Prehistoric: The female saint Shiji, brilliant and talented

This fluctuation was terrifying; even the slightest emanation of its aura caused Shi Ji to tremble with fear. If this aura were to be fully released, Shi Ji estimated that she would be instantly reduced to ashes.

"What on earth is that thing? How can it contain such terrifying pressure?"

Shi Ji's face was ashen, and cold sweat poured from her forehead.

He hurriedly withdrew the Myriad Mountains Divine Power from his body and then began to circulate it again. As the Myriad Mountains Divine Power continued to circulate within his body, the aura emanating from Shi Ji became increasingly powerful.

When Shi Ji pushed the Ten Thousand Mountains technique to its limit, the terrifying aura within her body finally subsided.

He breathed a sigh of relief and muttered with lingering fear, "That was incredibly dangerous. Luckily, I managed to retract the Myriad Mountains in time, or I would have surely died."

This encounter was indeed extremely dangerous.

Shi Ji turned her gaze to the storage ring, her heart filled with curiosity: what treasures were hidden inside this ring?
He began to search carefully and soon found a stone tablet with eight ancient seal characters engraved on it.

Shi Ji carefully examined it and read aloud, "Nine Cauldrons Suppressing Divine Technique."

He had never heard of this technique before, but just from its name, he knew it must be extraordinary.

Shi Ji began to study this supernatural power.

Half a day later, he grasped some of the essence of the "Nine Cauldrons Suppressing Divine Technique" and immediately put it into practice.

In an instant, the phantom of an ancient cauldron materialized behind him.

This ancient cauldron exudes terrifying energy, as if it could crush all the heavens and myriad realms.

Suddenly, the phantom of the ancient cauldron swayed slightly, rapidly shrank, and finally transformed into a rune, which was imprinted on Shi Ji's right eyebrow.

The rune shimmered with a pale golden light, faintly exuding an ancient and desolate aura that made one involuntarily want to kneel in worship.

Shi Ji frowned slightly. The ancient cauldron was imprinted on his brow, giving him a strange and chilling feeling.

He also sensed that the ancient mark seemed to be a seal.

Of course, this was just Shi Ji's guess. He was not sure if the mark was really a seal, nor did he know what type of seal it was.

Shi Ji activated that divine power again, and another ancient cauldron appeared behind her.

When the two ancient cauldron phantoms coalesced into a real form, the aura they emitted was extremely terrifying.

The two auras converged, causing the void to tremble violently, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

Moreover, the two ancient cauldron phantoms seemed to possess sentience, roaring and attempting to break free from Shi Ji's control and escape. But in the end, they failed to escape.

Shi Ji sneered: "Trying to run? Not so easy!"

He continued to use his supernatural powers, trying to investigate whether the ancient cauldron phantom truly existed, and what it actually was.

The two ancient cauldron phantoms completely merged, forming a purplish-red dagger—the Purple Blood Demon Blade.

"Purple Blood Demon Blade!" Shi Ji was taken aback, not expecting that the two ancient cauldron phantoms would actually condense into this divine power.

The Purple Blood Demon Blade is an absolutely terrifying divine power, ranking among the top even in the Nine Provinces.

Shi Ji took out the Purple Blood Demon Blade and began cultivating.

The Purple Blood Demon Blade operates in a similar way to the Myriad Mountains, both absorbing the pure essence of heaven and earth to temper the body and enhance strength.

Moreover, the Purple Blood Demon Blade does not require a high level of soul power.

As long as one's soul power is strong enough, cultivation becomes very easy.

The cultivation speed of the Purple Blood Demon Blade is very fast. It took Shi Ji three years to finally master the basics of it.

He then unleashed the Myriad Mountains Divine Power once more, fusing it with the Purple Blood Demon Blade.

At the same time, the runes on the statue were activated, and the entire void boiled over, as if turning into a sea of ​​fire. The statue unleashed a world-destroying power.

"What a terrifying statue!" Shi Ji exclaimed with excitement. Although the statue was incomplete, it contained endless, mysterious, and unpredictable power.

The power of the statue greatly inspired Shi Ji, and he decided to continue cultivating the Purple Blood Demon Blade.

Not long after, Shi Ji entered a meditative state again. When he opened his eyes again, his face showed a look of ecstatic joy.

The Purple Blood Demon Blade has been cultivated to the perfect level!
"Holy crap, you succeeded in cultivation so easily?" Shi Ji was shocked.

He never expected that the Purple Blood Demon Blade would be so easy to cultivate. When he was cultivating the Myriad Mountains, he encountered many difficulties and spent a great deal of time and energy to finally master it.

Shi Ji mastered the Purple Blood Demon Blade technique in just a few months.

"Just as I expected, this divine ability is no ordinary one, but an extremely rare one, called the Devouring Heaven Demon Scripture. I don't know if my deduction is accurate, but the power of this divine ability is truly unbelievable!" Shi Ji couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Such extraordinary power is undoubtedly a feat defying the heavens.

