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Chapter 317 An Unexpected Demon, Don't Let Me Find Out Which Monk Made This Calculation (4000)

"kill!"

Zhang Yuanzhu snorted softly.

With a flick of his wrist, the mirror crackled with lightning, and a pillar of lightning burst forth, like divine punishment, annihilating the villains.

The thunder dragon roared, its body twisting and coiling around the thunder pillar as it charged forward.

A bolt of lightning and a glimmer of light collided almost instantly, traversing space.

Rumble~
A deafening roar, accompanied by dazzling light, illuminated every inch of the underground space.

The ferocious Lei Chi slammed into the ghostly light.

Each impact creates ripples on the ghostly light, thinning it out.

In the blink of an eye, it had already struck hundreds, even thousands of times.

Click!Click!
The eerie light faded, revealing a small trident about the size of a palm.

The thunder dragon roared, its mouth wide open, swallowing the small halberd whole. Then, its entire body, mixed with pillars of lightning, engulfed its enemy.

bang bang bang~
The roar was incessant, and countless bolts of lightning intertwined, tearing apart rocks and soil, destroying everything underground.

A few streaks of lightning began to appear on the ground, and then...
boom!
The earth was overturned, and millions of tons of soil exploded, revealing the sky.

Holding the Thunder Dragon Spirit Mirror and with a blood-red pearl atop his head, Zhang Yuanzhu stood in the sky, like a thunder god descending to earth.

As majestic as a god, as vast as the sky.

He looked down at the middle-aged man in the thunder, dressed in lapis lazuli armor with a dignified face.

The lapis lazuli armor clanged and shattered, dispersing bolts of lightning and protecting the opponent.

"What a wonderful magical artifact!"

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were bright, burning with fierce fighting spirit.

With a Foundation Establishment level seven and such a magical artifact, it's certainly worth a fight.

With each step forward, it was like the beating of a war drum, stirring the soul.

Blood boils, magical power surges, spiritual consciousness vibrates, and all sorts of forces empower him.

The youth's face began to blur, and the Crimson Dragon Nuo Mask appeared, then transformed into golden liquid that enveloped his body.

In the blink of an eye, a being with a human body and a dragon's head appeared between heaven and earth, its immense majesty sweeping across the vast wilderness.

Its divine form—the dragon form—was revealed to the world for the first time.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were icy cold. He gripped the glasses frame tightly with his five fingers and slammed them down.

Like a thunderous sun falling, extremely violent.

"Zhang Yuanzhu!!!"

The middle-aged man roared, leaped into the air, and threw both fists into the sky.

The lapis lazuli armor trembled, extinguishing large swaths of lightning, and faced the mirror.

Boom!

The burly figure flew backward at an even faster speed, kicking up clouds of dust.

The young man took a step forward, the spirit mirror smashed out again, and he raised his left fist to strike forward.

Boom boom!

The figure retreated again, and blood splattered on the ground.

The middle-aged man roared with all his might, his inner energy surging wildly into his lapis lazuli armor, trying to charge forward, but he could only retreat step by step.

In just a few breaths, he had already retreated twenty-three steps.

Zhang Yuanzhu took twenty-three steps and threw twenty-three punches in succession.

boom!
Another deafening roar.

The young man's dragon-like eyes gazed at the figure ahead.

Retract your fist, lower the mirror!
The man in the lapis lazuli armor remained as before, but the middle-aged man had lost all his vitality and was killed by the shock.

The young man's expression faded, a slight smile playing on his lips, a look of satisfaction on his face.

The perfected dragon form represents a comprehensive improvement to the body, especially in strength, which has increased to an astonishing level.

What a scene it would be if all five divine forms were gathered in one body! It's something to look forward to.

Lost in thought, he flicked his robes, gathering the lapis lazuli iron armor along with the corpse.

They then began searching to see if any disciples or demon servants of the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce remained.

bang bang bang~
One by one, human heads and animal heads fell at the feet of the youth.

"Within a radius of a hundred miles, the heads of all human cultivators and demons are here."

Zhang Yuanzhu turned to the side and looked up, his pupils shrinking slightly. He saw a woman with silver hair and gray clothes.

At this moment, his body tensed, and his qi, blood, and magical power surged wildly.

He couldn't see the woman's face clearly, or even her specific features. At this moment, the 'Insightful Eye Technique' seemed to have completely failed.

"It's you!"

Zhang Yuanzhu appeared calm as he removed the blood-red bead from his head and hung it around his waist.

He had seen this woman in the Beast Taming Secret Realm; she was extremely powerful.

The woman had spoken with him about reincarnation.

More than a decade has passed in the blink of an eye; I never thought we would meet again.

The woman raised her face, revealing a pair of fox-like eyes, filled with a faint sorrow.

"A top-grade spiritual platform, at the third level of foundation building, with the hope of condensing evil energy, the golden core is not impossible to achieve."

"I can't wait for you; my life is over!"

Her voice was gentle, yet tinged with helplessness.

"I don't believe in reincarnation, and you won't live to see the end."

Zhang Yuanzhu rested his arm on a long, white ruler, his double pupils deep and unfathomable.

