Chapter 473 (2/2)

Endless sword intent extended out from Fang Xingjian’s body. There had never been a time when he felt like killing a person this much.

There was only a last hint of rationality holding him back, allowing him to temporarily suppress the fury in his heart.

‘Within a week, I must rush back to the Demonic City.’

Thinking this, Fang Xingjian looked toward Fang Qian and said, “Tell me all the information you have about Li Shuanghua! Tell me the whereabouts of my mother’s corpse as well!”

Fang Qian gulped and looked at the surrounding situation as well as the ground. Then she said, “You can’t possibly want me to say it here? Everything will only start one week later. Calm down. Let’s settle the problem about the base. One or two more hours won’t hurt.”

Fang Xingjian closed his eyes. He knew that it was impossible for him to ignore it and leave the First Prince’s underground base like that. Therefore, he tried hard to suppress the killing intent in his body.

Fang Qian said, “This base is the product of the First Prince’s immeasurable effort in the area of modifying living creatures. His final goal was originally to use this technology to modify 36 Divine level experts in order to help him complete the Hell’s Map.

“He’s even thinking of assembling an army of Demigods. However, there are too many difficulties, and right now, we’ve only just barely created the body of a Demigod even after depleting majority of the base’s resources.”

Fang Xingjian continued to listen, and it was only then that he found out a test subject by the name of number 13 was the new product of the research done by Fang Qian and the others. Number 13’s consciousness had been completely wiped out, and his physical body had been forcibly pushed up to two tiers of perfection.

This was already considered very amazing. From then on, they would only have to think of a way to transfer a portion of consciousness into his body, just like the Holy Orison’s letter and just like how there were remnant consciousness in the Heavenly Abyss Annihilation Armor. This would allow them to have a Demigod who was at two tiers of perfection.

It was a pity that Fang Qian and the others had yet to come up with a plan for mass production. Despite this, Number 13’s physical body could already be said to be the most valuable item in the entire base.

An hour later, Hildebrand was standing on a sand dune several kilometers away with a pale face. The wounds at his waist seemed to have already recovered.

Right now, he was looking in the direction of the of the underground base. With a world-shakingly tremendous sound, the entire ground sank in. Several millions of tons of sand plunged down at a crazy rate, filling up the smashed up hole underground.

In a short one to two hours later, the entire underground base collapsed completely and was filled up with endless sand.

Hildebrand dropped down and sat on the ground. His mind was filled with Fang Xingjian’s figure.

…

Elsewhere, everyone in the Great Western Region Regional Academy realized that Fang Xingjian had returned. A black-haired and black-eyed lady, who looked slightly similar to Fang Xingjian, had also returned with him.

In a room in the Sacred Land, Fang Xingjian frowned and asked, “So, in all, there are seven Divine level experts on Earth?”

“That’s right,” Fang Qian said. “Each of the five major clans has one, and the Earth’s Federation Government has two. If you wish to deal with Li Shuanghua, at least two others will help her. In addition to her, there will be three Divine level experts in total.”

Fang Xingjian did not say anything and instead looked at the ‘person’ on the other side.

Although it was said to be a human, it was still strange. That was because the person looked like a lump of flesh which kept on changing. All the skin, muscles, and bones continued to undergo ceaseless changes as if it had no fixed form.

This was the test subject number 13 which Fang Xingjian had snatched from the First Prince’s base at the end. It was a physical body at the Demigod level which had attained two tiers of perfection in body’s toughness and specialty seeds respectively.

Fang Qian spoke up again, “But it might not be impossible for you to defeat them. After all, it seems as if you… are immune to the power of magic prints and the evil gods’ powers, right?”

Fang Xingjian lifted his head and looked at Fang Qian while saying. “That’s what I want to know too. Test it out on me.”