Demoness who covers the sky, please help me practice

Chapter 755 A strange place!

Jiang Yun was still in shock. Just two pieces of the altar fragments were enough to cause such a terrifying stir. What kind of devastating power would the real altar contain?
And how terrifying would it be for an existence to control the altar and harvest countless lives?
What worries him even more is that as the altar fragments continue to appear, more and more Dao Ancestors are involved. Under the erosion of this strange aura, will they be assimilated and eventually become the minions of the strange clan?

A strong sense of crisis, like a surging wave, surged in his heart.

Jiang Yun suddenly swallowed up the essence of heaven and earth, like an ancient gluttonous whale sucking in the vast sea of ​​clouds, and sat cross-legged on the ground in an instant.

His spiritual thoughts were like a broken string that was resumed, slowly recovering in the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness.

Ripples appeared in the surrounding void, and there seemed to be countless lines flowing. Those were the cracks in the laws of heaven and earth torn open when divine consciousness was repairing them.

After an unknown amount of time, the light emanating from his body became brighter and brighter, like a rising sun, indicating that his spiritual power had completely returned to its peak.

Jiang Yun slowly opened his eyes, his eyes as fast as lightning, instantly locking onto the newly acquired altar fragments.

The fragment glowed with a faint black light, and mysterious lines flowed on its surface, as if ancient gods and demons were roaring inside.

He looked at it intently, but unfortunately, although this fragment and the old thing in his arms came from the same origin, they seemed to be from different worlds. The runes were still incomplete, with half a rune flickering on it, facing the remaining runes on the other piece from a distance, but unable to fit together, just like a couple forcibly separated by fate.

But Jiang Yun looked calm, as if he had expected this.

When the two fragments failed to merge into one, he had already understood the mystery. The attempt just now was just to put an end to the glimmer of luck in his heart.

"To obtain a complete rune, connecting the fragments is only one of the requirements. Opportunity and luck are also indispensable!"

He murmured to himself, and his voice echoed in the silence, like an ancient motto that had passed through endless years.

And now it seems that the altar fragments are like a double-edged sword.

As more fragments emerge, the altar's phantom becomes more solid, and the pressure and strange aura it exudes will increase exponentially.

Every time the phantom grew stronger, it was as if a pair of invisible hands were tearing at his heart and corroding his soul.

This is a huge gamble. On one side is the supreme opportunity to uncover the eternal mystery of the strange clan. On the other side is the horrific abyss of being completely swallowed up by the strange power and becoming a walking corpse.

Fortunately, Jiang Yun had a fortuitous encounter on the path of cultivation and realized a unique method.

When it is performed, brilliant golden light will appear all over the body, and the big mill will come into the world while it is turning. It can kill all the strange aura, just like the scorching sun melting snow, adding a glimmer of hope to this life-and-death game.

If he didn't have this life-saving method, facing the temptation of the altar fragments, he probably wouldn't even have the courage to get close.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, the mystery that had troubled him for a long time was solved.

Although the strange clan coveted the altar fragments, they did not come out in full force, and their actions were mostly individual.

Now that I think about it, this fragment itself is a deadly trap. If Daozu has a weak mind and rashly gets involved, not only will he fail to retrieve the fragment for the weird clan, but he will be corroded and assimilated and become their minion.

It seems that the "calmness and patience" of the strange clan is actually a hidden murderous calculation.

Jiang Yun looked solemn and shook his head slowly, as if denying a crazy idea in his mind.

He carefully hid the two altar fragments in different places as if they were priceless treasures.

Then, he swept his eyes across this broken world, a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes, and his hands danced like a butterfly through flowers, and began to arrange a mysterious formation. The spell bursting out from his fingertips was like a meteor falling to the ground, dazzling and sharp.

Every spell that fell into the ruined earth turned into an ancient tombstone.

The surfaces of these tombstones are engraved with densely packed words, numbering in the hundreds.

From a distance, the text is full of descriptions of the tragic ending of this world, speaking of endless despair and sorrow in the tearful and accusatory tone of the survivors.

But if you look closely, you will find that the arrangement of these words contains a mystery, and it is actually a formation with infinite power.

After the formation was set up, Jiang Yun breathed a sigh of relief, with beads of sweat already appearing on his forehead.

He slowly took out the Reincarnation Token. The token was simple and mysterious, emitting a long glow.

He stared at the token with an uncertain expression. After hesitating for a long time, he finally put the token in his arms.

He knew clearly in his heart that although the search for the altar fragments violated the agreement of the four original places, it would inevitably cause an uproar if discovered by other strange Taoist ancestors.

