From being plagued by all kinds of diseases to becoming a high-level martial arts demon god!

Chapter 141 Level 6 Late Stage
Red mist surged.

Jiang Heng struck Cha Yapeng on the head with a palm strike.

The dozens of Dao patterns surrounding him, which were about to condense into chains, suddenly shattered!

Forty-eight Thousand Machines of Calamity Dao Patterns appeared on his right hand, instantly doubling his power, and Cha Yapeng's skull shattered on the spot!
His eyes bulged, his face froze, and the aura that was constantly gathering into Dao patterns around him gradually dissipated.

"you……"

He simply couldn't understand why Jiang Heng could move freely in such a thick red fog.

But he clearly no longer had the chance to figure it out.

The black flames coiling around his palms covered his face like serpents.

They drilled into his shattered skull and burned his entire head into a skeleton.

"Boom..."

Chayapon's body slowly fell to the ground.

Jiang Heng withdrew his right hand and slowly exhaled.

At this moment, he was constantly inhaling the thick red fog around him into his lungs.

Under the influence of the corrosive power, it continuously transforms into feedback force, which is then channeled into the thirty-six herbal patterns within the body.

The [Hundred Herbs Wither and Flourish Body], which had already been cultivated to perfection, was forcibly infused with feedback power.

It unexpectedly emitted an unprecedentedly dazzling light, as if it were about to undergo another transformation.

Jiang Heng's body was covered with countless tiny wounds, like shattered porcelain, inflicted by the "Nine Abyss Miasma Dragon".

At this moment, under the enhanced effect of the Hundred Herbs Dao Pattern, it quickly began to repair itself.

In just over ten breaths, his injuries were completely healed.

Jiang Heng dispersed the floating herbal Dao patterns on his body and looked down at Chayapeng's corpse on the ground.

There weren't many items on the corpse; besides the silk clothes it was wearing, there was only a black jade gourd at its waist.

Jiang Heng crouched down, about to take the black jade gourd from his waist.

Suddenly.

The clothes on the chest of Chayapon's fallen body suddenly and eerily bulged.

next moment.

A translucent, blood-red Gu worm tore through the clothes and shot towards Jiang Heng with a shriek!

"Snapped!"

Jiang Heng remained calm and prepared, extending his right hand to grab the blood-red Gu worm!
He then lowered his gaze and looked at Chayapon's chest.

At this moment, a bloody hole appeared in the corpse's heart, and the translucent, blood-red Gu worm had obviously crawled out from there.

Jiang Heng seemed to be deep in thought, then suddenly remembered something.

In the documents he had previously seen inside the Wu'an Hall, there was a saying that was mentioned.

Legend has it that the core bloodline of the Thirteen Caves of Southern Xinjiang will nurture a natal Gu (a type of poisonous insect) in their heart.

This natal Gu comes from the deepest part of the Bilao Mountains, the sacred land of the Thirteen Caves of Southern Xinjiang, the Thousand Gu Lake.

This natal Gu gu lives by drawing blood from the heart of the Gu gu master, and even contains the Gu gu master's supernatural abilities and runes.

It can unleash extremely powerful force at crucial moments.

It can even crawl out of the user's heart after the user dies to attack the enemy and deliver a fatal blow.

And the Dao patterns contained within this natal Gu seem to be usable as well…

Once a suitable blank Dao seed is found, the Dao patterns contained within the body of this natal Gu worm can be transferred into the blank Dao seed.

This will give birth to a divine seed with this kind of Dao pattern. After consuming it, one can learn the divine abilities of the Thirteen Caves of Southern Xinjiang!
Thinking of this, Jiang Heng pondered for a moment, then grabbed the Gu worm, stuffed it into the black jade gourd, and sealed it with the gourd stopper.

The environment inside the gourd should allow this natal Gu to survive for a period of time.

Once we get back, we'll try asking the Qingming Tribe if they can extract the Dao patterns from the Gu worm's body and transform them into a seed of supernatural power.

If possible, we could try out the effects of the supernatural powers of the Thirteen Caves of Southern Xinjiang...

