Achieving physical sainthood starting from Hunyuan Gong

Chapter 108 Core Formation, A Test

In just a few days, Pingyang regained its vitality.

The remaining demons on Zhaoyao Mountain were wiped out by the numerous reinforcements in green robes, and the rivers and lakes that had been plagued by strange occurrences became calm and peaceful from then on.

All the monsters seemed to vanish overnight, and the bloodthirsty beings lurking in the shadows suddenly disappeared.

Song Shen sat on the city wall, watching the laborers working hard to repair the dilapidated city wall, while many damaged houses inside the city sprang up like mushrooms after rain.

"My lord, the new city lord has arrived and wishes to meet with you to hand over his duties."

Lin Chen rushed over to report.

Song Shen nodded, then took a step and disappeared from the spot.

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This action was so swift and decisive, it had a kind of beauty that disregarded the lives of others. Chang Gu and Zhou Zhentao ran quickly behind them with great effort.

The group stared intently, only to see a figure appear and disappear repeatedly before vanishing from sight in an instant.

"After this trip, I should go back to the capital to do some small tasks. I'm no longer suited to this kind of mission."

Chang Gu sighed. Facing such a powerful figure, he was no different from an ordinary person who had never practiced martial arts. Given the current level of conflict, they couldn't get involved at all. The only reason they survived was because this person in purple was excessively strong.

City Lord's Mansion.

The area was in ruins and needed rebuilding; the smell of wood from construction filled the air.

These logs were all transported from Zhaoyao Mountain along the Ping River. In just a few days, humans have already dared to hunt and cut down trees in the territory of the old mountain king.

Humans are creatures more resilient than weeds.

The newly appointed city lord, Jiang Haisheng, thought to himself.

These days, it's been the purple-robed man who's been acting on his own initiative, but now that the court has appointed him as the city lord, it's natural that he needs to properly hand over the reins.

Just as I was thinking this, a gust of wind blew by.

A tall figure in purple robes appeared before them. Apart from the long, straight, dark sword at his waist that still exuded an aura that was impossible to ignore, the person appeared quite ordinary and kind.

"Is it Lord Jiang?" Song Shen asked.

Jiang Haisheng bowed deeply and said, "This humble official, Jiang Haisheng, greets Lord Song."

Song Shen raised his hand in a gesture of support, "Lord Jiang, there's no need for that. We are equals, and I am merely acting as the city lord temporarily."

Jiang Haisheng was filled with respect, but said earnestly, "This is not a requirement of etiquette, but a heartfelt bow from my heart. Lord Song saved the people from suffering, which is a great merit and a righteous act, and is entirely worthy of my bow."

Song Shen frankly said, "We are all living off the people's hard-earned money. I hope Lord Jiang can be a good ruler of this city."

Jiang Haisheng was not offended and took Song Shen's admonition very seriously.

"This humble official will certainly never forget this teaching."

"Then I, Song, will hand over Pingyang to Lord Jiang."

"Alright! Then farewell!"

After speaking, his figure vanished. When I looked up, he had already turned into a gust of wind, leaving no trace. The room was suddenly filled with silence.

Clean and efficient, with no need for further words.

"What an extraordinary man."

Jiang Haisheng clicked his tongue in amazement, sighing in wonder.

Suddenly, he rushed out of the official residence and called out, "Lord Song, the people of Pingyang have prepared a 'universal umbrella' for you—"

The purple figure had disappeared from his sight, but the echo did not disappoint him.

"No need, telling everyone is what we should do."

The voice came, but the person had already gone.

The sky is vast and distant.

The land is vast and boundless.

The Windhorse galloped across the snow-covered plains, riding the north wind.

When they left, there were no cheers or applause, but the experts from the Demon Suppression Division felt no disappointment; on the contrary, they felt a sense of relief and ease.

They had said everything that needed to be said, and the group remained largely silent throughout the journey.

