Eternal Life through Drawing Lots

Chapter 294: Chapter 292: Wind Flood Shadow

Before entering the Four Images Mystic Realm, Fang Yang had already indirectly learned a few things through a sign of fortune.

For example, when the moon became perfectly full, strange phenomena would occur in places like the Cyan Dragon Lake and the Xuanwu Ocean, holding great opportunities.

And in the Cyan Dragon Lake, he would be guided by the Talisman Treasure toward an unexpected turn of events.

If he handled it properly, he could obtain a Tier Six opportunity.

Therefore, no matter how one looked at it, the night of the full moon was a critical juncture.

This was the seventh day since the participants had entered the trial grounds.

Besides Fang Yang and Yu Qingyun, no one else had yet refined a Tier Five Spiritual Treasure.

And on this very night, the night of the perfect full moon, it arrived!

Night fell.

The sky was pitch-black.

The moon was a perfect, brilliant circle, like a silver platter.

On Dragon’s Eye Island, Fang Yang stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing at the distant moon.

When the clouds parted to reveal the moon, a smile touched his lips. With a flip of his wrist, the Xuan-Yuan Talisman Treasure appeared in his hand.

He lowered his gaze to the Xuan-Yuan Talisman Treasure and mused with a touch of emotion:

’The opportunities in this Refining Dao Tournament have almost all been tied to the Xuan-Yuan Talisman Treasure. In all these years, this is truly a first. How peculiar.’

Feelings aside, he didn’t hesitate. He channeled the True Essence from his first aperture, circulating it into the Xuan-Yuan Talisman Treasure to link their energies.

HUMMM...

The hum of a sword and the cry of a flood dragon mingled, creating a strangely beautiful melody.

In the blink of an eye, the Xuan-Yuan Talisman Treasure transformed into a small Sword Flood Dragon, hovering in the air.

Just as before, the Talisman Treasure Sword Flood Dragon swung its tail and swam forward through the air.

"Xiaohui, let’s go."

Guided by the Talisman Treasure Sword Flood Dragon, Fang Yang led Sen Hui on a tour around the Cyan Dragon Lake.

Starting from Dragon’s Eye Island, they circled all eighty-one islands in the lake, as if performing some kind of mysterious ritual.

For when they finally returned to Dragon’s Eye Island, a massive shadow had appeared out of nowhere in the depths of the Cyan Dragon Lake.

"ROOOAR—"

An immense roar, part flood dragon’s cry, part true dragon’s bellow, echoed from below.

The sound erupted from the shadow beneath the lake, shaking the water and churning up colossal waves.

The shadow’s body was immense, and its aura was terrifying.

It resembled the shadow of a flood dragon, yet it possessed three extra claws.

Merely by roaming the lake’s depths, it brought with it an absolute darkness.

The unsettling black water flowed endlessly, with waves cresting from time to time.

Within the tides, one could see countless ferocious and twisted souls of Water Beasts.

These souls were filled with all kinds of negative emotions: greed, desire, anger, hatred...

It was a terrifying sight to behold.

’The Talisman Treasure expands, a hidden dragon emerges. Treasure is born from this change, accompanied by great peril...’

In that instant, a flash of insight struck Fang Yang, and this thought raced through his mind.

He immediately understood. This Flood Dragon shadow had been imbued with the power of heaven and earth, transforming into an evil water spirit that utterly repelled the pull of his Xuan-Yuan Talisman Treasure.

It didn’t want to be locked down by the Talisman Treasure. It wanted to destroy it!

’Such terrifying power... it must have already stepped into the Saint Realm, right?’

’Heh, to think an opportunity like this is no longer a low-to-mid-tier fortune for me, but a mid-to-high-tier one.’

’It seems my efforts over the years haven’t been wasted. They’ve been quite effective, indeed.’

Countless thoughts raced through Fang Yang’s mind.

Then, a smile spread across his face.

Before the Flood Dragon shadow could fully surface, he completely activated the Xuan-Yuan Talisman Treasure!

Unlike conventional special Talisman Treasures, his Xuan-Yuan Talisman Treasure, having undergone his special refinement, didn’t possess the power of a single Tier Six strike, but three.

Now, as long as he controlled the Talisman Treasure well, he could use a single Tier Six strike to suppress the Flood Dragon shadow and seize the opportunity.

"Ancient Sword Flood Dragon, rise."

A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Within a single breath, the Xuan-Yuan Talisman Treasure expanded rapidly, growing immensely in size.

Not only that, but within his second aperture, the phantom of the Dream Emperor began to glow faintly.

In the blink of an eye, the Xuan-Yuan Talisman Treasure became a colossal Ancient Sword Flood Dragon.

A true Ancient Sword Flood Dragon was a Tier Seven existence.

Although this current one merely had the form without the spiritual essence, it was still a devastating weapon among Tier Six entities.

This silver Flood Dragon shone with a brilliant light. Its horns were as sharp as spears, its eyes a pure, solid white. Its fangs and claws were terrifyingly ferocious, and its overlapping scales shimmered with a metallic sheen.

Its body stretched for thousands of meters, slender and graceful, its lines fluid and elegant. It radiated a truly chilling, sharp intent.

’This familiar power has returned once more,’ Fang Yang praised inwardly.

He felt as if he had returned to the days within the bloodline dream realm.

He took direct control of the Ancient Sword Flood Dragon and sent it diving straight into the depths of the lake to suppress and kill the Flood Dragon shadow.

BOOM!

