Kamimine

Chapter 60 If I Ascend to the Pinnacle of the Gods

Ma Xian was dressed in white, with a jade flute hanging at his waist, exuding an extraordinary air.

"Impressive, a second-tier fighter battling a fourth-tier fighter. Unfortunately, it ends here."

Ma Xian looked down at Liu Chengfeng, the pressure of the Great Dao like a giant mountain obscuring the sky.

The disciples present were breathless, and it was difficult for them to even speak.

No one in the younger generation can rival Ma Xian; he is too powerful.

"Will you obediently surrender quickly, or will I cut you into human sticks and hand you over to Young Master Zhao?"

Ma Xian was arrogant, regarding Liu Chengfeng as an ant. No matter how powerful the Receiving Divine Treasury was, it was still just the Receiving Divine Treasury and could never shake the Great Dao Divine Treasury.

"Bullshit!"

Liu Chengfeng laughed loudly, his inner energy surged, a sword formation rose, magma rolled, and flames blotted out the sky.

The Molten Mountain Sword Formation unleashed its devastating power, while the Lava Heavenly Fire Sword Formation hurtled towards Ma Xian.

“I won’t shed tears until I see the coffin!”

With his weapon in hand, Ma Xian unleashed his power, his roar echoing across the land. His lion flames slashed down, splitting the earth and burning lakes with a single strike – his domineering power was unparalleled!
With a single strike, the sword formation shattered, the Eight Directions Protectorate Shield was also destroyed, and Liu Chengfeng was sent flying, spitting out blood as he landed in the crater.

"It is an honor for you that I, the Lion King, would wield this weapon."

Standing atop the precious golden gourd, Ma Xian looked down at the weapon in his hand, which resembled a knife but was not quite a knife; it was like rock and gold, shaped like a large knife with a flat blade, swallowed by a lion's mouth.

The Lion King Slayer is a low-grade weapon refined using Spirit Lion Ore.

The weapons of the Great Dao Divine Treasury can only be forged by four-times master swordsmiths.

Most of the weapons forged from a single mineral vein are incredibly powerful.

Everyone was horrified and wanted to tell Liu Chengfeng to escape.

Yi Yuzhou and the others looked solemn as they waited for Empress Qiuchi to make her move.

As long as Empress Qiuchi intervenes to save Liu Chengfeng, she will be put on the defensive.

Yi Yuzhou and his group were wary of Empress Qiuchi in her prime; if she were to preside over the Night Rain Qiuchi Formation, they would be hard-pressed to match her.

She has the advantage of both timing and location.

"Bullshit! You really think you're something special? In my eyes, you're nothing but bullshit."

Liu Chengfeng laughed wildly, not taking Ma Xian seriously.

"With the next strike, I'll cut off one of your arms and one of your legs."

Ma Xian's face darkened, and a murderous aura rose within him. If Zhao Tian hadn't wanted to sacrifice him alive, he would have killed Liu Chengfeng right now.

"Bring it on!"

Liu Chengfeng laughed wildly, unleashing his three major cultivation techniques, boundless fire spirit energy, and spewing forth a thousand-meter-long blazing flame.

"cut--"

Ma Xian's murderous aura surged, and the Lion King slashed down.

With a single slash, a lion roared to the heavens, cleaving through all directions, a thousand-meter-long blade of light slashing straight towards Liu Chengfeng.

Su Youqian and the others were horrified and couldn't bear to watch; this strike would surely take Liu Chengfeng's life.

With a clang, the slash was blocked. The ancient tree of Wuchao stretched out a branch to block the Lion King's Slash.

"Nothing special—"

Liu Chengfeng borrowed the ancient tree of Wuchao, and Wuchao opened its branches, each one like a sword, rushing towards Ma Xian.

Suddenly, an unexpected force appeared, startling Ma Xian, who used the Lion King's Slash to protect himself.

The tree branches, like swords, stretched in all directions, not to slay the horse spirit, but to seal off all sides, interlocking to form a large black bird's nest, locking the horse spirit inside.

"Now—"

Liu Chengfeng roared and threw the Bashan Night Rain Bell out.

The ancient tree of Wuchao reached out and slapped, and a loud "clang" resounded in all directions. The divine bell, as huge as the Bayu Mountains, flew out of the imperial city.

"Wind, take this!"

Outside the imperial city, the spear's power soared into the sky, golden light burst forth, and Empress Qiuchi, clad in golden dragon armor, swooped down, displaying dazzling divine skills.

At the same time, the Bashan Night Rain Bell, like a meteorite from the imperial city, also crashed down.

"you dare--"

A roar echoed from the manor at the foot of the mountain. A tall figure, like a divine lion, strode through the air, unleashing the Dragon Slash, stirring up wind and clouds, and battling in all directions.

"how so--"

The sudden change startled Ye Ziyang and Yi Yuzhou.

They had always believed that Empress Qiuchi was in the palace.

However, Feng Wanli, fearing to alert the enemy, did not want to be caught in the Night Rain Autumn Pool Sword Formation, so he hid in a manor outside the imperial city.

His whereabouts are unknown to outsiders.

