"Oh no! She discovered the Yellow Springs Dragon Diagram! Is it life or death?" Fang Han did not expect Fang Qingxue to be so straightforward, directly slicing open his clothes with a finger, leaving his upper body bare.
He had always worn the Yellow Springs Diagram as an inner garment, and now that his clothes were completely stripped open, that diagram would be exposed.
Once the diagram was exposed, the consequences would be unimaginable.
At this moment, murderous intent abruptly rose in Fang Han's heart, and he even had an urge to draw his sword and assassinate Fang Qingxue! However, he also knew that Fang Qingxue was not a Shura; she was an expert at the fourth tier of the Divine Ability Realm.
A Shura was only equivalent to an expert of the first or second tier, and was worlds apart from Fang Qingxue. If Fang Han suddenly assassinated her, he would have no certainty at all, not even a ten percent chance.
"Hmm? There's nothing?"
Right at this moment, a trace of surprise flashed across Fang Qingxue's eyes again, because in her eyes, there was nothing on Fang Han's body—just fine skin, lean and powerful muscles, a smooth physique, and explosive curves.
On the smooth skin, powerful vitality was manifested.
"Where did the Yellow Springs Dragon Diagram go?" Fang Han was also taken aback. He looked at his own body and found nothing, as if that diagram had never existed.
"It must be Yan's technique. He said that I had consumed the Nine Orifices Golden Pill, and when the Yellow Springs Great Emperor refined the Nine Orifices Golden Pill, he added his own blood, and the Yellow Springs Dragon Diagram also has his blood, so the two can fuse together?"
A sudden inspiration flashed in Fang Han's mind. "Senior Sister, where would I have any magical treasures on my body? Just now, that Demon God Altar suddenly underwent a change, and this Shura was momentarily stunned. I took the opportunity to strike with my sword and pierced his eye. He initially wanted to capture me alive, which gave me a chance."
"Let's go!"
Fang Qingxue did not listen to Fang Han's explanation. She looked at his bleeding hand, grabbed him again, and soared into the sky. Purple lightning flashed around her, thunderclaps filled the air, and she blasted open a path through the boundless black fog, moving with the speed of wind and lightning.
Grabbed firmly, Fang Han's entire body was unable to move, as if he had been paralyzed. He watched the black fog ahead continuously being broken apart. Fang Qingxue's face grew increasingly pale, and she occasionally coughed, with drops of fresh blood dripping down from her lips, dying bright peach blossoms on her snow-white clothes. Evidently, she was heavily injured.
"Heavenly Demon Slaughtering Gods, Plucking the Moon and Stars…"
A burst of vast demonic voices abruptly appeared in the black fog. The sound waves actually condensed into long spears, piercing fiercely toward Fang Qingxue's protective purple lightning, shattering the streaks of purple lightning to pieces.
Subsequently, the black fog ahead grew even thicker, and a massive "demonic hand" enveloped down from within, like a large net catching fish, scooping Fang Qingxue into its grasp.
"Heaven's Will is like a blade, exterminating all…"
Fang Qingxue's expression did not change. With a single palm held vertically in front of her chest, a thick purple lightning blade aura as large as a water bucket slashed fiercely forward, aiming right at the center of the demonic hand.
The demonic hand closed toward the center, suddenly trying to pinch the blade aura.
"Myriad Manifestations!" Fang Qingxue closed her eyes, seemingly accumulating power. After taking three breaths, her eyes snapped open. The massive Yin Thunder Blade abruptly exploded, turning into tens of millions of spinning blade auras. Within the countless blade auras, numerous scenes actually manifested: houses, palaces, cities, trees, flowers, mountains, immortals, thunder, flames, heavenly winds, dragons, and tigers… Everything, the myriad manifestations of the universe, was within it.
Sizzle!
That demonic hand was actually torn apart by her blade aura.
With this tear, a sliver of light suddenly appeared in the sky-filling black fog.
Holding Fang Han, Fang Qingxue shuttled through this sliver of light and disappeared.
On the Demon God Altar, the Demon God's avatar waved his large sleeve once more, and instantly the sky-filling black fog completely dissipated. The underground world returned to its dotted tranquility.
"God! My Seven Malice Gourd… Are you not going to personally pursue and kill him?"
The Little Realized Immortal Heavenly Wolf, Wang Molin, stood beside the Demon God's avatar and said hastily.
"Myriad Manifestations, what a fine move of Myriad Manifestations. She actually wields the demonic art of the Connate Demonic Sect with such consummate skill. She is just as stunningly brilliant as Ying Xiantian in his youth. However, having been hit by my Heavenly Demon Great Hand Seal, it remains to be seen whether she has the fortune to escape the pursuit of her fellow sect members. Given my status, pursuing a junior is not very seemly."
