Demoness who covers the sky, please help me practice

Jiang Yun took in everything that was happening outside the abyss, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

Friendship is like a tree; it always needs to be nurtured in advance.

Without the deliberate efforts to win him over over the past two hundred thousand years, he would never have received such treatment now.

However, he did not intend to accept these substances of the origin of reincarnation; they were too precious and unnecessary.

Jiang Yun's gentle voice echoed throughout the Daoist temple, reaching the ears of all the Daoist Ancestors.

"Thank you, fellow Daoists, but there's no need."

He smiled and explained that his foundation was solid, and he was only accumulating the precious medicine needed for a breakthrough, which was why he gave the order to the Eight Paths of Reincarnation.

The Dao Ancestors didn't believe it at all, thinking that Jiang Yun was just being stubborn. If he wasn't injured, why would he make such a fuss?
A hint of anxiety appeared in Hou Ming's eyes, as if she had returned to the moment when the Xuan Niao Dao Ancestor suddenly disappeared. She waved her hand sharply, and the Hellfire appeared behind her, transforming into a powerful shockwave that smashed through the formation of Jiang Yun's Daoist Temple.

These formations vanished instantly before the Hellfire, offering no resistance whatsoever.

After breaking the formation, Hou Ming did not enter Jiang Yun's Daoist temple. He merely sent the reincarnation essence materials sent by the Dao Ancestors into the temple.

Then, they set up a new formation for him, not allowing Jiang Yun to say anything to stop him.

She seems to be the most assertive older sister.

Jiang Yun was also somewhat stunned, looking at the large mass of the origin of reincarnation in front of him, his heart filled with emotion.

He remained silent, taking these primordial substances into his body.

As the original substance disappeared, the entire temple returned to tranquility.

Outside the temple, Hou Ming breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Jiang Yun no longer refused.

All the Dao Ancestors were the same, except for the Yellow Spring Mother, who gritted her teeth in jealousy. At some point, she left her abyss and followed the other Dao Ancestors closer.

The Yellow Spring Mother's expression kept changing. She felt that this was a complete waste and that she shouldn't have given the essence of reincarnation to Jiang Yun.

"Hmph!" She had made up her mind that once Jiang Yun left the dojo, she would immediately rush up and confront him.

She had already prepared her explanation: although the grand sacrifice had been postponed, it would eventually arrive within a million years. The primordial matter of reincarnation was an important resource, yet he was wasting it.

This is all Jiang Yun's fault, and he must pay the price.

In the training ground, Jiang Yun didn't think much and focused all his attention back on his body.

Although he did not intend to obtain those primordial substances, they were indeed a safeguard, sufficient to eliminate any potential threats.

"it's time!"

He suddenly smiled.

The final bloodline has been assembled. They are all brand-new bloodlines that he personally fused together. They are not powerful or unique, but rather something that Jiang Yun did casually. However, they contain a profound charm.

Each bloodline secretly resonates with a rune gleaned from a stone artifact, seemingly a manifestation of those runes, but unfortunately, its strength is too weak, seemingly inconsistent with the origin of the runes.

Jiang Yun had some guesses in his mind that these bloodlines might be hiding great potential, but it just hadn't shown up yet.

He has ordered the Eight Paths of Reincarnation to be mobilized to find the children who possess these bloodlines and to observe their future.

Jiang Yun gradually cleared his mind of all thoughts and relinquished control of his body.

"boom!"

A deafening explosion rang in his ears almost instantly.

Nine million bloodlines immediately lost control, and the Great Dao runes suddenly appeared, merging into the bloodlines and transforming into a surging river that raged through Jiang Yun's body as if no force could stop it.

Jiang Yun did not try to stop it, letting the raging river rush around and cause enormous damage.

He only used the power of the precious medicine to repair the damage after the flood had passed. Each time he repaired it, the blood-red projection of the nine stone artifacts would appear and disappear. On the repaired parts of his body, traces of runes could be faintly seen.

Through constant damage and repair, Jiang Yun's body underwent a mysterious change, and the runes from the nine sets of stone artifacts took root within him.

A mysterious aura emanated from his body, with Dao patterns flowing around him.

This is the most perfect body, without the slightest flaw.

The already dim inner realm within his body suddenly became nothingness, almost disappearing completely, leaving only the slightest trace.

As Jiang Yun's body undergoes a transformation, the secret realm becomes not only dispensable but also rejected by his body, as if it were a superfluous organ.

Jiang Yun's body is now a secret realm in every part.

He speculated that if he completed the seventh transformation, the five secret realms would disappear completely, and his body would undergo even more miraculous changes, perhaps allowing him to create a brand-new cultivation system.

