Man is in the heavens, parasitic on the way

Seeing this scene, they dared not hesitate, divine power erupted from their bodies, and divine light shot up into the sky.

A Golden Crow burning with scorching white flames soared into the sky, flapping its wings to meet the attack with boundless heat; sword energy surged into the sky,庚金之气 (Geng Jin Qi) gushed forth, and sword beams broke through the air; lightning flashed and thunder roared, and a giant Thunder Dragon roared…

Especially the Mountain Lord who was in the True One realm, his divine abilities were particularly astonishing.

Crimson light, crystal clear like diamonds, rained down, seemingly beautiful, but in reality extremely dangerous. Wherever it passed, a ‘hissing’ sound could be heard as the light melted everything.

Great Dao runes spread out like a vast ocean, various precious techniques and divine abilities were unleashed, and they attacked with all their might.

Instantly, the void twisted and constantly cracked, and dark and deep fissures spread and expanded.

Large areas of mountains containing divine beauty exploded on the spot.

These six individuals completely disregarded the creatures on the other mountains!

Six individuals working together, five of whom had ignited their divine fire, and one had even become a True God. With such strength, sweeping through the major forces of the Lower Realm was effortless.

However, a golden vortex appeared, absorbing all the precious techniques and divine abilities, completely neutralizing them.

This was a usage of the Kun Peng Law.

When the Kun Peng used it, its Peng feathers would spread out, and countless vortices would appear, capable of easily refining and dissolving incoming divine abilities and precious techniques.

The golden seed, the size of a finger joint, trembled slightly, and golden radiance spread out, as if an extra sun had appeared in the sky above Yi Mountain.

Within the golden light, wisps of smoke rose from the bodies of the six powerhouses of Yi Mountain, and their figures rapidly faded.

"What kind of divine ability is this…" The Mountain Lord in the True One realm let out a terrified shriek.

Then, his body quickly blurred, and then disappeared, leaving only a precious bone radiating crimson light on the spot.

As for the other cultivators in the Divine Fire realm, they disappeared without making a sound, each leaving behind a bone fragment radiating precious light on the spot.

Clearly, the six powerhouses of Yi Mountain were not part of the Human Clan.

Afterward, the golden radiance rained down, actually penetrating buildings and rocks, shining into many secret chambers, and illuminating everything.

As the golden radiance shone, the cultivators in the Venerable realm and Array Formation realm melted away one after another, completely perishing on the spot.

He did not kill all the creatures of Yi Mountain, but only dealt with a few direct relatives of the six powerhouses.

Judging from the remaining precious bones, there were very few pure-blooded creatures in Yi Mountain; the other creatures were all serving as servants to the few pure-blooded creatures.

The golden radiance flashed, and the six precious bones on the ground disappeared, and the golden seed, the size of a finger joint, in the air disappeared.

In a hidden place in Yi Mountain, a bloody altar was placed. Ripples appeared in the void, and the golden seed, the size of a finger joint, appeared.

With a flash of golden radiance, the bloody altar was torn into four pieces, collapsing on the spot.

After shattering this altar, Fang Ming's mind moved, and he appeared before a sealed Cave Heaven.

The golden radiance turned into sword energy and swept across. The restrictions here were destroyed, and the gray stone door covered with patterns was turned into powder, revealing the scene inside the treasure vault.

Inside, precious light flickered, and various anomalies appeared. Many rare materials circulated with radiant light, and divine power fluctuations spread.

This place was magnificent, with a large amount of precious materials piled up, auspicious energy gushing forth, extremely peaceful.

Fang Ming's divine sense swept across, searching very seriously.

Although it was unlikely to have anything extraordinary, what if? What if, like the Devouring Sparrow, the cultivators of Yi Mountain had a mountain of treasures but didn't know it? Then he would make a huge profit!

"Hmm, there is something after all." In his inner world, Fang Ming was slightly surprised.

Fang Ming's divine sense dragged a fist-sized gray-black stone out from the pile of materials.

A little golden radiance fell, and instantly, this fist-sized stone released a scorching divine light, illuminating the entire treasure vault, making it completely transparent, like a sun.

