"Die!"
His voice was like the cold wind from hell, blowing past. The killing intent was so strong that it could not be dispersed, like a blade.
Immediately, a black and red fine blade light broke through the air, as if the sky was cut open like a thin piece of paper.
Wherever the blade light passed, it brought a stream of blood into the sky, reflecting a tri-colored light under the sunlight of the Sky Cloud Secret Realm. Then, a figure fell backwards.
"Weak!"
The figure swept past like a crow from hell, disappearing into the distance, leaving only a disdainful voice.
The figure that fell to the ground widened his eyes, there was still a trace of fear in his dark eyes.
This person was a disciple of the Ancient Mountain Sect. He was powerful, but he could not even take a single blow from his opponent. No, it was not that he could not take it, but that he could not react in time. The gap between them was too big.
"The fourth one …" The figure that brought death like a crow from hell let out a low moan, as if he was mocking something.
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"Ant!" His eyes were high and mighty, as if he was a god overlooking the common people. The disdain and contempt in the depths of his eyes, and the incomparable pressure made it difficult for the person opposite him to breathe. He only felt that his legs were about to go soft.
"It's … all yours …" The disciple of the Precious Elephant Sect resisted the terrifying pressure, his eyes seemed to be unable to look straight at the tall figure in the golden dragon robe in front of him. He said with difficulty and slowly retreated.
The young man from the Royal Family had his hands behind his back, he did not have the slightest intention to take action, because the opponent was too weak. The obvious gap between their combat strength made him not interested in taking action, unless the opponent was courting death and provoked him.
But it was obvious that the opponent was very sensible and retreated.
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"Hahahaha, third level pseudo spiritual tool Mountain Shaking Gloves, just right for me to use." The tall and incomparably strong Mountain Shaking Elephant held the pair of black and gold gloves that he had just obtained, and let out a loud laugh. The laughter was like a rumbling thunder, the momentum was extremely shocking, directly spreading out layers of sound waves in the air.
The Precious Elephant Sect focused on body cultivation, and also had a high level body cultivation technique. The Mountain Shaking Elephant Luo Zhongba's body was extremely tyrannical, every breath contained great power.
Originally, he was only using a second level pseudo spiritual tool, but now that he had the opportunity to obtain a third level pseudo spiritual tool, his combat strength had increased a lot. His cultivation had already reached the peak of the ninth level of the True Martial Realm. On one hand, he was looking for the illusory tenth level of the True Martial Realm, on the other hand, he was improving his strength in all aspects.
The tenth level of the True Martial Realm was close to a legend, since ancient times, there were very few people who could reach it, and there was a large element of coincidence............
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Pseudo spiritual tool....
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The situation in the Ancient Mountain Sect was similar, like the Heavenly Water Sect. Even the Heavenly Water Young Master Mu Qianhua did not receive a third level pseudo spiritual tool from the sect.
The difference in value between a second level pseudo spiritual tool and a third level pseudo spiritual tool was too big.
Everyone who entered the Heavenly Cloud Secret Realm had their own gains. Of course, there were a small number of people who were killed because they encountered some irresistible danger or terrifying people like the Underworld Raven.
The huge waterfall was like ten thousand horses galloping endlessly. The roar shook the wilderness, and this mighty sound could be heard from dozens of miles away.
During this period of time, two figures had arrived here successively, but they didn't stay here for long because they didn't notice anything special, nor did they suddenly think of making a move like Chen Zong. Moreover, they didn't know that a shocking fortuitous encounter was hidden behind the enormous waterfall.
In the karst cave, Chen Zong was constantly refining the Millennium Stalactite Milk. He integrated the power into his limbs and bones, and also integrated it into his tyrannical and pure True Force.
Wisps of white aura surrounded his body, like clouds and mist. It also emitted a faint fragrance that refreshed the mind.
A burst of aura surged and became stronger in an instant.
Middle-stage of Lv 7 Genuine Martial Realm!
With the improvement of his cultivation, Chen Zong's Traversing Skill began to change, from the 29th level to the 30th level.
During the time when he was in the Traversing Sword Sect, Chen Zong, in addition to cultivation, had comprehended the Cultivation Method. Including the time when he was in the Eastern Land, he had comprehended all 36 levels of the Traversing Skill. The only thing left was to improve his cultivation.
As for the Traversing Sword Technique, naturally, he had comprehended all 36 forms. As long as his cultivation and the level of his Cultivation Method increased, his sword technique could also be improved in a short time.
Because of this, cultivation had become the only shortcoming that limited Chen Zong's strength. Now, he was making up for this shortcoming.
In addition to the improvement of his cultivation, Chen Zong could also feel that his body was getting stronger and stronger.
His bones, muscles, and viscera were more compact, and his strength had increased significantly.
However, until now, he had only consumed a small part of the Millennium Stalactite Milk.
