Stealthily cultivating in the chaotic world of demons and martial artists
Chapter 1231 - 1085: Evil God Brawl

Chapter 1231: Chapter 1085: Evil God Brawl

The next day.

Fang Xi strolled leisurely out of his courtyard, ready to carry out his task in Small Creek Village.

Just then, his ears twitched, and he raised his right hand.

A Niwan pellet fell into his palm.

After crushing it, he saw a slip of paper inside with a line of barely visible writing.

"Seems like not all is harmonious among these gods from beyond our world..."

Fang Xi chuckled softly, and the slip of paper in his hand ignited without wind, turning to ash.

He walked out of the city gates, and before long, arrived outside Small Creek Village.

The village was shrouded in mist, and several village women were by the creek, washing silk...

But now, it seemed they had been repeating this action for who knows how long, even as their hands were bloody and bones faintly visible, they did not give up!

Seeing this scene, Fang Xi immediately produced several talismans in his hand.

"By the order of the Heavenly Master, hasten!"

With a flick of his fingers, a talisman ignited, sparks shooting toward the women, miraculously turning into a gentle rain, falling from midair.

Threads of rainwater seeped into the bodies of these women, astonishingly healing their palms at a rapid pace.

Then, the women began to kneel down and vomit, the yellowish liquid mixed with black insect eggs.

Seeing this, they screamed in shock and fled the village without looking back.

It seemed that within the village lurked an indescribable terror that made them instinctively stay away.

Grrr!

Suddenly, a door of a village house was smashed open, and a figure rushed out.

The figure was dressed in ordinary peasant clothes, but its skin was festering and its eyes blood-red, like a horde of zombies.

Yet, they possessed incredible strength and rapid movements, lunging toward Fang Xi.

"Walking corpses?"

Fang Xi couldn’t help but comment, "Hey, hey... This has already exceeded the Strange-Suppressing Bureau’s task limit, hasn’t it?"

He reached into his chest with his left hand and tossed out a handful of beans.

The beans hit the ground and immediately took root, growing rapidly... Yellow Turban Puppets emerged, one after another, first hands, then torsos dressed in earthen yellow armor, and legs in skirted armor!

These were indeed ’Yellow Turban Puppets,’ a capability of a fifth-grade Heavenly Master – sowing beans to create soldiers!

Yellow Turban Strongman Puppets roared, wielding spears and short halberds, and formed a formation, clashing with the tide of walking corpses.

Pff pff!

The earthen yellow spears easily pierced the defense of the walking corpses, picking them off one by one.

Even if the opponent had considerable strength, the disorganized walking corpses were clearly no match for the organized military formation!

"Hmph! Evil Heterodox, meet your death!"

Fang Xi declared coldly as he practiced Stepping on Gangs to Fight, and with a sweep of his hand, thunders appeared.

"Winds rise!"

Winds howled fiercely!

"Rain falls!"

Heavy rain poured down!

"Thunder arrives!"

The abilities of a ’Heavenly Master’ to ’Call Wind and Rain’ and ’Master the Five Thunders’!

Zing!

Streaks of purple thunder struck down, demolishing a house and forcing out a figure holding a mourning stick, wearing a black high hat, with a lean figure to jump out.

"A lackey of the Yin Monarch!"

Fang Xi laughed heartily, "As expected, after all these years of me constantly ’shearing the wool,’ it’s finally made you ’hairy’ with rage...."

In his heart, he had a vague suspicion.

In the Great Yue world, how could a mere dynasty maintain control amidst so many strange and eerie happenings?

So, the dynasty must have some relationship with the gods from beyond our realm.

Perhaps... it might even be that the current Royal Family was the true bloodline of the Evil God!

After all, the title ’Yin Monarch’ was indeed prone to such associations!

At this moment, he extended his five fingers, instantaneously commanding Yin Thunder, Yang Thunder, Air Thunder, Fire Thunder, and Water Thunder – the five types of thunder law, coalescing into a giant thunderous palm.

With one palm strike, countless sparks jumped about.

The lean man holding the mourning stick groaned, his body showing trails of charred marks, the mourning stick snapping instantly: "Touched a sore spot... If you don’t come out now, I’m leaving!"

Boom!

Before his words could fade, the creek nearby exploded, and a figure leapt out—his form resembling a swallow skimming the water, his energy like the furnace of the Great Sun, undoubtedly a fifth-grade Martial Arts Master!

With a roar, his energy erupted all around him, and with one punch, his fist’s intent surged mightily, like a massive cauldron descending from the sky to secure the mountains and rivers. The Martial Arts Master’s ’Fist to Suppress the Mountains and Rivers’!

Under this punch, the Yellow Turban Strongman Puppets arrayed in defense were completely annihilated!

Moreover, in the shadows, the sound of a flute began to play.

A figure in green, playing the flute, silently appeared, his body revealing one peculiar palm after another.

Each of these palms had six fingers, with webbed connections between each one, suddenly shooting forth.

Every palm that reached for Fang Xi made him feel as if he had lost something from himself.

"Only fifth-grade, not qualified enough!"

Fang Xi laughed heartily, shaking out various mysterious objects from his sleeve.

Among these objects were a damaged green vine mask, unknown animal bones, and a flagpole broken in half...

One after another, strange abilities emerged, and combined with his own infinitely variable Heavenly Master powers, he instantly suppressed the three fifth-grade masters.

