Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 578 One punch at close range is enough

With these three methods in place, Xu Yunfan was confident that as long as he wasn't being specifically watched by the True Lord, he should be able to move freely in the Heavenly Realm.

hum!
His figure flickered slightly in place, his form merging into the afterimage, almost completely blending into the chaotic energy and ruins of the shattered Heavenly Court.

He moved with incredible speed, ignoring the collapsed palace ruins along the way and the burning immortal tree roots in the distance.

These were affected by the aftershocks of the True Lord's Dao Fruit power and were basically worthless.

They simply sped towards the direction where the spiritual energy fluctuations were most concentrated and pure.

As Xu Yunfan walked through a plaza covered with sword marks and charred traces of magic, he even bumped into several Qi Refining stage disciples of the Yuanshi Sect fighting a small group of surviving heavenly soldiers with bloodshot eyes.

Sword energy and magical light crisscrossed, and the smell of blood was pungent.

These demonic sect disciples are truly audacious, daring to venture into such a deep place.

Xu Yunfan seemed not to hear, and like an invisible wind, he swept across the battlefield in an instant, heading straight for the giant palace complex behind him, whose magnificent outline could not be concealed even in the ruins.

There, the spiritual energy was so abundant it was almost tangible, even overshadowing the remaining malevolent energy of the battlefield.

"The Alchemy Hall!"

As he approached, he caught a whiff of medicinal fragrance, and Xu Yunfan's heart stirred slightly.

Upon closer inspection, although the grand hall was severely damaged, with large sections of glazed tiles shattered and several vermilion dragon pillars broken, the main structure remained relatively intact.

A section of the giant white jade door, carved with the sun, moon, stars, auspicious beasts, and lingzhi mushrooms, was blasted open, revealing the outlines of a forest of enormous alchemy furnaces deep within the hall, along with the rising and swirling vapors of alchemy, mixed with the smell of burnt pills and a strange medicinal fragrance.

He flashed and slipped through the hole into the hall.

The interior space of the hall is extremely spacious, far exceeding what can be seen from the outside.

Thousands of dragon-shaped pillars support the towering dome, on which the celestial constellation painted has been damaged and dimmed by the war.

Inside the hall, thousands of alchemy furnaces of varying sizes and materials were arranged in some mysterious formation. Most of the furnaces had been extinguished, but a few were still glowing red, radiating scorching heat.

The warm jade paving the ground was shattered in many places, and in some areas, strangely colored medicinal liquid had accumulated.

The air was filled with an overwhelming, pungent aroma of medicine, a burnt smell, a bloody stench, and a strange mixture of many unidentified medicinal odors.

Clearly, this place had recently experienced fierce fighting and looting.

Broken jade bottles were scattered on the ground, as were overturned shelves containing spiritual herbs and materials. There were even several corpses dressed in cinnabar robes, their breaths faint, already on their deathbeds. They were clearly not combatants. Xu Yunfan glanced at them and then paid no more attention.

In the distance, sporadic sounds of fighting could still be heard, indicating that those who had rushed in earlier, whether fellow disciples or enemies, were still vying for control.

Xu Yunfan's gaze was like lightning, his divine sense sweeping over the area in an instant.

He identified several areas where the light still lingered or where the defenses were relatively intact.

Near the back wall, there was an area consisting of dozens of ancient ice jade shelves engraved with intricate runes, on which jade boxes and caskets that had not been completely removed were scattered.

There was a protective array here, and there was no time to break it. But for Xu Yunfan, the array was a way to communicate with the principles of heaven and earth, and understanding one thing led to understanding everything else.

That's too good for him.

We arrived not too late.

In the center of the hall stood a giant, three-legged cauldron, ten zhang tall and purplish-gold in color. Although the furnace temperature was extremely high, the mouth of the furnace was filled with seven-colored clouds, and a strange fragrance kept wafting out.

There was also a corner of the magic circle that had been forcefully broken, revealing a treasure cabinet embedded in the wall. It seemed that most of the items inside had been taken away in a hurry, but a few items that exuded a powerful spiritual pressure remained.

A yellow gourd, a jade pot, and a fist-sized, ever-changing seven-colored crystal.