The Demon God's avatar said slightly, "Moreover, my true body is suppressing the Nine Yin Heavenly Demon, and my avatar cannot spare much power. Let her go."
"Congratulations, Lord Demon God, for finally sealing the Nine Yin Heavenly Demon. This Heavenly Demon is one of the most powerful demon gods in the extraterrestrial starry sky. If it can be refined, Lord Demon God will step even closer on the path to becoming an immortal."
Standing beside the Demon God was a young girl—human in form, but behind her bottom, a large, fluffy white tail swept back and forth, like a fox spirit from legends. This was exactly the "Pure Fox Little Demoness."
"The physical body has ten tiers, the Divine Ability has ten tiers, and Longevity also has ten tiers. Even after becoming an immortal, there is still a very long road to walk before one can see the legendary Gate of Eternal Life. The path of cultivation is long… Nishang."
The Demon God patted the Pure Fox Little Demoness's head, and his body turned into wisps of smoke and dissipated.
"Let's go! We'll give chase! Since Fang Qingxue has been hit by the Heavenly Demon Great Hand Seal, no matter how formidable she is, her oil will dry and her lamp will go out!" Wang Molin said in a sinister tone, his body turning into a dark green light and soaring up.
Above the ground, the scorching sun hung high in the sky. It was exactly noon in the desert, and the blazing sunlight was enough to bake away the moisture in a person's body.
"Have we escaped from underground? What is this place?"
A streak of purple lightning tore through the sky and landed on a tall sand dune, revealing two figures—none other than Fang Han and Fang Qingxue.
"You stay here. I was hit by the Demon God's Heavenly Demon Great Hand Seal, and my magic power is scattering! Breaking through his demonic art just now already exhausted all my strength. I didn't expect that even a small avatar of an expert in the Longevity Realm would be this formidable. But that's fine too. I finally know the formidability of Longevity Realm experts. Among the authentic disciples of the Ascension Sect, I am probably the only one who has exchanged blows with a Longevity Realm expert… cough cough…"
Fang Qingxue sat cross-legged on the ground and put Fang Han down. A hint of a smile actually appeared on her face, as if she was very satisfied with her engagement with the Demon God.
"Senior Sister, are you heavily injured?" Fang Han asked hurriedly.
"It's no matter. I just need to circulate my magic power and refine out the demonic energy of the Heavenly Demon Great Hand Seal. The Purple Lightning Yin Thunder Blade divine ability I cultivate can refine all demonic energy, but it takes time!" Fang Qingxue glanced at Fang Han. "You actually managed to kill a Shura. Although you relied on luck, it is still earth-shattering and makes me increasingly surprised. Guard me."
While speaking, she tossed the Seven Malice Gourd in her hand, and Fang Han hurriedly caught it. His body sank. "So heavy!" Just a small gourd, yet it actually weighed dozens of catties. He didn't know what was inside.
"The spirit of blood inside this Seven Malice Gourd has already been obliterated by me. You should drop your blood to temper it now," Fang Qingxue said. "This gourd is a supreme treasure, but that little demon Wang Molin only refined a kind of Heavenly Wolf Smoke and some little bugs, simply wasting heaven's gifts. In fact, the most formidable part of this gourd is that there is a Seven Kill Sword Array inside. As long as you place seven spirit-artifact level flying swords into the gourd, you can set up the Seven Kill Sword Array—slaying gods when meeting gods, slaying ghosts when meeting ghosts. Incomparably fierce. However, seven flying swords are hard to come by, and the demonic path is not skilled in artifact refinement. As a result, the Seven Kill Sword Array inside has no swords and cannot exert its power. After you enter the inner sect in the future, slowly collect seven flying swords."
While speaking, Fang Qingxue closed her eyes. Streaks of wandering purple lightning covered her whole body, condensing her into a large purple cocoon. Her body was wrapped in the cocoon, and two giant purple lightning snakes coiled outside it.
These two purple lightning giant snakes had shed their antlers, talons, and whiskers, losing their dragon forms.
"Seven Kill Sword Array? Don't I happen to have exactly seven flying swords? Ethereal Wind, Silver Snake, Red Desire, and four others?" Fang Han's mind stirred.
Right at this moment, suddenly, high in the distant sky, a streak of emerald flame trailed a long tail and sped over. In an instant, it stopped in mid-air, revealing a young man dressed in emerald green clothes.
It was exactly the authentic disciple of the Emerald Flame Peak, Jin Shitai.
"Fang Qingxue, I finally found you." As soon as Jin Shitai stopped in the air, he continuously circulated his magic power, and then cast his gaze toward Fang Han. "Seven Malice Gourd! You! Offer up the gourd."