Primordial Era: The Holy Maiden Shiji, a woman of exceptional talent and beauty

"I see. How powerful was the Yellow Emperor?" Shi Ji suddenly asked.

"The specifics are unclear, but I estimate that he is no less powerful than Emperor Chiyou." Tang Shanhe pondered, "Moreover, this person is proficient in the way of Yin and Yang, and is the best among the two emperors. His cultivation may have already surpassed the Great Sage Realm."

"So powerful? No wonder he's the Great Emperor!" Shi Ji exclaimed in surprise.

The Great Emperor realm is divided into three minor realms: Saint, Saint King, and Great Saint. The Great Emperor is the king among Saints.

“That’s natural,” Tang Shanhe said. “Brother Huangdi’s cultivation is probably the strongest saint I have ever seen. Even top emperors may not be able to match him.”

"Where is he?" Shi Ji asked.

"He is currently hiding in the Sea of ​​the Underworld. In this sea, this great emperor has been fighting with the Underworld for many years, and both of them want the blood of the Underworld."

Tang Shanhe explained: "The blood of the Yellow Springs is its most precious treasure, and obtaining it means the advancement of one's bloodline."

"Why didn't the Yellow Emperor seize the blood of Xuanhuang?" Shiji asked. "Logically, his power should be greater?"

"I know a little about this matter. The Yellow Emperor's elder brother actually had a close relationship with the Human Emperor," Tang Shanhe said. "He had a very close relationship with the Human Emperor."

"What? You're on good terms with the Emperor?" Shi Ji asked, slightly surprised. "Are you sure?"

This emperor is even more ancient than Emperor Chiyou. The ancient human emperor, known as the Eternal Human Emperor, once founded the Qin Empire, which shook the heavens and myriad realms, leaving behind a fearsome reputation in the realm of gods.

However, this human emperor disappeared in ancient times, and few people in the Great Yan Heaven Continent knew of his whereabouts.

"To be honest, Brother Shi, I only learned about this by chance from their conversation," Tang Shanhe said. "The Lord of the Underworld sent me here precisely to find the tomb of this Human Emperor. His tomb must contain the blood of Xuanhuang."

“How about this, you take me with you to infiltrate.” Shi Ji looked at Tang Shanhe and said, “But this matter is extremely dangerous, and the slightest mistake could cost us our lives.”

"Don't worry, I've made all the arrangements," Tang Shanhe said with a smile.

“Alright!” Shi Ji nodded immediately: “Let’s finish this quickly.”

After saying this, Shi Ji turned around and stepped into the air, disappearing into the distance.

Two days later, Tang Shanhe, Shi Ji, Yao Yege, and Xie Fei arrived in an area in the northeastern part of Bo Ni Zhou.

"This is where the Yellow Emperor's tomb is located." Tang Shanhe pointed to a mountain range in the distance. This mountain range resembled a giant dragon lying dormant on the earth.

This is a forbidden place in the Bohai Continent, as it is said that the Yellow Emperor was buried here. Since the Yellow Emperor was a powerful emperor, his tomb naturally attracted many powerful figures to explore it.

However, no one gained anything; instead, they suffered heavy casualties, with dozens of saint-level figures falling.

When news of this reached Brunei, it immediately caused a great uproar, attracting more than one emperor to the capital. This time, a total of eight emperors came, making for a formidable lineup.

But these emperors were helpless and could only leave dejectedly. As they departed, each of them wore a bitter expression—this was defeat.

All eight were driven away in defeat. Unwilling to give up, they launched a second attack, but still could not conquer the area. To this day, the region remains sealed, showing no signs of weakening.

"The fortune of this region is too abundant."

"Sword intent?" Shi Ji paused for a moment upon hearing this, "What level has this junior's sword technique reached?"

"You can be considered to have truly entered the inner sanctum," Zhenwu Emperor laughed. "However, you are still one step away from perfection; you need to comprehend the true essence of sword intent."

