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Reborn, he has too many regrets and tragedies to change. However, the time left for him is limited, and with Fang Chen's rebirth, many events from his past life have already changed or occurred earlier than expected.
Now, in Fengyan City, there are already undercurrents stirring, and the Fang Family, as the foremost family in Fengyan City, is unaware of how many eyes are watching them from the shadows.
Strength, he needs sufficient strength to cope!
Fang Chen tightened his fists, a fierce look appearing on his face. This Heavenly Spirit and Earthly Treasure, he must obtain it; anyone who stands in his way will die!
Inside the Spirit Mine passage, which emitted a shimmering light, Fang Chen followed along. After about the time it takes to burn an incense stick, the spiritual stones on the stone walls became rare, and the temperature around him suddenly dropped.
In the air, a chilling aura filled with faint death energy spread.
"Yin Death Energy." Fang Chen's gaze sharpened.
Immediately, he took out a Primordial Yang Pill from his pocket and without hesitation popped it into his mouth. The Primordial Yang Pill melted instantly, and a warm energy surged from Fang Chen's abdomen, dispersing the cold death energy in an instant.
With the influence of Yin Death Energy gone, Fang Chen quickened his pace again, concealing his figure closely following the Gray-Clad Youth by several dozen feet.
As he delved deeper, the surrounding Yin Death Energy grew denser. This pervasive and continuously seeping Yin Death Energy could completely annihilate Body Refinement Realm warriors; even the Gray-Clad Youth slowed his pace slightly.
However, Fang Chen did not believe that merely relying on Yin Death Energy could hinder the other’s progress. Sure enough, at that moment, a ring on the Gray-Clad Youth's finger flashed with light, and then a palm-sized oil lamp appeared out of thin air.
The oil lamp looked unremarkable except for its blue-purple-black tricolor wick that was somewhat dazzling. Looking at the Tricolor Oil Lamp hovering in front of him, the Gray-Clad Youth's eyes lit up as he formed a peculiar hand seal. A powerful Qi Energy flowed from his body into the oil lamp.
The blue-purple-black tricolor wick trembled violently as a faint blue light suddenly radiated from the oil lamp in circles. The moment this faint blue light appeared, the surrounding Yin Death Energy around the Gray-Clad Youth vanished like snow melting away.
"This is... a spiritual weapon!" Fang Chen's heart trembled as he fixed his gaze on the Tricolor Oil Lamp, an intense heat rising in his eyes.
Spiritual weapons were not particularly rare in Fang Chen's past life with his Heavenly Realm cultivation. But now, for someone at only Body Refinement Realm like him, it was something unattainable; not to mention spiritual weapons—he couldn't even acquire a magical artifact.
Moreover, Fang Chen knew very well that even if the Fang Family exerted all their efforts, they could at most obtain one Superior Magical Artifact. A spiritual weapon, even at its lowest tier, was far beyond what a Superior Magical Artifact could compare to. The power that spiritual weapons could unleash was several times or even dozens of times greater than that of magical artifacts.
Through Fang Chen's eyes, it was clear that the Tricolor Oil Lamp in the hands of the Gray-Clad Youth was definitely not an ordinary spiritual artifact! The lamp was a blend of purple and black colors, and with the cultivation level of the Gray-Clad Youth at the Qi Boundary, he could only barely make the lamp emit a faint blue light.
"Where did this guy come from, a disciple of some sect?!" Fang Chen couldn't help but wonder.
Not to mention the Tricolor Oil Lamp, even the inconspicuous iron ring in the Gray-Clad Youth's hand was a precious Storage Ring, equivalent to a magical tool. Moreover, there might be other spiritual artifacts hidden within it.
Fang Chen's eyes grew brighter; at this moment, the Gray-Clad Youth appeared to him as a moving treasure trove.
Whether it was spiritual artifacts or other items, everything was desperately sought after by Fang Chen, who needed strength to overcome the impending crises.
Not to mention Heavenly Spirit and Earthly Treasure, even the precious items like spiritual artifacts on the Gray-Clad Youth were enough to tempt a Primordial Embryo Realm expert, who might even take risks for them.
Now that the Gray-Clad Youth was injured and alone, this situation was simply a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. A fierce glint flashed in Fang Chen's eyes as he instantly formed a plan!
In the Absolute Yin Realm devoid of spirit stones, it was dark and cold, with Yin Death Energy permeating the air. As Fang Chen swallowed his second Primordial Yang Pill, it had already reached its peak.
At the end of that pitch-black passageway, suddenly a burst of Golden Red Light flickered, causing Fang Chen's heart to tremble.
"This... this is...!" The Gray-Clad Youth, who was several dozen feet ahead of Fang Chen, had now stopped in his tracks. Looking at what lay ahead, his voice trembled slightly with evident excitement.
Before the Gray-Clad Youth, dense Yin Death Energy had accumulated over many years into a black water pool about half a yard in size. In the pool stood a small tree about a person's height. Atop the tree's crown perched a Dragon-like Creature!
"Aohou!" As the Yin Death Energy flowed, the creature resembling a Dragon-like being seemed to shake its body, and clear dragon roars suddenly erupted.
