Looking at Lu Xiaotian's monstrous aura, Lin Jie couldn't help but shudder. He didn't dare to talk about the Demon Corpse Island anymore. The Demon Sea of the Long Sang Demonic Sea was so big that he could settle down anywhere. He didn't want to offend Lu Xiaotian for a small island with a radius of only a few hundred miles.
"Your Excellency is amazing. I admire you. Goodbye!" Realizing that he was no match for Lu Xiaotian, Lin Jie cupped his hands and turned into a black light to leave.
"Goodbye!" Even Lin Jie was scared away. The other demons didn't have the slightest intention to stay. They all cupped their hands and left.
In the blink of an eye, only Lu Xiaotian, Ye Ziyu, and some low-level demons on the island were left on the island. In the Immortal Cultivation World, the strong were respected. This was vividly displayed.
Ye Ziyu walked out of the dense forest on the island with a smile. Although she was a Body Integration Sword Cultivator, it was more appropriate to deal with it according to Lu Xiaotian's method. After all, the sudden appearance of a Human Clan Sword Cultivator in the Demon Sea of the Long Sang Demonic Sea would more or less attract the attention of the Body Integration Old Monsters. This was not good for Lu Xiaotian, who wanted to break through the realm.
After scaring away the demons on the island, Lu Xiaotian also let out a long breath. Looking at the vast sky in front of him, the depression that had accumulated in the Demonic Mound for more than 60 years dissipated a lot at this time. Orthodox Human Clan Cultivators were still suitable to live in places with abundant Spirit Qi and pleasant scenery. Lu Xiaotian had no choice but to go to various dangerous places all year round in order to gain experience. If he had a choice, he would naturally like to stay in a place like this.
Lu Xiaotian sat cross-legged at the foot of the mountain in the north of the island. He closed his eyes slightly and didn't immediately use the Primary Magnet Body Filling Technique. Instead, he integrated his Divine Sense into the nearby grass and trees to feel the peace between heaven and earth. Although the Tomb Fiend in the Demonic Mound had little effect on Lu Xiaotian's physical body, the Fiend Qi would more or less make his state of mind more hostile than usual. After spending some time, Lu Xiaotian's state of mind had completely calmed down.
Lu Xiaotian's eyes were slightly closed, and there was no expression on his face. Even the sea breeze that blew in from outside began to stagnate when it reached Lu Xiaotian's side.
It seemed that the entire island had become much quieter than before. Upon seeing this, Ye Ziyu's complexion immediately became a lot more dignified. Her figure flashed, and she distanced herself from Lu Xiaotian. Lu Xiaotian maintained this state for a few more days. During this time, other yao and demons would occasionally wander near the island, but with Ye Ziyu around, they basically never returned.
While Ye Ziyu was patrolling the entire island and the surrounding sea for Lu Xiaotian, she suddenly exclaimed in surprise. She discovered that there seemed to be some strange movements on this island that was only a few hundred miles in radius.
All the trees and flowers on the island began to move in a very rhythmic manner. Lu Xiaotian, who was slightly behind the island, was the core of this rhythmic movement.
"It's about to begin." Ye Ziyu's heart trembled. At the same time, she felt happy for Lu Xiaotian from the bottom of her heart.
Just as Ye Ziyu had expected, Lu Xiaotian had already begun the prelude to breaking through to the Body Integration Realm. The trees and flowers on this island were no longer affected by the sea breeze. Instead, they rose and fell together with Lu Xiaotian's seemingly peaceful breathing. With Lu Xiaotian as the center, they formed waves that slowly rippled.
This strange phenomenon was caused by Lu Xiaotian's use of the Primordial Magnet Breathing Technique to drive away all the things that he thought would affect him. Through this special breathing technique of the Primordial Magnet Infusion Technique, a unique magnetic field was formed around him. This was in preparation for later condensing the Primordial Magnet Force and guiding it into his body.
As the breaths overlapped, a strange magnetic field was formed around the bird.
Lu Xiaotian stretched out his hand and a small bottle appeared in his hand. Lu Xiaotian flicked the bottle with his right index finger, and a purple-gold droplet rolled out from inside. The droplet contained an astonishing Primordial Magnet Force. As soon as it appeared, it emitted a large number of purple threads that filled the surroundings in the blink of an eye. The surrounding fifty kilometers were filled with this kind of purple Primordial Magnet Force. The Primordial Magnet Force was extremely abundant.
Ye Ziyu was extremely surprised as she watched from the edge of the island. The Primordial Magnet Force radiating from the purple droplet was extremely shocking and spread very quickly. Even for a Body Integration Realm sword cultivator like her, it was not easy to control the Primordial Magnet Force within a fifty kilometer radius. However, the Primordial Magnet Force stopped after spreading to a radius of fifty kilometers. It seemed extremely docile within this fifty kilometer radius. As Lu Xiaotian's breathing pulsed, it formed purple waves. Even if it flew further away, Ye Ziyu could no longer sense much of the Primordial Magnet Force's fluctuations.
"Brother Lu's control of the Primordial Magnet Force has reached such an astonishing level." Ye Ziyu occasionally looked back in surprise at Lu Xiaotian, who was still sitting cross-legged in the same place. Then she continued to guard Lu Xiaotian.
"Primordial Magnet Breathing Technique." Lu Xiaotian seemed to be simply breathing, but in fact, it was quite methodical. During the Primordial Magnet Infusion, this breathing technique was the foundation of the secret technique. The purple Primordial Magnet Force was swallowed up by the constricted magnetic field.
Inside. As he continued to breathe, the Primordial Magnet Force revolved around Lu Xiaotian and became more and more condensed.
In the end, it formed a purple light wheel that kept spinning behind Lu Xiaotian. Then Lu Xiaotian began to pour out the second drop of Primordial Magnet Golden Liquid from Lu Xiaotian. This process repeated over and over. The Primordial Magnet Golden Liquid turned into purple waves of light that kept fluctuating behind Lu Xiaotian. These purple waves of light were distinct in size and gathered together like a huge purple vortex. And Lu Xiaotian was in the middle of the vortex.
At this time, with Lu Xiaotian as the core, a solid purple color had formed within a radius of fifty kilometers. Even with Ye Ziyu's eyesight, she could only vaguely see a faint figure in this purple space.
At this time, with Lu Xiaotian's strength, he could only control this much Primordial Magnet Force, but there was still more than half of the Primordial Magnet Golden Liquid in the small bottle. He had to use the complete portion to have a chance of breaking through. In this situation, Lu Xiaotian did not panic in the slightest. He stretched out his finger and flicked the small bottle again. Together, eight drops of liquid rolled out of the small bottle. The eight liquid droplets formed from the Golden Magnetic Liquid rolled in the air. Lu Xiaotian opened his mouth and spat out a ball of astral blood force, splitting it into eight and fusing with the eight purple-gold liquid droplets. The eight liquid droplets rolled in the air, and under the influence of the astral blood force, they began to distort and transform into various shapes, such as a demonic wolf, a demonic tiger, an eagle, a horse, and an ape.
Finally, under the catalysis of Righteous Blood Force, the Primordial Magnet Golden Liquid settled under the heads of the eight Demon Beasts: Eagle, Tiger, Lion, Ape, Horse, Deer, Python, and Fish.
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