From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 357 Little Black Arrives
The wind howled like muffled thunder. The creatures on Dragon Island could hardly believe that someone dared to invade and confront Ao Guang, the Dragon God of the Tongtian Realm. Even the Taiyi Forbidden Land would not casually set foot on the territory of the Little Dragon Palace!
At that moment, the sudden scene was magnificent and unparalleled in the world.

A golden secret path pierced through the Taixu, with the aura of feng shui rising, divine mountains undulating, and auspicious rays of light intertwining, giving rise to various amazing phenomena.

A figure with soaring blood and qi stepped out, and then, like a blazing sun descending to earth, crashed into the mountain peak, stepping on the temple of Ao Guanglong God.

"Heavens! Is that the blood energy that a human can cultivate? Has a celestial demon god descended from the Dou clan?" A dragon-type demon trembled as it exclaimed.

The demons couldn't help but tremble. With their level of cultivation, they could only vaguely see some of the terrifying scenes. The pale, blazing blood energy surged straight up to the heavens, as if burning the sky. All of that... was caused by the blood energy of a single person.
Just how powerful must a human's blood energy be to cause such a sight? Only ancient myths contain similar descriptions, and such a person no longer exists among the human race of today!
"It is extremely rare for someone to have such a full body and blood energy at the Cauldron Realm. There are very few people throughout history who can achieve this."

Ao Guanglong spoke, slowly turning his head to look at the heroic figure standing on the ruins of the temple. His expression was complicated as he said, "In terms of physical strength alone, the Shangyang Secret Technique is no less than the Sage's Method of the Dou Department."

Thinking back to the last Mountain and Sea Banquet 100,000 years ago, those who were proficient in a few immortal inheritances could compete for the top spot. Who could talk about the methods of sages and saints?

Even now, the common understanding in the Qi cultivation world is that only Tao Hongchen is qualified to study the supernatural powers of the immortals.

You should know that only a tiny group of exceptional geniuses at the very top of the list of immortals in the mortal world have the opportunity to master a minor form of the Immortal Ascension Technique ahead of time... In a daze, Ao Guanglong felt that he was getting old and had become seriously out of touch with the great era of the past twenty years.

"Old demon dragon, are these your last words?" Chen Xuan raised his foot and crushed the collapsed dragon-shaped statue. His pupils were deep, his figure was tall and straight, and his hair was flying. At this moment, he was full of heroic spirit, as if he was ruling the world.

The Qi of the Dipper spread across the sky and earth, and the Five Visceral Immortal Body of the Warriors and Warriors was displayed to its fullest extent at this moment. With each breath, the entire world resonated and trembled in response.

"I have also mastered a divine power that rivals the techniques of immortals." Ao Guang thought for a moment before speaking, seemingly more concerned about being looked down upon by a young Qi cultivator.

Chen Xuan frowned and said, "Oh? You only know one kind? You have been in charge of the lightning tribulation in Yunmeng Prefecture for thousands of years and have stolen a huge amount of creation from heaven and earth, but you can only reach this level. Are dragons, as creatures, not good at cultivating Qi by nature?"

Everyone knows that, apart from the direct descendants of ancient Daoist lineages like Yu Zhe Xian and Su Fuyao, other Qi cultivators are basically ruthlessly exploited by the Little Dragon Palace when they undergo tribulation.

"hold head high!"

Upon hearing this, Ao Guang was enraged. His body erupted with lightning, and a hazy purple aura spread, causing the entire isolated island that rose from the ground to resonate.

Amidst the howling wind, Chen Xuan's black hair danced in the wind, his demeanor arrogant. He said, "You don't actually think you can drag me down with you, do you? I'm not going to attack immediately. I'm willing to talk to you more, just to learn about the Great Swamp. Tell me, what news do you have about any rare treasures that have been discovered?"

Ao Guang was the local tyrant of this region. Following Yaochi's decree to control the mortal world, his jurisdiction was not much smaller than Zhang Dongxuan's, certainly covering twenty or thirty thousand miles. And this territory was not too far from the location of Shangyang Immortal Mansion.

Chen Xuan hadn't forgotten this. He had been able to cultivate the Ninth Dou Bu Qi, which had been resisted all along, but afterwards, he still needed to cultivate the "Ultimate Dao True Scripture" and integrate it into the Heavenly Fate Immortal Scripture of his immortal body, which was equally difficult.

