Chapter 470 - 419: Unfathomably Deep
Under the power of the lightning, the bones were tempered and reassembled.
"ROAR—"
A tremendous roar resounded.
A purple Suanni burst from his pores, riding an ocean of thunder, stirring up an endless gale that raged in all directions.
Vaguely, even the seventy-eighth wondrous realm seemed to tremble.
The Suanni, one of the nine sons of the True Dragon, is a paragon of the Thunder Dao.
Although not as powerful as the legendary Thunder Emperor, unparalleled in his destructive might, it was still a Thunder Dao deity guaranteed to rank in the top five, and could even contend for the top three.
One could only imagine how formidable Fang Yang’s current attainments in the Thunder Dao were.
Outside the Heaven-Reaching Pagoda, Thunder Control the Great Saint suddenly opened her almond-shaped eyes.
She raised her slender brows, surprised. ’This fluctuation... a Thunder Dao Grandmaster? No, not yet. But he’s already touched upon the attainments of a Thunder Dao Grandmaster.’
Grandmaster was the domain of a Tier Eight Great Saint.
Above Grandmaster was Supreme Grandmaster, the domain of a Tier Nine Venerable.
A Supreme Grandmaster was also known as the Dao Fruit of a school of thought!
Only one could be condensed in each era.
If Fang Yang were the first to condense the Thunder Dao Fruit in this era...
...then no matter how powerful others became, they would never be able to condense a Thunder Dao Fruit.
......
「Half a month later.」
Fang Yang left the Xuan Yu Blessed Land and entered the Scripture Pavilions of the major Golden Clans.
The Changkong Race, the Dongfang Race, the Minghai Race...
During his journey, he enjoyed the highest degree of reverent treatment.
Besides Thunder Control the Great Saint, who accompanied him at all times, top-tier experts like Soldier Star Great Saint and Great Saint Luo Xia would also occasionally act as his protectors.
In the process, the weaknesses stemming from his origins in the Fang lineage were quickly shored up.
After all, in this era, the Fang lineage had already grown weak.
No matter how diligently he had studied various scriptures since childhood, the depth of his knowledge could not compare to that of Sen Yue or the Great Sun Dragon Lady.
Fortunately, he now had a chance to remedy this.
...
「Thunder Saint Academy.」
The top floor of the Central Scripture Pavilion.
The afterglow of the setting sun spilled down, illuminating the green stones of the building in a magnificent display.
Outside the pavilion, Ciyu the Great Saint stood guard.
Ciyu the Great Saint was extremely old and had a doddering appearance.
At this moment, he was lounging leisurely in a rattan chair, holding an old-fashioned tobacco pipe. Smoke curled around him, and he looked as content as an immortal.
Suddenly, his expression turned serious, and with a thought...
...in an instant, the pipe in his hand and all the smoke in the air vanished without a trace.
The next moment, Fang Yang strode over.
"Senior, my apologies for the trouble." Fang Yang smiled.
Ciyu the Great Saint waved his hand. "No trouble at all. Go on."
These past few days, Fang Yang’s every move had been observed by the group of Great Saints.
They all knew that Fang Yang wasn’t just putting on a show.
Fang Yang was genuinely able to gain insights and make progress from his studies.
Therefore, when faced with such a bearer of Celestial Destiny, they were naturally understanding and accommodating.
"BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ..."
The grand formation activated, and a portal gradually opened.
The moment Fang Yang stepped inside, he felt as if he had arrived in a brand-new starry sky.
Here, every Ancient Scripture was a star, radiating an immortal brilliance as if it had existed for all eternity.
Fang Yang knew this was no longer the territory of the Thunder Saint Academy, but the domain of Longevity Heaven.
If he were not the Profound Domain Celestial Mandate, there was no way he could have ever come here.
In an instant, he cleared his mind of distracting thoughts and began to browse the various Ancient Scriptures and secret texts.
As he deepened his foundational knowledge of numerous schools of thought, doubts also began to sprout in his mind.
’...The appearance of the Kunpeng Treasure Skill indirectly proves that the Thunder Saint Venerable is still alive. In that case, are the other Saint Venerables also still alive?’
’...But if so, why didn’t the Eternal Life Daoist Venerable completely annihilate the Demon Race and occupy both the Heaven and Earth domains when he was alive?’
