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Chapter 885 - 455 Immortal Treasures

Chapter 885: 455 Immortal Treasures

In the Taixing Star Ring, there is a very powerful Nangong Immortal Clan, known as a "family of immortal cultivation," with countless members spread across multiple star rings.

In the White Light Star Ring, there is a branch of the Nangong Immortal Clan, though it is a side branch, its roots run deep and must not be underestimated.

Nangong Fuyun hails from this branch. He is ambitious and once attempted to proclaim himself the master of Baiqiu Star.

However, Baiqiu Star ultimately belongs to the Xiafei Sect, and naturally, it cannot be allowed to be ceded or occupied by any immortal cultivation family.

Nangong Fuyun’s daydream did not materialize, so he harbored resentment towards the Xiafei Sect, expressing many grudges.

"Young Master Tang, this old man greets you," said Nangong Fuyun with clasped hands and laughed heartily.

Tang Yuanguan glanced at Cao Jiaoyu, displeased, and said, "How dare you trouble Nangong Ancestor, who is burdened with so many responsibilities?"

Cao Jiaoyu looked bitter, stammering.

Nangong Fuyun interrupted, "Don’t blame Cao Shuixian, this time I came uninvited."

Tang Yuanguan responded, "Oh? What advice does Nangong Ancestor have for us?"

Nangong Fuyun continued, "These past few days, a formidable person has been rampaging across the Cloud Dragon Continent, pillaging everywhere, causing considerable losses to our Nangong City."

Tang Yuanguan raised an eyebrow and said, "Are you searching for that powerful person?"

Nangong Fuyun nodded, "I heard that person visited Daffodil City, so I personally came hoping to find some clues."

Tang Yuanguan considered for a moment and replied, "Yesterday, an evil immortal attempted to forcefully enter Daffodil Palace and harass two fairies, but we fought them off together.

Hmm, how about we exchange information to see if the powerful person you’re searching for is that evil immortal."

Nangong Fuyun’s lips curled into an almost imperceptible sneer as he nodded, "I had the same thought."

The two exchanged information.

As expected!

"The recent chaos truly was caused by the same person," Nangong Fuyun’s face darkened, and killing intent flowed in his eyes.

Tang Yuanguan coldly said, "That powerful person has some strength, and he picks soft targets. I’m afraid, Nangong Ancestor, it will be difficult for you to find him."

Nangong Fuyun is in the Heaven and Earth Realm, almost reaching the perfection of this realm, daring to claim the first on Baiqiu Star!

Theoretically, the fate of everyone on Baiqiu Star could be easily managed by him.

But the premise is that he must personally encounter that powerful person, or at least see them once.

This is a stage the Heaven and Earth Immortals cannot bypass.

But if he was at the See All Living Beings Realm, everything would be easy.

No matter if you are a person or other creature, in front of See All Living Beings, there is nowhere to hide.

The See All Living Beings Immortal only needs to know a person’s name or appearance, or even just catch a trace of their aura to enact a calamity and kill them without a trace.

Thinking of these, Nangong Ancestor’s face shifted between light and dark, seemingly at a loss.

Tang Yuanguan’s lips curled slightly, exposing a blatant sneer, and indifferently said, "This skulking scoundrel ravages unchecked, indeed difficult to manage, but every evil man meets his match. I know a ’White Dove Daoist’ very skilled in pursuing, perhaps we can invite him to help."

Upon hearing this, Deng Jinxiu thought to himself indeed.

This White Dove Daoist is one of the guest elders nurtured by the Tang Immortal Clan, specializing in unconventional techniques and multitude of skills.

Hearing this, Nangong Fuyun’s heart could not help but sink.

The cultivation of White Dove Daoist is not weak, lying between the late stage of Heaven and Earth and perfection.

Once the White Dove Daoist arrives, the affairs on Baiqiu Star will no longer be dictated by Nangong Fuyun alone.

Inviting trouble within is not good.

Especially since inviting a deity is easy, sending one away is difficult!

Nangong Fuyun more wanted to resolve Fang Zhixing alone and then swallow everything he had.

After all, Fang Zhixing had already plundered so many people, the wealth on his body must be astonishing.

He had already learned from Cao Jiaoyu that Tang Yuanguan’s Tenth Level Immortal Treasure, Six Harmonies Mirror, which he carried around, was also snatched away.

"A Tenth Level Immortal Treasure, which even I don’t possess..."

Nangong Fuyun was momentarily excited, eager to find Fang Zhixing immediately, kill him and seize the treasure, gaining immense fortune.

So, he gestured, "That powerful person ran amok on Baiqiu Star, capturing him is my duty, why trouble the White Dove Daoist? Young Master Tang, don’t worry, I will figure out a way to capture this villain and recover your justice."

After speaking, he turned and left, disappearing in a flash.

"You!"

Tang Yuanguan was furious, fuming, "Old bastard, you’re really unprincipled, wanting to hog everything."

Cao Jiaoyu quickly said, "Young Master Tang, calm down. Although Nangong Ancestor is unwilling to lend us a Sound Transmission Talisman, I can still try my luck at Cangyan City."

Tang Yuanguan replied dejectedly, "Go quickly and come back soon."

Cao Jiaoyu had to comply.

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Nangong Fuyun flew out of Daffodil City, chose a direction, and dashed away.

Several hours later, a wild and rugged landscape appeared before him, with extremely complex terrain, layers of toxic miasma rolling continuously, blocking the sky and the sun.

Nangong Fuyun plunged into the miasma, skillfully arriving in front of a large cave.

Within the cave, dark purple light surged rhythmically.

A fierce and terrifying aura spread from deep within the cave, sending chills down one’s spine, making them dare not approach.

But Nangong Fuyun remained undaunted, coughed lightly and said, "Purple Water Chestnut Moth, come out and meet."

As soon as the words were spoken, suddenly!

A gust of sinister wind swept past, bone-chilling, infused with a thread of fateful power.

Nangong Fuyun’s face tightened, as his robe fluttered, the aura of fate enveloped his body, resisting the invasion of the ominous wind.

Shortly afterward, a large head slowly extended out of the cave entrance, revealing the head of a moth, a Tenth Level Immortal Beast.