C416 Kweichow (1/2)

Fang Yang's final method was to fuse the two and use the Power of Geomancy. Not only would he be able to see the changes in the world at a glance, but he would also be able to increase his combat ability tremendously.

It was only after using it several times, Fang Yang faintly felt that he was not able to use the Power of Geomancy without any limits. It seemed that every time he used it, his lifeline would decrease by a tiny bit.

Although it wasn't much, it actually happened. Indeed, there was no such thing as a free lunch. If one wanted to obtain strength, then one must pay a corresponding price!

But now, in order to save others, Fang Yang did not care about that, and channeled all of the Golden Compass in his body with all his might.

The Golden Compass that was originally still immediately released a dazzling golden light. The Golden Eye floating on top of it seemed to have also received this sensation, and slowly opened its mouth a little, letting out a golden light that shone towards Guo Xiang's head.

This time, Fang Yang could actually clearly see that at the root of Guo Xiang's left ear, near the hairline, there was a small wound. It was about the size of a fingernail, shaped like a chrysanthemum, and was embedded with something that was thin like a piece of ice!

”That is the rune of Spiritual Descending?!” Although it felt a little strange, Fang Yang was not idle.

Afraid that this thing would have any other side effects, Fang Yang took out a cup and inhaled some Innate Qi. Then, that fingernail-sized ice chrysanthemum flower was sucked out and dropped into the cup.

Come to think of it, it was quite strange that this small piece of the Icicle Chrysanthemum hadn't melted even after staying in Guo Xiang's body for such a long time.

But when it left Guo Xiang's body, it fell into the cup. Within a few seconds, it turned into a pool of clear water!

”Pfft ~ ~” In a secret room a thousand miles away, a black clothed man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and fell towards the sky.

In front of him, there was a small altar table with paper men, hair, and other random things on it.

As the ice shards left her body, Guo Xiang finally calmed down. Due to her actions from before, her face flushed.

Fang Yang was also sweating profusely as he anxiously observed the condition of Guo Xiang's body. After confirming that she was alright, he let out a long breath and covered her with the blanket again. He then took the cup of water and found An Hongtao.

Fang Yang passed the cup in his hand to An Hongtao, and casually wiped away some sweat: ”Master, just now, Guo Xiang's [Subduing] skill activated. I discovered that the Black Gas appeared from above.

He then discovered a fingernail-sized ice shard shaped like a chrysanthemum. But the moment the ice shard left Guo Xiang's body, it became this pool of clear water, with nothing to be seen. ”

An Hongtao's expression became slightly grave: ”Do you still remember how many petals that chrysanthemum flower had?”

Fang Yang was startled, and recalled it carefully, saying with extreme certainty: ”Nine-petal! It should be a nine-petaled chrysanthemum flower! ”

”It's the people from the Ju Faction!” An Hongtao was obviously worried. ”But since when did Jiu Zun know how to use the Descent Technique? What is their goal? ”

Fang Yang was a little confused, ”Master, what the hell is this Jiuhua Sect? ”The side of the arcane masters?”

An Hongtao said, ”The Nine Chrysanthemum Faction in Puan Country have many different schools, there are about two of them. One school is called the constellation and the other is called the magic school.

Because the cultivation method is relatively effective, people in the locality of Jiujiu faction is quite serious. And their most miraculous thing was their teleportation.