This Jessica appeared to be almost exactly the same as the Jessica back from Demonic City who used to be a good friend of his. It was just that after he left his home, that Jessica betrayed him and was eventually eaten up by Tyrant.
The Jessica before Fang Xingjian now should be the Jessica from a parallel world.
However, this did not matter. Fang Xingjian had come to the Kun Lun Mountains because he had followed his Sudden Inspiration senses and known that this place was the location of the crux for him to clear the trial. He needed to help with something.
Yet, after arriving at the Kun Lun Mountains, he realized that this feeling was scattered out across a range of several hundred lis. No matter how hard he tried to find the actual source, he could not find it. Instead, he found the existence of Jessica and her group.
Through their conversations, he understood whose influence the Kun Lun Mountains belonged to.
'The White Army? According to what they'd said, there are 13 armies on this Earth.
'They should be distributed with the 13 demonic gods' influences, unlike how things were back in Miracle World with the Church of Universal Truth going up against the remaining 12 Mage factions,' Fang Xingjian thought inwardly. 'Based on how things were done in the past, what I need to do is guide the history of this parallel world toward the direction of Miracle World.
'Does this mean that I have to help the White Army to go up against the other 12 factions?
'And there's also the thing with these rings. It's probably best to also let the Knight cultivation method replace the powers of these rings.'
Thinking of this, a plan started to develop in Fang Xingjian's heart.
Jessica was feeling increasing infuriated by how Fang Xingjian was not paying her any heed. She could not help but say, "Which faction do you belong to? Why did you kill Claude?"
Fang Xingjian did not reply to her. Or rather, it could be said that he did not care to answer her question. He grabbed Jessica with one hand and flew up into the sky. "Bring me to the White Army's base."
"Let me go!" Jessica said, enraged. "You've already offended the Gold Army and yet you're going to offend the White Army as well? You may not wish to live, but I still want my life."
"They can't kill me," Fang Xingjian said coldly, "And as long as you're with me, there'll be no one on this planet who can kill you."
"Haha," Jessica laughed exaggeratedly, "Who do you think you are? The 13 Heroes?"
Fang Xingjian frowned and asked, "Who are the 13 Heroes? Are they very strong?"
Jessica rolled her eyes, speechless. The 13 Heroes were the founders of the 13 armies—extraordinary humans who had been the first people in history to put on the rings. They had saved humanity from the world's tribulations and were said to be legendary heroes.
She was speechless to find out that this guy did not even know this. "What on earth do you want to do?"
"Bring me to the White Army," Fang Xingjian said coldly as his gaze turned frigid. "I might have been too polite with you. That's why you might have forgotten that your life is currently in my hands."
A hint of rage flashed in Jessica's eyes. "Alright, you want to seek death, right?" She pointed and said, "Head there."
Fang Xingjian flew and stopped accordingly as Jessica guided the way. After travelling for several tens of kilometers, they arrived at the peak of a snowy mountain.
There was an abandoned temple on the mountain peak. Fang Xingjian followed Jessica into the temple and frowned. He had already searched this place previously, but he had not found anything special about it.
Just as Fang Xingjian was thinking this, Jessica took out a white ring and said, "Open the door."
Fang Xingjian used his martial will to scan the white ring in Jessica's hand briefly and discovered that it was no different from the one he had.
It was just that the three rings on his hands right now were all concealed by his illusory arts, so other people could not see them at all.
Just as Jessica brought out the white ring, streams of white light emitted out, forming a big door. The big door opened and revealed a white valley.
'Dimensional door?' Fang Xingjian was stunned for a moment. 'The energy in the ring can create something like this?'
"Why are you standing there for? Are you scared now?" Jessica turned to take a look at Fang Xingjian. She now understood that she was unable to stop this unfamiliar guy. Therefore, she might as well lead him to the White Army and let the people there deal with him.
Fang Xingjian smiled, grabbed Jessica, and crossed the door, arriving into the white valley.
The entire valley was of a creamy white color, while the sky was a faint but bright white. The grass, trees, and soil were all of a faint white color. The animals and birds in the valley also seemed to be dyed in a layer of white paint. This was a world that was purely made up of the color white .
Fang Xingjian scanned this small world with his martial will and exclaimed, "Amazing! To think that you've created a small world using the powers in the ring... It's no wonder that I couldn't find your traces despite having combed the entire Kun Lun Mountain."
"You're too kind." A young man in white priest robes appeared before the two of them, with his hair casually draping down and his eyes appearing drowsy. He waved his hand slightly, and the white ring in Jessica's hand was grabbed in his. Then he gently put it onto his finger.
He smiled and looked at Jessica. "Miss Jessica, congratulations. You've obtained the rights to cultivate. If you are able to put on the ring, then the White Army welcomes you."
"Priest Tie!" Jessica dashed over to the back of the young priest like she was running a 100-meter dash. Then she pointed to Fang Xingjian and said, "I was threatened by him. He killed the Gold Army's Claude."
"Hmmm?" Priest Tie furrowed his brows. He had gained a slightly good impression of Fang Xingjian when he sensed a familiar aura coming from him. However, after hearing that Fang Xingjian had killed Claude, Priest Tie's hostility surged. "Who are you? Why did you raise your hands against someone from our 13 armies?"
"You don't have to know who I am," Fang Xingjian said indifferently. "This is your White Army's headquarters, right? Get your leader to come out. I have something to say to him."
Hearing Fang Xingjian's audacious words, Priest Tie's brows were raised high and he became stern, "Nonsensical talk from a junior. How can the Commander be someone you get to meet just because you wish to?"
Fang Xingjian said calmly, "I have nothing to say to you. Just bring me to meet your commander."
"Young man, do you know what you're saying?" Priest Tie said with a frown.
Jessica said, "Priest Tie, be careful. He only used one leg to stomp Claude dead."
"Oh? So you're an expert?" Priest Tie assessed Fang Xingjian in detail, "Which army do you belong to? Do you know that you've brought trouble to your seniors at home by killing Claude?"
"It's just an insignificant ant," Fang Xingjian said, waving his hand. "I've come here today to meet the leader of your White Army. I want to see if he is worth supporting."
"Arrogant." Priest Tie was already treating Fang Xingjian as a junior who did not know what was good for him. Moreover, he kept trying to hold it in yet the other party was still very pushy. Therefore, he decided to teach Fang Xingjian a lesson.
As Priest Tie spoke, he slapped out a palm strike, and white light rose from his ring, turning into a huge hand that was the size of a field. The huge hand slapped down fiercely toward Fang Xingjian.
The ferocious power was as if a hand had lashed out into the air, causing an explosion. Strong gales surged, and all the grass and trees in the valley shook. The intense air currents blew into Jessica's eyes, making her unable to open her eyes.
Faced with Priest Tie's palm strike, Fang Xingjian was naturally very calm. He still had the time to send his martial will out to scan that white palm. He understood that this palm attack was not one that was purely filled with brute force. Instead, Priest Tie had used white energy to imitate martial arts movements. This palm attack was comparable to a palm strike that a tier one Divine level expert struck out across space with their martial will.