Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 309 Wiping Out the Demon's Den!

Innate realm.

This marks the beginning of a leap in life level. The acquired true qi within a martial artist's body is completely transformed into innate true qi, forming a grand cycle. The speed at which true qi is restored far exceeds that of an acquired martial artist.

After breaking through to the Innate Realm, mortals will automatically undergo a process of cleansing their marrow and undergoing a complete transformation. Their innate true energy will thoroughly reshape their physical body, breaking through the limits of human physical ability, turning white hair black, and regaining their youth. After that, they will comprehend the laws of nature or the true meaning of martial arts in order to break through to the 'Entering the Dao Realm'.

Those with innate strength have a longer lifespan, reaching 120 to 150 years old, and their aging rate is also greatly reduced, which is why some ancient monsters in the martial arts world have the body of a child.

Overall, the Innate Realm is roughly equivalent to the legends of the Western evolutionary world.

The actual display of strength doesn't depend on the person, but on how strong the laws of heaven and earth allow you to be. If you are in the Dharma-ending Age, even a legendary mage can't conjure a small fireball.

After Duncan broke through to the Innate Realm, his meridians were connected, and even without activating his internal energy, his vital energy would automatically circulate around him. At this stage, it was extremely difficult to kill an expert in external martial arts.

Roar!
Lu Shanjun let out a tiger's roar, which was like a sonic attack, making the others pale and cough up blood. At this moment, his killing intent was aroused. Disliking that the human body was not comfortable enough, he directly transformed into a half-human, half-tiger appearance, somewhat resembling Tiger Vanguard. After all, his demonic aura had not yet been dispelled. After seeing his appearance clearly, even Zhu Jie, the master of Evil Valley, was shocked.

The fierce tiger transformed into a mountain lord.

How did they manage to provoke such a formidable enemy?
not good.

Go quickly and invite Fan Huzi.

Zhu Jie's Soul-Slaying Blade was condensed with a blood-red aura. His demonic art was based on killing and sacrificing human heads. Once he mastered it, it was no less than a divine power. He was not afraid of ordinary ghosts and gods. But when he saw Lu Shanjun, he felt a pressure coming towards him.

Beside Lu Shanjun, a young man wielding a long iron spear was also quite formidable. He was surrounded by a fierce aura, and his eyes were filled with bloodlust, resembling double pupils. He was also a top expert in the outer sect's external martial arts training.

How could someone so young possess such an indestructible body?
Breakthrough!

The boy dragged his spear along, sparks flying as he took each step, leaving clear footprints on the ground. His spear moved like a dragon emerging from the sea, creating gusts of wind and whipping up sand and stones all around.

Young Master has broken through to the Innate Realm?

The Jade-Faced Lady was overjoyed; the great elixir of life she had long awaited had finally matured.

The wind blows.

Zhu Jie gave a wink to an old woman dressed as a witch from the southern border behind him. Then he led a group of villains to meet the menacing Lu Shanjun head-on. If he didn't stop Lu Shanjun, the others probably wouldn't stand a chance and would soon be routed and flee.

The witch from the southern border quickly understood what the other party meant. Strange spider silk appeared in her palm, like a candle wick. Then, poisonous creatures and shadows gathered, and a blood vine and a long nail were directly stuck into the straw figure in her hand.

"At midnight, spider silk entangles your bones, the five poisons devour your heart, and the moon's shadow withers."

Where the blood vine takes root, the soul is shattered and the seven lamps extinguished!

In the past, Zhuge Liang used seven star lamps to prolong life; today, she does the opposite, using the lamp wicks to dissipate her life.

Lu Shanjun, who was fighting someone, suddenly trembled. His tiger-like eyes bulged with blood and qi, making him look like a demon. He roared, "You're courting death!"

They actually wanted to curse him to death.

Old hag.

Seeking death!

Lu Shanjun struck out with a palm strike, shattering the stone pillar. The old witch, who also knew martial arts, nimbly dodged the attack. The people of Evil Valley quickly joined forces to intercept her. If the old witch died, it would be even more difficult for the others to deal with the demons in human form.

This won't do!

Lu Shanjun's destiny is too strong, and his cultivation is too profound; he cannot be cursed at all.

We must change it.

Kill the others first, then find a way to surround and kill this transformed tiger; at least that should force him to leave.

"A crow from the east carries your name in its beak; a raven from the west reflects your faded form in the River Styx."