He tucked the gourd into his waistband, then casually waved his hand, and black flames fell, burning Chayapon's body to ashes.

Jiang Heng raised his eyes and plunged back into the depths of the red mist, retrieving the long black staff that had been flung out during the explosion.

This long staff is made from the bones of some unknown creature, and it is extremely hard, making it very suitable as a weapon for close combat.

Jiang Heng picked up the long stick, pondered for a moment, and then turned his gaze to the depths of the rift valley.

Now this red fog has spread for who knows how many kilometers, and wandering around, no one knows who they will encounter.

If you encounter a level seven martial artist from the Thirteen Caves of Southern Xinjiang, you're in for trouble...

Jiang Heng is no longer confident that he can escape from a level seven martial artist.

Therefore, it would be better to stay in this rift valley and cultivate for a while.

This red mist, which would be a deadly poison to others, was an excellent natural treasure to him.

With each breath of red mist he inhaled, the corrosive power within his body transformed it into feedback energy, strengthening and enhancing his physical body and proficiency in supernatural abilities...

Moreover, the higher the concentration of the red mist, the better the effect.

He immediately made up his mind, then turned around and flew towards the huge rift valley.

Jiang Heng was not far from the rift valley at the moment, and after a dozen breaths, he arrived above the rift valley.

He looked down and saw that the thick red fog had turned from dark red to deep red, and even showed a faint tendency to turn black.

This demonstrates just how dense the red mist was deep within the rift valley.

Jiang Heng felt a surge of anticipation.

Okay, the higher the concentration, the better!

He immediately flew downwards, passing through the churning mist, and went nearly a thousand meters deeper before gradually reaching the bottom of the valley.

The vast and spacious valley floor was almost completely dark, but fortunately, with Jiang Heng's current eyesight, he could still barely make out the things around him.

The rock walls on both sides of the valley are covered with energy essence ore. If so much energy essence ore were transported out...

It is feared that the price of energy essence throughout East Asia will drop significantly.

Jiang Heng didn't pay much attention to these things.

Ordinary energy essence ores are no longer of any use to him.

He turned his gaze to the bottom of the valley.

A smooth, black rock, semi-transparent in its entirety and inexplicably exuding an ancient and mysterious aura, covered the bottom of the valley.

Beneath this translucent black rock, however, flowed a special energy liquid!
Jiang Heng was somewhat taken aback.

"Just how concentrated does this have to be to coalesce into a liquid..."

This energy liquid is different from solid energy essence minerals.

Although the energy essence is called "essence", the main body that carries the energy is still a special kind of jade.

Its content is ultimately limited.

Beneath this black rock lies a liquid formed from the purest, most unique energy.

Its energy purity is immeasurably higher!
Jiang Heng's gaze gradually became more fervent.

He landed on the black rocks at the bottom of the valley and looked down at the gurgling liquid of energy beneath the translucent black rocks.

Even the red mist in the air can have such a great effect on him.

Wouldn't the energy liquid beneath the black rock have an even greater effect?
Jiang Heng's heart moved.

Reaching out, I tried pressing my hand against the smooth, mirror-like black rock, wondering if I could dig a stone off the ground.

On his right hand, forty-eight Thousand Machines of Calamity appeared, and his right finger strength and grip strength increased dramatically.

However, Black Rock under his command remained completely still!

"This……"

Jiang Heng was somewhat taken aback. Even with his current physical strength, he couldn't shake this mysterious black rock...

He immediately tried several more times, but no matter what method he used, he could not break the smooth, mirror-like black rock.

The final conclusion was that one must reach at least the seventh level of physical strength to have any chance of breaking this black rock!
He shook his head regretfully.

Then we'll just have to find another opportunity to dig through this black rock later...

His gaze swept over the black rock, and he murmured:

"It's so hard; if it were used to make armor and weapons, it could probably train an extremely powerful army of martial artists..."

Jiang Heng's heart stirred, and he took out the black round stone he had just picked up from his pocket and compared it with the black rock on the ground.

It was ultimately determined that they were not the same thing.

