The Magic Lamp Ability: Starting with One Person in the Republic of China Era

"This must be the Yinshan Sect's bewitching technique," Zhou Ming thought to himself.

Since obtaining the Qiankun Bag, Zhou Ming has taken out the books passed down inside and studied them carefully whenever he has time.

Among them, there are some unorthodox and evil techniques from Maoshan, such as the Seven Fiends Body Technique, as well as some rudimentary skills that are tacitly passed down by orthodox sects.

While these experiences didn't directly enhance Zhou Ming's strength, they did broaden his horizons.

That's why I recognized it immediately.

Outside, Liu Dashu, hiding on the second floor of the nearby ruins, was overjoyed, never expecting to succeed so easily.

"Capture them alive, the bounty is higher for the live ones." At this moment, Liu Dashu's desire surged, and he quickly pulled out a special little flag from his pocket.

"King of Ghost Power, help me take down that brat."

A special kind of energy emerged from the small flag and instantly transformed into a physical form.

It was a creature with a single horn on its head, a non-human face, and a body covered in grotesque muscles beneath its dark red skin. It had a naked upper body and its lower body was bound with simple clothing.

The moment it appeared in the air, it pounced on Zhou Ming.

"Watch out!" Wang Wen had already run in front of Zhou Ming, his armor growing even darker, trying to stop the terrifying demon.

Arrows of Qi shot out, but Ghost King didn't even glance at them. He swung his enormous fist and shattered the arrows.

On the contrary, the lightning balls fired by the electromagnetic cannon attracted the attention of the Ghost King, who then unleashed streams of black energy that intercepted and exploded in mid-air.

Zhou Ming, who was behind Wang Wen, suddenly opened his eyes. He had actually woken up earlier, wanting to go fishing.

Unexpectedly, they caught a large shark.

Zhou Ming's body erupted with blue and red light as he looked at the Ghost Power King opposite him, who was nearly five meters tall and whose aura was terrifying beyond description.

His expression was extremely solemn, even somewhat gloomy. He knew who this bastard was!

A traitor to the Yinshan Sect, who stole the sect's treasured artifact eight years ago and disappeared without a trace.

The sect's most powerful magic weapon was the Ghost King, a ghost deity that had been refined by the Yinshan Sect for hundreds of years after subduing a mighty ghost king.

"Boom!" The azure-colored Samadhi True Fire erupted from Zhou Ming's body, sweeping onto the illusory Green Dragon Crescent Blade in his hand.

At this moment, Zhou Ming held nothing back. His Martial Saint will erupted, and the azure light and blood-red light completely merged, turning into a jade-like blood-red color.

"Roar!" The dragon's roar resounded.

The illusory azure dragon flowed from the crimson, instantly turning it red and transforming into a crystal-clear blood dragon, with only its eyes still shimmering with azure light.

"Get out of the way!" Zhou Ming shouted and swung his knife at the attacker.

Wang Wen quickly dodged to the side and saw Zhou Ming surrounded by a blood dragon, slashing towards the terrifying Ghost Power King.

At this moment, Zhou Ming overlapped with another figure in Wang Wen's eyes.

"Boom!" The crimson dragon head blade struck the Ghost King's palm directly, unleashing a powerful shockwave.

Seeing that they had blocked Zhou Ming's powerful burst of energy with just one hand, Wang Wen and the others' expressions changed.

The electromagnetic cannon clenched its fist, the electromagnetic ring rapidly condensed, and then it punched the enormous Ghost King.

The lightning ball, the size of a watermelon, hurtled towards Ghost Power King. It looked huge, but it appeared tiny in front of the five-meter-tall Ghost Power King.

Ghost King slightly shifted his attention, and thick black energy surged from his other hand as he slapped at the lightning balls.

The moment of contact was like water extinguishing fire, extinguishing these lightning balls.

"What should we do? We're no match for them at all." The electromagnetic cannon said in despair upon seeing this.

The wandering swordsman beside him gritted his teeth; his arrows couldn't break through the defenses at all, as could Zhang San, Liu Yan, and others.

At that very moment, the terrifying Ghost King suddenly let out a wail.

"Ah!" A sharp and terrifying roar rang out, even exceeding a certain limit, so that ordinary people could hear the wailing of this ghost.

The azure flames finally broke through the black mist and burned into the hands of the Demon King.

Zhou Ming's eyes were bloodshot, and his skin turned bright red, as if blood could seep out if you pinched it.

His spine became extremely hot, like red-hot steel, and the Azure Dragon Bone Marrow Technique was pushed to its limit, continuously strengthening his body.

"Samadhi Fire!" A startled exclamation came from the second floor, immediately drawing Zhou Ming's fierce gaze.

Instantly locking onto Liu Dashu, Zhou Ming slashed at him without a second thought.

"Roar!" The crimson dragon-head blade light instantly rushed towards the second floor.

Liu Dashu felt a chill run down his spine, as if his head were being stuffed into a tiger's mouth, a heavy aura of death pressing down on his heart.

Flags flew out one by one, forming layers of protection, only to be instantly cleaved in two by the flash of the blade.

But this brief obstruction allowed Liu Dashu to tumble aside in a sorry state.

Ignoring the dust on his body, Liu Dashu gripped the unusual little flag in his hand, and his Qi surged into it wildly.

The Demon King was immediately controlled, raising his huge left hand and slashing at his right arm like a knife.

"Bang!" The red right arm was completely severed by hand.

The black mist blocking the Glazed Fire lost its source and was instantly burned by the Samadhi True Fire, engulfing the entire arm.

"Roar!" Ghost King roared and charged toward Wang Wen, Liu Yan and the others.