"If I had known about the treasure, why would I have searched everywhere and ended up at the place where you were cultivating?" Ao Guang's eyes showed resentment. If they hadn't been stirring up trouble for several days without achieving anything, they wouldn't have carelessly provoked a cultivator whose background they didn't know, and ultimately offended Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan examined his expression and sensed his intense anxiety, thus understanding the situation.

He was somewhat disappointed and said, "I originally thought this body of water was close to you, but I didn't expect you to know so little. You are a disgrace to your title as a deity. The cultivators of the Little Dragon Palace are all hothouse flowers, useless and hopeless. It's truly lamentable."

Upon hearing this, Ao Guang felt a tightness in his chest, because it was said that during the Mountain and Sea Banquet, the Little Dragon King, a celestial being from the Little Dragon Palace, was easily defeated by the other party, while another little Kunpeng from the impoverished Northern Sea fought the other party to a standstill, and the other party finally won by relying on Xinzhai.

Is it really true that the overall level of Qi practitioners in the Little Dragon Palace is inferior to that of external cultivators?
Immediately, he shook his head violently. Impossible! Dragon Palace's Zelong True Lord is the number one cultivator in the East Sea, one of the strongest near-immortal True Lords in the world. Even Heavenly Mandate True Lord has to avoid his sharp edge. He has even invaded the Immortal Palace!

"If you want to know about the birth of this great treasure, why don't you seek out the two realm lords of your family? They were the first group of cultivators to arrive at the region where the treasure was born!" Ao Guang suddenly questioned.

A few days ago, a large group of Qi practitioners stormed the abandoned Taiyi Forbidden Land. At that time, a great treasure was born in the Great Swamp, and the light of the heavens shone brightly. Those cultivators were the first to notice it.

"Do you know where the two realm lords are?" Chen Xuan asked, frowning.

“How would I know? Those Qi cultivators have long since…” Ao Guang said, then suddenly paused, then realized, “No wonder you lingered in that region to cultivate; it turns out you couldn’t find the two realm masters of Qingnang!”

Within that area spanning thousands of miles, traces of battles between Qi practitioners were everywhere.

Unless there is a special secret realm, even the most incompetent divine traveler can search thousands of miles of water in a few days, while those earth-element feng shui masters can completely uncover the hidden secrets in just a few hours.

Clearly, the fact that the other party stayed in the eye of the storm to cultivate meant that they were constantly monitoring the surrounding activity.
"Shut up!" Chen Xuan immediately scolded, already knowing the other party was incompetent and knew nothing more.

Ao Guang knew that his chances of survival were slim, so he unleashed his thunderous power to the best of his ability. While waiting, he prepared a powerful killing move at the level of an immortal, with lightning bursting from every pore of his body.

Countless lightning runes rose from the ground beneath the god's abode, transforming into millions of chains of lightning that intertwined around his body. In his vertical pupils, a lightning spear materialized, thrusting towards the seemingly invincible human youth in front of him.

Chen Xuan boldly extended his right palm, unleashing a burst of divine light and energy. With a deafening boom, he shattered the terrifying lightning spear.

Ao Guang coughed up blood and his body flew backward.

"Hmm?" Chen Xuan stared intently, sensing something. The Heavenly Qi emitted a subtle warning sound. In a flash, he caught the threat coming from beneath his feet. He clenched his left fist, which burst forth with light, and with a thunderous boom, he struck downwards.

It was a giant hand of lightning, a deep blue color, wrapped in golden arcs of light, and carrying wisps of deathly aura. It was as large as a mountain and its power was extremely terrifying.

Chen Xuan thought to himself, "His ascension to godhood originated from the hand of an ancient being? The evil spirits of the thunder path suppressed below have actually been partially refined by Ao Guang."

Legend has it that since the Classic of Mountains and Seas was broken, the blessed lands and grottoes that appeared in the world afterward were basically not formed naturally.

For example, the Southern Wilderness is a fragment of the Guyao Mountain, the Qingnang Mountain suppresses a wisp of the Dangkang Beast's will, and the Wenjian Mountain buries the body of the Chenghuang... Generally speaking, if there is no interference, after a high-level Qi cultivator dies, he will return to heaven and earth, his blood and qi will evolve into a spiritual lake, and his flesh and bones will become the spine of a divine mountain.

