Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 681 The Coffin Appears, the Assessment and Treasure Competition (6000-word long chapter)
"Buzz!"

The old man in the yellow robe lightly tapped his index finger, and more than ten spiritual objects flew out and hovered above the altar.
His gaze fell, coldly and mercilessly sweeping over Xu Qingshe, as if weighing Xu Qingshe's value.

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A few moments.

With his gaze withdrawn, a glint appeared in the old man's eyes, and he spoke mechanically and stiffly.

"Those who possess the Qingmu Palace Daoist scriptures and the Qingmu edict may participate in the examination."

The one who ultimately passes will become a successor of the Green Wood Palace, inheriting past karma and reopening the lineage.

"The one holding the Aoki Imperial Decree, step forward!"

After recovering from the shock of the old man in the yellow robe, Xu Qingshe bowed and tentatively opened his mouth.

"Disciple greets Senior!"

"The one holding the Aoki Imperial Decree, step forward!"

"The one holding the Aoki Imperial Decree, step forward!"

"The one holding the Aoki Imperial Decree, step forward!"

An invisible wave reverberated from the cave, spreading in all directions and connecting with the mysterious energy within the Burial Soul Abyss.

The old man in the yellow robe kept repeating himself like a mechanical puppet, showing no response to Xu Qingshe's questions.

"Is it a spirit array?"

Fang Yi seemed to be deep in thought. In his divine sense, he saw that the old man in the yellow robe was devoid of energy and life, yet he was faintly connected to the cave's formation.

The cultivation world is full of rare treasures and techniques, and many talented people emerge. There are always great masters who pass on their knowledge to the sect and have developed their own array spirit techniques to deal with the sect's many complicated matters.

Xu Qingshe's divine sense surged forth, easily piercing through the illusory image of the old man in yellow robes without the slightest reaction.

He breathed a sigh of relief. "It really is a spirit array."

"Senior Brother Fang, let me retrieve the spiritual object for you to repay your kindness in healing and protecting me!"

Xu Qingshe's aura was fierce and vigorous, like a lion surveying its territory.

The Fire Dao Golden Elixir is a top-tier cultivation technique passed down through generations: the Heaven and Earth Furnace Method.

Several months ago, he refined the third-tier Liuzhen Treasure Flame that Xuanyang Mountain had sent as compensation, and his foundation was already extremely solid.

Even a thousand years ago, among the Core Formation Realm cultivators of the Green Wood Palace, he was the most outstanding prodigy.

I do not refuse to compete with other masters of the same level.

"Buzz!"

The heavens and earth were like a furnace, their spiritual light shining brightly. Xu Qingshe's robes fluttered in the wind, his black hair unbound, exuding confidence and high spirits.

He stepped forward with his boots raised, his aura soaring, transforming into a rising crimson sun that descended upon the altar.

'This kid encountered a top-grade magic weapon after he formed his core, and was bullied by the powerful, suffering serious injuries.'

It's good to let this anger out after holding it in for so long.

Within the bronze ring, 'Old Chen's' eyes gleamed with admiration. The successor he had chosen was not only of excellent character but also of pure and kind nature.

His Dao heart and perseverance are also outstanding. The only thing he lacked was his spiritual root aptitude, but he overcame this deficiency by using the [Heaven and Earth Furnace Method] to refine spiritual flames and precious fires in round after round.

The old man in the yellow robe had a bright blue light shining from his eyes. With a grab of his five fingers, he used his magic to draw out a majestic rune.

"call out!"

The dark stone mirror sped out of the mist, its body carved with wooden peach patterns, exuding an ancient and grand air.

"Buzz!"

The stone mirror reflected Xu Qingshe's tall and slender figure, exuding confidence, and a vague aura.

The old man in the yellow robe was cold and ruthless, like a wooden or stone puppet, and continued to speak.

"The one holding the Aoki Imperial Decree, step forward!"

"The one holding the Aoki Imperial Decree, step forward!"

"Buzz!"

A silvery light rippled through the void, outlining an exquisite little teleportation array.

A figure stumbled and fell onto the altar.

"Xu Qingshe of Xuanyang Mountain?" The figure was seven feet tall, with triangular eyes, a pale gray face, and wore a ghostly robe. Surrounded by yin energy, it had no human presence and could be mistaken for a vengeful ghost.

"And Fang Yi, the leader of the Xuan Yang Sect?"

Sensing Fang Yi and Xu Qingshe's seven precepts, his eyes and expression became wary.

