Man is in the heavens, parasites are born

Chapter 86 Kunpeng's Backhand (Subscribe)

The divine consciousness manifested, and Fang Ming's shadow appeared, carefully observing this real sealed place.

The earth is as white as jade, emitting a faint glow. You can vaguely see strange patterns all over the white and flat earth.

These patterns resemble fish and roc, changing unpredictably. Sometimes they turn into Kun fish, sometimes into Tianpeng, and sometimes they are the opposition of creation and destruction... flowing with two completely opposite auras of the great way.

This is the external manifestation of Kunpeng Fa, opposition!

The method is profound and abstruse, with thousands of different faces for each person, not just one.

Looking up at the sky, he saw a huge, boundless, pitch-black magic tree lying quietly in the void.

This demonic tree was so huge that it filled the void, as if standing in a desolate universe.

The dark demon tree was covered with hideous wounds, and its branches and leaves were withered.

On the dark and rough demon body, there are fist marks, claw marks, bell marks, etc. Some wounds are translucent from front to back, and five-colored immortal blood is oozing out.

The five-colored immortal blood gathered and did not fall, condensing on the hideous wound. Strands of immortal aura spread out and turned into divine rings of precious light, like round five-colored gems.

Fang Ming looked carefully and could vaguely see countless Dao symbols interwoven in the five-colored blood, forming an unspeakable "Dao".

Chains that were constantly changing and flashing in black and white emerged from the void and bound up the dark body of the demonic tree.

"So that's how it is. No wonder I didn't sense much of the Immortal King's might!" Fang Ming said to himself in a daze after seeing this scene.

This is the backup plan left by Kunpeng, which suppresses and imprisons it, constantly refining and erasing it, and it no longer has that kind of immortal royal power.

Of course, as Xiaota said, the immortal body of King Pu Mo is no longer worthy of its name, although one can still sense the terrifying power contained in it.

However, there is a huge gap between this and the body of the Immortal King that can easily destroy the universe as imagined.

It is far from being comparable to the peak Immortal King's body, and it is impossible to judge to what level it has been reduced to.

From this we can see that Kunpeng’s back-up plan is still very useful.

Soon, Fang Ming's consciousness was attracted by a special aura of the Great Dao.

He discovered an almost disappearing Kunpeng mark on a vast white land.

From the information left by the brand, he learned what had happened.

As early as the ancient era of immortals, after many battles, Pu Mowang's soul was almost wiped out and his body suffered unimaginable damage. He couldn't even remove the remaining weapons in the wound by himself.

When Demon King Pu was lurking in the eight realms of the lower realm to heal his wounds, he managed to remove the real dragon scales and some pieces of flesh embedded in his wounds with great difficulty and absorbed their essence to heal his wounds.

Before his injuries recovered, he met Kunpeng, who was also seriously injured, but in slightly better condition.

The result is self-evident. His immortal soul, which he had worked so hard to condense, was shattered, leaving only his immortal body.

Afterwards, Kunpeng discovered that this immortal king's body was very special. It could spontaneously gather the power of the immortal soul that had been scattered between heaven and earth, and combine it into residual consciousness.

However, although Kunpeng wanted to kill him completely at that time, after being hit by the Immortal-Breaking Curse, her Taoism was disappearing all the time, and she was powerless. She could only barely seal the incomplete seal of Pu Mowang and leave a backup plan.

After nearly an era, although this remnant consciousness had grown a lot stronger, it was still no match for the imprint of the Great Dao left by Kunpeng when he drove the Wheel of Reincarnation. It was once again shattered, and the immortal blood that the Immortal King's body had restored on its own was also wiped out.

Given the current condition of this body, it would take millions of years to gather the remaining consciousness again, which is simply impossible!

Browsing the information in the mark, Fang Ming completely relaxed.

Although Kunpeng's realm is one level lower than that of the Immortal King, he is still a person of that realm.

Relatively speaking, her situation was better than that of Pu Mowang at the beginning.

It is normal that the backup plan left behind can defeat the remaining consciousness of Pu Mowang.

Looking at the brand on the ground, Fang Ming shook his head and sighed.

