This Dao Ancestor is too young.

"Blood of demons and gods?"

Zhang Yuanzhu recalled the golden blood stained on the robes of the being who had appeared earlier, indicating that it had been through a fierce battle.

The underworld doesn't seem to be as peaceful as one might imagine; battles and life-or-death struggles still exist.

Moreover, this golden blood showed no signs of fluctuation, as if it did not exist, which is why he ignored it when he ascended the altar.

The boy reached out, a ray of azure light blooming and covering his five fingers, reaching towards the crimson.

The moment the light touched the blood, it was extinguished inch by inch.

Zhang Yuanzhu abruptly withdrew his palm, and the water and moonlight tried to collect the golden blood, but all of them were extinguished.

"It seems to possess the ability to break magic."

The boy's eyes were solemn. Anything formed by magic or power would disintegrate upon contact with the golden blood.

This principle applies not only to him but also to other living beings. If used in battles against enemies, it may be able to catch them off guard and kill a formidable foe.

Finally, he drew his magic sword and carved a stone jar out of the altar before collecting the golden blood and releasing it into his storage bag.

Only then did Zhang Yuanzhu turn his gaze downwards, where several demonic cultivator corpses lay sprawled on the ground.

He leaped down, came to the remains, and began to search them carefully.

Soon, a bottle of pills and a few spirit stones were looted.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked at the spiritual object in front of him and frowned slightly. Are demonic cultivators this poor?

As a Qi Refining cultivator, he didn't even have a storage bag, nor did he have many spirit stones. The only thing that seemed relatively valuable was this bottle of pills.

Lost in thought, he put away the spirit stone, pulled the porcelain bottle in front of him, and examined it carefully.

The bottom of the bottle is engraved with the Azure Cloud pattern, which is the mark of the Azure Cloud Chamber of Commerce. If it is counterfeited, it will inevitably be hunted down by the Azure Cloud Chamber of Commerce until death.

There was another layer of restriction at the mouth of the bottle, which did not have much sealing power, but it was a mark that the pill had never been opened.

The next moment, with a flick of the fingertip, the porcelain bottle opened, and a spicy aroma wafted out.

His blood and qi surged throughout his body, and the magical power within his dantian also accelerated its circulation.

"Essence to enhance magical power."

Zhang Yuanzhu lowered his gaze, looking at the scarlet pill in the bottle.

His eyes flickered slightly, but he put the tube back in, not intending to take it now.

The demonic cultivator is cunning; we still need to try some things before consuming it.

The boy scanned his surroundings to make sure he hadn't missed anything, but then decided not to venture any deeper into the abyss.

After all, we had already obtained enough information through our conversation with the ghosts and spirits.

He planned to find a secluded place to go into seclusion and convert the resources he had acquired during this period into combat power.

Having made his decision, Zhang Yuanzhu no longer hesitated.

With a burst of speed from the balls of his feet, he sprinted away into the distance.

Soon, he ventured deep into the mountains and stopped in front of a pool of water.

The pool is tranquil, and the banks are adorned with greenery and signs of life.

After looking around, Zhang Yuanzhu nodded in satisfaction and strode towards the pool.

Splash~ Splash~

The water flowed automatically, revealing the damp bottom of the pool.

A sky-blue light emanated from the soles of his feet, tearing through the mud and dissolving the rubble, carrying the boy as he slowly sank into the earth.

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the young man had carved out a cave dwelling at the bottom of the pool.

The cave dwelling was simple and dark, serving only as a place for cultivation and seclusion, and contained no furniture.

Then, he took out several spirit stones from his pocket and embedded them around the cave walls, which emitted a bright white light and dispelled the darkness.

"Nice environment!"

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered.

Compared to when they were fleeing, the environment in the cave is now acceptable.

He sat cross-legged, took out the jade slip containing the "Sky Eagle Sword Technique" from his bosom, and began to read and study the essence of each sentence.

Half an hour later, the young man put down the jade slip, raised his palm, and put his five fingers together.

