Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 331: Heavenly Demonic Technique
Iron cavalry galloped forward.

The leader of the Khitan cavalry glanced in this direction from afar and immediately waved his hand to signal. His personal guards blew sharp whistles, and in an instant, nearly a hundred cavalrymen split into two groups of dozens on each side, forming an arc around Duncan. Horse archers drew their powerful bows and aimed at the disheveled and ragged young man.

These men were the elite of the Liao Dynasty, some of whom came from the Pishi Army. After Emperor Taizong of Liao ascended the throne, he further expanded the Pishi Army, "selecting more elites from all over the country and placing them in his ranks."

Harvesting hay is a daily activity for them.

The Khitan army had a special "grain-raiding cavalry" responsible for plundering grain and fodder. Most of them were light cavalry, each with three horses, and were well-equipped, far surpassing the troops in the Central Plains.

"He seems to be a martial arts master from the Han Chinese."

Yelü Abo was a man of sinister appearance and imposing stature. Abo means "falcon," and he led a cavalry force that raided for supplies. However, upon hearing news of the Chenqiao Mutiny in the Central Plains, he couldn't resist sending his cavalry to plunder in shifts. The Central Plains had always been a vital source of sustenance for the Khitans, but this year, the Liao Dynasty had suffered a rebellion and significant population loss, making it imperative to plunder people and resources from the Central Plains.

He had fought against martial arts practitioners in the Central Plains before, knew their backgrounds, and understood how to deal with them.

Unless one is a master who has entered the Dao realm, ordinary martial artists have no way to fight against an army.

Even with Qiao Feng's strength, he could still be killed by a hail of arrows. It's not that ordinary martial artists, who are not masters of the Jianghu, don't have protective inner energy, and even if they do, they can't withstand a rain of arrows.

A master of external martial arts like Li Cunxiao is extremely rare throughout history.

Yelü Abo had a plan when he picked up his spear. He personally led his guards on horseback, preparing to fire a volley of arrows to break the man's protective aura. Then he would personally lead his iron cavalry in a charge. Even a martial arts master at the Innate Realm was just a mortal. When cavalry charged, any protective aura would be as thin as paper.

Many martial arts masters in the northern martial arts world have been killed by the Khitans in recent years.

Yelü Abo practiced the Canglang Gong, which originated from tribes such as the Xi and Shiwei. During the Five Barbarian Invasions, the cultivation methods of nomadic peoples gradually took shape. Later, at the end of the Sui Dynasty and the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, it was continuously integrated with the secret methods of primitive shamanism, eventually forming a unique cultivation system that also incorporated the spiritual methods of shamanistic priests.

"kill!"

Yelü Abo roared, and the dozens of riders around him began to accelerate. The archers on both flanks drew their powerful bows, and a volley of arrows fell first.

People in the martial arts world are skilled at maneuvering and dodging; as long as their escape route is blocked, they can be easily surrounded and killed.

Don't be fooled by how powerful those martial arts masters are in one-on-one combat. Once they are surrounded by a combined attack from an army, they are full of openings. If they lose a leg, they can no longer use their lightness skills.

However, as he gradually approached the man, Yelü Abo's expression suddenly turned to horror, for he saw a huge palm print on the ground. All the scouts he had sent out earlier had died instantly, and before him, men and horses were shattered. The cavalrymen who fought against this man were directly smashed into mincemeat by the powerful palm force.

not good!

He is a master of the Innate Realm!
It could even be an unparalleled expert who has broken through to the Dao realm.

Yelü Abo had no chance to regret it. As the rain of arrows fell, his tall figure stood motionless, and with a gentle wave of his hand, a powerful gale dispersed the arrows that filled the sky. These arrows from the Khitans could not even break through Duncan's protective aura.

Only a master from Liaodong and Yanjing could exchange a few blows with him.

withdraw!
Yelü Abo tried to rein in his horse, but it seemed to be constantly being commanded. The next second, he felt dizzy and saw his personal guards explode into pieces.

Big clumsy hands.

Duncan casually struck out with his palm, and the riders directly in front of him instantly exploded, with blood mist rising into the sky. With each breath, strands of his essence blood were refined by the Blood God Technique, and all the essence blood he had consumed in the past six months was restored, and his life bar was also brought to full.

