You said you would practice martial arts. Have you mastered the Tiangang Dharma?

Chapter 514: Qiu's Transformation
Deep in the forest, a winding path stretches into the distance, with tall pine trees on both sides, their branches and leaves swaying gently in the breeze. The sun shines through the treetops, casting mottled light and shadows, as if golden butterflies are flying in the forest. The path is covered with withered yellow pine needles, which are soft and rustle when stepped on.

Walking along the trail, you can occasionally see hares running through the bushes, startling one or two birds. The birds spread their wings and flew high, flapping their wings, drawing elegant arcs in the sky. The gurgling sound of the stream accompanied by the chirping of insects constitutes the most beautiful symphony of nature.

In the distance, a small bridge spans over a clear stream. The stream gently laps under the bridge piers, making a gentle lullaby. There are several wisterias growing beside the bridge, their flowers hanging on the branches, like strings of purple gems, exuding a faint fragrance.

Walking on this trail, feeling the tranquility and vitality of the forest, your mood can't help but become calm and peaceful. The surrounding scenery seems to be telling an ancient story, making people indulge in this corner forgotten by time. There is no hustle and bustle of the city here, only the breathing of nature and the most primitive rhythm of life.

We continued walking, the sun shone through the gaps in the forest, guiding the way ahead. A squirrel jumped down from a branch, curiously staring at Qiu and Xue as they passed by. Its lively eyes flashed with curiosity and alertness about the world, as if it was weighing whether this uninvited guest would pose a threat to its home.

At the end of the trail is an open area full of colorful wild flowers, like a huge carpet spread across the ground. Butterflies dance among the flowers, and bees are busy collecting nectar. This place is full of vitality, a perfect interpretation of the beautiful scenery of the forest.

The two began their journey by walking along this road, out of the forest and heading towards Guixu.

However, on the way, they encountered a demon tribe, which immediately attacked Aqiu and Axue, obviously wanting to sacrifice them both.

When it came to this point, the two had no way to avoid it, so Aqiu raised his sword and rushed forward to kill. In such a vast battle scene, Aqiu easily slaughtered ordinary members of the demon clan and started a thrilling battle with the demon clan leader.

A Qiu was wearing a pure white battle robe, standing on the field, with a sacred fire burning in his eyes. He looked down at the demon leader with a majestic and supreme expression. The demon leader stood on the ground, with an extremely fierce aura.

A Qiu roared and descended. The long sword in his hand was like a flash of lightning across the sky, and instantly stabbed at the demon leader. The demon leader reacted like lightning, and a huge axe appeared in his hand, and he swung it violently towards A Qiu. The two crossed in the void, making a deafening sound.

A Qiu's figure flickered, nimbly dodging the attacks of the demon leader. He turned into a stunning stream of light, quickly shuttled through the battlefield, using his unique light skills, and each move was filled with supreme power.

Seeing how powerful Aqiu was, the demon leader's suppressed anger ignited. He roared and threatened Aqiu, emitting a terrifying aura. But Aqiu did not flinch, and his eyes were as sharp as a sword.

The two sides began to intertwine, fists and kicks followed one after another, swords and axes intersected. Their movements were so fast that it was difficult to catch them, and every collision could make the heaven and earth tremble.

A Qiu urged the power in his body, and a powerful energy burst out, turning into a huge pillar of light that shot up into the sky, piercing through the dark clouds like a dragon, dimming the sun, moon and stars. The pillar of light condensed the rare and precious power of dragon and phoenix, and swiftly hit the leader of the demon clan.

The demon leader was severely wounded, but he did not lose. Instead, he became even more violent. His eyes flashed with the flame of the sun, and he was surrounded by a pure holy power, which was extremely powerful.

Seeing this, Qiu's eyes narrowed and he was determined. He mobilized the power in his body and merged it into the sword. A blazing flame was imprinted on the sword, making the sword more powerful.

The two collided again, and the surroundings were filled with spiritual charm and energy. A Qiu, who was full of fighting spirit, swung his sword to slash at the demon leader. In anger, the demon leader used mysterious magic to transform into a huge flaming phoenix, entangled with A Qiu's sword.

Their battle triggered a massive disaster in the wilderness, causing the heaven and earth to tremble, and all the demons in the world to tremble. Their figures flew around the battlefield, and each attack was carried with great power, which was terrifying.

A Qiu fought with the demon leader to a standstill. They were equally powerful and both displayed amazing fighting skills and amazing strength.