Suddenly, as the horse galloped away, Song Shen abruptly reined in his horse and brought it to a stop.

Why did you pause, sir?

The several men in blue robes were taken aback.

Song Shen said calmly, "There are people ahead."

The crowd, still confused, continued to look around, but they couldn't see anyone.

"Sir, where is he?"

The next moment, the horse began to neigh in terror, and a faint, raging torrent surged rapidly across the plain.

"What is this???"

In their great alarm, everyone exerted all their strength to resist, but the moment the airflow approached, they felt their whole bodies tremble as if they were being cut by a blade. The airflow brushed against their skin, and they immediately felt a stinging pain as if they were being cut by a sharp blade.

This wasn't a gale at all; it was the blade transforming into a surging current of air as it attacked.

"Don't panic."

Song Shen unleashed his protective aura, and the surging, pure aura transformed into a golden shield in the air, completely isolating the wind and rain of swords from the outside, like an impregnable fortress built on flat ground.

"Oh?"

A surprised and uncertain exclamation came from the thick fog.

"Not bad sword energy."

"

Song Shen spoke coldly, and suddenly a gale arose. With a raised palm, scorching winds gathered and shot out, colliding with each other. A huge vortex rose from the ground in the air, struggling and clashing, and finally disappeared without a trace in a howling gale.

A voice came from the thick fog.

"I, Chu Zhao————"

Before he could finish speaking, a blade of energy powerful enough to make even ghosts and gods retreat slashed through the air, stirring up layers of heat waves. Within a radius of tens of meters, the snowflakes melted, turning into jets of water that roared towards the depths of the thick fog.

"Um???"

A sword rang out, like a thunderclap in winter, echoing endlessly across the wilderness.

The moment the sword energy and the blade aura intersected, Song Shen vanished from his spot, his long, straight blade, with a subtle curve, slashing through the air.

In an instant, sword energy and blade aura bombarded the air simultaneously, creating a dazzling display of flowing sword blades and blades within a range of tens of meters.

The roar of the gas explosion came to an abrupt halt.

Song Shen returned to his horse, his straight sword already sheathed.

As the thick fog dissipated, a tall, slender figure was revealed. It was a majestic man with a long sword at his side. The scabbard was snow-white and undecorated. He stood alone in the snow, his white robes as pure as snow, untouched by any dust.

The robes were embroidered with star patterns in silver thread, extending from the shoulders to the hem. These were not celestial charts, but rather the unique array of star officials of the Demon Suppression Division.

The Big Dipper governs destruction, the Southern Dipper governs life, and the Twenty-Eight Mansions are arranged in a circle within it. The stars on the robes glow faintly, lifelike.

A jade seal hangs from his waist. It is pure white and the knob is a reclining Qilin. The seal face is engraved with seven seal characters: “Zhenmo Si Xingdou Yu Yin” (Demon Suppression Division Star Jade Seal), with the strokes sharp and cold like swords.

In the midst of the heavy snowstorm, this person wore a bamboo hat to shield himself from the wind and rain.

At this moment, the once intact bamboo hat appeared to have been cut in half by a sharp object, the cut as sharp as a knife, which greatly diminished the man's outstanding demeanor and made him look somewhat disheveled.

"May I introduce myself now?"

The newcomer was aggressive and his sword intent was menacing, clearly indicating his dissatisfaction with Song Shen's forceful attack.

"No need for introduction, Starry Sky Jade Seal, Jade Seal Demon Exterminator."

"Since you knew that, you still dared to make a move? This is treason!"

The man's face darkened, and he was furious.

"Why bother with this pretense? You've been arrogant since you appeared, clearly recognizing us as members of the Demon Suppression Division. Yet your sword has been relentlessly oppressing my men. I cut off your bamboo hat merely as a warning."

"If—" Song Shen grinned, "you're dissatisfied with me, we can all have a fight here, and I can let you get your revenge."

"You're a madman."

The man shook his head with a wry smile.