"Nine Yang Red Dragon Fruit!"
"Nine Yang Red Dragon Fruit!"
One thought it in his heart while the other spoke it aloud; Fang Chen and the Gray-Clad Youth simultaneously identified this "Dragon-like Creature"!
This is not some real Dragon-like Creature, but an extremely precious spiritual herb!
If it were an ordinary spiritual herb, it wouldn't have caused both Fang Chen and the Gray-Clad Youth to change color. However, this Nine Yang Red Dragon Fruit is a supreme treasure among spiritual herbs, its value is simply immeasurable. One can imagine that once this news spreads, Fengyan City will quickly become the most bustling place in the Great Zhao Kingdom. Countless peak experts will swarm in!
How could the Nine Yang Red Dragon Fruit appear here? The Absolute Yin Realm should not have reached the level where such a spiritual herb could manifest. Yet the scene before Fang Chen reminds him that everything is indeed real.
No longer pondering these questions, Fang Chen bit his tongue, the sharp pain redirecting his gaze from the Nine Yang Red Dragon Fruit back to the Gray-Clad Youth.
He was waiting, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike!
Although the Gray-Clad Youth had already suffered significant injuries, his Qi Boundary cultivation and endless treasures made Fang Chen wary. He understood very well that the reason the Gray-Clad Youth was injured earlier was due to his own arrogance and underestimating Wang Tengyuan, which gave Wang Tengyuan the chance to use the Solar Symbol at close range.
If the Gray-Clad Youth had been prepared, the outcome would have been entirely different. After all, the power of spiritual weapons is far too formidable; even if only a small fraction of their might is unleashed, it is not something Fang Chen can contend with at present!
Fang Chen did not move, but the Gray-Clad Youth could no longer resist inching closer to the Black Water Pool. Faced with the powerful temptation of a supreme spiritual herb like the Nine Yang Red Dragon Fruit, even a strong warrior could lose their sense of self!
Three zhang, two zhang... half a zhang!
Watching as the Gray-Clad Youth slowly approached the Black Water Pool, Fang Chen's body tensed up, leaning slightly forward like a hunting leopard. The Qi Energy within him surged wildly, ready to explode at any moment and unleash a powerful strike!
Just as the Gray-Clad Youth stood at the edge of the Black Water Pool and reached out to touch the Nine Yang Red Dragon Fruit, Fang Chen's pupils constricted, and he was about to erupt.
However, at that moment, the Gray-Clad Youth trembled and suddenly retreated as a black figure leaped out from the pool and lunged toward his chest!
A ferocious aura swept through wildly!
As the Gray-Clad Youth retreated, a faint blue light emanated from the Tricolor Oil Lamp in his hand, forming a thick protective barrier. Outside this barrier, dull crashing sounds continued to echo. With each violent impact, that faint blue barrier trembled violently, seemingly on the verge of being completely torn apart.
The Mutation came unexpectedly, and while Fang Chen was about to launch an attack, he fell silent again. His gaze fixed intently on the vicious creature outside the faint blue barrier that was relentlessly attacking.
This is a completely black snake, about one foot long and as thick as a wrist. The snake's body is covered in layers of fine scales, with only a pair of small triangular eyes exposed to the air, exuding a chilling aura. On top of the snake's head, a small bulge slightly protrudes, as if something is about to break through.
"The Yinming Snake! And it's one that is about to become a Yinming Jiao!" Fang Chen was secretly alarmed. The small bulge on the snake's head was clearly a horn that was about to grow out.
"To think that such a ferocious creature guards the Nine Yang Red Dragon Fruit, what a blunder." Watching the Yinming Snake madly attacking the Gray-Clad Youth, Fang Chen felt a wave of fear.
This Yinming Snake is nowhere near as terrifying as the Yinming Jiao, but it still possesses Qi Boundary strength. If it were Fang Chen facing the sudden attack from the Yinming Snake earlier, he could very well have died on the spot. But now, all of this was being borne by the Gray-Clad Youth.
"Good man," Fang Chen grinned. He suddenly realized that this Gray-Clad Youth wasn't as despicable as he had imagined.
While Fang Chen was secretly laughing, the Gray-Clad Youth, who was being crazily attacked by the Yinming Snake, had already regained his composure. Feeling the faint blue barrier around him swaying precariously, a fierce light flashed in the Gray-Clad Youth's eyes.
He reached out and slapped his chest hard, spitting out a mouthful of essence blood. The Gray-Clad Youth extended a finger and gently stirred it in mid-air; all of the essence blood that had been scattering suddenly gathered onto his finger. His originally fair finger instantly turned bright red.
"Azure Ancient Lamp, ignite!" The blood-red finger brushed past the tricolor ancient lamp, and the Gray-Clad Youth's face turned pale in an instant. He shouted loudly, and the Azure Ancient Lamp, forcibly activated by his essence blood secret technique, saw its tricolor wick sway as a faint purple light suddenly expanded.
The faint purple flame swept out from the Azure Ancient Lamp, instantly dispelling the chilling aura that had been permeating the air.
Heat became everything here...
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