Tian Gong initial test

Chapter 519: Eight Nine Heavenly Art’s First Test

“Eight Nine Heavenly Art!”

A humanoid creature appeared, tall and mighty, with disheveled hair, howling at the sky, as if to tear apart the firmament and shatter the Void Realm.

He was like a Demonic Ape, yet also like a frenzied Human Race member, with three heads and six arms appearing, all his attacks surging, ready to conquer the world!

It was Lin Fan!

He was growing stronger, improving himself. Several months had passed, and he had already mastered the Legacy of the World-Shocking Demonic Ape clan, gaining new abilities.

“As expected of a peerless art that shakes the past and present, it’s overbearing and astonishing!” Lin Fan exclaimed.

As the saying goes, one Dao leads to ten thousand Dao. He had studied the True Phoenix Technique, Grass Character Sword Secret, and others. Learning another peerless Divine Ability now was not difficult.

After all, relatively speaking, the common ancestor of the Demonic Ape lineage was a close relative of the Human Race, so its techniques were naturally easier to grasp.

During this process, Lin Fan also tried to fuse all techniques into one, unifying his various learnings, taking the best from each.

Unfortunately, it was too difficult. Each one was a peerless Cultivation Technique, and to truly integrate them would be as hard as ascending to heaven.

Trying to modify their precious arts was like asking him to kill a True Immortal right now!

Of course, if he were to reorganize the precious arts of the Azure Luan, Pixiu, or Taotie, it would certainly be easier, as their levels were different.

But for peerless arts like Kunpeng, Lei Di, or Qilin, which one was weak? To truly fuse them into one, one would have to be at least an Immortal.

Next, Lin Fan emerged from seclusion. Mere arduous cultivation was not as effective as a hearty battle for rapid progress.

“What the hell, you’re actually perfectly fine and not dead yet?” White Turtle shrieked in surprise.

He had originally thought that even if Lin Fan survived Undergoing Tribulation and his second闯War God Temple, he would return severely injured.

As a result, he was completely unharmed. White Turtle was dumbfounded, finding it hard to believe he was a person born in this epoch.

Lin Fan’s Face twitched. If he couldn’t temporarily catch the wretched White Turtle, he would have slapped it already to teach it how to be a Xian Yao (Immortal Medicine).

“Where is the person who came with me?” Lin Fan inquired, scanning around, but he didn’t see Qing Yi’s figure.

“You mean that little Fairy? She saw you were in seclusion, left the island, and went back to the Immortal Ancient Small World to cultivate,” White Turtle replied.

Lin Fan was stunned. Although the Immortal Island was in the Void Realm乱流, because of the large number of precious medicines planted, the Spiritual Qi was rich and Immortal Qi permeated.

Logically speaking, there was no better cultivation spot in the Immortal Ancient than this, so why did she go to the Small World?

At this moment, Lin Fan glanced at White Turtle, his expression turning strange and unfriendly.

“This has nothing to do with me, she wanted to leave the island herself,” White Turtle, feeling his gaze, shrank its neck and scurried away.

Lin Fan snorted. He guessed that Qing Yi couldn’t stand the wretched White Turtle’s nagging, which was why she left the island.

Then, he stepped forward, tearing open the Void Realm, and vanished from the spot.

“Wait, Fellow Daoist, aren’t you taking us with you? I can help you train Divine medicine…” White Turtle shouted, reappearing in a flash.

But as it watched the person leave without hesitation, black lines appeared on its snow-White Turtle Face, sputtering, did it still have any Face?

After all, it was also a Longevity Medicine. While it couldn't grant eternal life, it could certainly greatly advance one’s cultivation. Was the other party really not tempted at all?

“He left a mark on the island, which is equivalent to locking in the coordinates. He should still come back,” the snow-white woman on White Turtle’s back said, her voice beautiful, like the music of heaven, her Spiritual Qi-filled eyes fluttering.

…

On the other side, in an ancient Minor Thousand Worlds, a woman of peerless beauty was confronting several people.

“Why are you blocking my path?” Qing Yi frowned, dressed in a white gown, appearing sacred and ethereal.

“We came here admiring your reputation, and upon meeting you today, Fairy, you are indeed exceptionally graceful and captivating,” a young man said with a gentle smile.