"One is a Core Formation cultivator, and the other is a Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivator?"

Fang Yi raised an eyebrow slightly. Upon sensing the appearance of the cultivator, he concealed his aura, appearing harmless.

"Another Qingmu decree?"

He stared at the figure's waist, where a belt embroidered with skull patterns, inlaid with bone jade, and hung with a white-glowing "Azure Edict".

He seemed to be deep in thought, then recognized the person and his lips moved.

"Junior Brother Xu, be careful. This is the White Bone Sect's coffin, belonging to a True Immortal who has accumulated the Golden Core over many years."

Most of them came here because of the spread of the demonic tradition of Sudu Mountain; the White Bone Sect, taking advantage of the beast tide, gained enormous benefits.

Huai Guanzi's forehead was covered with wrinkles, and his face had a strange expression.

The leader of the White Bone Sect was worried that, with sects like the Azure Water Pavilion and Xuan Yang Mountain eyeing him, Gray Crow would not be able to protect his vast territory.

Especially at Xuan Yang Mountain, there are four Core Formation Real Persons and a third-tier demon pet guarding the area.

With the beast tide receding, the ancient city of Dadu no longer values ​​Core Formation cultivators as much as before.

Xuan Yang Mountain was able to unite with the White Bone Sect and the Hehuan Sect to drive out the siege of Tian Dao Dock.

Why not swallow up the White Bone Sect's profits?
Huai Guanzi came to Sudu Mountain to provide support, and Dadu Ancient City made its appearance. Together with Hui Yazi, they intimidated Hu Lei, Yu Zhu, Jiu Qu, and other mid-stage Core Formation True Persons. They also came to the Burial Soul Abyss to search for treasures.

Even though the Nascent Soul Sect, Qingmu Palace, has been defunct for a thousand years, any Core Formation cultivator who comes to Sudu Mountain will still visit the Burial Soul Abyss Ruins.

Unexpectedly, there was a pleasant surprise.
"Tier 3 Mid-grade Hibiscus Wood, Tier 3 Mid-grade Azure Soul Jade, Tier 3 Mid-grade Bloodstained Wood, Tier 3 Mid-grade Golden Silk Charcoal"

His divine sense swept around the altar, and the joy in his eyes grew stronger.

Until the center of the cave, a tall and vigorous ancient tree rises to the sky, its canopy spreading out in waves of bluish-gray.

As the ancient tree came into view, he was deeply shaken and murmured to himself.

"A fourth-tier spirit item?"

Greed welled up within him, and his triangular eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Third-tier spiritual creatures are extremely rare in the Great Cloud Immortal Cultivation World, yet this cave contains a fourth-tier spiritual creature!

If one obtains this treasure and refines it using the secret methods of the White Bone Sect, it will become another treasure that protects the sect.

At that time, he might be able to refine the position of sect leader into the White Bone Demon God and take control of the White Bone Sect.

"Jie! Jie! Jie!"

With a sinister laugh, Huai Guanzi did not hesitate for a moment and patted the corpse bag at his waist.

The gloomy, yin energy transformed into spiritual clouds, and a white skeletal demon god was summoned.

The demon god had a sinister face, held a bone spear, and exuded a chilling aura that was terrifying.

"A third-tier, low-grade White Bone Demon God?" Xu Qingshe frowned slightly. The most troublesome aspect of the White Bone Sect's True Person was precisely this.

Almost every White Bone Sect True Person who can advance to the Core Formation Realm possesses a third-tier White Bone Demon God refined from a fellow disciple.

Alternatively, without a third-tier White Bone Demon God, it is almost impossible for a White Bone Sect cultivator to advance to the third tier.

One of the White Bone Sect's Core Formation True Persons is almost equivalent to two cultivators of the same level.

Even if one were to advance a minor realm, a True Person of the White Bone Sect would be able to protect themselves.

Among the various sects of the Great Cloud Sect, the White Bone Sect is the most ruthless in its internal strife due to its two lineages: the White Bone Demon God Technique and the Crimson White Bone Path.

However, in terms of inherent strength and combat power, they are second only to Xuan Yang Mountain and Bi Shui Pavilion, making them the most feared.

Aside from the successive leaders of the White Bone Sect, no one in the Great Cloud Cultivation World knows just how much secrets are hidden within the White Bone Sect's mountain gate and beneath the great tomb.

"die!"

The White Bone Demon God stepped on dark clouds, strode down from the platform, and reached out to grab Fang Yi with his five fingers radiating a chilling aura.

