Fang Yuan's display left Tao Zhu's will stunned beyond belief!
What soul-path Gu Immortal had emerged from nowhere? A single strike had grievously wounded a fellow Eighth Transformation Gu Immortal! This kind of fearsome demonic might—even when the Demonic Venerable You Hun was young, he could hardly have done better.
"This youth looks so frail and refined on the surface, yet his methods are vicious and his techniques extraordinary. He must have committed countless killings—why else would the Southern Border Righteous Path Gu Immortals organize such a massive siege against him?"
Realizing this, Tao Zhu's will immediately lost heart.
For the first time, he felt the pillar of light beside him was blindingly radiant.
"When the original body set this up, it was meant to facilitate the inheritance... sigh. Who could have guessed that when the inheritance truly opened, it would be in this sort of situation?"
"Who have I provoked? Wasn't it hard enough to painstakingly set up an inheritance?"
Tao Zhu's will felt utterly isolated and helpless. In a situation like this, never mind a mere wisp of will—even if the original body himself were alive, he would have had to give ground!
This muddy water was far too deep, and the waves far too violent. One could not casually wade in!
Tao Zhu's will lost his nerve completely. He slunk back down the pillar of light with his tail between his legs, muttering inwardly: "Don't look at me, don't look at me..."
The Gu Immortals had neither the energy nor the mood to look at him.
Fang Yuan had publicly captured Jun Shenguang, an Eighth Transformation Gu Immortal. His battle strength was earth-shaking, leaving nearly every Seventh Transformation Gu Immortal parched with dread—even some Eighth Transformations were shaken.
"Against such a powerful enemy, how are we supposed to fight?"
"If I charge in and something goes wrong, what happens to my clan? If the other Eighth Transformations survive while I fall, wouldn't I be doing all the hard work for someone else's benefit?"
If Fang Yuan were still at the Seventh Transformation, relying on his Reverse Flow Protective Seal to battle Eighth Transformations—that level of strength the Southern Border Eighth Transformation Gu Immortals could still endure.
But now, everything was completely different!
Fang Yuan was no longer just an Eighth Transformation Gu Immortal. He now possessed a mysterious and powerful technique—it appeared to be a soul-path method that complemented his Dreamlike Immortal Killer move of pulling souls into dreams to perfection.
Jun Shenguang's fate was right before their eyes. It was entirely possible that Southern Border's Eighth Transformation Gu Immortals would fall to Fang Yuan's lethal grasp as well!
At this critical moment, the old ailment of the Southern Border Righteous Path flared up once more. After all, too many factions had ruled their own territories for far too long. The instinct to guard against one another was already ingrained in their very bones. Even though they recognized the necessity of unity, at the moment of decisive choice, hesitation gripped the heart of every Eighth Transformation Gu Immortal.
While the Southern Border Eighth Transformations hesitated, Fang Yuan showed not a shred of doubt.
He threw his head back and laughed, then turned to charge at Wu Yong.
"Wu Yong! What did you just say? That this would be my burial ground? Hahaha! I think it's quite the opposite—this is your grave. Come, come! Let's settle our old grudges and new scores all at once!"
Fang Yuan's roar thundered like a clap of heaven, shaking the entirety of the Five Boundaries Mountain Range.
Dressed in white robes, his wide sleeves billowing, dark hair streaming, his demonic might surged to the heavens. His killing intent soared skyward, striking awe into every immortal present.
Chi Qu You, Shang Wu Jie, and the other Eighth Transformation Gu Immortals saw Fang Yuan turn his spearhead directly toward Wu Yong, and a tangle of emotions surged through their hearts in an instant—tension, followed by a subtle, involuntary sense of relief, before all manner of dark thoughts began to creep into their minds.
Fang Yuan was indeed fearsome, but he was ultimately just one man standing alone. Setting that aside, Chi Qu You had even done business with Fang Yuan before.
Now the Southern Alliance had been newly established, and the position of Alliance Leader remained vacant. Wu Yong was the undisputed first choice for the role. If he actually became Alliance Leader, how he would treat each clan afterward was truly anyone's guess.
The various Southern Border clans had stood divided for far too long. To truly unite, the real difficulty lay in the countless treacherous peaks and deep ravins that separated the hearts of their Gu Immortals.
When two tigers fight, one is bound to be wounded.
Whether it was Fang Yuan or Wu Yong who fell, it would benefit the other families.
Besides, it wasn't as though they weren't coming to help—it was just that those Primordial Era great beasts were keeping them occupied, wasn't it?
"A rabble!" Wu Yong cast a swift glance and, seeing no one coming to his aid, cursed inwardly.
But facing Fang Yuan's charge, he felt no fear—instead, limitless courage and fighting spirit surged within him!
"Let me see what methods you used to capture an Eighth Transformation Gu Immortal!" Wu Yong unleashed the Jade Clarity Dripping Wind Small Bamboo Tower. Riding atop this Immortal Gu House, wreathed in boundless and majestic momentum, he slammed straight toward Fang Yuan.
Though Fang Yuan possessed a mysterious Immortal Gu House of his own, it could absolutely not withstand a collision with the Jade Clarity Dripping Wind Small Bamboo Tower. A sinister, cold gleam flashed through his eyes, and his entire body suddenly banked sharply downward.
The Jade Clarity Dripping Wind Small Bamboo Tower's momentum was too great—it smashed through empty air.
"Wu Yong, you have an Immortal Gu House at your side, so you're safe enough. But can I kill your Southern Border Righteous Path Seventh Transformation little immortals, and can you save every single one of them? Hahaha!" Fang Yuan roared with wild laughter.
"Damn it!" Wu Yong hastily urged the Jade Clarity Dripping Wind Small Bamboo Tower to change direction and pursue Fang Yuan.
Fang Yuan spoke again: "Wu Yong, you've got such grand ambitions—wanting to establish a Southern Border alliance, you must be aiming for the Alliance Leader's throne! Let me kill these people, and we'll see if you still have the face to act as Alliance Leader!"