Daqin Zhentiansi

Zhang Yuan sat cross-legged in the quiet room prepared for him by the giant ape clan on Nuyan Peak, his mind sinking into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The profound meaning of the "Chaotic Demon Ape Scripture" recorded on the ancient stele in the Ancestral Ape Cave is as clear as a brand.

This is not a simple cultivation method, but a supreme method of tracing back to one's origins and ancestors. Its core lies in condensing one's bloodline and tracing back to the ancestral true power of the ancient divine beast, the Mountain-Moving Giant Ape, in order to reshape the foundation of one's physical body.

"So that's how it is..." Zhang Yuan realized, "This is not only the key to inheriting the bloodline of divine beasts, but also one of the starting points for proving the Dao through strength and forging an unparalleled martial body in the world."

This method directly points to the origin of the physical body, and surprisingly, it subtly aligns with the true meaning of martial arts that he comprehended from the myriad cultivation traditions of the Great Qin Dynasty.

He did not rush to have Yan Feng teach the giant apes of the tribe to cultivate, but instead used himself as a furnace to try it out first.

He activated the profound meaning of the "Mixed World Demon Ape Scripture," drawing upon the primordial chaos and the power of the Nine Heavens within his body, while simultaneously activating the "Heavenly Gang Refining Form Method" and the "Great Qin Origin Dao Scripture," which had been refined to the thirteenth level.

In an instant, the quiet room roared, as if ancient gods and demons were howling.

His blood and qi surged like a reversed celestial river, his muscles and bones resonated with a golden sound, and dark golden ancient runes appeared beneath his skin, as if primordial energy was emanating from the depths of his flesh and blood.

His physical body, tempered and refined through the ultimate fusion of the bloodline condensation method and the martial arts of the Great Qin Dynasty, began a fundamental transformation.

Several days later, Zhang Yuan emerged from seclusion. His aura was extremely restrained, yet it contained a profound and immortal meaning that was awe-inspiring.

He summoned Yan Feng, whose bloodline had awakened and whose strength had surged, to spar with him.

Zhang Yuan stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the Nuyan Peak martial arts arena, his aura as deep and solid as an ancient mountain.

At this moment, the young patriarch of the giant ape clan had awakened his bloodline, and his body swelled to three zhang in size. Beneath his dark golden hair, his muscles bulged like dragons, and his powerful blood and qi surged like a furnace.

Yan Feng let out a low roar, and the Xuanxing Zhenyue Staff, carrying the force of wind and thunder, crashed down fiercely!
When the ultimate technique of "Hun Yuan Po Shan Gun" was pushed to its limit, countless staff shadows condensed into a hundred-zhang-tall phantom mountain. The air was compressed, producing a piercing explosion, and the ground rock layers could not withstand the residual force and cracked inch by inch.

The giant apes watching from afar held their breath, watching this scene with bated breath.

Our young clan leader's strength has reached this level!
With a long staff pointing at his head, Zhang Yuan simply raised his eyes indifferently.

He casually pressed his right palm forward, and the dark gold runes flowing in his palm glowed slightly.

The massive, towering peak, powerful enough to split the earth and cleave mountains, seemed to have crashed into an invisible swamp!
The violent power was drawn in, divided, and annihilated by the chaotic god-demon's body. With a slight turn of his wrist, the mountain phantom suddenly veered off course and crashed into the open space to the side, causing the earth to shake and rocks to fly into the sky!
Yan Feng's tiger eyes were bloodshot, his arms were bulging with muscles, and he swung his staff with all his might, the wind from the staff tearing through space and emitting a shrill shriek like a ghost's wail.

Instead of retreating, Zhang Yuan advanced, flicking his finger to meet the devastating force of the staff—

"clang--!!!"

The sound of metal clashing resounded through the sky!

The Xuanxing Zhenyue Staff was struck as if by an ancient star, and terrifying shockwaves exploded along the staff.

Yan Feng's arms trembled violently, and his tiger's mouth split open instantly, blood soaking through the handle of the stick.

The giant club, passed down for thousands of years, wailed as it flew out of my hand, transforming into a shooting star that pierced deep into the distant cliff face, leaving only half of the club's end vibrating violently!

As the smoke and dust cleared, Zhang Yuan's blue robe remained intact, and a primordial aura emanated from his body.

Yan Feng knelt on the ground, looking at his blood-soaked hands, then at the imposing figure, his eyes filled with horror and awe.

This is no longer a friendly competition, but rather a divine or demonic gaze upon the mortal realm!

"Master, you, you're too strong..."

