Prehistoric: The female saint Shiji, brilliant and talented

Standing at the bow of the ship and looking out, Shi Ji discovered that this area was even more dangerous than he had imagined.

The black mountain range stretches endlessly, and occasionally strange, never-before-seen creatures can be seen wandering among the mountains.

A strong sense of unease welled up in Shi Ji's heart, and she immediately became more vigilant.

"Crash-"

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the void, and a thick iron chain shot out from it.

This iron chain is about 300 meters long and its surface is covered with rust, yet it exudes a chilling aura.

The iron chains coiled around the treasure ship like serpents, moving so fast that it caught everyone off guard.

Shi Ji hurriedly summoned her natal flying sword and slashed at the iron chain.

To his astonishment, however, the flying sword struck the iron chain and sparks flew out, but it did not harm the chain at all.

The iron chain lashed against the treasure ship's protective shield, causing the entire ship to shake violently, and Shi Ji was shaken so badly that her blood and qi surged.

"What a strange chain!"

Shi Ji wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes becoming serious.

Just then, a series of piercing shrieks came from afar.

Swarms of vicious bats flew out from the depths of the mountains, each the size of a millstone, its fangs gleaming with a chilling light.

Shi Ji took out a crimson gourd, which spewed out towering flames.

However, these vicious bats were not afraid of the flames and rushed straight through the sea of ​​fire.

The gourd could not withstand the impact and exploded with a loud crash.

Just as the evil bat was about to pounce on her, the relic in Shiji's arms suddenly shone brightly.

Golden Buddha light shone in all directions, and the swarm of evil bats let out mournful cries as they were all sucked into the relics.

Even more surprisingly, after these evil bats were refined, they transformed into pure energy that nourished the relics.

Shiji felt the warm energy emanating from the relic, and a look of joy appeared on her face.

"I never imagined that these relics could have such wonderful uses."

Shiji gently stroked the relic, feeling somewhat at ease.

However, at that moment, the entire mountain range suddenly began to shake violently.

The ground cracked open with countless fissures, from which monstrous demonic energy surged forth.

A sinister voice echoed through the heavens and earth: "Since you're here, stay here forever."

Shi Ji's expression changed drastically as he sensed a terrifying aura, far exceeding anything he had felt before, awakening within him.

It seems that this mountain range is far more dangerous than he imagined.

Without hesitation, they urged the treasure ship to speed away into the distance.

Just as the treasure ship was about to break out of the mountain range, the void in front of it suddenly twisted, forming a transparent barrier.

The treasure ship crashed into the barrier with a deafening roar.

Shi Ji stared intently and saw several figures emerging from behind the barrier; they were none other than the pursuers from Wanxiang City.

With obstacles blocking their way ahead and pursuers closing in from behind, Shiji found herself in a dilemma.

He gripped the ancient chaotic lamp in his hand, his eyes gradually hardening.

Since there is no way to retreat, we can only fight our way out!
Shi Ji poured her true essence into the ancient lamp, and the chaotic fire in the lamp wick suddenly surged.

At the same time, the relics floated above his head, casting rays of Buddhist light.

The two treasures, one yin and one yang, form a wondrous balance.

Upon seeing this, the pursuers all showed signs of fear.

"Formation!"

The white-bearded elder at the head of the group shouted sternly.

The cultivators of Wanxiang City quickly formed a profound formation, and a vast amount of magical power surged forth like a tide.

Shi Ji took a deep breath and adjusted herself to her best condition.

This battle will undoubtedly be extremely difficult.

However, just as the two sides were about to clash, another unexpected event occurred.

The eerie demonic corpse suddenly appeared in the center of the battlefield. It roared to the sky, and its demonic energy transformed into solid black chains, attacking everyone indiscriminately!

The scene immediately descended into chaos.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shi Ji urged the treasure ship to break through in one direction.

He heard explosions and screams behind him, but he had no time to pay attention.

The most important thing now is to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.

Under the dual protection of the relic and the Chaos Lamp, Shiji finally broke out of the mountain range.

Looking back, the black mountain range was shrouded in overwhelming demonic energy, and roars that sent chills down one's spine could be heard from time to time.

Shi Ji breathed a sigh of relief, but her mood did not relax.

After a series of fierce battles, he knew he had been drawn into a huge vortex.

Whether it's the pursuers from Vientiane City or that strange demonic corpse, they all seem to be hiding unknown secrets.

He looked down at the Chaos Ancient Lamp in his hand; the flame flickered slightly, as if foreshadowing something.

The road ahead is long and fraught with danger, but having chosen this path, we can only persevere and continue on it.

A hint of joy appeared on Shi Ji's face.

He tried to continue manipulating the relic to refine the evil bats circling around him, but he soon noticed something amiss—this Buddhist treasure seemed to have its own will and was completely beyond his control.