However, Qiu continued to strengthen himself, and he exuded a stronger power. He faintly roared like a dragon and sang like a phoenix, and his momentum was mighty, controlling the battlefield. Finally, in a huge explosion, he defeated the leader of the demon clan.

Under the mottled moonlight, Qiu stood on the ruins of the battlefield. His figure was thin, but he showed an unyielding tenacity. His pale face was set off by his bloodstained white clothes, and his mouth was slightly raised, as if he was not surprised by what he saw. His eyes were deep and firm, like the brightest stars in the night sky, which could still reflect the light of hope even if they were shrouded in the smoke of war.

Those eyes seemed particularly bright at this moment, as if they could see through people's hearts and this chaotic world. Even though they were stained with dust and blood, they still couldn't conceal the brilliance in his eyes. His gaze was sharp and far-reaching, like a hawk locking onto its prey, revealing a natural keenness and a warrior's decisiveness.

Ah Qiu's eyebrows were tightly knitted, and there were two deep furrows under his sword-like eyebrows, as if he was carrying a weight beyond his age. His hair was messy, mixed with sweat and blood, sticking to his forehead, making him look a little embarrassed, but this did not hinder the heroic spirit emanating from him. His breathing was steady and powerful, and there was no disorder even after a fierce battle.

At the edge of the battlefield, the wind blew, rolling up fallen leaves, which danced in the air and fell silently to the ground. Aqiu stood quietly among the fallen leaves. His presence was like a tenacious flame on the battlefield, burning tenaciously even in the strong wind.

After the battle, Aqiu rescued a slave from the tribe again. However, the enemies he encountered were getting stronger and stronger. If he could not improve his realm, it would be difficult for him to return to the Netherworld City and kill the powerful demon king.
"Lord Aqiu, are you okay?" Axue came trotting over, full of concern, and seemed very worried about his condition. However, it didn't look like he was seriously injured, so she breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the blood belonged to the members of the demon tribe, not his.

"I'm fine." Aqiu waved his hand, and quickly slaughtered all the remaining demons in the demon tribe who had lost their living nature, and then moved into a house with Axue.

He also took all the resources and treasures from the tribe and began to practice. Aqiu sat cross-legged on the crescent-shaped jade platform, and the black snake tail hanging from the tail vertebrae swept unconsciously on the stone surface. It was a dark night in the wilderness, and the stalactites hanging upside down on the dome glowed with a faint blue phosphorescence, reflecting the boy's profile like a jade sculpture. He suddenly opened his eyes, and star sand flowed in his golden and red pupils.

A low roar came from deep in the mountain, and the houses of the entire demon tribe suddenly shook violently. The fluorescent moss hanging from the dome fell down, and when it touched the boy's body three feet away, it was crushed into pieces by the invisible energy. The green scales on Aqiu's forehead suddenly lit up, and the winding demon pattern climbed up his cheeks along his neck, gathering into a blue phoenix totem at the center of his eyebrows.

"It's coming." Ah Qiu bit his tongue, and the smell of blood spread in his mouth. In the years of fighting, he killed many demon tribe leaders and witch priests. Their murderous aura turned into black mist and seeped out from their pores, but when it touched the moonlight hanging from the top of the cave, it made a crackling sound - midnight had arrived, and the moonlight poured into the skylight like a silver waterfall.

The talismans on the four walls of the stone chamber ignited green flames at the same time. Ah Qiu formed seals with his hands, and the shadow of a great demon appeared behind him. The moment the ground formation lit up, the demon power dormant in the meridians rushed straight to the top of the head along the spine like a giant python awakening. He heard the crisp sound of his bones bursting like bamboo joints, and the scales of the snake tail at the coccyx stood up.

Suddenly, a sudden change occurred.

The moonlight, which should have been warm and gentle, was mixed with strands of golden threads. These strange rays of light penetrated into the demon pattern like living things. Ah Qiu's whole body was shaken violently, and thousands of illusory poisonous thorns suddenly exploded in his body. He groaned, black blood oozed out of his seven orifices, and purple mist with a fishy smell was sprayed out of the pores all over his body.

"No, this moonlight." The young man barely maintained the seal-making posture, his golden-red pupils shrunk into vertical lines. In the moonlight falling from the cave ceiling, fine golden spells appeared. He had never seen those words in various ancient books, but they carried a terrifying pressure.

