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Chapter 190 Yuan Dan (Part Two)

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Hu Long felt a little regretful.

Of course, he didn't regret killing the other person.

Instead, they regretted acting too quickly.

Without even touching or checking the information, the other party must possess something to possess such good fortune.

I should have checked if the other person had any special talents.

Although ordinary talent is of little use to him, even a small amount is still something.

But since things had come to this, he let it go, and he didn't have the habit of touching the corpse while it was still hot.

Just be more careful next time.

After all, he was never one to burn himself out.

"Xiao Zhi!!"

Watching the girl's figure fall like a kite with a broken string, her blood bloomed in the air like a tragic flower, before she finally crashed to the ground and lost all life.

Ji Guanhai's pupils shrank suddenly, and he lay frozen on the ground.

All of this happened too fast.

It happened so fast that he didn't even have time to react.

When the scalding blood splattered on his face, trickling down his wrinkles and crashing to the ground.

Ji Guanhai only then realized what was happening, and instantly, his eyes widened in fury, almost bleeding from his eye sockets.

Click. Click. Click—

Several sharp cracking sounds echoed deep within his body, like muffled thunder.

His perpetually hunched back straightened up section by section.

Something is awakening within the withered body.

The crimson energy exploded outwards, engulfing his entire body like flames, and the scorching shockwave crushed the rubble beneath his feet into dust.

His beard and hair danced wildly in the energy, fading in color at a visible speed until they turned a dazzling silver-white.

At the same time, the loose skin tightened inch by inch, the gaunt cheeks regained their angularity, and the twisted arms snapped back into place with a crack, the joints clearly defined and the muscles bulging.

In just a few breaths, the wretched, hunchbacked old man had vanished.

Instead, a young man with snow-white hair and a chiseled face stood amidst the blood flames, his aura as violent as an abyss, far stronger than before.

At this moment, he was completely free of any injuries.

He slowly raised his eyes and looked at Hu Long.

There was a chilling calm in those eyes.

"If you have a problem, come at me."

His voice was soft, yet it sounded like iron striking stone.

"You, a dignified cultivator at the Yuan Dan realm, actually attacked a little girl, indiscriminately killing innocent people. Don't you feel even a little bit guilty?"

Do you know who she is? She—

"Idiot, you've wasted your life! I'm a Grandmaster of the Yuan Dan Realm, and you expect me to reason with you? All my hard work and sweat would be for nothing!"

"I don't care who she is, not only her, but you're going to die too!"

Hu Long looked at Ji Guanhai as if he were looking at a fool.

Previously, Ji Wudi said that this old man might be too old, or that there was a problem when he broke through, which caused his mind to become abnormal.

He didn't believe it at first, since even if a mental imprint was planted, Ji Wudi still had his own intelligence, and it was normal for him to smear Ji Wudi if he disagreed with him.

How stupid could a Grandmaster at the Yuan Dan realm be?

But it seems that this is indeed the case.

If the girl had stood obediently to the side, he wouldn't have dared to attack her.

But they insisted on stopping us, saying we had to step over the corpses; they'd watched too many TV dramas.

Who does she think she is?

Moreover, he didn't improve his strength to reason with others.

"I'll send you down there, so you'll regret what you've done today—"

Upon hearing this, Ji Guanhai lowered his gaze.

A layer of black dragon scales instantly covered his entire body, each scale gleaming with a cold metallic luster.

His vertical pupils were elongated, and the gold in his eyes almost overflowed from their sockets, his killing intent surging like a tangible substance.

"Alright."

Hu Long interrupted him directly, standing calmly in place without even making any gesture.

"You only have one chance to strike, so use your strongest move."

"If you can't kill me, not only will you die, your whole family will be buried with you."

Ji Guanhai paused.

They didn't say anything more.

When the internal energy is circulated to its limit, the muscles tighten and writhe like a python, and the booming sound of surging blood and qi can be faintly heard from within the body.

With a crack, the ground beneath his feet shattered and collapsed, and spiderweb-like cracks spread outwards from him.

The muscles in his arm twitched and vibrated, producing a series of booming, muffled sounds that made the air hum.

