After a century of worship, I became the ancestor of the tribe

Chapter 430 Subduing the Spirit Barrier, Revenge is Taken (7,000-word Chapter)

The most famous cultivation medicines below the seventh rank are the Profound God Spirit Liquid and the Profound God Spirit Essence, but this does not mean that there are no other cultivation medicines.

For example, the Six Gods Pill can also help people break through from the early stage of the sixth rank to the middle stage of the sixth rank.

Not to mention anything else, the Xuan Shen spiritual liquid medicinal materials produced within this ruin alone can be refined directly on their own.

For Shen Can, he didn't need to break through to a higher realm; he just needed to improve his blood energy.

"Brother Aoshan, as the patriarch of your clan, you shouldn't be lacking in precious medicines."

Prince Bizhen looked at Aoshan and said, "Take some out to heal my young friend's injuries, so that we can break the transformation spirit restriction as soon as possible."

"He's just a mid-stage sixth-tier cultivator, and he claims to understand spirit restrictions? Do you really believe that?"

As soon as Ao Shan finished speaking, he received a response.

"Believable!"

The one who spoke was the Silver Horned Beast King.

"Once you take action, you have to pay the price; that's a principle that holds true everywhere."

"Silver Horn, you!"

Aoshan glanced at Yinjiao, then at the Crown Prince of Zhangshui.

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"You really treat a human sacrifice like a treasure."

He was sharp-tongued, but a murderous intent surged within him.

"Alright, I'd like to see how this human manages to break the spirit seal."

As he spoke, one of Aoshan's large pincers lit up, and a jade box flew out from it.

"These are cultivation pills I bought from the Holy Medicine Clan back then. Even if I gave them to you, would you dare use them?"

"Aoshan, that's not very interesting. Your Aojin clan is different from the human race. How can your clan's precious pills be used by the human race? You collected several seventh-grade precious herbs in the ruins. You can take out two of them."

When Prince Bizhen saw that Aoshan had taken out the precious pill, he was somewhat dissatisfied, as there were not many precious pills that could be used by all races.

"That's all. I've already taken the other precious medicines I found myself."

At this moment, the dragon scales on the lower jaw of the Crown Prince of Zhangshui lit up, and a jade bottle flew out and headed towards Shen Can.

"This divine essence can both heal injuries and strengthen one's foundation."

The Mystic Divine Essence, an upgraded version of the Mystic Divine Liquid, requires several late-stage sixth-order beings to nurture it before its essence can be extracted.

For sixth-order beings, it is the finest medicine.

However, apart from Shen Can, the other beings present had long since lost access to this spiritual essence.

As for the eldest prince of the dragon clan, it is normal for him to possess a portion of the Xuan Shen spiritual essence.

Even if it weren't for the Xuan Shen spiritual essence, it might even be possible to have a seventh-tier precious medicine.

For Shen Can, he had only recently advanced to the mid-stage of the sixth rank, and even if he consumed this Profound God Essence, he would not be able to advance to the late-stage of the sixth rank.

However, it can greatly shorten the time it takes for him to advance to the late stage of the sixth rank. One essence of spiritual energy is equivalent to hundreds of years of methodical cultivation.

After gesturing to the Crown Prince of Zhangshui, Shen Can consumed the Mysterious Divine Essence.

"Don't worry about getting better, I'm here for you. Everything will be alright."

Prince Bizhen muttered something and glanced at Aoshan as he did so.

"No, he's lying about the elixir. You actually believe he can heal your wounds?"

Aoshan looked at the Prince of Zhangshui, and then at the other living beings.

"Do you all really believe he understands spiritual prohibitions?"

"Then you understand?" Crown Prince Xuanling of the Chaofeng Clan asked in return.

Although his clan enjoys dangerous places, they are not entirely without brains.

We've already tried everything before, and a group of people have been beaten out so many times. If we had a new method, we would have used it already.

The other creatures did not speak, nor did they utter any more words at this moment.

It goes without saying whether Shen Can understands the Spirit Restriction. It's just that Ao Shan is arrogant and treats people as food, blinding himself to the truth. Everyone knows how they got to this cave.

They were all near-seventh rank, and although there was a difference in their strength, none of them could enter this place without alerting everyone, even if they were fighting against the transformed spirit barrier.