"In any case, I am Chu Zhao, the Jade Seal Exorcist of the Demon Suppression Division of Longzhou. I drew my sword just now only to test your strength. I didn't pay attention to the few people in blue. I apologize to you."

"Well, there's no need to apologize then," Lin Chen said, sounding flustered.

It's not that you really accept it.

Chu Zhao was speechless. He didn't know how Song's subordinates had been trained. They didn't even dismount to pay their respects when they saw such a large Star Jade Seal. Instead, they just stood there with their necks stiff as they accepted his apology.

The local exorcists are so rude.

Song Shen spurred his horse forward at full speed and asked, "What brings Chu Baiyi here today?"

"Hmm—I originally came to collect the corpses," Chu Zhao said earnestly, seemingly with a hint of regret.

"There are many demonic corpses in the city."

Song Shen reminded him.

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Chu Zhao sighed, "Now I know why those people from the Ziyang Sect are so determined to make trouble for you."

"This demon slayer simply dislikes that arrogant way of communicating."

"Haven't I already apologized? What more do you want?"

As a Star Jade Seal holder, he could travel to various places and speak with the governors. He felt that his posture was already humble enough.

Lin Chen hurriedly tried to say, "Lord Song has completely wiped out all the demon generals and demon lords of Zhaoyao Mountain. Lord Chu's trip was in vain. But at least we can still host a welcome banquet for Lord Song."

Chu Zhao glanced at Lin Chen sideways and said, "Go back and learn how to speak properly. If you're still so ignorant after you're no longer under Song Shen's command, you might get a beating."

Song Shen said calmly, "Why do you make it sound like the Demon Suppression Division is some kind of gang or syndicate?"

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Chu Zhao was furious and almost left. Didn't he have any pride?

Now I regret it. I shouldn't have acted so rashly. I've already tested this person's skill and found that he's at least at the Great Perfection of the Qi Sea level.

Yes, even the old ape and his eight demon generals were killed. Not even a Jade Seal Star dares to boast that he could easily do such a thing.

The Mountain Lord, the ruler of a mountain, is a feudal lord in the world of demons, ruling over a region of mountains and marshes.

We must never be humiliated.

"If you can slay a mountain lord, you will be on par with me when you return."

At this point, Song Shen became modest.

"It will only be able to kill me when it gets old. If it were in its prime, I wouldn't be a match for it."

Chu Zhao exclaimed in surprise, "You can actually be this humble?"

Song Shen shook his head and said softly, "This is a truly terrifying opponent. His strength is beyond my imagination. He was defeated by time and the way of heaven. It was indeed a stroke of luck that I was able to kill him."

Time is merciless, and the ways of Heaven are mysterious and unpredictable.

Who would dare to easily defy us?

Chu Zhao immediately calmed down and gained a deeper understanding of the young man in front of him.

"Unfortunately, you shouldn't be so relaxed, because your battle is not over yet."

"Waiting for you is the number one young talent of Longzhou, Ziyang Sword Wind Sword Autumn!"

Song Shen nodded and said, "That's exactly why I'm excited. Only by killing endless opponents and enemies can I become stronger until I surpass everything."

"you----"

Faced with these grand words, Chu Zhao couldn't even muster a thought of doubt, because he could truly feel this soaring confidence and fighting spirit.

Little did he know that Song Shen was telling the truth.

Because if there were no enemies or rivals, Song Shen would indeed be unable to make progress.

Furthermore, as his strength increases, he also places higher demands on the strength of his enemies.

"Yes, if we had no rivals, we might as well retire to the mountains and enjoy poetry and wine."

Chu Zhao sighed.

Lin Chen also remarked with emotion, "A formidable opponent is also our teacher."

Wow, it's one thing for Song Shen, a mere purple-robed man, to be so powerful, but even the mental state of his subordinates is so healthy.

"That's right, you're right."

Chu Zhao nodded.

The horses galloped swiftly, and in just one day, the Dragon City came into view.

