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

Chapter 796 Sharpening the Blade of the Mysterious Moon, Achievement of the Killing Treasure

Fang Yi's five fingers brushed across the dark blue longsword, causing the blade to tremble slightly and emit a sharp aura.

"Zheng!"

"The Profound Yin Soul-Slaying Blade, which I have been refining and polishing since I began practicing Qi cultivation, is finally showing signs of becoming a treasure."

"A treasure for pure slaughter!"

His face was serene, his gaze gentle, and his eyes held an undisguised joy.

Most cultivators in the world believe that demonic magical artifacts are easy to obtain materials for, simple to refine, and cruel in their methods.

No mistake
The Banner of Ten Thousand Souls, the White Bone Sword, and the Crimson Blood Relic
Many magical treasures can be made from the materials of cultivators and demonic beasts. Blood, flesh, bones, souls, and skin can all be used as treasure materials, and there are no restrictions on their grade.

With enough talented individuals, and through repeated refinement, one can overcome the tribulation and advance to the next level of magical artifact.

Examples include the Ten Soul Banner, the Hundred Soul Banner, the Thousand Soul Banner, and even the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, which is a magic weapon.
But this is not the foundation of the demonic path, nor is it the basis upon which the demonic path has been passed down from ancient times.

As a top-tier magical artifact, it is also exquisite and pure.

The difficulty of refining it is no less than that of the ancient orthodox treasures passed down through generations.

Even under the watchful eyes of fellow practitioners, it still requires considerable effort.

"My Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade has taken the most difficult path in order to establish a solid foundation."

Only in this way can the pure and potent Yin energy of killing be maintained within the source.
After nearly two hundred years of refinement, the time for its completion has finally come.

He stroked the edge of the Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade, muttering to himself, his eyes filled with infatuation, as if he had encountered an unparalleled beauty.
No, even the most beautiful woman cannot compare to the allure of the Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade.
For cultivators aspiring to attain immortality, a weapon of destruction for protection is of great benefit to their path.

How can a beautiful concubine be compared to a cauldron?

'The ultimate weapon for killing!'

A treasure that rivals top-tier ancient treasures such as the Heavenly Demon Immortal-Slaying Sword, the Netherworld White Bone Blowing Sword, and the Sun God Needle.

Even in my past life when I reached the peak of Core Formation, I didn't possess a single treasure with the potential to become a spiritual treasure.

Fang Yi made a grasping motion with his five fingers, and the broken Xuan Yue Blade flew up, the broken edges closing up, leaving only a thin black line.

"Master, can this Crescent Moon Blade be repaired?"

Lying beneath the altar, a small, silvery-white beast cradled a sea buckthorn berry and munched on it, its eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Although she was only a cultivator in the early stage of Core Formation, her bloodline inheritance repeatedly warned her of the power of killing treasures.

The ancient true spirit Tianpeng Beast, the source of the bloodline, is a true spirit of the [Universe] and [Earth] Dao. Among its peers, it is known for its thick skin and astonishing defensive capabilities.

Ordinary magical treasures cannot harm it in the slightest.

However, the killing treasure refined to its peak possesses such terrifying power that it left an unforgettable memory on the Tianpeng Beast, engraved in its bloodline inheritance.

Seven Commandments carefully spoke, offering his advice:
"Master, you have been refining this Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade for nearly two hundred years before it was transformed into a precious embryo."

"If something goes wrong during the initial firing and it doesn't turn out perfectly, it would be such a pity."

"Little Seven, it's already a rare opportunity to find a mid-grade magic weapon in the Great Cloud Realm to sharpen the Profound Yin Soul-Slaying Blade."

Fang Yi pulled Seven Rings into his arms, stroking its glossy fur, and instructed it in a deep voice:
"The Six Paths of Restriction, the Xuan Yue Blade of the Pure Moon category, is the only one of its kind in the entire Biyue Pavilion."

If it weren't for the fact that the Mysterious Rhyme False Golden Elixir had been formed, this Mysterious Moon Blade would still be kept in the secret vault of the Azure Water Pavilion, where its power would be suppressed.

The only magic weapon that can surpass Da Yun's is the top-grade magic weapon of Tian Dao Wu, which is the foundation of the sect and suppresses its fortune.

And the Netherfire Sword, which once left its mark in the Sudu Mountains.”