As a near-seventh-tier being, if one couldn't even detect the disturbance of the spiritual barrier, they would already be a pile of bones.

The outer defenses were layered upon layered, and since Shen Can appeared here without alerting them, he must have a certain level of expertise in dealing with the defenses, at least stronger than this group of near-seventh-tier cultivators.

Having made a fool of himself, Ao Shan shut his mouth, his face dark and gloomy, his gaze sweeping over Shen Can without any attempt to conceal it.

Seeing this, the eldest prince of Zhangshui drooped his eyes and pondered in his heart.

The several near-seventh-tier beings he invited were all expected to advance to the seventh tier, and they could help each other after advancing to the seventh tier.

At the seventh rank, every step brings its own fortune. Even if he is a descendant of the dragon race, he may still face difficulties in cultivating within the seventh rank.

Therefore, having a group of allies who can help each other will make the path to the seventh level of cultivation easier in the future.

In retrospect, Aoshan is not an ally worth making friends with.

Even though he, as a descendant of the dragon race, doesn't care much about social status when making friends, Ao Shan, with his lack of gratitude and intelligence, is not someone worth entrusting important matters to.

Moreover, they wanted to ambush and kill the human race right in front of him, thus establishing the fact that the dead are useless.

The Giant Mountain Clan was the race he personally selected to come to the ruins. If their leader died in front of him, he wouldn't even be able to protect those who had contributed to the cause, and his own brothers would probably spread the news widely.

On the other side, Shen Can consumed the Profound God Spirit Essence. This precious medicine truly lived up to its reputation as a treasure sought after by many sixth-order beings, its potency being hundreds of times that of the Profound God Spirit Liquid.

As soon as the Xuan Shen spiritual essence entered his body, Shen Can's entire body, from limbs to bones, was enveloped in the rich spiritual essence, and every corner shimmered with a crystal-clear blue light.

Even with Shen Can fully utilizing both martial arts and witchcraft techniques, he still felt somewhat obscure.

Among all the races in the Great Wilderness at the sixth level, none have consumed the Profound God Essence so soon after advancing to the mid-stage of the sixth level.

To others, this would be seen as a waste of resources.

But for Shen Can, it would be a waste not to use it if he could. What if he doesn't use it now and then doesn't need it later?

Moreover, he was not threatened by any other human beings turning into beasts.

Under Shen Can's dual-flowing cultivation technique, the powerful medicinal effects split into two torrents within his body, flowing into his divine treasure and witch veins respectively.

As a result, some of the medicinal power also seeped into his limbs and bones, reaching every part of his body.

He was like a gluttonous beast, devouring food in large gulps.

Prince Bizhen was not surprised to feel the pressure emanating from Shen Can; he had already sensed it when he first met Shen Can.

But no other creature has ever seen it.

"Huh, is he a dragon or am I? How come his blood energy is so strong, just like the Beast King's?"

Upon hearing this, Ao Shan spoke again, scoffing, "Beast King, huh? I'd like to see what kind of Beast King he can become!"

The Silver Horned Beast King rolled its large eyes upwards, reflecting the bird's nest on its silver horn, and saw the bluebird inside gently shaking its head.

"I didn't feel any external energy entering my body, which is completely different from the legend that all sixth-tier humans must transform into beasts."

The bluebird secretly sent a message to the Silverhorn Beast King.

This caused the Silver Horned Beast King's pupils to shrink.

Humans who have not undergone any beast-like transformation!

He still believed in the Bluebird's words. Back then, his elder brother, Golden Horn, was able to advance to the seventh rank because of the Bluebird's guidance, which allowed him to seize the opportunity to communicate with the Dao of Heaven and Earth.

The bluebird is now following him to assist him, to grasp the Dao of Heaven and Earth, and to advance to the seventh rank.

"Shut up," Bi Zhen retorted.

With his short temper, he looked down on things like Aoshan.

I hadn't noticed it before, but today I finally understand Aoshan.

Ao Shan didn't speak again, having made up his mind that once he went out, it would be the end of this human.

Oh no, it's a temporary loan; he wants to capture this person and sell him.

He thought that if he could withstand one of my attacks, he would be able to fight against a near-seventh-level opponent.

There's a spiritual barrier here; he didn't use his full strength in that previous move.

Once you leave this place, the vast wilderness stretches out before you, and even the Crown Prince of Zhangshui cannot save you.

