A giant black whirlpool appeared out of nowhere and sucked in a large number of living dead. These living dead were full of blood qi and could indeed provide a lot of energy. Next, Du Feng didn't even need to use any other combat techniques. Just the black whirlpool was enough to take care of everything.
"Ga Ga Ga …"
The pterosaur pounced down and used its claws to attack continuously, taking the opportunity to swallow some of the living dead.
"Master, leave some for me."
The ghost servant could finally participate in the battle, but it was a pity that there wasn't much left for him. After more than a month of continuous training, Du Feng was getting more and more ferocious. Although he only advanced to the first rank of Cultivation in this month, this rank of Cultivation was especially solid. Tempering one's remaining cultivation through battle was completely different from eating medicinal pills and meditating to advance one's cultivation.
Therefore, he decided to use the Northern Dark Blood Moon at the last moment to directly absorb the blood qi to break through to the Origin Realm. Because his foundation was already very good, there weren't any bottlenecks when breaking through.
The last thousand living dead were all sucked in by the black whirlpool and turned into scorching energy. The energy flowed from Du Feng's arm to his shoulder and then to the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head, beginning the process of Minor Houtian Circulation.
"Boom boom boom!"
This energy was too ferocious. If it wasn't for Du Feng's good foundation, his body would have exploded. Even so, the pressure he was under wasn't small. His meridians were expanded over and over again. Waves of heat were drilling through his limbs and bones.
In the process of tossing and turning, his meridians were overstretched and cracked. Fortunately, Du Feng's self-healing ability was strong enough. The cracks that appeared could quickly heal themselves. But after the self-healing, they would soon crack again. The pressure on his dantian was even greater than his meridians. It was as if his dantian had self-destructed several times.
"Break, break, break!"
Du Feng shouted the word 'break' three times. With the help of the explosive energy, he broke through the Cultivation barrier and advanced to the Origin Realm. But this wasn't the end. He had absorbed too much energy. Cultivation didn't progress from the initial stage of the first level of the Origin Realm. Very quickly, he passed the middle stage and advanced stage and arrived at the second level.
Second level of the Origin Realm, initial stage, middle stage, advanced stage, then broke through to the third level, all the way until the advanced stage of the third level before stopping.
"The rest is yours!"
After absorbing so much energy, even if he advanced to the third level of the Origin Realm, he wouldn't be able to use it all. However, Du Feng knew that he couldn't increase his Cultivation level for the time being. Increasing it too much at once would cause an unstable foundation. He passed the remaining energy to his beasts.
"If my heart is as clear as ice, I will not be shaken even if the sky collapses."
Du Feng sat cross-legged, motionless. At this time, there were no longer any living beings in the third level of the Devil Cave, so he wouldn't be attacked. He just sat there quietly and entered a meditative state. He meditated for seven days, and when he woke up again, he was in a daze. His realm had already stabilized, and the hostility in his heart had also been completely eliminated.
Activating demonic arts still had certain side effects, the biggest of which was the impact on the martial artist's state of mind. If he wasn't able to stabilize his state of mind, he might go berserk. Destroying his Cultivation was a small matter, but if he really turned into a devil, he would lose his mind and go around killing people. By then, he would definitely be hunted down by all the human martial artists and even the demonic cultivators.
During this period of time, he couldn't use the Northern Dark Blood Moon anymore. Although the hostility had been eliminated, his body and mind needed time to recover. This time, he was indeed a little too aggressive, and the effects were obvious.
Du Feng stood up and started to collect the sharp blades on the ground. But he noticed a problem. After collecting all the sharp blades, there was actually one missing. There should have been 90,000 blades, but there were only 89,999 of them. He returned to the side of the metal tree and looked at it carefully. The metal tree was indeed filled with silver flowers, and it looked very beautiful. But after a careful count, there was one less silver flower.
"When the metal tree is filled with silver flowers, all living beings will be saved."
This saying had been passed down for so long, there must be a reason for it. But why didn't a miracle happen even though the silver flowers were already in full bloom? Could it be because that silver flower was missing? Logically speaking, every time a living dead was killed, a silver flower would be produced on the tree. Now that one silver flower was missing, it meant that there were still fish that escaped the net.
Could it be that one of the living dead escaped? Du Feng summoned a bunch of specters and asked them to search everywhere. At the same time, he also spread out his divine sense to check if he had missed anything. Although the specters didn't have much combat power, they were fast and didn't consume much energy to summon. After a large number of them were scattered, they quickly searched the third level of the demon's den.
There was actually nothing. Through the search of the specters and his own divine sense, he couldn't find the last living dead, so naturally, he didn't find the last sharp blade.
"Hahaha, you want to enjoy the Holy Light Redemption of the Metal Tree Silver Flower?"
Meng Po wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and looked at the silver flower in her hand. In order to cause trouble for Du Feng, she went all out and didn't hesitate to bite her tongue to activate a forbidden technique. Fortunately, the Demon's Den was related to the Netherworld and the Netherworld. It was one thing to use cultivation techniques to cause trouble in another world, but taking the real thing would harm one's own Cultivation. Just this small silver flower made the old ghost woman vomit a few mouthfuls of blood.
Different worlds had different rules. If one could cause trouble in another world, the world would have been in chaos a long time ago. It was precisely because of the rules of the world that Meng Po could only cause trouble for Du Feng all this time, but she couldn't really hurt him. This time, the old ghost woman made the biggest sacrifice, but it was only to make Du Feng lose one benefit.
Forget it, one silver flower is still not perfect. Du Feng had a flash of inspiration, and he suddenly thought of an idea. He took out a sharp blade, melted it with his alchemic fire, and molded it into the shape of a silver flower. After it cooled down, he gently placed it on the spot where the silver flower was missing.
Actually, Du Feng's idea was very simple. Anyway, he had so many sharp blades, so one more wouldn't make a difference. The Metal Tree Silver Flower was so beautiful, and it would be imperfect if one was missing. He was a person who liked to pursue perfection. Hence, he handmade a silver flower and patched it on the metal tree.
What's going on! Who knew that as soon as this silver flower was patched, and before he could jump down from the tree branch, there would suddenly be a change.
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