Recruit demons to become heroes, hunt demons to become gods

Chapter 234 The Immortal Tribulation Begins

There is a suspended secret island in the Judgment Hall, which is named Magic Island.

Moji Island is a holy place for cultivation in Kunlun Realm.

The cultivation environment here is comparable to that of a ninth-order force. For an ordinary cultivator, one year of cultivation here is equivalent to ten years of cultivation in the outside world.

Such a precious place for cultivation is not used to train monks, but a forbidden place for cultivating female cauldrons.

There is a palace on the island called Youle Palace, where a beautiful female Dinglu lives.

This woman's name is Li Xianchan.

The female cultivators on the Demon Island had seen her face before.

She has a peerless beauty, like a peach blossom bathed in the spring breeze, her smile is as beautiful as a flower, and her eyes are as clear as water.

Her eyes, dark and deep, seemed to be able to see into the abyss of the human heart, and like a mirror that could reflect the stars. As her gaze moved, her gaze was full of brilliance, as if she could penetrate the vanity of the world and look directly into the depths of the soul.

She wore a light gown of cloud gauze, its hems fluttering in the wind. Embroidered with stars on the lapels, it resembled the most brilliant galaxy in the night sky. Her long hair cascaded down to her waist, a few strands drifting in the wind, adding a touch of elegance and refinement.

She stood in the clouds, like a fairy from the ninth heaven, detached from the mundane world. In the peaceful years, she lived in seclusion and cultivated, untainted by the dust of the world. Her temperament was filled with an indescribable tranquility and purity.

Her every move and gesture revealed her natural beauty, yet she was like a noble fairy, making people dare not desecrate her and could only admire her from afar.

While practicing in the Youle Palace, Li Xianchan's voice was like an ethereal sound that was isolated from the world, making people forget the hustle and bustle of the mundane world.

Her beauty cannot be tainted by the mundane world, her aura beyond mortal comprehension. In this pure land, she is the most dazzling pearl, needing no polish, already the most beautiful sight in the world.

In less than 60,000 years, he had already cultivated to the middle stage of fusion, and was also the Phoenix Bathing Nirvana Furnace, one of the ten great immortal body furnaces.

Phoenix Bathing Nirvana can help the old ghost to imitate the phoenix and be reborn in Nirvana, and give the cultivation of this life to the reborn body.

According to legend, there was a man named Han Lao Mo San Xian Hua, whose exact name is unknown. He spent 100,000 years to train a female cultivator who had the Phoenix Bath Nirvana, and did his best to train the female cultivator to the early stage of tribulation.

When faced with the Five Decays of Heaven and Earth, Han Lao Mo Tong successfully achieved Nirvana and rebirth through the Phoenix Bath, and then spent another 100,000 years to cultivate to the peak of transcending tribulation.

He then made adequate preparations, successfully overcame the tribulation in one fell swoop, became an immortal, and ascended to heaven, leaving the Kunlun Realm.

Just based on the successful case of Han Lao Mo, the female cultivator who possessed the Phoenix Bathing Nirvana Immortal Body was suddenly invaluable.

Therefore, not long after Li Xianchan's immortal body was exposed, he was abducted by the Judgment Hall by all means, and was finally placed on the Demon Island for intensive training.

It's not just because of the cultivation environment on Demon Island, but also because her immortal body is suitable for cultivation, which makes her cultivation speed so fast.

She had been practicing in a deep pool of spiritual liquid, and all the pores in her body were absorbing spiritual energy while she was practicing.

The spiritual spring pond for cultivation also has a great origin. It is called Fengyu Youquan, and it was moved from the demon clan’s territory specifically for her by the Judgment Hall.

In addition to Li Xianchan, there are seventy-seven female cultivators in the Void Refinement Realm on Demon Island. Each of them is extremely beautiful and has extraordinary talent.

They all possessed rare miraculous furnace bodies in the world, and were brought here by the Judgment Hall from all over the place to be cultivated here, like canaries in a cage. Some even became the furnace for a powerful person to break through the realm.