This was a Sun Stone, formed from a star in the sky that had been cut down. It contained the power of the extreme sun and was a very rare divine material.

Although it was not as good as immortal gold, it could still be useful.

After finding this Sun Stone, Fang Ming became very interested and searched even more seriously.

Unfortunately, even a long-standing force like Yi Mountain did not have too many true divine materials.

One Sun Stone was already remarkable.

The Eight Regions of the Lower Realm were ultimately incomparable to the Upper Realm; it was impossible for such a Small Thousand World to contain too many divine materials.

After all, only a small part of the star river in the sky was real; the majority were just false projections.

With a thought, a golden vortex appeared, sweeping the treasure vault clean.

Since he had come, he might as well take what he could.

Space rippled, and the golden seed, the size of a finger joint, disappeared.

At the edge of the Desolate Region, in front of the thick ‘region wall’, the golden seed, the size of a finger joint, appeared out of thin air.

With a crisp ‘crack’ sound, a crack appeared on the incredibly thick region wall, a flash of golden radiance, and the golden seed, the size of a finger joint, disappeared.

The Immortal Palace had more than one foundation in the Lower Realm. Since he had started, Fang Ming naturally wanted to uproot them all.

Before long, Fang Ming appeared in the Heaven Domain, silently breaking into a famous sacred mountain in the Heaven Domain - Heaven Mountain.

A quarter of an hour later, the Heavenly God array of Heaven Mountain collapsed, and Fang Ming disappeared.

Soon, he appeared in the Zhou Domain, breaking into a sacred mountain in the Zhou Domain.

Fang Ming went through the Hong Domain and the Earth Domain, completely uprooting the foundations of the Immortal Palace in the Lower Realm.

Unfortunately, after uprooting several foundations of the Immortal Palace in the Lower Realm, he did not obtain too many valuable things.

The Sun Stone obtained from Yi Mountain earlier was the biggest gain of this trip.

Desolate Region, Butian Pavilion.

Shi Hao felt his hair sink, and then he saw the golden seed, the size of a finger joint, hanging back in its original position.

After returning to his role as a pendant, Fang Ming re-immersed himself in the inheritance of the Supreme Hall.

He had not yet fully mastered all the precious techniques of the Supreme Hall and still needed to work hard.

Moreover, he had not yet comprehended the precious techniques obtained from the Devouring Sparrow and the White Tiger of Xiling Beast Mountain, so he had plenty to keep him busy.

Several days passed, and the events that occurred at Butian Pavilion finally leaked out.

The Desolate Region was shaken, and the major forces were inexplicably horrified.

Nothing else, the pressure that filled the area within tens of thousands of miles of Butian Pavilion that day was too terrifying.

The high-ranking officials of the major forces unanimously speculated that a God had descended upon Butian Pavilion.

However, even so, they were unable to do anything to Butian Pavilion.

The God disappeared, and Butian Pavilion was unharmed!

After this battle, the prestige of Butian Pavilion was soaring, subtly showing signs of becoming the number one force in the Desolate Region.

All the little schemes of the various forces disappeared.

For a while, no one dared to have any designs on Butian Pavilion.

The lessons from the past were vivid.

The major forces sent envoys one after another to make friends, wanting to inquire about what had happened.

In fact, the creatures within tens of thousands of miles that day were so intimidated by the divine might that they fainted directly, and very few people knew what happened.

Even the cultivators who did not faint only knew that a strong person had descended upon Butian Pavilion that day, and then a mysterious existence fought with him and killed him.

Only Shi Hao alone knew the general details.

Even the high-ranking officials of Butian Pavilion who did not faint did not know what level of battle it was that day.

Even if they knew, no one dared to spread it.

The scene of Fang Ming instantly killing nearly a hundred thousand creatures was still vivid in their minds, and they dared not gamble whether Fang Ming would be displeased if they leaked it.

Western Sect headquarters, two figures enveloped in golden sacred radiance stood before a golden altar.

