Collapse, survive

It was all Huanlong's doing!

Hu Lei still owes me...

I'll owe it to you for now.

Fang Jie burned like a thousand calamities, while Ting Yun's expression was strange.

Beneath the flames, the woody texture spread, burning freely. Like the heart of a thousand tribulations, it was immortal and indestructible, instead devouring the 'fire' that had entered its body.

"That's it."

He tilted his head, and a drop of black liquid flowed out.

"How about you try this?"

Terrifying energy, bizarre abilities, complex changes... everything was stripped of its special effects, becoming a turbulent bubble, as if it would collapse at any moment.

The poison gathered by the many cultivators of the Dan Ding Si, and the destructive premonition formed by the soul fire within his body, foreshadowed the coming of destruction.

Falling apart!

Tingyun's expression was strange as he saw a pair of clear, watery eyes adorned with golden rings. In the reflection of those eyes, everything appeared illusory.

So if you want an immortal body, go seek [IX], which contains immortality.

Fang Jie reached out and grabbed her neck, where an inextinguishable flame ignited.

"Hehehe, hahahaha..."

Laughter was useless, so Fang Jie simply blocked her in the road. Unable to wait any longer, he elbowed her.

"Such a dim fire is not worth mentioning."

The traveler on the path of destruction, trying to ignite the messenger with that flame, made Huanlong laugh. He waved his fan lightly, his expression relaxed and cheerful.

She didn't care about those few "empty" things.

As a lowly pawn in the pioneering movement, how much more can you struggle?

Fang Jie doesn't need to struggle; just buy time, keep her away from the battlefield, reduce casualties, and save people.

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Chapter 111 Fireworks: So, I ran away.

"Hey, where's Fang Jie?"

During this period, March 7th has been experiencing a lot of emotional ups and downs. She is an innocent and carefree young girl with an adventurous spirit, and she is just short of being a curious child who runs to taste what the Jianmu fruit tastes like.

With appetite increasing to this extent, one will inevitably become obese sooner or later.

Xing looked back: "He's behind me, and... Tingyun too."

Is it an illusion?

Although everything looks normal, it seems to be on fire. But upon closer inspection, everything is normal again, like an illusion—it's Fang Jie bullying the delicious fox, biting it, biting it. What is he doing?

Walter's expression remained unchanged: "Let's go, don't look back."

"Eh?!"

I don't understand March 7th.

"Let's go, there seems to be someone ahead."

Xing has already taken action; she trusts Uncle Yang and Fang Jie.

The ground was littered with the remains of demonic creatures that hadn't been cleaned up yet, and the wounds on these monsters' stiff bodies were slowly closing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Without a doubt, although they had no heads and no vital signs, they were not completely dead.

"Be careful, little one, these monsters are incredibly resilient."

March 7th reminded Star to silently fire a series of ice arrows; this was when she was most useful.

Arrows are plentiful; take as many as you like.

It's clear that Fang Jie and Ting Yun's hesitation to move forward was ultimately due to the fact that their senior, San Yueqi, had realized something and was being more cautious.

"Well done, Little March."

Walter praised her prudence.

"No, Uncle Yang, that's all I can do. I can't do anything about those Jianmu roots."

Not only her, but Xing was also helpless.

It's already a miracle that she was able to destroy the roots of the Jianmu tree, thanks to the baseball bat. But a baseball bat trying to destroy too many things... is not like a toothpick against a large vat, but the helplessness of a grain of sand against the vast ocean.

The Flame Spear is not even practical in this situation; it cannot ignite the Jianmu tree, and if it does, it only enchants the roots of the Jianmu tree with flames.

Walter wasn't surprised at all, nor did he make any demands: "After all, it's a creation of the apothecary. To destroy the Jianmu tree, even a little bit, would require the power of the Star God."

And pioneering is not a path of great destruction, well, it shouldn't be.

"There's someone ahead."

They began to reunite with the survivors, catch up with the Cloud Cavalry's progress, and arrive at the forefront of the campaign against the Medicine King's Secret Teachings, which was also Jing Yuan's official commission.

……

……

Jing Yuan secretly hoped that the Star Train could hold back the mysterious and sinister enemy.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The laughter, just like Tingyun's, gradually transformed into another, more seductive voice. She was so pleased with herself for the insignificant struggle before her.

but--

A massive beam of light cleaved through her body from behind!

"Huanghuang Weiling——"

"I obey my command—"

“——Kill without mercy!”

Just as Fang Jie was struggling to reach Huanlong, the Shence General who came to support broke the deadlock. The Light Arrow of [Hunter] seized the opportunity when Huanlong's body, which had not yet merged with the Undying God's true form and was still just the [Destruction] Commander born from Suiyang, struck her down on the spot.

When it comes to fighting the sun, Xianzhou is the professional.

That's a significant and frequently mentioned event in the history of the Immortal Ship: the Fire Calamity Era!

Most people wouldn't understand the value of this kind of historical writing.

Won!

The mere Suiyang, a subspecies of Suiyang belonging to the Astral Spirit Class, Anomaly Order, Soul Essence Family in the Spiritual Beings Realm.

Tingyun's appearance completely dissipated, transforming into a burning 'big eyeball,' like a deep, dark sun, a fiery demon that scorches the heavens. It is difficult for human eyes to observe her, and she can only be revealed through high-energy electromagnetic waves.

"Ah ah ah ah ah……"

They screamed so horribly, it was completely unbelievable.

"Jing Yuan, how could this be... You should be in the Lin Yuan Realm!"

She still had the strength to fight against the God Lord. It was a fierce and earth-shattering battle. Fang Jie, who was burning on the spot, could hardly get involved, nor did he need to. The people of the Immortal Ship were really professional in fighting Sui Yang.