If top-tier Divine Realm cultivators refine the Ascension Ground, they will have the opportunity to absorb the remaining ancient power. Once activated, the scene will shake the heavens and earth, and the killing of opponents will be terrifying.

Ao Guang has not yet reached that level. He was only allowed to refine the Ascension Ground for about a year, so he almost destroyed the Ascension Ground to unleash such terrifying power.

The entire Dragon Island seemed to split open, and a gigantic, mountain-like hand of lightning burst forth from the ground, weaving terrifying golden lightning, grabbing at the enemy as if to suppress everything.

At this critical moment of life and death, he fought desperately, unleashing his strongest attack with all his might.

However, reality is cruel. Ao Guanglong's dazzling and extremely powerful lightning hand encountered a problem. It was magnificent, but not very effective.

Chen Xuan moved like a ghost, leaping back and forth between the fingertips of the giant lightning hand. Terrifying electric light struck his body, causing only a slight, tingling sensation. "Didn't you eat? The lightning from the Little Dragon Palace is nothing special, give it more power!" He was almost groaning in pleasure from the shock, but suddenly, he sensed something was wrong. The current was indeed getting stronger and stronger. He immediately unleashed his unparalleled Dragon Fist, shattering the giant finger beneath his feet.

Ao Guanglong roared, unleashing a great divine power comparable to the techniques of immortals, his last trump card.

In an instant, his body seemed to transform into pure lightning, vanishing into light and merging into the giant lightning hand that rose from the ground, making the lightning even more terrifying.

Ao Guanglong had no choice but to fight for his life, because his opponent's Qingnang Technique was even more refined than that of the Feng Shui masters and the two realm lords. He was probably not far from Chengdu, and he had no chance of escaping from such an enemy.

"No!" In an instant, the waters around Dragon Island were covered by terrifying lightning. The dragons, shrimps, crabs, and other demonic creatures on the island turned into ashes in the lightning amidst screams.

The surrounding waters boiled, evaporated by the generated lightning, and billowing white mist rose into the sky, even revealing the bottom of the water, which continued to expand outwards.

"His ability to travel in the mortal realm is indeed stronger than that of most other deities in the Void Realm," Chen Xuan commented, his expression solemn. Brilliant golden immortal light emanated from his body, and a terrifying golden vortex converged towards the fist imprint.

Golden energy flow transformed into dazzling seal script, and a Kunpeng that could overturn the sea and a Vermilion Bird that could burn the sky appeared... Using the fake Golden Elixir Technique, a layer of golden immortal light spread across his body, and his entire immortal body glowed, as if he had leaped to a new level, and his increasingly intense blood and qi gathered in his fist.

It was still the Azure Dragon Fist, with its overwhelming power.

Chen Xuan unleashed his fist, its light reaching its ultimate sublimation. His immortal body shone brilliantly, shattering the lightning hand that relied on the Divine Ascension Ground. The fragments fell from the sky like shattered stones.

"puff!"

The mangled body of Ao Guanglong fell to the ground, his breath faint, like a candle flame in the wind, his consciousness seemingly about to be extinguished.

"This..." He felt powerless, his heart filled with despair and sorrow. The person who could be looked down upon even with a wisp of consciousness back then had been burned out in just two years. Now, he couldn't even break through the opponent's defenses or hurt them in the slightest.

At this moment, Ao Guang felt utterly hopeless and realized that an incomprehensible, dazzling era was crushing down on him, with monsters running rampant and utter madness.

In this short span of one or two decades, some terrifying figures emerged, catching even a wandering spirit like him, who had lived in seclusion in Yunmeng Prefecture for over a thousand years, completely off guard.

"Ao Guang, you've impressed me greatly. You almost managed to electrocute my skin, which is something to be proud of," Chen Xuan commented.

Chen Xuan was not looking down on his opponent. Although he fought empty-handed and only used a single fighting method, without using other methods such as divine weapons or high-level treasures, his opponent was still very impressive to have achieved this level.

However, Ao Guang's expression was complicated. Was the other person praising him, or boasting about himself?
However, he could tell that Xinzhai was not looking down on him, but was simply stating a reality in a calm manner. This was an arrogance that was quite different from that of dragon-type demons, because he and the other party were not on the same level.

