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Chapter 266 Breakthrough! Breakthrough!! Qi Refining Level 12 (4000)

Since killing the elder of Painted Skin Peak, Zhang Yuanzhu has concealed his identity and traveled to various demon cities.

If they encounter injustice, they will take action and slaughter demonic cultivators.

Fighting, fleeing, hiding, fighting again... this cycle repeated itself, traversing millions of miles of mountains and rivers.

The name Zhang Yuanzhu from Immortal Soldier Valley spread throughout Fallen Demon Mountain in just three months.

All the demonic cultivators were searching for the young man, wanting to kill him and establish their own fame.

……

In an unknown territory, a thousand meters underground, a crimson figure sat cross-legged on a futon, his hands resting flat on his knees.

Her double pupils, as brilliant as a galaxy, were so captivating that one was willing to succumb to them.

Without making any move, it exuded a majestic aura.

Zhang Yuanzhu recalled his experiences over the past April with a sense of joy.

His actions were all guided by his true feelings, and his intentions were brilliant to the extreme.

Now, it's time to take another step forward and move to a new level.

"Today, we enter the twelfth heaven!"

The young man spoke softly, with absolute confidence.

In the blink of an eye.

The magical power, the size of a lake in his dantian, surged and rippled.

The divine beasts Xuanwu, Qilin, Chilong, and Baihu, whose magical power surpasses even the most powerful, roar to the sky, striving to purify their magical power and propelling the young man to break through.

As time passed, the magical power began to compress and shrink, becoming extremely viscous, as if it would solidify in the next instant.

At the same time, the physical body also began to transform as the magical power changed. The skin, muscles, tendons, bones, and even the five internal organs became stronger and stronger, and the power continued to rise.

This is a comprehensive upgrade, a transformation towards a higher level.

A cup of tea!

One stick of incense!
One hour!!!
Click!

A crisp shattering sound came from within my own body, as the invisible shackles were completely torn apart.

Zhang Yuanzhu's lips curled up in a smile.

Qi Refining Level 12, I've broken through!
Sensing the magical power within his body, which had been compressed to ninety percent, leaving only the size of a pool of water.

Feeling the power emanating from every inch of flesh and blood, the boy's smile deepened.

After twelve years of cultivation, countless hardships and life-or-death struggles, he has finally reached this day, and the success of the Foundation Establishment stage is within reach.

However, before proceeding with the foundation building...
"I want to know if there are higher quality spiritual platforms above the superior spiritual platforms."

"If such a thing exists, how can one transcend the superior spiritual platform?"

Zhang Yuanzhu stroked the hilt of the knife, his eyes filled with contemplation.

Based on Xie Beiling's reminder and Wang Xi's fragmented words, he had some guesses, but he needed a definite answer and a method.

Call ~
The boy exhaled a breath of stale air, shook his head, and ended his thoughts.

While foundation building is important, it is not something that needs to be done immediately.

What we need to do most now is to cultivate our magic, condense the twelfth magic rune as soon as possible, and complete the combined spell – Qiankun Seal!

Furthermore, the White Bone Corpse Demon's advancement, years of battles, and the absorption of countless flesh and bones are enough to allow it to advance even further.

He took off the gray-white beads from his waist, placed them in front of him, and examined them carefully.

"let's start."

It seemed to be talking to itself, or perhaps conversing with the beads.

With a gentle toss of his hand, the white bone bead deformed and transformed into a snow-white skull.

The skeleton of the White Bone Demon was crystal clear, and instead of being evil, it exuded a sense of holiness.

He sat cross-legged opposite the boy, his empty, dark eye sockets burning with a fierce soul fire as he met the boy's double pupils.

Zhang Yuanzhu's expression was indifferent. Through the soul fire, he saw a yellow spiritual platform floating in the soul flame. The spiritual platform was mysterious, but it was entangled and sealed by chains.

This was a restrictive measure he had previously implemented.

boom!
With his palms clasped together, he unleashed a series of hand seals, assisting the Bone Demon in digesting the essence stored within its bones.

At the same time, the chains on the yellow altar began to loosen until they disappeared.

Huhu~
The soul fire grew ever larger, with streams of yin energy, blood energy, and corpse energy intertwining and merging, converging towards the spiritual platform.

The spiritual platform trembled slightly, and a section of it slowly rose, continuously ascending and perfecting itself.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were deep as he carefully observed this breakthrough, as well as the yellow jade platform that trembled continuously as the second spiritual platform was formed.

A sense of understanding crept into my mind.

Is that so?
Foundation building is essential for continuously improving one's spiritual realm; otherwise, the spiritual platform will inevitably collapse.

Therefore, a low-grade Spirit Platform can only break through to the sixth level of Foundation Establishment at most, while a mid-grade Spirit Platform has the possibility of entering the Condensation Realm.

Zhang Yuanzhu continued to observe his own corpse refinement, as well as the spiritual platform in its head, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

The spiritual platform formed by this corpse was only of low grade, and it had been broken multiple times, with the potential further squeezed by the weapon array.

It now seems that at most one more breakthrough will be achieved, and then there will be no more room for further progress.

