Body: "The formation spirit was undying and indestructible. I'd be a fool to keep fighting it in a battle of attrition!"
Beyond the Zhou Tian Immortal Sect, space rippled, and Fang Yuan's figure appeared. He raised his head to the sky. "Besides... there's still that one!"
If he spent too much strength fighting the formation spirit, he risked being sealed by the combined forces of the Taiyi Immortals.
But the greatest danger still came from above.
Though the Lord of Extreme Evil was practically sealed at the moment, there was no guarantee it couldn't pull some trick.
"Fate toys with people... In the end, it all comes down to fortune. Fortunately, for a true powerhouse, their own strength is enough to suppress it. Even if Heaven's will is doing everything it can to deal with me now, it can't do a thing!"
Having traveled through countless worlds, Fang Yuan had long since gained a deep understanding of how the Heavenly Dao worked.
If he were still the mortal he had once been, forced to live within a world, he would indeed be greatly affected by Heaven's will. If the King of Hell wanted you dead at the third watch, who would dare keep you alive until the fifth?
But after surviving the tribulation of thunder and shedding his mortal form to become an immortal, his strength had undergone a complete transformation, and the chance of Heaven's will affecting him had plummeted.
At the Taiyi level, even the Heavenly Dao could do little to him.
After all, calamities needed a trigger to descend. In this world, who besides the top cultivators could deal with a Taiyi?
Once a cultivator reached the Taiyi realm, their own strength was enough to suppress their fortune. They would rarely be affected by outside forces.
And