The Yuhua Sect had one hundred and eight true disciples, each occupying a peak where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered and the scenery was beautiful, presiding over the overall situation. At times, they also went down the mountain to teach those outer sect disciples and inner sect disciples, selecting reliable confidants from among them.
True disciples held immense power and extremely formidable strength.
However, they were also divided into different ranks. Among the one hundred and eight true disciples, one of the most powerful disciples was this "Hua Tiandu." Even in the world of Daoist arts, he possessed the title "Tiandu Zi." He stood on an equal footing with the various grand elders of the ten sects of the Immortal Path.
He was also rumored in the world of Daoist arts to be the expert with the greatest hope of breaking through the tenth realm of the Divine Ability Realm and stepping into the Longevity Realm.
His power was boundless, his Daoist arts immeasurable.
The Heavenly Rooster Extreme Yang Rope was the magical treasure he used before attaining the Dao. Now that his divine abilities were extremely high, he no longer needed this magical treasure, so he lent it out to Senior Sister Mo, allowing her to slay demonic evildoers of the Demon Sect and obtain the sect's Yin-Yang Ten Thousand Life Pill reward, so that when she became a true disciple in the future, she would be his person.
"I sensed that a problem suddenly occurred with the Heavenly Rooster Extreme Yang Rope, losing its telepathic connection with my mind, and I knew something had happened. Who took away this pure Yang supreme treasure!"
Hua Tiandu did not pay attention to Yuan Jiankong's words. Instead, his expression was icy cold. The surrounding air suddenly turned freezing, and a thick layer of ice shell actually condensed on the ground.
Especially that Senior Sister Mo, the several inner sect disciples, as well as the prince and young master of the Great De Dynasty, the Prince of Bao, along with Liu Kang, were all directly frozen within a giant block of ice, like ice coffins, freezing their bodily functions along with the poisonous souls inside.
Chatter, chatter, chatter…
Emerald light flickered on Yuan Jiankong's body, and his teeth chattered loudly. He actually felt a deep chill, as if he himself was going to be frozen stiff.
With his cultivation at the Divine Transformation realm of the physical body and wearing a Spirit Artifact magical garment, he was unable to endure the cold wave from a casual wave of "Hua Tiandu." One could see just how powerful "Hua Tiandu's" divine abilities were.
"Senior Brother Hua's Heavenly Cold Profound Nether Force is simply something that even ghosts and gods would be shocked by. If it hit my body, I'm afraid that even if I wore ten Spirit Artifact magical garments, I would be instantly frozen into powder and my body shattered."
Yuan Jiankong thought in shock.
The Heavenly Cold Profound Nether Force was one of the eight great divine abilities of the Yuhua Sect. Once unleashed, the cold wave was profound, freezing heaven and earth, sealing great rivers in ice, and was extremely sharp.
Now, "Hua Tiandu" was using the Heavenly Cold Profound Nether Force not to kill, but to save people, freezing their vitality. One could see that his skillful application had already reached a state of perfection and superb mastery.
"Senior Brother Hua, our flying swords have all been lost, and the Pink Prince is also not present. It must be the Pink Prince who snatched away all these Spirit Artifacts. My Silver Snake Sword was also defiled by the Six Desires Yin Lightning. I hope Senior Brother Hua can uphold justice for me."
Yuan Jiankong was extremely reluctant to part with his Silver Snake Sword.
"I must first bring them back to the sect. As for the matter of the lost Spirit Artifact magical treasures, we will talk about it later. Yuan Jiankong, I have told you many times, relying on Spirit Artifacts can only enhance destructive power, and has no benefit to your own cultivation. By losing the Silver Snake Sword, you might have the possibility to step into the Divine Ability Realm."
Hua Tiandu smiled coldly: "However, the Heavenly Rooster Extreme Yang Rope is no small matter. For someone to be able to instantly erase the spiritual imprints I left within it, that is absolutely not something the Pink Prince's cultivation could accomplish. Even ten Pink Princes couldn't do it. I suspect an elder-level figure of the Demon Sect took action. I must return and notify the sect elders and the supreme sect leader! You come back with me first. I will have the elders bestow you with a new flying sword."
As he spoke, Hua Tiandu opened his five fingers, and a white cloud the size of several acres flew down from the sky, lifting all these frozen people and flying into the sky. At the same time, he stepped onto the white cloud, and the white cloud slowly departed.
This white cloud was not a magical treasure, but cloud vapor he directly transported down from the sky using his divine abilities, condensing it into a formation with magical power to ride the clouds.
This temporarily condensed white cloud was far more powerful than magical treasures.
The great divine ability of soaring the clouds and riding the mist!
Yuan Jiankong hurriedly followed the white cloud, flying at low altitude.