Behind the coffin-shaped artifact, a tombstone-shaped magical treasure appeared, emitting gray spiritual light and blocking Xu Qingshe's path.

"Such a great opportunity should be enjoyed by me alone!"
"Xu Qingshe, if you still want Fang Yi's life, leave behind the Azure Wood Edict!"

The coffin-bearer's eyes were filled with malice.

He never imagined that the [Azure Wood Edict], which had been left unattended in the secret vault, was actually related to the inheritance of the Azure Wood Palace.

That's a major sect of Nascent Soul cultivators, the number one power in the Great Cloud Kingdom with a fourth-order inheritance.

Thinking of the benefits of the Green Wood Palace's legacy, his heart burned with excitement, and his heart pounded faster.

Seeing that Xu Qingshe remained silent and had a strange expression, he threatened her.

"Fang Yi is the head of Xuan Yang Mountain and the core of the Ancestral Hall lineage."

If we were to perish while traveling together, Xu Qingshe, how would you explain it to the sect?
"If you step back and leave this secret realm, I will spare Fang Yi's life!"

"Fellow Daoist Huai Guanzi has a good idea, doesn't he?" Xu Qingshe sensed Fang Yi and, without realizing it, once again concealed his cultivation level as Foundation Establishment.

He smiled inwardly, thinking to himself that his senior brother was a steady and reliable person.

But when the time comes to strike, he can be incredibly ruthless, taking out a third-tier white bone demon god.
Xu Qingshe condensed fire spirit energy in his hand, transforming it into a crimson fire lotus, which swayed and blasted towards the coffin.

"If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences!" Huai Guanzi said in a sinister tone, his eyelids drooping.

"A cultivator who has only recently condensed his core and whose foundation is not yet solid."

A sect leader who had reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment realm, yet failed to break through the barrier and was on the verge of failing to form his core.

Since you're so clueless, I happen to be a little short on funds.

A Core Formation cultivator possesses a robust physique, though not as robust as a third-tier demonic beast. Compared to a third-tier alchemist and a third-tier pharmacist, their wealth must be considerable.

"Buzz!"

The towering Corpse Stele trembled slightly, surrounded by the aura of Yin Corpses and numerous ghostly shadows, pressing down upon the Fire Lotus.

"Boom!"

Flames burst forth, heat waves surged, and fiery lotuses exploded, transforming into large, crimson hands with distinct joints that slammed down.

"bump!"

The crimson aura clashed violently with the aura of the Yin Corpse.

A few breaths later, a wisp of gilded flame appeared within the crimson spiritual light, continuously melting the corpse energy.

The Corpse Stele Dharma Baby's light was dim and its energy weak, and it was forced back by the crimson spiritual light.

"To have such a foundation so soon after condensing the core? What kind of core does Xu Qingshe possess?"
A top-notch true elixir?
Or should we go a step further?

Huai Guanzi's expression was solemn, and his heart was filled with reverence.

He was at the third level of Core Formation. If it weren't for bad luck and unfavorable opportunities, he would have entered the middle stage of Core Formation half a century ago.

Now, he has been overwhelmed by a junior who has only recently formed his core.

Once the White Bone Demon God captures Fang Yi, and we have a hostage in hand, we have no doubt that Xu Qingshe will back down.

Because of his own selfishness, he caused the death of the sect leader.

Given Tianque Laoguai's temperament, he would absolutely not tolerate this.
A legal contract must be signed to ensure that the matter of the fourth-tier spiritual object is not leaked.

"Fortunately, Fang Yi is still here, so Xu Qingshe is not alone."

As Huai Guanzi pondered, he sensed that Fang Yi's robes were empty, and he had not brought any third-tier spirit pets with him.

"Capture Fang Yi alive, so that Xu Qingshe will be hesitant to act rashly!"

Below the altar, they gazed upon the skeletal demon god, whose aura was fierce and whose sinister presence was shrouded in gloom.

Fang Yi showed no fear; instead, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"Good stuff," he murmured to himself. "A top-grade bone artifact, a precious material for refining puppets."

Whether it was used to refine Senior Brother Gu using the puppet technique, or to refine the Blood Spring Coffin with Chi Yin;

Or perhaps they would be perfect for creating a corpse-path spirit puppet.

A great opportunity delivered right to your door—we can't let it go to waste.

Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Yi waved his sleeves, and the Void Realm's Withering and Flourishing Banner swayed behind him.