His figure was as elusive as a ghost, while the fierce Khitan cavalrymen, who were as ruthless as jackals, were now filled with terror. Duncan killed them one by one with a single palm strike, leaving behind only severed limbs and boiling blood wherever he went. In the blink of an eye, dozens of riders were wiped out.

kill!kill!kill!

I won't feel at ease if I don't kill him; I won't feel satisfied if I don't kill him.

It's time to go on a killing spree.

boom!
A sonic boom rang out, and the ground was cratered.

Duncan's figure shot out, soaring through the air. In an instant, two Khitan cavalrymen were drawn into his palm by the Dragon-Capturing Technique. With a gentle squeeze, their heads exploded, brain matter and blood filled the air, and their headless corpses were casually left at his feet.

How they slaughtered the people of the Central Plains back then, they will pay for it all in blood today.

He happily accepted those one hundred heads.

After witnessing the cavalry charging in the front being wiped out, the Khitans on the flanks, who were mounted and arched, seemed to have seen a demon. They let out screams of terror and despair, which were even more shrill than when they had slaughtered the people of the Central Plains. Duncan's figure did not stop for a moment, leaving behind only dismembered corpses wherever he went.

The fatigue disappeared.

The state of weakness disappeared.

All the negative effects left by Duncan's breakthrough in life and death over the past six months were wiped away in the killing. The Blood God Technique can seize people's essence and blood. After the rising blood mist is refined, it first restores the human body's life bar, then eliminates the negative effects, and finally the excess essence and blood will be transformed into true qi in the body.

Immortality.

The Blood God Technique combined with the Blood Child's Undying Body is an unparalleled demonic art that can absorb blood and mana and eliminate negative status effects. If there is also the Blood Child's Substitute Death Curse, then it is like having several more lives and being able to transfer injuries to the Blood Child.

Duncan quickly wiped out nearly a hundred cavalrymen.

After killing the last fleeing Khitan cavalryman, Duncan brought over several horses and placed the weakened Lai Bao'er on their backs.

At this moment, more than ten people arrived from afar. The man in the lead looked like a Han Chinese knight-errant with a full beard, resembling Qiu Ran Ke. He was shocked to see the Khitan corpses scattered on the ground. Looking at Duncan's departing figure, he shouted, "Wait, sir!"

Duncan didn't stop for a moment, and simply said, "These hundred-odd horses will be temporarily stored with you."

"I will send it when I launch my northern expedition."

With the government unreliable, the Han people of the North could only unite to protect themselves. Since ancient times, Yan and Zhao have produced many generous and tragic heroes. At this time, the Han people of the North still had their blood and spirit, and there were resistance movements in various places. After a few hundred years, the Han people of the North will really be forgotten. But even if the bones are broken, the tendons are still connected. The North still produced fierce people like Xin Qiji.

Xin Qiji was from Jinan, Shandong. At that time, Han Chinese who migrated south from the north were called "returned people" and were subject to prejudice and treatment by the Southern Song Dynasty for a long time, and were not given important positions.

"I know that all things are empty when I die, but I grieve that I cannot see the unification of the nine provinces."

When the royal army has pacified the Central Plains, remember to tell your grandfather at the family sacrifice.

The Song Dynasty was not lacking in talent; it can be said that it squandered a winning hand.

Duncan used his inner energy to protect Lai Bao'er's heart meridian. He didn't know what disease the child had, but it was most likely rabies. He couldn't cure the disease with his inner energy, so he could only maintain the child's life force and go find Miss Sun, the successor of the Medicine King.

"Am I...dead?..."

After an unknown amount of time, Lai Bao'er slowly opened his eyes. His breath was still very weak, but there was a hint of relief in his expression.

Death is a form of liberation.

Duncan's calm voice rang out: "No."

"When the bull-headed and horse-faced creatures saw that I was there, they knew they had no choice but to back down."

"rest assured."

"You're not going to die yet."

Even the ghost messengers of the underworld dared not approach him within three miles. With him protecting Lai Bao'er's heart, she could hold on until her last breath to see Miss Sun.

“It’s…a deity…” Lai Bao’er’s consciousness seemed to clear up a bit.

Duncan infused him with a stream of true energy, his face expressionless but his voice gentle, and said, "Your nickname is Lai Bao'er, so I'll give you the name Jin Chan."

Even a toad can turn into a golden toad.

