Extracting all things: My attributes grow infinitely.

The bright light and divine rainbow on the cave's dome gradually dissipated, and the surging vortex of spiritual energy slowly faded away hundreds of feet in the air, as if a grand celestial phenomenon had finally come to an end.

Jiang Chuan sat cross-legged in the center of the cave, his body enveloped in a faint, blazing white light.

He slowly opened his eyes, and the phantom of the crimson-gold flame deep in his pupils flashed and disappeared.

Then it disappeared.

Within his dantian, the [Furnace Qi] burned quietly, like a miniature sun, emitting a scorching aura ten times more intense than the previous four Grade 3 Furnace Qi combined.

"Second grade, second rank".

Jiang Chuan murmured these four words, then nodded almost imperceptibly.

enough.

Even someone as powerful as the Crimson Blaze True Lord only possessed a second-grade, fourth-level primordial fire spirit.

His "Qi in the Furnace" is a full half grade higher than the primordial Qi of a True Lord.

What more could you want?

Jiang Chuan stood up.

He carefully felt the power within his body that was completely different from before.

Previously, he was at best a pseudo-Qi cultivator.

He has the realm of cultivation but lacks the original Qi; his fighting relies entirely on magical artifacts and supernatural abilities borrowed from his servants to put on a show.

When they encountered a tough opponent like Shen Henian, the beam of light that measured the heavens couldn't suppress his extraordinary abilities, and they almost crashed.

It is different now.

He also acquired his own unique divine power—[Tomorrow's Day]!

Jiang Chuan raised his hand, and a ball of blazing white light silently ignited in his palm.

The light was so pure and intense, like a blazing sun fallen to earth held in his hand.

The temperature inside the cave suddenly soared, and the stone slabs on the ground began to soften, emitting a hissing, scorching sound.

He withdrew his hand with satisfaction.

With his current cultivation level, combined with this second-grade, second-level primordial divine power, and further enhanced by the triple form of the superior-grade spiritual artifact, the Starry Sky Treasure Mirror, he should have no problem directly confronting a sixth-level Qi Refining cultivator.

If the suppressive effect of the Heavenly Light is added, even a Qi Refining Stage 7 might not be unable to put up a fight!

But what truly surprised him was not the improvement in combat power.

Rather, it's an advancement in cultivation.

The Blood God Transformation Technique is completely different from the ordinary path of cultivation.

Ordinary cultivators need to undergo nine rounds of refinement from absorbing Qi to practicing Qi. Each step requires absorbing a piece of innate spiritual energy that matches their affinity. Not only is it time-consuming and laborious, but a slight mistake can cause them to get stuck at a bottleneck for decades without making any progress.

But he doesn't need it.

That second-grade, second-level furnace energy had directly shaped his original energy.

Once you accumulate enough cultivation, you can naturally ascend to a higher realm.

Just like now, from the completion of Body Tempering to the fifth level of Qi Refining.

Achieve it in one step!

"At least a hundred years of arduous cultivation has been saved...!"

Jiang Chuan muttered to himself, then suppressed the smile on his face. The joy of the breakthrough had not yet dissipated when a feeling that something was not right rose in his heart.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

He can no longer sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

After a Qi Refining cultivator breaks through to the next level, their Dharma Body merges with their primordial Qi, and they should be able to clearly perceive the spiritual energy tides that permeate the world.

But as he stood there, the surrounding space was as quiet as a stagnant pool, and he could not sense the presence of any spiritual energy.

"It's a spiritual root..."

Jiang Chuan quickly realized what was happening.

He has not yet absorbed the spiritual root.

Without spiritual roots, the Dharma body has no bridge to communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

He had anticipated this problem.

He had accumulated quite a few top-grade three-element spiritual roots; he could simply choose a suitable one to integrate.

Jiang Chuan's expression remained solemn because, in addition to not being able to sense any spiritual energy, an extremely strange and obscure feeling had descended upon him out of nowhere!

The feeling was intangible and intangible, as if a gaze from the heavens above was coldly watching him!

A chill suddenly rose in Jiang Chuan's heart.

The primordial energy in his dantian trembled violently, and his physical body began to tremble uncontrollably, with every inch of his flesh and blood issuing a silent warning.

I can no longer continue my cultivation!

The warning came strangely, yet was crystal clear.

It was as if this world was warning him that if he took another half step forward and continued to improve his cultivation, a great calamity would surely befall him!