"disease!"

On the delicate human skin banner, the azure light flowed, transforming into dozens of brown chains that shot out.

"magic weapon?
"It doesn't matter. For a Foundation Establishment cultivator to activate a magic weapon is like a child wielding a hammer—how much power can they possibly unleash?"

"Boom!" The White Bone Demon God unleashed a punch, and just as Huai Guanzi had predicted, the brown chains were shattered and disintegrated.

He was disdainful, so he firmly bound his divine sense to Xu Qingshe and stood in front of the altar.

Xu Qingshe made him wary because they were both Core Formation cultivators.

"Xu Qingshe, are you really not afraid of Fang Yi's death?"

"Death?" Xu Qingshe's lips curled up even higher as he sensed the emerging magical power of the green wood beneath the altar, clearly indicating that the white bone demon puppet had fallen into a trap.

He couldn't help but chuckle out loud.

"Senior Brother Fang's life or death? Just relying on a third-tier low-grade White Bone Demon God?"

It's really a big joke in the world!

Even if you were to turn to ashes, Senior Brother Fang would be completely unharmed, without a scratch.

"Senior brother?"
Xu Qingshe, a Core Formation True Person and a third-level Alchemist, calls Fang Yi "Senior Brother"?

Feeling Xu Qingshe's undisguised mockery and Fang Yi's respect, Huai Guanzi's ashen face turned extremely ugly.

"not good!"

"late!"

Seeing that the yellow-robed array spirit did not stop him, Fang Yi smiled, and the Void Realm's withered and flourishing banner fluttered.

"disease!"

Points of green wood magic gathered, the shattered chains were reformed, and wood-based runes were imprinted.

"Wow!"

The chains, like nimble snakes, slithered through the air, agile and nimble, turning into afterimages and weaving a net.

"Buzz!"

The net tightened instantly, binding the limbs and bones of the White Bone Demon God, and the barbed wooden spikes pierced into the bones.

"Damn it!
Core Formation Level 2!

"Shameless brat, you've deceived the entire ancient city of Dadu!"

The coffin in the locust tree was ashen-black, so somber it seemed to drip water. The White Bone Sect records that Gray Crow had also confirmed the news.

Fang Yi, the sect leader of Xuan Yang Mountain, failed to form his core, but he was kind-hearted and almost freed his fellow cultivators from spiritual poison.

He assumed the position of sect leader by relying on his third-tier spirit pet and third-tier spirit healing skills.

Failed to form the Golden Core?

Pure-hearted?
Fang Yi before me is cunning, shrewd, thick-skinned, and ruthless—which of these traits fits the description?!
"That damned crow has ruined me!"

He activated his natal treasure, the Corpse Locust Stele, which was surrounded by yin energy and pressed down. The coffin made its escape light flicker and tried to break through and escape several times.

The fact that two Core Formation cultivators had taken action was beyond his expectations.

Moreover, what Fang Yi is most enviable about is a third-tier spirit pet. Although he did not see the Earth Pig Beast, he no longer believed in Fang Yi.

He who knows the current affairs is a hero!

Keeping the green hills, you don’t have to worry about running out of firewood!

After escaping, he immediately sent a telepathic message to the True Persons of the various sects in the Great Expansion Ancient City, telling them about the fourth-tier spiritual item he could not obtain.

We will not allow Xu Qingshe and Fang Yi to have it all to themselves!
"Snapped!"

The Xuan Yan Ruler fell again, its shadow shrouded in crimson light, knocking away the gray escape light.

"Trying to escape?"
"Daydreaming!"

Xu Qingshe smiled and slapped down with his Xuan Yan Ruler, leaving marks of varying depths on the corpse monument surrounded by Yin energy.

"If I let you escape, Senior Brother Fang will give me a real dressing down."

"Junior Brother Xu, please don't speak ill of me. When has Fang ever insulted you?"

Fang Yi's aura was like an ancient tree, vigorous and unchanging through the changing seasons and the passage of time.

His fingertips formed a series of hand seals, and strands of blue silk threads converged and shot out.

Puppetry Secret Technique: Green Silk Puppet Method
The cyan threads penetrated the vital points around the white bone demon puppet, where the yin energy gathered.

Blue moss appeared on the demonic puppet's hideous skull, spreading rapidly, interfering with the flow of magical power, and isolating internal and external divine senses.

In the blink of an eye, the white bone demon puppet became lush and vibrant, its deathly aura completely suppressed and sealed.