Shen Can refined the Profound God Spirit Essence, while the other injured beings also healed. In the blink of an eye, more than half a year had passed.

Shen Can continued his cultivation without stopping.

His goal was clear: to cultivate to the peak of the mid-stage of the sixth rank in one go, and then spend the rest of his time consolidating and stabilizing his cultivation. At that time, he would be able to break through to the late stage of the sixth rank.

After advancing to the sixth rank, it only took about a hundred years to break through to the late stage of the sixth rank, which can be considered as taking a flying boat.

"Humans, this is going too far! When will this end?!"

Ao Shan, who harbored murderous intent towards Shen Can, became increasingly agitated the more he watched Shen Can cultivate over the past six months, and wished he could kill him as soon as possible.

Cultivation is all about finding enjoyment, and Shen Can is making him very uncomfortable right now.

In Ao Shan's view, Shen Can was deliberately targeting him, intentionally trying to disgust him because of what he had done.

The more he thought about it, the stronger Ao Shan's murderous intent became, and the more he wanted to kill Shen Can to feel good.

Prince Bizhen stared intently with his dragon eyes at Mount Ao, feeling smug and self-satisfied.

The puffed-up Aoshan Mountain is so much fun!

"Cultivate slowly, no rush."

Bi Zhen's voice was faint, and he did not send a message, deliberately making sure that all the living beings present could hear him clearly.

For someone on the verge of reaching the seventh rank, a few years is just a matter of taking a nap.

The reason for this is that Bixi wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of Aoshan.

Such an ungrateful fellow will betray his elder brother sooner or later.

The elder brother was in a difficult position, but he was not.

The reason why my elder brother was able to become the Crown Prince and achieve the quasi-seventh rank was because he had the courage to leave Zhangshui and travel across the vast wilderness to the ancestral city of the Southern Region.

After hundreds of years, it was this near-death experience that allowed him to reach the seventh rank and secure his position as the Crown Prince upon his return.

On the way to the Ancestral City of the Southern Region, they met some creatures of various races, and Ao Shan was one of them.

However, Aoshan is relatively close; even if a message is sent from a more distant location, it would take a considerable amount of time to reach that location.

This is good. It's better to find someone who has no gratitude or loyalty in just one seventh-tier secret realm than to be betrayed by them when you advance to the seventh tier and seek greater opportunities.

In the first year and a half, Shen Can's cultivation level rose to the peak of the mid-stage of the sixth rank.

He also cultivated his Witchcraft Realm to the peak of the early stage of the sixth rank.

Under such intensive cultivation, the meridians and flesh within his body were in a state of being cracked by the energy impact on one hand, and rapidly repaired on the other.

In this way, it was refined through repeated breaking down and rebuilding.

A powerful aura swept around, and the turbulent spiritual energy reverberated.

However, Shen Can did not rush to wake up. He stored the unrefined Xuan Shen spiritual essence in every part of his body.

The remaining medicinal power is enough to allow his witchcraft to advance to the peak of the mid-stage of the sixth rank.

To be honest, the medicinal power of the Mystic Divine Essence is incredibly strong. If a member of the Dragon Clan were to cultivate it, it would be enough for a seasoned mid-stage sixth-order cultivator to break through to the late stage of the sixth order.

However, Shen Can is comparable to the Taotie, and the energy he absorbs in each minor realm far exceeds that of wild beasts with ancient bloodlines.

As a result, the medicinal power of the Mystic Divine Essence manifested in him as being the same as a lesser-grade precious medicine.

It's not that the Mystic Divine Essence is ineffective; it's just that he's consumed too much of it.

Just as Shen Can was about to stop cultivating, he heard the words of the true prince again.

"Didn't I tell you? There's no rush. Continue your cultivation."

"Don't rush, let's make that old man furious."

"He's always wielding pliers, acting like a craftsman."

Bi Zhen had been watching over Shen Can the whole time. Sensing that the fluctuations in Shen Can's internal energy were calming down, he spoke up to stop him.

Upon hearing Bi Zhen's words, Shen Can returned to meditation.

Breaking through from the initial to the middle stage of the sixth-order realm is much simpler than breaking through from the middle stage to the later stage.

Since Bi Zhen has said to cultivate slowly, he can take his time to break through to the Witchcraft Realm first.