Those who eat my broken jade will be deaf, mute, and blind for generations!

When the old witch's first spell failed, she immediately switched to another, this time targeting the incredibly powerful young man.

at the same time.

A red notification appears on the projection page of the dimensional space:

"A spell has been detected in the southern border region."

In an instant, the boy's five senses seemed to be stripped away and disturbed. Unlike the demonic sound and illusion, this was a pure use of incantation to strip away the five senses. His eyes seemed to be unable to see clearly, and his ears were as if he were deaf and mute, unable to hear the wind around him. But this only lasted for a breath. The boy circulated his innate true energy and the dizziness that enveloped the Baihui point on the top of his head disappeared.

The spells and incantations of witchcraft.

This old witch has some skill, but not much. She can curse ordinary people to death, but if she wants to curse a master of innate level, she'll probably have to ask the patriarch to come out of seclusion.

The boy's figure drove back many villains, and his silver spear pierced the air, its fierce energy carving a three-zhang-long crack in the ground.

The old witch was terrified. In a panic, she took out another straw figure, a handful of soil, and a coffin nail, and inserted it directly into the straw figure's heart.

A handful of soil from the grave, two coins' worth of ashes from the coffin.

Three shouts will shatter the bonds of Yama, and your heart and soul will be shattered like grains of rice!

Invoke the spell!

The spell cast by this witch from the southern border was completely different from the one she had used against Yun Wangji before. The moment the coffin nail pierced through, Duncan actually felt his heart skip a beat. The next second, a sharp pain came, and his health bar dropped by about one-tenth.

At this moment, his spear shot out like a dragon, and he had already reached the old hag less than five feet away. The other members of the Evil Valley tried to intercept him, but they were repelled by Lu Shanjun's roar and his supreme palm force.

In team fights, kill the wizard first!

This witch from the southern border has set her sights on the wrong target. First it was Lu Shanjun, and then it was Duncan. If she had targeted someone else directly, she probably would have succeeded already.

"My life is over!"

Seeing Duncan's murderous aura closing in on her, the Southern Border Witch steeled her heart, bit her tongue, and spat out a mouthful of blood. The magic power within her ancestral aperture went berserk, actually causing a three-foot-long gust of cold wind to rise from the ground, accompanied by the wailing of ghosts and monsters. Ghostly figures and children even appeared, trying to block Duncan's spear-like aura.

—The Nailhead Fixation Spell!

The witch from the southern border spat out a mouthful of blood from her heart, her face instantly turning as pale as paper. She pierced her fingertip with a nail, as swift as lightning, soaking the straw figure in her palm with blood, and then plunged five coffin nails directly into it.

A ghostly figure shrieked.

In an instant, a hellish phantom appeared before the boy's eyes, with countless ghosts crawling at his feet. It was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, a hellish realm of demons. Mortals who saw it would probably be scared to death.

But unfortunately, for the boy, everything before him was nothing out of the ordinary.

not good!

The witch used her magic to drag the young master into an illusion!
wrong.

The Jade-Faced Lady's expression changed slightly. Before everyone's eyes, the boy's shadow underwent an extremely strange change. He himself was almost completely normal, except that his eyes were somewhat dazed. However, his shadow was fixed in place by nails, as if his limbs and bones were nailed to the ground, and finally, the long nails pierced into his skull.

A drop of blood appeared on the boy's forehead, between his eyebrows, as if an invisible nail was about to be driven into his skull.

The malevolent energy is running rampant!

The malevolent energy within Duncan surged directly into his ancestral aperture, tearing apart all ghostly illusions. The moment he opened his eyes, they were eerily blood-red, as if an ancient demon god had descended to earth, shattering the spell cast by the Southern Border witch who had risked almost her entire life.

The boy's figure flew close to the ground, the spear light piercing through and passing through the old hag, lifting her corpse and slamming it heavily against a nearby stone pillar.

Wizards and shamans, once they get close, I'll kill them all with a single blow.

"Although curses are rare in this world, we must still be wary!"

The corpse of the Southern Frontier Witch fell to the ground like a pile of rotten flesh. The fierce and evil true energy shattered her bones and flesh. As soon as she landed, it was as if she had been hit by the Bone-Melting Palm, turning into a pile of filth. Ghostly figures crawled on her corpse and gnawed at it with great relish.

However, these ghostly figures are completely invisible to the naked eye.

The big thing is bad!

The old witch, the only one in Evil Valley skilled in witchcraft and incantations, was killed just like that.