Yan Feng's eyes were filled with reverence as he looked at Zhang Yuan in front of him and murmured to himself.

He knows how strong he is now.

It's at least ten times what it used to be!
But when facing Zhang Yuan, he couldn't even withstand a single blow!
Zhang Yuan stood still, feeling the Great Qin Heavenly Dao quietly merging into heaven and earth, and nodded calmly.

During this period of seclusion and sparring, Zhang Yuan not only initially integrated the "Mixed World Demon Ape Scripture" into his own martial arts system, but also took this opportunity to make further breakthroughs in the core techniques that he had previously deduced to the thirteenth level.

In the "Great Qin Origin Dao Scripture," the golden pearl of the Great Dao within the sea of ​​consciousness shone brightly, and the phantom of the primordial divine beast that appeared on it became more solid. The insights gained from each battle and reincarnation were transformed into pure Dao principles and integrated into the true essence.

The quality of the True Essence has risen again, and the Chaotic True Meaning it contains has become even more profound, faintly touching the edge of the "Chaotic Realm" of the origin of heaven and earth.

The "Heavenly Gang Refining Form Method" has reached the pinnacle of power, where the pure power contained in every gesture is beyond description, as if it could crush stars.

His physical strength underwent a qualitative leap, breaking through the limit above the Nine Heavens. His flesh, bones, and internal organs were all tempered to an incredible degree. The dark gold runes were restrained, exuding a charm that was indestructible and eternal.

Zhang Yuan clearly sensed that this was the prototype of the legendary Chaos God and Demon Body!

Such a physical body cannot be measured by mere realm. Even among the mythical beasts of the primordial era, only those with the most elite bloodlines can possess it. Venerable cultivators are even rarer in their ability to temper their physical bodies to such an immortal and indestructible state.

With this body alone, he could withstand the attacks of ordinary Venerables without being defeated.

The "Mysterious Jade Returning to Truth Technique" has made the Mysterious Jade Returning to Truth Seal even more refined. Its inner space seems to be evolving into the scene of the primordial chaos, and its defensive and suppressive power has surged. Its control over the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is as smooth as an extension of its own arm.

The scope and efficiency of the "Guiding Qi to Profound Realm" technique have increased dramatically. The spiritual energy within a radius of a hundred miles spontaneously converges on the body like rivers flowing into the sea, and the speed at which it replenishes its energy far exceeds that of other practitioners of the same level.

At this moment, Zhang Yuan's overall combat strength has surpassed the Great Sage level, and he has firmly stood on the threshold of the Venerable Realm!
In particular, his newly formed chaotic god-demon body endowed him with terrifying power to confront higher-level forces.

After finishing his business, Zhang Yuan gave orders to Yan Feng and the Giant Ape Clan: "Your bloodlines have been awakened. Diligently cultivate the 'World-Conquering Demon Ape Scripture' to solidify your foundation. Take the prepared medicinal herbs and go to the Demon Eagle Clan's encampment to wait. I will arrive shortly afterward to refine Blood Marrow Rejuvenation Pills for you."

The giant ape clan leaders, including Yan Feng, respectfully accepted the order, their eyes filled with fervor and gratitude.

Zhang Yuan then returned alone to Xuanyu Temple to report back.

The moment they entered the temple, the news spread like wildfire.

The disciples spread the news excitedly, their faces filled with surprise and reverence.

His previous illustrious reputation, including his preaching and enlightening Jinli at Xuanyu Cliff and his single-handedly annihilating the Ghost-Faced Spider Clan and the Blackwater Xuan Snake Elder Xuan Yue in the Dark Swamp, had already made him a figure of great prestige within the temple.

Many neutral or even previously estranged garrison commanders stepped forward to express their warm and respectful welcome.

However, Zhang Yuan keenly sensed something was amiss; Qing Xuanzi had not yet returned.

Upon inquiring, it was learned that the abbot, Xuan Chengzi, led a group to mediate the conflict between the Crimson Scale Python Clan and the Black Armored Crocodile Clan in the lower reaches of the Chensha River. It was said that the fighting there was fierce and the battle had been ongoing for some time.

Upon hearing the news, Acting Abbot Zhao Kun rushed to the main hall, a fake smile plastered on his face: "Junior Brother Zhang's triumphant return has brought honor to our temple, a truly fortunate event for the temple! The Ghost-Faced Spider Clan's venomous fangs were causing havoc in the area, and Junior Brother's swift and decisive actions in eliminating them are a great relief!"

He changed the subject, feigning regret, "However... alas, I am merely acting as the acting administrator, and I have no valuable treasures like the Heavenly Merit Token to bestow as rewards. But..."