The majestic headquarters of the Dragon State Demon Suppression Division stands on the mountainside of Canglong Mountain in the north of the city, like a crouching giant beast, silently overlooking the entire city.

The mountain is not high, but it is extremely steep, with cliffs on three sides and only a stone staircase winding its way up on the south side. The staircase is wide enough for five horses to ride abreast, and each step is worn smooth and shiny.

There are no carved beams and painted rafters, no upturned eaves or corners, only huge, dark gray stones piled up, and the roof is covered with iron-gray tiles with slightly upturned edges. When it rains, the rainwater flows down the gutters and hits the stone steps, making a crisp sound like the clash of swords.

Song Shen and Chu Zhao had already left their horses behind. They climbed the steps and passed through the Zhenmo Division plaque inscribed by Emperor Taizu of Dayong. A familiar voice greeted them.

"Song Shen!"

Song Shen turned his head and saw that it was Xiao Pingzhe, whom he hadn't seen for many days. "Brother Xiao, it's been a long time!"

Xiao Pingzhe's expression was also excited. "Yes, it's been so long!"

After saying this, he exclaimed with deep emotion, "I heard that you single-handedly killed eight demon generals and an old mountain lord in Pingyang! Heavens, how could you reach this level so quickly!"

Less than a month ago, Song Shen had just broken through to the Innate Realm, and a month later he directly killed the Mountain Lord.

When this shock and self-doubt got out, everyone around him said he was crazy.

Xiao Pingzhe could only smile wryly and think, "Oh well, I'll just keep it. Who knows what secrets anyone might have?"

At least this person is their companion, at least this person is a hero among humans, and that is more than enough.

"What a stroke of luck." Song Shen looked at his old friend, who seemed quite tired. "How are you doing at Tangting Mountain?"

"That eagle was slain on the spot! Now that most of the threats within Longzhou have been eliminated, it's time to focus all our attention on the Golden-Winged Roc King to the south!"

He remained as fiercely combative as ever, as if he were ready to draw his sword and fight for glory at any moment.

Chu Zhao said calmly, "Don't rush. Now is the time to see the Marquis. There will be plenty of time for you to become sworn brothers later."

Xiao Pingzhe stopped talking, patted Song Shen on the shoulder and said, "Then you go find the Marquis first."

Suddenly he noticed something unusual about Xiao Pingzhe's bamboo hat. "Brother Chu, what happened to your bamboo hat?"

Chu Zhao pursed his lips, his expression suggestive.

"Bamboo is both strong and straight. However, too much strength makes it easy to break, and too much straightness makes it easy to destroy. It's not a big deal if a bamboo hat is missing a corner. At least you can still use half of it to block the wind and rain. But if a person is missing half of their body, they will die."

"?"

Song Shen immediately understood the implied meaning in his words, turned his head, and said seriously—

"Your earnest teachings are out of goodwill. You are afraid that I am too strong, that I am fearless, that I will be schemed against, and that I will be nipped in the bud by the strong."

"However, what do I have to fear? Since my debut, all those who have opposed me have been beheaded with a single stroke. With their heads rolling, what do I have to fear! I will never be defeated. The Ziyang Sect provoked me first, very well, I will slap them across the face, I guarantee the slaps will be loud and clear. If anyone is dissatisfied or resentful, why not draw your sword and confront them?"

In an instant, the seven star-shaped jade seals arrived together.

A cold-blooded man said, "Old Chu, it seems you've gone to great lengths, only to be completely ungrateful."

A clear voice said, "I see that you young brother are full of vigor, unlike you old guys who are so old and dull. How boring! The martial world should be like this, so unrestrained."

This was a woman of stunning beauty, but beneath her two large, cyan sword sheaths gleamed like serpentine demons, sharp and incomparably fierce.

"Welcome, Song Shen. You'll soon be one of us. You'll be on equal footing with these old guys, so don't worry about their rambling. By the way, let me introduce myself. I'm Mu Qingcheng. You can call me Sister Qingcheng from now on."

