I am in Yellow Maple Valley, and I have a demonic beast clone!

Chapter Fifty: The Fifth Level of the Hundred Beasts Tempering Body Technique! Beast Spirit Seal! A Core Formation Cultivator's Cave!

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Back in his cave, Zhou Ding immediately began preparations.

He had already mastered the fifth level of the "Hundred Beasts Body Forging Technique".

Once this level of cultivation is successfully completed, one can begin to cultivate a new combat technique.

Beast Spirit Seal.

This technique uses the primordial spirit of a demon beast as a guide to condense a spiritual seal, which is then stored within the body.

During battle, you can summon phantom beasts to assist you, and their power is astonishing.

Zhou Ding took out the crimson demon beast's primordial spirit from the Soul-Gathering Pearl.

As soon as the primordial spirit left the Soul-Gathering Pearl, it began to struggle violently, emitting a silent roar.

The oppressive aura of that level-three demonic beast caused the air in the entire quiet room to distort slightly.

But Zhou Ding was prepared.

He formed hand seals and began refining the primordial spirit according to the techniques recorded in the "Hundred Beasts Body Forging Technique".

One incantation after another was cast into the primordial spirit, and the crimson phantom gradually stopped struggling and began to slowly shrink and condense.

The intense heat grew stronger and stronger, almost setting the entire quiet room ablaze.

Zhou Ding's forehead was covered in a fine sweat, but his hands remained steady, performing one incantation after another without stopping.

Time passed day by day.

Three days.

Seven days.

fifteen days.

This day—

"roar--!!!"

A deafening tiger's roar suddenly rang out in the quiet room!

The whistling sound was extremely penetrating, making the entire cave resonate. If it weren't for the array that blocked it, it could probably be heard from several miles away!

Zhou Ding opened his eyes, a flash of crimson light appearing in them.

Above the dantian, a fist-sized, crimson spirit seal with faint tiger-shaped stripes floated quietly.

The spirit seal exuded the unique pressure of a level three demon beast, yet it blended perfectly with Zhou Ding's aura, as if they were originally one.

The Beast Spirit Seal is complete!

Zhou Ding's mind stirred—

His aura suddenly became extremely violent!

A wave of intense heat emanated from him and spread outwards!

A gigantic and majestic phantom of a Crimson Flame Tiger slowly materialized behind him!

The phantom was about ten feet tall, entirely crimson, with flames swirling on its fur.

Its golden eyes gleamed, and it opened its massive maw, revealing sharp fangs, as it let out a deep roar—

"roar……"

The oppressive aura of a level-three demonic beast was released without reservation!

Zhou Ding felt the surging power behind him, and an indescribable excitement welled up in his heart.

This phantom of the Crimson Tiger possesses the strength of a level three demonic beast!

Although the duration is only the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and it needs to absorb spiritual energy to recover each time it is summoned.

But a stick of incense is enough to end a battle.

Zhou Ding took a deep breath and made another thought.

The phantom of the Crimson Tiger slowly dissipated, transforming back into the crimson spirit seal, which hovered above the dantian.

The spiritual seal flickered slightly and began to slowly absorb the surrounding spiritual energy, accumulating energy for the next summoning.

Zhou Ding nodded in satisfaction.

With this trump card in hand, his combat power has reached a new level.

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Time continued to pass.

Six months later.

Northern part of the Taiyue Mountains.

This place is remote and sparsely populated.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, only some low-level demonic beasts appear, and almost no cultivators set foot there.

Zhou Ding concealed his aura and slowly made his way through the dense forest.

Deep underground, Xiao Jin was using his Earth Listening Technique to continuously scan everything around him.

Sudden--

Zhou Ding paused in his steps.

In my mind, Xiao Jin's feedback conveyed clear information—

There are fluctuations in the formation about five miles ahead!

The fluctuation was extremely weak; if not for the precise detection of the Earth Listening Technique, one might mistake it for something else entirely. (Do you enjoy fantasy novels?)