"When we get back, we'll find out what it is from the Qingming Tribe."

Jiang Heng wandered around the rift valley for a while before temporarily abandoning his desire to explore.

Instead, a cave was carved out of one side of the rock wall, large enough for one person to sit cross-legged.

Sit cross-legged, adjust your breathing rate, and use the candlelight breathing technique that you haven't used in a long time.

It began to rapidly inhale and absorb the almost blackish red mist from the surroundings, drawing it into its lungs and allowing it to invade its flesh and organs.

At the same time, it stimulates [Disease Erosion], circulating the power of disease erosion to transform the lesions in the body.

The feedback power then began to be invested in improving the proficiency of [Thousand Machine Severing Hand].

It wasn't that Jiang Heng didn't want to improve his physical body level.

However, as the physical body's level increases, the effect of absorbing the red mist will weaken.

Therefore, it would be better to first improve the proficiency of the [Thousand Machines Severing Calamity Hand] supernatural power and the martial art "Burning Heaven".

Finally, improve your physical body level.

At this moment, with such a high concentration of red fog, large areas of crystals would appear in Jiang Heng's trachea and lung tissue with each breath.

Then, under the transformation of the power of disease and decay, it becomes a feedback force.

Jiang Heng's hands, resting on his knees, had ninety-six exquisitely crafted, ink-black Thousand-Mechanism Tribulation Dao Patterns that glowed faintly.

Under the influence of feedback forces, it is continuously strengthened and deepened, gradually and thoroughly engraved into his flesh and bones.

On the panel, the proficiency level of [Thousand Machine Severing Hand] also started from thirty and continued to increase.

Until a few hours later.

The ninety-six Dao patterns on his hands were completely intact.

The two hands seemed to be weapons created with the hardest alloy and the most exquisite craftsmanship.

On the panel, the proficiency of [Thousand Machines Severing Calamity Hand] has also been successfully raised to perfection under the effect of the feedback power!

[Supernatural Power: ...Thousand Machines Severing Calamity Hand (Perfect)]
Jiang Heng nodded in satisfaction, then casually reached out and grabbed a handful of red mist from the air. With just his physical body, this powerful force quickly compressed the red mist into a dark red sphere less than one centimeter in diameter.

Jiang Heng released his palm without hesitation and continued to practice his breathing technique, quickly absorbing and exhaling the surrounding red mist.

The feedback power derived from the disease began to transform into proficiency in the martial art "Burning Heaven".

The martial art "Burning Heaven," which was originally stuck at 85% proficiency, began to progress.

In Jiang Heng's mind, memories of his experience with "Burning Heaven" kept surfacing, as if he had spent countless hours cultivating this martial art, gradually bringing it to its peak.

His martial arts level also rose along with his proficiency in "Burning Heaven", and he was completely approaching the "Grandmaster" level!
Time passed slowly until three hours later.

As if he had pierced through an invisible window, Jiang Heng's understanding of the physical body and the flow of Qi reached a new level, a completely new realm!
As for the martial arts section on the panel, the "Burning Heaven" martial arts technique has finally reached perfection after several months of practice!
[Martial Arts: ...Burning Heaven (Perfect)]
"It's finally complete..."

Jiang Heng stood up, raised his fist, and at the same time, a thought flashed through his mind.
The internal organs were rapidly operating like a furnace, and a powerful surge of energy condensed into hundreds of solidified energy chains.

They travel through the body's meridians, fascia, bones, and even outside the body, eventually converging in front of Jiang Heng's fist peak!
He knew perfectly well that the power of this punch alone, without using any supernatural abilities, was no less than his previous full-force attack.

If three first-tier body-refining divine abilities are added on top of that, along with the second-tier [Thousand Machines Severing Calamity Hand], its power is unimaginable.

At this moment, if he were to collide with Chayapeng's [Nine Abyss of Miasma Dragon] again, he would not be injured and would definitely be able to destroy it directly!
Jiang Heng nodded slightly in satisfaction, casually dispersing the hundreds of energy streams that had gathered in front of his fist.