Although Chen Zong did not intend to use up all the Millennium Stalactite Milk and wanted to keep a little as a foundation, he could continue to refine most of it.
He opened his mouth and inhaled. Another stream of Millennium Stalactite Milk shot into his mouth like an arrow. He swallowed it quickly and spread it to his stomach. As Chen Zong's Traversing True Force and the vibrating Pure Yang Qi and blood spread throughout his body.
The cloud-like white aura that gushed out from his body became thicker and thicker, and so did the aroma. Gradually, Chen Zong's body was enveloped by the white cloud and aroma. He became blurry, and in the haze, he looked like an immortal descending to earth.
Time flew. Chen Zong's body shook slightly and made a thunderous sound. He had made another breakthrough in his cultivation.
Late-stage of Lv 7 Genuine Martial Realm!
Then, the Traversing Skill's Traversing Skill changed from the 30th level to the 31st level.
The golden color in the Pure Yang Qi and blood became thicker, which meant that the power contained in it was getting stronger and stronger. It also meant that Chen Zong's Body Refining Cultivation had improved.
His Qi and blood surged like the water of a great river. It was mighty and endless, and the sound it made was like rolling thunder.
Absorb!
Refine!
Absorb!
Over and over again, the thousand-year stalactite in the small pond slowly decreased.
His aura rose again.
The peak of Lv 7 True Martial Realm!
The 32nd level of the Traversing Skill!
Then, his internal organs squirmed and made a thunderous sound. It was like rolling thunder, and a numbing feeling spread out.
His bones and muscles trembled, and his Pure Yang Qi and blood surged like a tide.
When everything calmed down, Chen Zong stopped his cultivation, because there was only a thin layer of Millennium Stalactite Milk left at the bottom of the pond.
One was like the people who left a message more than a hundred years ago, leaving a little as a foundation so that the fated ones could reap some benefits. After all, the probability of entering this place by chance was very small, and it was not easy.
The other point was that even if Chen Zong were to absorb and refine it, it wouldn't be able to increase his cultivation base by much, and it wouldn't increase his strength either.
With a flick of his finger like a sword, True Power gushed out. Chen Zong's finger cut through a stalactite and directly inserted it on the other side of the small pond, making a new stone tablet.
Then, Chen Zong used his finger like a sword, and also like a master's brush and ink, to draw and write.
"Heaven bestows treasures, Earth breeds spirits, and those who are fated to obtain it must be treated with caution. Do not exhaust the pond. If you exhaust yourself too much, you are afraid of harming yourself."
At the end, it was signed with the current year and the two words Chen Zong, which represented Chen Zong's current point of view.
With cultivation and experience, the more one saw and the higher one's realm, the more one would grow, and one would gradually have all kinds of insights.
These insights might not be able to increase one's cultivation and strength, but it would allow one to have a clearer understanding of oneself and the world. It was related to one's realm, and also related to one's own path.
For example, when dealing with people, one should not go to extremes unless there were great grievances.
For example, when fighting, one should not exhaust one's strength unless it was absolutely necessary.
Only when one's momentum and strength were inexhaustible can one advance and retreat freely and skillfully.
People would have different perceptions at different stages. Now, this represented Chen Zong's current point of view. He also felt that this point of view was correct, so he left it for future generations to refer to.
After finishing, Chen Zong carefully checked the changes in his body.
His cultivation had reached the peak of Lv 7 True Martial Realm, and the Art of Traversing had also reached the 32nd level. This kind of improvement was undoubtedly very significant. In normal times, it would be difficult to achieve without more than half a year of hard work.
Such an obvious improvement in his cultivation also represented an obvious improvement in his strength.
In addition, the improvement in his body refining cultivation was also obvious. Chen Zong clenched his hands and felt the terrible power in his arms, as if it could crush everything and destroy mountains.
"90,000 jin!" Chen Zong said to himself.
There were three levels to the cultivation of the Mysterious Jade Golden Bone Skill. When the third level was completed, one would have a strength of 100,000 jin. Now that it had reached 90,000 jin, he was even closer to the third level.
"Cultivation at the peak of Lv 7 True Martial Realm, True Force at the 32nd level of the Art of Traversing, and physical strength of 90,000 jin. When I completely master the 32nd move of the Art of Traversing, I wonder what level my combat strength will reach?"
"Late three-star or peak three-star?"
"Or even higher?"
The three-star level represented the strength of the geniuses in the frontline camp. If he could reach the peak of the three-star level, it meant that Chen Zong was among the top geniuses in the frontline camp of Tianjiang Prefecture.
Chen Zong did not immerse himself in speculations. He pulled out his long sword and began to practice the Art of Traversing in the karst cave.
His cultivation suddenly rose from the early stage of Lv 7 True Martial Realm to the peak, and the Art of Traversing also rose from the 29th level to the 32nd level. Such an obvious improvement meant that Chen Zong's swordsmanship also rose from the 29th to the 32nd level, which required a progressive process.
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