"It's done!"

With a slight thought, Fang Yi sent out a large wooden hand from the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner, dragging the white bone demon puppet into the human skin banner.

"Little Seven!"

With a soft exclamation, a silver beam of light, imbued with demonic power, shot out from the ground.

Following Fang Yi's instructions, Qi Jie hid underground to prepare for a sneak attack.

Now that the demon puppet has been captured, there is no need to hide anymore.

On the altar, Xu Qing's eyes gleamed as he sensed Fang Yi and Qi Jie rushing towards the altar, blocking the coffin's retreat.

He knew the time was right, and he was not afraid of his prey escaping; he could go all out.

"Rather than caring about the skeletal demon puppet, Fellow Daoist Huai Guanzi should be more concerned about his life and fortune."

The furnace of heaven and earth trembled, transforming into a crimson sun that pressed down.

"Not good!" Sensing the awe-inspiring power of the furnace of heaven and earth, Fang Yi and Qi Jie locked onto the escape route outside the altar.

Huai Guanzi's face changed drastically, losing the last trace of color.

You want me dead?
dream! "

The ruthlessness in his eyes intensified as he waved his hand and removed the [Azure Wood Decree] from his waist, channeling his magical power into the decree.

According to ancient records of the White Bone Sect, the Azure Wood Edict was a symbol of identity for a true disciple of the Azure Wood Palace a thousand years ago.

Disciples of Qingmu Palace who possess this treasure can participate in the competition for the position of sect leader.

"Disciple Huai Guanzi wishes to participate in the grand examination in the palace and bring glory to his family."

I beseech the venerable patriarchs of the palace to bestow their divine favor, and I request the sect leader to oversee this matter. This disciple is willing to fight alongside all fellow disciples for a single victory!

"Not good!" Xu Qingshe thought to himself, and poured his magic power into the furnace of heaven and earth like flowing water, causing its power to surge by another three points.

"allow!"

The old man in the yellow robe, who had been standing by and watching the three fight, suddenly spoke up.

He waved his sleeves as if he had received a decree, and a condensed azure spiritual light transformed into a vine whip that struck down with a seemingly slow but actually rapid motion.

"Snapped!"

With a single strike, the spiritual light of the Heaven and Earth Furnace dimmed, and the whip was returned to Xu Qingshe's hand.

Mechanical, rigid words once again came from the old man in the yellow robe.

"During the examination for successors of the Daoist lineage, disciples are forbidden from engaging in private fights!"
First warning!

"Take action again, punish them severely, and set an example for others!"

Xu Qingshe's face was grim. On the altar, azure spiritual light flowed, protecting the coffin made of locust tree.

Having narrowly escaped death, Huai Guanzi was drenched in cold sweat, his sinister gaze filled with murderous intent as he swept over Xu Qingshe and Fang Yi inch by inch.

"Ah, there's plenty of time!"

Ignoring the three men's feud, the old man in the yellow robe remained expressionless and continued speaking.

"The inheritor's cultivation level is at the early stage of Core Formation."

The first test: the foundational test of alchemy.

Xu Qingshe frowned slightly. The old man in the yellow robe, as the spirit of the formation, was no weaker than a Grand Master with the help of the formation's power, and thus had his protection.

No wonder the coffin was fearless.

"I'll leave Senior Brother Fang alone."

"You, in your coffin, also want to share in my good fortune?"

Fang Yi pondered for a moment, lost in thought, recalling the records of the Green Wood Palace in the sect.

"Just now, Huai Zizi said, 'Fellow disciples are fighting for a single point?'"

After a few breaths, he cleared his mind and suddenly spoke.

“Junior Brother Xu, according to the ancient records in our sect, there must have been more than one person who participated in the Qingmu Palace’s Grand Examination of the Daoist Lineage.”
If you are interested, you can also compete fairly with Huai Guanzi.”

"That's right!
The man in the coffin had also spoken, saying that they should fight for a narrow escape.

Xu Qingshe was overjoyed and spoke without hesitation.

"Disciple Xu Qingshe wishes to participate in the palace examination and bring glory to the family."

We beseech the venerable patriarchs of the palace to lower their gaze, we beseech the sect leader to oversee the proceedings, and we beseech all fellow disciples to fight together for a single victory!

"allow!"

The old man in the yellow robe showed no joy or sorrow, his face as calm as still water, and he gave his reply.

"The inheritor, Xu Qingshe, is at the early stage of Core Formation."

The first test: the foundational test of alchemy.