A punch, swift as lightning, aimed straight for Hu Long's face.

Before the fist even landed, the wind from it was like a steel knife scraping against your face.

Hu Long raised his hand and threw a punch as well.

There's nothing fancy about it.

boom!

The two fists collided instantly.

The powerful force caused a shockwave, and visible air waves spread outwards in a ring, blowing away rubble and causing it to explode into dust in the air.

Ji Guanhai's facial skin rippled violently to both sides like the surface of a lake being whipped up by a gale, exposing his gums and squeezing his eyes so hard they almost bulged out.

The next instant, an indescribable, violent force, like a mountain collapsing or a tsunami, crashed down on his arm.

That force was too fierce, too intense, and too domineering; it was simply beyond human resistance.

Ji Guanhai's arm bones shattered inch by inch, the sound as dense as firecrackers.

The capillaries burst all at once, and fresh blood gushed out from the pores, turning the entire arm into a pool of mangled flesh in an instant.

puff!

Ji Guanhai was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string, spitting out blood and leaving a shocking trail of blood in the air.

It hasn't landed yet.

He then felt a huge black shadow looming over him like a mountain, enveloping him completely and making it hard to breathe.

"Is that all the strength you have?"

Hu Long's slightly disappointed voice rang out.

"What a waste of my time."

As soon as she finished speaking, she reached out to grab him.

This seemingly casual move actually sealed off all avenues of retreat.

Ji Guanhai's mind, which had been clouded by anger, cleared up instantly as if doused with ice water.

The chill of death shot straight up from the tailbone to the top of the head.

There was no time to think.

His flying figure suddenly stopped, and he suddenly became as light as a feather, weightless.

A swish!

Dozens of illusory figures detached from the true body, floating in mid-air in layers, each with a different posture.

Like a phoenix chasing the moon, it is agile and ever-changing.

Some are as swift and unpredictable as swallows skimming the water.

Dozens of figures, in dozens of different poses, layered upon each other, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

This set of footwork is not only elusive and difficult to capture, but it can also use illusory images to confuse the senses and deceive the perception.

Even those of the same rank as him couldn't tell where his true form was.

In the next instant, dozens of phantom figures fled in all directions at the same time, like exploding fireworks, scattering in all directions.

Ji Guanhai's voice rang out simultaneously from all directions, layer upon layer, carrying undisguised resentment and madness.

"You're dead! I'll definitely kill you!"

"And Ji Wudi and Ji Yaoling, how dare you two disregard clan rules and watch outsiders treat your own clan members?" The words abruptly stopped.

It felt like being choked by an invisible giant hand.

The sounds of all the phantoms froze at the same instant.

The air seemed to freeze.

The next moment.

The illusory figures vanished like bubbles, one after another, piece by piece, dozens of figures turning into nothingness and disappearing into thin air.

Only a few dozen meters away, a lone figure hovered motionless in mid-air.

Ji Guanhai couldn't help but lower his head, his gaze falling on his chest.

A dragon claw pierced through his back.

Warm blood stained the black dragon scales, and its five sharp claws were clenched tightly, gripping a ball of blood-red light.

The ball of light was still pulsating, like a heart.

On the surface of the light cluster, countless veins intertwined and connected like roots, one end connecting to the light cluster and the other end connecting to every meridian in Ji Guanhai's body.

That was his Crimson Palace.

The vitality of those in the Yuan Dan realm is beyond that of ordinary people. As long as their heads are not blown apart, even if their hands and feet are broken or their internal organs are displaced, they can recover with their abundant vitality.

But the Crimson Palace is different.

That is the foundation of secret martial arts.

All one's cultivation and life foundation are tied to this.

As the ball of light was slowly pulled out, the tendons snapped one after another, emitting a subtle yet piercing tearing sound.

It felt as if all the life force in the body was being stripped away.

Ji Guanhai stiffly turned his head to look at Hu Long standing behind him.

He opened his mouth, squeezing out broken sounds from his throat, filled with his last resentment and disbelief.