Suddenly, a faint smile appeared on Jiang Yun's lips, ethereal and unreal. He thought of his good cousin, who seemed to have tried to do the same thing many years ago, specifically cultivating a section of his finger, but ultimately failed.

After all, his level of understanding at the time was too low; it was all wishful thinking.

But for Jiang Yun now, it is a real path to the future.

Such a thought flashed through my mind almost instantly and then disappeared.

It turned out that the torrent formed by the convergence of nine million bloodlines had finally begun to stop its surging pace. Most parts of his body had been repaired, like a reinforced dam, which tamed the arrogant flood.

"Is this the sixth transformation about to begin?"

Jiang Yun felt that it was too bland and too simple, and she didn't feel that there was much change, which meant that there was not enough progress.

Just as he had this thought, a sudden change occurred.

The bloodline torrent, which had begun to calm down, suddenly boiled again, turning into a red blood mist that rose up, full of boundless vitality, and enveloped his primordial spirit.

Upon closer inspection, one will discover that the blood mist is entirely composed of tiny, fragmented bloodline runes. Countless runes are randomly pieced together, seemingly without any connection, yet containing profound mysteries.

The nine stone artifact projections reappeared, drawing power from the red blood mist, and continuously circling around Jiang Yun's primordial spirit.

The light of the Dao appeared and disappeared, obscuring his primordial spirit, and Jiang Yun also fell silent.

A gigantic, illusory millstone appeared beneath him, threatening to engulf him entirely.

His primordial spirit was dim and lifeless, and his once flawless body began to decay, with a deathly aura emanating from him.

Life gradually faded away.

A deathly stillness permeated the entire training ground, eventually passing through the formation and arriving in the abyss.

The expressions of the Dao Ancestors changed drastically, and they all exclaimed in surprise, believing that this was absolutely impossible.

They just sent in so much primordial matter, how could Jiang Yun have an accident?
This is simply unimaginable.

The Dao Ancestor of the Underworld was also alarmed. His figure suddenly appeared, his brows furrowed, as if deep in thought.

Even the Blood River Dao Ancestor appeared, coming behind the other Dao Ancestors.

"Dao Yuan!" They were all silently chanting the same name, but their mindsets were completely different.

The Dao Ancestors of the Underworld watched the Daoist temple closely, concerned about Jiang Yun's situation. Some Dao Ancestors who were on good terms with Jiang Yun held their breath, feeling agitated.

Jiang Yun's breath grew weaker and weaker. Was he really going to perish? Di Tian frowned, deep in thought, feeling that this shouldn't be happening.

Blood River Dao Ancestor's gaze was deep, staring intently into the depths of the Dao field, wishing he could see through the outer array to get a clear view of Jiang Yun's situation.

He was secretly delighted. Jiang Yun's creation of the Eight Paths of Reincarnation had caused him great losses, and he could no longer control the Reincarnation Slaves.

He was happy to see Jiang Yun suffer a loss, but he was also suspicious that it was really inappropriate for a powerful Dao Ancestor to suddenly show signs of falling.

Recalling the scene of Jiang Yun's fight with Kong Zun, he shook his head thoughtfully, feeling that Jiang Yun would not perish so easily, and there would definitely be changes.

Hou Ming was already regretting it, muttering to himself that it was all his fault and that he should have tried to persuade him more.

The Dao Ancestors had different mindsets, but they all focused their attention on the Daoist temple. One Dao Ancestor hesitated before speaking, wanting to persuade Hou Ming to remove the formation and enter the Daoist temple to help Jiang Yun.

However, the Netherworld Dao Ancestor actually spoke up to stop him.

"No!"

He approached the Dao Ancestors and offered his explanation, arguing that Jiang Yun was at a crucial moment and that being disturbed would lead to unpredictable consequences.

After speaking, Mingyu personally set up another formation. The formation exuded a mysterious aura, as if the Netherworld had descended to earth. Countless Netherworld auras transformed into guards, circling around the formation.

Even the Dao Ancestor dared not easily attempt a breakthrough.

Blood River Dao Ancestor gasped. Mingyu was the strongest Dao Ancestor in the Underworld, but he still hadn't expected such methods. They were terrifying.

"Is he really going to take that final step?" Blood River hesitated, surprised, and focused all his attention on the Netherworld Dao Ancestor.

Other Dao Ancestors also had similar thoughts, and they all stared at the formation set up by the Underworld. No more Dao Ancestors tried to enter the Dao field, and the depths of the Underworld fell silent again.

Suddenly, someone let out a cold laugh, full of malice and mockery.

"ridiculous!"

Several Daoist patriarchs turned around and saw that it was the Yellow Springs Underworld Mother.

She stared coldly in the direction of the dojo, her eyes filled with greed and anger. She thought that Jiang Yun had wasted so much of his reincarnation essence, yet he was still in a deadly predicament.

