Immortality and cultivation begin with full comprehension.

Chapter 741 The Starry Robe, an Unexpected Gift (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Whether it's the strange changes in the "Boundary-Breaking Sword" or the guidance from the "Yin-Yang Treasure Mirror," it all suggests that the important figures of the "Divine Firmament Dao Sect" seem to have been planning this for a long time.

It's just unclear whether this scheme is ultimately aimed at the remnant soul of Xing Tian, ​​the Asura clan, or...

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The knocking on the door interrupted my thoughts.

Li Yunjing suppressed all the strange phenomena and said in a deep voice, "Come in."

The wooden door creaked open, revealing two ghost messengers whom I had never seen before.

They carried a bronze box, put it down, and immediately retreated three zhang away: "The judge ordered us to deliver this item, saying it is to compensate you for your destroyed robe."

After the ghost messenger left, Li Yunjing cautiously used his sword energy to open the box lid.

Inside the box was a neatly folded black robe, the fabric of which was neither silk nor linen, and faintly shimmered with starlight.

When you lift it, you realize it's surprisingly heavy; the pendant hanging from the hem of the robe isn't an ordinary jade pendant, but a miniature model of a star.

"This is... the Starry Sky Robe?"

Li Yunjing recalled ancient records and legends that after the demon race was defeated, the "Zhou Tian Xing Dou Da Zhen" was inherited by the Heavenly Court. After several failed attempts to refine it, it occasionally produced this kind of waste material containing star power.

Although it is less than one ten-millionth of the power of the original innate materials.

However, these scraps are still top-tier materials for ordinary cultivators and weak immortals and gods.

These materials gradually flowed out of the Heavenly Court and fell into the hands of various forces.

Some materials were refined into armor, some into magical artifacts, some into weapons, and some were broken down into their most basic form.

The "Starry Sky Robe" is one such way of utilizing it.

It is said to be a standard robe made by the Twenty-Eight Constellations of Heaven, incorporating a little bit of waste material from the "Zhou Tian Xing Dou Da Zhen" (Great Array of the Heavenly Stars), and was given to trusted subordinates to wear.

Wearing this standard robe allows one to automatically absorb the power of the stars, which is of great benefit to cultivation.

In terms of rank, the "Starry Sky Robe" is far superior to his "Nine Heavens Thunder Pattern Robe".

As for the Heavenly Court and the trashy robes that cultivators can wear?

In the Heavenly Court, there are many immortals and gods, but that does not mean that they are all powerful.

The so-called heavenly soldiers and generals are weak beings, who in ancient times were just cultivators at the Refining Spirit and Returning to Emptiness realm.

In this era, the levels of cultivators who have refined their spirit and returned to emptiness are divided into two realms: the realm of transforming spirit and the realm of returning to emptiness.

In other words, even the weakest cultivator in the heavens is only one realm higher than "Tianlan Star".

Even in the celestial realm, this "Starry Robe" would be considered a good piece of equipment.

In addition, the Immortal Realm is also known as the "Earthly Immortal Realm".

In the "Immortal Realm," not everyone is an immortal; there are even mortals who can live for hundreds or thousands of years.

In any world, the number of people at the bottom far exceeds the number of experts at the top.

Therefore, the "Starry Sky Robe" does not appear cheap!
"Thank you both. Please convey my gratitude to the judge!"

The moment he put on the "Starry Night Robe," he clearly felt the chaotic light cluster spinning faster.

Especially on the robe, the cosmic star map was dazzling, and the speed of spiritual power circulation in the body increased by more than 30%.

Even more remarkably, Li Yunjing vaguely sensed that the "Starry Sky Robe" seemed to connect to a mysterious world, where the power of stars was drawn from another dimension.

This gave Li Yunjing a glimmer of hope in escaping the "Nine Netherworlds".

His divine sense also underwent a new transformation, materializing into a spiritual form that could radiate for a full 180 miles, comparable to a True Person at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul realm.

His "Thunder God Body" also advanced further by absorbing the "Law of Death" and gathering the power of the Yellow Springs, reaching the sixth level of the Nascent Soul realm.

The dual cultivation of Dharma and body has achieved balance for the first time.

As for magical power?

Li Yunjing felt that even if he went all out and used all kinds of thunder techniques and supreme supernatural powers, he would not be at risk of exhaustion even if he fought with the enemy for ten days or half a month.

This was still a peak burst of energy!
In a normal battle, Li Yunjing could rely on pills and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to restore his strength. Even if he fought with the enemy for three to five years, he didn't seem to be worried about being exhausted.