"Even a Grandmaster might not be able to seize the former, and the latter's whereabouts are even more uncertain after the demon tide."

As for whether there will be any errors?

Fang Yi smiled freely, confident and composed, which made him appear even more handsome.

"If the Profound Yin Soul-Slaying Blade is not nourished by my divine soul power, but instead takes a deviant approach, absorbing the souls of humans and demons..."
That would inevitably lead to extremely rapid progress, but the essence would be flawed.

Even if it survives the tribulation and advances further, it will still only be an ordinary magic weapon.

It is neither worthy nor fit for a weapon of slaughter, nor does it bear the name that resounds throughout the ancient times.

"This Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade of mine has been refined and nourished by my soul for over 60,000 days and nights."

Although its refinement is far inferior to the method of gathering the masses to absorb the soul power of humans and demons, this is the true essence of the demonic path, pure and refined.

Fang Yi extended his index finger, and a drop of ruby-like blood essence condensed from his fingertip, falling into the Xuan Yue Blade.

Crimson blood streaks spread across the blade, seeping into its silver essence and forcibly activating the magic seal.

"Zheng!"

The Crescent Moon Blade trembled, emitting silver light, and under the continuous burning of its source, it was forcibly elevated to its peak.

"Buzz!"

A bright moon rises, its silvery light casting a chilling glow that makes one's hair stand on end and one's heart tremble.

"Little Seven, the sharpening of my Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade relies on the foundation accumulated bit by bit over the past two hundred years."

Instead of the Crescent Moon Blade, this whetstone…

"Zheng!"

The Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade swung down, transforming into a dark blue blade of light.

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

"Zheng!"

Two blades, one dark and one silver, swam in the air, constantly colliding and fighting. A fierce aura, as if they would rather die than bend, swept over us.

From the very beginning, the Xuan Yue Blade activated all six of its treasure restrictions, firmly gaining the upper hand.

The silver blade light occupied 90% of the area, suppressing the dark blue blade light to a corner.

As time goes by.
Like a sleeping, ancient behemoth gradually awakening, opening its sleepy eyes, the accumulated essence of the Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade surges continuously.

"Keng!"

A chilling blade of light shone brightly, and the eerie blue light gradually suppressed the silver moonlight, continuously expanding its territory.

One-tenth.
20%
30%
"Zheng!"

The aftershocks of their battle transformed into foot-long, thin blades of energy that continuously impacted the restrictions and formations.

However, in a short while, the third-order restrictions protecting the pavilion and isolating it from the outside world were riddled with holes.

Qi Jie's expression changed slightly, and his body tensed.

"not good!"

The power of this weapon of destruction far exceeded her expectations.

When it was previously refined into the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner, it was not as pure and refined as it is now, abandoning all other abilities and leaving only the chilling power of killing.

"disease!"

The silver-white beast had a solemn expression and opened its mouth to spit out a small and exquisite yellow jade gourd.

The gourd swelled in the wind, growing to about ten feet in size, and spewed out brown spiritual sand to outline array patterns.

Yellow sand swirled, and the small space of the formation gradually took shape.

"laugh!"

A dark blue blade of light emanated from the Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade, slicing through the swirling yellow sand and annihilating the spirit within.

"Ouch!

My Yellow Spirit Sand!

Qi Jie's eyes welled up with tears, his heart aching with sorrow.

The yellow spirit sand inside the Earth Treasure Gourd has been refined over a hundred years, incorporating countless earth-based spiritual substances. Each grain is the foundation for the advancement of magical treasures.

But the chilling killing intent emanating from the occasional slashing blue blade made her hesitate to proceed.

The bloodline of ancestors surges within the body, constantly warning the soul.

will die!

Once you meet that eerie light head-on, even if you use every trick in the book, you will surely die.
"Hiss!" Fang Yi's pupils contracted slightly.

With nearly two hundred years of accumulated experience, the Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade, gradually being activated, possessed power exceeding his expectations.

"Is this the pure treasure for killing?"

No wonder even a Nascent Soul True Monarch from the Nether Spring Sect fought for this treasure in my past life.

On the Earth Treasure Gourd surrounded by demonic energy, faint knife marks could be seen, and the silver-white beast's face twitched.

He let out a soft cry and raised the Void Realm Withering and Flourishing Banner.

"Chi Yin!"

"Wow!"