As Zhao Kun spoke, he took out a tattered book from his bosom, dark red in color, seemingly ancient but with a faint aura, and handed it to Zhang Yuan: "This is a fire-type fragment that I, your foolish brother, obtained by chance in my early years, called the 'Burning Heaven Creation Scripture'."

"Although only the first two levels remain, and they are incomplete and their power is limited, making them useless to most cultivators, some of the fire control essence may be of some benefit to you, junior brother. Consider this a small token of my appreciation as a reward for this mission." A barely perceptible hint of apprehension and killing intent flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Zhang Yuan was perfectly aware that Zhao Kun's actions were merely an attempt to humiliate him, use trash as an excuse, and test him at the same time.

His expression remained calm and composed. He neither declined nor expressed gratitude, but simply said, "In that case, thank you, Senior Brother Zhao."

After saying that, he reached out and took the tattered scripture.

As Zhang Yuan turned to leave, Zhao Kun stared at his back, the smile on his face vanishing instantly, replaced by a chilling, sinister look. His fist clenched tightly in his sleeve, his nails almost digging into his flesh.

Back in the quiet room, Zhang Yuan casually opened the incomplete copy of the "Burning Heaven Creation Scripture".

Just as Zhao Kun said, the content was severely incomplete, with only two basic techniques remaining, and many key parts were deleted, altered, or omitted. Its power was mediocre, even inferior to the basic fire technique in the temple.

However, when Zhang Yuan used the golden pearl of the Great Dao in his sea of ​​consciousness to reflect the light and used the Thirteen Techniques of Destiny to deduce it, a trace of the almost annihilated, ancient, and intense Dao rhythm deep within the fragment was instantly captured!
"What a profound source of fire!"

Zhang Yuan's eyes flashed with a sharp light.

The foundation of this incomplete manual is even more magnificent and domineering than all the Heavenly Palace techniques he has ever deduced!
He immediately immersed himself in it, the chaotic true essence flowed, the golden pearl of the Great Dao shone endlessly, and the Thirteen Derivation Techniques of Destiny were frantically deduced and completed.

Countless profound mysteries about the destruction, creation, and nirvana of fire collided and recombined in the sea of ​​consciousness.

After several days and nights without rest, the tattered "Burning Heaven Creation Scripture" with only two layers was reborn in Zhang Yuan's hands!

He forcefully deduced, completed, and sublimated it to the thirteenth level of perfection!
Each level of the deduction is like being in a different fiery purgatory, fighting against fire-elemental divine birds such as the Golden Crow, Vermilion Bird, and Bifang, and finally fusing the essence of all fires into one furnace.

After completing the deduction, Zhang Yuan did not try to do more, but directly began to cultivate the newly created "Burning Heaven Creation Scripture".

With the foundation of its chaotic god-demon body and the inclusiveness of its chaotic true essence, the first nine levels were almost a natural progression.

When he cultivated to the ninth level, strange phenomena suddenly appeared around his body!

The temperature inside the quiet room rose sharply, and the space seemed to be melted and distorted.

With a thought, a pair of enormous fiery wings made of pure golden divine flames suddenly unfurled from his back. With a gentle flap, a scorching gale swept out, containing terrifying power capable of burning mountains and boiling seas.

The flames dancing at his fingertips changed color from crimson to pure gold, and then to a deep dark purple. Their temperature and purity reached an astonishing level, far surpassing any flames he had used in alchemy before.

"With this divine fire, the chances of refining Blood Marrow Rejuvenation Pill, or even higher-grade pills, are much greater."

Looking at the wisp of dark purple flame in his palm that seemed capable of burning away the void, Zhang Yuan's lips curled into a satisfied smile.

Zhao Kun intended to humiliate him with trash, but unintentionally delivered a crucial stepping stone to a great treasure. This fire technique would surely become another powerful tool for him in alchemy and combat.

He extinguished his flames and turned his gaze toward Blackwind Gorge. It was time to fulfill his promise to the Giant Ape Clan and the Iron Feather Eagle Clan.

Deep within the Xuanyu Temple, in the quiet room of Acting Abbot Zhao Kun.

He held a communication jade talisman between his fingers, infusing it with a wisp of cold divine thought. The talisman then transformed into a stream of light, silently disappearing into the void, heading straight for the core territory of the Blackwater Serpent Clan of the Sunken Sand River.

"Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yuan..." Zhao Kun stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the gloomy sky outside the window, a cold smile curving his lips, his whisper echoing in the quiet room.