In the following period, without any ghost messengers from the underworld to disturb him, Li Yunjing almost never left his house, focusing on adapting to his newfound power.

He expanded the "Boundary of Life and Death" from three zhang to ten zhang, within which the rules of life and death could be changed at will.

During one experiment, the boundary was accidentally extended outside the palace, which happened to cover several wandering ghost soldiers.

Under the influence of the laws of life, those undead creatures turned into wisps of smoke and vanished.

This result surprised even him.

Within a ten-zhang radius, one becomes the master of life and death, which is almost no different from being a god!

This power filled Li Yunjing with ecstasy!

Perhaps one day, once his "Boundary of Life and Death" is opened, it will cover an entire country and continent, and the life and death of all living beings on the continent will be in Li Yunjing's hands.

On the morning of the last day, the "Hall of Contemplation" suddenly shook violently.

Li Yunjing rushed out of the palace and saw that the blood moon above the "Reincarnation Bureau" was being devoured by shadows, just as the judge had said, the beginning of the lunar eclipse.

The Yin energy in the entire "Nine Netherworld" became as thick as paste, and the distant sounds of ghostly wails echoed...

This is the fear of the ghosts in the underworld regarding the strange celestial phenomena.

"The time has come."

Li Yunjing was fully prepared to depart.

The "Starry Sky Robe" has been changed to a dark gray color most suitable for stealth, the "Boundary-Breaking Sword" hangs at the waist, and all the magical treasures are on the body, ready to be activated at any time.

Before leaving, he took one last look at the "Hall of Contemplation," and said, "We must succeed!"

As Li Yunjing passed through the many palaces, he found that the "Reincarnation Bureau" was much quieter than usual.

The number of patrolling ghost soldiers has decreased sharply, and the occasional ghost messengers encountered are all in a hurry.

As he passed a fork in the road, he suddenly felt a strange fluctuation coming from the direction of the "Soul-Suppressing Banner".

The judge is already waiting in the "Yin-Yang Boundary" at the deepest part of the "Reincarnation Bureau".

This is the only legal passage from the Nine Netherworlds to the Burial God Abyss, usually guarded by eighteen ghost kings, but now it is deserted.

The yin-yang fish pattern at the judge's feet was slowly rotating; in the white fish's eye was an ancient well, and in the black fish's eye was an altar burning with eerie green flames.

"The lunar eclipse lasted for six hours."

The judge handed over a bone fragment engraved with runes, saying, "This is a pass. Bring this back to avoid being attacked by the great formation."

"Jumping down will land you directly on the outer edge of the 'Burial Abyss of Gods,' so be sure to avoid those drifting 'memory fragments'!"

Pointing to the ancient well, he said, "They are all fragments of time and space that were cut down by Xing Tian's axe."

Li Yunjing solemnly accepted the bone fragment and discovered that the back was engraved with the Taishan Talisman of the Eastern Peak Emperor.

He suddenly asked, "Senior, what if I don't return..."

"Then it proves that the Celestial Venerable misjudged."

The judge waved his hand, stopping Li Yunjing from continuing.

"Take this."

The broken vermilion pen slipped from his sleeve. "Injecting spiritual power in times of crisis can temporarily mobilize some of the authority of the 'Reincarnation Bureau'! But it can only be used once."

"Thank you, Your Honor!"

Li Yunjing bowed deeply and then leaped into the ancient well.

During his descent, he heard the judge's last words: "Remember, the most dangerous thing in the 'Abyss of Burial Gods' is not the 'Black Tortoise of Hell,' but your own thoughts..."

"Pfft..."

The well water was icy cold, and it was no ordinary water.

Every drop of water carries countless fragments of memories, forcing Li Yunjing to seal his consciousness to avoid being overwhelmed by the torrent of information.

The fall seemed endless until one moment it suddenly pierced the water and landed on the soft black sand.

Looking up, the so-called "Burial Abyss of Gods" turned out to be a starless night sky.

Countless weapon fragments were half-buried in the black sand beneath their feet, while the silhouette of a towering axe stood in the distance.

Most chillingly, translucent fragments of memories floated in the air...

Each fragment depicts a scene of carnage from an ancient battlefield.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

Li Yunjing had only taken three steps when the black sand beneath his feet suddenly surged, and half of a rusty spear sprang out of the sand, its tip pointing directly at his throat.

In the instant he dodged to the side, he noticed a rotten piece of armor hanging from the wooden handle of the spear, and the runes remaining on the piece were quite eerie.