The ancient and simple banner fell, like an ancient tree reaching for the sky, taking root and remaining stable.

The spiritual light of blue, red, black, white, and yellow flowed and evolved into the five elements, while the power of the grotto heaven descended.

"Buzz!"

In the Withered and Flourishing Small Grotto, amidst a bloody swamp surrounded by a scarlet river, Chi Yin sat cross-legged atop a fifth-grade ink lotus, refining pure Yin energy.

"master?"

Sensing the fleeting, dark blue blade energy outside the cave, a look of apprehension appeared on his youthful face.

This is a powerful treasure capable of severely damaging a Dharma body and destroying its very foundation. "How ferocious!"

Chi Yin's dark pupils narrowed slightly. Normally, if he encountered the Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade, he would definitely retreat three steps to avoid trouble.

But under Fang Yi's command, a look of longing appeared in his eyes, and his fair fingers extended out, his skin and flesh withered and dry, covered with scales.

"fall!"

The Blood Spring Coffin was raised, covered with scales, withered claws, and surrounded by phosphorescent flames and the aura of yin blood.

"Buzz!"

A scarlet aura surrounded the coffin, which was also the embryo of a magical artifact. Four protective barriers breathed out the corpse's energy and suppressed it downwards.

Only by working together with Qi Jie could they suppress the fierce sword energy.

But even so.

Within the Hanhai Pavilion, there was also a captivating aura emanating from within, enough to make one's hair stand on end.

"call!"

The biting wind and oppressive atmosphere weighed heavily on the hearts of every cultivator in the city, like a mountain about to collapse.

"Wow!"

Dark clouds gathered, and leaden clouds rolled for miles, creating a tense atmosphere. The faint sound of thunder could be heard, and purple lightning flashed.

Inner castle
Maple leaves blaze like fire. In the three-courtyard house with white walls and black tiles, a dark copper pot floats in the air, its contents emitting a rich aroma of meat.

The small golden knife in Xiao Changce's hand gleamed coldly, and his movement of cutting through the arm muscles paused slightly.

His eyes flashed with crimson light, and his gaze pierced through layers of magical restrictions, landing on the Vast Ocean Pavilion.

"Fang Yi?
What is this kid doing?
Was he refining a one-time-use magic weapon, or practicing a secret technique in preparation for the upcoming battle on Yunhe Island?

Xiao Changce shook his head slightly, never expecting a weapon of slaughter.

It wasn't that he was ignorant, but rather that treasures for killing and destruction were rare, and materials for refining them were hard to come by.

Even with a thousand years of accumulation, the Ancestral Hall had never encountered such a treasure. How could Fang Yi possibly have cultivated and refined such a weapon on his own?

"Fang Yi possesses a top-grade grotto-heaven treasure. Although it lacks offensive capabilities, its defensive capabilities are excellent."

Even a master of the sect leader level could easily escape, so I, as their master, don't need to worry about it.

With a wave of his sleeve, a phantom image of a gluttonous beast appeared behind him. As the golden knife pierced through the flesh, pieces of fragrant meat, stained with blood, fell from his arm.

Inside the Five Flavors Pot, Ajiu flicked her snake tail, her jade-like eyes revealing a look of delight.

Every now and then, the snake's tongue would flick, swallowing the cooked hibiscus meat into its belly and refining it.

Meanwhile, in the inner city, where the original Jiejiao Pavilion was located, stood a small courtyard surrounded by purple lightning.

The Thunder God was a burly man, wearing a purple brocade robe with dragon patterns, and his two mighty hammers floated in the air.

His eyes reflected the view of Hanhai Pavilion, and his eyes were filled with envy.

"As expected of the Ancestral Hall, one of the three main branches of Xuan Yang, what kind of wonderful method has Fang Yi obtained, which he is now painstakingly comprehending?"

This power is truly astonishing!

"I wonder when my Heavenly Punishment Hall lineage will ever possess such a foundation."

Outside the city walls, amidst pavilions and towers, lies a secluded courtyard.

Huang Huaiyu, wearing a mountain and river crown, with a round figure, paced back and forth. His usually smiling eyes were now devoid of any joy.

Sensing the energy within the Vast Ocean Pavilion, his entire body trembled as he made up his mind.

We have to go!