Even in the ancient primordial era, it was probably one of the top powerful inheritances.
Shi Ji memorized the contents of the Devouring Heaven Demon Scripture and planned to cultivate it slowly in the future.

Once he cultivates the Devouring Heaven Demon Scripture to its peak, he may be able to cultivate the Devouring Heaven Demon Blade.

Shi Ji tried to activate the Devouring Demon Blade to attack the surrounding objects, but failed.

Clearly, to cultivate the Devouring Demon Blade, one must first find the method to activate it.

Shi Ji decided to first study the cultivation techniques of Wan Chong Shan, and then try to use the Devouring Demon Blade after mastering them.

Time flies, and three hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye. Shi Ji has finally mastered the cultivation method of Wan Chong Shan, but she still cannot unleash the Devouring Demon Blade.

"My soul realm is only one step away from the Nirvana Immortal Realm. Perhaps, once I break through to the Nirvana Immortal Realm, I will be able to unleash the Devouring Demon Blade!" Shi Ji thought to herself.

But he also knew how terrifying his Nirvana Immortal Tribulation was.

While he couldn't say that undergoing the Nirvana Immortal Tribulation was without danger, he was confident that he could overcome it.

The only worry is that the consequences of failing to transcend the tribulation will be extremely tragic.

Shi Ji decided to go into seclusion to cultivate and improve her cultivation level.

Life was uneventful. While cultivating the myriad peaks, Shiji did not forget to search for the whereabouts of the bronze coffin.

Unfortunately, it has not been found to this day.

Shi Ji even suspected that the bronze coffin was not inside the Burial Cliff at all.

But he also refused to believe that the bronze coffin was not actually there.

He guessed that perhaps only by entering the core area of ​​Burial Cliff could one reach the bronze coffin.

With his current cultivation level, he was not yet capable of doing so. Shi Ji temporarily abandoned her plan to explore the bronze coffin and turned her attention to other items.

He had four stone tablets, but there was one he had never seen before.

The stone tablet seemed to hold some secret, but Shi Ji had no idea what it was.

As he was about to examine the fifth stone tablet closely, a sharp pain suddenly surged into his mind, causing him immense suffering.

He quickly sat cross-legged and silently recited a soul-suppressing incantation.

As the Soul-Suppressing Incantation resounded throughout heaven and earth, the excruciating pain gradually subsided.

Shi Ji's expression changed drastically.

He discovered that the Soul-Suppressing Curse had backfired on him.

"What secrets does this fifth stone tablet hold? Why is the Soul-Suppressing Curse backfiring on me?" Shi Ji frowned.

He stood up and walked toward the fifth stone tablet.

He intended to see for himself what this fifth stone tablet was.

When Shi Ji arrived at the fifth stone tablet, he felt as if he had entered a strange world.

The sounds of ghosts wailing and wolves howling came from the black mist, sending chills down one's spine.

Shi Ji saw many dead monks.

They appeared to have been dead for many years, their clothes long since decayed.

"Who are these people?"

Shi Ji stared in shock at the dead monks. He had never seen these people before, and they should not be natives of this place.

Shi Ji continued to look ahead, and suddenly, he saw an ancient temple floating in an ancient mountain range in the distance.

The ancient temple was shrouded in mist, obscuring its interior. Shi Ji stepped forward and flew towards the temple.

Soon, he arrived outside the ancient temple. The temple doors were tightly shut.

Shi Ji reached out and pushed the door of the ancient hall, only to find it locked.

Crackling sounds kept coming from inside the ancient hall, and Shi Ji felt that a terrifying creature seemed to be sealed inside.

When Shi Ji's gaze swept into the interior of the ancient hall, he saw a series of terrifying scenes.

An elderly monk with white hair was suspended in mid-air.

His hair was disheveled, and a sinister smile hung on his face. His狰狞 (zhengning, meaning ferocious or hideous) face was filled with endless resentment, hatred, and curses.

His body was contorting in agony, as if he were enduring immense torment.

"You lowly scum! Today I am finally free! Weren't you arrogant and domineering? Today I will kill you and take your place! Then, I will make everyone in the world pay for my death!" The white-haired old man roared angrily, his resentful eyes fixed on Shi Ji.

Just then, the five golden pills in Shiji's dantian began to circulate wildly.

When the five golden pills circulate...

Violent fluctuations emanated from Shi Ji's body.

He could clearly feel that his energy and spirit were rapidly increasing at a visible speed.

At the same time, the lifespan of the stone rocks is also increasing dramatically.

This greatly shocked Shi Ji.

As the five golden pills circulated rapidly within her body, Shi Ji estimated that her lifespan had increased by a full two thousand years.

Lifespan is directly doubled.

He felt as if there was an explosive power within him, ready to burst forth at any moment.

