the Emperor of Great Xuan stood with his hands clasped behind his back and spoke softly.

"A great change is coming. Minister Su, pass down my decree. In half a year, I will abdicate the throne and return to the Vast Sea Pavilion!"