This young man has a truly kind heart; it wouldn't be bad for Duncan to take him on as a disciple.

Lai Bao'er looked excited and opened his mouth to speak, but there was a hint of madness in his expression. Duncan decisively sealed his meridians and gently pressed his sleep acupoint.

"It's probably rabies," Duncan said gravely.

Even in later generations, the mortality rate of rabies is close to 100% once it develops. In this world, it is unknown whether it can be cured. Duncan can only place his hopes on the successor of the Medicine King.

He led Lai Bao'er at breakneck speed, abandoning their horses and leaping across the Yellow River.

The Yellow River surged and overflowed, causing widespread flooding.

For nearly a century, the Yellow River has hardly been properly managed. During periods of peace, the dynasties of the Central Plains simply lacked the resources to govern it. Night fell.

Duncan used his movement technique to travel a thousand miles a day, and it wasn't until midnight that he found a place to rest and recover his energy.

Along the way, he used his true energy to protect Lai Bao'er's heart meridian and also had to exert all his strength in his movement techniques, which would consume a lot even for a master who had entered the Dao.

Under the tranquil night sky, a bonfire was lit.

The young boy beside Duncan was sleeping soundly, occasionally frowning with a pained expression, so he channeled a stream of true energy into him.

Now his senses are extremely sharp; he can hear clearly any movement hundreds of feet away as long as he uses his internal energy.

Suddenly, a ghostly figure appeared.

Her appearance was extremely eerie, neither human nor ghost, dressed in a green robe, standing on a swaying treetop gazing at Duncan from afar.

Ji Shaojiang.

The living dead, a ghost, that the old monster from the demonic sect dug out of the tomb, followed Duncan northward after leaving Baoxuan Cave. However, she did not actively contact Duncan, but only occasionally appeared near him to observe his state of breaking through the barrier of life and death.

This woman's movements were exceptionally skillful, surpassing even those of the Jade-Faced Lady. It was unknown where she had learned them.

Because this person was a neutral marker, Duncan did not deliberately make things difficult for her.

At this moment, Ji Shaojiang noticed that Duncan had regained some of his life force. His blood-red lips pursed slightly. After observing Duncan's condition and confirming that he had broken through the barrier between life and death, Ji Shaojiang appeared dozens of feet away as if riding the wind, his ghostly figure gliding by.

When Duncan was facing a life-or-death situation, he was like a living dead, a dried-up skeleton, and she dared not disturb him easily.

"You're practicing the wrong techniques."

Ji Shaojiang's voice was extremely cold, as if she had no emotion. Her appearance had changed a lot. When they first met in Baoxuan Cave, she was a naive young girl. Then she transformed into a beautiful young woman with a stunning appearance. Next, she looked like a beautiful woman in her twenties or thirties. Now she had returned to the appearance of a young girl.

Either she had also cultivated the miraculous skill of reversing aging, or this woman's physical body was different from that of ordinary people, and her appearance and age would constantly change.

"Oh?"

Duncan looked up at the alluring woman who had emerged from the darkness and asked, "Is there something wrong with the technique I'm practicing?"

He practiced too many different techniques.

Ji Shaojiang stepped forward, and with her appearance, the campfire began to flicker, and even the flames dimmed a bit. When this extremely beautiful and eerily beautiful woman approached, the campfire in front of Duncan suddenly began to change color, turning directly into a ball of ghostly blue flame.

This strange phenomenon even surprised Duncan.

The eerie woman's aura was heavier than anything Duncan had ever seen before; her mere presence caused the flames to change color, and the eerie ghost fire burned as if it had no heat at all.

Lai Bao'er, standing to the side, looked pained and trembled all over. Duncan raised his hand and injected a stream of true energy into his body.

Ji Shaojiang glanced at the boy beside her, her expression unchanged. Only when she turned to look at Duncan did her brows furrow slightly, revealing a strange expression. She retreated back into the darkness. After she left the ten-zhang range, the campfire burned brightly again, the eerie ghost fire turning into the normal color of flames.

"Your cultivation of the Heavenly Demon Immortal Body is incorrect!"

"The Heavenly Demon Technique is wrong too!"

Ji Shaojiang seems unable to approach living people at will. If she stands too close, Lai Bao'er, who has no true energy to protect her, will be killed by the Yin energy emanating from her.

