I come to see Bai Yujing today

Chapter 285 Blade Soul Killing Divine Power Color Cocoon

As that blazing blade of light soared freely, the surging blade intent, mixed with chilling killing intent, swept across the sky.

The dazzling glint of the blade made He Guan squint.

He still had many questions in his mind.

Why did Chen Zhian still dare to draw his sword and kill people when the three Heavenly Sovereigns were present?

The father-in-law, whose cultivation was extremely high and whose status in the Lu family of Shangyuan was very high, was now furious, but why did he just look down and not make a move?

He was even more puzzled... Where did Chen Zhian get the audacity to completely disregard the powerful families of the world?

In a split second, He Guan's thoughts surged until the blade fell.

A cold, sharp blade, accompanied by Lu Wu Shenxiang's terrifying aura, swept over him, grazing his neck.

He Guan first felt a chill, and then sensed the world turning upside down.

Immediately afterwards, he fell heavily to the ground.

As he rolled around, he vaguely saw his headless body first kneel down, and then crash to the ground.

A sharp pain shot through me!

He Guan's previously bound primordial spirit seemed to finally be freed, but was then swept away by the sword light flowing through the heavens and earth, and completely lost consciousness.

It's all over.

Forty bodies were scattered all over the ground.

Chen Zhian slowly sheathed his sword, his gaze unchanged.

The western suburbs became even quieter.

A few breaths later, a commotion suddenly erupted in front of the massive crowd at the execution platform, followed by earth-shattering cheers.

These cheers were like waves, one after another, completely engulfing the entire Xuantianjing!
At this moment, ordinary people, who were always filled with fear, seemed to release their fear and were no longer afraid of the majesty of these meat-eaters, turning all their joy into cheers and laughter.

Cheers and laughter boomed like thunder throughout the Suspended Capital.

On the upper floor of the pavilion, Lu Dingshan smiled, appearing somewhat simple and honest.

Lu Baining gritted his teeth.

Pei Zhu frowned and remained silent.

Li Yuqi, whose primordial spirit was still suspended in the sky, was still reeling from Chen Zhian's shocking words and was momentarily at a loss for how to react.

"General!"

Chen Zhian killed forty people with a single slash, sensing the changes in his own sword intent and the Killing Heavenly King in Nanliujing. He felt that he had gained a lot and was about to rush back to Qinglian County to digest it.

He had just boarded the Jade Falcon chariot when he suddenly heard someone shouting loudly.

"General!"

"Dr. Shangyi!"

Several scholars and literati spoke out loudly.

Immediately afterwards, many people joined them in cheering.

Chen Zhian raised an eyebrow, bowed to them, and drove away.

He walked through the clouds and glanced once more at the magnificent and imposing Hanging Palace.

Chen Zhian knew in his heart that this thunderous cheer might not be a good thing, especially the fanaticism and reverence in the eyes of the people who came from the western suburbs to watch the beheading, which might be a death warrant.

But now... he is no longer the same as before.

"My wings are growing stronger, and even if a deadly attack comes, I have a chance to escape alive."

"In these chaotic times, there is no turning back once we have chosen to move forward."

With these thoughts in mind, Chen Zhian headed straight for Qinglian County.

These past few days, he wrote a letter to the South China Sea, asking the Grand Commander of the South China Sea, Chu Tianzhong, to help him find the medicinal materials needed to refine elixirs.

Finding medicinal herbs might not be difficult for the Grand Capital of the South China Sea, but since Xuantianjing is separated from the South China Sea by more than a dozen prefectures, it is not easy to deliver these herbs quietly.

Chen Zhian was already prepared for the delay of a few days.

In the past few days, Fu Tingjun has also been busy.

He then used the alchemy method he had taught Chen Zhian, called "The True Explanation of the Hundred Cauldrons of Elixir Flow," combined with his extremely mysterious True Dragon Fire, to refine more than three hundred Ginseng Elixir pills in a few days.

By this point, all five hundred men under Yun Ting's command had swallowed the True Essence Pill, completely enhancing their talents and reshaping their bones and bones!

Chen Zhian returned to the courtyard at this moment, and Fu Tingjun transformed into a cloud and hovered in the void, holding a Zen Fruit in his hand.

His eyes were filled with doubt, marveling at the existence of such a strange fruit in the world.

"Having even one of these fruits is an incredible stroke of luck, yet this young master from Chang'an asked me to refine pills and actually produced five Zen-Generating Fruits in one go."

"This is probably also a blessing from the Lord of Baiyujing."

Fu Tingjun secretly thought to himself that he also had some expectations for the physical body that the young master of Chang'an had promised him.

"These five Zen-Generating Fruits, along with the vast amount of medicinal herbs, are priceless."

They could literally recreate an ordinary aristocratic family.

Chen Zhian used them to support this army. Perhaps this army of five hundred men would soon be able to fully operate the Heavenly Net Dragon Binding Formation and become a true Heavenly Army.

Thinking of this, Fu Tingjun couldn't help but glance at Chen Zhian's small courtyard.