This woman's cultivation was extremely powerful; Song Shen could sense that she was one of the best among the seven Star Dou cultivators without even having to lift a finger.

"I've remembered what Sister Qingcheng said."

"Good boy/girl."

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As they spoke, a powerful and resounding voice echoed from inside the attic.

"An invincible heart is essential for becoming a grandmaster. I don't need to say more to you lot. Song Shen, come in!"

Song Shen bowed to everyone present and stepped inside.

A tall, short-haired man was dressed in a large gold brocade robe with a sun and moon emblem, black with gold trim and embroidered with sun and moon patterns. He also wore a gold seal at his waist with a dragon-tiger knob.

It was none other than Lord Jade Sword Marquis Chu Tianshu, the garrison commander of the Dragon State Demon Suppression Division!

"Greetings, Lord Marquis."

Song Shen stepped forward and bowed.

Lord Chu laughed heartily, "No need for formalities, please sit down!"

"I had important business to attend to, but I've returned this time. What brings you here?"

Song Shen didn't think about it.

"Is the Marquis here because of my duel?"

Chu Tianshu nodded and said, "Originally, you should have been punished, but after understanding the cause and effect, I feel that what you did was really too much of a bullying by the Ziyang Sect."

"Hmph! Ever since Daoist Ziyang came to this corner of the Southern Frontier and established his sect, the Ziyang Sect has been the leader of the righteous path in Longzhou for a thousand years. But these people rely on their martial arts skills to bully the weak and do nothing of substance. It's time to give them a slap in the face. However, it seems you've blown things up this time. Feng Jianqiu is the lifeblood of the Ziyang Sect."

"You just said you wanted to slap them, but that's not right. You want to kill Feng Jianqiu, which would cut off their lifeline. I think that old fogey Gu Canghai will probably go crazy, so I came."

Song Shen pondered for a moment, then said, "Does Your Excellency mean that I should spare his life?"

Chu Tianshu was taken aback after hearing this.

"I—I only said that if you attacked him, the Ziyang Sect might go berserk, but I didn't ask you to show mercy—nor did I say you were sure you could win—aren't you being a little too confident?"

Song Shen had no intention of making any grand pronouncements, but calmly said, "Swords have no eyes, who dares to claim they are immortal? If I get the chance, will you ask me to show mercy, Marquis?"

Chu Tianshu's gaze was stern.

"No, if you have a chance to win, don't hold back, just kill him. Even if you cause a huge upheaval, I'll cover for you."

""

"That's better."

Song Shen felt relieved. If Chu Tianshu had said that he couldn't kill him, then he would indeed have to think it over.

"However, in return, if you are killed, I will not stop you," Chu Tianshu added. "After all, you were the one who issued the challenge first, and if you are killed on the stage, I have nothing to say."

"The martial arts world is this cruel. I think you've already seen it, so I don't need to say more."

"Understood."

Chu Tianshu said magnanimously, "However, for your slaying of the eight demon generals and the extermination of the demon lord, I will pay you all the rewards from my Demon Suppression Division at once. Furthermore, because of your great achievements, I will promote you to the Star Jade Seal rank! Now, go into seclusion and await the day of the duel!"

That's what they said, but the date for the duel was still not set.

Three days have passed.

Song Shen handed over the demon cores of the Demon Lord and the Eight Demon Generals to Xiao Pingzhe, and the pills he refined also arrived.

Back in his residence in Dragon City, he will go into seclusion today!

Yao Ri Peak, the sky is covered in snow.

With the sword held horizontally before his knees, he focused intently on the autumn wind, forgetting both himself and the world around him.

Thoughts traverse the starry sky, endlessly pursuing the truth, riding a dragon to climb the nine heavens, crossing thunderstorms and gales, the dark clouds disperse, and a purple sun shines high in the sky.

