Huangxiu

Chapter 1047 Sixth Rank
A wondrous scene vaguely appeared before his eyes.

Above the void, towering peaks stand in rows.

Clouds and mist swirl around the mountain peaks.

Above the mountains, several phoenixes and luan birds danced gracefully amidst a flock of birds, emitting melodious sounds.

Cranes swooped down and flew overhead, occasionally letting out a clear cry.

Suddenly, a great sun rose.

A ray of golden light pierced through the clouds, illuminating the world and turning everything golden.

With a strange "hum", the void shattered, and fragments of images scattered in all directions.

A sudden burst of golden light shone from between his brows, and then all the petals closed up, condensing into a single point of golden light that slowly sank into the depths of his brow.

The light between the eyebrows disappeared, and everything returned to normal.

He slowly opened his eyes, a golden glint flashing a few times before slowly receding into the depths of his pupils.

He smiled, marveling at the wonders of creation that such a marvel existed.

The Golden Ghost Flower is not the Ghost Bone Flower; it does not originate from the body but from the void.

It is a condensation of true yang from the void.

This yang essence condensed within the soul, causing a transformation within it.

He discovered that the connection between himself and his several clones was closer and more seamless.

The clone's soul changes accordingly.

A subtle mystery naturally spread through their minds, indescribable and mysterious beyond measure.

He looked down at his left palm.

At the Laogong acupoint on the left palm, a white callus enveloped the hand of the supreme celestial demon.

I had always felt it was dangerous.

But now, looking at the wrapped hand again, it suddenly lost its sense of danger.

Could it be that the true yang energy absorbed by the soul is no longer afraid of being possessed?
If that's the case, then we can try to open the package and face the supreme demon's attempt to possess us.

……

Chu Liezhao was in the Sutra Repository of Da Guangming Peak when he suddenly put down the scroll.

A bright yellow robe slowly billowed up like a ball, and her feet gradually lifted off the ground.

The four old men in the center of the hall suddenly opened their eyes and appeared beside Chu Liezhao in a flash.

They swiftly waved their palms, forming a wall of air that separated Chu Liezhao from the bookshelf.

"Is this another breakthrough?"

They looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Chu Liezhao's aura grew increasingly powerful and vast, and their palm strikes were unable to withstand it.

The four old men gritted their teeth, their eyes flashing with cold light, their robes billowing as they unleashed their true skills.

The four palm strikes converged, forming a thicker, stronger, and purer wall of energy.

However, in front of the immense power surging from Chu Liezhao's body, they continued to expand outwards.

An old man, his face flushed, gritted his teeth and squeezed out, "Find someone to help!"

The other old man withdrew his left palm, reached into his robe, and crushed a jade pendant.

He then quickly extended his left palm, pouring all his palm power into the air wall to resist the immense pressure.

A moment later, a muffled sound came from outside, and the gate opened, allowing six old men to float into the hall.

"Help me block the Ninth Prince's power!"

"This is……?"

"Is His Highness Ninth Prince breaking through to a higher level?"

"What realm has Your Highness reached? You broke through so quickly?"

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up!"

"Yes, yes, please help me."

With the help of these six elders, the air barrier stabilized and stopped expanding.

At this point, several rows of bookshelves had already been moved more than a meter away.

"Brother Lu, how many ranks has His Highness the Ninth Prince risen through?"

"Judging by this posture, he's probably at the seventh level of cultivation, right?"

"It should be at the eighth level. I've seen seventh level before, but it wasn't this strong."

"Wow, eight rank, that's incredible!"

"His Highness the Ninth Prince is a prodigy."

"Even the most gifted person shouldn't be this fast, right?"

“We in Yujing have never heard of her, but the Phoenix has a twelfth princess who is also a genius.”

"People who aren't family don't enter the same door."

They were filled with envy and admiration, but also couldn't help feeling jealous.

This is a realm that cannot be attained even after thousands of years of arduous cultivation, yet Chu Liezhao reached it so easily.

One can only lament the injustice of fate; everyone has their own destiny, and it cannot be forced.

……

Leng Tieya suddenly sensed something was wrong. His aura expanded rapidly, and a powerful force arose out of nowhere, surging wildly within his body.

He vanished from the mountaintop in a flash and reappeared in a dense forest.