But he still had an excuse to deal with it, but if people knew that he was deliberately exploring the magical formation formed by heaven and earth, that would be a real disaster.

This magical formation is a Jedi that can eliminate the weird and ominous aura. He is exploring it so recklessly. Once the news leaks out, not only will he be in danger, but this magical place may completely disappear from the world.

"If I have the opportunity to see Willow God in the future, maybe I can ask her to come forward and use the help of the Taoist Patriarch of Heaven to explore..."

Jiang Yun murmured to himself, his voice full of helplessness and expectation.

After pondering for a moment, he turned around resolutely and disappeared into the world like a ghost.

After that, he would never step into this place again easily, for fear that he would accidentally expose the shocking secret hidden here.

Jiang Yun tore through the void, crushed the galaxy and returned. When the sea sacrifice site came into view, the power of the previous battle seemed to still echo between heaven and earth.

The once magnificent world is now in ruins, like the remains of a ravaged and devoured ancient beast. The earth is cracked like a spider web, and the sky is shattered like disintegrating glass.

The broken world silently tells the horror of the war. Even time seems to freeze at this moment, stained with bloody sorrow.

Countless Immortal Kings were like wolves smelling blood, prowling around the ruins, with greed flashing in their eyes, as if waiting for something.

The great battle among the Dao Ancestors was a collision that could be said to destroy the heavens and the earth, causing many magic weapons to collapse under the endless energy impact.

Those fragments of magic weapons fell like meteorites, scattering all over the world, turning the battlefield into a treasure-hunting paradise that the Immortal Kings flocked to. Every fragment seemed to contain endless opportunities, attracting them in droves.

Jiang Yun stood in the void, staring at all this silently, and he already understood it in his heart.

This must be because a certain Dao Ancestor suffered severe damage in the battle. Not only was the magic weapon that protected him shattered, but he was also too weak to recover the fragments.

Without saying much, he rushed across the center of the battlefield like an unstoppable torrent.

The Immortal Kings who were busy searching for treasure in the distance, when they felt the terrifying pressure emanating from him, subconsciously lowered their heads like frightened ants.

Although they did not know Jiang Yun's identity, they knew that the person in front of them was an extremely powerful Taoist ancestor, like a towering and insurmountable mountain, and not someone that small fry like them could provoke.

As the altar fragments continued to appear like stars, the flames of war between the Dao Ancestors flared up again. But this time, the Dao Ancestors who had been silent for many years also woke up one after another, like sleeping ancient beasts opening their eyes again.

The fighting Dao Ancestors had some reservations in their hearts and no longer fought without reservation like they did tens of thousands of years ago.

In the past, a single war could turn countless worlds into dust, but now the number of destroyed worlds has decreased significantly.

Miraculously, these wars, far from causing the world to decline, acted as catalysts, prompting countless evolved civilizations to flourish and prosper in the tempering of war.

New skills and new inheritances continue to emerge, and a brilliant new prosperous era is slowly rising like the morning sun.

With the help of the Reincarnation Order, Jiang Yun reaped great rewards in the tide of the times, and his cultivation speed was like riding a galloping horse, advancing by leaps and bounds.

Time flies like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of years have passed.

On this day, Jiang Yun sat cross-legged on the ancient and mysterious training platform, with the radiance of Taoism lingering around him.

A rare smile appeared on his face, and that smile was like a spring breeze or the first light of dawn.

Four million bloodline runes circulated around his body, emitting a strange and dazzling light. The light was like tens of millions of suns blooming at the same time, illuminating almost the entire towering palace.

During this turbulent period, countless new generations of powerful people emerged like mushrooms after a rain, and the heavens and all worlds presented an unprecedented scene of prosperity.

Almost every living being wears the Reincarnation Order, and Jiang Yun also takes this opportunity to make rapid progress in his cultivation and continue to move towards a higher realm.

"I originally thought that the next transformation would take hundreds of thousands of years of loneliness, but now it seems that after hundreds of thousands of years, I will be able to gather enough bloodlines in my hands!"

Jiang Yun felt the changes in his body. The Dao traces all over his body surged like thunder exploding in the sky, causing ripples in the void. The laws of space within a radius of ten thousand miles were distorted and deformed at this moment.

Although in his study of the altar fragments, he was like a traveler groping in the fog, he could never find the exit and gained nothing.

But on the road of exploring the art of blood fusion, he was like seeing the moon through the clouds, and he was very successful, moving slowly forward step by step.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and Jiang Yun flashed and sat cross-legged on the training platform again like a ghost.

