Demons and monsters in a chaotic world: Starting from the Joyful Pavilion, the invincible path begin

Zhang Ping had no intention of engaging in awkward small talk, and seeing that Li Shishi had stopped speaking, he looked away.

With nothing to do, he simply leaned against the railing, lazily basking in the winter morning sun.

Thoughts began to race through my mind.

It's been some time since the mark was placed in his soul sea, and Zhang Ping can clearly feel that his perception is much higher than before, even without using his beast-mark abilities.

It also surpasses the ordinary marrow entry realm.

"This must be the effect of divine consciousness."

Zhang Ping pondered, then tried to integrate his divine sense into his blood and qi.

As he mobilized his will, a wondrous reaction occurred when his consciousness came into contact with his blood and qi. The originally materialized blood and qi seemed to become lighter and more flexible after merging with his consciousness, and became more agile as his thoughts moved.

Considering that he was on the airship, Zhang Ping did not test the changes in his qi and blood.

However, according to the description of the cultivation technique I saw when I secretly entered the An family's library, entering the Divine Harmony Realm requires one to let their divine sense permeate their entire body's qi and blood, a process that is not easy.

It is not only the accumulation and strengthening of spiritual consciousness, but also the change in the quality of qi and blood, gradually becoming more powerful and divine.

"My power comes entirely from beast markings. Strictly speaking, there's no distinction between the Divine Realm and other realms for me." Zhang Ping stroked his chin.

"But the way in which divine sense permeates the body's qi and blood will bring about changes in qi and blood, which is actually a way to enhance oneself. This method is also applicable to me."

Zhang Ping's path has relied entirely on beast patterns, which, strictly speaking, doesn't belong to the conventional martial arts cultivation system. Therefore, it seems unnecessary for him to follow the traditional method of advancing to the Divine Realm.

All he needs is a sufficiently powerful divine sense, the qi and blood that undergo a qualitative change, and the corresponding application methods.

"Therefore, what I need to do now is to push the proficiency of the Soul Sea Beast Pattern to perfection and unlock the corresponding ability. It should also be something like divine sense."

"Secondly, we need to see if there is a way to speed up the integration of divine sense into the blood and qi, so as to reach the true Divine Integration Realm as soon as possible."

Following his thoughts, Zhang Ping finalized the things he needed to do in the coming period.

When I came to my senses, the rising sun in the east had completely lost its initial red color and turned golden.

The others were still cultivating. Zhang Ping glanced at them casually and shook his head.

The cultivators here seem to have a more ascetic spirit, not only making the most of their cultivation time but also frequently going into seclusion.

He walked to a spacious corner and conjured up some ingredients and barbecue tools out of thin air.

Space storage has long existed in Luoxia Marsh, but only those with sufficiently strong divine sense can open it, and it is regarded as a symbol of the Divine Integration Realm. Or some young masters who have cultivated their divine sense more than halfway and are about to reach the Marrow Infusion Realm may also possess it.

Sizzle sizzle,

A piece of pork belly with alternating layers of fat and lean meat sizzles on the grill, sprinkled with cumin and chili powder, its pungent aroma wafting through the air.

Many people glanced at Zhang Ping but remained silent, trying to ignore the wafting smell.

Li Shishi opened her eyes, her beautiful eyebrows slightly raised, somewhat surprised that Zhang Ping had a spatial storage.

At this moment, Zhang Ping was flipping the skewers in his hands, but his mind was already immersed in a space filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers.

The woman, wearing an apron woven from leaves, was processing monster meat at a stone table.

Zhang Ping focused his mind, manifested his form behind the woman, and slapped her buttocks without saying a word.

"Why are you taking so long? Slice the meat thinner; it will taste better when grilled."

Her hips rippled, and Miao Caixin couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"You want me to use my hands, but you also want it to be over quickly. It's not that easy!"

However, despite saying that, my hands moved a little too quickly.

Zhang Ping smiled smugly and sat down comfortably in his chair.