Now, it is Empress Qiuchi who ambushes Feng Wanli, and Bashan Yeyuzhong crosses the entire imperial city, launching a long-range attack.

Those who thought they were in control ended up in a passive position.

"kill you!"

Liu Chengfeng stirred the ancient tree of Wuchao, causing it to spew forth thunder and fire.

"break--"

Ma Xian, locked in the crow's nest, roared and slashed in all directions, trying to break free of the nest, but was blocked.

Unable to destroy the nest, the horse spirit used its treasures to protect itself, attempting to block the heavenly thunder and earthly fire.

Unfortunately, this heavenly thunder and earthly fire were originally ignited by the general Li Huo, so how could Ma Xian possibly stop it?

"what--"

Ma Xian was burned by heavenly lightning and earthly fire, screaming incessantly.

"It's your turn."

Ignoring the burning horse spirit, Liu Chengfeng swooped down and absorbed a large amount of fire spiritual energy.

The Molten Mountain Sword Formation erupted, with flames stretching for thousands of meters and magma rolling, its sword energy spreading across the domain.

Melting Mountain Sword Body Break! One of the Five Forms of Sword Body.

The volcano, flames, lava, and sword array are all integrated into one sword, five hundred meters long, sweeping horizontally to shatter mountains and destroy cities.

Lei Jun and Li Longbiao were shocked. They raised their shields like mountains and drew their swords like thunder, trying to break the sword.

Liu Chengfeng and the ancestral hall were one. The entire mountain was engulfed in flames, and the sword energy shattered mountains and lakes. Its power was so great that even a fourth-level cultivator could not withstand it.

The shield shattered and the blade broke, a scream rang out, and as Li Longbiao's shield shattered, a sword pierced his chest.

Lei Jun was terrified and turned to flee.

The 500-meter-long sword slashed down, and Lei Jun couldn't block it; his head fell to the ground.

In the distance, a deafening roar erupted as the power of a demigod exploded forth, sweeping across the imperial city like a tidal wave, leaving everyone in shock.

Like the golden lion god, the wind soared ten thousand miles, tearing through the offensive and breaking through the encirclement.

"I will spare you for now."

Feng Wanli ascended to the sky and flew away, but he did not gain any advantage in the joint attack by the Autumn Pool Empress and the Bashan Night Rain Bell.

Unsure of Qiuchi Kingdom's remaining tricks, he dared not linger and retreated.

"Your turn—"

Liu Chengfeng pointed his sword at Ye Yitian, who was terrified and turned to flee.

With Lei Jun and Li Longbiao killed, how could he dare to fight?

"kill--"

Liu Chengfeng showed no mercy, pursuing relentlessly. He channeled his fire elemental energy into his body, unleashing the Melting Mountain Sword Formation.

Flames blotted out the sky as the Molten Mountain Heavenly Fire Sword Array crushed and bombarded the enemy, its sword energy reaching a thousand meters in length.

Ye Yitian roared and unleashed the Four Symbols Seal, summoning the Fire Ox, Flaming Pig, Fierce Bird, and Crimson Serpent to protect him and block the attack.

But it was unstoppable; the four elements collapsed, and the sword energy crashed down. "Father, save me—"

Ye Yitian screamed in horror.

"you dare--"

Ye Ziyang was furious and wanted to save his son.

With a "bang," Empress Qiuchi descended, wielding the Ice Phoenix Spear, her power overwhelming all directions, freezing the imperial city, her spear's aura intimidating.

Ye Ziyang was startled and took a step back, looking around as if to call for help, but Yi Yuzhou and the others had already disappeared without a trace.

When the wind retreated, they knew the situation was hopeless and quietly left.

Without Yi Yuzhou and the others, how could Ye Ziyang dare to confront Empress Qiuchi and remain defiant?

A scream rang out as he watched helplessly as his son was pierced through the body by the sword energy and died.

"It's just that his skills are inferior—"

Ye Ziyang trembled, trying to hold back her tears, and staggered.

"Your Majesty, the ancestral hall has been opened, and Qiuchi Kingdom is prospering. Congratulations, Your Majesty."

Ye Ziyang bowed deeply, disregarding his loss of composure, and turned to leave.

At that moment, Ye Ziyang suddenly aged, his body hunched over.

Ye Yiqing hurriedly helped her father leave, turning back as he departed, her expression sad and complicated.

The scene was silent; everyone stared blankly, everything had changed so quickly that it was hard to keep up.

In a short time, the situation turned around.

Empress Qiuchi remained cold and aloof, refusing to kill Ye Ziyang.

Ye Ziyang ultimately restrained himself, preventing himself from being exposed and leaving Empress Qiuchi without a legitimate reason to attack.

Liu Chengfeng sat down, took the blood-nourishing medicine and the mountain pills, and circulated his inner energy to replenish his blood and qi and heal his injuries.

Since he became an alchemist, he doesn't feel bad about consuming blood-nourishing pills.

No need to buy it, make it yourself.

Empress Qiuchi stood with her spear in hand, cold as ice, her imposing aura protecting Liu Chengfeng.

No one dared to speak; everyone held their breath.