"Dragon Claw Piercing the Clouds—You—"

Those with the Ji family bloodline who reach the Blood Exchange Realm will enter the Dragon Transformation Pool to transform into the blood of a dragon, the most obvious characteristic of which is golden vertical pupils.

Hu Long didn't have that, so why was he able to use the Emperor Dragon Fist?

puff! !

Unfortunately, Hu Long wouldn't explain to him, and suddenly clenched his fist.

The Crimson Palace exploded.

Bang!

The loud bang was like dozens of high-explosive grenades detonating at the same instant.

On the spot, Ji Guanhai's body exploded into a cloud of blood mist, leaving not even a single intact bone behind.

The crimson shockwave surged wildly, and the blood mist spread out, staining the surrounding area within a radius of tens of meters with a faint red hue.

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Hu Long calmly withdrew his arm, without even glancing at it again.

His inner strength flowed throughout his body, yet not a single drop of blood touched him.

Under normal circumstances, Hu Long would place a spiritual imprint on a Yuan Dan realm cultivator.

The reason he killed him was certainly not because the other party insulted him; he wasn't that petty.

The main reason was the faint aura of decay and death emanating from Ji Guanhai.

That's the kind of aura that only appears on the dead.

Considering the information obtained about this person, this old man is older than Ji Wudi.

Moreover, their strength is inferior to that of their opponent.

His lifespan was nearing its end, and considering the life-burning technique he had just used, even if he were released, the other party wouldn't live for more than a few days.

Rather than wasting time branding someone, it's better to just kill them.

If it dies elsewhere, it will waste source value and traffic.

Thinking of this.

He looked at the two people standing to one side.

"Master, setting aside any possible illegitimate children, Ji Guanhai has no direct relatives. He did have some before, but they all died of old age. If we're talking about the whole family, the entire Ji clan would probably have to be included."

Noticing Hu Long's gaze, and thinking that Hu Long was going to kill Ji Guanhai's entire family, Ji Yaoling hesitated for a moment and explained in a low voice.

"I lied to him."

Hu Long waved his hand, his tone indifferent.

"How could I really wipe out his whole family? I'm not that depraved."

"Master, you are so kind!"

Ji Wudi bowed and said, his flattery resounding loudly.

"really."

Ji Yaoling nodded in agreement, her tone serious.

Listening to the two men's back-and-forth flattery, Hu Long's lips twitched slightly, knowing that these two were afraid of getting involved.

Therefore, I couldn't be bothered to pay any more attention to it.

He casually dealt with Ji Guanhai, leaving the mess for Ji Wudi and Ji Yaoling to clean up, and then vanished from the spot in a flash.

A few breaths.

He has returned to the palace where he previously resided.

The palace doors closed, and all was quiet.

Hu Long sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, his mind sinking into his body, beginning to carefully perceive the changes in this body.

From last year to now.

In total, it took almost exactly one year.

Through his continuous efforts and the support of his talent.

Finally, they had reached the pinnacle of this extraordinary system in the world.

This time, he did more than just break through to the Yuan Dan realm.

Instead, he directly entered the third stage of the Yuan Dan realm, the mid-stage of the Crescent Moon realm.

In other words, his cultivation level is now on par with Ji Wudi's.

Although it lacks the blessing of dragon energy and the bloodline of the dragon, it may be slightly inferior in comparison.

But that's not actually the case.

He has too much vegetarian food.

Any skill that can be downloaded and installed is acceptable.

Even without dragon energy, it can still be activated freely.

Just like the Emperor's Dragon Fist can be used even without the blessing of dragon energy.

It won't weaken his power too much.

The fight with Ji Guanhai just now is the best proof of that.

Of course, it would be even better if there were dragon energy present.

Besides.

The changes within him were earth-shattering; his body became even stronger, as if he had undergone a baptism and cleansing.

The bones, flesh, and tendons all gleamed faintly from a third-person perspective.

Upon closer inspection, the area of ​​the Crimson Palace was several times larger than before.

The blood sea, which had dried up due to the condensation of the blood pill, reappeared at this moment, with dark red blood energy surging like a tide, exuding a heavy and oppressive aura.

Above the sea of ​​blood, the Blood Pill hangs high.