Looking at Miao Caixin, he said, "You tricked me so badly back then. I asked you to do some work and you still talked so much. Next time, I'll shut you up."

Upon hearing this, Miao Caixin's cheeks flushed slightly.

She had already woken up while still in the same place, but she had not yet regained consciousness.

It wasn't until half a month ago, when Zhang Ping's consciousness strengthened, that she finally woke up completely from the chaos.

She didn't know why she had become like this, having merged with this space. Although she was still alive, she had lost her freedom.

After a while, Zhang Ping left the space feeling refreshed, his gaze returning to the skewers, which he skillfully flipped.

The aroma of the roasted meat grew stronger and stronger.

Zhang Ping tried a bite and found it quite good.

At that moment, a voice rang out:

"Young friend, how about giving me two strings of skewers?"

Zhang Ping turned around and saw that the person speaking was Song Shi, and he felt a slight chill in his heart.

He said calmly, "Since Deacon Song has spoken, I will naturally comply."

He delivered most of the skewers over.

Song Shi didn't stand on ceremony and started eating. Seeing this, Qingfeng thought to himself: What a lucky guy. It seems that Steward Song thinks highly of that An Ran.

Because of An Ran's high regard for him, Zhang Ping, her protector, was treated much better than others.

Zhang Ping was unaware of the reason; if he had known, he would have simply laughed it off.

Zhang Ping then sent some to Li Shishi and Qingfeng, and Song Shi accepted them with a smile.

The rest of the people were naturally gone. Zhang Ping wouldn't take the initiative to contact them.

Time passed day by day, and news of activity was reported daily from the Trial Continent below.

The cultivation levels of those participating in the trial may vary, but they are generally within a certain range. At the very least, they are all at the Refining Realm; otherwise, they wouldn't dare to participate.

When they fight, the commotion is considerable.

A few days ago, a chaotic battle involving dozens of people reached directly beneath the flying boat, leveling a vast area of ​​rocky terrain spanning hundreds of miles. Numerous severed limbs and broken bodies were left buried beneath the rubble.

The level of gore is self-evident.

This is also why many people, whose cultivation level is insufficient, dare not participate in the Qingdan introductory trial.

Here, the disciples of powerful families can unite and overwhelm individual investors.

Out of boredom, Zhang Ping would occasionally run out to watch the excitement. Of course, he followed the rules and didn't intervene.

During this time, he discovered that many people used jade tokens to ask the protectors for help, but very few were able to successfully escape to the outer area.

Most of them were killed before they even arrived.

The most tragic case involved a genius from a small family who was being chased by several members of the Xuan family. He collapsed just a kilometer from the outer perimeter, where the family patriarch was already waiting to provide backup.

But he could only watch helplessly as his son was hacked to death by the Xuan family members, and even maliciously dismembered and humiliated.

Seeing this, the elders who were with the Xuan family, in order to prevent future troubles, surrounded and killed the clan leader!

Throughout the entire process, Song Shi and the other two watched silently, showing no intention of intervening.

Many people looked rather grim.

The Dan Trial is dangerous not only for the participants.

Zhang Ping just smiled faintly. Luoxiaze lacks everything except people.

Geniuses are everywhere.

.....

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and only three days remained until the end of the trial.

Those who were still alive at this point were not simple people.

That day, Zhang Ping set up the barbecue grill as usual, but suddenly felt a tremor coming from the flying boat beneath his feet.

"Um?"

He immediately stood up and walked to the edge of the airship.

The others on the airship clearly noticed the anomaly and all looked over.

A hundred miles away, a pillar of fire pierced the sky, rising ten thousand meters!

Endless fireballs rained down all around.

"A volcanic eruption?" Zhang Ping asked in astonishment.

"What's going on? There are such huge volcanoes on this continent?" someone exclaimed in surprise.

No one around spoke, but the solemn expressions on their faces showed that this was not what they had expected.

Just then, Zhang Ping suddenly felt the jade pendant on his body getting hot. He raised an eyebrow.

Is Anran moving towards the outer perimeter?