Primordial Era: Jade Cauldron Forgot to Take on Disciples

Chapter 27 Promotion and Chaos

A commotion broke out at the gate of the Jizhou camp.

Then the bugle call to assemble the entire army sounded.

Countless soldiers went to assemble.

This also includes the soldiers guarding the bronze tripod.

Seeing this, Yang Jian went straight inside.

What greets the eye is a heavy, impenetrable red light.

The light emanated from a ball of red liquid contained within the bronze cauldron.

This is the essence he has always longed for.

Yang Jian was engrossed in watching, as if he could hear the sounds of fighting and wailing in his ears, the lingering resentment and murderous intent stimulating his mind.

[Spirit Essence +1]

[Spirit Essence +1]

[Spirit Essence +1]

A dense stream of information was transmitted from the Demon Eye into his mind.

Driven by the essence of the earth, the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts were running wildly. The Demon Eye between the eyebrows, which had been severely injured by glancing at the sword energy of the Qingping Sword, was now slowly repairing itself and was completely healed.

One turn,

两转

八转

Nine turns.

Soon, they gathered seventy-two essences and pushed the fourth level of the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts to perfection.

Another supernatural power is about to be born.

A strong tearing sensation seemed to originate from within the body.

First, the bone marrow is torn apart, then the flesh is torn apart, until the tearing sensation spreads throughout the entire body.

Then it was as if his whole body was placed in a millstone, the millstone crushing his flesh and blood, as if to grind him into dust.

The extreme pain nearly made him faint.

It was only through superhuman willpower that he persevered and did not collapse.

In an instant, Yang Jian's figure disappeared, and where he had stood, only a cloud of white mist remained, with the clothes he had been wearing on the ground.

【Water and Cloud Body: The body moves freely like water and clouds, making it difficult to be harmed by magic. It is countered by fire-attribute magic and area-of-effect spells】

The white mist solidified in the next instant, revealing Yang Jian's figure once more.

At this moment, he was completely naked, his strong and muscular body exposed to the air.

This supernatural power is too much of a trap. Does it mean we'll end up naked in the middle of a fight?

Yang Jian, still dressed, shook his head and smiled wryly, deciding that he would absolutely not use this supernatural power unless absolutely necessary.

His gaze fell upon the bronze cauldron, where the essence of the spirit still remained in most of its contents.

[Spirit Essence +1]

[Spirit Essence +1]

[Spirit Essence +1]

The sound of commotion seemed to come from outside the camp.

Yang Jian had no time to be distracted; his Eight-Nine Arcane Arts had already entered the fifth level, and the essence required for advancement had increased to 144 essences.

As the Demon Eye continued to absorb the liquid, the pool of red liquid in the bronze cauldron dwindled.

The fifth level is also nearing completion.

Again?

He suddenly felt his blood burning hot, as if the heat was emanating from the depths of his bones.

It spread from the bones throughout the body, as if trying to burn away all the flesh and blood.

[Golden Skin and Jade Bones: Your power and supernatural abilities are doubled, and your physical body possesses considerable defensive capabilities.]

As the burning sensation gradually subsided, Yang Jian processed the new insights that had emerged in his mind.

His [Ten Dragons and Ten Elephants] supernatural power originally provided him with a force of 100,000 jin, but now, with the blessing of [Golden Skin and Jade Bones], it has become 200,000 jin.

There have also been significant changes in her body; her figure is more proportionate and her skin is fair.

Within the demonic eye between his brows, the spiritual light surrounding him suddenly doubled.

No one would have guessed that his unassuming body contained a force of 200,000 jin.

Yang Jian made a fist with one hand, and the sound of the air being squeezed out produced a loud bang.

He is now confident that if he were to face Zheng Lun again, he could kill him with a single punch using only his physical strength.

He had never seen Black Tiger and Shen Gongbao at their full strength, so he didn't know how far behind they were in terms of his current power.

His current cultivation level is still at the Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation stage, which remains unchanged. After all, the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts is not an orthodox Qi refining method. At this time, his magical power is simply the result of the natural gathering and refining of spiritual power after his physical condition has improved.

He needs to find a cultivation method to truly embark on the path to immortality.

Just as he was basking in the joy of his sudden surge in power.

A furious shout rang out from outside the tent: "Where is Yang Jian? You have conspired to harm the Grand Tutor of Yin Shang, a crime tantamount to treason! Deng Zhong has been ordered by Grand Tutor Wen to capture the rebels, and Marquis Su Hu of Jizhou has already surrendered. How long are you going to hide?!"

Yang Jian sensed that the demon core in his dantian was slowly vibrating, as if it were trying to remind him of something.