He then sat down again, muttering to himself, "Next, it's time for the physical body level..."

He took another deep breath, trying to absorb the red mist in the air.

The power derived from the disease was used to upgrade the physical body's level.

Under the continuous feedback force, the acupoints throughout the body begin to loosen and are eventually fully opened.

……

At this moment, the aftershocks of the energy surge have dissipated.

A massive rift valley, nearly 100 kilometers long, has been torn open along the east-west direction between Chengdu and the Thai-Myanmar border.

The red fog continued to spread outwards, covering hundreds of kilometers.

It covers almost the entire border of the Nanjiang region, as well as parts of the border of the Jingzhou administrative region.

Ordinary people living on the border were forced to relocate, including some villages and towns, all moving away from the area that was about to be shrouded in red fog.

Fortunately, the urban area of ​​Nanjiang City is some distance away from the area shrouded in red fog.

Otherwise, the entire city of Nanjiang would have to be relocated.

Meanwhile, most of the Tianfu warriors who were swept away by the energy torrent in Eagle's Beak Valley have now emerged from the red mist-shrouded area and returned to their border encampment.

Inside the White Sand Camp, the atmosphere was somber and deathly silent.

The operation was only just begun when it was disrupted by a sudden surge of energy, so the number of casualties was not high.

But... a level six martial artist has gone missing!
Du Liyan turned to the liaison officer beside him: "Still no news from Jiang Heng...?"

The liaison officer shook his head.

Nearly ten hours have passed; those who could come out have already done so.

As for those who couldn't get out, given the danger of that red mist, staying inside for so long would likely have led to their demise...

A silence fell over the tent once again.

After a long pause, Du Liyan sighed, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have let Jiang Heng participate in this operation. He's still young."

Shi Jingfeng said with a wry smile, "Battalion Commander, how can you be blamed for this? No one knew that such a thing would happen."

"It's such a pity to lose such a genius... If nothing unexpected had happened, he probably could have reached level nine or higher..."

Zhao De'an's face was grave, and his eyes blazed with anger:

“Other level 5 martial artists can emerge from the red mist, so Jiang Heng could not possibly have died for this reason.”

"They must have run into the warriors of the Thousand Poison Alliance!"

Du Liyan said slowly, "No matter what, we must see him alive or dead. If he is really dead, then we must avenge Jiang Heng."

"We've already informed headquarters about the situation here. Reinforcements are on their way. This time, we must kill these beasts from the Thousand Poison Alliance!"

Inside the tent, several deputy battalion commanders replied in unison, "Yes, sir!"

……

Pasin City.

A major trading town on the Thai-Myanmar border, and a distribution center for supplies for the Thousand Gu Alliance in the direction of Nanjiang.

At this moment, the original municipal center has been renovated and transformed into the "Gu Palace" of the Thirteen Caves of Southern Xinjiang.

The thirteen bronze pillars supporting the dome are engraved with the symbols of the thirteen caves, such as the myriad snakes, miasma clouds, and bone sacrifice.

On the dome in the very center of the main hall, there is a pattern of miasma clouds.

This means that Zhangyundong is the mastermind behind this Gu Palace.

At this moment, the chieftain of Zhangyun Cave, Wuyin Wenda, sat on the main seat at the highest point of the hall, looking down at the few people kneeling on the ground below.

A terrifying and chilling aura permeated the spacious hall, pressing down on the kneeling figures.

They were all protectors of Jayapong, but they did not find any trace of Jayapong in the border rift valley.

At this moment, under this immense pressure, sweat beaded on their foreheads and their backs were soaked.

They knew very well what would happen to them if the lord on the throne became angry.

at last.

Wuyin Wenda slowly spoke: "Where is Pakan?"

Pakan was the only physical level seven protector by Chayapeng's side.

The kneeling protector hurriedly said, "Lord Pakan is still in the Red Mist region, searching for Young Master Chayapon's whereabouts."

"Oh."

The leader of the Hidden Mist Cave nodded, his voice devoid of any emotion:

"I hope it's not because they can't find me that they're afraid to come back to see me."

