Fang Xingjian was about to give chase when he felt that the Thunder-Permeating Sword in his hands was shaking wildly, struggling incessantly like a jiao. Fang Xingjian could only tap out with his finger, sending a myriad of white light rays with endless prowess blasting out toward the Fifth Prince, who was now several tens of kilometers away.
At the same time, he exerted force in his palm, sending strong energies exploding. It was as if an air explosive had been crushed. His sword intent swept out at full power before the Thunder-Permeating Spear finally calmed down.
However, by this time, after being engulfed by the path of light, there was no trace left of the Fifth Prince.
Flashing and leaping wildly in the air currents up above, the prince and his mount would travel a distance of several tens of kilometers each time. Most importantly, they teleported consecutively, making it hard for anyone to track them down. It was hard to even tell in which direction they had escaped.
In a spot over 1,000 kilometers away from their initial location, the Fifth Prince and the Four-Eyed Heavenly Winged Beast appeared with a flash, tumbling.
The Fifth Prince took great effort to get up to his feet. Looking at the Four-Eyed Heavenly Winged Beast which had shrunk to half its original size, looking very weak and keeping its eyes closed, the Fifth Prince felt a great fury burning in his heart. When he saw the the suffering Four-Eyed Heavenly Winged Beast, he felt a heart-wrenching pain.
A matured Four-Eyed Heavenly Winged Beast was a Divine level ferocious beast. Not only did it have an extremely strong physical body, able to engulf the world with its martial will, it was also able to move through void space, having the ability to use teleportation.
The Fifth Prince's Four-Eyed Heavenly Winged Beast, which was still a youngling, had forcefully unleashed its potential explosively, thus saving its owner and itself. However, it had also ended up weakening its seriously injured body even further. Its abilities had deteriorated to the level it had been at several years before. For the next few years, it would probably not be able to recover to the level at which it had been at before the fight, extremely close to the Divine level.
Furthermore, his Thunder-Permeating Spear had also been snatched away, making him lose all his trump cards meant for dealing against Divine level experts. One could say he had lost terribly.
"Chaos Witch! I know that you’re here! Come out!
"Didn’t you say that my talent in fist arts is the best in the world? Why? Why is it that even though this Fang Xingjian has cultivated for a shorter period of time than me, he managed to defeat me?"
"Haaa...." The next instant, a sigh rang out from the back of the Fifth Prince’s head.
Above the Wang Clan’s residence, looking down at the ruins under his feet, Fang Xingjian slightly frowned. However, his frown disappeared the next moment.
"This is fine. I didn’t plan on killing him to begin with. It’s just a pity that I didn’t manage to get the youngling of the Divine level ferocious beast."
After all, Fang Xingjian did not have any deep hatred or feud with the Fifth Prince. Moreover, he still had to deal with the First Prince. If he were to kill the Fifth Prince, he would be subjected to the pressure from the Empire’s royal family.
On the other hand, if the Fifth Prince was spared, he would be able to help Fang Xingjian take on some of the attacks from the First Prince.
As Fang Xingjian spoke, Tyrant had already reverted to his bangle shape. Fang Xingjian spoke up again, "Keep this Thunder-Permeating Spear. It can be added to the list of ingredients for forging my Divine Remains Equipment."
Vortexes appeared in the air and the Thunder-Permeating Spear was stored in the Gates to the Netherworld. Then, with a flash, Fang Xingjian returned to the Wang Clan’s ruins once again.
The members of the Wang Clan looked at the terrifying man before them, revealing looks of astonishment.
Wang Clan’s Eldest Miss, Wang Xiaoyan, looked at Fang Xingjian with an extremely complicated gaze. Earlier on, she would not have thought that Fang Xingjian would be able to defeat the Fifth Prince. But right now, he had crushed the Fifth Prince in an open and overbearing manner, without the slightest of difficulties.
Looking at the young man before them who had overwhelmed the many present experts with his aura, Wang Xiaoyan felt a tremendous gap between them and a great pressure coming from him.
Fang Xingjian looked at the people from the Wang Clan, saying, "From today onward, Wang Xiaoyan shall continue to be the Wang Clan’s clan head. I’ll kill whoever dares to object." Sword intent swept across the place recklessly, making it hard for anyone to summon their will to resist.
The Dark Knight was about to leave with Li Zi when Fang Xingjian spoke up. "Dark Knight, do you plan on leaving just like this? Last year this time, you were still an ordinary level 29 Conferred Knight. To think that you’ve already become a Demigod with four tiers of perfection in merely one year!"