Just then, a flash of light appeared in Chen Zhian's room, and Fu Tingjun's eyes narrowed slightly, suddenly showing surprise.

"Chen Zhian's swordsmanship has improved again."

"Moreover, his skills have improved considerably, and he may have already nurtured... a sword soul."

At this moment, in Chen Zhian's courtyard, Chen Zhian sat cross-legged on a rockery, with the Tiger Soul Blade lying horizontally on his lap.

At this moment, the Tiger Soul Blade was shimmering with cold light, and chilling killing intent moved wildly. Unimaginable energy flowed within it, and then in an instant, it turned into ice crystals and fell to the ground.

The killing intent on the Tiger Soul Blade had actually materialized.

Chen Zhian's eyes flickered slightly, and suddenly he extended an index finger, tapping the Tiger Soul Knife lightly with his knuckles.

Sonorous!

With a crisp sound, flames suddenly ignited on the Tiger Soul Blade, exuding a murderous aura.

"Finally, it became the Azure Emperor's Blade Soul."

A slight smile appeared on Chen Zhian's lips.

"From then on, the power of my nine patrol swords reached new heights."

Moreover... this Azure Emperor Blade Soul is something I comprehended myself, and today's execution has given me profound insights.

"Is it possible to cultivate a great divine power by relying on this Azure Emperor's Blade Soul?"

Chen Zhian closed his eyes and pondered, as many images appeared in his mind.

Golden armor shattered... Wild geese startled by the cold... Chang'an ablaze, reduced to ashes.

Numerous images floated and rose freely in his mind.

After a dozen or so breaths, Chen Zhian had already formed the basic shape of this great supernatural power in his mind.

However, with his current cultivation level and the accumulation of his sword techniques, he is still unable to achieve perfection.

"Let me take a few more steps."

Chen Zhian pondered for a moment, then sheathed the Tiger Soul Blade.

It was already night, and he stood up and looked up at the sky.

Tonight is truly extraordinary. For on this winter night, a bright moon has been shining.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, casting its gentle light.

The snow on the distant mountain peaks had not yet melted, and it blended with the moonlight, creating a breathtaking scene.

Chen Zhian looked up at the sky, seemingly admiring the beautiful scenery.

But his thoughts unknowingly fell on Bai Yujing and Nan Liujing.

Amidst the radiant light emanating from Nanliujing, the divine form of the Killing Heavenly King appeared and disappeared.

This Killing Heavenly King became even more holy, his face radiating a faint light, dressed in white, just like another Chen Zhi'an.

As Chen Zhian's thoughts settled, they landed on the Killing Heavenly King, a golden light flashing in his eyes.

"King of Slaughter, just as his name suggests."

It also seemed to contain some extremely profound Daoist truth; the more evil spirits and demons it killed, the stronger this Heavenly King's divine form became.

Chen Zhian sensed the aura emanating from the Killing Heavenly King hidden in Nanliujing, and a Killing Divine Power, a great divine power, gradually took shape in his mind.

"The divine abilities of this Killing King are equally mysterious. He actually uses killing to nurture his abilities. The more he kills, the stronger his abilities and great abilities will become."

"No one knows that I also have a second divine image, which is one of my greatest assets."

His eyes gleamed.

Thunderfire Sword Scripture, Xu Yuchan Thunderfire Sword Qi, Fu Tingjun, Demonic Puppet, and the Killing Heavenly King Divine Image hidden in Nan Liujing.

Chen Zhian's profound knowledge and experience have unknowingly reached this level.

"Today I killed forty demons and ghosts. My killing power has reached a high level. I just don't know how powerful it is."

Chen Zhian suppressed the urge to use the Heavenly King Divine Power in Qinglian County.

"Simultaneously reflecting the images of two deities... This is something that happens everywhere in the world, at least I have never heard of it."

Even if such a person exists, they must be someone with extremely profound opportunities.

Now that I've already shown my true colors, it's a good thing to conceal my talents appropriately.

As Chen Zhian pondered, a cloud of mist drifted slowly from the far distance, finally obscuring the sky above Qinglian County and the stars and moon.

The once clear night sky gradually turned pitch black.

Chen Zhian shook his head slightly, and a wisp of divine energy flowed away, landing near the ears of Yun Ting and the others.

"I will be in seclusion for three days. I urge the young men to diligently cultivate themselves."

Chen Zhian then went into seclusion.

He still needs some accumulation before he can advance to the Profound Pool Realm. Without other opportunities, it may take him some more time.

The Thunderfire Sword Scripture and the Azure Emperor's Blade Soul have reached their bottlenecks and cannot be easily broken through.

In particular, Chen Zhian comprehended the Thunderfire Sword Scripture by using Lingye's supernatural powers, but the Fire Sword was too complex and profound for him, and he still needed many days to carefully study it.

However, Chen Zhian's seclusion this time was not for the Thunderfire Sword Scripture.

"Yang He's [I-Image Cocoon] is extremely profound. The first layer of the I-Image Cocoon, the Heaven and Earth Cocoon, is already infinitely mysterious."