’...And what about the Vast Sea Venerable Emperor? Why didn’t he destroy the Golden Clan before he disappeared, seizing the Xuan and Hong domains?’
’...In the Primordial Era, there was clearly no shortage of longevity-granting substances. Saints could enjoy a nearly infinite lifespan, needing only to worry about surviving their tribulations. Why are they now plagued by the problem of limited lifespans?’
’...Furthermore, if Saints of the Primordial Era couldn’t overcome their tribulations, they could still receive the Immortal Light and ascend to the Immortal Realm. Why has everything changed so much?’
One by one, these age-old mysteries surfaced in Fang Yang’s mind.
The question of whether the ten great Venerables were still alive was particularly captivating to Fang Yang.
Because he was the Dream Emperor.
The deeper Fang Yang delved, the more he felt that the waters of the Eight Domains of Heaven and Earth ran unfathomably deep.
His heart was filled with too many questions he wanted to answer, but he had nowhere to find them.
...
「Seven days and seven nights later.」
Fang Yang walked out of the hall and once again met with Ciyu the Great Saint.
Ciyu the Great Saint was somewhat surprised to see Fang Yang’s calm demeanor.
This was because back then, after Sen Yue learned the hidden truths, it was obvious that she had been left in a daze.
But Fang Yang showed no such signs whatsoever!
’So this is the Kunpeng Ancestor? Truly formidable,’ Ciyu the Great Saint praised inwardly.
At this moment, he somewhat understood why the Kunpeng Treasure Skill had been placed with the Changkong Race.
It was clearly a deliberate arrangement by the Thunder Saint Ancestor.
.........
The eight great Golden Clans, the Thunder Saint Academy, Longevity Heaven...
Fang Yang had essentially toured every world-renowned Scripture Pavilion in the Profound Domain.
Visibly, his entire demeanor had become much more reserved.
But the intimidating, oppressive aura he exuded had grown even denser, silencing all those around him.
After this, Fang Yang felt that his accumulation of foundational knowledge was now sufficient.
Now, he prepared to enter the Changkong Treasure Vault!
He needed to collect all sorts of rare materials in hopes of successfully refining the Chaos Donghuang Bell during his "Tribulation of Sainthood and Immortal Ascension".
Moreover, as the Profound Domain Celestial Mandate who hailed from the Changkong Race, he, like Sen Yue, could freely enter and exit the Changkong Treasure Vault.
Of course, he was originally a Dao Seed prodigy of the Changkong Race and already had one opportunity to visit the Changkong Treasure Vault.
"Senior, I must return to my clan once more," Fang Yang said softly under the blue sky and white clouds.
With a hum, the graceful figure of Thunder Control the Great Saint appeared.
She had long, silky black hair and a mature, elegant look, like a perfectly ripe honey peach.
Every movement she made exuded a unique charm.
Her almond-shaped eyes were bright and full of spirit, revealing both determination and wisdom.
She was currently looking at Fang Yang and said, "Mm, you may."
Just then, the "Seek Fortune, Avoid Misfortune" light cluster in Fang Yang’s mind flickered and transformed into text.
[The Changkong Treasure Vault is full of mysteries. Celestial Destiny manifests, and wondrous treasures present themselves.]
[Mid-High Fortune: After the bell chimes nine times, draw the Yimu Sacred Spear outside. You may obtain a Tier Seven opportunity. No hidden dangers, no risks. Auspicious.]
[Neutral Fortune: Act as you please. The waters remain calm. No extra gains, no extra risks. Average.]
...The Changkong Treasure Vault, full of mysteries.
Fang Yang had never doubted this point.
He had learned from Sen Hui that the Changkong Treasure Vault even contained treasures that Sen Yue coveted but could not obtain.
...Celestial Destiny manifests, and wondrous treasures present themselves.
A light grew in Fang Yang’s eyes, and his heart stirred.
He came to a sudden realization, knowing that this was his Celestial Destiny Mark at work.
As the bearer of a domain’s Celestial Destiny, turning misfortune into fortune and frequently encountering opportunities was merely routine.
If not for the combination of factors like the Demon Emperor’s dream realm and being in a foreign domain, there was no way that Sen Yue and the Great Sun Dragon Lady should have met such tragic ends.