It's not the aura of the underworld, but the aura of the immortals?
It also contains a kind of savage, primordial atmosphere?

"Is this the aura of the Witch Clan?"

He felt a chill and looked up at the fragments of memory floating in the air.

The term "Witch Clan" is so distant.

There are only scattered records on "Tianlan Star", and almost no activities of the Wu tribe.

As for some of the existing barbarian tribes or other tribes, they seem to have inherited a small part of the Wu tribe's traditions.

But in reality, it didn't inherit the essence at all.

This is also why the barbarians are at the bottom of the food chain on "Tianlan Star".

The barbarians were even weaker than some demon races.

"Roar……"

Just as Li Yunjing was deep in thought, a muffled roar came from the depths of the abyss, and black sand suddenly stirred up a cloud of dust.

Li Yunjing quickly activated the "Life and Death Domain," and the sand within a ten-zhang radius instantly solidified.

During this brief pause, he could see clearly that the smoke and dust contained countless monsters made up of weapon wreckage, their eye sockets burning with blood-red flames.

"These are battle spirits assimilated by Xing Tian's malevolent energy."

Li Yunjing gripped the "Boundary-Breaking Sword," and his "Starry Sky Robe" automatically illuminated the brilliance of the Twenty-Eight Constellations. Starlight, five-colored divine light, yin and yang energies, and the boundary between life and death—four types of energy—formed a comprehensive protection.

"Perfect timing to test my newfound power."

The yin-yang pattern beneath his feet flashed, and the ten-zhang boundary suddenly flipped.

The solidified sand grains transformed into sharp bone spikes, piercing the monsters in the front row into sieves.

After the monsters shattered, the crimson flames surging from the remains were about to spread when they were purified into white light spots by the laws of life within the realm.

"It really works."

Li Yunjing was overjoyed and moved through the monster horde like a ghost.

In the mortal realm, vital energy is something cultivators dream of, but in the underworld, it's the opposite; vital energy is practically the most poisonous gas.

It poses a deadly threat to beings in the underworld.

Li Yunjing continued his journey, constantly using the "Boundary Between Life and Death" to purify the battle souls that had been corrupted by Xing Tian's malevolent energy.

As they ventured deeper into the "Abyss of Burial Gods," the surrounding scenery became increasingly eerie.

The black sand gradually turned into dark red soil, as if it had been soaked in blood for countless years. Faint whispers drifted in the air, like the wails of the dead on an ancient battlefield.

And those fragments of memory have become even more densely packed.

Li Yunjing carefully avoided them, but a few still grazed his body.

In an instant, his consciousness was pulled into an ancient battlefield...

The heavens shattered, the earth cracked, and countless immortals and gods clashed with the witch clan...

A headless giant wielded a giant axe, his fighting spirit soaring to the heavens. With a single swing of the axe, stars fell and perished!

"Xing Tian..."

Li Yunjing was deeply shocked, but quickly broke free from the influence of the fragmented memories.

"These fragments are indeed dangerous. If you are not careful, you will be pulled into the illusion of the ancient battlefield and unable to get out."

He took a deep breath and continued walking.

Influenced by these memories, one may eventually tamper with their own memories, causing chaos in their consciousness.

This is extremely dangerous!
Just like soul searching, why do only high-level cultivators target low-level cultivators?

This is because each person's memories contain a massive amount of information, and if absorbed by oneself, it can negatively impact one's own consciousness.

If they can absorb it, that's fine; if they can't, mental breakdown is not impossible.

This is an ancient battlefield where countless immortals and gods perished. These remaining fragments of memory have not disappeared with time.

Instead, it survived under unusual circumstances.

Each fragment of memory is equivalent to a piece of history.

The sheer volume of information is beyond the capacity of a typical junior cultivator's consciousness.

Faced with these fragments of memory, Li Yunjing, though tempted by the secrets they held, dared not easily access them.

Once someone reads the mind of a being of divine or immortal level, their sea of ​​consciousness might explode.

Li Yunjing dared not attempt such a dangerous endeavor.

As they ventured deeper, a violent tremor came from ahead.

"Rumble..."

The black sand churned, and a huge crack appeared in the ground. A giant hand, made up of countless bones, suddenly reached out and grabbed at him!

"The Prison-Suppressing Black Tortoise?"

Li Yunjing's pupils contracted, and he immediately activated the "Starry Robe," causing starlight to flow as his figure instantly retreated a hundred feet.

"Boom!"

However, the giant hand followed closely and slammed down!