In the midst of his thoughts, the second layer of the White Bone Corpse Demon's spiritual platform was successfully forged.

Roar!
The corpse demon roared, its roar piercing through gold and splitting rocks, causing the entire cave to tremble.

If it weren't for the array blocking the way, it could still be clearly transmitted even though it was thousands of meters away from the ground.

At the same time, streams of corpse energy dripped from the skull, spreading in all directions and filling the air with an eerie atmosphere.

A pair of dark-rimmed eyes stared at the boy in front of him.

Zhang Yuanzhu tilted his head slightly, his smile enigmatic, and reached out his hand, making a gentle beckoning gesture.

Wow~Wow~
Chains emerged from around the Lingtai, sealing and binding it once more.

At this moment, the skeleton demon's bones trembled and its corpse energy surged, but in the end, it made no move and transformed back into a bead that floated into my palm.

The boy lowered his gaze, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

With the breakthrough, the spirituality of this refined corpse did indeed increase.

However, due to the pre-established restrictions, it cannot overturn the heavens and can only be used as a tool.

The white bone beads were hung around the waist.

Zhang Yuanzhu slowly stood up, slung his long sword over his shoulder, and placed a moon plate and two foundation-building talismans he had obtained from a donkey in his bosom.

He's leaving Mount Fallen Demon!

If he didn't leave now, he would surely be captured and killed by the demons; his room for escape was extremely limited.

However, the retreat route was blocked, and the Demon Suppression Pass could not be crossed; the only option was to move forward.

We need to proceed as planned to enter the Land of Falling Stars, find other passes, and then enter the Ancient Cliff Mountain.

Of course, most importantly, since we've come all this way, it would be a shame not to meet Master Ye and ask him some questions.

The figure flashed and disappeared into the cave.

A crimson shadow appeared on the earth. After determining its location, it strode westward.

According to information gathered during the battle, he was not far from Wan Gui Zhou, which was the fastest route to leave Zhui Mo Shan.

As we sped forward, various mountains, rivers, vegetation, and streams flashed by.

Zhang Yuanzhu maintained his speed and stopped on the cliff face.

A strong wind blew, the red robe fluttered, the black hair danced, and he looked down.

Smoke from chimneys, houses, children playing, decaying old people, and crisscrossing fields.

These villages, like stars, dot the earth.

Even with his keen eyesight, looking as far as he could, the scene remained unchanged.

The hustle and bustle of the world rushes towards you.

"Did you go to the wrong place?"

Zhang Yuanzhu frowned slightly.

Take out the map you obtained and check it repeatedly to make sure you haven't gone the wrong way.

But is this the Land of Ten Thousand Ghosts?
Why is there not even a single remnant soul, yet instead an unprecedented peace?

There was no killing, no painted skins, and no paper figures.

The boy's eyes flickered, and various thoughts surged within him, but were ultimately cut off one by one.

He leaped off the cliff and strode toward the nearest village.

With his strength, ordinary people naturally couldn't detect him, and he easily entered the village.

Zhang Yuanzhu walked along the solid road, listening to the constant laughter and cheerful voices, lost in thought.

He walked slowly, gradually approaching the center of the village.

A stone sculpture came into view: a giant snake with thirteen heads, coiled on a simple stone platform.

It lacks the ferocity and evil of beasts, instead possessing a strange charm. One ordinary person after another, passing by, would devoutly bow down before leaving.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were sharp as he carefully examined the stone carving, finally focusing his gaze on the bead in the snake's mouth on the far left.

"Do you like it?"

A sense of understanding flashed through the boy's mind.

The joy of the entire village was gathered in the bead in a special way.

He recalled his conversation with Xie Beiling and vaguely knew where he had come from.

'Six Desires Peak!'

Zhang Yuanzhu murmured to himself, glanced around, and ultimately decided not to make a move.

Turn around and leave.

Even though the villagers live under a falsehood, it is still much better than the cruel world.

He had no intention of disrupting this environment if he could not destroy the Fallen Demon Valley.

He strode quickly and soon left the village, heading west.

Along the way, we encountered many villages, towns, and cities.

He had seen one giant serpent stone sculpture after another, sensing the blossoming of 'joy,' 'anger,' 'sorrow,' and 'love,' the beads of the seven emotions and six desires.

He never made a move until...
"Haha, kill! Kill!"

"Slaughter the whole family."

Before they even got close to the city, the sounds of wild laughter and roars reached their ears.

Evil thoughts were everywhere, permeating the heavens and the earth, like the darkest clouds, shrouding the entire city.

The Illusion-Breaking Technique was activated, allowing him to bypass the city walls and see directly into the city.

Slaughter, dismemberment, and skinning—this was not the work of cultivators, but rather the infighting among the common people. Every imaginable atrocity was being committed within the city.

"This is the six desires gathering 'evil'."

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his head and looked at the cultivator sitting high on a cloud bed above the city.

Like a deity, high above, he mocks the mortals of the city.

"Where did you come from, you brat? This is the territory under the Six Desires Peak. Get out of here!"

A sharp shout.

The city trembled, and countless people awoke in fright, prostrating themselves on the ground and kneeling in mad worship.

