Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 338 Undercurrent
Upon further investigation, Chen Wei's heart sank.

He secretly estimated that with Xu Yunfan's terrifying strength, he probably wouldn't be able to withstand more than three blows before being smashed into a pulp.

What's even more astonishing is that although the other party's physique did not appear to be as large as a mountain, his every move exuded a majestic aura. Such a return to simplicity and natural physical cultivation was truly terrifying.

Xu Yunfan let out a long sigh, took out a Qi-replenishing pill made by the Daoist sect from his pocket, and swallowed it with his head tilted back.

As soon as the pill entered the stomach, it transformed into a surging hot current that spread throughout the body's blood and qi. Instantly, the blood and qi surged like a tide, and the Ten Extreme True Qi circulated rapidly, quickly transforming into pure true qi to replenish the losses.

Before Xu Yunfan's Qi-replenishing pill had fully dissolved, a large amount of misty energy suddenly gathered above the Xuanwu Martial Arts Platform.

The earth veins of Jade Capital City roared, and the Xuanhuang Qi that had been guided by the Daoist Luotian Grand Ceremony fell again, pouring into his entire body like a reversed celestial river.

With this victory, they can further erode the Xuanhuang Qi of the Great Zhou Dragon Vein.

The primordial energy accumulated over eight hundred years of the Great Zhou Dynasty was being forcibly stripped away by the previously set-up "Kanli Dragon Turning Formation," transforming into nine illusory dragons that coiled around Xu Yunfan's body.

His exposed skin gleamed with a jade-like luster, and the muscles beneath his skin bulged and writhed like earth veins. The jade marrow and golden bones that had been perfected by the "Yijing Marrow Cleansing Exercise" were once again condensed, and the collision of bones produced a sound like gold and jade striking each other.

The Ten Extremes True Qi flowing between the internal organs continues to grow stronger under the scouring of the Xuanhuang Qi. Each rotation of the True Qi causes the air within a radius of ten feet to distort.

"Crack!"

The obsidian arena beneath Xu Yunfan's feet was crushed and cracked by the true energy that unconsciously overflowed from him.

Chen Wei's pupils contracted sharply, and his eyes widened in horror.

He clearly saw the pebbles being crushed into dust by an invisible force before they even hit the ground. Even more terrifying was Xu Yunfan's breathing; with each inhale and exhale, the white breath exhaled from his nostrils pierced the flagpole three zhang away like a sword's edge, and the thunderous sound rolling from his chest was like a muffled drum, making people tremble.

"Can the Ninth Realm of Qi Refining really reach such a level? The communion between Heaven and Man—can it really grant someone such an astonishingly vast and extraordinary aura?"

Chen Wei's knuckles turned white as he gripped the mace.

He had been practicing the "Ten Thousand Chariots Coiled Dragon Spear" for forty years and was known as "mastering the spear," but at this moment, he felt a stinging pain in his internal organs even when he was only three zhang away from Xu Yunfan.

There was dead silence in the audience.

The Imperial Astronomical Bureau officials and many elderly eunuchs with white hair on the viewing platform glared angrily at the scene, but could not move an inch.

Becoming stronger again.

Xu Yunfan raised his hand and felt the Ten Extremes True Qi within his body growing thicker and thicker, with even wisps of true qi circulating between his flesh and skin.

Nourished by the Ten Extremes True Qi, the flesh and blood become even more extraordinary.

Once he had caught his breath, he turned to the stunned old deacon and said in a calm but unquestionable tone, "Continue to the next round."

It should be noted that there are still three rounds of competition to follow. After this matter is over, everyone can go directly to the front of the hall for the final martial arts demonstration.

At that time, the Empress of Nature will personally attend to witness the final winner of the final science and martial arts competition.

The old deacon paused for a moment, composed himself, and then said, "We'll only have one match today. For the next three days, we'll have one round each day."

The old deacon remained silent for a moment, barely suppressing the shock in his heart. His withered fingers trembled slightly as he sorted through the register on the table, his hoarse voice revealing a trace of lingering fear.

"Each person will only compete in one match today. For the next three days, there will be one round each day. The competition will begin at 7:00 AM. Those who miss the deadline will not be accepted."

His cloudy gaze swept over everyone in the arena, lingering particularly on Xu Yunfan. The terrifying strength that this true disciple of the Dao Sect had just displayed had completely derailed the martial arts competition from its intended course.

