Demoness who covers the sky, please help me practice

Chapter 737: Cultivating together again! Changes in the heavens!
At the bottom of the abyss, black fog surged like a living thing, and the breath of Hou Ming, wrapped in a biting chill, came from the depths of the endless underworld.

The subtle fluctuation in the breath was like ripples in the dark night, silently but clearly indicating that she had already keenly sensed Jiang Yun's return.

To those of them who stand at the pinnacle of Taoism, ten thousand years are but a ripple in the long river of time, fleeting.

But this once-in-a-millennium appointment with fellow practitioners is the key to maintaining vitality and resolving hidden dangers for Hou Ming, and it is also a rare spiritual comfort on the long journey.

Jiang Yun's eyes flashed slightly, and he took a step forward, and the laws of time and space twisted under his feet.

In an instant, his figure appeared in the core area of ​​the Xuanniao Dojo.

Hou Ming was still sitting cross-legged on the eternal cold jade of the underworld, like an eternal statue.

The hellfire surrounding her was more intense than it had been ten thousand years ago. A strange blue light was jumping in the pitch-black flames, but it was also becoming increasingly unstable, sometimes swelling and sometimes shrinking, like a prehistoric beast that could get out of control at any time and would attack its master if not careful.

Hou Ming did not open his eyes, but his ink-black long hair moved in the windless air, and mysterious runes seemed to flow between the strands.

A cold voice mixed with complex emotions sounded faintly: "You are back."

The voice seemed to come from the depths of the underworld, carrying with it the fatigue of having experienced many vicissitudes of life, yet also concealing a hint of barely perceptible joy.

Jiang Yun nodded slightly, without any extra words, he walked straight to the opposite side of her and sat cross-legged.

In an instant, the flame of reincarnation burst out from his body, at first like the warm spring sun, gentle and soothing.

In a flash, it turned into a raging fire, extremely intense.

The golden flames burned fiercely in the void, facing the pitch-black hellfire surrounding Hou Ming from a distance. One was bright and the other was dark, one was warm and the other was cold, but they seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force and attracted to each other.

"let's start."

Hou Ming spoke in a firm tone, without the slightest hesitation.

As soon as the words fell, two completely different flames collided with each other.

The shocking explosion that everyone expected did not occur. On the contrary, the two things began to entangle and merge in a strange way, as if they were blending together perfectly.

Jiang Yun's Flame of Reincarnation was like a rushing golden river, actively enveloping the raging hellfires, trying to sort out the chaotic laws within them with its gentle yet tenacious force.

The extremely yin and cold power contained in the Hellfire is like a surging tide, which in turn washes and tempers the Flame of Samsara, making it even more profound and domineering.

As the traces of the two forces collided violently in their bodies, Jiang Yun and Hou Ming groaned at the same time, their faces showing both joy and pain.

Their souls seemed to be suffering from severe pain of being torn apart, and their bodies roared under the heavy burden of this horrible force.

Such practitioners are like dancing on the edge of a cliff or walking on the tip of a sharp knife. If they are not careful, their foundation will collapse and they will be doomed to eternal damnation.

However, years of practicing side by side have already made them have an extraordinary tacit understanding. They can understand each other with just a glance or a breath, and cooperate with each other seamlessly.

Jiang Yun lightly lifted his fingertips, and the trace of the flame of reincarnation eroded like a spirit snake, carefully probing into the depths of Hou Ming's origin.

His spiritual consciousness was highly concentrated, like a precise scalpel, moving among the chains of laws that were distorted by the hellfire. Every touch was extremely precise, for fear of causing any unnecessary turmoil.

You must know that Hou Ming's original power contains the power to destroy the world. Even if just a trace of it escapes, it is enough to destroy the body and soul of an ordinary Taoist, let alone go deep into it to sort out the laws.

Hou Ming sat cross-legged like an abyss, her aura restrained but sharp. She opened up her source without reservation, allowing Jiang Yun's power to penetrate directly.

In this world shrouded in darkness and filled with intrigue, such unreserved trust is more precious than any rare treasure. It is like a ray of light in the darkness, illuminating the path forward for each other.

Time is like water, flowing quietly in the fusion of two extreme forces.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of years have passed.

Within the abyss, the golden and black flames intertwined and entangled, outlining a huge Tai Chi diagram in the void.

The Yin-Yang fish eyes rotate slowly, emitting a mysterious aura of both opposition and unity, as if containing the great principles of the beginning of the universe.

Jiang Yun's Daoyuan bloodline is undergoing an amazing transformation under this double tempering.

The 900,000 bloodlines that were originally hidden in the body increased a lot again. At this moment, they shone like bright stars, resonating and merging with each other.

Every bloodline is being tempered by the masculine flame of reincarnation and the feminine fire of hell, becoming more and more crystal clear, as if one can see through the laws of the Tao flowing within it.