The pill's body was dark and dull, but nearly a third of it was covered with dense runes.

Each rune was slowly flowing, radiating a rich, bloody light.

At first glance, it corresponds to the darker areas.

It looked just like a crescent moon hanging high in the night sky.

No wonder this place is named after the moon.

Upon entering the Yuan Dan realm, the most significant change is the fundamental transformation of one's internal energy.

Thinking of this, Hu Long opened his eyes.

The hall was dimly lit. He slowly raised his palm, his five fingers slightly spread.

The next moment.

A ring of crimson light condensed in the palm of his hand, its color so intense it was almost black, yet its edges were tinged with a thin layer of scarlet radiance.

It is completely different from the previous Qi and Blood True Strength.

Upon reaching the Yuan Dan realm, the Qi and Blood True Energy seemed to undergo a complete transformation, becoming more solid and more violent, a state known as Gang Jin.

Not only is the Gang Jin more destructive, but also, because of the Yuan Dan, it ensures that the body's energy is completely unleashed. Even when using full strength, the energy consumption is minimal, and it can be recovered in a very short time.

Moreover, this is not the limit. As far as he knows, the stronger one's strength, the more runes appear on the Yuan Dan. After reaching the Full Moon Realm, the consumption and recovery will even reach a perfect balance.

In other words, as long as the body is healthy, the internal energy is inexhaustible.

However, that's not possible at the moment.

If there's a chance later, I can test my current limits.

Of course, this is on the premise of encountering an enemy who is evenly matched with oneself.

Thinking of this, Hu Long's eyes flickered.

His previous strength was only at the level of blood exchange, which allowed him to fight against opponents of higher levels, but he wasn't very confident in his abilities.

But things are different now.

Now that he has reached the Yuan Dan realm, there are many things he can do, and he no longer needs to be as timid and hesitant as before.

For example, that old bald monk from the Zhao family, the Heavenly Father from Black Reef, and the man in the stone can all be dealt with.

This is a vast, dark, continuous forest nestled among towering mountains.

This mountain range resembles a sleeping giant, with a bulging spine and crisscrossing ravines.

No one would have guessed that a large part of the mountain's interior was hollow.

The dome is made of jagged rock formations, with stalactites hanging down like ribs.

Below, there are countless stone holes, some as large as a hall, others only small enough to turn around in, growing irregularly like anthills following the texture of the rock strata.

Stone steps connect the caves, wooden ladders are used in steep sections, and ropes are used to secure dangerous spots, making the entire village a vertical maze.

This is surprisingly a small mountain village.

There are approximately several dozen households.

At the bottom of the village, the terrain is slightly flat, with an open space about the size of a basketball court, which is the square, and there is also a small lake near the outer edge.

At this moment, in the very center of the lake, a handsome young man stood quietly on the water.

The soles of his shoes barely touched the water, yet he remained completely still and did not sink at all.

It felt as if I was standing on solid ground, not water.

A gentle breeze rippled across the lake, yet his figure remained as steady as a rock.

On the shore, an old woman leaning on a cane and dressed in a long black robe watched this scene, nodding slightly with a hint of satisfaction in her eyes. "Having just broken through to the Strong Body Realm, he has already achieved such a level of control over Transformation Force. This lad's comprehension is indeed extraordinary."

Click!

Suddenly, a faint yet clear cracking sound rang out, as if something had broken apart in the stillness.

—Splash!

The young man suddenly opened his eyes, his body suddenly sank, he lost his balance and fell straight into the water, splashing a large spray of water.

The next moment, the water surface exploded.

The young man leaped into the air from the lake, creating a trail of water, and landed on the shore like a swallow.

Water droplets fell softly from his hair and the corners of his clothes.

"You're distracted, what's wrong?"

The old woman frowned deeply.

"I'm sorry, Third Master, I just heard the jade pendant making a sound."

As Li Yifeng spoke, he hurriedly reached into his robes.

Pull out a necklace with four or five pendants on it.

On one of the crescent-shaped jade pendants, a tiny crack had appeared on the originally smooth and lustrous surface.

Upon seeing this, his expression changed.

"Oh no, something's happened to Xiaozhi!"

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