Star Sky Professional

'It seems that in the future, I need to scheme more and acquire a few more Da Zhou golden statues...'

Fang Xing knew that his ability to capture the Da Zhou golden statues was something even the Killing Life Sect couldn't replicate.

The most crucial point was that he too was divine and could suppress and seal the golden statues.

Otherwise, even if one were to snatch away the treasure for storage, the Da Zhou golden statues would emerge directly to ambush, leading to great disaster.

Moreover, by using Martial Arts Will combined with True Spirit Attack, Fang Xing directly annihilated the soul of the Scent Supervision, leaving the opponent with no possibility to activate the Da Zhou golden statues.

As Fang Xing pondered, Sima Bureau had already charged left and right among the paper soldier army.

Ping ping pang pang!

That flying sword clashed with the paper soldiers, emitting sounds like the clash of gold and iron.

Even though Sima Bureau's flying sword was a weapon that could cut through iron like mud, after battling the paper knives and paper swords, tiny gaps the size of rice grains appeared on the sword blade.

Sima Bureau, surrounded and attacked, had a scattering of bloody wounds appearing on his body, his expression quite despairing: "Who...who exactly are you?"

"It's truly a shame, it seems there's no Da Zhou golden statue on you..."

Fang Xing sighed, clenching his five fingers into a fist.

Boom!

A series of spirit lights exploded on Sima Bureau's body, and his figure seemed to be hit head-on by a thousand-mile horse, flying backwards.

Bang!

A corpse fell to the ground, quickly grabbed by a paperman, ready to dig a hole and bury it.

Perhaps even scatter some paper money...

Inside the Paper House Cave, the scene was one of upheaval, yet the outside world was completely silent.

A moment passed.

Fang Xing appeared on the street, with a wave of his hand collected the Spirit Illusion Paper House Cave, and looked thoughtfully at a certain spot in the sky.

"So-called traps are all interconnected, and the more intricate the plan, the more likely problems will occur..."

"Now that I've ambushed and killed the two major Bureaus, losing even a Da Zhou golden statue, no matter how good the trap was, it's useless now, right?"

As Fang Xing raised his head, a great battle erupted in the high sky.

Life Fate Bureau and Heavenly Observation Bureau, both dressed in purple robes, appeared old and frail.

But astonishing spirit light erupted from their bodies, and upon closer inspection, one would discover they were already different from ordinary mortals, not only gathering divine nature but also igniting divine fire, becoming demigods.

They were just one step away from true divine enthronement, needing only to ascend with the Divine Country.

Of course, for many demigods, this was something they could never achieve in a lifetime.

Suddenly!

Above the Sky Dome, even the gentle breeze seemed to halt.

——Time Stop!

In the next instant, the frozen colors began to flow again.

The opponent of the two major Bureaus, the Killing Life Sect Hierarch, had his body pierced, revealing a large hole in the chest, vaguely showing a divine fire the size of a soybean.

The Killing Life Sect Hierarch, tall and skinny, hid his terrifying body beneath a black robe, covered in scars and deformities.

Becoming a corpse demigod was in itself an extremely dangerous demigod ritual, requiring a transition from death to rebirth.

Even if successful in the end, should there be even a slight error in the ritual, or a moment of delay, it might take a long time, leading to the corpse rotting...

Thus, the Killing Life Sect Hierarch always kept himself shrouded in a black robe, never revealing his true face.

At this moment, under the time-stopping spell, though heavily wounded, he was indifferent.

The Killing Life Sect Hierarch gently swept his palm, and the rotten flesh on his chest rapidly regenerated.

Such an eerie scene made both the Heavenly Observation Bureau and Life Fate Bureau shiver somewhat.

"The two of us together can surely triumph over this person, but to kill him would be troublesome..."

"Where are Sima and Scent Supervision? Why hasn't the Da Zhou golden statue arrived yet?"

The two demigods exchanged glances, communicating through countless divine thoughts.

Suddenly.

The Killing Life Sect Hierarch let out a long laugh, with terrifying Destruction Divine Power centered around him, seemingly stirring up a storm.

"No good, Sima and Scent Supervision have likely fallen into an ambush..."

"The Da Zhou golden statue..."

Life Fate Bureau and Heavenly Observation Bureau suddenly received news, feeling extremely flustered.

But after the storm passed, the skies cleared, yet the Killing Life Sect Hierarch had vanished...

"Do we... still pursue?"

Life Fate Bureau spoke, with his special abilities, there was a significant possibility he could intercept the Killing Life Sect Hierarch again.

"No need, our besieging personnel have taken losses, and the encirclement has been breached... Continuing the pursuit would only result in more losses."

Heavenly Observation Bureau silently watched the Sky Dome.

As a demigod loyal to the court, at this moment, he felt a slight chill: 'When did the mandate of heaven become uncertain?!'

...

With Fang Xing's sudden intervention in Great Zhou's Divine Dynasty attack against the Killing Life Sect, things became abrupt and chaotic.

After this, the Killing Life Sect retreated deeper into hiding, while Great Zhou Divine Dynasty increased its bounty on the Killing Life Sect.

However, any discerning person could see that this was merely a facade.

In reality, it was a sign of the court beginning to give up.

On the other hand, Great Zhou's interest in Fang Xing grew greater, especially since a Da Zhou golden statue fell into his hands!