He thrust out suddenly.

Boo!

Like a hawk soaring through the sky, hunting its prey with swiftness and ferocity.

It resembled a sword thrusting out, or even an eagle's claw reaching out.

Zhang Yuanzhu thrust out with his palm, his brow furrowing slightly as he pondered his previous sword strike.

The next moment, his fingertips closed and slashed out again.

Boom~

The air roared, a rolling shockwave was generated, and a narrow sword mark was left on the ground.

He practiced the "Sky Eagle Sword Technique" repeatedly, using his palms as swords, and eventually even unleashed his supernatural powers, relying on this sword technique to fight against those who passed by.

Every minute, every second, the boy's understanding of swordsmanship deepened.

About an hour later, he stopped practicing his swordsmanship, took out the "Moonlight Protection Technique," activated its supernatural power, and continuously tried to comprehend the cultivation method of this technique.

After an unknown amount of time, a ray of moonlight pierced through the cave and fell down, rubbing against flesh and blood.

"The Moonlit Body Protection Technique is more profound than I imagined. If it were to be transformed into a spell pattern, it would be equally effective for both body refinement and the combination of spells I conjure."

Zhang Yuanzhu spoke softly, raised his palm, and a stream of water appeared.

The water surged and splashed, with wisps of mist spreading across its surface.

In the blink of an eye, the moonlight rose from the end of the stream, like a bright moon, casting rays of light.

Exquisitely beautiful, it's breathtaking.

"The great river roars, the bright moon rises, illuminating the mountains and rivers; this is..."

"The bright moon rises over the sea!"

This was the combination spell he conceived, based on water control and with moonlight protection as its branches, constantly condensing new spell patterns and adding them to it, transforming it into a killing technique.

At that time, the vast blue sea will engulf all enemies, the bright moon will rise in the sky, and mountains and rivers will be destroyed.

However, this art of killing is still in the planning stages and requires continuous experimentation.

With a thought, the moonlight in his palm dissipated, and the river vanished.

He continued to study the Moon Essence Protection Technique.

Afterwards, he took out the pills he had obtained from the demonic cultivator, caught a few fish outside the cave to test the medicine, and after several attempts, he was relieved to confirm that there were no problems.

After that, Zhang Yuanzhu practiced the "Nine Netherworlds Scripture" and consumed elixirs during the day to improve his cultivation.

He practices magic and swordsmanship at night.

In the dead of night, he activated his supernatural power, "Great Dream of a Thousand Autumns," to fight against various opponents and comprehend their magical power.

He did this day after day, without ever slacking off.

While Zhang Yuanzhu was immersed in cultivation, hundreds of miles away, outside a dilapidated city.

Tower! Tower! Tower!

The crisp sound of footsteps came from afar.

It was a girl dressed in a black dress, coming from the ends of the earth.

The girl was young, graceful and beautiful, with a curvaceous figure, flowing black hair, a bright and intelligent look on her fair forehead, and lively eyes, like an ethereal fairy.

Beautiful and transcendent.

She looked up at the ruined city, the two characters "Jiaoyuan" above the city gate stained with specks of blood.

"The methods of a low-level demonic cultivator are rather crude."

The young girl chuckled softly, her lotus-like steps graceful as she entered the city and headed towards the city lord's mansion.

Neither ordinary people nor cultivators seemed to notice the girl; they were all busy with their own affairs.

Tower~

The girl stood amidst the ruins, her slender hand outstretched, gently beckoning.

A wisp of invisible energy rose from the ruins, landed in the palm of his hand, and listened to the prayers and reverence of the people around him.

Her eyes curved slightly, like crescent moons, carrying a smile.

"You are always too soft-hearted and value worldly matters too much. How can you possibly compete with those great demons?"

She turned around, her beautiful eyes sweeping over the people.

The next moment, wisps of purple mist bloomed from the woman's body, spreading rapidly and blurring her emotions and inverting her desires.

As the girl walked forward, purple mist swept across the city like smoke and clouds.