Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 223: Divine Weapon Secret Realm
Xu Yunfan subconsciously touched the receiver behind him. This black steel receiver was designed to hide the energy and absorb the air, locking the energy of the Red Fire Swallowing Dragon Mace firmly inside the receiver without revealing it at all.

Zhan Yan's face was filled with a hint of regret. "In addition to the Dragon Scale Armor, Divine Weapon Ridge has forged seven divine weapons. Three of them were destroyed in battle, and four of them are still circulating among the major sects today."

"It seems that not a single magical weapon has been preserved in our Divine Weapon Ridge."

Zhan Yan said unhappily, "Do you think those extraordinary ores for forging divine weapons are exclusive to Divine Weapon Ridge? It's only when the major sects give them away that we have the opportunity to forge them. Besides..."

He sighed with a hint of regret, "Since five hundred years ago, Divine Weapon Ridge has not produced a single divine weapon. Once considered a top-tier sect, Divine Weapon Ridge has gradually declined. Not even a ninth-level Qi cultivator has emerged. Otherwise, how could that tragic event thirty years ago have occurred?"

After a pause, Zhan Yan said, "Since you have obtained the dragon scale armor, there must be a way to suppress the extremely powerful object on your body."

Xu Yunfan subconsciously touched his chest without saying a word.

The reason he was able to wear the dragon scale armor was largely due to the skin of the Jidao relic. Otherwise, he would have been burned to death by the armor. How could he have used the Lin character technique to summon his own spirit to suppress the evil dragon's consciousness and thus subdue the dragon scale armor?

Yes, surrender, not acknowledgment.

His talent is mediocre, and those magical weapons basically look down on him. The Red Fire Swallowing Dragon Mace on his back has refused to recognize its master until now.

Not to mention anything else, Xu Yunfan's three trainings of tendons, bones and skin are all perfect, the three outer combinations have even cultivated pure yang internal energy, and the flesh refining realm has even transformed the strength into the flesh and blood, without any omissions in the whole body, moving towards the true power of a thousand pounds.

These dogs only care about bones!

Before leaving, Zhan Yan looked at the gradually sinking nine-foot-high weapon-casting platform and sighed, "Now the Divine Weapon Ridge is just a landmark."

Just as Xu Yunfan was about to say a few words of comfort when the nine-foot high platform sank into the lava pool, a crack suddenly appeared on the top.

The edge of the crack was as if cut by an invisible blade, revealing the world inside neatly. It was actually a valley surrounded by green peaks. Amidst the clouds, clear springs could be seen dripping down the green cliffs. Thousand-year-old trees had intertwined roots, and the veins of their leaves glowed like jade in the sunlight.

A cool breeze blew out from the crack, quickly blowing away the red fog in the entire cave.

The weapon-casting cave, which originally felt scorching hot, now seemed to have turned into a paradise.

Xu Yunfan only felt that the spiritual energy coming towards him was as thick as honey. The dragon scales on his body fluttered and opened, and the pores all over his body opened uncontrollably, as if thousands of fine needles were piercing his flesh and blood, washing away all the impurities deposited in his body.

"This is... the Secret Realm of Divine Weapons?! Why is it still here?!"

Zhan Yan's scream was drowned out by the sudden whistling wind that erupted from the crack. He couldn't even stand steadily and was blown back repeatedly.

Xu Yunfan's expression was slightly tense. He could clearly feel that the Jidao relic worn as a vest on his body suddenly trembled like a living thing. The skin that was originally as soft as silk began to slide rapidly. When the skin touched, the strange and smooth feeling like silk gave him goose bumps all over his body.

Sparks flew from the joints between the dragon scales.

He clearly heard an ancient syllable exploding deep in his skull, carrying with it the damp, fishy smell of a vast swamp, as if a giant dragon was swaying its tail deep in the clouds.

The dragon's scale armor, with most of its spiritual power shattered, was urgently urging him to enter from the depths of its heart.

