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Chapter 420 Zhang Yuanzhu: Golden Core True Monarch, what have you prepared for me? (4000)

Zhang Yuanzhu lightly flicked his fingertips.

crunch~
The coffin lid was opened, revealing a crack.

In an instant, a powerful suction force emerged.

boom!
The sea of ​​blood in the void began to boil, and streams of blood, severed limbs, and white bones surged toward the coffin.

Excited roars emanated from the coffin, and the crimson blood surged even more intensely.

Fa Yan and Fa Zheng frowned slightly as they looked at the coffin floating in front of them and the increasingly violent aura inside.

"This corpse refinement may be about to advance further; be careful of backlash."

"I will pay attention."

The young man nodded.

This zombie has already been completely refined, and its intelligence has been converted by him, so it is bound to be safe.

Using the flesh and blood of the Sword Sect disciples, we can try to advance the corpse refining process.

He raised his palm and cast a series of hand seals to suppress his nature as a corpse refiner and accelerate the absorption of flesh and blood.

In an instant, the roars coming from the coffin fell silent, and only the muffled sounds of blood churning and flesh colliding echoed in the void.

It is unknown how much time passed, but the flesh, limbs, and bone fragments all disappeared.

The originally black coffin has now become a blood coffin, surrounded by a thick bloody light, exuding resentment, unwillingness, and all sorts of negative energy.

Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his eyes and looked through the gap in the coffin lid at the refined corpse soaked in the essence of flesh and blood, his smile widening.

"Once the flesh and blood have been completely devoured, the refined corpse will be able to break through the pass."

Fayan, standing to the side, clasped his hands together, bowed his head, and carefully examined the blood coffin with eyes that held a Buddha-like quality, his expression earnest.

"The fourth step of the Condensing Fiend Realm, Corpse Refining, is a level of cultivation that very few cultivators can reach."

"We still need to wait a while."

The young man waved his hand, the coffin lid closed, shrank rapidly, and disappeared into the storage space at his waist.

Then, he turned his gaze to the storage bags scattered in the void.

These are all remnants of storage devices belonging to the Sword Sect disciples; it is unknown whether they contain anything useful.

Without hesitation, Zhang Yuanzhu felt the glazed pagoda in his mind tremble slightly, and streams of spiritual consciousness surged out, sweeping towards the numerous storage bags.

Bang bang bang~
A series of restrictions flashed on the storage bag, then broke open, and spiritual sense probed in, quickly searching.

Spirit stones, medicinal herbs, and jade slips floated out and landed to the side.

Before long, his side was piled high with various spiritual items, most of which were quite ordinary and of little value.

what!
A hint of surprise flashed in the young man's eyes.

In the blink of an eye, a wooden box flew out of the blood-stained storage bag and stopped in front of him.

Zhang Yuanzhu's deep, dark eyes gazed at the wooden box, sensing the aura emanating from it.

"Evil spirit?"

A light flick of the fingertips.

Click!

The wooden box was opened, revealing a golden-white color, and a sense of solemnity surged forth, as if sharp swords were pressed against one's body.

"Cold Edge Golden Fiend!"

The legal representative, who had remained silent, gazed at the menacing aura and slowly spoke:
"Brother Dao is quite lucky. This is a unique baleful aura belonging to the Sword Sect, which is extremely precious and has always been coveted by sword cultivators."

Zhang Yuanzhu remained indifferent, extending his hand to brush against the golden-white light, feeling the cold texture on his fingertips, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.

Metallic malevolent energy is rare, but it is not the kind of malevolent energy he desires.

Crunch!

He closed the wooden box with his palm.

"This malevolent energy is of little use to me. Does any of you need it?"

The legal and legal experts standing nearby remained silent, staring at the wooden box in the young man's hand.

Such a rare and malevolent aura is enough to cause master and disciple to fight each other, and even fellow disciples to turn against each other. Now it is being given directly to someone else.

In this world, perhaps only you, Daoist, would do something like this.

Fa Yan shook her head, her red lips parted slightly:
"The evil energy I need has already been prepared by the sect."