For many years, his martial arts and witchcraft had never progressed in tandem, but he never expected to achieve this this time.

Bi Zhen's words were unvarnished, which made Ao Shan's teeth itch with anger.

He was arrogant in front of the dragons because he had the confidence to back it up, since he was related to the Aoyin clan.

Once he breaks through to the seventh level, he will be eligible to be included in the Weiyin branch.

Although the Yin Clan cannot compare to the Dragon Clan, which scatters its seeds everywhere in the Great Wilderness, it is still one of the few eighth-tier major powers in the Southern Wilderness.

Of course, as an eighth-tier clan, Yin had too many poor relatives like him. Without a seventh-tier clan leader to oversee things, Yin wouldn't have thought of their branch.

But in any case, the name "Aoyin" is the gold powder on the face of the Aojin tribe.

Regardless of whether I am an ant in the eyes of the Yin tribe, I am still a deterrent to some shallow tribes.

In Aoshan's own eyes, his clan was not as good as the dragon clan, but it was not bad either.

But with the eldest prince of Zhangshui, he doesn't discriminate based on race when making friends.

Looking across the vast wilderness, there is simply no race that can compare to the bloodline of the dragon race.

He wanted to find a few allies who could advance all the way to the seventh rank and even pursue the eighth rank.

With the words of Prince Bizhen, Shen Can cultivated for three years in one go. With the help of the powerful medicinal power of the Xuan Shen Ling Cui, he advanced to the mid-stage of the sixth level of the Witchcraft Path.

Having forged a powerful physique through martial arts, Wu Dao's breakthrough this time did not have much impact on his physical body.

As for the problem of unstable magical power, it can be condensed after a few more battles.

After Wu Daopu advanced to the mid-stage of the sixth rank, he continued his relentless progress until he reached the peak of the mid-stage of the sixth rank.

Thus, having cultivated both paths simultaneously, he was once again on the same starting line as the martial arts and the sorcery path.

"Don't rush, stabilize your cultivation level."

Seeing that Shen Can's breathing had stabilized once again, Crown Prince Bixi opened his eyes and muttered something.

"Bizhen, don't go too far!"

This time, Ao Shan finally couldn't hold back anymore. That damned little bastard was deliberately targeting him like this.

"What's wrong with that? If you hadn't injured someone, we could have tried to break the spirit seal four years ago."

"If you're busy, how about we go out and practice at some historical sites?"

Ao Shan glanced at the silent Crown Prince of Zhangshui, and in his heart, he also began to hate the Crown Prince.

Having stabilized his cultivation level, Shen Can no longer pretended to cultivate.

This time, I really got a great deal. Both my martial arts and witchcraft have been upgraded to the peak of the mid-stage of the sixth rank. I feel that the blood energy and witch power accumulated in my body have increased dozens of times, and even my divine sense has been greatly enhanced.

At that moment, Shen Can subconsciously glanced at the leader of the Fu Feng clan.

The Wind Lord, who was still healing with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them and looked around. He felt that he was being stared at.

"What a big shot! You're finally awake. I thought you were going to turn into an animal."

Ao Shan looked at Shen Can again, his mind making up his mind: once he got out, he would either kill Shen Can or capture him and send him to the Wei Yin tribe as tribute as soon as possible.

This time, it wasn't because of the Crown Prince of Zhangshui, but rather because of the change in Shen Can's aura.

Shen Can ignored Ao Shan and bowed to the Crown Prince of Zhangshui.

"Let me describe the situation of the cave again."

When the Crown Prince of Zhangshui spoke, the pre-seventh-level cultivators present already had a guess about the situation inside the cave. This was specifically for Shen Can.

"The cave should be the cultivation cave of a seventh-order Thunder Roc, with its own internal cave heaven, possibly containing places such as a medicine garden, cultivation room, and breeding garden."

This is the reason why a group of near-seventh-tier cultivators are so determined to fight here. It can be said that this place is very likely the most useful opportunity for them in the entire ruins.

Subsequently, the Crown Prince of Zhangshui specifically inquired about Shen Can's name, of course, by sending a message.

Inside the cave.

Outside the spiderweb-like spirit barrier, the centipede spirit barrier lay belly up, fast asleep. Every breath it took caused fluctuations in the surrounding spirit barriers, which then spread outwards layer by layer.

Occasionally, its underside leg will twitch.