"Lightning Release Technique!"

Li Yunjing let out a low shout, his figure flashed, and he transformed into a bolt of lightning to dodge!
Faced with an existence of this caliber, he dared not resist at all!
Li Yunjing couldn't withstand any of Li Yunjing's moves!

As the lightning dissipated, Li Yunjing appeared on a pile of bones a hundred feet away.

As soon as he regained his footing, he saw viscous black water gushing out from the huge crack, and a colossal creature, a combination of a tortoise and a snake, emerged from the waves.

The snake raised its head high, its forked tongue flicking out, the venom dripping from it corroding the black sand into deep, sizzling pits.

The tortoise shell was cast like black jade, and the star patterns on its shell resonated faintly with the constellation map on his robe, yet it exuded a completely different, fierce aura.

"It is not the true form of the 'Prison-Suppressing Black Tortoise,' but rather a manifestation of its resentment."

Li Yunjing instantly discerned the truth from the falsehood.

The true "Hell-Suppressing Xuanwu" should be guarding the "World-Splitting Axe." The one before us seems to be a remnant of the original body, intensified by Xing Tian's malevolent energy, yet it already possesses one-tenth of the original's power.

"hiss……"

The snake's head suddenly swooped down, and the moment its mouth opened, countless fragments of memory were sucked into it, transforming into black poison arrows that shot towards Li Yunjing.

The scenes of battle in those fragments flowed across the poisoned arrows, the wails of immortals and gods and the roars of the witch clan intertwined into ear-piercing sound waves, attempting to directly shatter his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Boundary between Life and Death, turn!"

Li Yunjing formed a hand seal, and the ten-zhang boundary suddenly reversed.

The white fish area, which originally nurtured life, transformed into all-consuming darkness, and was decomposed into the most primal yin energy the moment the poisoned arrow pierced it; while the black fish area, which represented death, lit up with a soft golden light, purifying the sound waves into nothingness.

This is a new move he created after integrating the laws of life and death—"Reverse Realm," which can briefly reverse the rules of life and death within a realm.

"Roar……"

The tortoise shell of the "Prison-Suppressing Black Tortoise" suddenly lit up, and countless black beams of light were projected from the star patterns on its back. Wherever the beams landed, vines entwined with corpse energy immediately sprouted.

The pile of bones beneath Li Yunjing's feet was instantly enveloped by vines. The moment he leaped into the air, the spot where he had been standing had transformed into a cage made of white bones and black vines.

"The Starry Robe, shifting and changing stars!"

He traced the Big Dipper pattern on his robe with his fingertips, and suddenly disappeared from his spot, appearing a moment later behind and to the side of Xuanwu.

The "Boundary-Breaking Sword" pierced straight at the snake's head, accompanied by a chaotic ball of light!

The scales there are relatively thin, and you can vaguely see the bluish veins hidden beneath them.

"when……"

The sword light struck the scales, but was deflected three feet away.

The black serpent's head suddenly spun around, spewing out a black mist carrying ancient turbidity. Li Yunjing hurriedly activated his Five-Colored Divine Light for defense, but was still grazed on the shoulder by the black mist. The surface of his Starry Sky Robe instantly decayed into ash, revealing fine black spots.

"It's incredibly corrosive."

He was startled; this turbid energy could directly corrode a sixth-order ancient magic weapon, making it comparable to the Prison-Suppressing Demon Lord he had once seen.

Such power is almost impossible to resist!

This is power at the level of immortals and gods.

Fortunately, this terrifying being was not its true form; otherwise, Li Yunjing wouldn't have had a single chance to dodge.

Even this clone formed from primordial energy is not something Li Yunjing can handle.

Just when Li Yunjing was in danger, the fragments of memory floating in the air suddenly became restless.

In the largest fragment, Xing Tian is wielding the World-Splitting Axe, fighting a giant tortoise. The tortoise's snake tail is cleaved open by the axe blade, and the flowing blood forms a river on the ground...

That is the prototype of the Xuanwu that guards the prison.

"It turns out they had a long-standing feud."

Li Yunjing's eyes lit up, and he suddenly rushed towards the direction of the memory fragments.

As expected, the resentment of the "Prison-Suppressing Black Tortoise" was drawn to the fragment. The moment the snake's head turned towards the fragment, Li Yunjing seized the opportunity and threw the vermilion pen given to him by the judge at that memory fragment.

"Boom!"

The reincarnation runes on the vermilion brush shattered the fragments of memory, and instantly, a headless, burly man wielding a giant axe appeared in the void.