Then, she turned her gaze to the legal system.

"When Senior Sister reached the Qi Condensation Realm, she had already made arrangements regarding the Qi energy; there's no need for further preparation."

"Brother Dao, I need the Cold Edge Golden Fiend."

Legally interrupted her speech by speaking suddenly.

For a moment, the void was silent, and Fayan clasped his hands together, remaining silent.

As for Zhang Yuanzhu, he raised his hand and tossed the wooden box into the woman's arms.

"take it."

He didn't care about the relationship between the two women, nor was he interested in finding out.

To him, they were all fellow practitioners on a long journey home.

Lost in thought, he flicked his sleeve, and piles of spirit stones and herbs vanished.

"The bedbug is dead, we should leave now, we can't keep that person waiting."

Zhang Yuanzhu's inner [trait] ability to track targets surged forth, but his senses remained fixed on the location where the target had not moved at all. His eyes were cold, carrying a chilling aura.

Fa Yan nodded, extended his palm, and gently beckoned.

huh~
The flying boat, which had been floating in the distance, sped towards us.

Take a step forward and board the Buddhist boat.

Legally holding the wooden box, he gazed at the crimson figure with a complex expression.

With a flick of his free hand, a jade slip was handed to the young man.

"This item might be useful to you, fellow Daoist."

Without waiting for a response, they boarded the boat directly.

Zhang Yuanzhu felt the jade slip in his palm, his eyes deep, and light flowed between his five fingers before the jade slip disappeared.

They took a step forward, boarded the boat, and came to the bow.

Only Fayan stood there, looking back at the youth with a gentle expression.

A gentle breeze blew, causing her Buddhist robes to flutter, and her beautiful eyes curved slightly with a smile.

"My senior sister has lofty ambitions but limited talent; I hope you will forgive her."

Zhang Yuanzhu stepped forward and stood before Fayan, his face showing helplessness:
"The path of cultivation is a matter of personal choice; why interfere too much?"

“I will remember what you have said, fellow Daoist.”

The woman nodded, then raised her head again, her eyes radiating a faint Buddhist light, and whispered:
"It's just that my senior sister has been with me since childhood, and I can't bear to see her go astray."

“I have made plans and arrangements for him. Although he has not attained the Arhatship, he is still able to reach the end of the Ning Sha realm.”

Zhang Yuanzhu stepped past the woman and arrived at the bow of the boat, gazing at the dark void.

“A lifetime of cultivation is not about following a predetermined path; that would be too boring.”

"The established path?"

Fa Yan murmured, then fell silent.

After an unknown amount of time, the boat stomped its feet lightly, and a burst of Buddhist light erupted from its hull.

Their Buddhist robes fluttered as they walked away, back to back.

"Taoism speaks of fate, Buddhism speaks of cause and effect. Heaven and earth, you and I, and all living beings are all walking on a predetermined path."

"Brother, you're too attached to appearances!"

The woman walked away, her steps faltering slightly, when a soft female voice drifted down.

"The jade slip given to us by our senior sister was found in an ancient ruin. It should be of some help to you, fellow Daoist. You can study it carefully."

As the words drifted away, her beautiful figure had already disappeared into the distance.

Zhang Yuanzhu rested one hand on the boat railing and the other on a long ruler, looking down at the mountains, rivers, and vegetation rushing past below, feeling the gentle breeze:

"It's not that I'm attached to appearances, but rather that you, fellow Daoist, are too arrogant!"

It seemed like he was talking to himself, or perhaps conversing with someone.

The three of them accompanied each other all the way. Whether it was legal talk or legal interpretation, he already knew the other's character.

There was no response; only Akakage stood alone at the bow of the ship.

He took out the jade slip that had been legally granted to him and slowly probed into it with his spiritual sense.

Boom boom~
My spiritual senses trembled, then became hazy. Two ancient characters, outlined by intricate patterns, entered my mind.

The two characters were so brilliant and dazzling, like two great suns, that just one glance was enough to fill one's heart with profound Taoist charm.