In addition, there are 500 female cauldrons at the peak of the Divine Transformation Realm on Demon Island, and there are more than 2,000 female cauldrons at the Divine Transformation Realm.

There are very few female cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage. Only those who possess rare cultivation talents and a cauldron-like physique will be arranged to be trained here.

The target of the 108 dragon guards dispatched by the Han and Tang Immortal Dynasty is here.

Of course, although these 108 Dragon Guards are all powerful masters in the Void Refinement Realm, the real combat power of this trip is the Ghost Guard's Spirit Master Shadow Moon.

Before the guard set off, Shadow Moon arrived in the airspace of Demon Island.

She broke the forbidden air formations here one by one.

Otherwise, the Dragon Guards would not be able to teleport here through the ancient teleportation array.

The outside world cannot find this place because it is hidden in the void by a ninth-order formation, and the airspace where it is located is isolated from the outside world by the space formation.

As such a secret strategic location as the Magic Island, it is natural that there are top-level experts guarding it, as well as a peerless protective formation.

This formation is called the Forbidden Formation of Space, and no one can enter or exit through any space teleportation.

The master of the formation is a puppet refined by an immortal, and can be regarded as the immortal's clone, possessing the strength of the late stage of tribulation.

Because this puppet is no different from a cultivator, he also cultivates step by step to reach the Tribulation Realm, but he is a puppet body.

At the control center of the Kong Jue Forbidden Formation, the figure sitting in front of the green jade desk raised his lowered eyelids and watched Youying Yue break the formation.

The slightly raised corners of his almond-shaped eyes were perfectly balanced between arrogance and gentleness. Pale golden runes swirled deep within his pupils, flickering like molten glass beneath the shadows of his eyelashes. The tapping of his knuckles on the table caused his wide, dark sleeves to fall, revealing the fine silver chains wrapped around his wrists. Each joint was forged of mithril, yet in the sunlight, it shone with a lustrous sheen almost like skin.

The twenty-eight constellations were embroidered in silver thread on his darkly patterned robe, moving like a living being as it rose and fell with his breathing. Green-gold veins, resembling meridians, extended from the collar, tracing the sides of his neck, emitting a faint shimmer as the Adam's apple rolled.

When the slender hands hold the teacup, the fine concentric circles on the fingertips can be seen in the mist, as if the tree rings are engraved with a century of loneliness.

The most bewitching thing is the vague melancholy between the brows. When the willow-leaf brows are slightly frowned, ripples appear on the cinnabar mark on the forehead.

The smile that always graced her lips was perpetually frozen on the brink of bloom, like a spring breeze frozen in time. The silver tassels dangling from her hair twitched softly with her movements, revealing upon closer inspection three hundred and sixty bronze bells inscribed with Sanskrit, each chime echoing the vibrations of the wind chimes on the eaves.

When he stared at the various nodes of the formation, the runes in his irises would suddenly accelerate, reflecting the millions of possible calculations of the formation's constant changes.

This terrifyingly precise agility is like imprisoning a soul that has experienced many vicissitudes of life in a bronze body, even the fine lines at the corners of the eyes are calculated to the exact degree.

He had a long career in the world of sutra cultivation and left behind a reputation of considerable influence.
He is Yang Zhenguo, a master of magic formations.

"With your dignity, is it an overreaction to do this personally?"

Yang Zhenguo sneered like a normal cultivator.

When Shadow Moon broke all the key nodes of the forbidden air formation in the airspace of Demon Island one by one, he took action next.

No one saw how Yang Zhenguo made his move. He just flicked his Taoist robe and the formation that had just been destroyed was restored to its original state.

It can be seen that his control over the Kong Jue Forbidden Formation has reached perfection.

"die!"

A voice sounded in Yang Zhenguo's soul sea, and he turned into a real puppet shell, sitting at the center of the control array of Demon Island without any life.

Obviously, Shadow Moon killed Yang Zhenguo by wiping out the soul of the immortal's clone.

The reason why she went to such great lengths to break the formation was to allow Yang Zhenguo to restore the formation and thus find an opportunity to invade his soul.