Hou Ming instantly flew into a rage, and the Hellfire suddenly ignited. An ice lotus appeared in his palm, and several icicles floated in mid-air, firmly locking onto the body of the Yellow Spring Mother.

Upon seeing this, Xuehe immediately recalled the scene when he fought with Houming, took a few steps back, and merged into the other Dao Ancestors.

The Yellow Spring Mother felt as if her entire body was about to be frozen and sealed. She was shocked and did not expect that this method would be so terrifying.

She hurriedly tried to release her true form and break free from this suppression, but all her efforts were in vain.

The hellfire transformed into towering walls, trapping the Yellow Spring Mother within them, rendering her immobile.

The high walls exuded the stench of death, pressing down on the Mother of the Underworld.

"No!" The Yellow Spring Mother was finally filled with fear and regret. She had never directly confronted anyone in countless years. How could she have miscalculated this time?
She quickly realized that Jiang Yun had pulled her into the open, and she often interacted with other Dao Ancestors. This time, she subconsciously followed along and immediately found herself in this situation.

"That Jiang Yun!" Huangquan Mingmu gritted her teeth, cursing Jiang Yun in her heart, but her face showed a completely different expression, full of flattery towards Houming.

Every wrinkle on her old face radiated friendliness, as if the cold laugh from moments before hadn't come from her at all.

"Fellow Daoist Houming, there's no need for this." She kept apologizing, trying to get Houming to stop.

Hou Ming remained unmoved and did not listen to Huang Quan Ming Mu's explanations at all. In her heart, Jiang Yun was already the most special existence.

Now, Jiang Yun is facing a huge crisis, and may even perish. Huangquan Mingmu is standing by, making sarcastic remarks and even sneering, which is something Houming cannot tolerate.

The enormous wall formed from hellfire kept closing in, trying to completely suppress her.

Even the space itself rippled under this pressure.

Many Dao Ancestors watching also felt a chill. Hou Ming attacked with hatred, and the strength she displayed was even stronger than when she fought against Blood River Dao Ancestor last time.

A bitter taste rose in Xuehe's mouth. He hadn't expected that Houming hadn't even used his full strength last time.

The underworld is a very deep place, and he, as the number three strongest person on the surface, is really nothing special. But he was completely unaware of this before, which is somewhat laughable.

Xuehe pondered to himself that perhaps Houming would view his methods as a joke in the future.

He suddenly let out a long sigh, turned around and returned to the abyss where he was, determined that he would not appear again unless the great sacrifice began.

At this moment, the Yellow Spring Mother let out a mournful roar, hoping that other Dao Ancestors would come to her aid.

"Are you just going to stand by and watch Hou Ming kill me?"

Many Daoist masters hesitated, feeling that the Yellow Springs Underworld Mother was exaggerating.

They all belong to the strange race, and their eerie aura prevents them from engaging in a deadly battle. No matter how angry Hou Ming is, he can only suppress the Yellow Spring Mother, and he cannot actually kill her.

But what they didn't know was that Hou Ming's eerie aura had been largely erased, greatly reducing the restrictions she faced.

If no one had stopped them, they might have actually killed the Yellow Springs Mother.

"Enough!" Finally, Mingyu spoke, "Houming, you can stop now."

Hou Ming's icy gaze fell upon Ming Yu without flinching, leaving some Dao Ancestors stunned and unable to believe what they were seeing.

"Does Houming actually want to fight Mingyu?" they exclaimed inwardly.

Di Tian couldn't help himself and stepped forward to block Hou Ming's path, advising her not to do this.

However, before he could speak, a hint of surprise appeared on Hou Ming's face, and his previous coldness vanished. He turned around.

The massive frost wall that was about to close also stopped moving instantly, allowing the Yellow Spring Mother to escape a calamity.

Suddenly, a vigorous vitality and powerful blood energy emanated from the depths of the temple.

The deathly silence was instantly dispelled, vanishing without a trace.

“This is…” Di Tian’s eyes widened, and he turned around to look as well.

This vitality and life force could only be emanating from Jiang Yun, but it was too powerful to be understood at all.

Just a moment ago it was dilapidated, lifeless, and dead silent, how did it revive in such a short time?
"It's almost like a rebirth!" a Daoist patriarch murmured to himself.

In the middle of the giant wall, the Yellow Spring Mother breathed a sigh of relief. She had no time to inquire about Jiang Yun's situation, nor did she dare to disturb Hou Ming. She looked at Ming Yu with pleading eyes, hoping that the strongest person in the underworld could help her escape.

However, Mingyu seemed not to have sensed her gaze at all, and stared intently in the direction of the dojo, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

He had always held Jiang Yun in high regard and didn't believe Jiang Yun would fall so easily, but what had happened still surprised him greatly. (End of Chapter)