Chapter 1865: Chapter 1962: Gift of the Dragon Bone

The oppressive aura that filled the entire earth at the birth of the Martial Sovereign finally disappeared. To the beings on earth, this brief moment, less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, was enough to make them extremely frightened and trembling.

Fortunately, this aura came suddenly and dissipated rapidly, not lasting long. However, both the strong of the Human Clan and the Demon Clan were well aware of the emergence of the new Martial Sovereign. Human Warriors, in particular, were exceptionally excited as the birth of a new Martial Arts Supreme signified the increasing prosperity of the Human Clan.

But it was different for the Demon Beast Clan. The more powerful Demon Beasts felt increasingly depressed. The Human Clan already had two Martial Sovereigns suppressing them to the point where they could hardly lift their heads, and now there was another Martial Sovereign. Would this let the Demon Beast Clan survive?

Even a single Martial Sovereign, let alone three, could sweep the entire Demon Beast Clan.

Fortunately, neither Mo Shouhe nor Fang Qingye had used their formidable strength to oppress the Demon Beast Clan, and it was thought that the newly born Martial Sovereign of the Human Clan would not overly oppress the Demon Beast Clan either.

Of course, the days for the Demon Beast Clan were bound to be more difficult than before. Various Human Clan forces were sure to take advantage of the new Martial Sovereign’s birth to exploit and seize the territories originally belonging to the Demon Beast Clan.

In this critical period, the Demon Beast Clan did not dare to have any major conflicts with the Human Clan and would generally choose to endure and compromise.

If there really were to be a major conflict with the Human Clan forces, the Demon Beast Clan would undoubtedly suffer significant losses, as their hard power now lagged far behind that of the Human Clan.

The birth of a new Martial Sovereign was a grand celebration for the Human Clan!

Various forces were moving rapidly to find out who exactly this new Martial Sovereign was, seizing the best opportunity to pay their respects.

These forces did not overdo it, fearing that being too aggressive might displease the new Martial Sovereign.

However, after inquiring here and there, various rumors appeared, and there were so many baseless rumors that people were left at a loss, unable to distinguish the truth from anyone’s mouth.

It was not until half a month later that definite news came from Emperor Bai City: the new Martial Sovereign was none other than the already famed martial arts prodigy, Hou Yi.

Upon the spread of this news, all forces were shocked, especially those martial arts masters who had long been famous. Each of them fell into silence, their hearts filled with bitterness and helplessness.

These renowned martial arts masters had been cultivating for thousands of years, known all along as respected seniors. Yet, compared to Hou Yi, the gap was immense.

How long had Hou Yi been cultivating? At most, just a few hundred years, and he had already entered the realm of the Martial Arts Supreme, stepping on those who had been cultivating for long ages.

This was simply a case of comparison being maddening, a total mismatch.

Some martial arts forces that had grudges with Hou Yi were almost scared out of their wits upon learning that the new Martial Sovereign was Hou Yi. Among them was a force known as the Four Directions Sect, whose Sect Master was a well-known martial arts master in the area. Hou Yi had once wanted to challenge this Sect Master of the Four Directions, but ended up being thrashed by several disciples under the Sect Master, nearly losing his life.

The Sect Master of the Four Directions had almost forgotten about Hou Yi, but unexpectedly, Hou Yi had risen to fame in recent years, and now had suddenly become a Martial Arts Supreme, shocking them like a bolt from the blue.

Upon learning this nightmare-like news, the Sect Master of the Four Directions was so frightened that he stood frozen in place, spitting blood and falling backward, repeatedly exclaiming that all was lost.

No one would doubt the news from Emperor Bai City. After all, Emperor Bai City was where Martial Sovereign Fang Qingye resided. If anyone knew about the birth of the new Martial Sovereign, it would be Fang Qingye.

With this, all forces rushed to Emperor Bai City, wishing to take advantage of the new Martial Sovereign’s birth, not only to visit the new Martial Sovereign but also to pay homage to Fang Qingye, seeing both Martial Sovereigns as a tremendous blessing.

But upon arrival in Emperor Bai City, they learned that the new Martial Sovereign had already left the city.

As for Fang Qingye himself, he did not wish to meet anyone and turned away all those who came to visit at the city gates.

This led to an awkward situation where those who came eagerly had to leave disappointed, unable to take a single step into Emperor Bai City, a futile trip.

Nonetheless, no one dared complain. The Martial Arts Supreme could choose whom to meet, and those visiting had no right to speak of it.

Indeed, Hou Yi had left Emperor Bai City shortly after staying there for only a few days. During this time, Fang Qingye had told Hou Yi everything he knew, from Xuanyuan Ya’s instructions to the dangers of Mo Shouhe and the Ancient Spirit Incarnations. Hou Yi understood everything thoroughly.

Not disappointing Fang Qingye and the departed Xuanyuan Ya, Hou Yi chose to follow the same path as them, striving to secure a sliver of hope for all living beings, regardless of life or death.

Fang Qingye also gifted Hou Yi a piece of Dragon Bone, which was taken from the True Dragon he had recently slain, the toughest spine of the True Dragon Body.

As for what Hou Yi would do with this piece of Dragon Bone, Fang Qingye did not interfere. Even if Hou Yi decided to consume the Dragon Bone, it would not matter.

In Fang Qingye’s opinion, Hou Yi would likely craft the Dragon Bone into a weapon, given how rare it was, especially the spine of a True Dragon. If made into a weapon, it would surely possess extraordinary power.

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In the midst of the myriad mountains, Fang Lin still sat cross-legged on the cliff, three years having passed since Hou Yi achieved the Martial Sovereign status.

During these three years, Fang Lin had never left this place, quietly cultivating. He had ventured countless times into the ancient cave below the cliff, with the contents on the mural there long memorized in his mind.

With a deepening understanding of the mural, Fang Lin gradually comprehended many things, his previous doubts slowly resolved.

"It seems, after all, that the Ancient Spirit Incarnations are not all united in purpose." Fang Lin gazed toward the direction of the Pill Saint Palace, his mind occupied with other matters.

The sudden appearance and rescue by the man with the umbrella, along with some details depicted on the mural, finally made things clear to Fang Lin. Though the Ancient Spirit Incarnations originated from the Ancient Spirit of Mountain Tu, not all were willing to be subjugated by it. The man with the umbrella was one such exception. In Fang Lin’s view, he was also an Ancient Spirit Incarnation but did not align with the likes of Mo Shouhe or the first-generation Demon Saint.

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