Azure spiritual light gathered and transformed into a ball of light; lightning converged and thunder roared.

With a wave of his sleeve, the old man in the yellow robe unleashed a torrent of blue lightning, which coalesced into a long spear. Its power was terrifying, though its sound was barely audible.

"boom!"

Xu Qingshe's Xuan Yan Ruler slid from his sleeve into his palm, its spiritual flames flickering and gleaming with a soft jade light as he slapped it down.

"Oh!"

The Azure Thunder Spear knocked away the Profound Flame Ruler, its momentum undiminished. With lightning speed, it transformed into a blur and locked onto Xu Qingshe's vital dantian.

"What kind of test is this?"

Xu Qingshe retorted, "Could a cultivator in the early stages of Core Formation withstand such a thunderous strike?"

"This attack?"
"Almost surpassing the cultivation level of the early stage of Core Formation"

Beneath the altar, Fang Yi frowned slightly, and the ancient blue water map appeared in his sleeve, transforming into a ribbon that swam beside the altar.

A scorching aura flowed through his palm; this was the aura of Xu Qingshe that he had left behind.

If things go wrong or the assessment changes, immediately step in to save Xu Qingshe.

Although the array spirit was powerful, it lacked any spirituality. He paid a certain price, enough to conceal his own aura and integrate Xu Qingshe's aura into the Azure Water Ancient Diagram.

"Senior Brother Fang, there's no need to make a move!" Xu Qingshe interjected, trying to stop him. "Although Junior Brother has only recently condensed his core, this lightning spear is only a mid-stage Core Formation attack."

"Buzz!"

The heavens and earth, like a furnace, shone brightly, spewing forth scorching flames and billowing crimson smoke.

"Nine Dragons Refine the Realm!"

"go with!"

Xu Qingshe's robes fluttered as he unleashed his magic, condensing crimson dragon bones, which then coalesced into mist and clouds.

Meridians
flesh.
鳞甲
Sharp claw
"Yan!"

The crimson dragon had prominent horns and a golden thread that rose from its horns, passed through the scales on its back, and fell to its tail.

“This Nine Dragons Refining Realm already shows some signs of dragonhood.” Fang Yi’s consciousness relaxed slightly.

The Nine Dragons Refining Realm technique has been passed down for a long time in Xuan Yang Mountain, though he has never practiced it.

However, after Xiao Lie, the former leader of the Soul Searching Sect, learned about the whereabouts of the Corpse Pattern Iron and that this top-notch technique had been passed down in an orderly manner.

The first tier is the Fire Serpent Technique.

The second-order fire serpent ascends its horn, which is the serpent technique.

The method of the coiled snake is taken a step further. The coiled snake sheds its scales, its head and horns become prominent, and it cultivates a trace of ferocity, which allows it to enter the inner chamber.

It is a third-order wondrous technique, the Nine Dragons Refining the Realm.

Afterwards, the dragon will lurk in the abyss, nourished by elixir essence, and refined with rare and precious materials, which may cultivate its dragon nature and further enhance its power.

With a fierce aura, it twisted its explosive dragon body and lunged at the thunder spear.

"Yan!"

"Oh!"

The Azure Thunder Spear exuded a chilling aura, but after piercing through a Crimson Dragon, its power slightly diminished.

One after another, the dragons charged forward, continuously consuming the thunder spears.

Behind the old man in the yellow robe, an ancient blue list unfolded, and under the support of auspicious clouds, Xu Qingshe's tall figure was outlined on the list.

"Xu Qingshe, with a superior-grade elixir and profound magical power."

True Inheritance Rank: First Class.

On the other side, Huai Guanzi breathed a sigh of relief; he too could withstand the power of such a thunder spear.

"The Coffin of the Locust Tree: The first test of the three stages of Core Formation is the foundation of the elixir."

The old man in the yellow robe exuded a powerful aura, and three thunder spears materialized in his hands, radiating terrifying power.

"Three lightning spears?"

Huai Guanzi's face turned ashen, his heart filled with terror. "Wasn't that a full-force attack from a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator?"

The old man in the yellow robe gave a mechanical answer.

"The Qingmu Palace True Inheritance Examination selects those with profound magical power and nurtures those with outstanding combat skills."

"At the third level of Core Formation, the True Lord decrees that one must undergo the Three Strikes of the Azure Thunder Spear Technique."

Fang Yi's eyes gleamed as he murmured to himself.

"really."

(End of this chapter)