Although it is still a long way from the nine million bloodlines required for the next transformation, every bit of accumulation is a solid step towards a higher realm.

On the other hand, Hou Ming's changes are more obvious.

The hellfire that was once as violent as the raging sea was now like a calm deep pool, flowing slowly around her body, no longer showing any signs of being out of control.

Her face, which had always been as pale as paper, suddenly showed a faint red color, just like ice and snow melting, revealing a trace of life.

The cracks in the body that were eroded by the laws were also nourished by Jiang Yun's power, and were buried in the direction of eliminating the hidden dangers every time.

As this session of practice came to an end, Hou Ming slowly opened his eyes.

The mark of hellfire that was once as deep as the abyss in those eyes had faded a lot, and was replaced by a rare clarity, as if the first ray of daylight appeared at the beginning of chaos.

She stared at Jiang Yun and said softly, "Thank you."

The voice was still cold, but without the icy coldness of other Dao Ancestors, it had a different kind of fiery temperature.

After all, the two of them are not only complementary, but also attracted to each other.

Jiang Yun shook his head slightly, and the flames around him slowly subsided: "It's just mutual benefit."

His words were brief, but they spoke to the essence of their current relationship.

They are not that close yet. With the contact over this period of time, Jiang Yun wondered whether he should consider elevating the friendship?
On the road of cultivation, they are not only fellow practitioners, but also each other's support in the darkness. Only by working together can they walk their own path on this strange and unpredictable road.

Jiang Yun sat cross-legged, allowing the aftereffects of Hou Ming's hellfire to linger in his body.

That extremely cold and gloomy power was like a key that gently knocked on the mysterious door to the road of death and extinction.

His spiritual consciousness sank deep into the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and he saw the flame of reincarnation colliding violently with the fragments of the law of hellfire. Every confrontation splashed up brilliant sparks of Taoism.

"It will take about ten thousand years before the next time." Hou Ming's voice interrupted Jiang Yun's thoughts.

She opened her eyes and tapped the air with her fingertips, sketching out a phantom of the long river of time. "If you have anything to do during this period, you can leave on your own."

Her eyes were as sharp as torches, and she had long seen through the unruly nature in Jiang Yun's bones - although the source of the underworld was like a paradise on earth, it could not trap this heart that yearned for the heavens and all worlds.

Jiang Yun stood up, and the bones all over his body made a series of explosions, like a majestic piece of music.

He stretched his muscles, feeling the surging power in his body like magma, and said in a deep voice: "I will stay in the underworld for a while to consolidate my cultivation. I will ignore the disturbances in the outside world for the time being."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it. A flame of reincarnation turned into a barrier, isolating the noise from the outside world. Hou Ming nodded slightly, closed his eyes and regulated his breathing again, and the hellfire around him condensed again, like a demon god being reshaped.

Jiang Yun turned and left, walking steadily towards the depths of the Xuanniao Dojo.

There, is his exclusive palace at the source of the underworld, and it is also the secret place where he practices diligently.

Entering the palace, Jiang Yun waved his hands and set up many restrictions. In an instant, countless reincarnation runes emerged from the void, like golden lotus flowers, covering the entire space.

He sat cross-legged in the center, took out the altar fragment, and gently stroked the ancient patterns on it with his fingertips.

Suddenly, an obscure power surged into the body, and his own understanding of the great Dao blended with each other, as if leading him to sublimate and peek into the road ahead.

As for Guidu Daozu who was suppressed inside, he was forced out by the Dao Flame of Samsara and suppressed into the depths of the Origin World to refine the blood of the Supreme Emperor.

In the following years, Jiang Yun entered a state of selfless practice.

While he was sorting out what his fellow practitioners had gained and integrating the insights of the Flame of Reincarnation and the Great Dao of Hellfire into his own body, he was silently paying attention to the movements in the outside world.

The Samsara Tokens spread across the heavens and the worlds like a spider web. Each token is like a pair of eyes, transmitting any movement in the heavens to his sea of ​​consciousness.

Be it the strange fluctuations in the depths of the Sacrifice Sea or the great battle between the Dao Ancestors at the edge of the heavens and myriad worlds, none of them could escape his perception.

However, at this moment, Jiang Yun was like an eternal stone statue. No matter how the outside world changed, I remained unmoved.

Darkness and the great way are intertwined, and Jiyuan is about to fall into the chaotic world at the end. Only by calming down and improving his strength can he occupy a place in the upcoming final battle.

And this pure land at the source of the underworld is the best place for him to accumulate strength.

Time rushes like a long river, and nearly ten thousand years of time pass quietly at your fingertips, like a white horse passing by, or like the changes in the world.

On this day, Jiang Yun was meditating in a quiet room. The flames of the Wheel of Reincarnation around his body transformed into a lotus pedestal supporting his body. Suddenly, the Wheel of Reincarnation shook violently, like waves crashing on the shore, or like the beating of war drums.

