Cultivation of Immortality: Start by Improving Spiritual Root Qualifications

Chapter 845 Breakthrough, late stage of Nascent Soul!
Deep inside the base camp, in a hall.

The four deputy commanders sat together. Ever since Lord Yama stepped down due to seclusion, he was succeeded by the Golden Dragon King of the demon clan.

The other three are:
The Grand Elder of Luoyang Immortal Sect, True Lord Yan Yang, is also the second-ranked person on the battle merit list, second only to True Lord Yan Mo.

Master Wuxin of the Boro Temple is also ranked third on the Battle Merit List.
And the King of Xiping of the Jin Dynasty,

These four are the four current deputy commanders. On weekdays when the Jin Dynasty ancestor is not around, these four people will be in charge of the entire base camp.

"Now that the top-grade ghost king has set up the arena, everyone, tell me, how should we respond?" Xiping King Ji Zhen said.

A fierce look flashed across King Jin Jiao's eyes:
"Bai Yuan underestimated the enemy and rushed in recklessly, resulting in the loss of his Dharma body."

"In my opinion, it is better to gather all the Nascent Soul cultivators and rush forward together. No matter how strong he is, as long as he is not a Divine Transformation, the human wave tactic will always be able to wear down the Nine Nether King!"

He slammed the table hard, and the jade tabletop was immediately covered with spider-web-like cracks.

“No.” True Lord Yan Yang stroked his long red beard and shook his head. The red flame-shaped life treasure in his sleeves was slightly hot.
"King Jiuyou dares to stand alone, he must have someone to rely on."

"If we win by overwhelming numbers, we will be at a disadvantage, and it will seem that the human race is afraid of this evil creature." He glanced at the battle report hanging in the hall, and spoke in a serious tone.

"Besides, even though the ghost fog in Xiyuan has dissipated, there is no guarantee that new ghost forces will not take the opportunity to launch a surprise attack."

Master Wuxin put his hands together, and the rosary quickly turned between his fingers. The afterglow of the collision between the Buddhist sound and the ghost energy still lingered around the hall:

"Fellow Daoist Yan Yang is absolutely right. Although Master Bai Yuan has lost his Dharma body, his Nascent Soul is safe. He can rebuild his physical body after some rest."

"I suggest that we first send several Nascent Soul Peak cultivators to take turns to test the Nine Nether King's strength, and then send in experts, who will surely be able to defeat him!"

Xiping King Ji Zhen stroked the dragon-patterned jade pendant on his waist and said thoughtfully, "But if we do this, some cultivators will inevitably be killed. If we can't kill them with one strike, it will only make the ghost clan more powerful."

He suddenly remembered Zhou Xunzai's deeds a few days ago, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. "I heard that Master Wangchuan had encountered this Nine Nether King in the Ghost Mist Land before. Why not ask him for help?"

"Wouldn't it be solved directly?"

True Lord Yan Yang shook his head:

"Although Master Zhou is very powerful, he is currently in seclusion, so it would be best if we don't disturb him!"

"Besides, there are so many Yuanying cultivators in our human race, and there must be someone who can be his opponent!"

"If it doesn't work, Feng will go into battle personally and take it down!"

At this moment, a beam of fire flew in and landed in front of everyone. It turned out to be a sound transmission talisman:

"Report——"

"Sword Immortal Liu He is going into battle!"

Hearing this name, everyone was delighted, especially Xiping King Ji Zhen.

"Liu Jianxian is the number one cultivator in our Great Jin Dynasty. With him taking action, there will be no danger. Let's go and watch the battle together!"

Liu He is the leader among the top ten cultivators of Dajin, and his strength is unquestionable.

Among the four people present, who dares to say that he can definitely beat him?

If the Jianhu Palace behind him was not weak, he would definitely have been the deputy commander.

Outside the ring, King Jiuyou had an arrogant look on his face.
"Don't you humans have any experts?"

Just now, another human Yuanying couldn't hold back and went up, but was still defeated by King Jiuyou with one blow.

But he was also quite clever, he only defeated, not killed.

Otherwise, the many human cultivators who were watching would probably not be able to hold back and rush forward, and he would probably have no choice but to die on the spot.

Before he finished speaking, a cold sword energy tore through the sky, and Liu He stepped on the three-inch green sword and slowly descended from the clouds.

There was a faint sword intent lingering around him, and every sword energy seemed to contain the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, causing the monks watching the battle below to hold their breath involuntarily.

"Liu He, it's the Sword Immortal Liu He!"

"He comes, he will definitely defeat King Jiuyou!"

Although Liu He had not been here for long, he had killed three high-grade ghost kings.
Coupled with his reputation as the first Yuanying in the Great Jin Dynasty, he naturally became very famous.

King Jiuyou narrowed his eyes, sizing up the suddenly appearing swordsman, with a hint of disdain on his lips: "A mere swordsman dares to act so presumptuous in front of me?"

The Netherworld Bone-Corroding Whip in his hand suddenly expanded several times in size, the dark green runes on the tip of the whip flickered, and a disgusting stench filled the air.

Liu He did not say anything, but slowly drew out the sword in his hand.

