Tang Dynasty Demon Suppression Division

Without hesitation, Li Yuan pressed down on the demon core and began to absorb it. He knew it wasn't enough, but he had no other choice but to take the risk.

The surging demonic power rushed into his body, his meridians were stretched to the point of bursting by the violent force, and beads of blood seeped from his skin. He was at risk of exploding and dying at any moment.

But he gritted his teeth and persevered.

With the infusion of double the demonic power, the progress of the ninth transformation finally began to slowly advance: four-tenths, five-tenths, six-tenths...

When the project was six-tenths complete, the demon king's core that Mr. Mo had given him was the first to exhaust its power, turning into a pile of dust that scattered between Li Yuan's fingers.

Li Yuan's heart finally died. Although there were many demon cores left, their quality was far inferior to that of a demon king.

But he still began to absorb it without hesitation, taking in all the mixed demonic power contained within.

These demonic powers, each with its own unique attributes, clashed and rampaged through his body, causing waves of tearing pain. Li Yuan felt a sweet taste in his throat, and a mouthful of blood welled up, which he then swallowed back down.

His consciousness began to blur, and his vision went black intermittently. The Yuan Dan in his dantian, riddled with cracks, was frantically absorbing the surging demonic power, but the progress of the ninth transformation seemed to have sunk into a quagmire, with each step forward being incredibly difficult.

When the last demon king-level demon core exhausted its power, the progress of the ninth transformation had only reached two-thirds.

One-third remains.

There is no more demonic power left for Li Yuan to absorb.

His own Yuan Power began to rapidly dissipate, as the Yuan Dan was drawing upon his own magical power to fill the huge gap required for the ninth transformation.

Once his own magical power is drained, the Yuan Dan will begin to draw out his life force until it is completely drained.

For the first time, a genuine sense of despair welled up in Li Yuan's heart.

He thought he was well prepared: two demon king-level demon cores and dozens of demon general-level demon cores. Such reserves were enough to allow any cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Core Formation Realm to easily break through to the Condensation Realm.

But he never expected that his extraordinary meridians and dantian would become a death trap at this moment.

The pill has cracked. If he cannot complete the Nine Revolutions and condense the essence into shattered pill, his cultivation will be completely shattered. At best, his cultivation will be completely ruined, and he will become an ordinary person.

In severe cases, the meridians may be severed, resulting in immediate death.

four years ago.

From transmigrating into the body of a useless boy who was bullied by everyone, to becoming the chief disciple of the Divine Martial Academy, and then to the Golden Badge Demon-Slaying Guard of the Demon Suppression Division, he is now standing at the threshold of the Condensation Realm.

Everything from the past four years flashed through his mind.

The boy in my memory, who always cowered in the corner trembling, mustered his courage, picked up a knife, and began to fight against fate, step by step carving out his own path.

Scenes flashed before his eyes: Liu Hongyan, Mr. Mo, Aji, Shen Lian, Wu Yu, Chu Yunhe... They had fought side by side and shared life and death.

No, he absolutely cannot fall.

He still has an unfinished mission, and there are still people waiting for him to protect.

"Aaaaaah—!"

Li Yuan looked up and let out a cry of unwillingness.

That shout was filled with resentment and resistance against this fate!

Deep within his consciousness, the silent bronze palace seemed to sense the cry in his heart, and the serpentine mark on the gate gradually lit up.

Li's figure slowly emerged. It sensed Li Yuan's desperate situation, but it did not make any move, only coldly looking down at him.

Yan Ji, standing in front of him, had clearly noticed his predicament, but merely frowned and glanced at him without moving an inch.

If Li Yuan can't even overcome this small hurdle, then he's not qualified to be his own master.

At the critical moment of life and death, Li Yuan's consciousness became clearer than ever before.

The noisy thoughts and chaotic ideas in my mind all fell silent at this moment, leaving a clear and empty space, and my thinking became exceptionally clear.

Countless inspirations flashed through his mind, and time seemed to stand still. Li Yuan quickly sifted through them one by one. He had to find a solution to the problem, or there would be no future.

Finding the most suitable solution from a vast sea of ​​inspiration is like finding a needle in a haystack.

But Li Yuan did not give up. Even if there was only a one in ten million chance, he would never give up.

Suddenly, a glimmer of starlight flashed by, and Li Yuan's spirits lifted; he quickly grabbed it.

It is the stars.

By the way, doesn't he possess the power of the stars? Since he can use it for combat, why can't he use it to advance in rank?

The problem now is that, given his current level, the amount of stellar power he can borrow is limited, and at most it can only be used for short-term battles. If he wants to advance, he is far from being able to do so.

To obtain more stellar power, unless...

He looked up at the cave ceiling. Unless he could travel through the void and communicate with the stars directly with his consciousness to borrow the power of a star's origin, he knew he wouldn't be able to do anything.

However, doing so is too risky. While it is true that the spirit can leave the body at the Condensation Realm, the distance is at most a few dozen feet. Any further and there is a risk that it will not be able to return to the body.

Moreover, he is now going to communicate with the stars in the sky, which is more than tens of millions of miles away. Other cultivators would not even dare to think about it.

But Li Yuan was not without support. His soul came from the future, had been baptized by gunfire, had traveled through the Milky Way, and had been tested by the long river of time.

As long as he can hold onto the last vestige of clarity in his heart, he will find his way back and will not get lost in the vast sea of ​​stars.

Thinking of this, he decisively released control of his body, letting his consciousness leave his body and turn into a wisp of green smoke.

Time was of the essence, and with his internal energy dwindling, he had no choice but to fight for his life.

His divine sense slowly circled his body, and the nameless blade emitted a soft hum. Yan Ji looked up at him expressionlessly, neither stopping him nor expressing his approval.

Li Yuan smiled at him, then ascended, passing through the cave ceiling and arriving at Luoyan Peak. He scanned the area with his divine sense and saw several small demons in the distance, spying on them.

He looked up at the sky. It was already late at night, and the moon and stars were few. He completely released his consciousness, transformed into a streak of light, and shot towards the starry sky.

The distance of thousands of miles was covered in an instant. Li Yuan wandered among the stars, trying to communicate with the stars around him.

Although Li Yuan himself possessed the power of stars, countless stars, eternally silent, did not resonate with him; they all coldly rejected him.

Li Yuan felt a surge of anxiety. He had thought that as long as he released his divine sense, he could easily borrow the power of the stars.

Only now has he realized that things are not as easy as he imagined.

He traversed the Milky Way, searching for his own star. Stars of all colors flew past him, and as time passed, Li Yuan's heart grew heavier.

With a faint sense of perception, he felt the Yuan energy within his body rapidly dissipating.

Just when he was in despair, a strange feeling welled up in his heart, as if something was calling to him from the depths of his soul.

He subconsciously looked up and gazed at the vast sea of ​​stars, but the feeling of being watched became even clearer.

Without hesitation, Li Yuan flew swiftly in that direction. He didn't linger, following the guidance of fate without looking back.