Chapter 659: Divine Power Defeats Destiny

In Li Fan’s view, as the strange beasts performed their bowing ritual, the free-floating heavenly luck from the depths of the wilderness began to converge frantically towards the top of the black three-legged tower. It was like a colossal storm vortex, with continuous lightning and thunder, and the sky grew increasingly gloomy.

Seeing this, Li Fan tried to use the Black Bird Feather to compete for ownership of the heavenly luck. The result, as expected, was utterly futile. Compared to a mere feather, the black Black Bird at the top of the three-legged tower was the true master of this beast realm. Even in the face of that powerful suction, Li Fan vaguely sensed that the free-floating heavenly luck he had already absorbed into his body was starting to loosen, showing signs of being pulled away.

Although Fang Zaiji couldn't see the changes in heavenly luck, the black Black Bird's increasingly vivid appearance was visible to the naked eye. A serious expression appeared on his face, but he still sneered, "They're already dead. Do they expect to be resurrected by begging?" However, Fang Zaiji was very cautious. Without waiting for the beasts' ritual to conclude, he conjured a colossal palm holding a grey-black hammer and powerfully slammed it towards the black bird at the tower's peak.

"Buzz!" The grey hammer filled the heavens and earth, making even the cloud-piercing three-legged tower seem like a toy in its presence. As the great hammer descended, it emitted a deafening roar and explosive sound. It seemed as if, in the next moment, the black three-legged tower and the thousands of strange beasts beneath it would all be hammered to death.

However, at this very moment, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck the grey hammer from the sky. The hammer paused slightly in mid-air, then dozens of lightning bolts, as thick as buckets, suddenly descended. With each strike, the hammer's form shrank a little. In just a few moments, the grey hammer, once as large as a mountain, had become no different from an ordinary object.

The instant lightning struck the tower's peak, Fang Zaiji's expression subtly changed. It wasn't just because his grey hammer was under attack, but because the very ground he stood on began to undergo immense cosmic changes. Dark clouds rolled in from the sky, so gloomy they seemed about to weep. Yellow demonic winds howled, cutting through the earth like sharp blades, and, as if sentient, they all swept towards Fang Zaiji. Surging ground fire suddenly erupted from beneath Fang Zaiji's feet, like furious fire dragons roaring to consume him; golden rune chains appeared from the void without warning, coiling around Fang Zaiji's limbs. Coupled with the continuously flashing black lightning overhead, Fang Zaiji seemed to have become the mortal enemy of the entire beast realm. Wind, fire, thunder, lightning, and indeed everything in the world, under the influence of destiny, began to launch relentless attacks against him.

"Young Master, please stand back for now." Fang Zaiji's gaze turned serious. He threw out a green bell, which hovered over Li Fan's head, who had already retreated far away. Then, he opened his mouth and spat out thirty-six willow-leaf-shaped flying blades. The emerald green flying blades were extraordinarily agile, as if alive, instantly protecting Fang Zaiji's entire body. No matter how rain lashed, wind blew, fire burned, or lightning struck, they were all easily blocked by the fleeting wisps of green light.

Fang Zaiji's expression was calm as he strode towards the obelisk-like tower. The golden chains on his body instantly tightened, trying to restrain him. But Fang Zaiji's steps were firm; the chains only stretched taut for a moment before cracks began to appear at the points where they connected to the void. The chains grew longer and longer. Finally, unable to withstand the extreme tension, they shattered inch by inch. Golden light instantly scattered across the sky.

"With the world itself as an enemy, this is truly the ultimate version of the Formless Killing Intent," Li Fan thought, watching calmly under the protection of the green bell. "But even so, it couldn't harm Fang Zaiji in the slightest. After all, this world's power level is a tier weaker. Even with all its resistance, it's no match for a Dao-melding expert from another realm."

As Fang Zaiji drew closer to the black three-legged tower, the strange beasts who had been bowing and begging gradually became disoriented. Some grew even more terrified, bowing with greater fervor. Others desperately tried to flee, only to be killed on the spot by a few leader-like strange beasts. Still others, in a desperate gamble, charged at Fang Zaiji, fearless of death, attempting to exhaust the terrifying invader with their lives. But their fate was sealed. The power gap between the two sides was too vast, so much so that when Fang Zaiji finally stood atop the three-legged tower, looking at the trembling beasts kneeling all over the ground below, he found it utterly boring.

"Boring!" he snorted, then brought Li Fan, who was still far away, closer.

"Sect Master, is what you're looking for here?" Fang Zaiji asked.

Without the ritual support of the thousands of strange beasts, the Black Bird image at the top of the tower reverted to its original form. It turned out to be merely a projection from a Black Bird statue. The vast amount of free-floating heavenly luck, gathered above the tower, now unrestrained, began to slowly dissipate like flowing water towards other corners of the world. Standing before the small Black Bird statue, Li Fan looked up and gazed intently, simultaneously activating his "Destiny is Mine" divine ability, using the Black Bird Feather to frantically absorb the free-floating heavenly luck.

Like a hundred rivers flowing to the sea, the process of absorbing heavenly luck was exceptionally smooth. He encountered almost no obstacles, and in less than half a day, Li Fan had completely seized all the heavenly luck gathered there. And the effects were immediate. With the three-legged tower as the center, Li Fan could instantly perceive every stir of wind and blade of grass within a radius of several thousand miles with just a thought. Moreover, within this area, Li Fan had almost achieved acting as a proxy for heaven itself. Sunshine, clouds, rain, snow, gales, and torrential downpours were all subject to Li Fan's single thought.

After searching for a moment with his eyes closed, Li Fan slightly frowned. Because he discovered that Little Black's remains were not here. The reason the strange beasts could manipulate destiny through the ritual was simply that the statue had been imbued with a trace of Little Black's own authority. "But it doesn't matter," Li Fan wasn't bothered. "As long as it's in this small world, I'll find it sooner or later."

In the following days, Li Fan, accompanied by Fang Zaiji, traveled throughout the beast realm. Everywhere they went, the strange beasts were powerless to resist and surrendered one after another. And their already meager rebellious spirit was completely extinguished after a new passage was established and Liu San arrived with the main force of the Medicine King Sect.

"Young Master, you've certainly found a good place this time! I was just worried that Longevity Valley was too small for the disciples' activities," Liu San said, sweeping his divine sense across the beast realm, nodding slightly with a satisfied expression. "While most of these strange beasts are insignificantly weak, they're perfectly capable of helping with planting and managing spiritual fields. The few stronger ones would also be good for guarding homes and courtyards." "This is feasible. Once I refine a batch of beast-controlling rings, there will be no fear of these creatures losing control."

With just a few understated remarks from the two Dao-melding experts, the future fate of the strange beasts in the beast realm was decided.