He then opened a portal of light, stepped into it, and appeared in the Great Demon Palace the next moment.

In his small courtyard within the Great Demon Palace, he removed his mask. He slowly began practicing the Nine Heavenly Demon Releases. A vast power from the void seeped into him, entering his body along with the Nine Heavenly Demon Releases, and a qualitative change began to occur.

The demonic energy gradually changed, becoming more and more refined, while the spiritual power also surged.

It's like a reservoir that's constantly expanding.

At a certain moment, he heard a crisp "pop" sound in his mind.

When the void is still, the world slows down.

The next moment, an even richer and more intense external world rushed in and overwhelmed him.

He smiled.

Finally, he advanced to the next rank, and his life took another leap forward.

He's already at the sixth rank!
The next moment, he put on the mask, drew another portal of light, and appeared in the dense forest where he had been before.

Then it flew out of the dense forest again and appeared on the mountaintop.

The moonlight was like water, and a fierce battle raged in the valley.

As Leng Tieya experienced the changes in his body, a smile gradually appeared on his lips.

The feeling of this leap forward is so wonderful, it seems to come from an instinct and desire deep in one's bones.

"Mr. Sun!"

Hu Yunni's delicate shout rang out.

Leng Tieya drew his Flying Scale Sword and looked at the two old men who were rushing away into the distance.

One rushed east, and the other rushed west.

Hu Yunni was chasing after the old man to the east.

Leng Tieya's figure flashed, and in two breaths he appeared behind the old man on the west side.

The Flying Scale Sword swiftly sliced ​​across his neck.

"Ding……"

A golden light rose from the old man's neck, deflecting the Flying Scale Sword.

Leng Tieya dodged the old man's golden palm print with a swift movement, and the Flying Scale Sword once again slashed across his neck.

"Ding……"

The golden ring flashed across the old man's neck, blocking the Flying Scale Sword.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

Golden rings kept appearing and disappearing, flashing and disappearing again.

The flying scale swords continued uninterrupted, and the golden rings were almost completely revealed.

Throughout this process, the old man kept running, with Leng Tieya following closely behind.

He sensed the power of the golden ring through the Flying Scale Sword.

He and the Flying Scale Sword were perfectly integrated, as if they were one, and he could sense the subtle changes in the power of the Golden Ring through the Flying Scale Sword.

The golden ring appears to be illusory at first glance, but it is actually solid, tough, stable, and unshakeable.

Its size and position can be changed at will by the power of demonic energy.

The flying scale sword could block any part of his neck it slashed.

Some were off-center from the neck, some were up to the eyes, and some were down to the heart, all of which were blocked by the gold rings.

It can be large or small, and can be moved up, down, left, or right; it is truly a rare treasure.

Although the Flying Scale Sword was sharp, it could not break through this treasure.

Leng Tieya suddenly threw a punch, the fist's shadow solid and firm.

At the same time, the sword was drawn, and a streak of light flashed across the old man's neck.

At the same time, he kicked out with his foot, leaving a footprint as he kicked straight at his left thigh.

"Ding……"

The Flying Scale Sword was blocked by the Golden Ring once again.

At the same time, the fist shadow was blocked by the golden rainbow, and only the kick hit the old man.

"boom!"

With a muffled thud, the old man froze.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Blood seeped from the corner of the old man's mouth.

Leng Tieya's cultivation has now advanced further, surpassing that of the old man, and his fists and feet have also injured him.

At this moment, Hu Yunni's bright eyes suddenly flashed with a cold light, and she activated her secret technique once again.

Caught off guard, her opponent was beheaded with a single sword strike.

On Cold Iron Cliff's side, the golden ring dimmed by three points, indicating a significant energy expenditure.

He suddenly wiped the blade, his expression solemn, and once again slashed the old man's neck with the sword.

The golden rainbow was about to light up when it suddenly dimmed, and then the head rolled off, blood gushing out like a pillar.

Leng Tieya shook his head inwardly, quite dissatisfied.

This old man is very troublesome. If we weren't here, we could have sent the Heavenly Illusion Pavilion directly and taken him down in a few moves.

But Hu Yunni was in the distance, so we had no choice but to go through with it, even after all that effort.

This is still considered an advancement in cultivation.

In the past, it would have been more troublesome.

(End of this chapter)