All this is easy to say, but extremely difficult to do.

After all, Yang Zhenguo is an incarnation of an immortal. Although he was refined before the immortal became an immortal, his soul has not transformed into an immortal soul, and his strength is not comparable to the souls of most powerful people who have overcome tribulations.

Furthermore, after Shadow Moon broke the formation, he quietly left behind a backup plan. Even Yang Zhenguo, with his knowledge comparable to that of an immortal, and his powerful soul, could hardly detect it, and he also avoided the cultivator's divine warning of the fatal danger.

All this is enough to show the mystery and power of Shadow Moon.

Shadow Moon destroyed such a large clone of the immortal, which was like a slap in the face of the immortal, and immediately brought revenge from the immortal himself.

Of course, this was all within Shadow Moon's expectations. Having accomplished his goal, he headed back. "You're looking for death! Even if someone protects you, I, the immortal, will still make you suffer."

A majestic voice came from the sky.

Shadow Moon, who was traveling through space towards the capital of the Han and Tang Immortal Dynasties, was suddenly pulled out of the void space by this voice.

At that time, she looked upon the immortal's clone as an ant, and now the immortal's shadow moon was even smaller than an ant.

However, due to Youyingyue's special identity, the immortal still had some concerns.

"What is to come will come. I am destined to face a life-or-death crisis. Please enlighten me, Immortal!"

Youyingyue actually regarded the attack from the immortal who looked upon her as an ant as an opportunity for suffering.

She was fully armed, and although she looked as though she were facing a powerful enemy, she also treated it as if she were a victorious general facing a battle normally.

Suddenly, the night sky was torn apart by a thunderstorm, and purple lightning moved along the cracks in the clouds.

Shadow Moon hovered in the center of the boiling vortex, its dark purple armor reflecting the clouds in the sky.

The seven spirit crystals embedded in the shoulder armor were making sharp buzzing sounds, like a ferocious beast trapped in an iron cage gnawing at its chains.

Her visor was cracked with three bloody grooves, revealing her pale jaw burned by the electric arc.

The dagger held in his reversed left hand still dripped a lava-like substance, while the gravity chains dangling from his right hand wrapped around a magical jade shield. The dark runes on the surface of his breastplate flickered, evaporating the torrential rain into a black mist shrouded in demonic energy.

When the blue light of the third wave of air strikes pierced the clouds, she suddenly bent over and gathered her strength.

"Come!"

A hoarse roar shattered the thunder. The visor on the faceplate suddenly exploded, revealing pupils burning with dark red energy.

She slashed her head with the dagger, and in the cracks in space created by the blade, thousands of annihilation lightning strikes appeared from the void.

The rainstorm condensed into ice crystals the moment it came into contact with the energy field, and was crushed into powder by the sudden shock wave. A purple aurora of death suddenly bloomed between heaven and earth.

Three hundred meters below my feet, the space seemed to begin to crack.

And she still hovered in the center of the collapsing world, her broken cloak fluttering like a beacon that refused to go out at the end of the eternal night.

"I know there are people in the Li family who are good at fortune-telling, but is there any fortune-telling that can solve the problem of heaven?"

The immortal's words were still ringing in his ears, and Shadow Moon had already suffered a thunderous blow.

Obviously, the immortal's previous move was just a teasing to her, as if the hope she had given was shattered by this blow.

"stop!"

"It's too late! How about we have a battle outside the Nine Heavens?"

The immortals of the Han and Tang Immortal Dynasty were a step too late to stop them, and did not respond to the other party's invitation to fight.

The battle between immortals is not so easy to start, because it will affect the entire Kunlun world.

The Han and Tang Immortal Dynasties were not prepared for this. Their most important task at the moment was to wait for the Immortal Emperor to overcome the tribulation and become an immortal.

Of course, it was also because the Han Tang Immortal Dynasty had achieved its goal this time that one hundred and eight powerful Void Refining warriors came to the Demon Island.

At this time, the immortal naturally could not take action against this group of cultivators in the Void Refinement Realm, and could only notify the Judgment Hall to handle it.