The qi was as vast as the sea, and the sword qi flowed like a boundless ocean, swirling around the space in all directions.

Suddenly, a dark cloud drifted in from the boundless clear sky, and the brilliant purple sun was ultimately covered with a flaw.

The embankment of a thousand miles was destroyed by an ant's nest.

The true Great Sun Purple Qi is pure and pristine. One must draw upon a breath of Purple Sun True Qi, like the pure Yang Great Sun, vast and boundless, to form this Great Sun Wheel Seal, which condenses at the center of the brow, gathering without dissipating.

This slight flaw and hesitation is enough to cause this true energy to become mixed with impurities, and everything will change.

In recent years, he has been determined to cultivate the legendary Supreme Purple Yang Golden Elixir and reach the supreme level of the founder of the school, the True Man Purple Yang. However, as he has gone deeper into refining his true energy, all sorts of distracting thoughts have been flowing out like water from a spring.

This is because the Purple Yang True Pill is an extremely yang substance. If it fails, the pill will easily destroy the human king, turning him into a ball of poisonous fire ashes.

With such an indomitable spirit, he had begun, but could not see the end. Instead, he walked alone on the ice where he could not see the other side, feeling lonely and empty, with no one to confide in.

call----

A barely perceptible sigh reached the ears of his teacher, Xu Zunyi.

"Jianqiu, are you still clicking on that duel?"

This was the first time he had ever seen his disciple show such hesitation. A clean-cut, pure swordsman, only through such purity could he integrate this ultimate skill into his sword, comprehend the true meaning of the Purple Sun, and condense this Great Sun Wheel Seal.

However, this hesitation today has shattered this purity. Without an invincible spirit, the quiet rise of second-guessing and various burdens will eventually drag down this genius.

It's really —

He climbed too high at the age of twenty-seven.

Empty fame is like a high platform, while fleeting praise is like bubbles and dust.

The admiration of the masses enabled him to climb to the highest heavens, surpassing heights that ordinary geniuses could never reach, and gave him the invincible spirit to defeat all his enemies.

But this invincible spirit eventually became a burden.

Today is proof of that.

"Alas! Back then, your master wanted you to hide in the Cangshan Mountains, hone your sword for ten years, and then emerge from the mountains. I never expected that you could not hold back after only three years."

"You emerged from seclusion and beheaded Li Ban, the evil master of the demonic sect who had been rampant for thirty years, with a single sword strike, instantly becoming famous throughout the world."

"In just a few years, you climbed to the top of the Hidden Abyss Ranking, defeated all the heroes in the world at the Dragon Ascension Heavenly Capital Tournament in Dragon State, and became an unbreakable legend among the younger generation."

"But now, you're already hesitant and indecisive just because of the possibility of failure, which proves that your master was right."

"You secretly sent people to inquire about this child's killing of the Demon Lord and slaying of the eight Demon Generals, didn't you?"

Faced with these repeated questions, Feng Jianqiu received no earnest advice or patient guidance.

Instead, there was doubt and complaint.

"Master, there's no need to say more. I've made my decision. Three days from now, I will fight this person to the death on the Life and Death Arena!"

Feng Jianqiu suddenly said.

Xu Zunyi frowned and said, "I'm not urging you, but I want you to understand that victory and defeat are common occurrences in war. Even a lion must fight with all its might to catch a rabbit. Past fame is nothing but fleeting vanity. For you, the sword of integrity should always point towards tomorrow and the future. Cast aside the burdens of yesterday and forge ahead without hesitation. I believe that there is absolutely no one in this world who can defeat you at your age. If you are pure enough, you will be invincible!"

Hearing his master's words, Feng Jianqiu smiled broadly, showing his open-mindedness and relief.

"I'm sorry—I did hesitate just now, but I understand Master's words now. I will never let the past weigh on my mind, lest it taint this sword. Therefore, I have set this three-day deadline to proclaim to the world that the prestige of my Ziyang Sect will not be diminished, and I will surely slay my enemy on the life-or-death stage!"