The guardians on the ground pressed their foreheads tightly to the ground, not daring to make a sound.

At this time.

A middle-aged man dressed in fine clothes walked into the Gu Palace.

Holding a precious pestle, he came to the center of the main hall and then knelt down.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted:

"Father, I have brought the Blood-Guiding Pestle. It will surely be able to find my son's whereabouts!"

His name was Mengza Wenda, the son of the Lord of Wuyin Cave, and also the father of Chayapeng.

Meng Zha was of mediocre talent. Even with abundant resources, he only managed to reach the peak of the sixth level after seventy years of cultivation.

Therefore, he was not chosen as the heir.

Fortunately, he had a good son who, at only twenty-something years old, had already reached the mid-stage of level six.

In the future, he will surely be able to take over the throne of the Lord of Zhangyun Cave, and even become a martial artist with an eighth-level physical body!
He will surely rise in status through his son and gain power in Zhangyundong.

But now, Chayapon has disappeared!
Despite being protected by a level seven martial artist, he has somehow disappeared!
How could Mengza not be furious?

He even suspected that the seventh-level protector had intentionally harmed Chayapeng.

After all, Napakan comes from a branch of the Venda family and could also be bribed by other heirs...

So he brought the Blood-Guiding Pestle from the sacred land of Zhangyundong, intending to go and find Chayapeng himself.

This Blood-Guiding Pestle can track the aura of others, and it will surely be able to find the whereabouts of Chaya Peng!

On the throne.

The Lord of Wuyin Cave coldly looked at his good-for-nothing son in the hall.

It was Mengzha who instigated Chayapeng to lead a group to the border of Nanjiang to explore and search for the remains of powerful figures from the Divine Realm.

This is what led to Chayapon's current disappearance.

This idiot... he actually dares to show his face now.

half an hour.

The leader of the Hidden Mist Cave spoke calmly and slowly:

"Go. If you can't find Chayapeng, you don't need to come back. Go to the Holy Land to serve the Gu Mother."

Mengzha's expression froze, and his eyes widened suddenly.

Serving the Gu Mother in the sacred land sounds glorious, but in reality, it means offering one's own flesh and blood to the Gu worms of Thousand Gu Lake!

This is the most terrifying torture in the entire Thirteen Caves of Southern Xinjiang!

Mengzha's face was stiff, and he couldn't speak.

The leader of the Hidden Mist Cave stared at him, his voice devoid of any emotion, as if the person before him was not his own son, but a dead man about to turn into a corpse.

"What's wrong? You don't want to?"

Mengzha trembled: "No, I'm willing, Father, I'm willing."

"Then get lost."

"Yes, yes." Meng Zha nodded repeatedly, then stumbled and turned to leave the Gu Palace.

As Meng Zha stepped out of the Gu Palace, his expression gradually turned cold, and his eyes became bloodshot and filled with resentment.

Upon learning of Chayapeng's disappearance, he immediately brought the precious pestle here, intending to apologize and appease the lord of Wuyin Cave.

But he really didn't expect that Wuyin would actually disregard the father-son relationship and really want him to go to the Holy Land to serve the Gu Mother!
Mist-Hidden Winda, you old bastard, I'll cut your head off sooner or later!

Mengzha's face contorted in a grimace for a moment, then calmed down.

We can't rush to kill this old man.

The most important thing now is to find Jayapong, otherwise I'll be in big trouble.

Mengzha's expression was icy as he strode forward, muttering under his breath, "Son, I've come to find you..."

……

Time passes slowly.

The depths of the rift valley were pitch black, and no one knew how much time had passed.

Inside a small cave at the bottom of the valley, Jiang Heng slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of stale air.

At this moment, his aura had increased by several tens of percent, making him infinitely stronger than he had been a few hours earlier.

An extremely oppressive aura permeated his surroundings, and dozens of acupoints on his body were connected.

On the panel, the physical body level line has also undergone a significant change.

[Physical Level: 6.60]
Suddenly, he jumped from the early stage of level six to the late stage of level six!
(End of this chapter)