In an instant, the rhythm of Taoism flowed around his body, and thousands of runes intertwined and entangled, as if the galaxy was hanging upside down.

He danced his hands quickly, and magic spells burst out like raindrops, and began to practice the secret method of blood fusion that he had just deduced.

He had begun to study this secret method thousands of years ago. However, the devastating war in the heavens was like a raging wave that instantly shattered all his plans, forcing him to put them aside temporarily.

It was not until the last few hundred years that he picked it up again, working on it day and night, and now he has finally succeeded.

As the secret technique was put into operation, the void in front of Jiang Yun shook violently, as if a pair of invisible hands were wantonly kneading the space.

After a moment, a mysterious pattern slowly emerged.

The pattern is divided into two, like the poles of yin and yang.

On one side, there was a strange creature that looked like a human but had wings on its back. Above its wings, flames were surging and a hot breath was blowing in the face, as if to burn everything.

This is the genius of the Feathered Race. His unique physique and bloodline are perfectly blended and enhance each other, making him seem like he is born to be invincible.

On the other side, there was a winding, snake-like creature, with a cold aura spreading out. Just one glance at it would make people feel as if they were falling into an ice cellar, with a chill on their backs, as if a pair of eyes from the underworld were staring at their every move, which was chilling.

These two figures are the sources of blood carefully selected by Jiang Yun, carrying his hope of breaking through the realm.

However, the road to hope is always paved with thorns.

As soon as the two bloodlines came into contact, they repelled each other like fire meeting ice.

Even if Jiang Yun used all his strength to perform the secret method and force the traction, the terrifying repulsive force was still like a prehistoric beast, rushing madly and trying to tear apart the forced fusion.

At the same time, an inexplicable murmur sounded quietly in the hall. The voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from an endless abyss, and like the whisper of ancient gods and demons.

This was the horrible backlash caused by Jiang Yun's attempt to break the taboo of blood fusion. You must know that every bloodline power contains unique and powerful laws of the Tao.

To force fusion now is tantamount to challenging the way of heaven, so how can it not bring about backlash like divine punishment?
Throughout the ages, countless geniuses and powerful men have all had ambitions and dreams, trying to perfectly integrate the powerful bloodlines of different races.
There were definitely not a few of them. The scene was like moths to a flame, with people rushing forward one after another.

However, this road is more difficult than ascending to heaven. It seems that there are many limits set by heaven, and no one can cross that gap.

Even if two powerful beings, one male and one female, were to combine, the offspring they gave birth to would be nothing more than a crude patchwork of two great laws, just like forcibly combining the bright stars and the surging sea. It looks gorgeous, but in fact it is difficult to reconcile and it is impossible to achieve perfect fusion.

More offspring either cannot be born or are born with various defects.

The reason why Jiang Yun was able to embark on this path and make some progress was actually due to the mysterious changes in the panel. It was like finding a bright light in the fog, which allowed him to see a glimmer of hope.

"The disciple surpasses the master", these seven short words fully describe the difficulties of the path of cultivation.

If everyone could do this, then the heavens would already be filled with Taoist ancestors and immortal emperors.

It is like an ancient sacred mountain that stretches before all living beings, towering into the clouds, extremely steep, and countless people will never be able to reach its height in their entire lives.

The Lotus of Eternal Reincarnation has also been involved in this path.

Back then, it tried its best and only achieved partial success, but it had already created a Taoist ancestor-level creature like the Xuanniao that roamed the world.

And Jiang Yun's ambition is even greater than that.

He was not willing to be satisfied with the simple and crude fusion of several bloodlines, but tried to break the shackles of heaven and achieve a truly perfect fusion of the two bloodlines, allowing the strengths of the two races to shine like the sun and the moon, complementing each other and bursting out with astonishing power.

Jiang Yun narrowed his eyes, his gaze was as fast as lightning, revealing an unyielding ruthlessness.

His hands danced quickly like a butterfly flying through flowers, and he muttered something, continuing to control the mysterious secret method.

As he moved, the two images of creatures on the mysterious map slowly moved closer to each other as if pulled by an invisible force.

For a moment, the inexplicable murmur in the hall became stronger and stronger, as if countless resentful spirits were crying in the ears, or as if ancient gods and demons were scolding loudly, sometimes gently persuading, sometimes sternly warning, as if warning Jiang Yun not to set foot in this forbidden place again.

Touching taboos is like dancing on the edge of a cliff. If you are not careful, you will be crushed to pieces.

But Jiang Yun was clear in his mind. He knew very well that the more dangerous the place, the greater the opportunity it often hides.

(End of this chapter)