Fang Qingxue looked at Fang Han, her cold eyes showing little emotion.
She understood Fang Han's choice and his concerns.
Fang Han is currently only at the Divine Power Realm, and in the Immortal Realm where Profound Immortals and Golden Immortals roam freely, he is not even worth a speck of dust.
Without the protection of the Feathered Gate, he could hardly even survive in the area surrounding this sacred mountain.
"I understand." Fang Qingxue's voice remained cold. "Your choice was not wrong."
Upon hearing this, Fang Han breathed a sigh of relief, but also felt somewhat disappointed.
He thought the young lady would forcibly take him away.
“Feng Baiyu is an unfathomable man; I can’t see through him.” Fang Qingxue changed the subject. “He handed over the Feathered Gate to Hua Tiandu and then helped you ascend to immortality; this was definitely not out of kindness.”
"Your luck is being stolen by him in a way I can't understand. The fact that the Feather Emperor took you as his disciple may be your turning point, but it could also be part of his plan."
Fang Han's heart sank.
Has your luck been stolen?
Although he didn't understand the mystery, the word "steal" sent chills down his spine.
"Then what should I do?" Fang Han asked hurriedly.
“You have no choice but to leave it to fate.” Fang Qingxue’s answer surprised him. “But you must remember that you cannot trust anyone, including the Feather Emperor.”
"I'm going to a very far place to find my lost power, so I can no longer protect you."
"Before I leave, I will pass on to you the cultivation method of the Lesser Destiny Technique."
Fang Han's body trembled violently, and he asked incredulously, "Minor Destiny Technique, what is that?"
"No need to say more." Fang Qingxue interrupted him. "The karma of the Lesser Destiny Technique is too great. With your current level, you simply cannot cultivate it. Forcing your way into cultivation will only bring about your death."
"What I'm giving you is just its seed."
"This seed will lie dormant in the deepest part of your soul, and may save your life when you are in the most danger. At the same time, it can also, to some extent, obscure your fate, so that Feng Baiyu's schemes will not be so successful."
After saying that.
Fang Qingxue extended her crystal-clear, jade-like fingers and gently touched Fang Han's brow.
Buzz!
Fang Han felt as if his head was about to explode.
An endless, profound torrent of information, too mysterious to be described in words, surged into his soul and consciousness.
The information was neither text nor images.
Rather, it is a manifestation of the pure "Tao".
Each rune seems to be explaining the ultimate mystery of the universe and telling the story of the fate of all living beings.
He witnessed a living being from birth to death.
I witnessed a world from its creation to its destruction.
...
Faced with this massive amount of information, he was as insignificant as a candle flame in a storm, which could be extinguished at any moment.
Just as he was about to break down.
A soft purple light emanated from Fang Qingxue's fingers.
The raging torrent of information was soothed and restrained by this purple light, eventually condensing into a strange rune the size of a grain of rice, constantly changing its shape, which sank into the deepest part of his soul, completely concealing its trace.
Thump.
Fang Han's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, his whole body already soaked in cold sweat.
Receiving just one "seed" almost exhausted all his energy.
"Remember my words."
Fang Qingxue's voice rang in his ears.
Fang Han struggled to lift his head. In the inn, that peerless figure had disappeared, leaving only a faint, cold aura.
She left.
Fang Han sat on the ground for a long time before he finally regained some strength.
He looked inward at his soul, but he couldn't find any trace of the seed of destiny. It was as if everything just now was an illusion.
But he knew it wasn't a hallucination.
The young lady's warning still rings in my ears.
Feng Baiyu...
Fang Han's fists clenched unconsciously.
He stood up, straightened his robes, left the inn, and headed towards the Feathered Immortal Palace.
No matter what lies ahead, the only thing he can do now is to seize the opportunity of being a disciple of the Feather Emperor and desperately improve his strength.
Only by possessing power can one control their own destiny.
...
Creation Peak.
Deep within the palace shrouded in celestial mist, Zhao Feng sat cross-legged.
His eyes seemed to pierce through endless space, allowing him to see everything that happened inside and outside the Feathered Gate clearly.
Fang Qingxue's appearance and departure, her conversation with Fang Han, and even the seed of destiny that was quietly planted, could not escape his perception.
"Minor Destiny Technique... Interesting."
Zhao Feng smiled slightly.
As expected of the reincarnation of the Goddess of Lightning, even though her power has not yet been restored, her actions are still extraordinary.
But that's just right.
A game without any variables would be too boring.
He withdrew his gaze and stopped paying attention to what Fang Han was doing.
A thought suddenly occurred to him.
Above their heads, the treasure of the Thirty-Three Heavens quietly appeared.
The aura of creation immediately emanated outwards.
...
The Celestial Realm, the Heavenly Court.
This is the supreme ruling core of the immortal realm, above countless immortal sects.