No matter how much he tried to activate his divine sense, the relic remained suspended motionless in his palm, like a bottomless ancient well.

"I almost forgot about that."

Shi Ji shook her head helplessly and smiled bitterly, telling Xie Nianzhu about the situation beside her.

The jet-black bead trembled slightly, emitting a deep echo: "This object is originally a sacred artifact of Buddhism. To truly wield it, one needs at least the cultivation level of an Emperor."

Upon hearing this, Shi Ji couldn't help but purse her lips.

The Emperor Realm? That's an unattainable level.

Although he had reached the Quasi-Immortal realm at a young age, he was still a world away from becoming an Emperor.

He said no more and immediately decided to go into seclusion to cultivate.

The pure energy absorbed when refining those evil bats surged through his meridians, causing subtle cracks to appear in the long-unyielding barrier of his cultivation.

It must be said that the accumulation over these days is indeed more substantial than imagined.

When Shi Ji calmed her mind and circulated her Qi throughout her body, she could clearly feel the true Qi gathering in her Dantian surging like a tidal wave.

The opportunity to break through to the Emperor Realm seems to have come earlier than expected.

Time slipped away quietly during cultivation, and half a month had passed in the blink of an eye. At dawn that day, the cave where Shi Ji was located suddenly burst forth with thousands of rays of light, and the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) frantically gathered into a vortex.

As the light faded, he slowly opened his eyes, his divine light subdued—he had finally successfully stepped into the Emperor level!

At this moment, he was standing on the vast land of the Great World of Mountains and Rivers.

After a moment's thought, Shi Ji abandoned her plan to travel south.

According to ancient records, the south is inhabited by many terrifying creatures, which he is currently unable to deal with with his strength.

So they turned north and headed towards the starry world known as the "Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races".

Legend has it that in ancient times, countless races once waged an earth-shattering battle here.

The star field, stretching for light-years, is still filled with fragments of broken stars, silently telling the story of the horrors of that war.

Shi Ji's purpose in this trip is to find the secret treasures left behind on the battlefield by the ancestors of all races.

Those long-forgotten traditions may very well hold the key to comprehending the Great Dao.

The journey went surprisingly smoothly.

As they approached the edge of the battlefield of all races, a chilling pressure swept over them.

Even from a great distance, one could still feel the terrifying atmosphere permeating the center of the battlefield.

Shi Ji cautiously stopped and decided to rest briefly at the nearby Starry Sky Ancient City.

This majestic ancient city floats amidst a sea of ​​stars, its scale comparable to a celestial palace.

The streets were filled with all sorts of cultivators, some riding rare and exotic beasts, others piloting flying magical artifacts.

Shi Ji found a secluded inn in the west of the city and settled in, specifically choosing a room with a private courtyard.

That night, the moonlight was as clear as water, and Shiji sat alone in the courtyard, pouring herself a drink.

The celestial wine in the crystal goblet gleamed with an amber luster, and he gazed absently at the two intersecting moons in the sky.

Just then, a loud crashing sound came from inside the guest room.

"boom--"

The door shattered with a crash, and several figures rushed in amidst flying wood chips.

The leader was a burly, foreign cultivator whose scarlet eyes gleamed menacingly in the darkness.

Shi Ji frowned and looked over, noticing the Dragon Tiger Merchant Alliance tokens hanging from their waists, and immediately understood.

"Looks like a newcomer to the business alliance?"

The leading cultivator grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth. "Our ancestor is in dire need of a guide. You're lucky!"

Shi Ji calmly took a sip of wine: "If you want to see me, have your ancestor come in person."

"Insanity!"

The cultivator roared, and his fist, carrying the force of thunder, struck.

Shi Ji met the attack with a flick of her wrist, and the aftershocks of the collision between the two forces made the ancient trees in the courtyard rustle.

After exchanging blows, both sides retreated more than ten steps each, resulting in a draw.

Seeing this, the other five people unleashed their magical weapons and surrounded the group, closing in.

One of the cultivators, with a pointed face and monkey-like features, chuckled sinisterly, "Let's all attack together! We'll split the treasure after we capture this brat!"

"court death."

Shi Ji's eyes turned cold, and her figure suddenly transformed into several afterimages.

Six stone swords flew out from his sleeve, their blades engraved with ancient runes.

As the sword technique was activated, the stone sword moved like a dragon, instantly piercing through everyone's chests.

Blood splattered on the bluestone slabs, blooming into tragically beautiful flowers.

Just as Shi Ji was about to leave after putting away the stone sword, she suddenly turned her head and looked at the corner of the corridor.

There stood a masked man in black, radiating the aura of a peak Emperor.

Their eyes met briefly in the air, and Shi Ji turned and left as if nothing had happened, as if she had only caught a glimpse of an insignificant passerby.

A ferocious expression curled at the corner of his mouth as he muttered to himself, "You little beast, I'd like to see how many lives you have left to kill!"

