Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 555 Blood Demon
"This is the Taihua Spirit Ruins Realm!"
With such abundant spiritual energy to support me, as long as I cultivate step by step, establishing my foundation should be no problem..."

Han Shi understood immediately, and for the first time, a genuine hope appeared on his withered face.

However, this hope was short-lived, overshadowed by deeper anxieties.

He frowned.

"Although the Ten Thousand Chariots Sword Technique is incredibly profound and is hailed as the foundation of the supreme sword path, it ultimately stops at the Qi Refining level."

Without a corresponding sword technique for Foundation Establishment, even with abundant spiritual energy, it's like a tree without roots, ultimately unable to break through the bottleneck..."

"Xu! Yun! Fan!"

The name was like a bloody curse, squeezed out viciously from between his teeth.

A surge of overwhelming hatred, suppressed for nearly a century, instantly shattered the joy of his newfound life. His eyes, honed by time and now only fierce, gleamed with a cold light like a sword, almost devouring people.

"If it weren't for your wicked schemes, I, Han Shi, would not have been trapped in this desolate wasteland, wasting nearly a hundred years of my life, squandering my essence, and nearing the end of my lifespan! This enmity is irreconcilable!"

Given his nature, how could he possibly be willing to be someone else's alter ego?

If Xu Yunfan is killed, he will be the rightful heir!
In that instant when hatred surged, Han Shi's mind suddenly stirred.

He turned his head sharply, his sharp, sword-like gaze piercing the void as he looked toward a distant place.

There, a boundless sword intent, majestic and vast, seemed to pierce the heavens and sweep across the universe, soared into the sky.

Its fierce, pure, domineering, and awe-inspiring will acted like an invisible magnet, attracting the resounding sword intent within him.

"It is the location of the Wancheng Sword Sect's sword domain, where its mountain gate is located."

Han Shi instantly understood. The ruthlessness in his eyes did not diminish, but a hint of wild joy and ambition flashed across his face.

"Although my hair and beard are all white and my blood and energy are slightly weakened, my sword heart is clear and my realm remains."

With such a solid foundation in swordsmanship, there should be no problem in accepting him into the sect.

At that moment, he no longer hesitated, concealing all his emotions beneath his cold sword intent.

The sword light around him intensified, no longer dim, and trailed a long rainbow of sword energy as it broke through the air, its target being the Wancheng Sword Sect's mountain gate where sword intent soared to the heavens.
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"It's done."

Xu Yunfan's lips curled up slightly. This operation was quite painstaking. Not only did he have to use the Primordial Sect's boundary gate to accurately locate the spatial node and open the door, but he also had to construct an imperceptible "perception barrier" so that Han Shi's clone would believe that his swordsmanship had improved and his inspiration had been inspired, and that he would naturally choose the path of joining the Wancheng Sword Sect.

With Han Shi's current talent in swordsmanship, coupled with the authentic "Ten Thousand Chariots Sword Manual," entering the Ten Thousand Chariots Sword Sect should not be difficult.

When the time is right, it will naturally cause chaos and upheaval.

Let's leave it for now.

Xu Yunfan shifted his gaze.

Meanwhile, in the Eastern Wilderness, Wukong, in his clone form, followed the four members of the Tripitaka Master's group through numerous tribulations, and the King Buddha Ritual was nearing completion.

A grand, compassionate yet supremely majestic aura is quietly brewing in the Eastern Wilderness.

Xu Yunfan could clearly sense that once the ritual was completely completed, the golden light soaring into the sky and the Buddhist chants resounding would be like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly stirring up the winds and clouds of the three sects and attracting the attention of countless eyes.

The chaotic situation will present a perfect opportunity to take advantage of the confusion and seek what one desires.

After all, although the Buddhahood of the King of Freedom is under the watchful eye of the World-Honored One Tathagata, the other two sects also have their own leaders. It is absolutely impossible to so easily seize power.

That will also be an opportunity.

It seems I need to hurry up and cultivate until I reach the peak of Foundation Establishment.

