Cultivation: I Have a Golden Talisman

「Five hundred li from Immortal Tower Mountain.」

The Feather Divine Soldiers leaped from the void, thunder scattering for a hundred zhang in every direction.

On the distant horizon, a flicker of golden light, like a lamp, blinked out of existence, vanishing from Fang Cheng's senses in an instant.

In a situation like this, there was no time for words. The only thing that mattered was splitting up and fleeing for their lives.

Fang Cheng immediately headed in the opposite direction of Elder Yingya, transforming into a streak of Thunder Sword Light that tore across the sky and vanished.

A few breaths later, a beam of Demonic Light burst from the void, revealing the Shengshou Scholar within.

He scanned his surroundings, formed a spell with his hands, and his eyes erupted with a ghastly yellow light.

In his vision, the world instantly lost its color, leaving only black and white.

To the northwest, a series of intermittent golden sparks formed a winding, crooked line stretching toward the distant sky.

And to the southeast, there was a straight line of Thunder Light, extending to the very edge of the horizon.

The Shengshou Scholar sneered and sped off in pursuit, following the trail left by the Thunder Light.

A moment later, another sword light flashed out of the void. After circling once in the air, it shot madly off to the east.

...

「In the sky.」

The Thunder Sword Light sliced through the void, gone in a flash.

Seated within the Feather Divine Soldiers, Fang Cheng's brow was deeply furrowed. 'What I feared most has happened after all!'

The Hidden Demon Sect had actually managed to fuse a wisp of the Demon Lord's remnant soul with the great demon suppressed in the Nine Truths Tower. They had found a "vessel" for the Demon Lord's soul, creating one of his incarnations.

As for what realm of power this incarnation of the Demon Lord had reached, there was no way to tell for now.

At the very least, it was far beyond the level of the Early or Mid Dharma Stage. With Yang Tianhua's strength, he couldn't even last a single exchange against it.

He was killed instantly...

'And with a Late Dharma Stage expert like the Shengshou Scholar watching covetously, plus over a hundred Tier Four Celestial Demons... how could I possibly win a fight against them?'

That was why he had chosen to flee with Elder Yingya without a moment's hesitation.

At that moment, Fang Cheng could feel an incomparably tyrannical killing intent drawing ever closer through his Sword Heart's perception. He didn't even need to look to know that the Shengshou Scholar was catching up.

His thoughts raced as he calculated his various options, wondering if he could eliminate the scholar before the Demon Lord's incarnation arrived.

The answer was... 'It would be incredibly difficult!'

The Shengshou Scholar's power was unfathomable. In Fang Cheng's mind, he posed an even greater threat than the Master of the Ten Thousand Transformations Sect.

Even with his various skills and trump cards, his chances of winning a hastily engaged battle were extremely low.

Magical combat wasn't just a contest of Magical Power, Magical Artifacts, and treasures on paper. More importantly, it tested one's ability to adapt.

And as things stood, the top speed of the Ruyi Celestial Escape Shuttle was hardly any faster than his Feather Divine Soldiers using Thunder Sword Escape...

As the Shengshou Scholar's demonic intent drew ever nearer, he calmed his heart completely.

'Void God Gu, don't let me down!'

With that thought, he abruptly recalled the Feather Divine Soldiers and summoned a completely transparent Gu Insect. Inside its body, countless grains of shimmering dust swirled about, as if demonstrating the infinite mysteries of the void.

The Void God Gu.

The moment the Gu appeared, it circled Fang Cheng once and sprinkled out a cloud of radiant Void Divine Sand.

Enveloped by the Divine Sand, Fang Cheng's figure instantly vanished, as if he had been erased from this Boundary Heaven. Even his aura disappeared without a trace.

But Fang Cheng was still standing there in the sky. He glanced at his left shoulder and saw the Void God Gu resting obediently on his clothes like an accessory.

Fang Cheng still didn't dare to let his guard down. Three foot-tall paper figures materialized before him. One of them, its expression solemn, held the Mountain-Slaying Flying Sword.

'If the Shengshou Scholar can see through the Void God Gu's Concealment Divine Techniques, then I'll have no choice but to fight him to the death.'

'I wonder if the Shengshou Scholar can withstand a full-power strike from a Dream Spirit Incarnation wielding a Tier Five Flying Sword?'

As the thought crossed his mind, a speck of Demonic Light on the distant horizon suddenly grew larger.

In an instant, the Demonic Light shot from the horizon and stopped abruptly nearby, a mere hundred zhang from Fang Cheng.

The Demonic Light dissipated, revealing the Shengshou Scholar. He had a look of confusion on his face, his brow furrowed as his eyes scanned the area.

In the Shengshou Scholar's special sight, all traces of Fang Cheng came to an abrupt end right here, as if they had been forcefully wiped clean.

The vast sky and earth held not another trace of him.

"How strange!"

The Shengshou Scholar was deeply suspicious. With a wave of his sleeve, he released a ring of Li Hen Demon Light. The demonic ring spun, transformed into a pitch-black fireball, and then suddenly expanded, spreading out in all directions.

The Demonic Light vibrated the void, sweeping outward like a tide, but it failed to trigger any reaction.

In the void, Fang Cheng remained perfectly still, allowing the Li Hen Demon Light to pass through him.

He was in a wondrous state, as if he had stepped outside of this world, yet he could still clearly see everything within it.

'The Space Dao is truly infinitely profound.'

He relaxed slightly.

'If I had broken through to the Dharma Realm, why would I need to fear this Shengshou Scholar?'

The Li Hen Demon Light slowly dissipated. The Shengshou Scholar stood in the sky, seemingly lost in thought. Suddenly, his expression shifted, and he bowed respectfully toward the distant sky.

"Demon Lord, forgive me. I was careless and allowed a few of them to escape..."

A voice, ancient and weary, drifted from the horizon. "Forget it."

As the voice faded, the figure of a youth in white robes appeared in the air.

Fang Cheng lowered his gaze, no longer daring to look at the Demon Lord's incarnation, terrified of drawing attention and revealing his location.

The white-robed youth stood with his hands behind his back, an elegant and free-spirited air about him. He gazed upon the world with a complicated expression.

The Shengshou Scholar stood respectfully to the side.

A smile appeared on the white-robed youth's face. He looked at the Shengshou Scholar and asked, "You said my left hand is not far from here?"

The Shengshou Scholar nodded. "Yes. Back then, the Red Profound Association made a deal with the Demon Buddha. They hid your left hand at the bottom of a great lake on the border of the Jin Country, sealing it away. The Hidden Demon Sect has searched the world for nearly a thousand years and has finally pinpointed its exact location."

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