Zhang Yuanzhu remained expressionless and slowly uttered three words:
"Does it look good?"

Boom!

The corpse energy burst forth from his waist, shooting towards the sky like smoke from a wolf's beacon, crushing the dark clouds and transforming into a giant hand.

At this moment, the cultivator from Six Desires Peak changed color drastically. This was the aura of a Foundation Establishment Level 2 expert, far stronger than a cultivator like him who had just entered the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Rays of pink light burst forth, supporting the sky.

"Fellow Daoist, I am a disciple of the Six Desires Peak. If I die, it will surely attract the Six Desires Peak to hunt me down."

The giant hand remained unchanged and slammed down.

The pink pillar of light shattered instantly, and the cultivators of Six Desires Peak, along with their cloud beds, were reduced to dust.

The giant hand formed from corpse energy continued its momentum, pressing directly into the city.

Boom!

Amidst the deafening roar, the giant serpent statue with thirteen heads in the center of the city was crushed into dust.

"Who is it that dares to attack the holy image?"

A divine thought rose from the dust, shaking the sky and carrying with it a raging fury.

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his hand, flicked his fingertips, and a silver light tore through the sky, slicing through the dust.

In an instant, everything fell silent, without the slightest movement.

The boy dissipated the corpse aura and looked at the pitch-black bead that had appeared in his palm.

This is what he took after crushing the statue, the object that held his evil thoughts.

Without a moment's hesitation, their five fingers suddenly clenched together.

Click!

The pitch-black bead exploded.

Before the evil thoughts could spread, layers of Buddha's light emerged from between the fingers, obliterating everything.

Zhang Yuanzhu took one last look at the chaotic city before striding forward.

He didn't walk fast, but each step covered more than a hundred meters.

In the blink of an eye, it had disappeared into the ends of the earth.

The boy continued forward until he reached a field, where he stopped and gazed at the golden ears of wheat.

"We've been following you all this way, come out now."

"Cuckoo~"

A silvery laugh came from behind.

A beautiful figure slowly emerged; it was a pretty young girl draped in a light veil, with red lips and a smile, exuding indescribable charm and allure.

"Brother Dao, what a coincidence, we've met again."

"Look at my skin now, how does it compare to before? Isn't it more beautiful?"

Zhang Yuanzhu remained expressionless, stretched out his hand, plucked an ear of wheat, and pinched off a grain.

"If this is all just useless nonsense, then you can give up on this painted mask now."

"Brother Dao, you're still as cold-hearted as ever."

"It's hard to imagine just how alluring Ye Jinxian is that you would disregard life and death, and the path of cultivation, to step into this demonic land."

Wang Xi chuckled softly, a hint of envy rippling in her beautiful eyes.

The boy remained silent, saying nothing, though he knew the boy's name and was aware of his background.
His true purpose in entering the Fallen Demon Mountain is not hard for some intelligent people to guess.

The woman looked at Zhang Yuanzhu, her red lips slightly parted, and spoke again:
"Brother Dao, you should be heading to the Starfall Land, but at your current speed, you won't be able to get out."

"Rampaging across the blood-red plains, traversing millions of miles of mountains and rivers, slaughtering geniuses, killing Foundation Establishment cultivators, and toying with True Immortals."

"While his talent was extraordinary, he was also trapped in a desperate situation."

"The Painted Skin, Paper Doll traditions, and the Six Desires Peak that I just offended are enough to seal off the pass and keep you here."

Wang Xi looked serious as she analyzed the situation.

Zhang Yuanzhu tilted his head slightly, his expression unchanged, and put a grain of wheat into his mouth, savoring the unique fragrance of the food.

"State your purpose?"

“I will show you the way to leave Mount Fallen Demon, you only need to promise to do one thing for me.”

Wang Xi whispered.

Her jet-black hair danced in the air, her light veil fluttered, and her graceful figure was partially revealed.

"There is no need to make a vow; you only need to agree."

"We won't deal with the present; we'll act when we have enough strength in the future."

Zhang Yuanzhu turned around, gathered up the wheat ears, and placed his hand on the hilt of his knife.

"I reject!"

These three short words struck Wang Xi like a thunderclap, leaving her momentarily bewildered.

why?
There are no restrictions. As long as you agree, you have a way out right now. Why choose to refuse?

"Brother Dao, are you worried that the path I pointed out might be false?"

"No need to worry, I can swear an oath to the Great Dao!"

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were cold, his five fingers gripping the hilt of his knife tightly.

"I will not associate with beasts!"

Bang!

The Dragon-Binding Blade was drawn, unleashing a violent flash of light that instantly engulfed the woman.

Skin fluttered and gauze tore, yet not a drop of blood flowed.

Until everything is reduced to ashes.

Zhang Yuanzhu then sheathed his long sword.

He stood before the wheat field, feeling joyful.

They're nothing but rats hiding in the gutter, yet they dare to show up and negotiate terms with him.

If it weren't for the strange nature of the Painted Skin technique and the opponent's caution—only daring to let the Painted Skin appear in front of him each time—he would have killed his enemy long ago.

As for how to make a living, he will find his own way.

(End of this chapter)