These are all precious items, rare and precious materials gathered from within a single realm.

The celestial realm of this world is far superior to that of the Divine Martial Realm. It can nurture Dao Fruits and even has Dao-proving True Monarchs. The rare and precious materials born here are extremely beneficial to Xu Yunfan.

"Shhhhh!"

Xu Yunfan's movements were incredibly fast, leaving behind a trail of afterimages. Ignoring the corners where the fighting was still raging, he charged straight towards his target. With a wave of his hand, powerful magical energy formed a suction force, and the jade box, jade bottle, including the yellow gourd, green jade pot, seven-colored crystal, and several other scattered fragments of magical artifacts or spiritual materials that had not been taken from the target location, were all swept away as if by an invisible giant hand and flew into the Qiankun space within his sleeve.

Just as he reached out to grab the giant purple-gold cauldron in the center of the palace.

"Hey!"

A highly condensed sword light, carrying the sharpness to pierce through the void, suddenly shot out from behind a giant dragon pillar inside the hall.

The sword light was as thin as a hair, its color like the cold water of an autumn pool, and it went straight for Xu Yunfan's back. Its speed far exceeded that of a sonic boom.

The sword intent was chilling, instantly locking onto the narrow space inside the hall. A monstrous, annihilating will swept over, causing the air to freeze.

Wancheng Sword Sect!

Foundation Establishment Sword Cultivator, who has mastered the Heavenly Sword Throne.

Xu Yunfan felt a chill run down his spine, but remained calm.

Although the sword light was fast, it wasn't so fast that he couldn't react in time. Moreover, he didn't let his guard down at all.

The environment here is cramped, with various alchemy furnaces and spiritual materials present numerous obstacles, making it easy to accidentally injure oneself or attract greater attention when casting spells.

The opponent's attack was ruthless and precise, with excellent timing, striking the moment when his mind was slightly distracted as he tried to collect the treasure.

Xu Yunfan immediately activated his magical power and began to circulate the Divine Firmament Nine Heavens Profound Sky Imperishable True Scripture.

This true scripture is the direct lineage and guardian transmission of the Yuqing lineage of the Yuanshi Sect, and is truly the supreme method for fighting and killing.

The cultivation of this scripture is extremely rigorous. It requires drawing upon the thunder and fire of the Nine Heavens to cleanse the five internal organs and six bowels, and drawing upon the killing energy of the Geng metal of the Zhou Tian to forge bones, veins, and marrow, ultimately tempering the physical body to a state of clarity and purity, like divine iron naturally formed.

Moreover, it refines the skin to the point of being as clear as gold, forges the bones to the point of being as hard as divine jade, transforms the internal organs into a thunder pool, and imbues the blood with star-like flames.

With a wave of his hand, he could shatter the divine thunder of the heavens; with his divine eyes between his brows, he could cleave through a thousand mountains and ten thousand peaks.

Within such close proximity, such a sculpted and refined body, almost a supernatural physical ability, is the most terrifying weapon.

It far surpasses the Taoist magic and supernatural powers he used to defeat his enemies.

The sword intent of the Heavenly Sword Throne had just risen, intending to lock onto a fatal blow.

Xu Yunfan made a move.

There were no hand seals or incantations, and no powerful spells were activated by magic.

He simply stomped his foot hard on the warm jade stone slab.

"Crack!"

The solid, warm jade slab beneath his feet shattered into dust like tofu.

His figure had already blurred in place.

It was not the ability to teleport, but an unimaginable burst of physical power, with a speed that broke through the limits of what the naked eye could perceive, shattering the sword intent lock containing the Heavenly Fiend's annihilating will.

The sword was aimed at his back.

But Xu Yunfan's body had already disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of the Wancheng Sword Sect sword cultivator who had just emerged from behind the pillar.

The distance between the two was smaller than a hair's breadth in the eyes of an ordinary person, thanks to the divine sense and speed of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

"Um?!"

The sword cultivator's pupils shrank drastically. He never expected that his opponent would break through the lock of his signature Heavenly Sword Intent in such a way, and then engage in such fierce and swift close combat.

His cyan cloud-patterned sword robe billowed instantly, and his protective sword aura was released in response.

(End of this chapter)