If judged by the grade of supernatural power, it may have already surpassed the third-grade supernatural power, or even the second-grade supernatural power.

Chen Zhian used this cocoon of heaven and earth to travel through the nine southern provinces, and not long ago he also went to Heshang Province.

Unless he commits acts of murder, or deliberately chooses to drive in a high-profile manner, unless a person of great potential personally arrives, or a strange treasure is used to investigate, it would be impossible to easily discover him.

"I have completely mastered the Heaven and Earth Cocoon. When I activate it, my aura is like the sea and clouds, and like everything that exists in the world. I can perfectly integrate into it and avoid detection."

"As my cultivation level improved, the purple aura and yellow court became increasingly dense, and I gained a deeper understanding of this profound divine power."

I've reached a bottleneck. All I need to do is decipher the mysteries within my Cocoon of Form to advance to the next level—the Cocoon of Color!

Once the Heaven and Earth Cocoon was activated, his primordial spirit, true essence, and divine form seemed to completely fall into silence, as if they no longer existed.

In addition, even his own aura would be concealed, as if he were wrapped in a cocoon of heaven and earth, preventing any detection.

The second layer, the "Color Cocoon," is even more mysterious.

"The second layer, the [Color Cocoon], can alter bone structure, change appearance, and even conceal the fluctuations of the primordial spirit, thereby completely transforming one into another person to some extent."

Whenever Chen Zhian thought of the mystery of the [Color Cocoon], he couldn't help but feel secretly alarmed.

As one's cultivation level increases, even without deliberately tempering one's physical body, the true essence enters the body and circulates throughout the limbs, internal organs, and other organs, making the physical body of a strong person stronger.

The skin, muscles, fascia, and bones will become stronger and more resilient, even like a shield, indestructible.

The blood will also become thicker, like lead and mercury.

Even those powerful individuals who ascend to the heavens can only use supernatural abilities to disguise their appearance.

Those body refiners who have honed their physical bodies and precisely controlled every pore, every drop of blood, and every bone and flesh can indeed change their appearance without relying on supernatural powers after ascending to the Heavenly Palace.

...But in any case...supernatural powers still require the primordial spirit to disguise themselves, and are extremely easy for others to see.

Such a supernatural power as the [Color Cocoon], which can flawlessly alter the appearance of bones and flesh, as well as the fluctuations and appearance of the primordial spirit, is truly infinitely mysterious.

"The Wuju Tower allows me to build bridges wherever Bai Yujing walks, and roam freely!"

Having a physical body different from my true self sometimes plays an unexpected role.

Chen Zhian sat down cross-legged again and closed his eyes.

Purple energy rose in his mind, and the Yellow Court (a concept in Traditional Chinese Medicine) condensed.

A faint golden light flickered between his brows, a sign that the [My Cocoon of Form] divine power had reached its peak. At this moment, his aura had completely merged with heaven and earth, like a withered tree branch or a stubborn rock.

"The cocoon of heaven and earth transforms all things into clothing, while the cocoon of form requires oneself to be the cocoon..."

His understanding of my cocoon flowed through his mind like a gentle stream.

Three days later.

Chen Zhian frowned, seemingly unable to grasp something.

Another day passed.

The terrifying scene finally unfolded.

His skin melted like wax, revealing scarlet flesh, and his bones made a cracking sound, as if they were being broken and reassembled inch by inch by an invisible hand.

The excruciating pain surged like a tidal wave, yet he remained motionless, only the veins on his forehead bulging.

At the same time, Chen Zhian's primordial spirit leaped out from between his eyebrows and hovered three feet above his head.

The primordial spirit originally resembled Chen Zhian, but now, under the operation of the [I] Cocoon of Appearance Wonderful Method, it gradually became distorted—the brow bone increased, the bridge of the nose collapsed, and even the fluctuations of the primordial spirit changed from sharp to aged.

The true essence of the purple-yellow-green sheep surged out from his body, wrapping around him like silk threads, stitching together and reconstructing his broken bones and altered muscles.

Gradually, the outline of an old man with a hunched back and a withered face took shape.

Chen Zhian opened his eyes, raised his hand to touch his wrinkled face, and chuckled hoarsely: "The form changes but the spirit remains hidden; this is the mystery of the 'cocoon of form'."

On January 10th, Chen Zhian secluded himself for five consecutive days, mastering the second layer of his "Imaginary Cocoon"—the Color Cocoon.

On this day, Princess Linglong stood in the Jade Hibiscus Palace, looking around.

Today she is leaving Jade Hibiscus Palace and Xuantian Capital.

Princess Linglong's eyes held a hint of longing. Yu Xunu, who was usually silent and rarely spoke, hesitated for a moment before suddenly saying, "Princess, why don't we go and see General Chen?"

Princess Linglong lowered her head, seemingly lost in thought.

Yu Xunu sighed inwardly.

She knew that Princess Linglong was not attached to this cage.

(End of this chapter)