Supreme Bone

Ten consecutive draws!

Nine white, one green.

Bad luck. Wash my hands and try again!

Ten consecutive draws!

Nine white.

One red!

Fang Yang held his breath and focused, staring at the red card:

[Supreme Bone (Red)]

[Description: The Supreme Bone dropped after a young supreme being from the Immortal Ancient Era was slain by an enemy. It contains the "Yin Yang Tribulation Light" Precious Technique.]

"Yin Yang Tribulation Light Precious Technique, Supreme Bone..."

Fang Yang pondered the card, completely forgetting about that [Pine Crane Longevity Fist (Green)].

The Immortal Ancient Era was an epoch even more ancient than the era in which Desolate Heavenly Emperor Shi Hao rose to prominence. Countless prodigies and exceptional figures had battled for supremacy there; it was hardly strange for a bearer of a Supreme Bone to be killed.

"The lower limit of a physique like the Supreme Bone is very high. If it can continuously transform, its upper limit is equally high. But after its owner died, this Supreme Bone long ago lost its potential to evolve."

"Even so, the Yin Yang Tribulation Light Precious Technique recorded within it remains an incredibly terrifying secret art, even without having fully transformed."

Fang Yang materialized the Supreme Bone. A bloody bone appeared in his hand, and through Source Heaven Divine Sense, he could observe the dense, profound layers of runes within it.

"Good stuff. I'll comprehend you after breaking through to the second level of the Four Extremities Realm."

Fang Yang rose to his feet.

He had returned to Yao Guang Sacred Land partly to hand the Dragon Loach over to his master, and partly because his accumulated cultivation was sufficient; breaking through to the next realm was already inevitable.

Even without a special physique, Fang Yang possessed a powerful body forged from Great Completion Tyrant Blood, as well as an Immortal Platform Realm divine soul obtained by digesting the Soul Gold Bead.

When breaking through a minor realm, he would likely still draw a Heavenly Tribulation upon himself.

Sure enough.

When Fang Yang began his all-out breakthrough and stood just one step away from entering the next realm—

The Heavenly Tribulation descended.

The first tribulation.

Nine bolts of purple lightning struck down with blinding speed.

The second tribulation.

Nine crimson bolts of lightning brimmed with destructive power.

The third tribulation.

Nine pure white yang lightning bolts arrived with overwhelming force, shaking everything within three hundred miles.

Fang Yang endured them with his physical body alone. Without using any other defensive methods, he actually withstood all three tribulations.

His right arm followed the trajectory of the Dao, like a pillar holding up the heavens. It possessed boundless strength, and the slightest tremor sent ripples through the void.

His hands wove together, and two of the body's four extremities converged into a great sun Dharma Image, as though it could illuminate ancient times, the future, and all ten directions of the universe.

Primordial Sacred Light condensed into a cauldron. The form of the Dragon-Patterned Black Gold Cauldron became ever more exquisite, with dragon-shaped patterns coiling around it.

Fang Yang relaxed, and the many divine manifestations faded away.

The aura around him naturally withdrew, making him seem like an ordinary person who had never stepped onto the path of cultivation. This was a secret art from the Source Technique Treasure Record for concealing one's aura.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother Fang, on breaking through another level! Winning the Holy Son Position is just around the corner!"

"Holy Son Fang's divine might is as vast as the sea! He truly is a dragon among men!"

"..."

Alarmed by the might of the Heavenly Tribulation, hundreds of streaks of light flew toward this peak, all lavishing Fang Yang with praise.

Fang Yang found it unbearably irritating. After replying coldly with a few words, he returned to his cave abode to cultivate in seclusion.

Not only did the more than one hundred people who had come here fail to grow angry at Fang Yang's indifferent treatment, they instead quietly praised his steadfast heart in pursuing the Dao, saying it was no wonder he had achieved so much.

Inside a resplendent palace.

"Holy Son, Fang Yang is arrogant and overbearing. Last time, he gave me a savage beating. Was he merely slapping my face?"

"He was clearly slapping your face!"