Xu Zunyi frowned deeply once again.

However, he wasn't that worried.

Inner demons are hard to get rid of; everyone has them. Even powerful figures like those from the Xuanlong Sword Sect, who have become famous throughout the land, have inner demons. It's nothing unusual.

As long as you can continuously crush all your opponents, your inner demons will have no choice but to retreat in defeat.

"Very well! Face the sword with sincerity, and I believe you will not be defeated!"

"However—" Xu Zunyi changed the subject, "This matter concerns the reputation of my Ziyang Sect's Yaori Peak, hmph! Not to mention those outside the sect, even many of our own disciples want to see us make a fool of ourselves! I'll send Xu Qi to investigate this young man's true background for you. After all, although he slew the Demon Lord, we didn't see him in person. Who knows what problems might exist? It's good to have Xu Qi check it out for you. Knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory in every battle, which aligns perfectly with the essence of military strategy!"

Feng Jianqiu pondered for a moment, but finally said, "Master, you shall decide."

"Okay, get ready."

A wide variety of excellent elixirs were scattered before my eyes.

Song Shen first put the Heavenly Net Creation Pill refined by the old demon lord into his mouth.

A torrent of energy immediately surged in all directions, rushing wildly through the limbs and bones, and even the heart began to beat faster.

The Primordial Chaos True Body!

The invincible furnace is activated!

The surging medicinal power began to be digested and condensed in the supreme furnace.

Refined in an instant!

"Begin deducing the true explanation of the Great Void Condensing Elixir."

[Deducing the True Explanation of the Great Void's Condensation of the Elixir—]

[In the first year, you gazed at this sea of ​​qi. It was no longer the shallow pool you first saw, but a bottomless ocean. The seed of true essence lay at the bottom of the sea, like a sleeping seed, showing no signs of sprouting. You knew that this seed was the foundation for alchemy. Without the awakening of the true seed, no matter how large the sea of ​​qi was, it was just stagnant water.]

[In the second year, you began to grasp the basics and started to condense this boundless sea of ​​qi with your Primordial True Body. You used this boundless sea of ​​qi's jade liquid to nourish the seabed. With the sea of ​​qi as the furnace and true essence as the fuel, you became like the supreme master of alchemy, continuously drawing in the power of heaven and earth, refining essence into qi, refining qi into spirit, refining spirit to return to emptiness, gathering the three flowers at the top of the head, and bringing the five qi to the origin, thus forming the Golden Elixir.]

[Not going well]

Still not going well

[Pursuing perfection is never easy, you comfort yourself, strive and encourage yourself, aiming for the supreme elixir that your ex never achieved.]

A hundred years have passed, and your Qi Sea has become a ball of molten gold, about the size of a fist, but it can no longer be refined.

[The Great Elixir cannot be refined because your own cauldron has not yet reached its limit? You look at your Limitless Primordial True Body and finally accept this fact: to refine an unprecedented Golden Elixir, you must first forge an unprecedented cauldron.]

You no longer attempt to deduce the elixir of immortality, but instead seek within yourself, using the Heavenly Gate as the furnace mouth, the twelve orifices as the furnace chamber, and the power of the Three Teachings as the furnace fire. You throw your physical body into the furnace, where bones are melted and recast, tendons and fascia are burned and reconnected, and internal organs are refined and reborn. Each melting is excruciatingly painful, and each reforging is like walking through the gates of hell.

You accept all of this with joy.

Two hundred years later, you named this physical vessel the Primordial Limitless Myriad Forms Immortal Body, meaning it will endure countless calamities and survive a thousand trials.

[Primordial Chaos Limitless Myriad Forms Immortal Body - Minor Completion]

[After 292 years, your cauldron is perfected and flawless. Your physical body is no longer just a vessel, but a microcosm of heaven and earth itself. A single palm strike is like the power of the entire world; a single punch is like mountains, rivers, wind, clouds, thunder, and lightning intertwined. The primordial, boundless, immortal body of all things is now initially formed. Severed limbs can regenerate in the blink of an eye, and ruptured internal organs can heal in a few breaths.]