In an instant, the spiritual energy within a ten-mile radius gathered crazily, condensing into sword lights behind him.

"I just wanted to see the strength of King Jiuyou!" Liu He's voice was calm but firm. The moment he finished speaking, the sword in his hand had already been swung out.

"Sword shadows become one, cut!"

Thousands of sword lights rolled up like the Milky Way, condensing into a brilliant sword light a hundred meters long in mid-air, and slashed straight at King Jiuyou with the power of splitting the world.

King Jiuyou did not dodge or evade. As he swept the bone whip, the dark green chains, wrapped in the power of a mountain ghost, rushed forward.

The moment the two collided, ripples appeared in the space, as if it would shatter in the next moment.
At the same time, with the arena as the center, the ground within a radius of dozens of miles suddenly sank ten feet, and the protective qi of the monks watching the battle swayed in the aftermath.

"Sword Immortal Liu He is worthy of the name of Sword Immortal!" King Jiuyou became more serious and stretched out his hand.
The nine skeleton battle flags suddenly let out a deafening scream, and the human skin on the flags all turned into shadows, forming a bloody ghost formation in the air.

Liu He's pupils shrank slightly, and he saw countless black tentacles extending from the formation, which actually entangled and crushed his sword light.

What's even more terrifying is that the dark green runes on the Netherworld Bone-Corrosion Whip increased three times in size, and the tip of the whip instantly turned into thousands of poisonous dragons, attacking his face, dantian, and spiritual points at the same time.

Liu He frowned slightly, and the sword intent in his body surged, and a huge bronze sword tomb appeared behind him.

"The sword tomb opens, and thousands of swords return!" With a clear shout, the gate of the sword tomb opened wide, and countless ancient sword shadows whizzed out and collided with the poisonous dragon.

For a moment, sword energy and ghost energy intertwined, purple lightning and dim light burst out, and the entire world was dyed a strange purple-blue color.

"I underestimated you!"

"I'll let you see my true form!"

The ghost energy around King Jiuyou surged wildly, his body expanded rapidly, and in an instant he turned into a ferocious giant ghost that was a hundred feet tall.

The two horns on his head flashed with a cold blue light, and the fangs in his mouth were a foot long, and each fang exuded a heart-pounding breath of death.

Behind the giant ghost, nine skeleton battle flags moved without wind. The human skin phantom let out a shrill scream and merged into the body of King Jiuyou, making his aura even more terrifying.

Liu He looked solemn, and the sword in his hand trembled slightly, as if he also felt unprecedented pressure.

"Well done!"

The spell changed, and he pointed forward, and saw that the huge flying sword began to separate one by one, and sword lights flew out one after another.

"Tianyuan Sword Formation, start!"

Then three hundred and sixty sword lights shot out.

Three hundred and sixty sword lights shot out and instantly transformed into a vast sword formation, enveloping the hundred-foot-long ghost body of King Jiuyou.

"Hang!" Liu He shouted coldly, pointed his sword, and three hundred and sixty sword lights suddenly shrank and pierced towards King Jiuyou like a rainstorm!
"Chi chi chi——"

The sword light penetrated the ghost energy, and the huge ghost body of King Jiuyou was immediately cut with countless scars, and black blood spilled onto the ground like a waterfall.

However, he did not retreat but advanced, laughing ferociously: "You think you can trap me with just a sword formation?" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a ball of dark green ghost fire. Countless twisted ghost faces emerged in the flames, making a shrill scream.

"Nine Nether Ghost Fire, burning the sky and destroying the earth!"

The collision between the ghost fire and the sword light actually corroded and dissolved part of the sword energy, and the sword formation suddenly became a little loose.

Liu He frowned slightly, changed the sword gesture in his hand again, and shouted in a low voice: "The sword formation is combined, and the heavenly origin returns to one!"

In an instant, 360 sword lights suddenly condensed and turned into a giant sword of a hundred feet long.
"cut!"

The giant sword fell with a loud bang, King Jiuyou roared, and suddenly clasped his claws together. The nine skeleton battle flags instantly condensed into a huge black shield, blocking in front of him.

"boom--!!!"

The giant sword slashed on the shield, causing an earth-shaking roar. The violent shock wave swept in all directions, and the entire arena collapsed completely. The ground cracked, and a black crack was torn in the sky!
When the smoke and dust cleared, everyone looked carefully and saw that King Jiuyou was bleeding profusely and his breath was weak.

Liu He also looked pale, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and it was obvious that he was extremely exhausted.

Neither side was able to completely defeat the other!
"Hahaha! That's great! You are worthy of being a sword immortal!" King Jiuyou laughed wildly. Although he was seriously injured, his fighting spirit did not diminish.

"But can you handle my next move?"

As he spoke, King Jiuyou flipped his hand and took out a dark blue metal ghost head, which exuded a sinister aura.
It’s the Nine Nether Ghost Skull!
It was dark all over, with hideous lines all over its surface, and green fire flickered in its hollow eye sockets.

As soon as it appeared, it exuded a heart-pounding pressure, as if even the surrounding world was swallowed up by it!
"This is a semi-spiritual treasure!"

