The First Venerable of All Paths

Chapter 350 Becoming a Demon? Nine Transformations of Soul Refinement!

"One sword pierces the peak!"

The Phoenix Cry Sword slashed horizontally, unleashing a sharp and chilling sword aura that cleaved through the sky.

The six Divine Intent Realm experts blocking their way did not expect Fang Xuan to be so decisive, attacking as soon as he said he would.

Seeing the sword energy approaching, the six of them simultaneously let out a cold laugh.

"Arrogant!"

"presumptuous!"

"You ignorant fool, how dare you attack the Six Bears of the Wasteland!"

"Let's attack together and kill him!"

The six of them attacked simultaneously, unleashing powerful martial arts techniques that surged through the air, stirring up the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and crashing towards Fang Xuan like a tidal wave.

"Boom!"

The collision of sword energy and martial arts techniques unleashed astonishing energy fluctuations and a deafening roar.

Then they both disappeared.

"Sword cultivators? Nothing special!"

One of them sneered and said in a cold voice, "Watch me kill you with one palm!"

After saying that, he raised his arm, and with a flick of his wrist, a giant palm of spiritual energy slammed directly towards Fang Xuan.

"laugh!"

Before the giant palm could strike Fang Xuan, Fang Xuan vanished from his spot like lightning, appearing before the man like a golden dragon fish, and unleashed another sword strike.

One sword can cleave the river!

This person was only at the first level of the Divine Intent Realm, and he was caught off guard by Fang Xuan's sudden sword strike.

"Pfft!"

As the sword flashed, blood splattered, and the Divine Intent Realm martial artist was reduced to two pieces, falling from mid-air.

"Sixth Brother!"

"Such swift movements, such a sharp sword!"

The remaining five people were all frightened, their faces showing shock.

"No wonder the Merchant Alliance issued a bounty for his capture; he certainly has some skill."

The eldest of the five said in a low voice, "Brothers, don't be careless, let's attack together!"

"Well said! Let's join forces and avenge Old Six!"

The spiritual energy within the five surged, and they unleashed their martial arts once more, attacking Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan's eyes flashed with a cold light, and with a swing of his Phoenix Cry Sword, he unleashed a chilling sword aura.

These sword energies instantly condensed into a sword array, enveloping Fang Xuan within it.

"Boom!"

Several attacks landed, but were all blocked by the sword formation and shattered into countless fragments.

"go!"

After breaking through the attacks of several people, Fang Xuan pointed his sword tip forward slightly.

The sword formation emitted a buzzing sound and spun as it flew toward the five people.

In the blink of an eye, the five powerful individuals were enveloped by the sword formation.

"cut!"

Fang Xuan's face turned grim, and within the sword formation, domineering and chilling sword energy erupted like a volcano.

"Hiss hiss hiss!"

The void was cleaved open by the sword energy, leaving sword marks on everyone's bodies.

"It's a sword formation!"

The oldest martial artist's expression changed drastically, and he roared, "Brothers, stop holding back! Break the sword formation now, or we'll all die here!"

The other four were also shocked.

Only by personally fighting Fang Xuan could one realize just how terrifying this guy, wanted by the Merchant Alliance, truly was.

Sword formation—this is a high-level sword technique that even ordinary sword cultivators haven't been able to master.

It can increase its own power several times over.

Fortunately, they were all experts at the Divine Realm, each with their own trump cards for survival.

With their superior numbers, they joined forces and broke through the sword formation.

Before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the moment the sword formation broke, the four of them showed expressions of horror.

Because a sea of ​​fire, radiating intense heat, poured down like a celestial river overflowing its banks, engulfing them once more.

"The flames of war will spread!"

The full power of the Undying Phoenix Flame erupted at this moment.

Although it lacks the sharpness of sword energy, its power is more violent, more domineering, and its range is wider.

"Heavenly Fire?!"

The four of them screamed, their faces filled with despair.

Heavenly fire swept over them, falling upon them and setting them ablaze.

No matter how hard they tried to extinguish the heavenly fire, they couldn't put it out. Instead, it rapidly depleted their spiritual energy and blood.

"Tang Xuan, you old dog have ruined us brothers!"

The oldest martial artist had now turned into a human torch, his flesh sizzling.

Finally, with a "bang," it exploded in mid-air.

"Bang bang bang!"

The other three also exploded one after another, their souls scattered.

Only one person remained, who managed to withstand the burning of the heavenly fire by relying on two high-level talismans, and fled into the distance without looking back.

But before he could get very far, a sharp, giant claw suddenly slammed down from mid-air.

"puff!"

The martial artist, who thought he had escaped death, only managed to let out a scream before exploding into a cloud of blood mist.

"A mere ant dares to try and rob people on the road? They deserve to die!"

The Crimson Scale Demon Emperor snorted coldly, looked at Fang Xuan who had withdrawn the Heavenly Fire, and said, "Fang Xuan, why do I feel that the power of your Undying Phoenix Fire seems to be even stronger than before?"

From the moment he was intercepted by the six men to the moment Fang Xuan made his move and killed them, it only took a dozen or so breaths.

These so-called Six Heroes of the Wasteland all perished, their souls scattered and their spirits dispersed.

"It's just a little fire control technique."

Fang Xuan remained calm, showing little sign of pride.

"Let's go, someone else is coming."

Moreover, this time there are more people, and their cultivation levels are also higher.

"Let's go, let's go!"

The Crimson Scale Demon Emperor transformed into a tiny snake, perched on Fang Xuan's shoulder, and flew away together on a sword.

By the time the martial artists who had sensed the fighting arrived, Fang Xuan had already vanished.

"Should we continue?"

"What's the point of chasing him? Even the Six Heroes of the Wasteland were killed by that guy. If we chase after him, we'll just be throwing our lives away."

