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"My time is running out."
The hoarse whisper broke the silence around, creating an increasingly oppressive and eerie atmosphere.
It was neither a thunderous rebuke nor a fierce threat, yet the moment those words were spoken, a chill spread from the hearts of the five members of Crimson Bright.
My lifespan is short; death is not far away. If you insist on doing this, I don't mind taking you down with me before I die.
This was a silent threat! However, facing such a nearly rogue threat from Ziyang Ancestor, the five members of Crimson Bright had to tremble in their hearts, extinguishing the fleeting thought of attacking Fang Chen that had just arisen.
"I wonder how long you can protect him?" A cold snort came from within the crimson Divine Consciousness Beam. Immediately, the Divine Consciousness projection of Chi Ming Ancestor shot up into the sky, transforming into a red long rainbow that vanished into the Colorful Sacred Realm.
"This matter is not over yet," Ancient Earth Elder said in a deep voice. As he spoke, he tore through space and disappeared without a trace.
Although each had left harsh words, it was clear that in the face of Ziyang Ancestor's threat, even Crimson Bright and Thick Earth had to choose temporary compromise. After these two disappeared, soon after, Azure Sky's three members also left. Within the Colorful Sacred Realm, only Ziyang Ancestor remained among the seven Dao Sovereign Realm Expert Divine Consciousness projections.
Originally, due to Jincheng and Crimson Bright secretly dispatching warriors beyond Alchemy Realm level into Colorful Sacred Realm to seize Heritage Site, seven people had gathered using Divine Consciousness projections. However, with Jincheng Ancestor's Divine Consciousness projection completely fallen, they finally parted ways unhappily.
"This matter is certainly not over." Watching the direction in which the five had vanished, a faint voice echoed within the purple Divine Consciousness Beam.
Inside Thunder Abyss.
Watching the departing Five Sects Ancestors, Fang Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although everyone unexpectedly wielded powerful Divine Consciousness Power to slay Jincheng Ancestor's Divine Consciousness projection in one blow, Fang Chen himself had also paid a considerable price. At least at this moment, his Soul Sea was still extremely weak, and his Divine Consciousness Power had been severely depleted; for a long time to come, he would not be able to engage in such intense Divine Consciousness battles again.
"The Colorful Sacred Realm has changed; this realm will be closed for some time... prepare to leave."
At that moment, Fang Chen suddenly heard Ziyang Ancestor's voice in his ear.
At the same time, he felt an unexpected repulsive force in the world around him, as if an unseen power was continuously pushing him out of the Colorful Sacred Realm.
"The Colorful Sacred Realm has changed..." In his mind, recalling the words of Ziyang Ancestor, Fang Chen's gaze flickered slightly.
Clearly, although the situation had dramatically shifted due to his involvement, the gathering of the Seven Great Ancestors and the projection of Divine Consciousness in the Colorful Sacred Realm was originally triggered by the actions of Jincheng and Crimson Bright. Even so, it was evident that some agreement had been reached during the Seven Sects Conference. While Fang Chen did not know the details of this agreement, it was obvious that entry into the Colorful Sacred Realm was now impossible for them. It seemed that this group would have to leave early.
"There are still two Heritage sites." Looking towards the distant Heritage Site, Fang Chen shook his head, a hint of regret on his face. Not to mention the Rainbow Saint's Heritage, given enough time, he was almost certain he could secure the last remaining Heritage of a Dao Sovereign Realm Expert. However, with the sudden closure of the Colorful Sacred Realm, it felt as if a guaranteed opportunity for a Dao Sovereign Realm Expert's Heritage had slipped away.
"It's time to go." Feeling the increasingly intense repelling force around him, Fang Chen lowered his head to look at the still-sleeping Little Qilin in his arms, and his expression grew even more sorrowful.
For this little creature that had successfully hatched from the transformation of his own Power of Creation into Life and Death Qi, Fang Chen felt an innate sense of closeness. Moreover, since its birth, the various extraordinary abilities it had displayed made him realize its exceptional nature. A little being that could continuously strengthen itself by consuming rare treasures might prove invaluable in future perilous situations.
Yet, Little Qilin was not truly his. This was precisely what made Fang Chen feel so regretful; despite his reluctance, he could not forcibly take it from Thunder Kirin.
Reaching out, Fang Chen was about to hand over the little creature to Thunder Kirin. However, at that moment, Thunder Kirin suddenly spoke.
"Little One, you can take it."
The low voice resonated beside Fang Chen, causing him to tremble in surprise. He quickly raised his head to look incredulously at the massive figure of Thunder Kirin before him.
In the Qilin Clan, one could only have one offspring in their lifetime. This meant that Thunder Kirin, having expended its life essence to give birth to this little creature, regarded it as its only kin. Yet now, it was allowing him to take away Little Qilin.