Unfortunately, with Fang Xing's talent for God's Eye Can't Reach, he was even harder to track than the Killing Life Sect Hierarch.

Day by day passed.

Intelligence from the Outer World continually returned to Great Zhou Divine Dynasty.

Upon discovering that the Killing Life Sect had eradicated the ten righteous and evil sects and unified the Outer World, but had begun turning to tree planting, the Heavenly Observation Bureau was baffled yet somewhat relieved.

Of course, the surveillance on these madmen remained constant, fearing that one day they would play the entire Outer World into oblivion and then turn around to trouble Great Zhou again.

The stars shifted, and time flew by.

In an instant, several years had passed in a flash.

This day.

Great Zhou Imperial Capital.

Dusted and weary from traveling all over Great Zhou, Fang Xing finally arrived at this world-renowned place.

The Great Zhou Imperial City was towering and ancient.

The most striking aspect was naturally the eleven Golden Statues of Great Zhou encircling the city walls.

They soared into the clouds, seemingly the most loyal guardians of the Imperial Capital.

Of course, there were originally twelve of them, but with one missing, there were now only eleven.

"Eleven True God's substitutes... how I wish... to steal them all."

Fang Xing stroked his chin.

At this moment, with a slight disguise, he resembled a mountain hunter, astounded by the eleven golden statues.

Then, he walked into the Imperial City of the Great Zhou Divine Dynasty.

In terms of prosperity, the Imperial City was the most commercially thriving place Fang Xing had ever seen.

The Imperial City had twelve gates, thirty-seven bridges, forty-eight markets, with countless daily flow of people.

He wasn't really interested in this.

Following a sense of something, he arrived in a slum area.

The people here mostly suffered from poverty, starvation, and disease.

Some might say that even though the body is tortured, the soul remains outstanding.

But Fang Xing knew that cultivation involved both body and soul, and if the body that carried the soul was weak, how strong could the soul be?

Thus, the souls here were of the kind even True Gods wouldn't fancy, basically doomed to hell.

At this time, on a street corner, a shed was set up.

A young man dressed as a temple warrior was handing out buns: "Remember, from now on, if you keep the section in front of your door clean every day, you can come for a bun..."

Fang Xing looked at this young temple warrior and suddenly laughed.

He could sense the fallen holy power within the other, knowing that this was not a temple warrior, but an 'Avenger'!

An Avenger is an advanced profession seeking revenge against the gods, whose fallen holy power could hide their aura, disguise as clergy, and even had special attack capabilities against temple priests and similar roles.

Fang Xing just watched the young Avenger with a smile, and after distributing the buns, the young Avenger glanced at Fang Xing, as if subconsciously walking into a quiet alley.

When Fang Xing followed inside...

Whizz!

A cold gleam suddenly appeared, and a heavy sword came sweeping over.

A wooden stick appeared in Fang Xing's hand, lightly tapping the heavy sword's body.

The stick, though late in action, avoided the blade's edge and struck the heavy sword's spine directly.

The young Avenger exclaimed in surprise as the heavy sword almost flew out of his grasp: "Who exactly are you?"

"Rest assured, I'm not your enemy..."

Fang Xing smiled: "I'm a friend of Lu Zhong... How is he now?"

Without a doubt, in the current Avenger group, Lu Zhong was certainly the leader.

"You're looking for my teacher?"

The young Avenger's face showed a hint of suspicion and even more vigilance: "He's not here; he's preparing to travel the southern swamps..."

"I see."

Fang Xing nodded and turned away.

'Although that young Avenger hid well, he was still too young...'

'The so-called explanation is just a cover-up; it seems Lu Zhong has already mixed into the Imperial City, planning to make some big news?'

Fang Xing thought to himself, casually finding an inn to stay.

At night.

Sitting cross-legged, cultivating on the bed, he suddenly heard a slight noise.

'Is this... the Avenger group?'

In his perception, he could see shadows mingling in the dark.

They skillfully avoided the patrolling night watchmen and approached the inn, carrying a faint killing intent.

'Did the young man report back, prompting experienced mentors to decide to silence me as a remedy?'

'Tsk, tsk... What exactly is that Avenger Lu Zhong planning?'

A white light flashed in Fang Xing's hands, revealing the Paper Object Cave.

Rustle!

Sheets of white paper seemed to be blown by the wind, quickly sticking to the walls on all sides.

In an instant, layers upon layers of barriers were set up.

By then, his room was no longer in reality but in the gap between the mortal world and the Spirit Illusion Realm.

Before long, the Avengers had surrounded Fang Xing's room, about to break in.

Fang Xing could sense that the young man from the day was among them.

"Stop!"

At this critical moment, a somewhat hoarse voice sounded.

"Teacher?"

The young Avenger turned in surprise, seeing Lu Zhong, clad in a black robe, arrive.

Compared to before, Lu Zhong looked even older, with the scars on his body appearing more hideous, only his eyes were bright, seemingly burning with flames at the bottom.

"You all retreat; this one is not an enemy."

Lu Zhong waved his hand, ordering the rest of the Avengers to withdraw, and walked through the gate alone.

"Hmm?"

Fang Xing stared at Lu Zhong, sensing that his life force was as fragile as a candle in the wind, which was unusual for someone who had just advanced to a Yang God!