Immortal of the Nine Realms

Within the shadows, Fang Chen quietly watched the two sides clash.

On one side were eight peak sixth-transformation experts of the Flame Race. On the other was a sixth-transformation divine ability user under the command of Saint Chenxiang.

Compared to the divine abilities of the Flame Race, the Five Viscera Temple divine ability exhibited by that contestant from the Chenxiang Alliance appeared significantly more miraculous.

To think this divine ability can actually transform an entire person into a temple. It is truly remarkable, thought Fang Chen.

The brilliance of the Primordial Immortal Eyes circulated within Fang Chen's eyes. He was meticulously observing the Five Viscera Temple divine ability. For some reason, he felt that this person's aura was somewhat familiar, though he could not quite place it at the moment.

In the lightning-fast battle, one of the Flame Race experts was caught off guard. The tongue swept him up and reeled him into the temple. A miserable shriek rang out as the crunching of bones sounded out from the temple's mouth.

The remaining seven Flame Race divine ability users were enraged, launching a ferocious attack against the Five Viscera Temple.

One whipped the Five Viscera Temple with a hundred-chang-long fiery dragon. Another summoned a sea of fire capable of incinerating all things, completely engulfing the temple. However, all of their techniques were useless. A faint radiance protected the temple from any damage.

Soon, the chewing sound faded, and the Five Viscera Temple's power rose slightly.

The massive tongue lashed out once again like a flood dragon, sweeping toward the remaining seven Flame Race divine ability users.

"How interesting. After devouring a sixth-transformation divine ability user, his cultivation increased a little.

If that's the case, he will only grow stronger the more he fights. Does this divine ability not have any drawbacks? No wonder Old Wang was so wary of the Chenxiang Alliance. This divine ability likely ranks among the strongest in the vast Divine Realm.

Fang Chen observed with curiosity, actively searching for a flaw in this divine ability.

The seven Flame Race divine ability users had become much more cautious after losing one of their companions. The death of their ally served as a reminder of the temple's danger. They no longer gave the Five Viscera Temple any chance to swallow them. The two sides gradually fell into a deadlock.

A burst of smug, strange laughter echoed from within the Five Viscera Temple. "Hehehehe! Weren't you all going to kill me? Why are you dodging so far away? Come forward quickly, I want to use you all as sacrifices for my Five Viscera Temple!"

The seven Flame Race divine ability users exchanged glances and made a unanimous choice. They turned around and fled. They did not remain to continue fighting, choosing instead to escape. That proved that in their eyes, their combined strength was no longer enough to deal with this elite of the Chenxiang Alliance.

Not long after the seven departed, a strange laugh echoed from the Five Viscera Temple once more. "As a fellow human divine ability user, how long do you intend to hide? Could it be that you also plan to strike against me?"

Fang Chen smiled faintly and stepped out from the shadows.

When he deployed the Shadow Buddha a moment ago, he hadn't tried to hide it from the other party. He had done it right in front of him, so it was perfectly normal for him to be aware of his presence.

"Greetings. I am Fang Chen, from the Fang Clan," said Fang Chen, cupping his hands.

"The Fang Clan? Then I suppose that means we are on the same side. After all, when Saint Fang successfully attained Sainthood, Saint Chenxiang had cast a crucial vote in his favor," replied the Five Viscera Temple.

Fang Chen smiled. "That is indeed the case."

"Then why were you hiding and watching? You were clearly looking for an opportunity to strike while I was clashing with the Flame Race!" the voice of the Five Viscera Temple suddenly became dark and sharp, tossing out a harsh interrogation.

"I was merely curious about the Five Viscera Temple divine ability, which is why I watched from the side. However, when I first arrived before the temple, you didn't reveal yourself either. Could it be that you were waiting for me to walk inside so you could use me as a sacrifice for your temple?"

Neither side spoke after that. Silence descended.

After an unknown period, the Five Viscera Temple abruptly uprooted itself from the ground and transformed into a black-robed youth standing poised in the void. He gazed down calmly at Fang Chen. Behind his back, two faint golden halos emerged.

The moment Fang Chen saw the young man's face, realization dawned on him. No wonder the aura had felt familiar.

The Chenxiang Alliance was highly likely the predecessor to the Incense Dao.

It looks like the Old Man didn't just randomly dispatch an unrelated person to the Void Immortal Sword Sect to retrieve the sword formation back then.

Fang Chen examined the black-robed youth with a strange sense of having crossed countless ages. After all, within the History Immortal Book, he had actually run into a big shot he first encountered when he was merely a Qi Refining cultivator. This could truly be considered an extraordinary stroke of fate.

The black-robed youth asked coldly, "What are you staring at me for?"

The black-robed youth narrowed his eyes as he sized up Fang Chen. Although the other party's pupils were grayish-white, he wasn't foolish enough to think the man was blind. This was obviously some kind of technique.

"I have already introduced myself. You haven't," said Fang Chen with a smile.

The black-robed youth sneered. "Me? Plenty of people in the mortal world call me Supreme Immortal Pudu. You may just call me Supreme Immortal."

"You dare call yourself a Supreme Immortal when you're only a sixth-transformation immortal? I'm afraid that's rather inappropriate. In the past, people gave children humble names like Ergou, Goudan, Cuihua, and the like so they'd be easier to raise. Yet you insist on calling yourself Supreme Immortal..."

Supreme Immortal Pudu said calmly, "So what if I call myself Supreme Immortal? Every divine ability expert of the Chenxiang Alliance is like a Supreme Immortal or a God within the mortal realm. In the future, I will achieve Limit Breaking. I may even become a Saint one day. When that time comes, I shall be called Saint Pudu!"

Your future... is better left unsaid.

Fang Chen waved his hand. "I shall take my leave first. You should be careful too. Those Flame Race members might go fetch reinforcements."

Supreme Immortal Pudu sneered. "I will kill whoever comes."

Fang Chen said no more and turned to leave. But just as he was leaving, he suddenly turned around and slashed.

A massive portion of a crimson tongue crashed to the floor. It twitched and spasmed on the ground.

Supreme Immortal Pudu clutched his mouth, staring at Fang Chen in disbelief.

Even when facing the siege of eight Flame Race divine ability experts, his tongue hadn't suffered the slightest damage. Yet he had managed to cut it off with a single sword strike?

What kind of divine ability is this?!

Fang Chen frowned. "I was already leaving, and you still tried to attack me?"

Without a word, Supreme Immortal Pudu turned and fled.

Watching Supreme Immortal Pudu flee for his life, Fang Chen couldn't help but chuckle softly, making no move to pursue him.

***

Six months passed.

Fang Chen traveled around, deliberately avoiding crowded areas. One day, he suddenly noticed that the outermost dome in the sky had shrunk. The battlefield's size had shrunk again. He would start encountering far more foreign race members now.

Pushing these thoughts aside, Fang Chen started moving again. But he suddenly noticed a golden streak of light plunging from the sky.

"Sigh..."

A golden glow consumed the surroundings, turning this area into a deathmatch zone.

In the void, a series of Inner Domains loomed indistinctly.

Instead of flying toward the center, Fang Chen flew straight to the edge of the golden glow and waited.

A few days later, a member of a foreign race was chased to this location. Like a headless fly, the creature crashed directly into the golden glow in a state of sheer panic. In just an instant, it was vaporized into a wisp of blue smoke.

The pursuer's skin was silver. They possessed a slender build and had three halos floating behind their back. He had survived three deathmatches.

The Vajra Race divine ability expert narrowed his eyes to size up Fang Chen, his expression shifting slightly. "You've survived three deathmatches as well?"

He's actually a human....