The giant axe, seemingly capable of tearing the heavens and earth apart, cleaved down towards Xuanwu.

"Crack!"

The previously arrogant Xuanwu clone was reduced to two halves as if made of paper.

"It's now!"

Without any hesitation, Li Yunjing unleashed his "Lightning Escape Technique" three times in succession, dodging the attack and continuing his ascent into the abyss.

After using lightning strikes three times in a row, Li Yunjing appeared on a relatively flat black rock platform.

He had just regained his balance when he began to cough violently, a trickle of black blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Just now, in order to avoid the aftershocks of Xing Tian's phantom and Xuanwu's clone, I forcibly activated the lightning escape technique, which has injured my internal organs.

"Such a strong pressure..."

He looked up into the deeper abyss, where the space had twisted into a vortex, and the outline of a giant axe could be vaguely seen floating in the vortex.

The air was thick as congealed blood, and every breath felt like a blade scraping the throat. The stars on the "Starry Robe" flickered, clearly resisting some kind of erosion.

What alarmed him even more was that a low battle roar began to echo in his sea of ​​consciousness. The remnants of the battle spirits he had purified seemed to awaken the moment Xing Tian's phantom appeared, and were trying to breach his soul defenses.

"Certainly!"

Li Yunjing pointed his sword finger at his brow, and the "Heavenly Thunder Emperor Seal" suddenly erupted, bombarding his sea of ​​consciousness and suppressing those restless remnants.

He then realized that his palms were covered in cold sweat.

The fighting spirit emanating from that illusory figure of Xing Tian had instilled a deep-seated fear in this ninth-stage Golden Core cultivator.

He saw the phantom of Xing Tian as an ant saw a giant elephant.

They're not even in the same dimension.

A world apart!

"We must obtain the malevolent energy as soon as possible."

Li Yunjing bit into a healing pill, which melted instantly in his mouth, turning into a warm current that repaired his damaged meridians.

He dared not delay any longer, and unleashed the "Boundary of Life and Death," "Infinite Starry Sky," "Five-Colored Divine Light," "Yin and Yang Qi," and "Four Guardian Beasts" to protect his body, before slowly walking towards that spatial vortex.

This is already Li Yunjing's strongest defensive form.

He has experienced many crises and rarely uses such extreme power.

The closer you get to the vortex, the hotter the black rocks on the ground become, and you can vaguely see dark red magma flowing in the cracks.

The fragments of memory in the air have become so dense that they are almost connected, and the scenes of battle within the fragments have become clearer.

The headless Xing Tian wielded his giant axe and cleaved open the Southern Heavenly Gate, causing countless immortals and gods to perish in the axe's light; the Great Emperor of the Eastern Peak held the Taishan Seal to suppress the sea of ​​blood, but Xing Tian shattered the seal's corner with a single axe strike...

"These are all ancient secrets that have never been recorded before."

Li Yunjing forcibly suppressed his desire to investigate. He could feel that these fragments were subtly changing his perception, as if they were trying to turn him into a battle spirit obsessed with killing.

Suddenly, a gurgling sound came from the lava ahead, and a giant hand made of solidified lava shot out, grabbing at Li Yunjing's ankle.

The giant hand was covered with runes from the Xingtian Axe, and the moment it grabbed, the "Boundary Between Life and Death" loosened slightly.

"It is another manifestation of a battle spirit."

Li Yunjing's eyes narrowed, and he thrust out the "Boundary-Breaking Sword" with a backhand motion.

The moment the sword light pierced through the giant hand, he clearly saw countless remnants of immortals and gods emerging from the magma. These remnants of souls were bound by malevolent energy and could only be forced to condense into weapons to attack the invaders.

"The cycle of life and death!"

He let out a low shout, and the laws of life within the realm suddenly erupted.

The remnant souls of immortals and gods, bound by malevolent energy, sighed with relief in the white light, then vanished as specks of golden light. The giant magma hand, having lost the support of the remnant souls, disintegrated into countless sparks.

After repeating this process several times, Li Yunjing finally reached the edge of the spatial vortex.

At the center of the vortex, the full form of the "Dimensional Rift Axe" is finally revealed!

The axe handle was a thousand feet long, wrapped with a jet-black chain, the other end of which was deeply embedded in the void.

The axe blade was over a hundred feet wide, with dark golden light flowing from its edge. Countless runes floated in the light, and upon closer inspection, they were all ancient seal script characters for "war" and "kill".

(End of this chapter)