It should be noted that she is a well-known spiritual figure in the Southern Frontier, and some of her disciples have even gone as far as Annam. Her spellcasting technique is generally impossible for ordinary people to guard against, unless they have an extraordinary destiny. Otherwise, even the demons and monsters of the Evil Valley are somewhat afraid of her.

clang!
Mars shattered.

Lu Shanjun caught the knife with his bare hands, displaying his metal-like body, and swept his tiger tail, causing Zhu Jie to groan and stagger backward.

Jade-Faced Lady, Fu Jianhan, Monk Bujie, and others fought against the demons and monsters of Evil Valley. The two were evenly matched, with the Jade-Faced Lady being slightly stronger. However, the demons and monsters of Evil Valley were more numerous and familiar with the terrain, so they would retreat immediately if they were outmatched.

—To break through a thousand troops with sheer force.

The one who moves most freely on the battlefield is Duncan, who just killed the witch from the southern border with a single shot. The wizard is dead, and no one can stop him anymore.

Duncan's spear pierced the air as the Jade-Faced Lady immediately closed in, her finger strikes resembling crisscrossing sword energy. In the blink of an eye, the Four-Eyed Demon was stabbed to death by the young man.

After he entered the Innate Realm, his strength became even more terrifying.

After killing the witch, Duncan's magical power stirred, and a faint sound of ghostly weeping could be heard amidst the whistling of the gun.

"The mana bar has increased by one-third."

"Looks like."

"I increase my true energy by killing martial arts masters, and I increase my magical power by killing sorcerers."

If you kill the wrong person, all your efforts will be wasted.

The old hag's martial arts skills were quite ordinary. She mainly cultivated the body's acupoints, especially the ancestral acupoint. While others practiced Qi cultivation, she cultivated supernatural powers, emphasizing the 'spirit' as the foundation and not paying much attention to the refinement of essence and Qi.

However, there are exceptions to this type of person, namely, those who can invoke spirits to possess them. Once they complete the incantation, they are no less powerful than top-level masters.

But the martial arts they acquired were not their own.

The young man charged into the battle like a tyrant reborn, stirring up the winds and clouds. Ordinary villains were killed one by one with a single shot, leaving corpses strewn all over the ground. If they encountered a master, they would not last more than a few moves. In the blink of an eye, this stone forest was filled with corpses. He had killed dozens of demons and monsters from the Valley of Villains all by himself.

Lu Shanjun killed more people than he did!
"This young man's murderous aura is growing stronger!"

Lu Shanjun's cultivation has improved, but he is not good with weapons. For a while, he was unable to defeat Zhu Jie. The difference in strength between a five-star gold and a six-star silver-gray is not that great. If they were to determine a winner, they would have to fight for at least a hundred moves.

During the Three Kingdoms period, the battles between those unparalleled warriors often lasted dozens or even hundreds of rounds.

Both were masters of external martial arts in their time, with thick skin and tough flesh. Ordinary minor injuries were nothing to them, but when one of them was at a disadvantage, he would be seriously injured.

But the situation in the valley had already been completely overrun by the boy.

Zhu Jie couldn't stop the boy. He single-handedly killed a large number of them with his spear. The Ten Villains were almost all killed or wounded. The remaining henchmen, seeing the situation was dire, were terrified and fled for their lives. — "Soul-Shock (Gathering of Killing Aura): When your killing intent arises, all enemies nearby who sense it will be terrified. If they cannot resist the killing aura with their will, they will lose seven-tenths of their courage."

Mental capacity.

This is an ability that can only be obtained after entering the Innate Realm; a few Qimen techniques can also achieve the same effect.

The wind is blowing!

Seeing that the Ten Villains were either dead or had fled, Zhu Jie lost his will to fight. He forcibly activated his cultivation technique, using demonic power to force Lu Shanjun back. Then, he leaped into the air, intending to defeat Fu Jianhan and escape the valley.

Of the ten villains, only the Poisonous Scholar remained intact, but before he could even use his movement technique to rush out of the valley, the young man had already drawn his bow and aimed an arrow at him.

The Legend of the Condor Heroes: Chasing the Sun!

This person actually knows the archery skills of the alien archery hero?
puff.

Poisonous Scholar coughed up a mouthful of blood; his chest and abdomen were pierced by a sharp arrow, and he was already critically wounded and on the verge of death when he landed.

