pertwk Chapter 517 - 17: Challenge
Chapter 517 - 17: Challenge
Divine Mansion Heavenly Pivot Thunder!
"Thunder Fire!"
"Swift!"
In the quiet room, Fang Zheng sat cross-legged, silently running his Heart Method and Mantra. The True Qi within him circulated, and a ball of thunder fire suddenly emerged from his palm.
The thunder fire was not large, only the size of a fist, but seemed to contain endless variations, flashing forward like lightning.
This is one of the thirty-six divine thunders recorded in the Shenxiao Thunder Skill.
Mainly for Refining the Spirit, Breaking Illusion, Sacrificial Technique...
The cultivation methods in this realm are as vast as the sea, and being ranked among the top Ten Great Divine Skills, Shenxiao Thunder Skill is certainly extraordinary.
Although Fang Zheng has only acquired three types of the thirty-six divine thunders, without the assistance of Inner Cultivation Skills, it is enough to serve as a trump card.
It should be noted,
Each of the thirty-six divine thunders has the terrifying power to destroy Martial Sects and Masters.
However, for Fang Zheng at present, using such thunder skills is too strenuous, and the preparation time is too long, making it almost impossible to use in a real battle.
The thunder fire struck the Buddhist Shrine floating in mid-air, instantly enveloping it.
Within the Divine Mansion Heavenly Pivot Thunder, the Primordial Spirit Consciousness and True Qi attribute of a cultivator quietly infiltrated the core of the Buddhist Shrine.
This process is known as Refinement.
Over time, the Buddhist Shrine will naturally become a presence akin to an external avatar.
In control, it’s at one’s command, as freely as moving an arm.
An ordinary Blood Refining Magical Artifact is somewhat inferior compared to it; perhaps only a Lifebound Magical Artifact, which is connected with one’s life, can match it.
"Buzz..."
"Boom!"
The Buddhist Shrine trembled lightly as the thunder fire dissipated.
With a thought, Fang Zheng made the Buddhist Shrine floating in the air suddenly enlarge and then instantly shrink, moving back and forth.
There was no hindrance during the transformation and movement.
"Phew..."
Exhaling lightly, Fang Zheng murmured to himself:
"The grade of this item is much higher than I imagined. Without a master, it still took more than a year to fully refine."
"I wonder what its power is like?"
"Transform!"
With a low shout, the Buddhist Shrine abruptly expanded, almost filling the entire quiet room, and incorporating Fang Zheng within.
The quiet room was inscribed with an array, which reacted immediately.
Massive fireballs, several rulers’ lengths of wind sabers, struck the Buddhist Shrine, causing continuous booming sounds and vibrations.
After a while.
The Buddhist Shrine shrank and appeared in Fang Zheng’s palm, its surface showed a faint Buddhist glow, with no damage to its exterior.
"It can withstand attacks comparable to a Flawless Martial Artist’s, and with the support of mana input, it can almost be ignored!"
"A Great Mage wanting to break through would need considerable effort even when wielding sharp magical artifacts."
After verification, he nodded in satisfaction.
Of course,
The Buddhist Shrine is not a defensive magical artifact.
Withstanding incoming attacks is merely an additional effect; its primary function is nurturing and suppressing Underworld Soul Ghosts.
"Swoosh!"
Fang Zheng flicked his sleeve, and an item flew out.
Five Ghosts’ Pouch!
Compared to the once inconspicuous cloth pouch, the current Five Ghosts’ Pouch had a shining surface, as if veiled with a faint mysterious glow.
A closer look,
The Five Ghosts’ Pouch resembled a beating live heart, occasionally contracting and expanding over time.
Within it, there was a more terrifying aura, brewing and stirring, causing the room’s array to spontaneously activate.
This aura even surpassed Fang Zheng!
"Relying solely on the Five Ghosts’ Pouch, it is already somewhat unable to suppress the progress of the Five Ghosts uniting; this time, it’s up to you."
With a light chuckle, the Buddhist Shrine released a beam of Buddhist light towards the Five Ghosts’ Pouch, engulfing it.
"Swoosh!"
The Buddhist light contracted, and the Five Ghosts’ Pouch disappeared from its original spot.
Within the Buddhist Shrine, where once was the Great Black Heaven God Statue, now lay a gray cloth pouch.
"Buzz..."
The Buddhist Shrine trembled slightly, and vast, boundless Buddhist chanting emerged out of nowhere, even causing Buddhist texts to appear.
Accompanied by the chanting and the appearance of scriptures, the agitation inside the Five Ghosts’ Pouch gradually calmed down.
"Indeed!"
Fang Zheng’s face showed a joyful expression:
"This item has miraculous effects in suppressing Underworld Soul Ghosts; it may indeed be comparable to a legendary magical treasure."
"No!"
"The Buddhist Shrine is born from nature, perhaps it’s inherently a magical treasure meant to suppress souls."
In any case, the problem of the Five Ghosts is temporarily resolved. Regardless, even if the Five Ghosts united to become a Ghost King, it might not be unable to suppress it, at least for the short term, suppression should not be a problem.
......
The one sitting on the dragon throne ultimately did not survive the winter of this year, passing away on the dragon bed one day.
His death came as a surprise to many.
After all, just days ago, there were rumors in the palace that His Majesty’s condition had improved, and he appeared in the court for discussions several days in a row.
Who could have thought.
His condition suddenly worsened?
Just like that, gone!
The already chaotic situation in the Capital City completely turned into a vortex, engulfing all forces within.
In Gu’an County, Fang Zheng was unaware of the situation in the Capital City, yet he heard through various channels about one high-ranking figure after another encountering misfortune.
In days gone by,
They were beings capable of deciding thousands of lives with a glance, yet now, caught off guard, they met tragic ends.
"Before the late emperor passed, he left a testament choosing the Third Prince to succeed; it is rumored that the Crown Prince’s birth mother has been imprisoned in the cold palace."
"The Su Family launched an attack, denying the testament as left by the late emperor."
"Jizhou is in great chaos!"
"In Yong Province, the White Lotus Sect raised an army, breaking seven cities within three days; the land of five prefectures was entirely plunged into turmoil."
"The Southern Expedition Army was ordered to suppress the chaos!"
"One of the four great generals, General Guo, unexpectedly died; it’s rumored he was besieged and killed by several Masters!"
"..."
The tremors in the court still stir waves below, even Gu’an County is no exception.
On that day.
Snow fell across the sky, chilling the surroundings thoroughly.
In the training ground’s main hall, everyone gathered together, with Fang Zheng sitting upright in the center, playing with the now seven-year-old Fang Luxiang.
Lu Xiang had an extraordinary talent, young in age yet already cultivated mana, a point that made Fang Ping’an quite envious.