The Red Fire Dragon Swallowing Mace made a sharp clanging sound in the receiver.

The invisible force dragged by the three people made it impossible for Xu Yunfan to grab any leverage point in time. His whole body was lifted up in the air, and the next moment he was thrown into the crack by the invisible force.

The moment his vision turned upside down, he saw Zhan Yan with an anxious expression, shouting loudly, grabbing a chain not far away and throwing it out, trying to roll Xu Yunfan back, but it exploded into powder when it touched the edge of the crack.

Then came the deafening sound of metal tearing. The black steel casing behind it shattered, and the blood-red mace, wrapped in purple lightning, soared into the sky. "Damn it!!"

Xu Yunfan twisted his body forcefully in mid-air, exerting force from his palms, and subconsciously covered the receiver containing the ginseng baby behind his waist and tightened it tightly.

However, the murderous weapon that had been passed down for six hundred years drew a strange arc in the air and plunged into the depths of the valley like a python that smelled blood.

Jidao's remains suddenly tightened, and he clearly felt as if countless golden threads were piercing his body through the dragon scale armor, forcing his Qi to completely merge with the dragon scale armor.

Xu Yunfan's blood and energy seemed to flow into the dragon scales along these golden threads that looked like blood vessels.

The moment he landed, Xu Yunfan stepped into a three-foot-deep pit.

The soil beneath his feet was a strange dark golden color, and the flying gravel made a sound like metal clashing against metal.

His pupils suddenly contracted. The waterfall a hundred feet ahead of him actually flowed backwards. Water droplets condensed into countless ice crystals in mid-air, reflecting colorful rainbow light that enveloped a bronze altar.

The Red Fire Dragon-Swallowing Mace was inserted in the center of the altar. The red fire wrapped around the mace collided violently with the rainbow light, and the exploding air waves cut the surrounding ten-foot-tall ancient trees in half.

"I see…"

Xu Yunfan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a light golden mist seeped out from the gaps in his dragon scales.

The spiritual energy that had just surged into his body was frantically washing over his bones, muscles, blood and flesh. He could feel the shackles of the Flesh Refining Realm beginning to loosen. The pure yang internal energy that had been as stagnant as lead and mercury and could only be circulated by him actively actually began to gain some agility.

But what concerned him more at the moment was the totem on the altar, a giant cauldron with eight coiled dragons. Ink-black liquid oozed from the cracks in the cauldron, echoing the murderous aura emitted by the Red Fire Dragon-Swallowing Mace.

The dragon scale armor leaves suddenly tightened.

Xu Yunfan instinctively rolled sideways, and a hole the size of a bowl appeared where he had been standing.

Looking up, he saw that the rainbow light around the altar was distorted into human shapes, and seven skeletons wearing broken armor appeared out of thin air.

The weapons in their hands were all incomplete, but the evil spirit flowing on the broken blades caused the dragon scales to vibrate violently, and the scales made a buzzing sound similar to a dragon's roar as they moved.

"What the hell..."

Xu Yunfan narrowed his eyes slightly and made the Lin character seal with one hand in front of his chest.

"Pro."

With a light shout, the Lin seal was formed, and the buzzing in Xu Yunfan's ears suddenly stopped.

The surging waves in the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be frozen by thousand-year-old black ice. Deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, his spirit revived again and walked out of the rolling chaotic mist. He sat in the center, calming all the emotional waves. The emotions that had been fluctuating in his eyes quickly calmed down, like a pool of stagnant water, without any ripples.

The blood energy in his body exploded rapidly at this moment. The extremely powerful blood energy broke out at this moment at a level far beyond what it had ever been before, causing the dragon scale armor on his body to open and close, releasing a scorching breath from the gaps between the armor.

He took two steps sideways, stretched out his hand covered with dark golden armor leaves, reached into the thunder and fire, and firmly grasped the Red Fire Dragon Swallowing Mace.

(End of this chapter)