The severe pain spread from his heart to his fingertips, and Qiu found that his demon pattern was being eroded by the golden spell. The Qingluan Totem wailed, and the originally solid shadow began to dissipate.

"Are we going to do it in advance?" The young man's bloody mouth curled up into a sneer, and suddenly he stabbed his dantian with his fingers like a knife. Blood splattered on the ancient bronze mirror in the center of the formation, and blood ripples suddenly appeared on the mirror surface. The demon spirit lurking deep in the blood felt the danger and let out a clear cry that pierced the clouds and split the rocks.

Suddenly, thunder roared outside the tribe. The three-eyed ghost crows guarding the tree flapped their wings collectively, and black feathers fell like rain. A green demonic fire rose from Qiu's body, and the ends of his hair turned frosty white in the flames. The gold threads that had invaded his body were forced to the little finger of his left hand and condensed into a golden bead.

After an unknown amount of time, the shadow of the great demon behind the boy finally broke free of its shackles. The tail scales that were entangled by the golden spell fell off completely, and the newly grown feathers glowed with a cold metallic light. He looked at the golden bead floating in his palm, and the scene in the mirror was reflected in his pupils - his reflection had dragon horns on his forehead, and was mighty and handsome.

The tribe suddenly fell into a dead silence. The falling fireflies froze in midair, and even the sound of the burning demonic fire disappeared. Aqiu heard the crisp sound of chains breaking from deep in his blood, and some power that had been dormant for eternity was awakening. When he looked up at the skylight again, a golden vertical pupil slowly opened in the center of the blood moon.

It was as if there was an unobservable powerful existence observing him in an unknown amount of time and space. The feeling of oppression was unprecedented.

"Bloodline of the Dragon Emperor." Jiang Qiu murmured, as if it was a distant voice from the ancient times, roaring directly in Aqiu's mind.

Aqiu had naturally never heard such a horrifying sound, but he inexplicably felt his soul tremble, with a hint of familiarity.

Undoubtedly, there is some kind of connection between him and Jiang Qiu. After so many battles before, he also obtained a lot of resources from various tribes and practiced all the way. Today, he finally seized the opportunity to break through, and then he gained insight into some kind of connection that transcends the world, that is, he has established some connection with Jiang Qiu.

In this situation, A Qiu was frightened and confused, not knowing what to do. Jiang Qiu did not make things difficult for him, but told him all his guesses, and told him directly that after going to Guixu, he must return to Youming City, as there was a key thing there!

From Jiang Qiu's perspective, the Demon King of Nether City has something extremely important in his hand, but he is not sure what it is used for. Anyway, it cannot be wasted. The key to going to the fifth heaven may be there!
Ah Qiu seemed to understand, although he didn't quite understand Jiang Qiu's existence, but the feeling of oppression that could crush him at the thought was real.

So, he soon came to his senses and agreed to Jiang Qiu. Soon, the moonlight faded, and Jiang Qiu's eyes also disappeared, and his breath was gone.

A Qiu murmured, "Go to Guixu, return to Nether City, and get something crucial from the Demon King. It may guide me to find the woman in the fantasy world."

In the sight, the picture changed again, and the woman's illusion was approaching again.

Her eyes are like a deep lake, flashing with gentle and firm light. Her black eyelashes flutter like butterfly wings, and every blink seems to stir up ripples in the lake of heart. Her gaze often appears focused and profound, as if it can penetrate the surface of matter and look directly into people's souls. In her eyes, sometimes you will see approval, and sometimes mysterious and shining expectations, which are like stars, making people intoxicated.

Her eyebrows, like the outline of distant mountains, are sharp and give her an extraordinary heroic spirit. Her eyebrows are slightly raised, revealing a wit and sharpness that cannot be ignored. When she is in deep thought, her eyebrows are slightly frowned, like a puzzle waiting to be solved, inviting exploration.

Her appearance is not ostentatious, but she has an unforgettable charm. Her skin is as delicate as cream, with a faint peach blossom red. Her black hair dances in the wind, adding a bit of softness. She wears a plain dress, but she reveals a noble temperament, like a flower from the high mountains, quietly blooming in the world.

The environment is an elegant room full of book fragrance. The simple wooden bookshelf is filled with all kinds of books, and a unique table lamp emits soft light, creating a suitable atmosphere for reading. Through the window, you can see a quiet courtyard outside, with fallen flowers and peaceful years.
(End of this chapter)