Spirit Artifact level magical garments could not fly too high; they could only glide at low altitude, and the speed could not be too fast, otherwise the intense heavenly winds would directly scatter the protection, causing the circulation of magical power to stagnate, dropping them from the sky to immediate death.
Even when Fang Han rode the immortal crane, it was the same; he could not fly into the cloud layer and could only fly below the air currents. Even so, Fang Han still had to hide within the crane fairy's feathers.
"Fang Han, how could you instantly make the Pink Prince's corpse disappear? What kind of magical treasure is on your body exactly? Even if it's a Treasure Artifact, it's impossible for it to possess its own cavern heaven and open up a void! Unless, unless what's on your body is a legendary 'Dao Artifact.' Only Dao Artifact level magical treasures can claim their own void; a palm-sized gourd could contain all things."
Suddenly landing on a sand dune, Princess Hongyi stared fixedly at Fang Han's body, looking him up and down, as if trying to discern some clue.
She could not help but be shocked.
Just now when Fang Han collected the "Pink Prince's" corpse, he could actually make the corpse completely vanish. This definitely meant he had a legendary Dao Artifact on his body!
A Dao Artifact!
What concept was this?
For a sect of the Immortal Path as large as the Yuhua Sect, with a long history ten or a hundred times that of many dynasties, it only possessed a few Dao Artifacts up to the present.
"The fewer people who know the secrets on my body, the better. Knowing too much truly has no benefit for you, Princess. It's better not to ask too much. I have already erased the poisonous soul inside the True Blue Sword, as well as Senior Sister Mo's blood spirit. You can drip blood to refine it now."
Fang Han casually moved his hand, and a mass of Yellow Springs water vapor appeared. From within it, he drew out that "True Blue Sword" and handed it to Princess Hongyi.
"Alright, I won't ask anymore. Our killing of Liu Kang and taking these flying swords is considered a monumental secret. If the Yuhua Sect elders find out, it would definitely be handled by the sect rules. Fortunately, no one saw us do this. When we go back later, we can say we were saved by someone, or we can say we luckily escaped with our lives. Anyway, we can make up anything; the Yuhua Sect won't investigate two outer sect disciples with low strength like us in detail."
Princess Hongyi used the sword to slice her own finger, dripping fresh blood onto it. Immediately, there was a feeling of blood and flesh connection with the True Blue Sword.
This True Blue Sword had already had the blood spirit inside washed away by the water of the Yellow Springs River, and was now a blank sheet of paper, akin to being freshly forged. With Princess Hongyi dripping blood onto it, a mental telepathy was established. In the future, even if it killed someone and was stained with others' blood, it could not be blood-refined by others.
A blank sheet of paper; once you drew a picture on it yourself, others could no longer draw on it. Unless it was an expert in the Divine Ability Realm who erased the original blood spirit and restored it to a blank sheet.
After nicely refining the True Blue Sword, Princess Hongyi was very satisfied, "Let's go to Blue Moon City. Remember, the flying swords absolutely cannot be exposed, and this Blood Cotton Demonic Garment you're wearing is too eye-catching; it cannot be seen by others."
"Right!" Fang Han took off the Blood Cotton Demonic Garment on his body and put it into the Yellow Springs Diagram. "Let's walk to Blue Moon City. The Blood Cotton Demonic Garment flies too low and can't enter the clouds; on the ground, it would be seen by experts. The immortal crane is the same."
As they spoke, their bodies sprinted forward, treading on the yellow sand on foot, rushing towards Blue Moon City in the center of the desert.
Walking in the desert continuously for three days, many oases finally appeared before their eyes, along with a long river, blue sky, and clear water. Along the way, Fang Han and Princess Hongyi sparred in martial arts and practiced swordsmanship every day. He felt that he had tempered himself to be extremely resilient, faintly on the verge of stepping into the Spirit Communion realm.
"This is the Blue Moon River! Following the Blue Moon River down, we will reach the Blue Moon Kingdom. However, be careful on this journey. Sand bandits along with demonic men from the underground abyss have besieged the Blue Moon Kingdom. Along the river in this area, there will definitely be armies of sand bandits and demonic men setting up camp."
Princess Hongyi reminded him.
Just as her voice fell, suddenly, a heaven-shaking black smoke burst out on the distant Blue Moon River, like wolf smoke, charging straight toward the sky.
"Heavenly Wolf Seven Malice Smoke!"
Fang Han's mind stirred, and he hurriedly pulled Princess Hongyi to lie flat on the ground.
Subsequently, he saw that surrounding the wolf smoke, a streak of purple lightning circled, like thunderbolt Yin lightning, and blade light suddenly appeared, chopping the smoke pillar into two segments.
"Purple Lightning Yin Thunder Blade! It's Fang Qingxue!"
Fang Han's heart violently twitched.