The vibration did not come from a single mark, but from the simultaneous resonance of the reincarnation orders in a certain direction of the heavens and myriad worlds, which actually outlined a huge picture of turbulent laws in the void.

This means something big is happening.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze piercing through the universe like lightning, and his spiritual consciousness spread out along the big net woven by the order of reincarnation.

In an instant, a familiar and majestic breath was like a candle in the wind.

That was in the land of heaven. There was a phantom that flickered. Although it was already extremely weak, it was filled with determination and grief, and it crashed into a dark corner like a moth to a flame.

"It's Shi Yi!"

Jiang Yun's pupils suddenly shrank. He could recognize the unique fluctuations of the power of the double pupils at a glance even if they were separated by thousands of worlds.

Immediately afterwards, another breath fell to the ground like a cold star - the emperor's aura also took a sharp turn for the worse, and he lost control like a kite with a broken string.

In the land of heaven, in just this short moment, there were two muffled sounds of the great road collapsing.

Through the marks of reincarnation spread throughout the heavens, scattered news came in like snowflakes.

Two brilliant young immortal kings in heaven, Shi Yi and Tian Zi, encountered an unexpected change at the critical moment when they were about to reach the Daozu realm.

It should have been a glorious moment of attaining enlightenment, but it turned into a catastrophe - their foundations of enlightenment were shattered bit by bit by the tearing of a strange force, and they even touched upon some ancient taboo, causing a strange black mist to gush out from the cracks in the void, wrapping around the two's souls like a poisonous snake.

In the eyes of all living beings in the heavens and the world, this change seems to be related to the strange clan.

Jiang Yun tapped the stone table with his fingertips, and the reincarnation order on the table glowed faintly, projecting more details into the void.

In the scene, the land of heaven is collapsing and the ground is cracking, Shi Yi's pupils are bleeding, the emperor's ancient treasure is covered with cracks, and in the strange black fog that is wrapped around the two of them, the runes of the ancestral land of the plateau can be vaguely seen flashing.

What is even more shocking is that the aura of Emperor Huang Tian and God Liu did not appear at this moment - they seemed to be restrained by a more powerful force and failed to protect these two geniuses in time.

After suffering severe blows, the two men's spiritual hearts were tarnished.

The sharpness in Shi Yi's eyes was replaced by despair, and the Taoist pattern between the emperor's eyebrows was also stained with darkness.

The strange power was like a thorn in their flesh, whispering in their sea of ​​consciousness and leading them towards the abyss.

Finally, the two of them let out long roars toward the sky, their voices shaking the heavens, but filled with despair and sadness.

They tore off their Taoist robes, allowing the dark aura to permeate their bodies, then turned around and stepped into the camp of the strange clan.

"With the help of other Dao ancestors, he was infected with strangeness and rebelled against the Heavenly Court, plunging into darkness. Is this the arrangement of Willow God?"

Jiang Yun thought in his heart, and the reincarnation light at his fingertips shone brightly, locking in this shocking news.

This development is also reasonable.

The talents of Shi Yi and the Emperor are enough to make the Weird Clan fearful. If they cannot be used for their own benefit, they will want to get rid of them as soon as possible.

And this "unexpected turn" was more like a carefully planned conspiracy - the strange clan actually began to attack the geniuses of the Avenue camp.

He stood up, with flames of Tao surging around him, and began to look forward to it.

Jiang Yun looked deeply at the coordinates of heaven flashing in the reincarnation order, and he had already made up his mind - the two geniuses who were about to join the dark camp.

The news that Shi Yi and Tianzi were contaminated with darkness and defected after their failed breakthrough was like a huge rock falling into a calm lake.

Although the two were not Taoist ancestors, they still caused quite a stir in the heavens and all worlds.

After all, no one dared to talk too much about Daozu, even through the Reincarnation Order.

It’s just right for the Immortal King. They have the courage, and it’s very big.

This news was like a wildfire that spread wildly along the rift between time and space. Wherever it went, whether it was the towering palaces of the fairyland or the gloomy abyss of the underworld, it was drowned out by waves of shock and discussion.

Shi Yi, who has double pupils and extraordinary talent, is so powerful in combat that he is known as the invincible one under the Dao Ancestor.

Survive at the hands of some Dao Ancestors.

The Son of Heaven controls the inheritance of the World Tree, and his every move shows his genius.

The two of them have a close friendship with Emperor Huang Tian and are partners who fight side by side. They are also the younger generations that God Liu has high hopes for, and they are the pillars that will support the future of Heaven.

But now, they have chosen to turn away from the right path and plunge into darkness. How can this not shock people?

For a time, all the cultivators in the heavens had different opinions, and various speculations and rumors popped up like mushrooms after rain.

(End of this chapter)