Could it be that Yuan Futong's plot was exposed, leading to Su Hu being implicated?

Yang Jian frowned, thinking of the sword light he had seen earlier, and thought to himself that this was really troublesome.

A ripple swept by, and Yang Jian immediately realized that his position had been exposed.

"Take this!"

A deep voice rang out from above, as if it were a deliberate warning.

The next instant, Yang Jian suddenly felt a tightness on his scalp, as if a great crisis was coming from the top of his head.

He quickly moved, broke through the tent, and rushed out.

In an instant, the tent was smashed by a giant sword, which collided with the bronze cauldron inside, sparks flying everywhere.

"Click~"

The bronze cauldron continuously emitted cracking sounds, then shattered into countless fragments that shot out in all directions.

Some of the fragments flew towards Yang Jian with a whistling sound, like bullets. Yang Jian neither dodged nor avoided them, letting them hit his body. His clothes were torn, but his skin was intact.

The defensive power granted by his Golden Skin and Jade Bones made him fearless against attacks of this strength.

Yang Jian didn't have time to thank this kind person for helping him clear away the evidence of stealing the essence.

A strong sense of crisis came from the figure in front of me.

His expression was solemn as he looked at the tall figure before him.

Under the moonlight, the man was tens of feet tall, with a blue face and fangs, and his red hair danced wildly like a burning flame. His beard fluttered in the wind, making him look like a demon god.

He held a huge sword in his hand, on which were engraved the four characters "earth, water, fire, and wind" in pictographic script.

After forcing Yang Jian out with a single sword strike, he did not make another move.

"Yang Jian, why don't you surrender?"

A young man wielding a giant axe appeared from the side, his face filled with resentment.

He was taken aback when he saw the demonic eye between Yang Jian's eyebrows. His master, Wen Zhong, also had a heavenly eye between his eyebrows, which could distinguish between loyalty and treachery, good and evil, and dispel falsehoods. He wondered what kind of supernatural power Yang Jian's eye possessed.

Yang Jian looked at the newcomer: "You're Deng Zhong? Do we have a grudge?"

This person had some kind of problem; it was as if the two of them were enemies, and he glared at him as soon as he came out.

Deng Zhong nodded: "That's right, I am Deng Zhong. Your attempt to murder Grand Tutor Wen is an unforgivable crime."

Yang Jian thought to himself, "I clearly stopped Yuan Futong from trying to murder me. Wen Zhong should give him a certificate of merit."

His gaze shifted to the enormous figure, and he asked.

"So this is Mo Liqing, one of the Four Generals of the Mo Clan?"

"Hmph! Since you know my name, why not surrender? Grand Tutor Wen might spare your life out of consideration for the friendship between our two religions."

If you resist stubbornly, I'll smash you into a bloody pulp when things get serious, and don't blame me then.

Mo Liqing snorted coldly and suddenly spoke.

Through his demonic eye and divine power, he could discern that these two were extremely powerful, far surpassing Zheng Lun, whom he had previously fought.

Both of them are on the Taiyi Dao path, and their strength is related to the weapons and magical treasures they wield.

Within Deng Zhong's dantian, a faint blue light swirled, remarkably similar to the sword energy of the Qingping Sword seen earlier.

Yang Jian remained silent, if one ignored the azure light emanating from Deng Zhong that resembled the aura of the Qingping Sword.

Then the only threat to him is Mo Liqing, whose cultivation level is two realms higher than his. Mo Liqing's cultivation level is at the Refining Void and Harmonizing Dao realm, and the sword in his hand should be the magic weapon Qingyun Sword.

There should also be a magical artifact called the "White Jade Vajra Bracelet," but he didn't see it on his person.

Looking into the distance, one can see Su Daji and her group subdued on the ground at the camp entrance, while the black cat sits motionless to the side.

Su Daji repeatedly signaled to him with her eyes to give up resisting.

"Su Daji told me to tell you that if you do as Deng Zhong says, Miss will protect you."

Black Tiger transmitted his voice to Yang Jian.

Only his strength allows him to transmit his voice secretly without revealing his identity.

Yang Jian smiled. He suddenly thought of a great plan, but it required a big gamble.

"Surrender?"

His smile gradually turned manic, and a fighting spirit ignited in his eyes: "Let me see if you have the strength."

"How dare you!"

Mo Liqing's Qingyun Sword swirled with magical power, igniting crimson flames as he slashed down at Yang Jian.

"You mere brat, how dare you be so arrogant at the mere Qi Refining and Spirit Transformation stage!"

Enraged, Deng Zhong gripped his giant axe tightly and swung it down at Yang Jian's waist in the next instant.

In an instant, danger loomed over him.

Yang Jian's situation is extremely precarious.

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