"I had intended to let you live a few more days, but you sought your own death by daring to kill Xuan Yue and offend the Celestials... In that case, I will use the vengeful fury of the Blackwater Serpent to send you on your final journey."

……

Outside Black Wind Gorge lies a valley with open terrain and relatively stable spiritual energy.

The enormous "Nine Apertures Profound Cauldron" floated in mid-air, with no ordinary fire below it, only Zhang Yuan sitting cross-legged.

His eyes were closed, and his aura was as deep and stagnant as an abyss. Behind him, a pair of huge flame wings made of pure golden divine flames silently spread out. With each slight flap, the surrounding space was slightly distorted, emitting a terrifying heat that could burn mountains and boil seas.

At this moment, he pressed his palms against the cauldron, and what burst forth from his palms was not an ordinary flame, but a dark purple primordial divine fire condensed after cultivating the Heaven-Burning Creation Scripture to the ninth level!
The flames were deep in color, containing terrifying laws of destruction and creation intertwined within them. Their temperature was so high that even the void was scorched and rippled.

Under the licking of the divine fire, the medicine cauldron turned completely crimson, and the mysterious runes on its surface were fully illuminated, flowing endlessly like living things, emitting a deep hum.

Inside the cauldron, with the Earth Vein Blood Bodhi as its core and supplemented with thirty-six rare medicinal herbs, it is undergoing a tremendous transformation under the tempering of dark purple divine fire.

The abundant life essence and ferocious bloodlust were forcibly stripped, tempered, and fused by the divine fire. The impurities turned into wisps of black smoke that escaped from the gaps in the cauldron lid and were instantly incinerated by the divine fire.

An increasingly rich and pure fragrance began to permeate the entire valley.

This fragrance is no ordinary elixir fragrance; it seems to contain the purest life essence and bloodline power, making one's blood boil and spirits soar, as if the dormant blood within one's body is cheering and leaping with joy.

On both sides of the valley, Yan Feng led dozens of elite giant ape warriors with powerful auras and mountain-like physiques, standing like rocks. Their dark golden fur shimmered with a metallic luster under the divine fire, and their eyes were fixed on the alchemy cauldron and the figure that controlled the divine fire with fanaticism and piety.

On the other side, Tie Tang, the Great Elder of the Iron Feather Eagle Clan, was still dressed in a black robe as a middle-aged man, but his aura was as deep as the sea, showing that he was a Venerable.

His gaze was sharp as lightning, fixed on the alchemy cauldron, occasionally glancing at the giant ape warriors guarding it, a hint of barely perceptible amazement flashing in his eyes.

Although the powerful figures of the two races were positioned on opposite sides, they formed a silent understanding and alliance, jointly protecting the core area.

The valley was silent, except for the hum of the cauldron, the sound of the divine fire burning, and the suppressed yet expectant breathing of the crowd.

Each time the hum of the cauldron intensified, and each time the exotic fragrance suddenly became richer, it caused a violent fluctuation in the eyes of the warriors of both races, and their clenched fists betrayed their inner excitement.

They seemed to see a path to the heavens, a path to the return of their bloodline to their ancestral form and the rise of their race, right before their eyes!

Time passed in anxious yet hopeful anticipation.

at last!

A clear and resonant cry, like the roar of a dragon and the cry of a phoenix, emanated from within the cauldron!
The Nine Apertures Profound Cauldron trembled violently, and ten thousand rays of light, as red as blood yet containing a sacred golden glow, gushed out from the gaps in the cauldron lid, shooting straight into the sky and dyeing the dark clouds above Black Wind Gorge into a magnificent rosy hue!
The rich, almost overwhelming fragrance of the elixir instantly filled the world, and even a single breath made one feel as if their cultivation had improved!
"The pill is done!"

Tie Tang and Yan Feng roared almost simultaneously, their eyes bursting with uncontrollable ecstasy!

All the warriors who were guarding the area couldn't help but take a step forward, their hearts surging with emotion!

At this crucial moment when the elixir was completed and the clouds were rising, a moment eagerly anticipated by all—

"His-!!!"

A sharp screech filled with endless resentment and greed tore through the sky, like a curse from the deepest hell!

Several thick, ink-like black streaks, exuding a terrifying stench and corrosive aura, shot out from the shadows of the valley from all directions, like poisonous dragons tearing through space, their target the Nine Apertures Profound Cauldron suspended in mid-air!
"Blackwater Serpent! How dare you!"

Yan Feng and Tie Tang reacted with lightning speed, their roars shaking the heavens! (End of Chapter)