He was motionless.

The scene was quite spectacular, progressing from one victory to another, with the Jianmu tree being completely destroyed – all in a perfectly reasonable manner.

These Protoss beings are limited in their abilities. Even the Spectral, who is skilled in 'spiritual destruction', can only amplify emotions and control behavior, but cannot create thoughts out of thin air.

And it can be countered by those with strong emotions.

Since the time of Emperor Sui, the Suiyang clan has developed a weakness: an inescapable urge to entangle themselves with the Immortal Ship, always wanting to test their skills against the Immortal Ship General, and hoping to seize the body of a general if given the chance...

Wow, that's something I absolutely can't resist the urge to do.

"No, Jingyuan, I haven't lost yet!"

Huanlong was the same way, clinging on and trying to bypass the Divine Lord to invade Jingyuan's body, only to be repeatedly repelled and scattered.

"You have already lost, Tingyun. Now, prepare for your endless life in the prison."

Jing Yuan is truly a general!

The outcome was decided long before the battle even began.

As a pure energy being without a fixed form, the original Suiyang's greatest pleasure was to parasitize and manipulate flesh and blood bodies.

Long before the Celestial Boat People transformed into the Long-Dwelling Race, Suiyang had already made contact with them. After encountering Suiyang, the Celestial Boat People, seeing the ever-changing nature of this race and their ability to create all sorts of illusions... became fascinated by this and allowed Suiyang to stay on their Celestial Boat for a short time.

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But soon the nature of the sunflowers was revealed; they attempted to possess human bodies, extract love, hate, joy, and sorrow, and control the host's will.

It turns out that Suiyang learns knowledge from the host's brain by parasitizing, and the parasitized Xianzhou people will have an uncontrollable urge to overeat, indulge in lust, injure, and destroy in order to please Suiyang in exchange for powerful abilities.

Therefore, the process by which Suiyang tames the host's mind is essentially a process of consuming and using the host's physical body.

Therefore, this chaos of the year's yang energy is actually a disaster caused by possession.

When the calamity of possession reached its peak, Suihuang, the leader of the Suiyang clan, transformed into the sun and led the entire Suiyang clan to form a celestial body, intending to destroy the immortal ship and continue wandering the Milky Way to seize the next flesh and blood body.

Then he suffered a crushing defeat, was captured, and met a tragic end.

The nameless hero, using a suicide squad tactic, threw the Celestial Ship's power void engine into the celestial body composed of the sun, causing the sun to collapse prematurely and thus defeating it. The remnants of the Fire Emperor were imprisoned in the Zhu Ming Celestial Ship Prison and sentenced to provide power to the Celestial Ship [Zhu Ming] for the rest of their lives.

"Capture the spirit fire in one fell swoop, seal the demon and seal the strange vessel."

—Song of the Emperor's Bow Tracks

Many stories followed, and the role of the Emperor of Fire shifted repeatedly. He even became an indispensable and important piece in the story of the Emperor of Bow and Fate's ascension to godhood, adding a rich and colorful stroke to the narrative.

—This doesn't change the fact that He was still imprisoned by the celestial boat.

And the people of the Immortal Boat must always remember: never look directly at the Emperor of Fire.

Because once you do that, you will fall into an endless illusion and be manipulated by the Emperor without even realizing it.

Flowers in a mirror, the moon in the water.

Like a dream.

Three days later, in Changletian, Xianzhou, on the bustling commercial street, the three generals of the Starry Sky Train quietly stopped in the distance, each with a cup of milk tea.

Fang Jie drinks without a straw, enjoying the sweet taste.

March 7th sighed, "It's truly incomprehensible. Such a powerful monster was defeated just like that, destined to spend the rest of his life in the Netherworld Prison."

Xing tried to place the milk tea cup in front of her chest, but failed. She gazed resentfully at the bustling crowd in the distance and sighed in confusion, "What's so hard to understand? That's a general. He gave us a lot of rewards. We're rich now. We can drink one cup of Xingyu Bobo after another."

"That's right. I can enjoy drinking milk tea here thanks to the General. Let's go, let's go to the next place. Fang Jie, follow me, let's go find Bai Lu."

"Yes, yes, let Bailu examine you and tell you what medicine to use for a scumbag."

They chattered away, saying things that were absolutely impossible.

Fang Jie finished his milk tea and let out a long sigh.

"The Immortal Ship is quite good; a peaceful environment suits it better. We can't let every place become like ruins, or the world will descend into chaos."

The sun was shining brightly, and he felt languid, his body soft and warm, as if he were about to fall asleep. Only in his slightly squinted eyes could one vaguely see his pupils, which had never gone out.

He said sarcastically, "Speaking of which, Tingyun, your imagination is lacking. How could Jingyuan be so stingy, offering money as compensation? It's barely enough for me to pay off Beloberg's debts and buy that entire star system. That's too meager."

They won't even give me the Jade Sign for the Alliance. What's wrong with me? Was the Immortal Ship I came on fake? Did they swallow my benefits?

As soon as he spoke, 'Star' and 'March 7' turned to look at him. Their eyes were dark, as if flickering with will-o'-the-wisps, just like the style of Kafka's Ghost Wanted Poster.

In the bustling crowds of Chang Le Tian, ​​everyone was looking at him; countless faces and eyes were on him.

It was like a nightmare.

"Your memories are hard to fathom, but your emotions are crystal clear."

He, she, and they all spoke in unison:

Even so, you shouldn't have realized it was an illusion.

“Prisoner, puppet, and plaything of the Sleeping One, I must admit, your troublesome nature is beyond my expectations.”