"The same can be said for yourself," the Dark Knight replied nonchalantly. "One year ago, you weren’t even a Conferred Knight. In but a year, you’ve already become a Demigod with two tiers of perfection, perfectly capable of defeating a Four-Eyed Heavenly Winged Beast. Although it is a youngling, the rate of your improvement can be considered a great sensation.
"As for myself… the First Prince’s plan is to create 36 Divine level experts with the Hell’s Map in the future. In comparison to this, attaining four tiers of perfection in a year is nothing."
Fang Xingjian thought, ‘What kind of means does the First Prince have? To think that he can let his subordinates improve at such a tremendous speed… Such efficiency is no different from the seventh level of the mystical prints.’
Fang Xingjian then continued saying, ‘Dark Knight, since you’re here, let’s have a spar. Let me see what means that First Prince has, and what means you people from the Ancient Path of Hell have."
Hearing this, the Dark Knight turned to look at Fang Xingjian with an indifferent look. "Fang Xingjian, while it’s true that you’re strong and that there aren’t many people below the Divine level who are your match, this only stands true for people below the Divine level. Do you really plan to continue making an enemy of the First Prince?"
"If I don’t deal with the First Prince, will he let me off?" Fang Xingjian looked at the Dark Knight and said coldly, "Or do you think that after having cultivated to this level, I would actually be willing to submit to someone else?"
Seeing that the Dark Knight did not say a word, Fang Xingjian continued, "You’re afraid of taking me on? You don’t have the First Prince’s clone on you? If he’s around, I don’t mind having a round with him."
This was also a matter that Fang Xingjian had been curious about. The First Prince’s 36 Hell’s Maps allowed him to form contracts with 36 people and to store a part of himself in these people. However, while striving to attain the Divine level, the First Prince had retrieved all of his clones.
Although the First Prince had already succeeded in attaining the Divine level, when Fang Xingjian was dealing with Swordless Sword Asto and when Tyrant was dealing with Deputy Governor Benjamin, neither of them had encountered the First Prince’s clones.
Even when the Dark Knight was dealing with the Fifth Prince, he had just lost directly. The First Prince’s clone did not appear.
However, since the Dark Knight still dared to be present today, he had to have something to back him up. Fang Xingiian felt that the chances were very high for the said backing to be the First Prince’s clone.
Hearing what Fang Xingjian said, a hint of hesitation flashed on the Dark Knight’s face. Just then, streams of black aura exuded from his body, taking the form of a man who was wearing a crown and black and gold clothes, with a bearing of great prestige and dominance. It was as if this person was the center of the universe, the one who controlled the rotation of the sun and the moon, the person who held the reins of the entire universe.
This was one of the First Prince’s clones.
"Alright, it’s fine to let him know." The First Prince looked at Fang Xingjian and said, "In order to deal with Xingwu Region’s Astral Ancestor and Blue Sacred Moonlight, I retrieved all of my clones. The reason I came today was initially to help the Dark Knight to teach my foolish brother a lesson. I hadn’t expected that before I had even made any moves, I would witness such a wonderful battle.
"Fang Xingjian, I really admire you. Your sword arts talent is hard to come by. How about it? Do you want to follow me? As long as you’re willing to sign the Hell’s Map, I’ll assure you that you’ll be above all others, reporting only to me. Once I’ve inherited the throne, you’ll become the Empire’s Imperial Preceptor.
"In the future, if the two of us were to join forces, we would be unstoppable and even capable of ruling the world."
Hearing what the First Prince said, everyone present was astonished. They had not expected that the First Prince would view Fang Xingjian in such high regards. Even the Dark Knight showed a hint of jealousy in his expression.
However, Fang Xingjian sneered, "George, do you think that I’m an idiot? When one reaches our level of cultivation, we’re able to move without leaving traces and blades aren’t able to harm us. We can do whatever we want, freely, as we wish. Why would I want to sign on your Hell’s Map and betray my own will?
"The reason I called you out today is to tell you that with me around in the Great Western Region, you can forget about getting your hands on it. No matter with how many claws you reach out for it, I’ll cut all of them off.
"If you don’t believe me, you can give it a try."
The First Prince smiled coldly and said, "Fang Xingjian, what you want is to have a fight with my clone and to test my power—the power of the Divine level.
"It just happens that I also want to test out your sword arts. If your sword arts cultivation
Is lacking, I’ll take this opportunity to suppress you and the Wang Clan together."