...

In an unknown secret room.

The purple-robed eunuch focused intently, staring at the bronze mirror before him.

In the mirror, the scene of Fang Xi battling other cultivators was vividly displayed!

"It is no wonder he’s called ’the Son of the Evil Emperor,’ to have ascended to the fifth rank within a mere few years, and to also possess such strength..."

The purple-robed eunuch sighed, "That is why he cannot be allowed to advance to the fourth rank!"

The other red-robed eunuchs and soldiers were unaware, but he had read the hidden texts of the Royal Family and knew a bit more.

Beyond this world, there were other dimensions like the Netherworld and the Martial Realm.

Generally speaking, once a cultivator who worships deities reached the fourth rank, they could hardly withstand the gravitational pull of the deity they worship and would be drawn into the deity’s realm, metaphysically transforming into a follower of the Evil Gods.

Having become a different species, they would naturally be rejected by this world.

Even if they could briefly descend through rituals and rites, the amount of power they could exert would be limited by the suppression of heaven and earth. Though surpassing the fifth rank, it was constrained.

However, the "Son of the Evil Emperor" was evidently different, possessing the potential to become a fourth rank in this world!

By then, he would pose a threat to the rule of Great Yue!

At this moment, in the mirror, Fang Xi’s expression was intense. With a single palm strike, he shattered the head of the man holding the mourning staff.

"Good death, he died for his country; his family shall be rewarded and honored later on..."

The purple-robed eunuch’s expression turned solemn as he saw Fang Xi cutting through Small Creek Village and even approaching him, yet a trace of delight surfaced on his face.

Those three rank-five puppets outside were actually bait!

Even he was but a sacrificial pawn.

Such was the overwhelming power of the court; any individual could be sacrificed.

He reached into his sleeve and pulled out an imperial edict.

The edict was made of brocade embroidered with auspicious clouds, yet pitch black overall, a foot long and three feet wide when unfurled.

On both ends of the scroll, there were decorations of black dragons.

"The Yin Monarch decrees: Unfurl the Map of Rivers and Mountains!"

The purple-robed eunuch’s voice was shrill as he shouted loudly.

Following that command, his flesh and blood rapidly dissipated, leaving behind only a skeleton.

Even the bones turned to ash at an alarming rate.

...

"Huh?"

Fang Xi suddenly felt something amiss upon bursting into Small Creek Village.

The creek, the bluestone slabs, and even the soldiers of Great Yue emerging from the houses... they all seemed to transform into bizarre two-dimensional beings.

Whirl!

Not only the environment, but even his own body, seemed to be getting dimensionally reduced!

If viewed from a high vantage point, the entire village of Small Creek seemed to have been peeled away from the world, turning into a scroll of painting.

This scroll lightly rolled up, sweeping Fang Xi inside and slowly closed up.

It appeared he had become a figure within the painting.

According to Fang Xi’s understanding, it was as if he had been ’dimensionally reduced’ from the real world.

Now, a skeletal white hand held the scroll firmly, seemingly about to drop it into the Netherworld.

The [Yin Monarch] was eagerly awaiting Fang Xi’s arrival!

’The [Yin Monarch] is indeed related to the court; could well be their ancestor...’

Despite facing sealing, Fang Xi still had the leisure to let his mind wander aimlessly.

Suddenly.

The entire city of Black Marsh trembled.

Countless surges of black marsh water erupted, leaping from the moat and forming a curtain of water midair.

Upon that curtain, a pitch-black eye slowly opened.

—[Water Ancestor]!

Streams upon streams of water crossed the void, turning into transparent chains that tightly bound the giant skeletal hand of the Netherworld, struggling to grasp the painting scroll!

Within the currents, the surviving soldiers and cultivators of the court all exploded into blood, dead!

And that was not all!

Above in the sky, dark clouds had drifted in at some unknown time, obscuring the sunlight.

Within these clouds, a gigantic female figure emerged.

She was strangely shaped, unclothed, with contorted features, and exuded an odd influence.

Upon the ground, whether they were cultivators or ordinary people, even livestock, all started to unleash their primal desires, bound and furiously unleashing their passions...

—[Heaven Mother]!

...

"[Yin Monarch], [Water Ancestor], [Heaven Mother]... Almost all the outer world’s evil deities have arrived; are they ready for a party?"

Fang Xi joked from within the Map of Rivers and Mountains.

This peculiar item possessed remarkable abilities, able to ’dimensionally reduce’ everything within the scroll.

Theoretically, even his thoughts should be immobilized.

But Fang Xi had his special traits, maintaining a highly active mind.

Not only that, even though he was imprinted on the scroll, he could not be observed or analyzed...

"So much authority, so many laws, so much Conceptual Power..."

Fang Xi murmured with a hint of madness in his smile: "Then I won’t hold back!"

The next instant, a flash of silver!

A figure appeared!

This figure was impossibly handsome, with a blood-red cascade of hair and a sharp golden horn on the forehead—the Externalization from a cosmic world!

An Externalization of the Black Hole Immortal rank!

Fang Xi sneered suddenly, his body transforming into a black hole!

The moment of Spacetime Singularity appeared, mysterious forces unfolded!

An intense gravitational force and mass warped all of space and time; even the soul couldn’t escape!

Both heaven and earth seemed to twist, everything irreversibly pulled toward the black hole...