Mortal: The Heavenly Spiritual Root that Begins from the Demonic Path

Finally, the dragon head slammed heavily onto the golden sword. The collision of the sword and the sword formed a huge shock wave, and the trees on the surrounding mountains were directly broken by this shock wave.

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A huge noise came afterwards, and some Jindan cultivators who came to watch the battle retreated suddenly. They were able to hear the sound only after a few breaths, and were actually deafened by the sound.

A few days later, another war broke out.

The two said nothing, but exchanged fighting methods with each other.

Yi Jue originally wanted to kill a Jindan cultivator, but he didn't expect to meet a tough guy this time. This person's fighting skills, magic weapons and spells were all impressive.

Yi Jue just fought him on equal terms. He used all the Seven Wonders of the Heavenly Sword but failed to gain any advantage.

If Yi Jue was surprised, Feng Tianyang was horrified.

You know, he has been practicing for 400 years and is known as the cultivator with the greatest hope of breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage in Huadaowu in nearly a thousand years. It was thought that there were no rivals below the Nascent Soul stage.

He never thought that a cultivator in the middle stage of the Jindan stage who came from nowhere not only had magical powers that were as powerful as his, but his soul was even slightly stronger.

Not to mention that his methods were extremely strange and inexplicable, and he was surprisingly strong. In the battles between the two of them, he was often at a disadvantage. If he did not have enough experience, he would have probably capsized in the ditch.

Normally in the Kingdom of Yue, he was not afraid of even the feared old monster Qiong, but the overly young boy in front of him really made him feel alert.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, next time we fight, shall we all join together to kill that Jindan cultivator?"

When Feng Tianyang was recuperating, the two sides ceased fighting, but Feng Tianyang was still the backbone of this place and had never been able to rest and recuperate. So, although he was not chairing this meeting, he had to attend.

A Jindan cultivator stepped forward to give advice.

Some of the Jindan masters from the seven sects also echoed this.

Feng Tianyang felt a bit of a headache when he saw this scene. If these people hadn't just been holding meaningless and bickering meetings all day long, his fights with the monk would have been getting worse each time.

Feng Tianyang was annoyed by these people's noise and shouted loudly.

"Shut up, everyone. If you want to rob and kill me, just go up and fight me. Why do you need me, Feng?"

"This meeting is to urge the foundation-building monks from various sects to come quickly. How many foundation-building monks from various sects have arrived now?"

As the gossip was suppressed, the meeting officially began, but Feng Tianyang's heart was still unable to calm down.

These Jindan cultivators each serve their own master, and each has his own ideas. They not only fight for the interests of their own sect, but also for the interests of their own faction.

The seven sects are said to be of the same blood, but apart from the Yanyue Sect which is the only dominant one, the other sects have always been unwilling to submit to each other. Many times, such arguments are obviously meaningless, but every meeting turns out like this.

This time, Feng Tianyang didn't want to chat with these people anymore. He just waved his sleeves and left.

And on the other side,
"Don't look for me if you have anything to do. I just came to take a look."

After Yi Jue said this at the beginning, he never showed up again. He found a secret place, opened a cave, and began to regulate his breathing. "My cultivation is growing fast, my magic power is deep, and my spiritual consciousness is strong. These are my advantages."

"But I am young, have only practiced for a short time, and have few magical powers. These are my disadvantages."

"Fortunately, the Seven Wonders of Heavenly Sword and the Heart Control Technique are both profound and extensive. After years of studying them, I have gained some experience. Otherwise, I would have been defeated long ago."

"There is another problem. We have too few methods. Our spirit pets cannot keep up with our strength. The Ten Thousand Demon Banner can only play a supporting role. We don't have enough powerful magic weapons."

"But it takes time to sacrifice and train magic weapons, and it takes time to cultivate supernatural powers. It seems that I can't rely on other magic weapons, and I still have to develop the Yin-Yang Mirror."

The Yin-Yang Mirror is Yi Jue's natal magic weapon. It grows very fast because of the connection with Lingmiao Garden.

"The skeleton of the demon god in the underworld is almost complete. This demon god is comparable to a demon god in the middle stage of Jindan. Not only is his body strong, but his vitality is also terrifyingly tenacious."

"Su Xiaoxiao is still only a ghost king in the early stage of Jindan. Even after being nurtured for such a long time, she is still one step away from breaking through to the middle stage of Jindan. This step is almost like the separation of heaven and man. We have to think of a way."

"The cultivation of the Blood Nerve has slowed down a bit. Wang Chan has not yet broken through to the late stage of foundation building. The Blood Nerve is still only at the early stage of Jindan. I am afraid that he needs to break through to the late stage of foundation building before he can break through with the support of Wang Chan."

Yi Jue kept analyzing his own situations during the war. After practicing the Three Pure Ones, Mo Luo and Wang Chan shared weal and woe.

After the Demon Luo formed the pill, Yi Jue's spiritual awareness has always been far higher than his actual realm. In addition, the magic power cultivated from the Yin and Yang of Heaven and Earth is far superior to ordinary skills in both quality and quantity.

If Wang Chan also succeeds in forming a golden elixir, I am afraid that Yi Jue’s own body cultivation will be able to truly break through to the late stage of forming a golden elixir.

By then, the three of them will be one, and breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage will be easy.

But at the moment, Yi Jue was urging Wang Chan to improve his cultivation. He had been practicing for nearly thirty years and was still in the middle stage of foundation building. With such rich cultivation and excellent physique, how could his progress be so slow?

At this time, Wang Chan had no words to express his grievances.

In that book of Blood Spirit Technique, each time of practicing, one needs to enter the scroll to take on challenges. Some are weak, but some are very powerful.

Wang Chan’s cultivation has reached the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, and he has no shortage of elixirs. The only thing he lacks is the skills for the late stage of foundation building.

Yes, the blood spirit in this level is extremely powerful. Wang Chan failed in his three attempts to challenge it. This time he delayed for a long time, planning to cultivate his own magical powers to a certain level before taking the challenge again.

But when Yi Jue urged him, Wang Chan responded immediately.
“Try to break through tonight and be ready.”

As he spoke, he took out the scroll of Blood Spirit Dafa in the secret room, and then found the one with the words "Blood Spirit Dafa III" engraved on its chest with ease, which meant that this one recorded the third level of Blood Spirit Dafa, which was the Blood Spirit technique for the late stage of foundation building.

Wang Chan summed up his previous experience and concluded that this one was not comparable to the previous one in terms of physical strength, speed, or its own magical powers.

However, Wang Chan can use the spells he has learned here, but he cannot use the spells that are not from the Blood Sea Spell.

Therefore, Wang Chan first cast a blood invisibility spell on himself, making him seem invisible, and then summoned a blood ghost and ordered the blood ghost to come forward to fight.

As soon as the blood spirit opened its eyes, it saw a blood ghost coming at it, and immediately stretched out its hand to grab the punch without hesitation. At this time, Wang Chan gathered a blood sword in his hand and chopped it down silently. (End of this chapter)