Liu Chengfeng regulated his breathing for ten cycles to recover his strength, then stood up and bowed deeply to the ancient tree of Wuchao.

Ma Xian had long been burned to ashes by the thunder and fire of the Wuchao Ancient Tree.

"What can I do for you, senior?"

Liu Chengfeng was very grateful to the ancient tree of Wuchao.

"I don't need anything, it would be best if you could become a god."

Wu Chao Gu Shu was kind-hearted and asked for nothing in return for helping Liu Chengfeng.

Liu Chengfeng felt a surge of warmth and gratitude; no one had ever helped him without expecting anything in return.

"If I ever ascend to the pinnacle of the gods, I will surely repay the kindness of my predecessors."

Liu Chengfeng made a bold vow to repay the kindness of the ancient tree at Wuchao.

The stone lion snorted coldly, as if to speak, but in the end said nothing.

"I look forward to that day."

The ancient tree of Wuchao, delicate and timid, accepted Liu Chengfeng's bold promise.

Liu Chengfeng bids farewell to the ancient tree of Wuchao.

Empress Qiuchi dismissed everyone. The disciples of the Grandmaster's Mansion, with their complex expressions and conflicting thoughts, all left one after another.

For the first time, the Grandmaster's Mansion, which had always been loyal to Ye Ziyang, began to waver, and its power was waning.

After returning to the palace, Gong Nan couldn't contain himself and went to Liu Chengfeng's door to ask for the cultivation method.

"Has the Prince created the Xianjuan Innate Heart Method? Or should I stay a little longer?"

Nangong was anxious and wanted Xianjuan Xiantian.

"If that doesn't work, the Crow Nest Heart Sutra will also do. Our agreement is still valid, and I will fulfill my promise to the Prince."

Nangong Zheng said weakly.

The Crow's Nest Heart Sutra was extremely important to him; it was the key to becoming a fourth-level alchemist.

If there were any other way, he wouldn't have come to Qiuchi Kingdom.

“Senior, my word is my bond. If I say I will give you the Xianjuan Xiantian, then you are the Xianjuan Xiantian.”

"You, you really joined Sunac?"

Nangong was shocked. Xianjuan was innate, and he didn't have much hope.

Liu Chengfeng had only recently comprehended the Wuchao Heart Method. Even the most outstanding genius needs time to integrate and create the Xianjuan Innate Scroll.

"When I was studying the Wuchao Heart Method, I also took the opportunity to integrate it into the Xianjuan Primordial Scroll."

Liu Chengfeng's casual words left Nangong Zheng speechless with shock.

A sage with innate talent, able to fuse creations effortlessly? What kind of nonsense is this? What kind of monster is this?

Liu Chengfeng didn't hold back and passed on Lei Kui's mental cultivation method to Nangong Zheng.

"The Xianjuan Xiantian is even more advanced than the Wuchao Xinfa. This Xinfa can generate spiritual stove thunder and fire, and can also be integrated with my Xinfa."

The practice was extremely suitable, and Nangong was overjoyed.

With the Xianjuan Innate Heart Method and the true blood of a 200,000-year-old imperial beast, he could break through the 40-mile Blood Sea and become a fourth-level alchemist.

Alchemists at the fourth level of refinement are only found in the Divine Dynasty.

The true blood of a 200,000-year-old imperial beast is extremely rare and commands an astronomical price.

Fortunately, he knew how to buy it.

"Brother, I accept this kindness. It's not just a promise; if you need me, just give the word, and I'll do my best."

Even the arrogant Nangong Zheng was completely convinced and bowed deeply to Liu Chengfeng.

Nangong Zheng had met countless important figures, but very few could command his respect so much.

Liu Chengfeng hurriedly helped Nangong Zheng up.

"You must find a way to strengthen the Blood Sea, and I hope you can become the only Five-Refining Alchemist in the Qingmeng Realm."

"Has the Azure Mist Realm never had a Fifth-Rank Alchemist?"

"Legend has it that there was one in a very distant era, and since then, there has never been one again."

How difficult is it to become a Fifth Refinement cultivator?

"As difficult as ascending to heaven."

When the legendary levels of alchemists were mentioned, Nangong Zheng also became very serious.

"You possess the innate talent of the Wise Scroll. If you also possess the true blood of a 500,000-year-old imperial beast, you will surely succeed."

"The true blood of a five-hundred-thousand-year-old imperial beast."

Liu Chengfeng was shocked; he couldn't have this.

"Indeed, it's unattainable. As far as I know, there's no such thing for sale on the market, except for those that are 200,000 years old. They are imperial beasts, capable of rivaling gods."

"That won't work."

Liu Chengfeng couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"I have faith in you. If one day you can create the Divine Scroll Heart Method."

"The Blood Sea Divine Treasury Heart Method has never been a divine scroll."

Liu Chengfeng had heard this saying before.

The Blood Sea Divine Treasury, the initial divine treasury, was created when some people, after achieving godhood, explored even more powerful realms and had no time to create and comprehend the Blood Sea Divine Treasury.

Therefore, it has always been said that the Blood Sea Divine Treasury contains no divine scrolls, whether in terms of mental cultivation techniques or martial arts methods.

(End of this chapter)