[The Great Perfection of the Primordial Limitless Myriad Forms Immortal Body]

[The fist-sized cluster of molten gold essence, under the tempering of this furnace, is compressed and shrunk, like a magnificent divine weapon forged to cleave the heavens and split the earth. Your golden core is an unparalleled elixir forged with the will of iron forging, a true Primordial Nine-Turn True Core. You have renamed the Primordial Nine-Turn Primordial Core Condensing True Explanation, which has been refined with a completely new will, to the Primordial Nine-Turn Primordial Core Condensing True Explanation.]

Four hundred and fifty-two years later, with every gesture you make, mountains and rivers shatter; with every step you traverse mountains and seas; you are unmatched even among Golden Core cultivators; your punches shake the heavens and the earth; those of the same level bow their heads before you.

[The True Understanding of the Nine Revolutions of Primordial Chaos and the Condensation of the Great Void Elixir:

"Hiss—that aura?"

Xu Qi, who was sent to test Song Shen's strength, was utterly horrified.

Too terrifying, too magnificent. As the first protector of the Holy Son of the Sun Peak of the Purple Sun Sect, he had been ordered by Gu Canghai to follow Feng Jianqiu for many years. Upon first seeing the Purple Sun Sword Pill, he was impressed by its strength. Although he was used to secrecy, he was extremely arrogant. There were very few people in the world who could be valued by him.

However, the profound true energy surging from the depths of this mansion made him feel that it was vast and overwhelming, and there was a terrifying sense that there was nowhere to hide!

I had intended to test this kid's abilities, but now it seems—there's no need!

I am no match for them.

If we were to be killed here, that would be extremely bad.

Since Song Shen is the Star Jade Seal Exorcist of the Demon Suppression Division, the reason I dared to draw my sword was because I was relying on the ability of the Divine Illusionless Shadowless Movement Technique to test him.

However, his opponent had already achieved the Golden Core stage. If he were to make a mistake and be detected by the Jade Sword Marquis, he would be unable to escape and would die instantly!

The thought of retiring has already taken hold; when else can I wait?

Step lightly.

A divine, invisible movement technique!!!

In an instant, his form turned into an illusion, twisting, changing, and dissipating in the cramped space.

Suddenly, I heard the soft murmur of the wind.

"The poor Holy Son of the Ziyang Sect is still unaware that the real duel has already begun!"

"The duel began the moment I issued the challenge, and now he sent you because he fears me, fears defeat, and dreads the unknown!"

Xu Qi's scalp tingled instantly!

How could this person speak right next to me, given my movement technique?

"Playing tricks! When it comes to a contest of agility, what do I have to fear from you?"

As he spoke, his figure flashed and shifted, constantly changing and flashing across the rooftops, alleyways, and long streets, covering several miles in an instant.

"A true duel isn't just about the clash of swords on the ring; it's also about the struggle of minds and the contest of wills. In this one move, Feng Jianqiu has already lost. He sent you here to see my strength and my character, didn't he? The moment you decided to come, you sealed his fate!"

Xu Qi's eyes widened in horror, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

Why?!

No matter how he manipulated his movements or channeled his profound inner energy, he couldn't escape this figure, which followed his movement like the wind, always moving in the same direction as him.

What's even more terrifying is that he couldn't see the true form of the illusory figure beside him. It was like a fleeting afterimage created by intertwined air currents. This kind of expert was no longer a young genius, but a true supreme powerhouse, someone that even established elders would find difficult to contend with.

"What do you mean?"

Sweat beaded on Xu Qi's forehead, his voice began to tremble, and a sense of impending doom filled his heart.

The next moment, a golden burst of energy shot out from the sky.

"I'll borrow your head for a bit!"