Chương 202: The Multi-Treasure Challenge

After all the immortals of the Jie Sect finished their worship, Fang Yang's status as the vice leader was beyond question.

Above Jin'ao Island, the fortune of the Jie Sect manifested, and a deep purple sea of fortune descended, instantly condensing into an eternal blue lotus that blotted out the sky. The blue lotus opened up, sheltering the entire Jin'ao Island beneath it.

Wisps of purple energy descended from the blue lotus, swirling around Fang Yang and protecting him. After becoming the vice leader of the Jie Sect, Fang Yang's fortune finally merged with that of the Jie Sect, becoming one with it.

Suddenly, a subtle feeling arose in Fang Yang's heart.

In his mind, a vast, yellowish-brown land appeared, teeming with malevolent energy, within which many shadows drifted. At the center of this land grew a divine tree, its roots spreading out in all directions. Its branches were laden with fruit, but these fruit were not real fruits; rather, they were grotesque, malevolent fetuses, each exuding a terrifying aura.

"This is... the Earth's Spiritual Root!"

Fang Yang was startled. After becoming the vice leader of the Jie Sect, he had a sudden inspiration and sensed the existence of the Earth Spirit Root.

His previous speculation was correct; other Four Symbols Spiritual Roots did indeed exist in the primordial world. However, these Four Symbols Spiritual Roots were not within the scope of the Tongtian Sect Master's calculations.

Guided by fate, Fang Yang finally sensed the location of the Earth Spirit Root.

The earth's spiritual root resides in the Demon Realm!

This result left Fang Yang both delighted and troubled. The Demon Realm was the territory of the demonic path, and if he, as the vice leader of the Jie Sect, were to trespass, he would become an enemy of the world. Moreover, Fang Yang didn't believe that his cultivation level was sufficient to deceive Luo Zhu.

"I need to perform a great service for the Xuanmen sect and then ask my master for help in order to obtain the Earth Spirit Root."

In an instant, Fang Yang came up with a solution.

Only those at the Dao Ancestor level can fight against those at the Dao Ancestor level. To successfully enter the Demon Realm, Fang Yang would have to ask Ancestor Hongjun for help.

Fang Yang had just finished his inauguration ceremony when Daoist Duobao stepped forward.

"Junior Brother Fang Yang, you created your own Spiritual Root Immortal Path and cultivated to the level of a Primordial Golden Immortal. Your cultivation is truly extraordinary. I am delighted to have the opportunity to discuss the Dao with you, so as to verify our respective paths. I wonder if you would be willing to grant my request?"

Before he finished speaking, Daoist Duobao's body shone with golden light, and his quasi-saintly aura swept across the entire area. Three thousand illusory pagodas slowly emerged from above his head, and a powerful battle intent enveloped Fang Yang.

He spoke very politely, but his actions were anything but.

Unlike Fang Yang, he valued face more and preferred to maintain a semblance of peace. However, he only maintained a semblance of peace, as long as he could provide an explanation to the outside world.

Even though everyone else knew that he and Fang Yang had an irreconcilable conflict, he still had to act as if they were united as fellow disciples and brothers.

As soon as Daoist Duobao spoke, the hall fell silent, and all the forces present stared intently. The moment was about to arrive for them to witness which of the two disciples of the Jie Sect was more outstanding.

Fang Yang looked up at Daoist Duobao, his expression calm and undisturbed. He slowly stood up, unleashing a surge of battle intent that shattered Daoist Duobao's fighting spirit.

"Duobao, you need not feign politeness towards me. I have no kinship with you. I suppressed your fellow disciples who were born from eggs and had fur and horns, and you already harbor deep hatred for me. If you could openly and honestly be hostile towards me, I would look up to you. Your hypocrisy truly disappoints me."

Fang Yang's clear voice resounded throughout Biyou Palace, reaching the ears of every immortal present. His words left all the immortals utterly astonished.

No one expected that Fang Yang, the vice leader of the Jie Sect, would be so lacking in manners. Others would rather keep such internal sect grudges to themselves, but Fang Yang was different; he spoke of the grudges openly in public.

Daoist Duobao's face alternated between pale and flushed. He subconsciously looked at the Tongtian Sect Leader, only to see that the Tongtian Sect Leader was expressionless and showed no intention of reprimanding Fang Yang.

At that moment, he could only suppress his anger and force a big smile onto his face.

"Very well. Fang Yang, since you've put it this way, I'll speak frankly with you. Ever since you became a disciple, you've slaughtered all your fellow disciples. You boast of your superior magical power and look down on everyone in the world. Today, I will utterly defeat you at your most triumphant moment. I'll show you what it means to be outmatched and to know that there are always people more powerful than you."

As Duobao Daoist spoke, a three-flower auspicious cloud appeared above his head, and a dark shadow took shape in the sky, unleashing the aura of a quasi-saint.

This aura was supreme, unmatched by anyone except Daoist Duobao. Daoist Duobao seemed to reign above all immortals, becoming the master of all immortals, whom no one could look up to.

Those quasi-saints and powerful beings were one thing, but even the Great Luo Golden Immortals had no choice but to circulate their magical power and unleash their magic treasures to resist the oppressive aura of Daoist Duobao.

On the other side, a world of fire appeared behind Fang Yang, and his aura rose steadily, gradually becoming equal to that of Daoist Duobao.

"Duobao, you don't need to label me. I only care about those creatures with fur and horns, born from eggs in the wet. Even if such monsters cultivate to become saints or even demon ancestors, I still despise them from the bottom of my heart. This is the sacred temple of our sect, and it cannot be desecrated. If you want to fight, come to the Turtlefall Plains. I will be waiting for you there!"

As soon as Fang Yang finished speaking, his figure vanished from before the immortals with a pop, like a phantom.

Upon seeing this, Daoist Duobao's pupils contracted. Fang Yang had been right in front of him the whole time, yet he had no idea when Fang Yang had left!

Even the powerful figures of heaven and earth, including Zhenyuan Daxian, were taken aback by Fang Yang's actions, as they witnessed his departure. Fang Yang used the laws of space to teleport away from Biyou Palace.

Fang Yang's mastery of spatial laws may not be as great as those old guys, but he has still reached a considerable level of proficiency.

"The Sage of Heaven has a worthy successor!"

Zhenyuan Daxian glanced at Tongtian Jiaozhu with envy, feeling a pang of jealousy in his heart.

He possesses a powerful moral blackmail formation, making his demise impossible. With his cultivation and foundation, as long as he perseveres, achieving sainthood is inevitable. He doesn't envy the Tongtian Sect Leader's cultivation level, but only his lineage.

For beings like them, the greatest achievement is cultivating an outstanding disciple. Clearly, the Tongtian Sect Leader's wish has been fulfilled.

The Jade Emperor was incredibly excited; he had made the right choice in selecting this ally. Once Fang Yang reached the late stage of the Primordial Golden Immortal realm, he would be able to join forces with Fang Yang to plan their path to enlightenment.

"Disciples grow up to be independent of their teachers. My two disciples each have their own philosophies. They fight for their own path and philosophies, and I support them. Now, let's see their battle."

With a flick of his finger, the Tongtian Sect Leader created a light screen in the void, displaying various scenes of the tortoise falling into the Great Plain.