Chapter 2: Primordial Sword Demon, Supreme Among Demons

Meng Fengcheng's lips curled into a slight upward arc, brimming with confidence.And behind him blazed six Taoist scriptures, radiating a brilliant light. This was the good fortune he had gained from t..."Junior Sister! Why treat me like this!"

Fang Chen jumped to his feet in alarm!

But I found that the Western Zhou Dynasty was pitch black, with only a small tower in the void ahead.

The little pagoda is made of gilt bronze, with rust marks and nine layers. It is full of the marks of time.

"Am I dead Or am I not What is this little tower"

Fang Chen looked at the small tower in front of him in puzzlement.

Before he could react, Xi Zhou twisted violently.

The next moment, he unexpectedly arrived at the top of the tower!

There was nothing special inside the tower, only a table and a box in the center position, and a stone staircase leading to the second floor.

The stone stairs are currently blocked and impassable.

At this moment, a voice echoed in my mind.

After a moment, Fang Chen also knew why this was necessary.

It seems I haven't died, and this small pagoda is the opportunity left to me by my master.

Just now, Master transmitted a voice.

Tell him this tower is the most precious treasure in heaven and earth.

Master was able to escape because this pagoda was severely damaged by a powerful enemy.

To bury oneself is to nourish the tomb with one's own spirit.

Self-castration is used as a medium to allow the tower to acknowledge its master.

It can be said that for this tower, and for Fang Chen, Tian Yangzi spared no effort.

"Master, rest assured, your disciple will definitely not disappoint your hard work!"

Fāng Chén said firmly, then walked to the table.

“According to Master, each level of this tower represents a chance encounter, but what kind of encounter it will be remains unknown.

As he was speaking, he opened the box.

Inside the box, a drop of scarlet blood floated.

As the door creaked open, a surge of demonic energy erupted, accompanied by a sharp and piercing sword intent!

“A drop of blood Containing demonic energy and sword intent” Fang Chen looked at it in confusion.

Suddenly! This drop of blood seemed to come alive! It rushed towards Fang Chen! The tip pierced into his forehead!

He only felt someone drilling a hole in his forehead! And he felt someone slashing him on the forehead with a knife!

And this pain felt like it was spreading.

From forehead to temple!

It spreads from the sea of knowledge throughout the body!

"Ah!"

The intense pain caused him to fall back immediately! He rolled and roared constantly!

At the same time, his own blood was boiling, like countless ants biting into his flesh, making it unbearably painful!

This is ten times more painful than when Luo Yun brutally dug out his heavenly bone!

He wished he could die to end the pain!

At the same time, he felt his consciousness becoming increasingly hazy.

But he didn't dare to sleep!

The first clue told him that once he fell asleep, he would surely die! He would never wake up again!

He could only grit his teeth and persevere, clenching his fists to resist the pain.

"Master! The disciple will definitely not disappoint your expectations!"

Thinking of his master sacrificing his life for him.

Thinking again of his junior sister's betrayal and Luo Yun's humiliation.

And there's Lin Xueyan's broken engagement.

"I can't die! I still have so much to do!"

My spiritual journey has just begun!

"Ah!"

Relying on willpower! He persevered for a full half hour!

His fingers were already deep into the flesh of his palm, blood constantly flowing from his mouth.

Those eyes were also constantly streaming with blood and tears.

Suddenly!

This sudden intense pain vanished in an instant!

But in that moment of vanishing! Fang Chen's physical body was like a cocoon breaking!

A powerful aura of demonic energy spread throughout his body!

and also repaired the already broken dantian!

“My dantian has recovered!”

Fang Chen is overjoyed!

But what surprised him even more was that after his dantian recovered, it was more than ten times larger than before it shattered!

It's already comparable to the After-heaven realm!

At the moment his dantian recovered, his cultivation also rapidly climbed!

Activate the Gathering Spirits Formation!

Double Spirit Gathering!

Only when it reached the west side of the Juiling Mountains did its ascent finally cease, and it solidified!

Although he hadn't recovered his shattered dantian cultivation, as long as he could cultivate, it was good! Raising his realm wasn't a problem.

"Hmm My Heavenly Bone is actually recovering!"

But Why is it different now

The Heaven's Dao Bone previously presented a white and gold color, with Dao patterns all over it.

But now the Heavenly Dao Bone is red-black, and those Dao patterns have become demon patterns!

Just when he was puzzled, a drop of blood appeared in his dantian.

But it was one-sixth smaller than before.

At the same time! A memory of this blood flooded his mind!

"Ancient Sword Demon! The supreme among demons!"

"One sword opens heaven and earth! One sword destroys all spirits!"

Fang Chen was shocked.

This blood comes from the ancient Sword Demon!

In the ancient times, he was the most powerful being!

Absorbing just one-seventh of the western blood allowed his dantian to recover and the Heaven's Path Bone to regenerate!

and transform it into a more advanced Heavenly Dao Demon Bone!

Bang!

