Paradise of Demonic Gods

Chapter 917 Subduing One By One

Priestess Yan frowned, and the other general-level and colonel-level White Warriors around also exchanged glances. What was that about some aura of the great Dao? They felt that Priest Longmai’s words were too profound...

Only Priest Tie revealed an expression of great agreement.

Priestess Yan, with her fiery temper, was the first one who could not hold it in. She said, "Martial Uncle, aren’t you going too far? No matter how amazing that Fang Xingjian, he’s still human and has achieved his current level through cultivation. It’s just that his application of the ring is above that of ours.

"Saying that he has some aura of the great Dao is really..."

Priestess Yan did not know what else to say. If the person praising Fang Xingjian in front of her were not Priest Longmai but someone else, she would have given the person a good piece of her mind.

When the others heard Priestess Yan’s words, they nodded inwardly. This was also what they were thinking.

As if he could tell that the others were in disbelief, Priest Longmai sighed and said, "You’ll understand once you meet him later."

A short moment later, everyone arrived in the valley where Fang Xingjian was located.

The White Bone Longsword had disappeared, and the Immortality Saint had left.

Fang Xingjian was sitting cross-legged while floating in midair. He exuded a cold and arrogant aura like a gemstone in the darkness.

Upon seeing Fang Xingjian, everyone who came was astonished by his appearance and disposition. It was as if they had never met a person like this before, and even Priestess Yan seemed less angry.

Fang Xingjian raised his head and took a brief glance at them. There were two Generals, three Lieutenant Generals, one Major General, and some other experts of the colonel and officer levels.

"I’m now in charge of the White Army. I’ve called you guys here today to explain the White Army’s future development from now onward."

"Wait a minute," Priestess Yan said, returning to her senses from the surprise of seeing Fang Xingjian’s appearance. She looked at him and asked, "Fang Xingjian, if you wish to subdue us, you can’t possibly be thinking of doing that by just saying a few sentences...?

"If you wish for us to submit to you, show us your capabilities."

After saying that, she stared coldly at Fang Xingjian. All of the other White Warriors, with the exception of Priest Longmai and Priest Tie, were all looking at Fang Xingjian coldly as well. It was as if they were all trying to assess Fang Xingjian’s worth.

Hearing this, Fang Xingjian smiled. Everyone in the White Army had the courage to face death, and boldness to die in the pursuit of the Dao. Fang Xingjian knew from a long time ago that it would be hard to use pure brute force to get them to submit.

Moreover, in order to clear this trial, he could not kill too many warriors from the White Army either.

Therefore, Fang Xingjian nodded and said, "What you’ve said is right. If I can get you to submit with just talk, then you guys aren’t deserving to be a member of the White Army either.

"I’ll show you what I’m capable of then."

At the next moment, Fang Xingjian stepped out and appeared before Priestess Yan with a flash. It was at a speed that was akin to light speed. Before Priestess Yan could react, he had already tapped his finger on her head.

Just when Priestess Yan was about to activate the powers in her body, she felt her body become light at the very next moment. She sensed that her consciousness and soul seemed to have been hit out of her body by Fang Xingjian’s light finger tap.

Princess Yan could easily see her weakening consciousness and that her body was slowly falling backward under Fang Xingjian’s tap.

"What did you do?!"

She wanted to shout out loud but realized that she was unable to make any sound. At the next moment, she felt a suction force coming from her back, and countless images flashed before her. She then realized that she had arrived in outer space.

The blue planet within her view was rapidly becoming smaller. She was leaving the Earth at an unrivaled speed, and the surrounding starlight seemed to have dragged into a long line. Behind her, a huge fireball was getting increasingly bigger, and the scorching flames soon filled up her entire vision.

"This is...!

"The Sun!"

Seeing that she was rapidly moving toward the Sun at an unimaginable speed, even Priestess Yan—who was a top-notch expert in the White Army—could not hold back the terror in her eyes.

The sun’s size—which surpassed the Earth’s size by 1.3 million times to the extent where one was unable to see the other end of no matter how they tried—could make any human that witnessed it for themselves to feel a sense of shame and inferiority.

"Ahhh!"

Like letting out a cry from the depths of her soul, Priestess Yan realized at the next moment that she had rammed into the sun of endless flames, explosions high temperature, and high pressure.

Other than flames, there were only flames. It was as if there was no end to these flames at all.

That feeling was as if an ordinary human had fallen into the seas, sinking 10,000 meters underwater. An endless amount of terror surged in her heart. This was a human’s instinctive terror toward the mighty force of nature.

At the next moment, as she continued to plunge deep into the sun, many microscopic black holes appeared before her amidst astonishing explosions. With a dash, she darted into one of the black holes. Then the scene in front of her changed, and she appeared in a strange world.

The light in the entire place was affected by photochemical reactions, and the many planets seemed to have been compressed into a spot that was hard to be seen by the naked eye. Densely packed dots kept on moving around in space. As they moved around, the lands on the surface of the planet shifted at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, and the atmosphere seethed.

Countless moving dots gathered together, forming a river whose end could not be seen.

One end of the river was the past, while the other was the future.

On every inch of space of the river, each light spot continued to split up, forming countless light spots that went scattering out. They then formed countless tributaries.

The countless tributaries seemed to want to fill up every inch of space, making it hard for one to see what the world really looked like.

However, Priestess Yan’s body continued to rise up. As she did so, she could see more and more of the river, and more and more of the light spots. It was as if the entire universe’s past and future were being presented before her, bit by bit. When she finally arrived at a peak, she seemed to see the assembly of the entire universe.

At the next moment, as Priestess Yan continued to rise up, this assembly also seemed to have become a light spot. The light spots in the surroundings gathered together, forming an extremely huge vortex. Countless amounts of unknown matter were gushing out from the vortex’s center.

At this moment, size had lost its meaning, and time and space seemed to have been tossed aside. Anyone observing this would find it hard to describe how big the vortex before them was. It was as if this scene had turned into eternity.

When Priestess Yan returned to her senses, she dropped down to her knees and tears were flowing down from the corners of her eyes.

The tears were because she felt moved. It was the exhilaration of getting closer to the dream of her life. It was a feeling of great happiness and joy that was hard to describe.

"Are all of those real?"

"What do you think?"

It was an extremely realistic feeling with no feeling of pretense. The scenes were what Fang Xingjian had seen while darting through worlds. It was the universe’s universal truth.

How could Priestess Yan feel that they were fake?

She looked at Fang Xingjian and lay in prostrate on the ground with her throat trembling slightly.

"Please teach me."

The corners of Fang Xingjian’s lips curled up into a faint smile. Behind Priestess Yan, the other warriors who had been summoned back were all lying in prostrate as well. Their eyes were filled with great admiration.

It was at this moment that Fang Xingjian knew this. Through his illusory arts and the Heart Sword Path he had created, he now had the White Army completely in his grasp.