The field was full of Nascent Soul cultivators, and many of them recognized this treasure.
The four commanders watching the battle from above were also shocked.
"Half-spiritual treasure, this King Jiuyou actually has half-spiritual treasure!" True Lord Yan Yang was greatly surprised.
Even their Luoyang Immortal Sect only has two semi-spiritual treasures now. The Luoyang Tower has been brought to the front line of the Western Desert.

Become a treasure to fight against the ghosts.

And this young ghost king actually has such a treasure in his hand.
Could it be that there is a god standing behind him?

Just when everyone was in doubt,

King Jiuyou laughed grimly and pointed his finger at the ghost's skull.
In an instant, the green light became brighter, and two pale green beams of light suddenly shot out from the empty eye sockets of the ghost skull and shot straight into the sky!

"Rumble--"

The earth trembles and ghosts wail and gods howl!
The ghost skull swelled up in the wind, and in an instant it became a hundred feet in size, floating above the head of King Jiuyou, and the eerie ghost energy poured down like a tide.

A huge ghost shadow actually condensed in the void - it was the shadow of the Nine Nether Demon God with two horns on his head, a green face and fangs!

As Liu He was facing this treasure head-on, he felt even more pressure, and even had a vague feeling that his life was in danger.

"This can't go on like this!"

Liu He's face was solemn, and his spell changed. The 360 ​​sword lights turned into a giant sword shield, blocking in front of him.
Then his figure flashed and fled into the distance!

"You want to run? It's too late!" King Jiuyou laughed wildly, clasped his hands together, and shouted:
"Nine Netherworld destroys the world, and ten thousand ghosts devour the sky!"

"Roar--!"

The demon god's phantom roared to the sky, suddenly opened its huge mouth, and spewed out a dark and destructive beam of light. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to collapse.
The dark column of light penetrated the sky and earth, and wherever it passed, the void was distorted, as if even the light was swallowed up!

The four commanders watching the battle from above secretly cried out in dismay,
"Quick, let's attack together to block this attack!"

"boom--!"

The dark column of light penetrated the sky and earth, and wherever it passed, the void was distorted, as if even the light was swallowed up!

The four commanders watching the battle from above secretly cried out in alarm. True Lord Yan Yang was the first to react and shouted, "Quick, let's attack together to block this attack!"

He immediately made a hand gesture and four magical powers burst out at the same time!
"Red sun burns the sky!"

"King Kong subdues demons!"

"Mysterious water turns into a dragon!"

"Mountain Seal!"

The full-force attacks of four Nascent Soul peaks collided with the dark light column with a loud bang!
"Boom--!"

Amidst a roar like the collapse of heaven and earth, five-colored spiritual light and dark ghost energy intertwined and exploded, and a violent energy storm swept across an area of ​​hundreds of miles. The low-level monks who were watching the battle vomited blood and flew backwards!

When the smoke and dust cleared, everyone was shocked to find that

The magical powers of the four commanders only offset 60% of the power, and the remaining 40% of the black light column still blasted towards Liuhe!

"Not good!" Master Yan Yang's expression changed drastically.

At the critical moment, Liu He's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he suddenly bit his tongue, spraying a mouthful of blood onto the sword and shield!

"Zheng——!"

The sword and shield made a clear sound, and dense ancient runes appeared on the surface.
"boom--!"

The beam of light hit the sword and shield fiercely. The defense composed of 360 sword lights blocked it for a moment and then suddenly tore apart!

The remaining power hit Liu He.

"puff!"

Liu He spat out a mouthful of blood, his body flew backwards, and heavily crashed into the mountain wall a thousand feet away, and the entire mountain collapsed!

"Liu Jianxian!" Everyone was shocked.
at this time,

"Cough cough!"

A disheveled figure flew up, it was Liu He,
If the four commanders had not taken action, the previous attack would probably have killed Liu He.

"Fellow Daoist Liu, how is it?"

"fine!"

Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time they were filled with worry.

Liu He is one of the top few beings below the level of God Transformation. Even he is no match for King Jiuyou.
Is it true that no one can defeat him?

"Is there no one left in the human race?" King Jiuyou said wildly.
"Where is your Wangchuan Zhenjun? Just tell him that I, the King of Jiuyou, am waiting for him here."

At the same time, in Zhou Xun's cave,

His breakthrough also reached the most critical moment.

The clouds above the cave suddenly turned into a whirlpool.

Spiritual energy from a thousand miles around rushed in madly, forming a spiritual energy tornado with a diameter of one hundred feet at the top of the peak. The nearby spiritual beasts fell to the ground and trembled. Even the fourth-level blue-eyed golden eagle not far away shrank into its nest and dared not move.

"break!"

With a clear shout, the tornado suddenly collapsed into a beam of light and penetrated into the quiet room.

Zhou Xun's Nascent Soul had now grown to three feet tall, his entire body as transparent as colored glass, and the Taoist pattern between his eyebrows had evolved into the pattern of the sun, moon, and stars.

When the last trace of spiritual energy was absorbed, the entire mountain suddenly rang out with the sound of the great Dao.

Late stage of Nascent Soul, done!

(End of this chapter)