Don't let him know about the so-called eight incarnations that the monk caused him trouble. When the time comes, hit him with a ruler to settle this karmic debt.

The silver-haired woman remained silent, gazing at the young man's handsome and resolute face, which carried a hint of domineering authority.

After more than a decade of separation, he already bore a striking resemblance to my husband, who looked about 50 or 60 percent like the man I remembered.

After a long, long time, a hoarse female voice reached my ears.

"I have a question in my mind, and I would appreciate it if you could answer it."

The silver-haired woman stood with her hands behind her back, a gentle breeze ruffling her grey robes. Her sorrowful eyes held a hint of ferocity and madness.

“I was born in the land of humans. I have never killed or slaughtered. I often save people from danger. I met my husband and together we embarked on the Great Path.”

"In the end, her husband died, and she herself was sealed by the various sects."

"From then on, for a hundred years, Taoist talismans were used, Bodhi incantations were burned, and divine light was used to polish the body. For a whole thousand years, there was never a day of peace."

Accompanied by murmurs, the winds and clouds of heaven and earth changed, and a surging demonic aura rose into the sky, obscuring the sun and covering the heavens and the earth.

An indescribable oppression descended upon us.

It shattered and tore apart mountains and rivers for hundreds and thousands of miles, turning countless spiritual minerals into liquid and evaporating them completely.

“They told me that as long as I endured trials and cleansed myself of my demonic nature, I would eventually wait for my husband to return. Now you’re telling me I’ll never see him again.”

"Tell me, what should I do?"

The woman growled, her eyes bloodshot, an endless killing intent filling every inch of the ground.

Zhang Yuanzhu's body trembled, his blood and magical power surging as he resisted the pressure.

He felt a sense of relief.

Although this aura is powerful, it definitely does not reach the Golden Core level, indicating that the other party did not come here personally.

He sensed the madness of her shattered hopes, and whether he feigned compliance or admitted that he was the ninth incarnation, he should be able to appease the woman.

The young man grinned, the talisman in his arms radiating starlight, his spine straight, his five fingers tightly gripping the measuring ruler.

He exhaled slowly:
"kill!"

“Kill those who have enemies, kill those who suppress and seal, kill those who cause suffering.”

"A clear mind and a clear conscience are enough!"

As the words drifted away, the demonic aura dissipated, and the immense pressure vanished.

The white-haired woman's eyes regained their calm, and she sighed softly:

"You really aren't him."

Zhang Yuanzhu and her husband were too different.

"A thousand-year wait may just be an illusion."

The woman's figure slowly dissipated from below, her eyes remaining fixed on the young man's face. "Would you be willing to return with me? After sixty years, I will pass on my golden core to you."

“I appreciate your kindness, senior, but how can I leave when our lineage is in peril?”

Zhang Yuanzhu clasped his hands in a gesture of polite refusal to accept the woman's offer.

The woman's chest and arms transformed into starlight, but her gaze remained unchanged. Her red lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she revealed everything.

bang~
The woman in the gray robe dispersed.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes turned cold. He was only half convinced of what the demoness said.

Moreover, this banshee is definitely a huge threat.

From the other party's perspective, she couldn't determine whether she was the so-called eighth or ninth incarnation, so she dared not easily kill him, or for various reasons, she couldn't take action.

However, if the demoness is about to die, the other party would not mind giving it a try.

Various thoughts raced through my mind.

In any case, we can't stay here any longer; the commotion just now was too great.

Zhang Yuanzhu concealed his aura, then erased all traces of his existence before shattering the Xuan Kong Platform and leaving.

One by one, the Xuan Kong Platforms shattered, and the young man rapidly moved away from this area.

It took Zhang Yuanzhu a full five Xuan Kong Platforms to transform into a bolt of lightning and speed out, once again searching for special terrain.

Seven days later, the young man found another place with unusual terrain.

Amidst swirling yellow sand and blazing sun, a crimson figure stood in the desert, sensing the underground spiritual mine, and nodded in satisfaction.

Without hesitation, they began to set up a lightning-attracting array around the area.

A array of formations flew out from his arms, and battle flags were planted into the desert. As he walked, the array patterns appeared.

The four-tiered formation—concealment, protection, attack, and lightning attraction—was deployed at an extremely rapid pace.

He sat cross-legged in the center of the formation, but did not immediately begin the tempering of his internal organs. Instead, he took out a small, dark halberd and a blue-gold iron armor from his bosom.

These two magical artifacts were spoils of war obtained after slaying powerful members of the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce, and I only had time to examine them today.

As for the corpse of the seventh-level Foundation Establishment cultivator, he placed it directly into the coffin and let the golden-armored corpse refine it.

The young man gently stroked the dark halberd with his palm, whispering to himself:
'Take control!'

In an instant, the trident disappeared and then reappeared.

Zhang Yuanzhu shook his head.

The small halberd has no special characteristics, but it is still a mid-grade spiritual weapon with considerable value.

With a flick of his wrist, the dark halberd vanished.