The Kunpeng Mark finally mentioned that if anyone later arrived, they would do everything they could to slay the foreign king she had suppressed, regardless of the cost. This was because the immortal king had once wreaked endless havoc across the nine heavens and ten earths, and they absolutely could not allow him to recover from this rare opportunity.

Otherwise, the nine heavens and ten earths would be truly destroyed.

For such people, creation and destruction are just a matter of thought. Even if the nine heavens and ten earths are formed by the fusion of multiple universes, it is easy for them to destroy them.

At the end of the message, she hoped that someone who had the ability to do so would take care of her only surviving offspring.

She mentioned that her descendants were also severely damaged in the great battle of Xian Gu, and were born with defects, making it difficult for them to grow up and become truly strong.

Fang Ming remained silent for a long time as he watched the Dao's mark slowly dissipate.

This was a sacred immortal who cared about this world until his death. Fang Ming asked himself, if he were to fall into that state, God knows what he would become.

Then, Fang Ming carefully explored the area again. After making sure that nothing was missed, his consciousness turned into a tide and withdrew from the sealed world.

Outside, Fang Ming's spiritual incarnation looked at the white bone tower and asked, "Brother Tower, what are your plans?"

The small tower remained silent, and a divine chain of order spread from the white tower, transforming into a one-inch-sized nine-story ancient tower phantom that fell towards the bone altar.

The shadow of the nine-story bone tower fell, directly covering the one-inch magic tree lying on the altar, and slowly fell down.

The bone tower was hazy, and the Taoist patterns on it were intertwined, transforming into countless tiny ferocious beasts galloping.

In an instant, the roars of countless ferocious beasts turned into thunderous sounds and spread out, like the roaring of hundreds of millions of troops. The entire small world shook and countless cracks appeared.

Fang Ming looked at Xiaota's actions with a slightly strange look on his face and asked in confusion, "Brother Ta, what are you doing?"

It would be fine if it had nine or even six floors, but now there are only four floors left. The strength of the small tower is less than one billionth of its original strength. Is it possible for it to destroy the remains of Demon King Pu?
Xiaota said calmly, "Let's make an attempt to see how much essence remains in this immortal body."

After hearing this, Fang Ming was shocked. Xiaota was so reckless!
He was still thinking of taking it slow, trying slowly, and extracting the immortal essence and even the supreme Dao principles from Pu Mowang's body bit by bit.

Unexpectedly, Xiaota was much more reckless than him.

Seeing the fleeting look of surprise on Fang Ming's blurred face, Xiaota said calmly, "Since this immortal's residual consciousness has been defeated, it's a good time to try something new!"

"Good fellow, what a guy! He is worthy of being a tower born in the nine heavens and ten earths. When he gets stubborn, he is more reckless than anyone else!" Fang Ming was speechless.

Recalling everything about this little tower, it embodies both caution and recklessness.

When it is cautious, it is very careful, fearing that it will be implicated in various causes and effects.

But sometimes, it became reckless and dared to break into the original gate after just retaking two floors of the tower.

Fang Ming couldn't even tell whether it was ignorance and fearlessness, or just confidence!

Such actions are not only reflected in the small tower, but also in the monks in this world.

"Let it try. After all, its tower is extremely solid. It was once a figure at the level of the Immortal King, and is on the same level as the Demon King Pu. Speaking of which, the condition of the small tower is much better than that of the Demon King Pu!"

Just as Fang Ming's mind was in a state of confusion, the nine-story bone tower fell down inch by inch and completely sank into the bone altar.

After entering, an astonishing scene appeared.

The originally three-inch-sized phantom of the bone tower suddenly shrank in size and turned into a faint light point that was invisible to the naked eye.

Its size has been compressed to the extreme!

Of course, this is nothing in Fang Ming's eyes. If he pays attention, he can "see" even the smallest particles clearly.

After all, he wasn't really seeing with his eyes. As the incarnation of his spiritual consciousness, he essentially used some kind of magical power to observe his surroundings, not his eyes.

Staring at the altar carefully, Fang Ming observed the changes in it very seriously.

(End of this chapter)