The Path to Immortality: Starting with an Analysis of Basic Concepts

The young man was none other than one of the "righteous people" that Zhu Yu had first cultivated, and his cultivation was due to the "heavenly principles" of the Dao Fruit.

The border region meets under the clear blue sky and bright sun.

Distracted, "Heavenly Principle" paused briefly before stepping into the "Martial Realm." Under the blue sky and bright sunshine, the warm sunlight bathed him, giving him a cozy feeling of coming home.

Obviously.

The martial arts world acknowledged and accepted him.

Distracted, "Heavenly Principle" smiled, his gaze fixed on a certain point in the sky, and chuckled, "The Heavenly Principle Sect should flourish..."

With a single step, as if shrinking the distance to an inch, his figure suddenly appeared several feet away, like a ghost, disappearing in the blink of an eye at the end of the official road.

Where the blue sky is.

"Not bad..."

Standing atop the whale's head, Zhu Yu watched the distracted "Heavenly Principle" depart, chuckled softly, and then, regaining his senses, glanced down at the "Tu Yu Ren" and the cultivators of the "Yin Ming Fu" who were plundering below. He lightly stepped forward and gave the order:

"Let's go..."

Guided by divine will, they headed straight for the location of "Gran County" where Qiao Heyong was.

Just now.

Qiao and Yong sent a message through "Daoji" to find the county chief of "Gelan County". They originally intended to launch a sneak attack, but if they did not make a move, they could hide themselves from being discovered by the "Martial World". Once they made a move, their location would be exposed.

Suppressed by the Great Will of the Martial World, he could only unleash 40-50% of his strength. Not to mention killing the chief of the "Gran County", he almost lost his own life.

At this time.

He was being hunted by the governor of Glenshire and was pleading for his help.

journey.

Zhu Yu raised his head and glanced thoughtfully at "Qingtian" who was following him. It was obvious that they were the anchor points for "Qingping Zhenjun's" expansion in the "Martial World".

His mind stirred slightly, his thoughts scattered, and he rejected the blue sky.

The "whale" continued to carry him away. This time, the "blue sky" above his head did not spread out as before, but stopped and even slowly contracted inward.

He then truly entered the "martial arts world".

The next moment.

A chill ran through Zhu Yu's heart, as if some unknown entity was looking down on him. A sense of malice surged from all directions, like a giant mountain hanging precariously, making him feel oppressed and terrified.

[Warning: You have been invaded by a strange force...]

[Warning: Intrusion by a foreign force has occurred; blocked...]

A message came from the "Eye of True Sight".

Suddenly, the pressure around him vanished completely, as if it had never existed, and the omnipresent malice also disappeared.

"Is it blocked...?"

Zhu Yu's eyes brightened slightly. After thinking for a moment, he tried to release a wisp of aura that did not belong to the "Martial World". To his surprise, the great will of the "Martial World" did not activate. As he gradually released the aura, the "Martial World" still did not react.

Upon seeing this, he couldn't help but gasp.

This isn't blocking him; it's clearly asking him for an "identity."

"Is this the effect of the 'Eye of True Sight' after advancing to the 'Foundation Establishment' realm...?"

I am very satisfied.

The effect of "True Sight" means that he will no longer be in danger of being discovered when he casts "Distractions," and he will not have to worry about being suppressed by the great will of the "Otherworld" when invading "Otherworlds," greatly increasing his safety.

"Not bad, not bad..."

Zhu Yu nodded in satisfaction, suppressing his distracting thoughts, and guided the whale with his divine sense toward Qiao Heyong's location.

As the sun sets in the west and the moon rises in the sky...

"Gelan County", Yulan Prefecture.

In the dark night sky.

A silver-white light and a crimson light flashed one after the other.

Inside and outside the city.

Those gazing at the starry night sky were stunned by what they saw.

"What was that? A shooting star?... "

"Hiss... Which two princesses are fighting..."

Those who didn't recognize it mistook it for a shooting star; some made wishes upon it, while others recited poems and drank wine.

Some knowledgeable people's expressions changed drastically. Some sent people or carried messages by carrier pigeon to find out if the "princess" had gotten into a fight with the "princess" of the neighboring county, since it was rumored that the two had a very bad relationship.

Just as everyone was discussing it.

The sky was dark and gloomy.

Qiao Heyong sensed the loss of most of his magical power and the increasing pressure on his body that accelerated the loss of his magical power. His expression changed in a few seconds. He sensed that Zhu Yu was rapidly approaching and forcibly suppressed his intention to fight desperately with the person behind him.

rear.

A burly man in brocade robes, with a thick beard, walked on air, each step covering several dozen feet. He appeared leisurely and relaxed, as if taking a stroll, but his speed was no slower than Qiao Heyong's.

I don't know how long it has been.

When the man in brocade robes showed signs of impatience, his expression suddenly changed, his steps faltered, and his gaze was fixed on the rapidly approaching clouds in the distance.

"As expected, there were accomplices..."

With a sinister grin, he no longer held back, bent his knee and stomped down, instantly appearing behind Qiao Heyong like a cannonball, and slammed his fist down.

As Qiao Heyong was fleeing, he suddenly felt an immense pressure squeezing in from all directions, forcefully knocking him off his escape light. Fortunately, he was prepared and without thinking, he drew his sword, turned around, and swung it behind him.

The accumulated blade light splashed like water, a bright silver radiance descending upon Qin Ying.

In response, Qin Ying, the man in brocade robes, remained expressionless, his mouth slightly open, and roared, "Disperse!"

With a sound like thunder, an invisible force surged forth, shattering the incoming sword light into specks of spiritual light that vanished in the blink of an eye.

"Damn it..."

Seeing his carefully prepared methods shattered by a single roar, Qiao Heyong's pupils contracted, his expression one of disbelief.

"How can he be so strong?... "

Without thinking, he instinctively held his sword across his chest, but then felt a sharp pain in his head. When he came to his senses, he found himself in a dark and gloomy world.

A phantom figure appeared, sensing that the "Dao Foundation" was deficient and that it would take a long time to recuperate before the physical body could be condensed again. Qiao Heyong couldn't help but curse in exasperation.

"Damn it, damn it..."

Not far away, Hong Youfu's figure emerged from the pagoda made of flesh and bones. He flashed and appeared beside Qiao Heyong. Looking at his illusory figure, he frowned, a hint of dissatisfaction flashing in his eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"What did you do? How come your body has been cut off?... "

Qiao Heyong glanced at him sideways, "None of your business."

Hong Youfu remained expressionless, reached out and grasped, and a sword flowing with blood, seemingly forcibly shaped from flesh and bones, appeared in his palm. Accompanied by wailing and roaring, a terrifying killing intent enveloped Qiao Heyong.

"Useless thing. I didn't hold it against you in the past because you were diligent in your cultivation, but now you've disregarded the master's instructions and needlessly wasted your life. I think it's better to kill you and replace you with a stronger one than to let you go out and embarrass the master..."

His eyes were bloodshot, and his words made no attempt to conceal his murderous intent.

Qiao Heyong could sense that Hong Youfu was telling the truth and had the ability to do so, but what was he practicing? The way of the sword that rises to the challenge when facing a strong opponent! Instead of fear, his face showed excitement.

"Kill me? Then come and try..."

He raised his hand and gestured, the light of his Dao Foundation receding and transforming into a jade knife in his palm. Its body was visibly solid, and a knife intent, though weak, yet as resilient as weeds in the wind, emanated from it, pressing forward without hesitation.

boom…