A few days ago, when the news arrived, the two of them were on tenterhooks, filled with fear, and they would guard this altar connecting to the Upper Realm every day.

This place was the core of their sect, with layers of restrictions and profound arrays.

Only here could their hearts find a trace of peace.

Suddenly, the altar glowed brightly, and the light intertwined to form golden characters.

Browsing the words that appeared on the altar, the two who had been waiting by the altar for a long time finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The content of the text was very simple, the general meaning being that they should act as if nothing had happened, and the Sect Master from the Upper Realm would handle this matter in the future.

"In that case, we can rest assured." One of them spoke, and the heavy stone hanging in their hearts fell to the ground.

"That's right, our Sect Master is a taboo existence, and with a Supreme like him taking action, it is naturally foolproof." The other nodded in agreement.

After receiving the reply from the Upper Realm, the two left this place.

Just as they stepped out of this hidden place, a golden Buddha light descended from the sky, transforming into a bald cultivator wearing golden robes.

This person said with an anxious expression, "Reporting to Venerable, news has come from Little Western Heaven that Yi Mountain in the Desolate Region has been flattened, and the Gods who lived there have all disappeared."

Yi Mountain, that was the foundation of the Immortal Palace from the Upper Realm in the Lower Realm. There was more than one existence who had ignited the divine fire there, and there was even a True God Mountain Lord in the True One realm.

If they had heard this news before, they would have been in a panic, but now that they had received the message from the Upper Realm, they were fearless of anything.

One of them said, "It's fine. If the Demon attacks, we have a corresponding strategy. Everything should proceed as usual."

As the words fell, he waved his hand, signaling for this person to leave.

After the person who reported left, the two main persons in charge of the Western Sect in the Lower Realm looked at each other, and with a tacit understanding, they turned back and walked towards the altar.

Another half a month passed, and in front of the mountain gate of Butian Pavilion, Shi Hao waved goodbye to some acquaintances from Butian Pavilion.

"I'm leaving, don't see me off!"

On his shoulder, the golden Zhu Yan furball squeaked; beside him, Old Two Bald Kong Qiuji, the remnant Big Red Bird carrying a package, and Qing Feng stood quietly to the side.

Having been out for so long, he wanted to return to the village to receive the baptism and prepare to open ten Cave Heavens.

After saying goodbye, Shi Hao and his group traveled at an extremely fast speed, passing through many mountain ranges, and after experiencing many battles, they finally approached the area where Stone Village was located.

"I'm back!"

Shi Hao was excited. Looking at the familiar mountain range ahead, he had trained his body in this mountain range, undergoing rigorous cultivation.

He left Stone Village to venture out at the age of eight and a half, and two years had passed in a flash. He felt a little hesitant about returning home.

"This brutal child was born in this godforsaken place? In this kind of place, isn't it just a small mountain village!" The fiery Big Red Bird muttered softly. It had come to seek knowledge.

"What the hell do you know!" Shi Hao reached out and fiercely hit its head, mocking, "You uncultured bird, do you know there's a saying that mountains aren't famous for their height but for the presence of immortals, and waters aren't deep but for the presence of dragons?"

"You still need to learn a lot. I told you to go to the Scripture Pavilion to read more bone books, but you didn't!" Shi Hao glared at it.

"For the sake of becoming a disciple, I'll endure!" The Big Red Bird was indignant, but when it thought of that Vermilion Bird feather, and when it thought of the brutal child agreeing to introduce him to a teacher, its anger subsided.

It really wanted to improve.

As he walked, Shi Hao seemed to remember something and took the golden seed, the size of a finger joint, from his hair, saying, "Xuantian Senior, we'll be in Stone Village soon. When we get there, I'll introduce you to our Stone Village's Sacrificial Spirit. You two will definitely have a great time talking."

He didn't forget what he had said in the Small Thousand World of the Hundred Shattering Mountains.

The golden seed, the size of a finger joint, flashed with golden radiance, as if responding to his words.

In his inner world, Fang Ming was comprehending the Dao, with only a small amount of divine sense on alert for the surroundings, so he simply gave a perfunctory response.