Towering celestial palaces, forged from divine gold and immortal jade, float above the thirty-three heavens, surrounded by endless star rivers, radiating an eternal and immortal supreme majesty that suppresses all heavens.
In the deepest part of Heaven.
Five figures exuding a terrifying aura sat high on the divine throne.
They were surrounded by laws, their natural Daoist charm seemingly capable of resonating with the laws of the entire immortal realm with every gesture.
It is the Heavenly Emperor, who holds a revered position in the Heavenly Court.
The true ruler of Heaven after the disappearance of the Creation Immortal King.
Chaos Heavenly Lord, Calamity Heavenly Lord, Slaughter Heavenly Lord, Thunder Emperor Heavenly Lord, and... Eternal Heavenly Lord!
Sudden.
The Calamity Lord, who was resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them.
Two tangible, fierce glints shot from his eyes. "This aura..."
Eternity and chaos also open their eyes at the same time.
"It's a divine artifact of creation!" The Eternal Heavenly Lord's voice was deep. "No, it's incomplete; it's an aura that blasphemes against creation!"
"Someone is coveting power that doesn't belong to him!" Golden flames blazed up on Chaos Lord's body, distorting the surrounding space.
Creation is the foundation of the Heavenly Court and the supreme authority by which the Heavenly Rulers maintain their rule.
Any unusual activity related to creation is the most serious provocation against the Heavenly Court!
The Calamity Lord spoke, "Found it!"
He reached out and grabbed, and a picture appeared in the void in front of him.
In the scene, the mountains stretch endlessly, shrouded in ethereal mist.
This is the location of the Immortal Ascension Gate in the Celestial Realm.
"The Feathered Ascension Sect? How dare they!" Chaotic Heavenly Lord roared in fury. "A mere immortal sect dares to covet the power of creation?"
"Could it be that the Feather Emperor is planning a rebellion?"
"Hehehe..." The Calamity Lord let out a piercing laugh. "Whether he wants it or not, now that we've discovered it, he has no choice."
"Pass on the order!"
The Heavenly Lord of Disaster stood up. "Gather the heavenly soldiers, led by the Ferocious Emperor, the Fiery Emperor, and the Fierce Emperor, and head to the Feathered Gate to find the one who has blasphemed against creation!"
Anyone who dares to resist will be killed without mercy!
Rumble!
With a command from the Heavenly Emperor, the Heavenly Court's war machine, which had been dormant for countless millennia, was restarted.
One after another, enormous warships, forged entirely from dark immortal gold, sailed out of the Heavenly Palace.
Countless celestial soldiers and generals, clad in standard celestial armor and wielding battle spears, surged out from their respective camps, converging into a torrent of steel.
An atmosphere of desolation, coldness, and destruction enveloped the entire Heavenly Court.
The next moment.
Above the Feathered Gate, space was forcibly torn apart by an incomparably tyrannical force.
The massive, dark warships blotted out the sun, as if the end of the world had arrived.
On the three leading main ships.
The figures of Fenghuang, Ninghuang, and Liehuang resembled three world-destroying demon gods, looking down at the peaceful immortal mountain below.
A terrifying pressure, like a celestial river overflowing its banks, poured down.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Inside the Feathered Gate, the warning bell rang frantically, its sound shrill and urgent.
The entire protective array was activated instantly, with billions of runes lighting up to form a massive light shield that enveloped the entire sect.
Countless disciples of the Feathered Ascension Sect rushed out of their respective caves in terror, looking up at the horrifying scene in the sky. Their faces were ashen, and their legs trembled.
"Heaven... Heavenly Court! It's the Heavenly Court's army!"
"What happened? Why is the Heavenly Court attacking my Feathered Ascension Sect?"
Deep within the Immortal Palace of Ascension.
The Feather Emperor, who was in seclusion, was also awakened by the commotion.
He took a step forward and appeared above the sect. Looking at the three familiar yet hostile figures, his expression turned extremely ugly. "Feng Emperor, Ning Emperor, Lie Emperor! What is the meaning of this, you three?"
He was shocked, angry, and confused.
The Feathered Gate has always been loyal to the Heavenly Court, and he himself is on good terms with several ancient emperors of the Heavenly Court. Why would the Heavenly Court suddenly send a large army to the border and adopt this posture of fighting to the death?
What do you mean?
On the main ship, the Ferocious Emperor let out a sinister laugh, "Feather Emperor, stop pretending!"
"Your Feathered Ascension Sect harbors a traitor who desecrates creation, a crime deserving of death! Today, we are here on the orders of the Heavenly Lord to wipe them out!"
"If you know what's good for you, immediately open the great formation and hand over the traitor. Otherwise, your Feathered Ascension Sect will be wiped out today!"
A rebellion that blasphemes against creation?
