ing moment for humanity in the past few centuries.……Fang Yu and Su Lengyun came to the Huaibei Martial Arts Association clubhouse, discovering that the entire building was empty. Seeing a single perso...Fang Yu thought it sounded unreliable after hearing it.

How can an unoffensive word hurt the Immortal King

Don't even talk about dealing with Celestial Kings, even if it's just an ant, if you don't take the initiative to strike, that ant won't suddenly die!

But Fang Yu knew this old man was crazy, so he didn't take this so-called secret seriously, just treating it as the ramblings of a madman.

Unexpectedly, I encountered the crazy old man again today. He actually brought up this trick once more.

"You said your trick was... not to attack, are you serious" Fang Yu looked at the crazy old man in front of him and asked.

"My goodness, whisper! This trick took me countless tries to figure out! The fewer people who know, the better!" The old man quickly said, "Remember, if anyone asks you about it in the future, don't tell them! This is a secret passed down through generations!"

Seeing the old man's serious and earnest expression, Fang Yu had to believe he was being serious.

Therefore, there must be a deeper meaning behind this "don't attack" strategy!

"Well, I don't have much time. You know the trick now, so don't ask anymore," the old man said. "When you encounter opponents at the level of a celestial king in the future, you will naturally understand."

Fang Yu also pulled his thoughts back to the present and asked, "Since you killed the Celestial Immortal King, why would you still erect a tombstone for him Are you friends"

"Friend If he were a friend, why would I kill him" the old man frowned. "I erected a tombstone for him, wasn't it for you"

"For me" Fang Yu's eyebrows rose, even more surprised.

"What else I wouldn't build a grave for this guy out of the blue if it weren't for you," the crazy old man retorted, "As for those restrictions, they were set up to prevent other cultivators from getting here before you and taking away the treasure that I worked so hard to get from this dead Immortal King. But the power source of the restrictions themselves comes from the power left behind by the Immortal King."

"The Immortal King's treasures... Could they be the legendary laws of the Great Dao" Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Huh Bull**!" The old man was stunned for a moment, then roared, "The Dao Law this guy comprehended, if you were to take it, it would only weaken you, offering no improvement whatsoever! What more Dao Laws do you need"

The Crazy Old Man's reaction was a bit intense. Fang Yu was taken aback and said, "Doesn't the Immortal King surpass countless cultivators because he has comprehended these Dao Laws How come in your mouth, these Dao Laws seem worthless"

"The Great Dao's Law is indeed powerful, but it fundamentally belongs to something unique, an individual's comprehension. Other cultivators can inherit it and gain significant improvement, but it's not enough to make them Immortal Kings. As for you, the Great Dao's Law is truly useless, it will only have adverse effects! You don't need to comprehend these Laws at all." The old man said.

"If there is no great Dao principle, what valuable things has this Immortal King left behind" Fang Yu asked.

"Here you go," the old lunatic said, tossing a golden storage ring to Fang Yu.

Fang Yu took the ring, his divine sense entering it.

Then, he saw a pile of glowing crystals, among which were secret scrolls and pills.

"Those were all the belongings he had on him at the time. Most of it won't be of much use to you, but a few things should still come in handy," the old man croaked.

"Is that all" Fang Yu asked.

He didn't ask out of greed, but rather because he thought... If it were just these mundane objects, the old madman wouldn't have gone to such lengths as building a tomb and setting up restrictions.

"The most important thing is here." The old man raised his hands.

"Buzz!"

A beam of light appeared above his palms, accompanied by a buzzing sound.

The sound was like a clear and ethereal flute, yet also like the long, resonant clang of metal colliding.

"Did you hear that That's the sound of the Dao," the crazy old man chuckled, squinting his eyes.

"The sound of the Dao" Fang Yu stared intently at the item in the crazy old man's hand.

The glow gradually faded, revealing what lay within.

It really is a flute!

A flute, faintly glowing with a blue hue.

It was about half a meter long, slender and metallic in appearance, with blue light emanating from it.

And at the head of the piccolo, there is a mark like that of young shoots or grass.

It's exactly the same as the marks that appeared on those cultivators' foreheads when we saw them fighting on the martial arts stage before!

"This is..." Fang Yu's eyes flickered.

"Here you go." The old man chucked the flute straight at Fang Yu.

Fang Yu caught it.

Held in the hand, it can be felt to have a noticeable weight.

The surface of the flute was slightly cool, even before it was used. One could sense its uniqueness and a very special aura within it.

"The Dao's principles are useless to you, but... a natal magic weapon infused with the Dao's principles, also known as a Dao artifact... would be very useful to you. It would be far superior to a fairy artifact!" The mad old man said softly, "The Heavenly Immortal King called it the Zhuxian Flute.", with a forceful bend!"Click!"Only two pairs of wings are left!The anguished cries of the Ten Wings echoed within the void.Fang Yu struck continuously, breaking all ten wings of the Ten-Winged Divine...