RUMBLE!

RUMBLE, RUMBLE!

Between the heavens and the earth, explosions thundered without end.

The entire Cyan Dragon Lake was thrown into turmoil, and blood flowed like a river.

Countless Fierce Beasts and some of the participants stared at the Cyan Dragon Lake in terror, their faces masks of shock.

But Fang Yang simply stood with his back to Sen Hui, his hands clasped behind him.

In just three breaths, everything in the Cyan Dragon Lake gradually returned to calm.

Beneath the moonlit night.

He was utterly nonchalant.

He looked like an exiled immortal who had descended upon the mortal realm, his robes fluttering, exuding an indescribable, peerless, and otherworldly aura.

He was devastatingly handsome, his face flawless, his skin translucent and glowing with a holy light.

Now, the small flood dragon formed by the Xuan-Yuan Talisman Treasure held a black mass of light in its mouth, floating before him.

[Wind Flood Shadow]

The Wind Flood Shadow was pitch-black on the outside, its body impossible to discern with the naked eye.

But when Fang Yang observed it with his martial Celestial Eye, he immediately discovered that this pitch-black shadow was actually an iridescent black!

This was a Tier Six Sacred Material that originally belonged exclusively to the Wind Dao School.

But due to a twist of fate, it had also gained the power of the Dark Dao School, making it exceptionally profound.

Refining it could not only increase the refiner’s Body Technique speed but also allow them to more easily conceal their form and aura.

This Sacred Material was enough to create an assassin of exceptional talent!

At that moment, a crystalline spray of water danced and drifted down from the sky.

One after another, the Water Beasts withered away, their blood dyeing the great lake.

Fang Yang gave Sen Hui a gentle smile and a nod.

"Don’t worry, Xiaohui. I’ve taken care of everything."

His words were gentle, but they sent a tremor through Sen Hui’s heart, and ripples spread across her gaze.

To be fair, among the people Sen Hui knew, Fang Yang was definitely not the one with the highest cultivation.

But every time, the scenes Fang Yang created left her utterly awestruck.

It was a different kind of invincibility, a posture that transcended the imagination.

Fang Yang was not like her sister, Sen Wei, and even less like her brother, Sen Yue!

"What a handsome young man."

Outside the trial grounds, Bai Zhi the Medicine Saint’s eyes lit up at the sight of Fang Yang. "And his fortune is truly a rare sight in this world."

Layman Shuqing, however, shook his head. "No, that’s also due to Fang Yang’s extraordinary talent. Wielding the power of the Saint Realm is not so simple."

Hearing this, Fu Sheng Fairy was deeply shaken. A thought formed in her mind, ’Fang Yang... he can be called a peerless prodigy, the likes of which are seen only once in a generation. Can Qingyun really defeat him?’

He was different.

Fang Yang was completely different from any opponent Yu Qingyun had faced in the past.

At that moment, Daoist Fu Sheng couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat for Yu Qingyun.

Fang Yang was so formidable; making an enemy of him was the worst possible course of action.

But to claim the champion’s title in the Refining Dao Tournament, Fang Yang was an unavoidable obstacle.

As for Sen Yue, he remained silent.

At that moment, besides pondering other matters, Sen Yue was also silently committing this scene to memory.

He planned to recreate this scene the moment he got the chance.

Of course, when that time came, he would also recite a poem.

That way, his grandeur as the Young Venerable would not stoop to the level of the mundane.

...

On the night of the full moon, strange phenomena occurred frequently throughout the Four Images Mystic Realm.

In the White Tiger Valley, Yu Qingyun and Caiwei fought side by side against all challengers.

In the end, Yu Qingyun suppressed the other contenders and obtained a Tier Five opportunity.

It was a Tier Five sword named the Cyan Scale Sword. Its Sword Qi was sharp and fierce, and it could be used as the core of an Attack Array.

However, because the preceding battle had been too intense, Caiwei was severely injured and was forced to withdraw from the trial.

At that moment, Yu Qingyun tightly gripped Caiwei’s hand and promised:

"Rest assured, I will carry your hopes with me and shatter Fang Yang’s myth of invincibility."

Hearing this solemn promise, Caiwei felt a great weight lift from her shoulders. She finally stopped resisting the pulling force of her Token.

More than reaching the end of the Refining Dao Tournament, Caiwei wanted to see Fang Yang and Sen Hui fail.

She had been holding in this frustration for a very, very long time.

No one had ever dared to slap her face before; even her own father couldn’t bear to treat her that way.

But that... that Sen Hui, that low-born daughter of a concubine, had actually dared to strike her for Fang Yang’s sake!

If she didn’t vent this anger, she would never be able to accept it! Never!!

「Elsewhere.」

In the Xuanwu Ocean, Fang Hao had followed Fang Yang’s instructions and had indeed come across a treasure by chance.

But it was different from what Fang Yang had anticipated; he had not obtained the opportunity easily.

Fang Hao had to pay a tremendous price to barely secure this Tier Five opportunity.

One could only say that an opportunity Fang Yang could obtain with ease was one that Fang Hao had to pay a heavy price just for a chance to acquire.

’This opportunity is the Xuanwu Spirit Armor. It has greatly enhanced my defensive capabilities. I can continue to raise my rank on the Celestial Ranking now.’

A joyous smile appeared on Fang Hao’s face.

Vaguely, he seemed to see himself becoming a Dao Seed for the Changkong Clan.

And he was incredibly grateful for Fang Yang’s guidance.

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