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Chapter 495

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Su Zimo sensed the seven ancient demons surrounding him and came to a realization.

At this point of his cultivation, seven of the twelve demon kings had appeared!

In other words, there were five more demon kings that had yet to appear.

The Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness should be cultivated to its limit and all twelve demon kings of the Great Wilderness would appear!

However, Su Zimo did not know who the other five demon kings were.

The Yin Spirit section of the mystic classic that Die Yue left him was shrouded in a layer of fog.

Given his current cultivation realm, he could not see through it.

In the middle of his chest, a round blood-colored Inner Core spun slowly.

Su Zimo could not conceal the joy in his eyes as he gripped his fists gently. With every single movement, he could feel the immense power that came from every part of his body, as though he could crush mountains with a single punch!

This was a qualitative leap!

Su Zimo withdrew a supreme-grade flying sword from his storage bag and injected spirit energy into it.

The sword shone brightly with a chilling aura.

Su Zimo flicked his finger gently on the blade of the sword.

Buzz!

The sword trembled.

The sound of metal clashing could be heard when his body collided against the supreme-grade flying sword!

Su Zimo channeled his spirit energy with all his might and the spirit sea in his dantian rumbled as nine spirit meridians appeared on his body.

Su Zimo took a deep breath of air and his gaze was bright as he channeled the supreme-grade flying sword and slashed his arm heavily!

Clang!

The flying sword bounced up.

His arm was perfectly fine.

Although Su Zimo had yet to condense a Jin Dan on the path of immortality, he was an unprecedented Extreme Foundation Establishment Cultivator. If he released his full strength, his strength would be comparable to an early-stage Jin Dan.

Now, when this sword fell, it didn't even leave a single mark on his arm!

Even the old immortal crane was shocked when she saw that.

The most indestructible parts of demons were their fangs and claws.

If a supreme-grade flying sword could not even pierce Su Zimo's flesh, even a perfect-grade spirit weapon might not be able to injure his bones!

It was even more impossible for him to injure his organs.

The old immortal crane was certain that Su Zimo's current body was even stronger than pure-blooded Jin Dan ferocious beasts!

It was because he himself was a pure-blooded ferocious bird.

Su Zimo had just stepped onto the path of alchemy and condensed his inner core, but he already possessed such a terrifying physique and flesh. If he continued cultivating and reached the limits of alchemy …

The old immortal crane did not dare to imagine.

Pa!

Right then, a crisp sound echoed from Su Zimo's cave abode!

The old immortal crane's pupils constricted and her heart skipped a beat.

In each of Su Zimo's palms, there was a broken sword in each of his hands, which was dim and lifeless.

Just Now, that supreme-grade flying sword was actually broken by his bare hands!

"This …"

Even the old immortal crane was dumbfounded.

Suddenly, she recalled the pitch-black little beast of mysterious origins that Su Zimo brought back from the outside four years ago.

When she thought about the frightening fangs and claws of that mysterious little beast, she could not help but lament internally, "This child's body right now is probably not inferior to Night Spirit's."

To this day, the background of Night Spirit was still unknown.

"What two monsters!"

The old immortal crane lampooned internally.

Compared to Su Zimo and Night Spirit, her bloodline as a pure-blooded ferocious bird was no different from a fowl reared in a cage …

Within the cave abode.

Looking at the broken sword in his hands, Su Zimo could not help but fall into a daze as he recalled the scene of Die Yue imparting him the Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness on that night filled with peach blossoms.

Die Yue once said that if he wanted to take revenge on Perfected Being Cang Lang, he had to cultivate to section 7, Core Formation.

But now, he had achieved it.

It had been eight years since that night.

This journey was like a dream or a fantasy.

Recalling the memories of him accompanying Die Yue in the cultivation field back in Ping Yang Town, Su Zimo remained silent and gradually, he felt a little dazed.

"Zimo."

Right then, the old immortal crane's voice sounded from within the cave abode.

"Don't get distracted. You've only just formed your core. Continue cultivating and stabilizing your cultivation realm!"

Su Zimo jolted awake.

It was only now that he realized that his breakthrough had caused such a huge commotion. The cave abode had already collapsed with dust billowing and debris strewn all over the ground.

The only reason why other cultivators were not alarmed was because there was a pitch-black barrier around them.

Hurriedly, Su Zimo bowed in gratitude. "Thank you, senior crane."

Su Zimo himself was shocked when he said that.

His voice had changed completely!

It was sonorous and powerful like a bell that shook one's mind!

The old immortal crane said gently, "You have to be able to release and retract the power of your Inner Core freely. Otherwise, how are you going to meet others in this state? The moment you open your mouth, you're going to scare people to death. "

Su Zimo nodded and no longer hesitated. His massive body swayed and he assumed a lotus position, continuing to cultivate.

After forming a core, stabilizing one's cultivation realm and controlling the power of their Inner Core was much easier without much risk.

As long as he spent time familiarizing himself with his Inner Core, sensing it and experiencing the many changes in his body, his cultivation realm would gradually stabilize.

As time passed by, the phantoms of the seven demon kings of the Great Wilderness around Su Zimo gradually faded.

His body was shrinking gradually as well.

The demonic qi that shrouded him surged into his chest continuously as well.



In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

Dawn broke.

A ray of multicolored light dispersed the mist and scattered on a delicate face.

His black hair fell casually like a waterfall, fluttering gently.

The man closed his eyes and the ray of light gradually expanded and shifted around his body until his entire body shone with a dazzling radiance.

Shrouded by the ray of light, his body shone with specks of luster. It was as clear as jade and his flesh was flawless.

The man was like an immortal that had descended into the mortal realm, ethereal and calm.

This was a true rebirth!

All of a sudden!

The man opened his eyes, and two rays of divine light emerged. They were bright and clear, even brighter than the multicolored light!

However, the divine lights dissipated before long.

His eyes regained their calmness.

Lowering his head, the man looked at his body that had already recovered and nodded in satisfaction. He withdrew a set of green robes from his storage bag and wore them.

The man was Su Zimo who had just formed his core.

Right now, Su Zimo was already in full control of the power of his Inner Core!

As long as he did not use the power of his Inner Core, Su Zimo's body would not undergo any obvious changes even if he channeled his bloodline.

Unknowingly, the pitch-black light barrier that the old immortal crane used to isolate this place had already been removed.

Rising, Su Zimo took a deep breath of air and enjoyed the fresh air of the mountain. His entire body was refreshed, as though every single pore had opened up.

The cave abode was already in ruins and could no longer be resided in.

Su Zimo's body swayed gently and floated across the ruins, heading outside silently.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Su Zimo's gaze shifted and he exclaimed softly, pausing instinctively.

Outside the ruins, a young girl was squatting on the ground. She had exquisite features and her arms were wrapped around her knees. However, her golden hair was messy and curly.

She had not rested for a long time and her eyes were filled with fatigue. Leaning against a cold green rock at the entrance of the ruins, she dozed off.

Su Zimo's heart skipped a beat and he understood immediately.

He had created such a huge commotion after forming his core and must have alarmed many people. Nien Qi was worried about him and that was why she stood guard at the entrance and refused to leave.

Nien Qi was filthy and her petite face was covered in dust. However, it could not conceal her mesmerizing beauty.

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