Zhou Ming, with his extremely wide field of vision, naturally noticed this scene. His face darkened, and he stopped the pursuit, turning around and rushing towards Ghost Power King.

The crimson dragon-head blade was unleashed, hurtling towards the Ghost King.

Liu Dashu was very skilled at escaping; with a few leaps, he disappeared into the distance in an instant.

Not long after, the Demon King also disappeared, but the burned severed arm remained.

"Xiaoming, are you alright?" Liu Yan said with some concern, looking at Zhou Ming, whose face was flushed.

Wang Wen, who was standing nearby, instructed He Mao Zhenliu to lead the Blood Demon soldiers who kept returning to defend the surrounding area. He then walked over with a worried look on his face.

At this moment, Zhou Ming's condition was clearly problematic. His whole body seemed to be congested with blood and turned red, with wisps of steam rising from his body.

"I'm fine, I just need to rest and drink some water," Zhou Ming said, then found a seat and sat down.

Right now, he only has one question on his mind.

"Something's not right, something's 100% wrong. How could there be someone so powerful in the world of Under One Person?"

Chapter 93 Breakthrough

"The upper limit of combat power above one person should be the Old Celestial Master. Even if you add another one, it would only be the Left Sect Master. The maximum combat power he can demonstrate is his control of lightning."

"Although it is terrifying, it is a typical example of borrowing the power of heaven and earth. If we consider the individual's burst of power, this Ghost Power King is completely beyond the limit."

Zhou Ming was panting and frowning; this far exceeded the combat power that an individual in Under One Person would normally display.

Five meters tall, with powerful defense, terrifying strength, and that black aura—if it weren't for the Samadhi True Fire being able to restrain it, Zhou Ming would have been no match for it.

The only chance of victory is to wait for his Blood Demon soldiers to return and launch a siege.

“No, the Old Celestial Master is merely the pinnacle of martial prowess among modern humans, not the upper limit of the Qi system, much less the upper limit of the world.” Zhou Ming let out a long breath, and the heat in his body began to cool down.

"Even according to the original work, the word 'modern' should be added before the Old Celestial Master's martial arts ceiling. After all, according to the world view of Under One Person, those who became immortals in ancient times are the real ceiling of humanity." Zhou Ming's blood-red skin gradually returned to normal, and his body simultaneously evoked feelings of power and weakness.

The strength of the limbs and the weakness of the internal organs, combined with the burst of the Martial Saint state, transformed all the previous accumulation into physical enhancement, but also brought about internal depletion.

Just then, a snow-white hand handed over a water bottle. Zhou Ming looked up at Liu Yan, took the water bottle, and said thank you.

"This is a real world, not just the original plot of Under One Person. All the places that weren't described actually exist, and the so-called upper limit is just information from the known areas." Zhou Ming thought to himself as he drank water.

A subtle change occurred in my mindset, and this shift in my state of mind immediately caused a significant change within my body.

The threefold reversal of life subtly shifted and transformed, causing a slight change in the bones of the body, which then transformed into Qi.

Until a subtle change occurred in the spine, the transformed Qi turned a bluish-green color. Instead of merging into the normal Qi, it resembled a dragon swimming in the ocean.

"I didn't expect to break through to the second level so quickly, but the changes within my body are quite special." Zhou Ming had fully recovered and his senses enveloped him.

The fact that he could achieve Qi transformation of all his bones immediately after breaking through meant that Zhou Ming's limbs could ignore most damage.

The next step is the internal organs. This step is more difficult to cultivate and is estimated to take a lot of time. Moreover, it is far more dangerous than the skin, muscles, and bones.

A slight mistake could result in lifelong internal injuries, and beyond the internal organs are even more dangerous supernatural organs.

The three dantians (upper, middle, and lower) are not organs in the ordinary sense, making them even more difficult to cultivate.

However, the effect after completion is also terrifying, as it is completely transformed into Qi, making it impossible to cause harm by ordinary means.

"Da da da!"

The gunfire outside grew increasingly intense; it must be the Japanese soldiers entering.

At this moment, Zhou Ming turned to look to the side, where the seven men with the mustache were tied up.

"Waaah!" The man with the mustache, whose mouth was gagged, looked terrified.

A triangular talisman appeared on his palm, and Zhou Ming slapped it directly onto his forehead. Then, with a flash of light, he untied him.

"You're using the reverse eight directions method?" Zhou Ming asked casually.

The man with the mustache removed the gag from his mouth and nodded quickly, saying, "Yes!"

Zhou Ming inquired further and found that it wasn't Wang Yaozu's faction. But that made sense, since Wang Yaozu only had one disciple, Li Muxuan, and never taught outsiders.

With the triangular talisman appearing in his hand again, Zhou Ming transformed the remaining six people into Blood Ghost Soldiers. After questioning them one by one, he made them write down their cultivation techniques.

"Reverse the eight directions!" Zhou Ming looked at the newly completed manual in his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It would be quite suitable for a campfire."

After looking at the cultivation technique images, Zhou Ming immediately thought of the illusory concept of a campfire.

The opponent's ability is to raise a field of light that dispels darkness and restores their state.

With a flash of light, the manual was stored in his Qiankun bag. Zhou Ming then turned his attention to another item.

A blackish-red, semi-transparent crystal. Zhou Ming reached out and held this crystal, which was invisible to ordinary people, and carefully sensed the power within it.

"The essence of that demon? I wonder if this stuff would be effective against Blood Demons?"

A red light immediately flashed on Zhou Ming's hand as streams of power were refined and merged into the blood river within his body.

The two great demons of Prajna immediately became agitated the moment they sensed this power.