Suddenly, Fang Chen had a realization!

The qi of the Dao permeated Fang Chen's entire body, and a small white sword with ancient characters appeared before him!

Looking at this character, Fang Chen was completely stunned!

"Dao Wen! Jian Zi Dao Wen!"

"I've actually just realized the meaning of this text!"

The way of the text, the representative of heaven's pride.

The only permit to travel on the road.

If you want to walk farther on the road of cultivation, you must comprehend the Dao.

Otherwise, even if one possesses the talent of a celestial being, their life will be confined to the Zhou Yuan realm.

Moreover.

Dao Wen can also increase a cultivator's combat power.

Among cultivators of the same realm, those who possess Dao Wen have a 90% win rate.

But those who can achieve literary mastery through cultivating spiritual energy are few and far between.

Ke Fangchen, relying solely on the Heavenly Dao Demon Bone, easily comprehended it.

How could this not shock him

"Dantian! Daowen! Fleshly Body! Heavenly Demon Bone! Although I am only at the Gathering Spirit Western Heavy stage, I have the strength to fight against a Gathering Spirit Nine Heavier!"

Fan Chen's tears flowed.

No one knows how he spent the past five years.

A prodigy, a child of destiny.

The headmaster personally teaches, all eyes are on him.

He was dazzling back then!

But just in an instant!

Master has passed away.

Become a waste.

To be humiliated and ridiculed by others, and to be betrayed!

Before he had fallen into despair from repeated setbacks.

But Fang Chen gritted his teeth and persisted.

After a long while, Fang Chen gradually calmed down.

"Master! Your devoted disciple understands! The disciple will not disappoint your expectations! They will surely forge their own path on this journey of cultivation!"

Immediately, he looked toward the stone stairs leading to the second floor. According to his master's words, when his strength reached a certain level, the second floor would open.

So he lingered no longer, with a thought he left the little tower. After a dizzy spell, he returned to the tomb.

After returning, Fang Chen immediately checked his dantian.

A small pagoda floats in the center of the dantian, emitting a faint glow.

Besides, there is one-third of the Sword Demon's blood.

He is only too low in cultivation to absorb it.

Either one cultivates their refinement to a higher level, or one possesses pure Yin energy to counteract the Yang energy within demonic blood.

Fang Chen smiled faintly, once again came to the tomb of his master and knelt down, kowtowing three times.

"Master, five years have passed. My disciple is going down the mountain now. I will visit you again someday.

"Master, please rest assured. Mistress treats her disciple like her own child, and I will treat her as my mother. I will take good care of her."

He kowtowed nine more times.

After her master's death, Fang Chen's wife moved out of the Seventh Peak and settled in Yucheng, a city at the foot of the sect.

Speaking of which, it's quite interesting. My master was a prodigy, becoming the revered peak master at a very young age.

But the master's wife was actually an ordinary person with no cultivation. Fang Chen had once asked his master about this, but his master only smiled without saying anything and never gave any explanation.

Kefang Chen could see that his master deeply loved his mistress, without any pretense.

And Fang Chen and Su Wan'er grew up on the Seventh Peak since childhood. Their master often cultivated without caring, it can be said that their mistress single-handedly raised them.

The mistress dotes on both Fang Chen and Su Wan'er, giving Fang Chen a carefree and brilliant childhood.

Thinking about seeing his teacher, who resembled his mother so much, Fang Chen broke into a smile.

Suddenly! The jade talisman on his waist trembled violently, and the next moment it shattered!

At the sight of this, his face paled slightly!

This jade talisman has a trace of my master's aura. Once the talisman shatters, it means my master is in grave danger!

"Damn it! Whoever it is! Anyone who touches my wife! Will be crushed to pieces!"

Fang Chen's eyes turned blood red in an instant! He sprinted down the mountain.

Luckily, Yucheng is right at the foot of the mountain! In no time, Fang Chen entered the city! He arrived at his master's courtyard!

Bang!

Just as he got closer, Fang Chen heard the sound of porcelain shattering from inside.

He kicked the door open at once! He just saw a scene that made him furious!

Only to see the mistress being slapped and flown away by a young man!

The mistress's face was already red and swollen on both sides! She was probably slapped several times before this!

"Old man! Speak! Where is the treasure that Tian Yangzi left behind all those years ago!"

The young man, sharp and arrogant, pointed at Qiu Mei and cursed.

Autumn Plum looked sorrowful and shook her head, saying: "No, these years your master has left all his treasures to you, there's nothing left."

The young man saw this and flew into a rage: “You old fool, you really don't know what's good for you! Shijie Su said it! If you don't hand it over, then go die!”

As soon as he spoke, a dagger appeared in his hand.

"Stop it!"

Fang Chen glared furiously! He charged towards the young man!ords were spoken, the eyes of the entire crowd lit up, their faces beaming with excitement and greed."I told you so, that outsider from nowhere doesn't deserve to be the Saint Child!""Am I right! This...