Chapter 718: Adam's Blood

Chapter 718: Adam's Blood

Translator: Yukidaruma Translations Editor: Yukidaruma Translations

Everyone in the Celestial Cloud Fortress was struck dumb and either knelt down on the ground or left their mouths agape. They looked up dazedly at Fang Xingjian in the sky like they were looking at a legendary miracle.

"Handover Lilia within one minute. Otherwise, die."

A thunderous sound seethed down, bringing along violent gales which swept through the fortress and sent countless objects flying away. It also caused many people to be unable to open their eyes or find it hard to stand their ground.

The people in the main hall, who had been discussing about Fang Xingjian earlier, dashed out immediately. When they saw the situation before them, their countenances changed drastically.

That upper-class lady put up a front and shouted, "Fang Xingjian! We aren't the ones who lost Lilia. Are you only capable of bullying our Celestial Cloud Fortress?"

Fang Xingjian glanced at the upper-class lady with a cold gaze, and sword intents swept out, striking into her consciousness. In that instant, she felt as if she had been doused in cold water. It caused her to drop to her knees, unable to say another word.

Another young man shouted, "Sword Overlord, please hear us out. Lilia only accepted our invitation to pay a visit to the Celestial Cloud Fortress. We had no ill intentions at all.

"However, when the Purple Robed Mages saw Lilia, they insisted on taking her in as a disciple and forcefully took her away."

"Purple Robed Mages?" Fang Xingjian frowned, not expecting that the people from this faction had taken action. Moreover, to think that they had wanted to take Lilia away with them.

Fang Xingjian asked, "Where did they go? Why is it that you have a connection with the Purple Robed Mages?"

The young man quickly explained, "One of our clan heads used to be a Purple Robed Mage. Eventually, he was found to be lacking in talent and came to cultivate in seclusion. Some time ago, a Purple Robed Mage suddenly appeared and said that she had an affinity with Lilia. She then took Lilia away with her.

"We have no idea where she has gone, nor do we know how to contact her."

'Have an affinity? Is it Sudden Inspiration?' Fang Xingjian silently released the fortress and returned to his original appearance. The long black robe he was wearing fluttered like an agile snake, covering half of his body.

Earlier on, he had used his sword intents and Sudden Inspiration to sense Lilia's location. However, he was still unable to find where she was. He could only follow the intelligence which Zhou Xingwen and the others had obtained to first locate Youji, then he got to this place where Lilia had last been before she disappeared.

At the next moment, with a change in Fang Xingjian's thoughts, a sword intent swept through the sky and entered the bodies of all the people in the Celestial Cloud Fortress.

"I will believe in your words for now and leave a stream of sword intent behind. If I find out that any of you are trying to hide something from me I'll annihilate your entire clan."

Leaving behind these words, Fang Xingjian's silhouette flashed, and he disappeared completely.

He left behind the people of the Celestial Cloud Fortress, with all of them wearing a mourning expression.

Fang Xingjian broke through the atmospheric layer and bathed in the radiance of the golden sunlight.

'Even the Sudden Inspiration is unable to sense Lilia's location. Is it because the Sudden Inspiration from the tenth level of the mystical prints isn't something obtainable from one's own cultivation and thus can only sense passively?'

Fang Xingjian's eyes narrowed. 'Then I'll strive for tier four of the Divine level and truly grasp the Sudden Inspiration ability. It'll allow me to find Lilia as well as provide me with sufficient power to suppress the Empire.'

'However, according to the records, in order to comprehend the Sudden Inspiration ability, it's still a necessity to head to the illusory world to strive for the next level of the Nine-Tiered Heavens and comprehend the profoundness of the past and future. But based on the last experience, it'll probably be another parallel world.

'It'll probably take me another half a month or even one month. Before I go, I must remove all threats to avoid any troubles like there were this time around.'

At the thought of this, Fang Xingjian cleared his mind and will, focusing fully on sensing with his Sudden Inspiration.

...

In an underground tomb located in the extreme north of the Central Continent...

The First Prince suddenly opened his eyes which gleamed with a hint of exhilaration. 'Who would have expected that I would be able to locate Saint Adam's tomb.'

Ten years ago in an inadvertent adventure, the First Prince had discovered Saint Adam's tomb. Belonging to the founder of the Ancient Path of Hell, there were countless cultivation essences of the Ancient Path of Hell inside it. They allowed the First Prince to improve in leaps and bounds.

However, when he finally opened up the coffin, he did not find Saint Adam's remains. He merely saw three drops of fresh blood... which belonged to Saint Adam.

However, the First Prince did not dare to take them at all. Saint Adam was the founder of the Ancient Path of Hell and was rumored to have been an amazing character who had reached tier eight of the Divine level. How could the First Prince possibly dare to take the blood left behind by him?

The First Prince was afraid that if he were to take them, he would be engulfed by Saint Adam's remnant consciousness and end up becoming the revived Adam.

Despite this, he had also improved tremendously over the past ten years by relying on the cultivation notes Adam had left behind. As such, the First Prince had obtained top notch power. However, the more he cultivated and the stronger he became, the more he understood just how powerful Adam had been and the more he did not dare to take Adam's blood.

In the end, under Fang Xingjian's overwhelming pressure during the battle at the Hades Vault, the First Prince thought of an idea.

He split his martial will into two, concealing one and wiping out the memories of the other. Then he headed to the Full Moon Shrine to prepare for the battle.

If he were to emerge victorious, he would have wiped out Fang Xingjian with the help of the Full Moon Shrine. If he were to fail, he would take this opportunity to change himself entirely, tempering his will.

Therefore, after cultivating, it was true that the First Prince could not recall the contingency plan he had left behind.

After going through the entire means which was akin to feigning death, he broke through the old principles and created new rules for himself. Having tasted success and then experiencing failure, his mental spirit had received an unbelievable tempering.

In the end, with Shang's help, not only did he managed to locate the other half of his martial will which he had separated from himself, he also integrated with a single drop of the Adam's blood. The attribute for his martial will broke through 2,000 points.

In the tomb, the First Prince looked at the remaining two drops of fresh blood, his eyes filled with excitement.

'Could it be that True Lord Qingshan really thinks that I only have one drop of Adam's blood? Or could it be that he and Father are suppressing each other and he isn't willing to bother with me?' The First Prince shook his head. 'It doesn't matter. As long as I take these two drops of Adam's blood, my martial will can probably attain a breakthrough over 5,000 points. By then, it would be an easy success for me in the striving for tier two or even three of the Divine level.'

At the thought of this, the First Prince's expression became very excited. He imagined that he had achieved great success in his divine arts, come out from seclusion, killed Fang Xingjian, and even defeated his father and suppressed True Lord Qingshan.

However, at the next moment, a palm suddenly appeared in void space, grabbing the two drops of Adam's blood.

"No!" The First Prince bellowed furiously and attacked with an Overturned Hell. The violent power caused the entire tomb to tremor, but it was unable to do anything to that palm.

After the earth-shattering event, dust soared up into the sky, and two figures also dashed up.

Looking at Fang Xingjian whose black robe was fluttering as he stood barefooted, the First Prince gritted his teeth so hard that they seemed to be on the very of breaking. He said word by word, "Fang... Xing... jian..."

However, Fang Xingjian threw him an indifferent glance and said, "So that's the case. It's really a little dangerous."