Supreme Bone

Ten-draw!

Nine white, one green.

Bad luck. Wash hands, try again!

Ten-draw!

Nine white.

One red!

Fang Yang held his breath and focused his gaze on that red card:

[Supreme Bone (Red)]

[Description: A Supreme Bone dropped after a young supreme 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 as he stared at the card, casting the [Pine Crane Longevity Fist (Green)] to the back of his mind.

The Immortal Ancient Era was an epoch even more ancient than the age when the Desolate Heavenly Emperor Shi Hao rose to prominence. With countless heaven-gifted geniuses and heroes vying for supremacy, it was no surprise that a Supreme Bone bearer had been slain.

"The lower limit of a constitution like the Supreme Bone is very high, and if it can continuously undergo metamorphosis, its upper limit is equally high. However, after its original owner died, this Supreme Bone long ago lost the potential for further evolution."

"Even so, the Yin Yang Tribulation Light precious technique recorded within it remains a terrifying secret art, even without a complete metamorphosis."

Fang Yang manifested the Supreme Bone. A blood-stained bone appeared in his hand. Through his Source Heaven Divine Sense, he could observe the dense and profound runes layered within.

"Good stuff. Once I break through to the second layer of the Four Extremities Realm, I will come to study you."

Fang Yang stood up.

He had returned to the Yao Guang Sacred Land partly to hand the Dragon Loach over to his master, and partly because his cultivation accumulation was sufficient; breaking through to the next realm was now a matter of course.

Even without a special constitution, Fang Yang relied on the formidable physique forged by his Great Completion Tyrant Blood and the Immortal Platform Realm-level soul he had obtained from digesting the Soul Gold Bead.

He feared that when breaking through minor realms, he would likely attract heavenly tribulations as well.

Sure enough.

When Fang Yang exerted his full strength to break through and prepare to enter the next realm, with only the final step remaining, the heavenly tribulation descended.

The first layer of tribulation.

Nine bolts of purple lightning struck down with lightning speed.

The second layer of tribulation.

Nine bolts of crimson lightning surged with destructive power.

The third layer of tribulation.

Nine bolts of pure white Yang lightning roared with immense momentum, shaking the surrounding three hundred miles.

Fang Yang resisted with his bare body alone, and surprisingly, without employing any other means of protection, he withstood these three layers of tribulation.

His right arm moved with the trajectory of the Dao, resembling a pillar supporting the heavens. It possessed infinite strength, and a slight tremor was enough to send ripples through the void.

His hands intertwined, and the second of the human body's Four Extremities converged into a manifestation of a great sun, as if it could illuminate the past, present, future, and the ten directions of the universe.

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

Fang Yang relaxed, and the various divine manifestations dissipated.

The aura on his body naturally retracted, making him appear like an ordinary person who had yet to step onto the path of cultivation. This was the secret art for concealing one's aura from the Source Technique Treasure Record.

"Congratulations to Senior Brother Fang for breaking through another layer! Ascending to the position of Holy Son is just around the corner!"

"Holy Son Fang's divine might is like the sea; he is truly a dragon among men!"

"..."

Startled by the power of the heavenly tribulation, hundreds of rainbow lights flew into the peak, all offering the utmost praise to Fang Yang.

Fang Yang found them tiresome. He replied coldly with a few words before returning to his cave dwelling to seclude himself.

The hundreds of people who had come here were not angered by Fang Yang's indifference; instead, they whispered praises about his steadfast heart in seeking the Dao, claiming it was no wonder he had achieved such accomplishments.

Inside a magnificent, gold-adorned palace.

"Holy Son, that fellow Fang Yang is arrogant and despotic. Last time he gave me a brutal beating. Is he just hitting my face?"

"He is clearly hitting yours!"

"This time, his breakthrough to the second layer of the Four Extremities Realm attracted one more layer of tribulation than his previous Four Extremities tribulation. One can see just how fast his progress has been during this period."