Then, he turned his gaze to the Azure Gold Iron Armor, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

He stretched out his palm, pulled it in front of him, and lightly tapped his five fingers together, producing a sound like metal clashing.

"It is indeed a high-grade spiritual artifact."

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered.

When facing his opponent, this lapis lazuli iron armor withstood most of his attacks.

Otherwise, that powerful figure from the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce wouldn't have been able to withstand ten punches.

Without further thought, a thought arose in my mind.

The lapis lazuli iron armor in his palm vanished.

Deep within the soul, on the green leaves of the Seven Treasures Tree, a blue-gold iron armor floats amidst the divine light of red, purple, and blue.

At the same time, the mirror surface formed by the interwoven divine light also underwent some changes.

Control: [Level 2] Azure Robe (Trait: Vajra)

"King Kong?"

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered, sensing the instincts transmitted through his body.

The five fingers slowly spread open, and a golden hue spread from the fingertips, staining the palm, carrying a feeling of indestructibility.

With his free hand extended, a thunder blade appeared in his palm.

Clasp your fingers tightly, and chop!

As the lightning flashed, the gold on his skin dimmed slightly.

'Does it protect itself with its own [properties]?'
The young man speculated.

He had seen this type of [characteristic] hardening before, and there were similarities between the two.

"not bad!"

Zhang Yuanzhu nodded, took out the Azure Gold Iron Armor, and carefully put it away.

Regardless of its characteristics, this is the highest-grade spiritual weapon in his possession, and many True Immortals of Condensation also use high-grade spiritual weapons.

Call ~
Next comes the tempering of the five internal organs!
Zhang Yuanzhu placed his arms flat on his knees, and in the blink of an eye, dark clouds appeared.

Crackling!

Golden lightning flashed in the clouds, like golden snakes slithering about, sharp and piercing.

Boom!

With a deafening roar, golden lightning crashed down.

The moment the golden lightning touched the body, it exploded and enveloped the body.

The young man's skin was as white as jade, with wisps of lightning flashing like patterns, which then slowly flowed into his body and headed towards his lungs.

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his arms, forming an ancient mudra, and his lungs began to tremble rhythmically, absorbing lightning for tempering.

After that, he spent his days cultivating his body and his nights practicing magic, immersing himself in cultivation.

Time flies like water, and looking back, it's already been a month.

Zhang Yuanzhu sat cross-legged in the desert, his body rumbling continuously, and four-colored lightning bursting from his chest.

Lightning flashed and shone brightly, revealing the majestic power of heaven, but there was a hint of disharmony in it.

"The lungs have been successfully tempered, but the kidneys are still missing."

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his hand and stroked the four-colored lightning on his chest, his eyes filled with thought.

If the kidneys are successfully tempered, one might be able to create a remarkable thunder technique.

He tapped the lightning with his fingertips, and the lightning slowly dissipated, pressing into his body.

but
Zhang Yuanzhu seemed to have thought of something, and his brows furrowed slightly.

In the past month, besides tempering his five internal organs, he has been cultivating magic, and his Tai Xu Lei Que Technique has already reached an extremely profound level.

If he were in the Qi Refining stage, he would have been able to condense spell patterns long ago, but now his dantian shows no reaction whatsoever.

"Can't you?"

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered.

However, this makes sense. If Foundation Establishment cultivators can still condense spell patterns, then the quality of their spiritual platform can be improved, and there wouldn't be so many Foundation Establishment cultivators who are trapped in low-grade spiritual platforms and can only cultivate to the sixth level of Foundation Establishment in their entire lives.

Even so, he would not give up the idea of ​​creating a killing technique; it would just be a bit more troublesome.

The cultivation of the Tai Xu Lei Que Technique is complete.

So, the next thunder magic to be practiced is the spell that comes with the "Record of Purple Lightning and Green Frost" - Thunder Dragon Nine Meteors!
This is also a remarkable spell, incredibly powerful, which he has used to kill his enemies.

Lost in thought, Zhang Yuanzhu took out a jade slip and began to look through it.

The next morning.

A streak of light shot into the sky, and Zhang Yuanzhu stood at the bow of the yellow jade boat, his hands behind his back.

Bolts of lightning flickered and twisted around him, and hoarse growls could be heard from time to time.

These roars were majestic and desolate, carrying a kind of awe-inspiring divine power.

If any living being were to look at him now, they would discover that what was moving around the young man was not lightning, but rather ferocious and terrifying lightning dragons.

Three thunder dragons coiled around him, their lightning reflecting off his crimson robe, making him appear like a celestial being or a god.

As he practiced his magic, he looked down at the deck, observing the numerous cracks in the yellow jade boat, a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

This flying boat needs to be replaced; it has no value for repair or use.

Looking up, I saw the red sun high in the sky, yellow sand rolling, and blood-red spots dotting the ground, both vivid and eerie.

"The Golden Core Bet, the Ten Battles Between Humans and Demons, what will the outcome be?"

"I'm curious!"

He didn't care about the so-called demon race opponents. Through countless battles and undefeated victories, he had already honed an invincible Dao heart.

He firmly believed that no living being in the same environment could be his match.

(End of this chapter)