Before the words were finished, the figure, clad in a dark, tight-fitting outfit and with a mask covering most of his face, slid into the thick night like ink melting into the darkness. Even the rustling sound of his clothes brushing against the night wind quickly dissipated, as if he had never left a trace in this world.

Shi Ji stood still, gazing in the direction where the man in black had disappeared, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.

He straightened his clothes and turned to walk towards his courtyard.

The lanterns along the way swayed gently in the wind, their orange light casting his shadow long and short. When he passed a night-patrolling monk, the monk bowed respectfully, but Shi Ji merely nodded in response, without pausing for a moment.

Pushing open the wooden door to the bedroom, the room is simply furnished with a wooden table, two bamboo chairs, and an antique display shelf in the corner.

Shi Ji walked to the display shelf and gently pressed her fingertip under a small bronze cauldron. With a soft "click," the display shelf slowly moved to the side, revealing a hidden door that could only be entered by one person bending down.

Behind the hidden door was a narrow passageway, with luminous pearls embedded in the walls, emitting a soft glow that illuminated the path to the secret chamber.

He bent down and walked into the passageway, arriving at the secret room a moment later.

The secret chamber was about ten feet square, with a white marble platform in the center. Shi Ji carefully placed the mummified corpse she was holding on the platform.

The mummified corpse was half a head taller than an ordinary person, with dark brown skin like withered wood, clinging tightly to the bones. Some sharp curves remained at the finger bones, and even after countless years, it still exuded a chilling sense of oppression.

After the mummified corpse was properly placed, Shi Ji took two steps back and examined it intently.

Just then, an extremely eerie aura slowly seeped out from the dried corpse. The aura was cold and piercing, and it was also wrapped in a violent force originating from the depths of darkness. It was like countless fine needles piercing through clothing and stabbing into the skin, drilling straight into the bone marrow.

Shi Ji's cultivation had already reached a high level, but under this aura, he still couldn't help but feel his back stiffen and his fingertips feel a chill—he had never encountered such an eerie aura before.

"Could this be the legendary demonic corpse?"

Shi Ji frowned, muttering to herself in a low voice, her tone filled with inquiry and seriousness.

"What is a demonic corpse?"

A clear female voice came from the doorway of the secret chamber. The junior sister walked in carrying a food box. As soon as she stepped into the secret chamber, she was forced to pause by the cold aura. She put the food box on the stone table in the corner, walked quickly to Shi Ji's side, and looked at the mummified corpse with a puzzled expression.

Shi Ji turned to look at her junior sister and patiently explained, "Junior sister, you may not know this, but you can guess what this demon corpse is just from its name—it is the corpse left behind after a creature from the demon realm has fallen."

Do you know the characteristics of the beings of the Demon Realm? They are born with incredibly strong physical bodies, and few cultivators of the same level can rival them. Even more formidable is their skill in using secret techniques to control the corpses of their own kind in battle. If refined, these corpses can even be transformed into incredibly powerful puppet beasts, becoming formidable weapons for conquering all directions.

He paused, then reached out and pointed at the mummified corpse in the air, a faint spiritual light emanating from his fingertips: "Normally speaking, a demon's corpse, once removed from the nourishing turbid air of the demon realm, would soon decay into ash, or be completely destroyed in a battle with other forces. It's difficult to preserve it so well. I suspect this mummified corpse must have been a powerful figure among the demons in life, whose body was protected by special means after its fall, allowing it to remain until now."

The junior sister's eyes were filled with surprise. She walked around the stone platform, carefully examining the texture of the mummified corpse: "So, could the cultivators you killed a few days ago be related to this demonic corpse? Perhaps they were searching for the demonic corpse, and this mummified corpse is the remains of that powerful demon?"

Shi Ji nodded slightly; his junior sister's guess coincided with his own.

He pondered for a moment, then turned and asked, "No matter what secrets this demonic corpse holds, the most important thing right now is to figure out how to deal with it."

"Junior sister, do you have any clues? What method should we use to refine this mummified corpse so that we can both avoid being harmed by its evil aura and still obtain useful information from it?"

Upon hearing this, the junior sister tapped the edge of the stone platform lightly with her fingertips, lost in thought: "I have only seen scattered records of methods for refining demonic corpses in ancient books. It is said that some ancient techniques can devour evil power and transform it into one's own cultivation. However, such techniques are extremely rare and extremely risky to cultivate. If one is not careful, one's mind will be corrupted by evil power and fall into the demonic path."

Shi Ji touched the tip of her nose, a resolute glint in her eyes: "I could try devouring this demonic corpse. The descendant inheritance technique I cultivate inherently possesses the characteristic of absorbing all things and transforming alien forces; perhaps it can suppress the demonic corpse's evil nature and refine it." (End of Chapter)