Previously, it sensed that a living being was hiding in the spirit barrier, and that it carried a faint trace of the Thunder Roc Clan's aura.

However, being only as intelligent as a mischievous child, it forgot about it in a flash.

At that moment, hearing another commotion outside the cave, the centipede spirit nimbly rolled over, its purple eyes fixed on the outside of the cave.

Numerous figures were reflected in its purple eyes, and it locked onto Shen Can within them.

Now, the thought that had been abandoned earlier resurfaced in my mind.

"Squeak."

Then, the centipede spirit let out a cry.

Before the words had even faded, the near-seventh-tier cultivators had already made their move.

"We'll withstand this transformation spirit restriction; you must break through it as soon as possible."

Rumble!

Then, the surging spiritual energy transformed into a sea of ​​lightning, filling the entire cave.

The crackling spiritual barriers formed an intricate net-like pattern, enveloping all the near-seventh-tier beings present.

At this moment, the massive spiritual barrier outside the cave was also activated, continuously channeling lightning energy into the transformed spiritual barrier inside the cave.

The centipede spirit, who was fighting against a near-seventh-tier opponent, immediately forgot about Shen Can and roared furiously.

Zizi!

Thousands of thunderbolts were stirred beneath its belly, giving rise to thunder roc-like creatures that bombarded the numerous living beings present.

The lightning also isolated most of the other source forces, which reduced the reliance of the near-seventh-tier opponents on communicating with the source forces of heaven and earth to a minimum.

With a soft "poof," the Wind-Bearing Clan Chief was once again the first to be blasted away by the Thunder Roc, his entire body crackling with lightning.

Squeak!

The centipede spirit let out a strange cry, and its body, which was over ten feet in size, began to swell. A continuous stream of purple lightning was swallowed into its belly, and the purple witch runes flashing on its body surface shone brightly.

Then, the lit purple runes spread out like ripples from the centipede.

Crackle, crackle.

In an instant, the spiritual restrictions outside the cave were activated, and countless spiritual restrictions covered the cave, including the Wind Lord who had just rolled out.

At the same time, Shen Can's eyelids twitched.

He quickly summoned the Witch Temple hidden in the Divine Treasury, where the still-awakened Thunder Roc cubs and Thunder Roc eggs were being kept.

Previously, when the centipede spirit barrier was mobilizing the spirit barrier to seal him from the outside, although he retreated, he also realized that the centipede spirit barrier did not directly launch a violent attack on him.

At that time, Shen Can had a guess in his mind.

Only after seeing the transformed spirit barrier up close did Shen Can realize that its intelligence was indeed somewhat low.

The moment the Temple of the Witch appeared, the lightning that was rushing in from all directions indeed softened slightly.

The centipede, which was roaring angrily, glanced at Shen Can with its purple eyes.

Those purple eyes were bright and clear; all Shen Can saw in them was their clarity.

He immediately made a decision: instead of cracking it, he would try communicating with it to see if he could subdue it.

The reason why this spirit is so powerful is because of the power of the spirit barrier here.

Once the spiritual barrier is broken, he'll probably be about the same level as the Lord of the Wind Clan.

The countless, immense spiritual restrictions within the ruins are the inexhaustible source of power for the centipede's spiritual restrictions.

"Soul Sword!"

Inside Shen Can's divine court, the sword shape he had previously refined is still in its rudimentary form.

But at this moment, we can only use it hastily.

To subdue this spirit, one must at least open its divine court.

After the spirit takes human form, it naturally needs to be treated as a living being.

As Shen Can pointed, a hint of surprise appeared in his clear purple eyes.

The Divine Soul Sword pierced through the Thunder Spirit Restriction, striking the Centipede Spirit Restriction directly and penetrating its spiritual body.

"Squeak!"

The centipede spirit let out a cry.

But the Soul Sword was just the beginning. What followed was the Divine Power of Sitting in Oblivion for Eternity, which began to challenge the spiritual intelligence of the centipede's spiritual restriction.

The fact that it was able to take form from the spirit barrier, although it was thanks to the unique conditions of the ruins, is enough to show how great the spirit barrier was for this centipede.

Its body is like a spirit, and its soul power naturally permeates its entire body.

The Soul Sword struck the centipede spirit's groin, and then, following the momentum of the Eternal Oblivion, it rushed into the centipede spirit's body through the small opening torn open by the Soul Sword at the groin.