It seems that my arduous cultivation can only be temporarily put on hold. I need to find some opportunities outside to increase my cultivation level. It would be best to obtain some rare and precious materials, and condense the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends, as these are the best supplements to increase proficiency.

"Xu Yunfan! Come out here and face your death!"

Just as Xu Yunfan was pondering and secretly anticipating a change in the Eastern Wilderness, a cold and sharp shout, as sharp as a steel knife scraping bone and containing boundless rage, suddenly pierced through the many restrictions of Shenxiao Peak and the eternal Shenxiao Thunder Sound, slamming heavily onto the entire mountain.

The pressure from the late Foundation Establishment stage contained in the voice was so tangible that it crashed down.

Rumble!
The thick thunderclouds that had been lingering above Shenxiao Peak all year round seemed to be violently stirred up by an invisible giant hand, and began to churn violently.

The protective array covering the entire peak suddenly lit up with blinding light, rippling out in large swaths and emitting a low, strained hum.

The tiny lightning runes engraved on the mountain wall lit up one after another, like sparks spreading across the plains, barely resisting the terrifying pressure that was like a mountain collapsing and the sea overturning.

The disciples working in various caves and spirit fields within the peak, and those refining weapons by igniting fire, suddenly changed color under this terrifying pressure.

Many artifacts were destroyed under this oppressive force.

"Ugh!"

"puff!"

"No, enemy attack!"

The disciples in the Qi Refining stage were struck as if by an invisible giant hammer. Those with weaker cultivation levels instantly felt chest tightness and suffocation, their knees went weak, and their faces turned as pale as paper. Some even had blood spilling from the corners of their mouths and staggered to the ground.

Bi Yuan and the others, who were in the late stage of Qi Refining, also felt as if they were carrying a mountain of immense weight. Veins bulged on their foreheads, and their true essence was frantically circulating to resist the omnipresent pressure. The light of their protective magic artifacts flickered rapidly.

They struggled to lift their heads, gazing at the terrifying figure beyond the peak, which resembled a blood-red sun descending upon them, their eyes filled with undisguised horror.

"Late Foundation Establishment stage! It's that Blood Demon from the Scripture Pavilion!"

A disciple in charge recognized the newcomer, his voice trembling.

The Blood Demon was infamous for his viciousness, his techniques were evil and cruel, and his personality was twisted and perverse. He was a notorious scourge within the sect.

Bi Yuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes showing no sign of backing down, but instead surging with a fierce determination.

He roared, "Activate the Lesser Heavenly Lightning-Drawing Array within the peak to protect the disciples with lower cultivation levels! Shenxiao Peak disciples, heed my command, form the array!"

He didn't care who the visitor was or how high their cultivation level was. As long as Shenxiao Peak still existed, the sect's rules and regulations would remain.

At this moment, none of the inner or outer disciples on Shenxiao Peak scattered like birds or beasts in the face of this terrifying enemy far beyond their level. Instead, they gritted their teeth, endured the immense pressure, and struggled to gather together, attempting to form a weak defensive formation. The sparse lightning energy within their bodies resonated with each other, revealing a moving sense of shared hatred amidst their despair.

They knew very well that this resistance was like an ant trying to shake a tree in the face of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

However, disunity is not an option. If we scatter, we will be easily crushed by the enemy. It is better to rely on the Divine Thunder Formation set up by the peak master of Divine Firmament Peak to maneuver a little.

Deep within the cave, Xu Yunfan raised an eyebrow upon hearing the sound.

The chilling killing intent emanating from the outside world, the familiar stench of filth and blood, the violent tremors of the Divine Firmament Peak formation, and the faint echoes transmitted by the disciples' strenuous efforts to form the formation were all clearly reflected in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Xu Yunfan couldn't help but nod slightly, inwardly praising him.

The disciples of the Shenxiao lineage that he established himself were all clever and quick-witted.

That's true; anyone who's survived this long isn't a fool.

His eyes remained calm and unperturbed, showing no surprise whatsoever. With a slight calculation, he immediately understood.

The little incident in front of the library did indeed attract the attention of the person in charge.

(End of this chapter)