The Dragon Guards of the Han and Tang Immortal Dynasty did not come here to abduct these female cultivators. Even though they were extremely valuable as cauldrons, they had greater uses.

Leader of the Dragon Guards led his men all the way to attack the Youle Palace, and Li Xianchan was their only target.

The people who serve the female cultivators on the Demon Island include a group of maids with low cultivation levels, and the actual military force is a group of puppet armies.

When they were still a thousand miles away from Youle Palace, they encountered a powerful puppet army head-on.

Long Weilue formed a Kuilang battle formation and took the initiative to seize the initiative in the battle.

One hundred and eight beams of light penetrated the chaos, and wherever they passed, the space was twisted into a vortex.

The puppet army's copper bodies burst into dazzling runes, the heavy halberds split the ground three hundred feet apart, and the blade wheels spun out a scarlet storm.

The old man in front of the formation pressed his palms in the air, and nine thunder talismans condensed into a purple lightning Qilin that charged through the air, blasting the twelve axe-wielding puppets into molten iron residue.

A three-headed, six-armed war puppet suddenly appeared in the black armor puppet formation, and six bronze maces attracted bloody evil clouds.

A monk in green robes slashed his sword across his brow, and his innate spiritual fire transformed into a golden crow that burned the sky, making the evil clouds sizzle.

A deafening explosion was heard from the flank—eight powerful Void-Refining warriors formed a formation and summoned the Taiyi Green Light. Thousands of ice blades penetrated the thirty-foot-thick bronze shield wall, and the puppet heads at the rear exploded with cold blue fire one after another.

Suddenly, hundreds of spear-wielding puppets emerged from the ground, and the spear formation was like a poisonous dragon emerging from the sea.

Another purple-robed monk threw out seven gilded talismans, which were used to form a prison cage to suppress the gun formation. The female monk beside him took the opportunity to throw the meteorite shuttle, and the red light melted the entire row of puppets in half.

Before the puppet's body hit the ground, it was crushed into pieces by the sword and axe puppets rushing in from behind.

A chaotic vortex exploded in the northwest, and eighteen seal-holding puppets formed an ancient sky-sealing formation.

Another old man with white eyebrows shouted angrily and formed seals. Nine layers of mountain shadows appeared behind him, and he faced the black chains that burst out from the ancient formation.

The space collapsed where the two great forces collided, and all the puppets within three hundred miles were sucked into nothingness. The three powerful Void Refining masters spit out their own blood essence, and took advantage of the momentum to blast out spiritual light that broke through the boundary and tore open the way ahead.

A giant puppet a hundred feet tall suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield, each holding an ancient and ferocious weapon in its eight arms.

A gray-robed monk in the center of the Kuilang battle formation stepped into the air, and three hundred and sixty rivers of sword energy appeared around him, colliding with the world-destroying gale released by the murderous soldiers.

The sound of metal clashing shattered the ten-mile cloud layer. The three shield-wielding monks below took the opportunity to cast the Prison-Suppressing Talisman. The long dragon of magma gushing from the earth veins melted the giant puppet's feet into molten iron.

Thunder and fire raged on the eastern battlefield, and the thirty-refined void formation summoned the Azure Dragon Dharma Image.

This is the Dragon Guard's hidden trump card besides the battle formation.

The dragon's tail swept across the ground, and nearly a hundred puppets holding crossbows were hit and flew across ten miles. Some puppets were missing arms and legs.

Then the Xuanyin True Water spewed out by the dragon's breath froze the entire bronze chariot.

The core monk of the Kuilang battle formation suddenly roared, and his Dharma image transformed into thousands of lightning spears that penetrated into the enemy formation. Wherever he passed, the puppet cores exploded into brilliant rain of light.

The remaining puppets still came like a tide, but they could no longer block the bloody path torn open by the sharp arrows of Lianxu.

Suddenly, a powerful aura came from the direction of Youle Palace, which was far beyond the reach of a sixth-level puppet.

"Captain Ye, what should we do? There's actually a seventh-level puppet here."

Someone shouted out involuntarily.

(End of this chapter)