Fang Yi killed Miao Yun first, and it's unknown what kind of technique he's refining.
Although I am a pseudo-Dan Zhenren, Xuan Yang Mountain has gained the upper hand due to the scheming of that old monster Fang Yi.

The value of a fake elixir-wielding immortal has greatly decreased; they shouldn't leave now.
Once he crosses the border, he won't be able to leave!

Huang Huaiyu patted his storage bag, then conjured a black veil. As the concealment runes flowed, the aura was completely obscured.

He didn't notify anyone; even his longtime friends and younger cultivators from his clan could have exposed his presence.
A gray aura swirled around him as he silently left the cave and headed towards the city gate.

"Just as Master predicted, Huang Huaiyu wants to leave."

Outside the courtyard, Qin Yu, wearing a jade crown and a black brocade robe, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, exuded heroic spirit.

The blue lotus flag in his hand swayed, concealing his aura, making him appear like a withered, dead tree, far behind the fishermen of the Yellow and Huai Rivers.

Seeing that Huang Huaiyu was approaching the city gate, he was about to leave.

"Buzz!"

A jade decree was raised, with the scenery of the Five Extreme Peaks engraved on the front and the three characters "Qingyangzi" written in iron hooks and silver strokes on the back.

"You've offended the Five Extreme Peaks, and you think you can just leave?"

city ​​gate.

Li Heng wore a Canghai crown and a deep blue robe with wave patterns, and a Qingyang token on his jade belt vibrated.

"Huang Huaiyu wants to leave?!"

"dream!"

He gazed at the Hanhai Tower with longing in his eyes, then clenched his fist with all five fingers.

"Buzz!"

The city gates slowly closed.

"By order of our Master, Qingkong Cliff is temporarily closed!"

"Oh!"

Concealing his presence, Huang Huaiyu moved through the city like a ghost, his face grim as he watched the city gates close before him.

"Only three breaths left!"

"If it were three breaths in the morning, I would surely be able to escape!"

Damn!

Now we can only wait for Fang Yi to emerge from seclusion before seeking another opportunity to leave.

Inside the Hanhai Pavilion.

The blades, gleaming with a dark and silver light, clashed fiercely, producing a sound like gold and jade striking each other.

"Zheng!"

"Keng!"

Fang Yi regarded the scenery in Qingkong Cliff as if it were a piece of writing on his palm, but paid no attention to it in the slightest.

This could cause dark clouds to gather, unusual phenomena to occur in the heavens and earth, and even the advancement of magical treasures, secret techniques, and demonic pets.

Given his current status and position, even a Grand Master would respect him and not pry into his background.

As he watched the azure blade light occupy half of the space, Fang Yi nodded slightly, his slender fingers reaching out to grasp the hilt of the blade.

"It's time to end this."

A flash of ghostly light appeared before Seven Commandments' shocked gaze.

"Keng!"

The Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade traced a poignant arc, cleaving the silver moon blade in two.

"How can it be!?"

Qi Jie found it hard to believe; this was a Six Paths Treasure Restriction Magic Treasure, one of the most top-tier treasures in the entire Great Cloud Cultivation World.

It was shattered by the Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade just like that.

"boom!"

Lead-like clouds rolled and purple lightning roared above Qingkong Cliff, weaving through the dark clouds like dragons.

Inside the Hanhai Pavilion.

Fang Yi gripped the Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade, a slight smile playing on his lips, his robes fluttering in the wind, his presence as imposing as a deep pool and a towering mountain.

"We can't let the Mysterious Yin Soul-Slaying Blade reveal its secret; it's the Yin Bone Old Monster's signature treasure in the future."

"Wow!"

The banners of decay and prosperity fluttered in the desolate realm, and azure spiritual light soared into the sky, transforming into a veil of spirits that shrouded heaven and earth.

"Zheng!"

Then, the Xuan Yin Soul-Slaying Blade flashed with a chilling light.

"laugh!"

The purple lightning dissipated, the tribulation clouds were shattered into pieces, and the spirit died, leaving only the pure primordial spiritual power.

Golden sunlight streamed down, reflecting off the Hanhai Building.

"Has the calamity of Bao Cheng passed just like that?!"

Qi Jie felt no warmth throughout his body, only a bone-chilling cold in his soul.

She murmured softly, "Is this the treasure for slaughter?"

"How ferocious!"

"How resolute!"

(End of this chapter)