In an instant, chaos appeared in the centipede spirit's purple eyes.

However, the thoughts within the centipede's spirit were too pure; throughout the long years, it only focused on guarding its cave and being close to the Thunder Roc.

Even after being overwhelmed by the influx of the Eternal Meditation Divine Power, this thought still lingered in the mind of the centipede spirit.

"Squeak!"

Even with its low intelligence, the centipede spirit realized that Shen Can was messing with it.

A torrent of lightning surged forth from all around, engulfing Shen Can.

However, Shen Can avoided most of these lightning spirits, while a small portion was directly absorbed into his body to temper his blood energy and witch power.

The centipede spirit continued to struggle, and Shen Can once again unleashed an even stronger version of the Eternal Oblivion Technique, stirring up the centipede spirit's soul into chaos.

This time, the centipede spirit suddenly convulsed. Seeing this, Shen Can quickly approached, pressed his hand on the spirit's head, and rapidly chanted a spell.

"Squeak!"

"Squeak!"

Just as the centipede spirit was about to struggle, Shen Can took out the Witch Palace containing Lei Peng and flashed it in front of its eyes.

Along with the impact of the "Sitting in Oblivion for Eternity" technique, a contract also entered the centipede's spirit-forbidden body.

Rumble!

However, at this moment, the surrounding spiritual restrictions, having lost the control of the centipede spiritual restrictions, became even more violent.

The continuous stream of lightning flowing from outside the cave formed a raging sea of ​​lightning that enveloped everyone.

Shen Can was also in this sea of ​​lightning, but the surrounding area was formed into a nest by spiritual restrictions, blocking out a large area of ​​lightning spiritual restrictions.

"Squeak!"

Finally, the centipede spirit's purple eyes glowed with purple light again, and within its body, where its soul and spirit were one, the fragments of Shen Can's cultivation and deduction began to merge with its soul.

This was the first time such a situation had occurred since Shen Can used the "Sitting in Oblivion for Eternity" technique so many times.

This spiritual barrier is actually absorbing external attacks on the soul.

However, the centipede spirit stopped attacking Shen Can and even shook its head and nuzzled him.

Shen Can also sensed the fluctuations of the contract within the centipede spirit's body.

However, this fluctuation is rather slight.

Centipede Spirit's purple eyes flickered, and it actually opened its mouth to suck in a wisp of lightning before spitting it towards Shen Can.

The thunder was small, almost as if it were just playing around.

Shen Can carefully sensed the contract and discovered that it was present in every corner of the centipede's body, just like its soul, and was one with its spirit.

This centipede is currently not very intelligent; it is merely instinctively guarding the cave.

Seeing that the centipede thunder opened its mouth to absorb lightning again, preparing to play around once more, Shen Can picked it up.

"Get your work done before you play! What's wrong with your brain?!"

As soon as it was lifted up, the centipede spirit realized that it must have been guarding the cave.

The clarity in her purple eyes instantly turned into anger.

"Squeak!"

Amidst the sea of ​​lightning, Ao Shan's body shone with golden light, constantly slicing through the incoming lightning, attempting to break free of the spiritual barrier surrounding him.

However, the surrounding spiritual barriers were constantly replenished, and each time they were broken, they would quickly repair themselves.

No matter how sharp and brilliant he is, he can only be trapped here.

Suddenly, a series of cries rang out, and thunder rocs appeared above the spirit barrier, crashing down on him in a massive, overwhelming manner.

Without hesitation, Ao Shan raised his two large pincers, which shone with golden light, and slashed down at Lei Peng.

Amidst the roaring sound, the purple light blazed, and the thunderbolts, as thick as giant mountains, crashed down upon Mount Ao.

"Old man, can you kill them all?!"

The cold voice startled Ao Shan.

Ao Shan stared wide-eyed as Shen Can stood atop the enlarged centipede spirit's head, coldly watching him.

"you!"

"You've subdued the Spirit Barrier!"

Ao Shan's eyes widened in horror, which then turned into terror. Without hesitation, he tried to rush out.

His body radiated boundless golden light, transforming into countless light swords.

"Slay him."

Shen Can kicked the centipede spirit.

With a "creak," the centipede sacrificed itself, and countless thunderbolts transformed into endless thunder roc-like creatures that engulfed Mount Ao.

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