Cultivation: I Have a Golden Talisman

He had come here today impersonating Xi Yinglong to borrow the "influence" of Ascendant Red Bright, a Tribulation Realm Great Power, in order to view the Ancient Profound Talisman of Taiyi Cave Heaven.

Chatting with Yi Ling on the way, he learned that today was the birthday feast of the Celestial Fragrance Demon Emperor. Many major powers from the Demon Race, Ancient Evil Race, and Human Race of the Mingxiao Domain had come to offer their congratulations.

Taiyi Cave Heaven was a relatively neutral power within the entire Mingxiao Domain. This lineage of the Demon Race mostly consisted of spirits of flowers, trees, and plants who had achieved cultivation. They were pure and kind by nature, disliked conflict, and loved peace.

Furthermore, the Grotto Heaven was abundant with all sorts of Spiritual Medicine, flora, and Spirit Fruits. All the major powers in the world, to one degree or another, had something to ask of them, and so they all had some level of friendly relations.

Yi Ling was responsible for welcoming honored guests and immortal visitors at the entrance with his fellow sect members. Just now, he had seen the golden, storied ship from afar and had taken the initiative to approach it.

At this moment.

Fang Cheng walked down from the storied ship onto the Cloud Raft prepared by Taiyi Cave Heaven. Under Yi Ling’s guidance, he was about to enter the swirling vortex of cloud and light beneath the Celestial Sect.

Suddenly, an indifferent voice drifted from the distant sky, "Is that Yinglong True Monarch of Red Bright Immortal City before me?"

Fang Cheng turned his head to look. The vast sky was filled with drifting clouds, but not a single figure was in sight.

He only heard a surging sound of water, powerful enough to pierce gold and shatter stone, suddenly erupt from the void.

The next moment.

A great, winding river burst forth from the void, surging and rolling towards them.

When the rushing water was just several yards from Fang Cheng, it suddenly receded, transforming into a tall, otherworldly being with a human body, three jiao-dragon heads, and six arms.

He was clad in gleaming Profound Gold Armor and stood upon shimmering water. The gazes from his three jiao-dragon heads were as sharp as blades as he met Fang Cheng’s eyes, an air of wild arrogance and hostility in his expression.

Yi Ling quietly sent a telepathic message: "True Monarch, this is Yuan Ju, a royal of the Nine Yin Lineage from the Ancient Evil Race."

Fang Cheng looked at this fourth-rank expert of the Nine Yin Royal Family, a detached smile playing on his lips. He said, "I am here. What guidance might you have for me?"

Yuan Ju sneered, the vicious light in his six eyes flaring. One of his jiao-dragon heads spoke, "I heard you snatched a treasure from the Cold Moon Race. Since we’ve happened to meet today, I shall come and test your skills."

His voice, low and rumbling like thunder, instantly spread across the sky. It drew the gazes of many Demon Race Cultivators from Taiyi Cave Heaven and other guests who had come to offer congratulations. Among the onlookers were quite a few Dharma Cultivators.

According to the news spread by the fourth-rank Cold Moon Race member who escaped that day, Xi Yinglong of Red Bright Immortal City had ruthlessly slain Supreme Elder Nangong Chilong of the Yin Yang Sect, killed an expert from the Hanyue Royal Family, and seized the Cold Moon Race’s treasure. His methods were said to be utterly vicious.

This matter quickly spread throughout the Mingxiao Domain, and all the major powers had heard of it.

Now that an expert of the Nine Yin Race had sought out Xi Yinglong, it was likely he was seeking revenge for his kinsmen.

Fang Cheng wasted no time on words. Composed and unruffled, he said, "As it happens, I’ve been itching for a fight myself. Since you’re in such high spirits, then try to take one move from me."

With that, he extended his hand.

A mass of incredibly intense golden flame suddenly condensed, like a dazzling, blazing sun, and appeared in the palm of his hand!

He channeled his Profound Skill slightly, simulating the aura of Xi Yinglong’s Cultivation Technique. A mass of golden flame appeared behind his head and condensed into a Flame Wheel. Within the wheel, wisps of golden flame automatically formed various profound patterns that shifted continuously.

The Flame Wheel spun rapidly, and the golden "sun" in Fang Cheng’s hand suddenly released an aura that was supremely hard and fierce, capable of melting anything and even distorting space.

Seeing the fireball in Fang Cheng’s hand, Yuan Ju’s expression couldn’t help but turn grim. The watery light around him surged, and a Water Dragon emerged, coiling around his body from bottom to top.

’This person seems much more formidable than the rumors claimed... Could the Cold Moon Race’s information have been false?’

What he didn’t know was that the Hanyue Royal Family, in order to save face, had said little about "Xi Yinglong’s" combat prowess. Instead, they had emphasized his despicable nature, claiming he had struck ruthlessly and taken advantage of their situation.

Even the crowd of Cultivators watching from a distance, upon sensing the power of the fireball in Fang Cheng’s hand, all subconsciously circulated their Magical Power to raise their Protective Spiritual Light.

A feeling of immense danger filled every person’s heart.

One by one, Flame Runes flashed and danced within the Flame Wheel behind Fang Cheng’s head, complementing the patterns formed by the fire.

The next moment.

Fang Cheng swung his arm wide and thrust the golden fireball forward.

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