"That's right. The Merchant Alliance's bounty is generous, but you have to be alive to enjoy it."

"Besides, the area ahead is deep within the Sunset Wasteland, where only martial artists at least at the third level of the Divine Intent Realm are qualified to enter. Let's not join in the fun."

Fang Xuan had no idea that the six people who had blocked his path were quite well-known in the Sunset Wasteland.

With the fall of the six, the number of people pursuing Fang Xuan decreased, but their cultivation levels increased.

On two separate occasions, Fang Xuan was almost targeted by two experts at the fourth level of the Divine Intent Realm.

Fortunately, he noticed in advance and changed direction in time, thus shaking off the two.

However, Fang Xuan's injuries had not yet fully healed, and such high-intensity sword flight caused even greater depletion of his internal energy.

"We can't go any further. We need to find a place to rest and recover."

Fang Xuan released his divine soul to find a suitable hiding place.

Fortunately, Fang Xuan was lucky and soon found a cave.

The cave is located halfway up a cliff and appears to be an abandoned monster's lair.

Fang Xuan saw some stark white skeletons inside the cave, and a strong, pungent stench filled the cave.

Instead of destroying the monster's lair, Fang Xuan used the Phoenix Cry Sword to carve out a cave deep inside the lair.

After erasing all traces of the nest, it then plunged into the cave.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Fang Xuan flung out several array flags, quickly setting up a concealment array to completely mask the auras of Fang Xuan and the Crimson Scale Demon Emperor.

"call!"

After doing all this, Fang Xuan sat cross-legged on the ground and began to pant heavily.

Large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he seemed to be in pain.

"Fang Xuan, are you alright?"

The Crimson Scale Demon Emperor was startled and said, "Don't scare me! If you die, I'll die too."

Fang Xuan had no time to pay attention to the Crimson Scale Demon Emperor.

Right now, he felt his mind pounding violently, as if it were about to explode.

Not only that, the two heavenly flames also manifested uncontrollably, enveloping Fang Xuan, alternating between blue and red, which was extremely strange.

"Sizzle!"

His clothes were torn, revealing Fang Xuan's strong and muscular body.

Fang Xuan's spine writhed like a dragon, as if something was about to burst out of his body.

"Has he gone mad from practicing qi cultivation?"

Upon seeing this, the Crimson Scale Demon Emperor exclaimed in shock.

His voice was filled with terror.

"Damn it, I don't want to die here!"

The Crimson Scale Demon Emperor was enveloped in demonic energy. He raised a claw, attempting to help Fang Xuan suppress the power within his body.

But before the Crimson Scale Demon King's claws could get close to Fang Xuan, the two natal flying swords automatically emerged from their sword boxes and slashed at the Crimson Scale Demon King.

As the sword energy burst forth, the Crimson Scale Demon Emperor let out a miserable cry and was sent flying, crashing into the wall.

The flying sword possesses a spirit and will protect its master on its own!

"It's all over, it's all over, I'm really going to be in trouble this time."

The Crimson Scale Demon Emperor shook his head and scrambled to his feet, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

Protected by the flying sword, the Crimson Scale Demon Emperor was unable to make contact with Fang Xuan, let alone help him suppress his rampaging power.

Just as the Crimson Scale Demon Emperor was filled with despair, a heavy, profound, mysterious, and majestic aura suddenly erupted from Fang Xuan's body.

The Chaos Sacred Body operates on its own.

Golden lines continuously emerged from Fang Xuan's dantian and climbed up his skin.

Upon closer inspection, there were as many as twelve.

Immediately afterwards, another golden pattern emerged from the dantian.

However, this line runs from the coccyx all the way to the back of Fang Xuan's head, and is much deeper and thicker than the other golden lines.

It merges with the writhing spine, like a golden dragon.

"boom!"

After the thirteenth golden line appeared, Fang Xuan's aura suddenly surged.

The two heavenly flames were absorbed into his body one after the other.

Then the spine also calmed down.

"This is......"

The Crimson Scale Demon Emperor was dumbfounded.

"Oh dear, I'm such a pig-brain, I forgot that this guy has the Chaos Saint Body."

The Crimson Scale Demon Emperor chuckled again: "As expected of this emperor, I am blessed with good fortune and have survived another day."

At this moment, Fang Xuan formed hand seals, continuously circulating and controlling the Chaos Sacred Body to suppress its rampaging power.

However, the spiritual power within his sea of ​​consciousness continued to churn.

"Loss of control of the spirit is far more serious than a runaway of blood and qi."

Fang Xuan hadn't expected that his soul would suddenly go out of control.

If not handled properly, at best one will become an idiot, at worst one will die and perish.

"It's a crisis, but also an opportunity!"

Fang Xuan made a quick decision.

His spiritual power had already reached the peak of the second rank, and he was just one step away from breaking through to the third rank.

Now that his soul is out of control, Fang Xuan plans to use a secret technique from the "Thousand Souls Illusionary Dream Technique" to break through his soul barrier.

"Nine Transformations of Soul Refinement, Rebirth from Death!"

Fang Xuan changed the hand seals, and the out-of-control divine soul power exploded in his sea of ​​consciousness like fireworks.

"snort!"

As his divine soul exploded, Fang Xuan let out a muffled groan, then quickly steadied himself and began to gather the scattered divine soul.

In the blink of an eye, the scattered divine soul power merged back together.

However, Fang Xuan's soul did not break through at this point.

"One change isn't enough for me to break through, so I'll try two, three, four changes!"

The Soul Refinement Transforms Nine Times, Each Transformation Brings a New Level of Understanding.

Each time one's spirit is scattered, it's a huge gamble.

You made the right bet; you've survived against all odds!

A wrong gamble can lead to utter ruin!

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