"What is this word?"

Zhang Yuanzhu's expression was solemn. He spoke only two words, yet it seemed as if he were in harmony with heaven and earth, merging with the Dao.

The eleven-story glazed pagoda in his mind trembled, and streams of spiritual consciousness burst forth, surging into the jade slip, where he focused all his efforts on comprehending it.

After an unknown amount of time, the young man slowly spoke:
"yin and yang!"

Zhang Yuanzhu's face showed a hint of helplessness; he owed someone a huge favor.

In his view, the value of these two words far surpassed that of "Cold Edge Golden Fiend," and they were crucial to his future path.

Various thoughts arise in the mind, eventually settling into one.

"First, contemplate these two words; we'll discuss everything else later."

His eyes closed, his consciousness immersed in the two words, sometimes 'seeing' the vastness of the sun, sometimes sensing the brightness of the moon.

As time passed, streaks of dark radiance and pure white light emanated from his body, intertwining and inseparable, carrying a mysterious and profound Daoist charm.

It was unclear how much time had passed before Zhang Yuanzhu finally ended his enlightenment and dispersed the Daoist aura surrounding him.

The closed eyes opened, and the blue and black light intertwined and merged, almost becoming one.

huh~
A beam of light burst forth, tearing through six hundred miles of sky before dissipating into the horizon.

“These two ‘ancient characters’ are more valuable than I imagined.”

The young man, with a solemn expression, carefully placed the jade slip into his bosom, as if afraid of damaging it.
He then sat down cross-legged and began cultivating, intending to further enhance his combat power.

Assist the Corpse Refiner in breaking through the barrier!

If one possesses a corpse refined at the fourth stage of the Qi Condensation Realm, one will be much more at ease when facing opponents.

A thought came to my mind.

A pitch-black coffin flew out of the storage bag and landed on the deck.

Zhang Yuanzhu raised his arms and formed a hand seal.

Waaah~ Hehe~
Amidst the wailing and howling of ghosts, wisps of blood mist dissipated, only to be compressed back into the coffin.

At the same time, the seals changed, and endless resentment, hatred, and unwillingness rose up, while the cries and wails became increasingly sinister and eerie.

The young man seemed unaware that streaks of dark light were descending from his eyes and converging towards the coffin.

Time passed second by second, and the commotion from the bow-mounted altar grew louder and louder, emanating an increasingly powerful aura.

A day has passed!
Seven days have passed!
Ten days have passed!!!

Half a month later, the crimson figure, who had been sitting cross-legged at the bow of the boat, finally lowered his arms and looked at the coffin, which had turned black again.

A slight smile played on his lips, a look of pleasure on his face.

The corpse refiner has absorbed all the essence of flesh and blood, enough to attempt to break through the barrier.

Just then, crisp footsteps came from not far away.

Two beautiful figures arrived side by side, standing beside Zhang Yuanzhu.

Following the young man's gaze, Fa Yan looked at the black coffin, clasped her hands together, and slightly parted her red lips:

"We're almost there!"

Zhang Yuanzhu's expression remained unchanged. He stood up, his double pupils as deep and unfathomable as he gazed eastward, sensing the distance between himself and that person.

"She still did not escape the last 90,000 miles of land."

"interesting!"

He didn't know what tricks or plans the Golden Core True Monarch of Qingyangzhai had left behind, which made that Holy Maiden so confident.

However, increasing one's own strength is always the right thing to do.

"Just keep moving forward normally, I'll take care of everything."

The voice was calm yet firm!
In an instant, the turbulent emotions in the two women's hearts were calmed.

Yes! With Brother Dao here, they will always overcome one obstacle after another.

This was true in Wuliang Palace, in Yushen Plain, on Qingmu Mountain, and it will be no exception in Chuanyuan Secret Realm.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yuanzhu focused his gaze on the black coffin, reached out his hand, and waved it casually.

Crunch!

The coffin lid opened, and a corpse draped in a black robe sat up cross-legged.