In addition, there were two middle-aged people, a man and a woman, whose Qi was surging, their bodies glowing like the sun; they were all Heavenly Gods.

Undoubtedly, those with such strength in the Immortal Ancient basically came from the aboriginals.

Qing Yi’s beautiful eyes showed caution. Unmoved by the compliments, she said, “Please speak plainly!”

“We heard that Fairy has cultivated Immortal Qi, and we would like to invite you to be a guest of our clan for a period of time.”

The young man no longer beat around the bush, stating directly that they were from the Silver Blood Demon Clan and invited her to come, intending to befriend and protect her.

Qing Yi’s expression changed. She had heard about what happened in the Immortal Ancient recently. Thunder Tribulation Liquid could cure curses, which greatly tempted the aboriginals.

However, the Heavenly Tribulation in this epoch was abnormal, its power far exceeding imagination. How many could safely Undergo Tribulation?

So, they set their sights on the foreign prodigies. Many had already suffered, forced to Undergo Tribulation.

Clearly, these people blocking her path had ulterior motives. The invitation to befriend and protect was probably false, and going there would most likely mean soft imprisonment.

At best, she would become a tool, solely providing Thunder Tribulation Liquid for that clan; at worst, she might even be subjected to Possession, her Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

“Being a guest will have to wait. I’m busy right now. When I’m free another day, I’ll visit,” Qing Yi tactfully refused.

“Are you truly not considering it? Our clan has an unrivaled expert in charge, who can protect you in the Immortal Ancient,” another person said.

This was a Heavenly God, his tone carrying a hint of forcefulness, his words seemingly brooking no refusal.

“No need, I have my own protector. I won’t trouble you with your concern,” Qing Yi shook her head. This clan’s overbearing nature displeased her.

“Fairy, you must consider carefully. The Immortal Ancient is not peaceful recently. Only by coming to our Silver Blood Demon Clan will no one dare to trouble you.”

The young man’s smile vanished, replaced by coldness, his words laced with threats.

“I said, I don’t want to go!” Qing Yi stated very directly.

“This may not be up to you!” The young man completely chilled, even his gaze carrying coldness.

Another goddess lost her patience even more, saying directly, “Why say more? She’s just a True God. Just capture her.”

“Boom!”

However, before they could make a move, a wave swept over, and the two older Heavenly Gods among them directly exploded into a mist of blood.

“What happened?!” The sole remaining young man panicked, his Face splattered with blood, utterly bewildered.

At the same time, a person stepped out of the Void Realm, tall and slender, with Immortal Qi permeating him, as if a True Immortal had personally arrived, extraordinary and sacred.

“You’ve come out of seclusion!” Seeing the newcomer, Qing Yi was overjoyed, smiling sweetly, and the whole world seemed to brighten with her.

“You…”

At this moment, the young man had just opened his mouth when, with a bang, he knelt down, trembling uncontrollably, his body seemingly on the verge of collapsing.

Lin Fan didn’t even glance at him, but instead said to Qing Yi, “Aren’t they inviting you to be a guest? If so, let’s go see how powerful these so-called aboriginals are!”

…

Then, Lin Fan was decisive. He brought the person to the ancient land of the Silver Blood Demon Clan and threw the young man’s head inside.

“Who is it, who killed Yin Kun?!”

Soon, angry roars rose one after another from the ancestral land of this clan, with one even tearing the sky, terrifying beyond measure.

That was the Old Ancestor of the Silver Blood Demon Clan, with profound cultivation, a Master Level expert. Just his roar shattered the Void Realm.

“Stop shouting, the one who killed him is here!” Lin Fan said coldly.

The next moment, his body instantly grew much taller, like a furious ape, his fist smashing down, covering the sky and obscuring the sun.

This was the first test of the Eight Nine Heavenly Art. Even without manifesting the Dharma Idol Heaven and Earth, his figure was already towering, dominating the great world!

“What?!” The Old Ancestor of the Silver Blood Demon Clan was greatly alarmed, his entire body glowing, precious arts blooming, attempting to block the attack.

“Pfft!”

However, he couldn’t even withstand a single blow. He was sent flying, half his body exploding, blood gushing out.

Behind him, the clan’s ancient land was leveled by this punch, entire palaces and silver trees turning into dust.