As he spoke, Emperor Zhenwu looked at Shiji and said, "Your cultivation is still shallow. Although you are progressing quickly, you lack a crucial opportunity."

"One less opportunity?" Shi Ji frowned slightly.

“Indeed, this opportunity is a test of life and death!” Emperor Zhenwu looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back: “Only through a true test of life and death can one find that beating heart and then control it freely.”

"Life and death trials? Senior, do you mean trials between life and death?" Shi Ji asked in confusion.

“You know quite a lot, that’s right, it’s the tempering between life and death.” Zhenwu Emperor nodded and said, “I have observed you before, and your cultivation progress is quite slow, even sluggish.”

Although your primordial spirit has undergone seven rebirths, it is still not perfect. Based on my deductions, you must have suffered some kind of trial.

"Senior is indeed brilliant." Shi Ji was slightly encouraged upon hearing this.

He understood that it would probably take him three to five months to reach the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm. Ordinary cultivators would have given up long ago, and even those with the highest talent would find it difficult to withstand such pressure.

But the True Martial Emperor before him made him realize the truth.

He then told the other party about his situation and asked how to achieve the test of life and death.

Emperor Zhenwu patiently answered her questions. After a long while, Shiji suddenly asked, "Senior, I have heard that in ancient times, some powerful beings cultivated divine and demonic avatars. Is this true?"

"What you have heard is true; it certainly exists." Emperor Zhenwu said with his hands behind his back, "The Divine Demon Avatar is one of the most mysterious physiques in ancient times."

Legend has it that upon reaching the pinnacle of cultivation, each avatar could rival the original body in combat power tenfold. Unfortunately, this cultivation was lost to obscurity in ancient times, with only a very few achieving it. However, they left behind numerous legacies, especially several key ones.

"I see." Shi Ji was secretly amazed upon hearing this: "I wonder how many secret techniques were passed down from ancient times?"

“I don’t know the exact number either.” Zhenwu Emperor shook his head and said, “I don’t know about this matter either, because it is too ancient. I have only gleaned some information from certain ancient texts.”

Upon hearing this, Shi Ji nodded slightly. He seemed to have grasped something crucial: since there were unique skills in ancient times, it meant that new inheritances would still be born.

"Very well, boy. I will preach to you today as a task entrusted to you by your master." Just as Shi Ji was talking with Zhenwu Emperor, Zhenwu Emperor's voice rang out: "I should leave now." After saying that, Zhenwu Emperor's figure disappeared into thin air.

"Respectfully seeing off the Emperor." Shi Ji bowed respectfully.

Only after the figure of the True Martial Emperor completely disappeared did Shi Ji turn around and look at the figure lying on the ground. It was a man in black, with a pale face, covered in blood, and with several silver needles stuck in his body.

"You're awake." Shi Ji stood quietly in front of the man, who was none other than Huang Mao.

"Boss, where am I?" The blond-haired man opened his blurry eyes, struggled to sit up, and looked at Shi Ji: "Where have you brought me?"

"Have you forgotten?" Shi Ji said calmly, "You were being hunted down by experts from the Ghost Sect. I saved you, and then you fell into a coma. During this time, I have been keeping you alive with medication."

"A master from the Ghost Sect is chasing me?" the blond-haired man muttered. "Boss, thank you. You saved my life and helped me heal my injuries."

"No need for such polite words." Shi Ji looked at Huang Mao with her hands behind her back: "Speaking of which, we still have a grudge against each other."

"Boss, have you misunderstood something? I have no grudge against you, and I even saved your life." Upon hearing this, the blond-haired man gave a dry laugh: "I never expected to encounter those ghosts."

"You haven't thought of that yet? How dare you say you haven't thought of that? You've got quite a bit of blood on your hands," Shi Ji said calmly.

“I didn’t expect this either.” The blond man chuckled dryly. “I really don’t recognize them. Besides, you’re no longer my employer. I’m just a servant you bought.”