As long as you dare to gather your energy and leap into the air, with no leverage in mid-air, you can shoot with perfect accuracy.

Leave your heads behind!

How could Lu Shanjun let Zhu Jie go? The Great Clumsy Hand technique he had recently comprehended was incomplete, only half of it. After failing to defeat Zhu Jie, he simply switched to his self-created Tiger Fiend Fist, which instantly increased in power, even surpassing the supreme palm technique he had comprehended on the cliff of the East Sea.

There is no strongest martial art, only the most suitable one.

People in the martial arts world value exquisite techniques, while masters who have entered the Dao realm value spirit and will even more, and must also be in harmony with their own Dao.

Cultivating martial arts doesn't mean that the higher the level, the more powerful you are.

People with good character are suited to practicing Buddhist and Taoist martial arts because they can enter a state of tranquility. People with abundant qi and blood are suited to nourishing themselves from the outside in with their essence and qi. People with natural intelligence are suited to practicing martial arts that require enlightenment and comprehension because the higher a person's enlightenment, the more thoughts they have, and the easier it is for them to generate ingenious ideas and uncover the mysteries within.

There is a unique skill in the world called "Zhouyi Cantongqi", which requires not only exceptional comprehension but also mastery of numerology and divination.

Lu Shanjun never taught any of the more profound techniques to the young people.

It's as clever as it is clumsy.

That was the path he was pursuing.

"Want to go?"

Behind everyone, Miss Sun, who had been keeping a backup plan, suddenly made her move. One silver needle after another flew like streaks of light, using the true energy cultivated from the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic as its foundation to seal the meridians and cut off the channels. Twelve silver needles shot towards Zhu Jie, who was trying to escape. The protective energy surrounding the master of the Evil Valley was instantly pierced through. Each silver needle severed an acupoint, sealing off the twelve main meridians of the human body.

—The Twelve Meridians Extraordinary Needle Technique.

When this woman made her move, not only Zhu Jie, but even Lu Shanjun and Duncan were taken aback. Her extraordinary needle technique was a natural counter to their physical strength training. Zhu Jie's protective qi was about the same as theirs, but it was completely unable to withstand Miss Sun's twelve extraordinary needles.

Twelve silver needles were inserted into Zhu Jie's body, sealing off his meridians. He roared, and his true energy surged, attempting to force the silver needles out with his demonic power.

"Do it quickly!"

"I can't seal his meridians for long!" Miss Sun said urgently.

Zhu Jie's martial arts skills are too strong.

He was probably no weaker than the demonic masters during Huang Chao's uprising. His whole body was filled with murderous aura, and his personal markings were changing, with a special blood-red entry appearing.

—The power of non-thought!
not good.

This person also possesses the power of the Demonic Path of No Thought; he is determined to fight to the death!

"The mighty Tianlong!"

"Daluo spell!"

"Where to go!"

At this crucial moment, Monk Bujie grabbed the Flying Dragon Staff and charged forward. Even though his strength was far inferior to that of the demon, the great monk had always held the belief of sacrificing himself to protect the righteous path. Without the slightest hesitation, he swung the Flying Dragon Staff and used the Demon-Subduing Staff Technique, smashing it directly at Zhu Jie's head with the force of splitting Mount Hua.

clang!
Gold and iron clash!

Mars shattered!

One by one, the silver needles were forced out.

Zhu Jie's eyes were bloodshot, filled with a frenzied, bloodthirsty killing intent. He had used the Wuxiang Demonic Power to escape into the demonic path and had become a killing monster devoid of any sense of pain.

boom!
The monk Bujie was sent flying backward, spraying blood everywhere in mid-air.

This attack, however, disrupted the Wuxiang Demonic Power significantly.

"Block his movements!"

"I'll break his Demonic Power of No Thought!"

Miss Sun took out a silver needle more than ten centimeters long from her sleeve. It gleamed with a cold light and, under the stimulation of her true energy, it was as golden and jade-like as gold, emitting an eerie glow.

Lu Shanjun lunged forward and struck with a palm strike. The moment the two collided, their true energy roared, sending rocks flying everywhere.

The boy, wielding a long spear, pierced through Zhu Jie's back like a meteor.

Blood spilled.

The opponent's protective aura was pierced by the blood demon, but his muscular physique remained impenetrable, as if it had become made of steel. At the same time, Zhu Jie's eyes underwent a strange change; the pupils within his eyeballs seemed to melt, transforming into blood-red eyeballs.