Its scarlet eyes gazed at the crimson shadow.

"let's start."

Zhang Yuanzhu spoke, his five fingers shifting and transforming into an ancient hand seal.

roar~
The corpse-refining creature roared to the sky, unleashing its full power.

In an instant, bursts of crimson light erupted, shooting straight into the sky, shattering the clouds, and spreading across the mountains and rivers.

Within the dantian, atop the nine-layered spiritual platform, the intertwined chains began to contract until they disappeared completely.

At this moment, the crimson aura covering part of the spiritual platform spread downwards, with laws and aura intertwining to continuously nourish the spiritual platform and then impact downwards.

At the same time, the corpse energy surged within his body, and the blood on his skin became increasingly crimson, spreading to other parts of his body.

Time ticked by, and the malevolent energy covered the six layers of the spiritual platform, spreading downwards, yet it could not advance even a fraction of an inch.

boom! boom! boom!
The malevolent energy surged, the corpse energy boiled, and the laws that had been comprehended through instinct over the long years began to deepen.

It surged downwards again and again, tumbling and roaring once more.

A cup of tea!

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

The sound of shackles tearing echoed from within the corpse, and wisps of malevolent energy spread downwards and outwards.

The corpse energy and malevolent energy began to rise rapidly at this moment, leaping towards a higher level.

The blood-red patterns on the surface of the corpse were also spread more quickly, staining the body.

After an unknown amount of time, the corpse's surface turned completely blood-red, appearing ferocious and eerie.

Zhang Yuanzhu extended his palm, his knuckles slightly bent, and gently tapped the refining corpse.

Dangdang~
The sound of metal clashing echoed through the sky.

The young man smiled.

"Success!"

Having broken through the barriers of the Corpse Refining Sect and cultivated to the fourth step of Condensing Evil, one will undoubtedly be more composed in the face of various situations.

Fa Yan, standing to the side, curved her red lips and chuckled softly:
"It is indeed the fourth step of the Corpse Refining stage of Qi Condensation. Congratulations, fellow Daoist, for adding another combatant."

The legally recognized person nodded.

Among the major Dao lineages, a True Person at the Condensing Fiend Realm is already considered a high-level individual, and a True Person at the fourth step of the Condensing Fiend Realm is enough to form the foundation of a sect.

"Ultimately, it's just an external force; it can only be used temporarily."

Zhang Yuanzhu stretched out his knuckles and lightly touched the corpse with his five fingers, and lines formed, spreading inward.

The blood-soaked corpse struggled, but ultimately offered no resistance.

Chains formed from his dantian, rapidly spreading upwards and tightly binding the nine-layered spiritual platform.

The young man nodded in satisfaction.

In this way, the corpse can be considered truly subdued and transformed into combat power.

Next is
Now we're facing the true power of Qingyangzhai Zhenjun!
The opponent must have expended a great deal of effort to force them into a secret realm, which must have meant they left behind a contingency plan to ensure the success of their scheme.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood at the bow of the ship, his robes fluttering in the wind, his eyes burning with fierce fighting spirit, like two great suns embedded within them.

It's so exhilarating to fight against heaven, against earth, and against man!
With a flick of his robes, the blood-soaked corpse returned to the coffin, lay down, and closed the lid himself.

The coffin shrank rapidly and disappeared into the storage bag.

A jade bracelet of emerald green appeared on her wrist, emitting a faint jade glow.

With a flick of his wrist, the Spirit Flute appeared in his palm, which he then placed in his bosom.

Deep within the soul, the Seven Treasures Tree sways, and amidst the flowing three-colored divine light, the [Characteristics] are replaced with: Breaking a Thousand Laws, Substitute Death, Supporting the Sky, and Shaking the Earth.

Conquest and protection—everything is ready.

"Let me see what you've prepared for me."

Zhang Yuanzhu lightly gripped the Measuring Ruler with his five fingers, and his magical power surged forth, flowing into the flying boat.

In an instant, the flying boat traversed the sky, speeding eastward.

(End of this chapter)