"Could it be a cultivator's cave dwelling?"

Zhou Ding felt a chill and manipulated Little Gold to move closer to that direction.

A moment later, clearer information came in.

It was a cave dwelling shrouded in an array.

The formation was set up in an extremely concealed manner, blending perfectly with the surrounding environment. If it weren't for Xiao Jin's Earth Listening Technique, which allowed him to perceive the formation on a physical level, it would have been impossible to detect it.

and--

There was no sign of life within the formation.

Is the owner not home?

Or... has it already perished?

Zhou Ding wasn't sure.

He approached quietly, concealing his presence, and hid behind a boulder outside the cave, carefully examining the formation.

This is a complex formation that combines concealment, defense, and alertness.

The technique was skillful and the layout ingenious; it was something that no ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator could have set up.

But in Zhou Ding's view...

The spiritual energy of this formation has dissipated and its fluctuations are weak, clearly indicating that it has been neglected for many years and has lost its original power.

It's obvious that it hasn't been maintained for a long time.

Zhou Ding had found the answer in his heart.

The owner of this cave dwelling has most likely already perished.

Without further hesitation, he unleashed the golden blade.

"boom!"

The golden sword light slammed into the array's light barrier!

The already fragile array light barrier fluctuated violently, and the runes flashed wildly, but ultimately it was powerless to reverse the situation.

It lasted for less than three breaths before it shattered with a "crack" and dissipated into specks of spiritual light.

Zhou Ding slipped into the cave.

The cave is very large.

It was bigger than he had imagined.

After passing through a long passageway, the view suddenly opened up before me.

A gigantic cave dwelling, covering an area of ​​several tens of feet square, appeared before him.

The hall, quiet room, alchemy room, weapon forging room, herb field... it has everything.

Zhou Ding did not rush to loot, but first released Xiao Jin to keep watch underground.

He then slowly walked towards the medicinal herb field.

The medicinal field was about three zhang square and was shrouded in a thin layer of restriction.

The restriction had also fallen into disrepair over the years, greatly reducing its power, and Zhou Ding easily broke it with a single sword strike.

A rich aroma of herbs wafts towards you!

In the medicinal herb field, dozens of medicinal herbs grow in a well-organized manner!

Zhou Ding's pupils contracted slightly, and his breathing became a little more rapid.

Three 500-year-old purple cloud grass plants!

Two Jade Spirit Flowers, each 600 years old!

A single Xuan Yuan Fruit, seven hundred years old!

There are also 400-year-old blood ginseng, 500-year-old black ginseng, and 600-year-old he shou wu...

The one in the very center made Zhou Ding's heart skip a beat—

It was an old tree, entirely golden, with leaves like dragon scales, and a fist-sized golden fruit at its top.

Thousand-Year Golden Scale Fruit!

A miraculous medicine that has lasted for millennia!

This spiritual herb is of great use even to Core Formation cultivators!

Zhou Ding took a deep breath, suppressing the urge to pick the fruit immediately, and turned to walk towards other areas.

There was only one alchemy furnace in the alchemy room.

The alchemy furnace was entirely purplish-red, with three legs and two handles. Its body was engraved with intricate cloud patterns, and a faint spiritual light flowed around it, clearly indicating that it was a top-grade alchemy furnace.

The weapon-refining room was completely empty.

Finally, he arrived at a tightly closed stone chamber.

Push open the door—

A skeleton sat cross-legged on a futon in the center of the stone chamber.

The skeleton, dressed in a gray Taoist robe, had long since weathered away, leaving only its frame.

Judging from the posture of the skeleton, this person passed away peacefully, and should have died from exhaustion of lifespan.

Beside the skeleton lay a dusty, gray storage bag.

Zhou Ding picked up the storage bag and probed it with his divine sense.

A moment later, he looked up, a look of shock flashing in his eyes.

The owner of this cave dwelling was indeed a Core Formation cultivator.

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