The woman stared into Duncan's eyes, seemingly seeing the eerie blood-red hue in his pupils, and said in a low voice, "You have clearly already slain the extraterrestrial demon?"

"Why is the Heavenly Demon Technique, which I have cultivated, still so strange?"

Heavenly Demon Dharma?

The Immortal Body of the Heavenly Demon?
Duncan seemed to have thought of something, staring at the eerie woman in the darkness, and said in a deep voice, "You mean the Blood God Technique and the Blood Child's Immortal Body?"

He had long wondered why the Blood Child's Immortal Body sometimes turned into the mark of the Heavenly Demon's Immortal Body.

"Ah."

Ji Shaojiang nodded slowly, still gazing at Duncan before him, and said softly, "In the beginning of time, there were three thousand demon gods outside the realm, eyeing us covetously. Chi You forged a hundred weapons to suppress the evil energy and slay the demons, and was revered as the ancestor of the Nine Li."

Besides killing, weapons also serve to suppress evil spirits.

The eerie woman said in a low voice, "The Undying Body of the Heavenly Demon is said to have been created by Chi You. It nourishes the body with evil energy and seizes the supernatural powers of the Heavenly Demons from beyond the realm."

"You must first slay the extraterrestrial demons before you can achieve great success in your cultivation."

There's such a secret?

Duncan looked very surprised; no wonder he always felt that something was off about Blood Child's immortality.

Ji Shaojiang asked with a puzzled expression, "Since you have slain the extraterrestrial demons..."

"That should be the right way to cultivate the Heavenly Demon Immortal Body."

"But your cultivation level is quite strange."

She couldn't resist moving a little closer to Duncan, wanting to observe him more closely, but then glanced at Toad and retreated back into the darkness.

The eerie woman said softly, "I have been watching you cultivate the Heavenly Demon Technique all the way."

"Their training methods are also quite strange."

“The descendants of Jiuli revere soldiers and attain enlightenment through killing. Although the murderous aura emanating from you is unlike anything I have ever seen before, why does your Heavenly Demon Art feed on blood?”

The Jiuli tribe, the relatives of the military lord.

They rose to power through bloodshed and violence.

Ji Shaojiang pondered for a moment, then said softly, "Xingtian fought with the Emperor for the Heaven, and the Emperor cut off his head. He then used his nipples as eyes and his navel as a mouth, and wielded a shield and axe to dance."

"The Heavenly Demon Great Art is the culmination of Xing Tian's understanding."

"It is a supreme divine power that seizes the creation of heaven and earth to nourish oneself. Why have you mastered the ability to feed on blood?"

Are you like me?

"Also a ghost?"

She only possessed yin energy and no yang energy, so she would never have the chance to master the Heavenly Demon Technique. However, Duncan, despite being a living person, somehow managed to refine blood essence for food.

These two supreme divine abilities are ultimate techniques that were comprehended by slaying extraterrestrial demons and seizing their abilities.

Although few people in later generations could kill extraterrestrial demons and cultivate the Heavenly Demon Technique, they shouldn't have practiced it in such a strange way.

Upon hearing this, Duncan seemed to ponder for a moment.

He immediately thought of the Blood Pool from the Demonic Sect's legends, said to be a pool of blood left behind by Chi You, or Xing Tian, ​​after his death.

Could it be that the descendants of Jiuli were unable to master the Heavenly Demon Technique, and the technique fell into the hands of the Demonic Sect, where it was modified into a beggar's version of the Blood God Technique?
The original origins of the Demonic Sect were indeed descendants of the Jiuli.

After the Qin and Han dynasties, it incorporated the various schools of thought, and then absorbed the emerging demonic sects such as the Great Ming Zunjiao.

If we trace their origins back to before the Shang and Zhou dynasties, they were the Jiuli tribe, who refused to submit to the Yellow Emperor.

Although the Five Immortals Sect of Miao territory is an evil sect, it has intricate connections with the Jiuli tribe. When Duncan saw the Heavenly Serpent Bone-Changing Technique of the Five Immortals Sect's Holy Maiden and Jade Waist Slave, which had the miraculous power to reverse life and death, he felt that it was somewhat similar to the Blood Child Immortal Body of the Demonic Sect.

These techniques are likely to have the same origin.

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(End of this chapter)