A fine layer of cold sweat appeared on Jiang Chuan's forehead, and his face changed from pale to bluish-white.

He took a deep breath and forcefully suppressed the surging true energy within his body. Only then did the cold and obscure feeling gradually fade away, sliding down his body like a tide.

Silence returned to the cave.

Jiang Chuan stood there, his expression shifting between light and dark.

"The same Dharma cannot be practiced by the same person."

He slowly exhaled.

He finally experienced firsthand the root cause of the collapse of the ancient cultivation civilization in the Origin Realm, the curse that cultivators in the Heavenly Chapter Realm feared.

The "True Fire Refining Manual of the Sun's Crown," this ancient cultivation method that he brought from the Origin Realm to the Heavenly Chapter Realm, is indeed being practiced by others!

Moreover, the other party's cultivation level was far above his, and he had already taken the "position" of this technique!

He had only just entered the Qi Refining stage when he was already identified as a "fellow cultivator".

The higher one's cultivation level.

The stronger the rule-based suppression, the better!

If he hadn't stopped and continued circulating the "Corona True Fire Alchemy Record," the other party would probably have sensed his presence by now...

Jiang Chuan remained silent for a long time before slowly exhaling a breath of stale air.

"fine."

He muttered to himself, a hint of relief in his voice, "I never intended to cultivate on my own in the first place."

This is his core advantage.

Ordinary cultivators are locked in by the rule that "the same method cannot be practiced by the same person," and their cultivation can no longer advance even an inch.

We can only try our best to find that fellow practitioner.

Kill him.

To reclaim their right to cultivate.

However, he didn't need to search for fellow cultivators like needles in a haystack, nor did he need to risk killing them. He could simply sit back and wait for his servants to report back on his cultivation level!

"The heretical path is indeed the righteous path!"

……

The clouds are ethereal, and the mist is like a veil.

A dozen or so figures sat cross-legged on the white jade platform, their bodies radiating spiritual light, clearly all of them cultivators with considerable strength.

One of them suddenly changed his expression.

His Taoist robes fluttered without wind, and his aura surged uncontrollably. Crimson-gold flames erupted from his body, scorching the surrounding clouds with a hissing sound.

"puff……!"

The man spat out a jet of blood, his face instantly turning ashen. His fellow cultivators nearby opened their eyes in shock, but none dared to step forward.

"What happened?"

"This aura... it's the backlash from my cultivation technique!"

Just as everyone was at a loss, an old and calm voice came from the depths of the clouds.

Don't panic.

The clouds parted on their own, revealing an elderly man with an air of otherworldly wisdom, holding a whisk and stepping slowly out on auspicious clouds.

His hair and beard were all white, his face was thin, but his eyes shone like stars, as if they could see through all the illusions of the world.

The old man's gaze fell on the man engulfed in flames, and he raised an eyebrow slightly.

He stretched out his withered fingers and made some quick calculations in the air.

Suddenly, a soft "Eh" was heard.

"Interesting," he muttered to himself. "Someone actually intervened to cover up the secrets for him."

The man, whose body was engulfed in flames, endured the searing pain surging within him.

Struggling, he knelt on the ground, pleading, "Master, please save me!"

The old man gently flicked his whisk, and a beam of clear light swept across the cultivator's head, forcibly suppressing the raging fire within his body.

The man felt as if he had been granted a pardon, panting heavily, his clothes soaked with cold sweat.

"Someone is practicing the same cultivation method as you."

The old man's voice was flat.

The cultivator raised his head, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes, which then transformed into icy killing intent: "Please enlighten me, Master!"

"This person should be in the Northern Immortal Alliance."

The old man flicked his whisk again, and a pale golden talisman flew out from his sleeve and landed in the cultivator's palm: "Find that person, kill him, and your path to cultivation may still have a glimmer of hope."

The man held the talisman in both hands and kowtowed deeply.

He stood up, and the suppressed fire around him reignited, but this time it did not go berserk; instead, it gently receded back into his body.

boom……!

An immense, suffocating pressure erupted from his body.

The Qi cultivation has been completed.

The surrounding sea of ​​clouds surged violently under the oppressive force, and the white jade platform trembled slightly.

He clasped his hands in a fist and bowed deeply in the direction of the old man. Then, his figure transformed into a long, crimson-gold rainbow, breaking through the sea of ​​clouds and speeding toward the northern horizon.