"The Sun Emperor Fist, the Source Technique inheritance, the Phoenix Blood Red Gold—if he is allowed to continue growing, I fear he will truly threaten your position as Holy Son!"

Li Rui spoke with vivid emotion, acting like a loyal subordinate crying out in worry for the Yaoguang Holy Son.

"Heh."

The Yaoguang Holy Son, surrounded by one hundred and eight divine rings as if an Immortal King had descended to the mortal world, let out a disdainful hum, as if he did not care at all about a mere Fang Yang.

Only Li Rui understood that it was rare for the Yaoguang Holy Son, who usually feigned a gentle and refined demeanor, to reveal such an expression.

It had been proven that Fang Yang did indeed make him feel a trace of a threat.

Consequently, he continued to add fuel to the fire, saying, "I heard that when some disciples within the Holy Land greet Fang Yang, they call him 'Holy Son Fang.' They truly do not understand the rules."

"Shut your mouth!"

Yaoguang Holy Son rebuked him sharply.

If he were in the outside world, he would certainly never act in such a manner, but when facing Li Rui, a dog who had long since submitted to him, there was naturally no need to overly conceal his true nature.

"You, withdraw!"

Yaoguang Holy Son waved his hand, dismissing the prostrate Li Rui, and then sat down on a red-lacquered wooden chair. Even after Li Rui had left the palace, he remained unable to calm his agitated state of mind for a long time.

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

"The Ruthless Empress is by no means inferior to the Sun Holy Emperor, and I have cultivated the complete Indestructible Heavenly Art. In the future, I will surely devour all the kings and achieve the status of a Chaos Great Emperor!"

"A mere Fang Yang is destined to become a stepping stone for me as I ascend to the Imperial Throne..."

"However, his attainments in Source Technique are truly impressive. Even if he obtained the inheritance of a Source Technique expert, to be able to defeat a Source Technique Grandmaster in such a short time, he must possess extremely high talent in this path."

"When I prove my Dao and become an Emperor in the future, I will certainly need a group of capable subordinates... Li Rui is too incompetent; compared to Fang Yang, he is simply eyesore."

"I will continue to wait. When the day comes that Fang Yang challenges me, I will defeat him with an overwhelming posture and then accept his submission."

Thinking of this, Yaoguang Holy Son returned to his usual state.

"Fang Yang's Source Technique attainments are not bad. If I have a Source Heaven Master as my subordinate in the future, perhaps he can find me the immortal materials sufficient to forge an Imperial Weapon..."

"It is said that if the Nine Great Immortal Golds are combined, they are sufficient to forge a legendary Immortal Artifact."

He chuckled aloud.

On the other side, Fang Yang began a life of cultivation that was both dull and interesting.

Sun Emperor Fist.

Five Elements Divine Light.

Primordial Sacred Light.

Yin Yang Tribulation Light.

Source Heaven Divine Sense.

Jie Secret.

There were too many secret techniques in his hands that required cultivation, even though he had already comprehended the Four Extremities Realm volume of the Yaoguang Scripture to a very deep level, leaving no need to spend much effort on the cultivation method itself.

However, facing so many secret techniques, he was indeed stretched thin and needed a period of time to integrate and practice them.

Primordial Sacred Light was merely a secret technique at the Great Saint level, but its importance ranked first; it was a secret technique that had to be mastered as a priority.

Jie Secret, one of the Nine Secrets capable of amplifying a cultivator's strength by several times—up to ten times—had extremely broad applicability.

If successfully triggered, the Primordial Sacred Light unleashed by Fang Yang would surely reach the power of a forbidden secret technique.

"The trigger probability of Jie Secret is too low. Currently, I can only successfully trigger it once every few dozen or even a hundred attempts, and that is only the result of having comprehended a portion of the Natural Dao."

Fang Yang understood that Jie Secret was a sure-win method for combat; if he only practiced in seclusion, it would be difficult to truly bring out the brilliance of this one of the Nine Secrets.