"I thought that even after you lost Xinzhai, you would still have the fighting strength to cross several minor realms, but I never thought you would be this strong." He murmured with a sense of loss.

In fact, he thought highly of Chen Xuan, and even had the humble thought that if Xin Zhai were to retreat from the mortal world, he would immediately run back to the East Sea to avoid his sharp edge... He was a Divine Traveler of the Tongtian Upper Realm, and even in this state, how much more highly did he think of Xin Zhai!
"puff!"

Ao Guanglong's chest was crushed by a foot. Chen Xuan bent slightly, looked down at him, and said in a low voice, "Old demon dragon, do you think the wandering gods nearby will come and help those in need?"

"You...of course..." Ao Guanglong God kept spitting blood, staring fiercely at Chen Xuan, but his last glimmer of consciousness was irrevocably extinguished.

"Wow!" The fragment of Gu Yao's book immediately flew out, its soft light covering the ruined battlefield. She devoured it with relish, exclaiming, "Oh dear, it's all smashed! Hmm? The mark of this giant lightning hand... could it be a fragment of the remains of an ancient human lightning cultivator..."

On the other side, the Qingqiu fragment also appeared, but hovered there, revealing a hint of envy towards the Guyao fragment's gluttonous behavior.

"Buzz!" A phantom dragon soul mark appeared and flew towards Chen Xuan. In an instant, the Gu Yao fragment expanded and swallowed the dragon soul, shouting excitedly, "Eat! Eat! Eat!"

At this moment, Chen Xuan looked up, gazed at the distant sky, and said, "Come out, everyone."

"Wow!"

In an instant, ripples of spiritual energy spread in the distance. Some figures tore through the Great Void and plunged inside, while others exploded on the spot, decisively destroying the avatar that had come to investigate. All of them scattered in perfect unison.

“The wandering monk from the Little Dragon Palace was killed without warning. After losing his Xinzhai, he went even crazier than the Taoist priests of Xiaoqingtian. Don’t provoke him,” a wandering monk told his companion.

"I sensed something was wrong as soon as he arrived a few days ago. A Taiyin cultivator forcibly cultivating Doubu Qi, which is completely unrelated to him, isn't he obviously an extremely strange heretic?"

One of the gods of Taixu sighed, "Only Ao Guang, relying on his prominent position, thought that no one in the world dared to offend the Little Dragon Palace, dared to enter the dragon's den and tiger's lair, and dared to provoke other beings at will."

"Qingqiu..." Dou Bu Shenyou murmured, sensing the aura of Qingqiu. He then turned and left, muttering, "Where exactly was Prince Xiao Liu Er taken by the demoness?"

In an instant, all the wandering spirits who had been drawn to the area by the battle scattered, none of them lingering. Ao Guang was directly smashed to pieces; even they couldn't withstand that kind of punch.

Chen Xuan was stunned because some of the peering figures were Tai Xu gods at the pinnacle of their abilities, but they all left decisively without any intention of making a move.

"It seems there are more Qi practitioners in the world who behave normally," he muttered to himself, feeling somewhat regretful.

Chen Xuan did not linger in this area and soon returned to the area where the giant mirage was located.

"puff!"

He spread out the Yin Qi and then touched his stomach. He could clearly feel that the Creation Jade Paper was still intact and no different from before, as if it had never been refined by the void furnace fire.

In fact, during his great battle with Ao Guang, Chen Xuan had been using his strength to suppress the Creation Jade Paper within his body. The reason he finally activated the Pseudo-Golden Elixir Technique was largely because the Creation Jade Paper wanted to take advantage of the battle to burst open its belly and escape.

"Continue cultivating!" Chen Xuan took a deep breath, determined to cultivate the Destiny Child of the "Ultimate Dao True Scripture" in one go.

"If the two realm lords and the others accidentally entered the Shangyang Cave and that's why they disappeared? Then when those people find the treasure and come out, I'll lie in wait and rob them." He muttered to himself.

How to integrate the Five Treasures Martial Immortal Body with the True Scripture of the Fighting Department is still a major headache. The relics of Shangyang cannot be handed over to others.

"What...are you doing?" Suddenly, a childish voice rang out from behind, startling Chen Xuan.

(End of this chapter)