This guy is covered in black hair!
"Something's wrong!"

"It's a demon possessing his body! Kill him quickly!"

The Jade-Faced Lady's expression changed drastically, and she thrust the Yin Netherworld Finger towards Zhu Jie's brow.

—Dislocating tendons and bones technique!

At the critical moment, Lu Shanjun lunged forward, his tiger claws severing tendons and bones, locking the demon Zhu Jie in his grasp.

At this moment, Miss Sun leaped up, her figure gracefully hanging upside down, descending directly from the sky. A silver needle, more than ten centimeters long, infused with her full body's true energy, pierced through Zhu Jie's crown chakra, almost completely penetrating to the root.

"Imperial decree!"
The mystical spirits of the Nine Heavens, the might of the Big Dipper descend!
The wind of Xun (巽) is a lock, and the fire of Li (离) is a prison!
"Borrowing the power of Heaven and Earth, evil spirits are subdued!"

The "Supreme Three Caverns Divine Incantation" uses wind and fire to trap demons and borrows the power of heaven and earth; this woman actually knows Taoist mystical arts.

Since ancient times, medicine and the arts have been inseparable.

wrong.

She uses the "Zhongzheng Zhenqi" from the medical classic "Huangdi Neijing," which is a primordial Qi without any Five Elements attribute. This is the kind of true Qi that only highly skilled medical practitioners can cultivate. When using this true Qi to treat anyone, there will be no clashes or conflicts, and it can even change the Five Elements attribute of the true Qi.

The fundamental techniques of traditional Chinese medicine originate from the Yellow Emperor's Inner Classic and Shennong's Classic of Materia Medica. The techniques they practice are mostly derived from Bian Que and Hua Tuo, with the Five Animal Frolics as the starting point.

Among them, the most skilled in medicine and the most adept in physical techniques was Sun Simiao, the King of Medicine.

After the Han and Tang dynasties, flying needle technique also became a required course for physicians.

Break the Qi!

Break the evil!

A series of special statuses appeared on Zhu Jie's mark. Duncan realized that he had underestimated this woman. She was probably no weaker than the Jade-Faced Lady, but the healer was not good at fighting.

But if they can't reason with him, doctors will resort to physical force, since medicine can't save the world.

puff.

The spear pierced through Zhu Jie's heart. Zhu Jie's body was no longer like a steel corpse. The boy's spear pierced his heart, and the spiraling energy twisted a bloody hole in his chest. Then, Lu Shanjun roared and slammed down with his palm, instantly exploding his head.

Miss Sun's figure flew backward, and a silver thread connected to the acupuncture needle instantly pierced into the body of Monk Bujie.

"He's badly injured!"

"The meridians have been severed."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my martial arts skills!"

Miss Sun stretched out her slender hand, swift as lightning, and sealed the eight meridians of life and death. Then she placed a palm on the back of Monk Bujie and said in a deep voice, "I need the help of the same source of true energy to stabilize his heart meridian."

The boy immediately stepped forward and used his palm to transfer qi into the body of the monk Bujie.

cough cough.

The senior monk seemed to have regained some of his senses. He looked at the young man sitting cross-legged in front of him, channeling his inner energy to protect his heart meridian. The young man's face was pale and his expression was ashen, as if he would pass away at any moment. He murmured, "Benefactor."

"I'm afraid I'm not up to the task."

"Pity."

"The merits I have accumulated are insufficient, and I am afraid it will be difficult for me to attain the Arhatship."

Even if one is about to die.

The monk still couldn't stop talking about his achievements.

When he first met Duncan, he asked the boy if he was a member of the demonic path. If he wasn't, then there was no need to fight to the death; dying like that would be inappropriate.

But if it is the demonic path, he will not hesitate to die to eliminate the demons and protect the righteous path.

Today, he has put his words into practice.

Upon hearing this, the boy said coldly, "Shut up."

"Good luck protects you."

"If the Buddha doesn't grant you the status of an Arhat, I will personally go and ask for it for you one day!"

The boy's words were beyond question. If Shakyamuni wouldn't give it to him, he would go to Maitreya, the future Buddha, to ask for it. He refused to believe that he couldn't help the monk Bujie obtain even a small Arhatship.

So what if this great monk values ​​achievements and deviates from the heart of Zen?
Merit is merit.

What's the point of sitting in meditation all day?
He has the courage to sacrifice himself to uphold the Way, and deserves the position of an Arhat.

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(End of this chapter)