"This time, when he broke through to the second level of the Four Extremities Realm, he actually faced one more tribulation than during his previous Four Extremities tribulation. That shows just how quickly he has improved recently."

"The Sun Emperor Fist, Source Technique inheritance, Phoenix Blood Red Gold—if he is allowed to continue growing, he may truly threaten your Holy Son Position!"

Li Rui spoke with great emotion, like a fiercely loyal subordinate crying out in concern for the Yaoguang Holy Son.

"Heh."

One hundred and eight Divine Rings encircled the Yaoguang Holy Son, making him resemble an Immortal King descending into the mortal world. He snorted disdainfully, as though he did not care about someone as insignificant as Fang Yang.

Only Li Rui understood that the fact that the Yaoguang Holy Son, who usually put on a gentle and refined demeanor, had revealed such an expression—

Already proved that Fang Yang had indeed made him feel a trace of threat.

So he continued fanning the flames.

"I heard that whenever disciples within the sacred land run into Fang Yang and greet him, they call him 'Holy Son Fang.' They truly do not understand the rules."

"Shut up!"

The Yaoguang Holy Son rebuked him sharply.

If they were outside, he would never have acted this way. But before Li Rui, a dog who had long since submitted to him, there was naturally no need to conceal his true nature too much.

"You, leave!"

The Yaoguang Holy Son waved his hand, dismissing Li Rui, who was prostrated on the ground. He then sat down in a red-lacquered wooden chair. Even after Li Rui left the palace, his emotions remained unsettled for a long time.

"So what if he has the Sun Emperor Fist? It is nothing more than a forbidden secret art!"

"Ruthless Empress was in no way inferior to the Sun Holy Emperor, and I cultivate the complete Indestructible Heavenly Art. One day, I will devour all kings and become a Chaos Great Emperor!"

"A mere Fang Yang is destined to become a stepping stone on my path to the imperial throne..."

"Still, his attainments in Source Technique truly are impressive. Even if he obtained the inheritance of a Source Technique expert, defeating a Source Technique grandmaster in such a short time means he must possess extraordinary talent in this field."

"When I prove the Dao and become an emperor, I will surely need a group of capable subordinates... Li Rui is far too useless. Compared to Fang Yang, he is simply unbearable to look at."

"I will keep waiting. When the day comes for Fang Yang to challenge me, I will crush him utterly, then accept his submission."

At that thought, the Yaoguang Holy Son returned to his usual state.

"Fang Yang's attainments in Source Technique are quite good. If I have a Source Heaven Master under my command in the future, perhaps he can find me immortal materials sufficient to forge an imperial weapon..."

"It is said that if the Nine Great Immortal Golds are united, they can forge the legendary immortal artifact."

He chuckled softly.

Meanwhile, Fang Yang began his tedious yet fulfilling life of cultivation.

Sun Emperor Fist.

Five Elements Divine Light.

Primordial Sacred Light.

Yin Yang Tribulation Light.

Source Heaven Divine Sense.

Nine Secrets: Jie.

There were too many secret arts in his hands that required cultivation. Although he had already comprehended the Four Extremities Scroll of the Yaoguang Scripture to a profound level and did not need to spend much effort on his cultivation method—

Faced with so many secret arts, he truly found himself stretched thin. He needed time to integrate and cultivate them.

Primordial Sacred Light was merely a Great Sage-level secret art, but in terms of importance, it ranked first. It was the secret art he had to focus on cultivating.

Nine Secrets: Jie was one of the Nine Secrets, capable of amplifying every aspect of a cultivator severalfold, up to tenfold at most. It had an extremely wide range of applications.

If successfully activated, the Primordial Sacred Light Fang Yang unleashed would definitely reach the power of a forbidden secret art.

"The activation rate of Nine Secrets: Jie is too low. At present, I can only activate it once after circulating it dozens or even hundreds of times. That is already the result of comprehending part of the Natural Dao."

Fang Yang understood that Nine Secrets: Jie was a sure-win method for battle. If he merely cultivated in seclusion, it would be difficult to truly bring out the splendor of this Nine Secrets technique.