"Oh? You don't believe me?" Shi Ji stared at the blond-haired man.

"I trust the boss; he always keeps his word. It's just that I really don't know those people." The blond-haired man smiled bitterly. "This matter is definitely not my fault."

"Very well, whether you know them or not, I have avenged you. All those Ghost Sect disciples have been killed." A cold smile flashed across Shi Ji's lips. "Rest assured, I will take care of your parents' matter. I will make sure they rest in peace."

"Thank you so much, boss," Huang Mao said gratefully, tears streaming down his face. Shi Ji patted Huang Mao's shoulder lightly and said, "Alright, take good care of yourself. I'll take my leave now."

After saying this, Shi Ji turned and left.

Just as Shi Ji had taken a few steps, she suddenly stopped, turned around, and grabbed Huang Mao's arm.

The blond-haired man's expression changed drastically: "What do you want to do?"

"You scoundrel, still trying to play dumb? You're really tired of living." Shi Ji sneered and immediately slapped him away.

Huang Mao crashed into the mountainside and fell to the ground.

Blood was flowing from his mouth and nose, his face was deathly pale, and he raised his head to glare at Shi Ji: "What exactly do you want? Don't force me."

"Heh heh, force you? Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Shi Ji approached with a cold laugh: "I'm just worried that if you die, your sister will resent me."

"You!" Upon hearing this, the blond-haired man glared angrily at Shi Ji: "Don't you despise her? Why are you doing this?"

“I do not like her,” Shi Ji said, her hands behind her back, “but I do not want to see a kind and innocent child ruined.”

"Boss, I beg you." Upon hearing this, the blond-haired man knelt down and kowtowed, "Spare my sister."

“I can let her go,” Shi Ji said with a smile, looking at the blond-haired man.

"What did you say? I don't believe you." Upon hearing this, Huang Mao stared sharply at Shi Ji.

"Fine, believe it or not, I just want to tell you." Shi Ji looked at Huang Mao and sighed, "You are a smart man, you should know that what I said is true. Not only your sister, but the entire Yellow Springs organization except for her has been slaughtered by me."

"Who are you? Who are you?" Upon hearing this, the blond-haired man cried out to the heavens, "I don't believe you, boss!"

Just as Huang Mao looked up to the sky and cried out in anguish, Shi Ji burst into wild laughter.

As the violent sound reverberated through the void, Shi Ji unleashed a terrifying and overwhelming aura, and six phantom figures dressed in dragon robes appeared beside her.

These phantoms were burly and imposing, exuding a vast aura of royalty; they were the Six Paths of Reincarnation derived from the Great Sun Burning Heaven Technique.

Six powerful imperial auras swept across the eight wastelands, crushing the heavens, conquering the nine domains, and suppressing the eight wastelands. The heavens and earth trembled, and the sky cracked.

"Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist!"

At this moment, Shi Ji pointed out with one finger, which, like a giant pillar supporting the sky, pierced fiercely towards the yellow-haired man's brow.

The yellow-haired man's head shattered instantly, turning into a blood mist. Then, the blood mist exploded, and a verdant spiritual herb appeared in the void.

Shi Ji took this emerald green herb. The herb was crystal clear, beautiful and enchanting, with mysterious patterns shimmering on its surface. These patterns were extremely profound and vaguely outlined a picture.

"The Yin-Yang Life-and-Death Grass!"

Upon seeing this, Shi Ji's expression changed; this was indeed a Yin-Yang Life-and-Death Grass.

“Indeed, this is the Yin-Yang Life and Death Grass.” The yellow-haired man’s voice rang out again: “Boss, this is the only thing I have left. I’m willing to pay any price to save my life.”

As they were talking, the blond-haired man rushed toward Shi Ji, only to be kicked to the ground by Shi Ji, and a series of sounds of bones breaking rang out.