According to the regulations of the Six Ministries, they should have fought three rounds of battles to reach the palace today, but at this moment, various forces are stirring up trouble, and even he, an old official who has served three dynasties, feels his heart tremble.

"If you win three consecutive battles, you will naturally be able to perform martial arts in front of the palace and gain the Empress's favor."

"To have won the Empress's favor..."

Xu Yunfan didn't say much, a mocking look flashing across his face.

Whether the Empress will still be able to sit securely on the throne at that time remains to be seen.

The old deacon closed the book tightly, his tortoise-shell-like wrinkles concealing unspeakable worries.

This delayed schedule not only gives all factions a chance to breathe, but also buys the empress, who sits in the nine-layered palace, time to make her plans.

The imposing figure in the center of the arena has become the eye of the storm, stirring up the winds and clouds of the capital.
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At the summit of Qingwei Mountain, on the Luotian Dharma Altar.

Atop Qingwei Mountain, the wind howled like knives. On the Luotian Altar, seventy-two ancient bronze lamps were arranged according to the constellations of the heavens, their wicks burning with the Daoist secret technique of "Dragon Blood Congealed Fat," the bluish-purple flames remaining motionless in the fierce wind.

Bi Yuan was dressed in a black robe, with cloud-shaped runes embroidered on the cuffs of his robe.

He took the steps of Yu, and with each step he took, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him gathered like a whale swallowing it, and a crimson array pattern appeared under his feet.

Bi Yuan made a hand seal with his left hand and held a nine-section peach wood sword in his right hand to pick up a cinnabar talisman. The talisman ignited without wind and transformed into a fire dragon that spiraled upwards.

He pointed his sword tip at the "Kanli Cauldron" in the center of the altar. The aura inside the cauldron surged like boiling water, and ripples of energy were transmitted to the area below Qingwei Mountain. The energy oscillated with the earth's veins and resonated with the earth's veins in Yujing City at an unimaginable speed.

Bi Yuan muttered incantations, then recited a spell: "Heaven and earth unite in the furnace, creation is the craftsman; Kan and Li interact, the dragon vein returns to its origin!"

With the terrifying strength of a Grandmaster of Qi Refining at the Ninth Realm, his voice was like thunder. The clouds on the mountain peak suddenly split open, and the thirty-six peaks suddenly rose with azure light, merging with the spirit of heaven and earth and soaring straight into the sky. Then, starlight fell and poured into the cauldron, nourishing a mouthful of the earth's primordial yellow energy.

Eighty-one black iron array flags fluttered around the altar, their surfaces displaying the mountain and river formations of the seventy-nine states of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Bi Yuan bit his fingertip and used his blood as ink to draw runes in the void. With each stroke, the earth's veins roared from the direction of Jade Capital City.

Seeing this, the long-browed old Taoist priest couldn't help but speak up: "Young Bi, you must be careful. The last time this real Luo Tian Grand Ceremony was used was two thousand years ago. Now, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has been restored somewhat by the earth's veins, but you still have to be cautious about blindly copying it."

"Don't worry, Uncle-Master, I have been practicing this talisman for thirty years."

In response, Bi Yuan's eyes gleamed with a jade-like light, revealing the flow of earth energy.

At this moment, beneath the Xuanwu Martial Arts Arena where Xu Yunfan was located, a thick stream of Xuanhuang Qi, as thick as a palace pillar, was being forcibly drawn away and surged towards Qingwei Mountain along the earth's veins.

Sensing this step, Bi Yuan's expression relaxed slightly, and he naturally understood that Xu Yunfan had won another round.

Once the three rounds are won, the throne will be firmly established, and the Empress will have no chance to turn the tide. Li Haomiao will also be able to seize the opportunity to rise to power and reshape the world. Xu Yunfan will also be able to take this opportunity to take a step forward and find the opportunity to break through the nine realms and directly enter the realm of terrestrial immortals.

Bi Yuan suddenly inserted the peach wood sword into the cauldron, and the primordial energy inside the cauldron transformed into nine small dragons that roared and struggled.

Nine jade nails flew out from his sleeve, their ends engraved with ancient seal script characters such as "镇岳" (Zhen Yue) and "锁海" (Suo Hai), and pierced into Xiao Long's brow.

(End of this chapter)