Shi Ji felt an urge to roar to the sky and express his exhilaration. However, he suppressed this urge.

At this moment, he was still far from being a match for the white-haired old man.

If I were to show myself rashly, it might only bring unnecessary trouble.

Although Shiji really wanted to fight the white-haired old man to see how strong she really was.

But right now is clearly not the best time to fight.

Shi Ji decided to remain in hiding, looking for a suitable opportunity to launch a sneak attack on the white-haired old man.

He was confident that even if he couldn't defeat the white-haired old man, he could at least stall him for a while. Then, he only needed to buy time for other experts to arrive and reinforce him; the white-haired old man would surely die.

Suddenly, a strange figure flashed through Shi Ji's mind. He looked closely and saw that it was a woman wearing a black gauze dress.

The woman was alluring and beautiful, but her eyes revealed a cold chill.

Shi Ji felt as if she had seen this woman somewhere before.

However, he could not recall where he had seen such a stunningly beautiful woman.

The woman was a complete stranger to him; he couldn't even recall her name.

"What's going on? Am I just imagining things?"

Shi Ji frowned and began to ponder.

"You little beast, stop struggling and just kneel down and wait to die."

The white-haired old man said with a sinister grin.

Suddenly, a streak of dark light flew swiftly toward the rocky shore.

"Soul-fixing nails! It's soul-fixing nails!"

Upon seeing the dark light, Shi Ji immediately showed an expression of extreme terror.

The power of the Soul-Fixing Nail is unbelievably strong.

He tried to dodge the Soul-Stabilizing Nail, but it arrived in an instant and pierced Shi Ji's chest.

With a tearing sound, Shi Ji's heart was pierced by the Soul-Stabilizing Nail.

He then fainted.

When Shi Ji woke up, she found herself lying in bed with Xia Zitong and Bei Bei beside her.

Xia Zitong was fast asleep, clinging to Shi Ji's arm.

Beibei lay down beside them, fast asleep.

Seeing that Xia Zitong and Beibei were safe and sound, Shi Ji finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He woke them both up.

"Master, you're finally awake! I was so worried about you!"

As Beibei spoke, she threw herself into Shiji's arms and clung to him tightly like an octopus.

When Xia Zitong saw that Shi Ji had woken up, she excitedly ran over and asked, "Brother Shi Ji, what just happened? Why did you faint?"

Shi Ji shook her head with a wry smile and said, "Let's leave here first. I need to rest for a few days to recover."

The three left the valley and returned to the courtyard where Shi Ji lived. Shi Ji then secluded herself in her room to heal her injuries.

Three days passed in a flash, and his injuries were finally healed.

"It seems I've broken through another realm! I've reached the peak of the Emperor Realm!"

Shi Ji couldn't help but feel a slight surge of joy.

What an unexpected surprise.

He felt that his strength had been further enhanced. In this way, even if he encountered a powerhouse at the Emperor Realm, he might be able to put up a fight.

"I can now attempt to refine the Ancestral Demon Pearl!"

Shi Ji took a deep breath and then took out the Ancestral Demon Pearl.

When he unleashed the Ancestral Demon Pearl, a surge of power flowed into his bloodline.

Shi Ji's bloodline immediately began to boil, as if she wanted to merge with the Ancestral Demon Pearl.

However, his bloodline was rejected by a special force.

Ultimately, his bloodline could not complete its transformation, nor could he refine the Ancestral Demon Pearl.

Shi Ji couldn't help but sigh softly. The Ancestral Demon Pearl was indeed extraordinary, and he was unable to refine it.

At this moment, Xia Zitong walked in and said, "Young Master Lin, my father wants you to go out for a while."

"Okay, I'll go out now."

Shi Ji followed Xia Zitong out of the room and outside. When Xia's father saw Shi Ji, his face immediately lit up with a smile: "Young Master Lin."

"Uncle, you're too kind. Just call me Shiji," Shiji said.

Xia's father said, "Young Master Shi, please!"

Shi Ji followed Xia's father into a secret room.

This is where Xia's father usually meditates.

Throughout the journey, Xia's father showed great enthusiasm towards Shiji.

"I am truly grateful to Young Master Lin for saving my granddaughter Zitong's life this time!"

Xia's father said with deep emotion, his tone full of sincerity.

Shi Ji said, "Uncle, you flatter me."

"I wonder where Brother Shi comes from? He actually possesses such a powerful magic weapon, capable of even collecting my immortal corpse."

Xia's father looked at the stone sword floating in the void.

Shi Ji said, "This stone sword is a treasure left behind by my master. It originally belonged to a powerful figure from the ancient era. I have always carried it with me since I obtained it, but I have never used it to kill any enemies."

After listening to Shi Ji's explanation, Xia's father nodded slightly and said, "So it's a treasure left behind by a powerful figure from the ancient era. No wonder it's so powerful." (End of Chapter)