“Yellow Hair, although your cultivation is not strong, you are extremely fast and quite agile. These years of training have made you more resilient, which is why you were able to dodge my attacks several times,” Shi Ji explained.

"The boss is truly remarkable." Huang Mao exclaimed in admiration as he looked at Shi Ji.

“Yellow Hair, listen to this.” Shi Ji pondered for a moment after hearing this: “This world is not as simple as it seems on the surface. In fact, I have only recently come to know this.”

"What? There are things in the world that I don't know?" Huang Mao was taken aback when he heard this. He originally intended to escape Shi Ji's control and immediately return to Huang Quan to find his sister.

Unexpectedly, Shi Ji revealed that there was another secret.

“Take a closer look at my hands,” Shi Ji said with a smile, looking at the blond-haired man.

"Hmm?" The blond-haired man looked slightly puzzled.

Just as Huang Mao was wondering what was going on, Shi Ji swung her right hand and slapped Huang Mao across the face. Huang Mao was sent flying and crashed heavily into the wall.

"Boss, why did you hit me?" the blond-haired man said, covering his swollen cheek.

“You don’t understand. My movements contain Buddhist principles. This is out of reverence for the Bodhi tree.” Shi Ji said with her hands behind her back, “It was because the Bodhi tree taught me this technique that I was able to comprehend this skill.”

"The Bodhi tree taught you?" The blond-haired man was dumbfounded upon hearing this; it was something he had never imagined.

"Indeed, the Bodhi tree once told me that there are three paths to cultivation. The first is to gradually comprehend it, but this path is too dangerous. Once one gets caught up in it, it is very easy to go astray and become possessed by demons."

Shi Ji continued, "The other two are to enhance cultivation by borrowing external forces. One is to devour soul-type treasures to increase the power of essence and blood; the other is to devour various kinds of natural treasures to temper the physical body."

"My sister's soul withered after absorbing a pill, which is why you were brought here," Shi Ji explained.

"Boss, how is my sister now?" Huang Mao asked hurriedly. Over the years, he had inquired about her every now and then, but unfortunately, there was no news. Moreover, the soul jade tablets of his brothers, including the Golden Python, were all shattered.

"Your sister has already perished." Shi Ji looked at Huang Mao and said, "I saved your sister, but I couldn't save your brother and your sister. But you must not tell anyone about this, or you will suffer a great calamity."

"Thank you, boss, thank you, boss." Upon hearing this, the blond-haired man respectfully kowtowed, tears streaming down his face.

"Fine, since you remember your sister, I won't kill you. You may leave now, but if you dare to divulge even a single word, don't blame me for being ruthless." Shi Ji looked at the blond-haired man coldly: "Your sister will not have died in vain."

"Boss, please rest assured, I will never reveal it," Huang Mao said, taking a deep breath.

"Take your things with you and go." Shi Ji looked at Huang Mao calmly and said, "Take good care of your sister's belongings."

After speaking, Shi Ji's figure turned and disappeared into the air in an instant.

"Boss, take care!" Huang Mao stood up, his eyes slightly moist.

He gazed into the void and murmured to himself before disappearing into the night.

Only after Shi Ji left did he breathe a sigh of relief.

At this moment, a powerful surge of energy emanated from his body, and his primordial spirit spread out, covering an area of ​​hundreds of miles in radius. He immediately sensed numerous fluctuations in energy.

"Huh, what's this?" Suddenly, a look of surprise appeared on Shi Ji's face.

Just then, a woman in green appeared in the distance. She wore a long purple dress, had a tall and slender figure, and skin as white as snow.

"Mr. Lin," the woman said with a smile, "we meet again."

"Tang Qian!" Shi Ji smiled as she looked at the woman in blue in the void.

"I knew Mr. Lin would come here seeking the Yin-Yang Life and Death Grass, but his aura has become increasingly ethereal, and his cultivation has become even more profound," Tang Qian said with a smile, looking at Shi Ji. (End of Chapter)