Demons also possess high intelligence.
As a late-stage Phecda Realm great demon, the Nether Beast is no exception.
Over the years, countless human experts have perished at its hands, leading to a stockpile of treasures in its lair.
The ground here is littered with spirit stones. Although it cannot directly absorb the spiritual energy from these stones, the sheer number of them gathered together allows it to utilize the dispersed spiritual energy.
In addition, the lair is filled with various weapons—swords, spears, sabers, and halberds—all well-preserved and gleaming, clearly valuable.
Fang Ling glanced around and was immediately drawn to an object.
It was a dark golden stone tablet, half-buried in the ground, with radiant characters carved on it.
He stepped forward and carefully excavated the entire tablet, but it was incomplete, with a noticeable break at the bottom.
After searching the lair, he couldn’t find the missing half.
Returning his attention to the tablet, he studied the characters, and what he discovered shocked him.
It was ancient Sanskrit!
To his knowledge, this script had long been obsolete in the outside world.
He recognized it because several of the white-browed old monk’s Buddhist scriptures were written in Sanskrit.
“Tianluo Divine Art… this is what those people are searching for.”
“It seems the Tianluo Sect is quite significant; this divine art is no ordinary technique!”
Although the tablet was incomplete, the missing part didn’t seem to affect the overall cultivation method.
The Tianluo Divine Art is divided into two parts.
The upper part is the main scripture, which only the sect leaders can cultivate.
The lower part is the auxiliary scripture for all sect members.
Those who cultivate the main scripture can instantly absorb the cultivation of those who practice the auxiliary scripture, merging it with their own.
However, this effect is temporary and lasts only a short time.
Even so, it is incredibly powerful, allowing one to gain immense explosive power in a short period.
But the cost is significant; absorbing a large amount of cultivation at once can be too much for the body to handle.
After using it, the practitioner will suffer permanent damage.
If too much cultivation is absorbed at once, it could even lead to the body exploding and death.
He suspected that the missing part of the tablet contained a solution to this flaw.
Unfortunately, that part of the tablet wasn’t here, so he couldn’t know for sure.
“No wonder they keep mentioning this divine art.”
“Whoever obtains the main scripture essentially holds their lives in their hands,” he thought.
He then patted the Nether Beast’s golden horn and said, “Collect everything in your lair!”
The Nether Beast immediately opened its mouth, sucking in all the spirit stones and various treasures in the lair.
Inside its body is an extremely vast alternate space, capable of storing not just inanimate objects but even living beings.
However, this space is empty, and living beings cannot survive long after being swallowed.
The once treasure-filled lair became barren in an instant.
…
Outside the Nether Beast’s lair.
Yun Shuiqing and the others were positioned around, ready for action.
It’s said that one should never enter a dangerous lair, so they had been guarding the vicinity since they arrived.
At this moment, the demonic aura from the lair suddenly surged out, heightening the tension.
“Everyone, get ready! This beast is coming out!” Yun Shuiqing said sternly.
She was enveloped in a green spiritual light, holding a jade ruyi in her palm.
Man Tianning had fused with his gray snake, transforming into a giant python.
The ten-zhang-long body stood like a mountain of flesh, flicking its tongue and exuding a terrifying aura.
Qing Yeshi, no longer lazy, emitted a continuous stream of toxic green spiritual energy, forming a personal avatar behind him.
Hu Yue’s body had grown several times larger, becoming a small giant with bulging muscles full of explosive power.
The valiant Water Guard Youyu stood on one leg on a branch, with three spearheads gleaming coldly behind her.
The sinister Fire Guard Yan Jun was engulfed in peach-colored flames, giving off an illusion of space distortion.
These six individuals, each a top-tier expert in the South Sun Kingdom, still felt uncertain facing the great demon Nether Beast, even when working together.
Clop, clop…
The Nether Beast’s hooves, covered in keratin as hard as refined metal, made a crisp sound as it walked.
This sound, like a death knell, echoed in the six people’s ears.
But when the Nether Beast emerged from the lair, they were all stunned!
There was someone on its back! This level of demon was actually willing to be ridden!
And the rider was none other than the suddenly missing Fang Ling.
“What kind of dark magic did you use to control the Nether Beast?” Man Tianning, in his python form, exclaimed.
As soon as he spoke, he suddenly screamed and began rolling on the ground.
The giant python’s rolling caused a massive tremor, with rocks tumbling down, creating a terrifying scene.
But moments later, everything calmed down.
His fusion with the snake was broken, and he knelt weakly on the ground.
The gray snake lay beside him, not daring to move.
Python Lord looked up at Fang Ling and understood everything.
The gray snake’s abnormal behavior last night and its disobedience today, forcibly breaking the fusion state, were all due to fear—not of the Nether Beast, but of Fang Ling on its back!
His heart sank, and his face turned pale.
“I’m doomed for provoking such a figure…”
Recalling his words and actions from last night, he could already see his fate.
“Who are you, really?” Hu Yue asked sternly.
Fang Ling countered, “Who do you think I am?”
Hu Yue was silent, unsure how to respond.
But Yun Shuiqing suddenly floated in front of Fang Ling, half-kneeling.
“Charm Emissary Yun Shuiqing, greets the Sect Leader!” she called out urgently.
Fang Ling emerging from the Nether Beast’s lair meant that the Tianluo Divine Art was in his hands.
And the rule of the Tianluo Sect was that whoever obtained the Tianluo Divine Art became the Sect Leader.
Fang Ling’s strength was unfathomable; they couldn’t take it from him even if they tried.
Seeing Yun Shuiqing take the lead, Qing Yeshi quickly followed suit, kneeling as well.
“Wood Guard Qing Yeshi, greets the Sect Leader!”
Fang Ling had initially planned to use these Tianluo Sect experts for his cultivation.
But after witnessing the power of the Tianluo Divine Art, he had other ideas.
With so many ready-made subordinates, it would be a waste not to use them.
In the future, whether investigating enemies or handling other matters, he would need help.
Hu Yue, with his fierce nature, suspected that Fang Ling had merely stumbled upon a special method to deal with demons.
He wasn’t ready to give up on the Tianluo Divine Art, even if it cost him his life.
“If you can withstand my punch, you can do whatever you want with me!” he declared.
With a bang, he leaped into the air, his powerful force causing a sonic boom.
Suspended in mid-air, his veins bulged, and his muscles seemed ready to explode.
“Tiger Fiend Fist!”
In an instant, he threw a hundred thousand punches!
The immense power and high-density strikes sank the ground, causing rocks to roll and dust to rise.
But at the core of the impact, Fang Ling didn’t even flinch.
The Chaos Sacred Body’s physical strength was far beyond that of ordinary bodies.
Moreover, his realm was far superior to Hu Yue’s, making him impervious to the attacks.
Hu Yue saw it all and lowered his head in self-deprecation.
“I overestimated myself…”
“Having offended you, do as you wish,” he said.
Fang Ling replied, “Your strength is not bad. Will you submit?”
“Of course!” Hu Yue stepped forward and half-knelt, “Tiger Lord Hu Yue, greets the Sect Leader!”
Water and Fire Guards, Youyu and Yan Jun, exchanged glances and quickly stepped forward to pay their respects as well.
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