This...
While he had felt considerable regret earlier, now that Thunder Kirin had spoken, it felt like a stroke of luck for Fang Chen. Still, he was filled with deep confusion.
He couldn't understand why such an important being to Thunder Kirin, its only offspring, would be allowed to leave with an outsider. Furthermore, he had witnessed how furious Thunder Kirin had been when Chen Chu and another person stole the Qilin Egg. This little creature was undoubtedly extremely important to it. However...
Too many questions and uncertainties left Fang Chen opening his mouth as if to ask something but suddenly realizing he didn't know how to articulate his thoughts.
It seemed that Fang Chen noticed the confusion in Thunder Kirin's eyes, and Thunder Kirin calmly stated, "It will grow better by following you."
After saying this, without waiting for Fang Chen's response, Thunder Kirin's massive body transformed into a Lightning Flash, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye, leaving only the thunderous sound echoing in the air.
"In the future, no matter what happens, you must ensure it survives well."
Watching Thunder Kirin completely vanish from sight and then glancing at the small creature still lying in his arms, Fang Chen couldn't help but gently shake his head. Everything felt like a dream to him; the little creature had truly decided to follow him.
"Survive well," he murmured, repeating Thunder Kirin's last words, his eyes shining with brilliance as he nodded heavily.
"Only about a month in the Colorful Sacred Realm, and so much has happened." Now that everything had come to an end, he scanned his surroundings and suddenly felt as if he were in another world.
In just about a month, he had experienced so much that his mind had been tense almost the entire time. However, Fang Chen's gains were also astonishing. Not only had he obtained a Daoist Master Realm—or rather, it should be called a Half-Step Nirvana Realm Expert's Heritage—in such a short time, but he had also broken through from the original Qi Boundary cultivation to the mid-stage of Alchemy Realm. This alone was impressive; moreover, Fang Chen had also remarkably condensed the Flower of the Great Path. With his Alchemy Realm cultivation, he had directly and indirectly killed two strong opponents from the Heavenly Realm. All of this would cause quite a stir if it were to spread.
In summary, even though the journey in the Colorful Sacred Realm was only halfway through, it was coming to an end now. For many disciples of the Seven Sects Conference, this was quite a loss; however, for Fang Chen, what he had gained from this trip far exceeded his initial expectations.
No longer resisting the repulsive force coming from all directions, as the surrounding space rippled slightly, Fang Chen's body flickered and vanished from its original spot.
At Ziyang Sect, on North Mountain.
Suddenly, violent ripples surged through the air above the mountaintop like waves. This phenomenon did not last long; soon after, several young figures appeared amidst the rippling air.
"This is... Qin Senior, and that is Senior Brother Qian... Didn't they enter the Colorful Sacred Realm? How come..."
"What happened in the Colorful Sacred Realm that caused them to return early?"
The changes occurring in the air above Beishan quickly drew the attention of many within the Ziyang Sect. What was supposed to be a two-month journey into the Colorful Sacred Realm had unexpectedly ended in just half that time, leaving many who witnessed this scene puzzled and speculating.
"This trip to the Colorful Sacred Realm lasted less than a month... Hmm?" On a nearby peak not far from Beishan, a figure dressed in white gazed towards the direction of Beishan. Suddenly, he trembled, his previously puzzled expression sharpening into one of intense focus, as a thick aura of resentment and strong killing intent radiated from him.
In his line of sight was a young man with a delicate face and a tall, slender figure. At that moment, this youth, like the other disciples of the Ziyang Sect who had entered the Colorful Sacred Realm, was forcibly expelled from it by an unseen power.
"Who is this person?" Fixated on the young man, the White-Clad Youth's previously handsome face twisted in rage.
Dressed in snow-white robes and possessing an immaculate appearance, this figure was none other than Bai Xingchen. He had initially looked down on Fang Chen from his lofty position on Beishan, almost deciding his fate with a mere flick of his hand. However, everything changed drastically after the appearance of the Dragon beneath Beishan.
Fang Chen's relentless slaps had completely shattered Bai Xingchen's arrogance and pride. Even after his father, Bai Kongming, an elder of the Sect and a powerful Heavenly Realm expert, intervened personally, both father and son were severely defeated and expelled from Beishan like dead dogs.
This was humiliation that Bai Xingchen had never experienced throughout his cultivation! Although this memory of humiliation was erased by the Ziyang Ancestor's secret technique due to the Dragon's appearance, the overwhelming resentment and hatred that could not be washed away even by all the waters of the Three Rivers and Five Lakes were not so easily forgotten.
Now, Bai Xingchen might not know what had transpired in the past or feel unfamiliar with Fang Chen due to his erased memories. Yet inexplicably, upon seeing Fang Chen for that brief moment, an uncontrollable wave of resentment surged within him.
"Who is this person?"
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