Upon hearing this, the Feather Emperor was completely stunned.
As the head of the Feathered Ascension Sect, he knew exactly who was in the sect.
Not to mention blaspheming against creation, not even one disciple dares to criticize the Heavenly Court!
This is utter nonsense!
“Three fellow Daoists, there must be some misunderstanding!” Emperor Yu hurriedly explained, “Our Yuhua Sect is united and loyal to the Heavenly Court. There is absolutely no way that any of us would rebel!”
"Misunderstanding?" The flames around Emperor Lie surged, his tone extremely agitated. "We sensed that aura clearly; its source is within your Feathered Ascension Sect! Emperor Yu, do you still want to deny it?"
"Hand over the people! Otherwise, don't blame us for razing your Immortal Ascension Mountain to the ground!"
The terrifying killing intent was so palpable that it caused the protective array below to hum under its own weight.
The Feather Emperor's heart sank to the bottom.
He realized that the other party wasn't there to investigate at all, but rather to confront him after already determining the facts.
The Feather Emperor's mind was racing, but he maintained the composure of a sect leader.
He knew it very well.
The three emperors of Heaven, especially the two sons of the Calamity Heavenly Lord, Fenghuang and Ninghuang, have always been the Heavenly Court's henchmen, ruthless and never reasonable.
This matter will absolutely not end well.
“Three fellow Daoists, there must be something fishy about this matter.”
The Feather Emperor's voice echoed across the land, attempting to stabilize the situation.
"Our Yuhua Sect is utterly loyal to the Heavenly Court and reveres the Creation Immortal King as a god. How could we dare to harbor the slightest thought of blasphemy?"
"Rebellion? That's out of the question!"
"Hmph, loyal and devoted?"
On the main ship, the most imposing figure, exuding a tyrannical aura, stepped forward.
His body was engulfed in raging immortal flames, which distorted the sky.
"Emperor Yu, I have no time to waste words with you!"
The Ferocious Emperor's voice was chilling and piercing, his eyes sweeping across the entire Feather Gate below. "I'll give you ten breaths."
"Hand over that traitor, then bind your own hands and come back to Heaven with us to plead guilty. Perhaps then we can ensure that your Yuhua Sect lineage will not be extinguished."
"Otherwise, after today, there will be no more Feathered Ascension Sect in the Immortal Realm!"
Upon hearing this, all the disciples and elders of the Feathered Ascension Sect paled in shock.
That's too domineering!
The Feather Emperor's face also darkened completely.
He is the dignified leader of the Feathered Ascension Sect, a reincarnation of the Heavenly Lord. When has he ever suffered such humiliation?
"You wrathful emperor, don't push your luck!"
So what if I bully you?
The Ferocious Emperor let out a strange, cackling laugh, seemingly enjoying the Feather Emperor's angry yet helpless expression.
He raised his hand, and the dark, imposing Heavenly Army behind him, along with the cannons of countless warships, began to flash with destructive light.
A terrifying energy was gathering, ready to blast the Feathered Gate's protective mountain array into dust at a single command.
Just then.
Feng Huang's gaze locked onto Fang Han, who was standing behind Yu Huang.
In Fenghuang's perception, the aura of everyone in the entire Feathered Gate was clearly discernible.
This boy, however, seemed shrouded in mystery.
And in the deepest part of that mist.
He keenly caught a faint, yet incredibly familiar, hint of something.
That is the power of creation.
"Found it!"
Emperor Feng immediately spoke.
He originally thought it would take some effort to find the guy who was hiding.
Unexpectedly, it came to me without any effort at all!
He pointed to Fang Han's location, "Feather Emperor! I thought you were being deceived. Hand him over, and you'll still have a chance to turn back!"
All eyes turned to Fang Han.
Fang Han was completely stunned.
His mind went blank.
The Feather Emperor's pupils also contracted sharply.
How could it be him?
How could a minor cultivator who hasn't even reached the Longevity Realm possibly be associated with such a heinous crime as "blasphemy against creation"?
"Emperor Feng! Stop spouting nonsense!" Emperor Yu shouted sternly. "This boy is my newly accepted disciple. He hasn't even refined a single wisp of the celestial energy. How dare he accuse me of blaspheming creation!"
"Hahaha!"
The Ferocious Emperor burst into laughter, "Feather Emperor, you're really getting worse as you get older!"
"To tell you the truth, this time it was the Heavenly Emperor who ordered us to investigate!"
"The aura of blasphemy against fate and audacity to meddle with creation emanating from him cannot escape my eyes!"
"Hand him over immediately!"
The Feather Emperor's face was extremely grim.
Could it be... that Fang Han really has some secret that I haven't noticed?
He thought of Fang Han's incredible luck and the inexplicable sense of closeness he felt when he saw him.
For a moment, his mind was in turmoil. (End of Chapter)
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