From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

A bead of cold sweat trickled down Zhang Zhiwei's forehead.

If he had been a fraction of a second slower, his hand would have been broken!

Although he couldn't unleash his powers without restraint in this underworld space, even just covering his palm with a layer of golden light provided a momentary defensive force that was no weaker than the Golden Light Spell activated in the outside world.

It can still be cut—

Even if he could unleash his abilities without restraint, using his body as a talisman to cast the Lightning Spell, he probably still couldn't defend against this radiant light that seemed capable of cutting everything apart.

"You're really not qualified to be a protector!"

Jiang Liu straightened up, glanced at Zhang Zhiwei who had almost tricked him, and with a thought, the azure dragon and white dragon under the spiritual light of the Niwan Ancestral Aperture emerged from his Yintang and disappeared into the golden coiled dragon patterns at both ends of the iron rod, causing the rod to levitate and fall into Zhao Yingkong's hands.

Regarding stick techniques.

Zhao Yingkong had no expertise in this area; her forte was daggers, a type of short-range weapon used for assassination. Moreover, a 13.5-pound iron rod was far too unsuitable for a petite girl like her.

The moment the staff came into her hands, before Zhao Yingkong could refuse, her hands seemed to be drawn to the staff. A strange power entered her heart and abdomen, helping her to open her Ren and Du meridians, circulate her nine orifices, and open her eight meridians. She was able to mobilize the Qi in her body, and her hands seemed to become an extension of her own arms, as if she were wielding them.

Unlike Jiang Liu's simple, crude, and potentially exhausting method of helping Qi Tengyi and Lu Renjia control their Qi, Zhao Yingkong did not have such side effects.

Without him.

Because of the ghosts and monsters in the Jiangliu Nanwu Temple area, he fought his way to the top of the mountain, killing countless ghosts and monsters blocking his way. He then comprehended the principles of the Nine Revolutions of the Daoist alchemy, which transforms the five elements into the six qi, and also understood the power of the four seasons' fire control. He was able to help others embark on the path of cultivation.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Yingkong's internal energy circulated nine times, and in an instant, he gained the cultivation level that an ordinary extraordinary person would achieve in about twenty years.

This level of cultivation was not directly taught by Jiang Liu, but rather obtained by refining her own life force through the iron rod.

of course.

It is also because Zhao Yingkong is exceptionally talented, even extraordinary. Her main personality has reached the fourth level of gene lock. She appears soft, but her physical strength is unmatched by ordinary people. Therefore, she was able to undergo a complete transformation in an instant and gain the benefits of twenty years of cultivation!

"Don't blame me!"

Zhang Zhiwei's attention was entirely focused on the woman in black and white. Without turning his head, he replied to Jiang Liu, "The opponent is not strong, but her abilities are too strange. Moreover, she has a spiritual realm, so she is immortal!"

And this cutting ability is just too incredible!

I don't possess your 'Eight-Nine Arcane Arts,' and the Golden Light Mantra isn't truly indestructible. If I get hit, my hand really will break!

But Zhao Yingkong rushed out wielding a steel rod.

"That speed!"

Zhang Zhiwei was startled, realizing what Jiang Liu had done, and said solemnly, "Won't this deplete her potential? You actually know such evil magic!"

How little do you trust me?

It won't overdraw its potential!

Besides, what she and Zheng Zha and his gang fear least is overdrawing their potential. Haven't you already experienced Zheng Zha's explosive power? Their training is practically risking their lives!

After Jiang Liu finished speaking, he revealed the first three stages of the gene lock system they were cultivating.

"Genes? Gene lock?"

Upon hearing about this method of obtaining power from life itself, Zhang Zhiwei felt a headache coming on and exclaimed, "A method devised from Western scientific theories? It doesn't look like a righteous method; it looks more like something used to fight to the death?"

"You've seen the Triple Rebirth of the Trinity Sect. Don't you think it's somewhat similar to the first, second, and third stages of the Gene Lock?" Jiang Liu asked, referring to the Triple Rebirth.

"You mean, this gene lock can complete the triple reversal of life?" Zhang Zhiwei was surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, how could such an explosive process complete the triple reversal of life?

At most, it's just—

"It simply makes each of the three levels of Reverse Life more powerful."

Jiang Liu's thoughts were almost identical to Zhang Zhiwei's: "The fourth stage is different; it involves the spiritual level, so it's worth learning from."

The only pity is that Zheng Zha and the others didn't know much about the fourth stage...

However, it still gave me some inspiration, allowing me to further complete my Qi cultivation system.

As they were talking.

Zhao Yingkong has already engaged in combat with the woman in black and white.

At first, she hesitated.

Although she is only a secondary personality, she has her own unique will and is not merely an appendage used by the main personality to escape reality. She also has her own personal emotions and will not stand idly by or be indifferent to those she acknowledges.

The Black Lady was a friend she made in this world—although she cut off the Black Lady's head without saying a word when they first met.

But now.

The black-clad woman and the white-clad woman had lifeless eyes and deadly moves. Using the spiritual realm of black and white, they continuously released circular light to cut and create swords, spears, and halberds, rushing towards her. She could only rely on the feeling transmitted by the iron rod to step forward and meet the enemy, defeating them first.

Even though Zhao Yingkong didn't understand cultivation, she knew that the Black Lady and the White Lady were not in a good state, like puppets being controlled.

So she showed no mercy.

[It seems that with the existence of a spiritual realm, as long as their bodies aren't completely destroyed, the Black Lady and the White Lady won't truly die!]

Thus, a bloody battle officially began, which was:

Sakura, wielding her staff, was filled with fighting spirit; the girl, lost in a daze, became unpredictable. At first, she dodged and weaved through a sea of ​​fire; later, she leaped and bounded over a mountain of knives.

The staff controls the body's vital energy, which surges forth, imbuing the realm with spiritual power and extraordinary abilities. Its force transforms into a dragon shape, stirring lava; its light splits into three points, folding into swords and knives.

Both sides fought to the death, but the outcome was uncertain!

The two sides fought for thirty rounds without a clear victor.

Zhao Ying moved with the staff, becoming increasingly exhilarated with each strike. Ignoring the energy expenditure, she activated her first-tier gene lock, revealing her unmistakable fighting instincts. As the staff twirled in her hands, dragon patterns coiled around it, roaring as a blue dragon and a white dragon soared into the sky.

Before the Black and White Lady could activate her spiritual domain again, she swiftly slashed at them, shredding their heads to dust the instant she passed through their necks, leaving only two "headless corpses" swept by the two dragon tails onto the cliffs by the sea of ​​fire.

# Chapter 389 Accomplices

After using this move, Zhao Yingkong exhausted all her Qi and closed her first-level gene lock, causing her to fall straight down into the sea of ​​fire below.

Fortunately, the Azure Dragon and the White Dragon turned back and, just before Zhao Yingkong was about to fall into the lava, caught the iron rod and brought her to Jiang Liu's side.

Boom!

Zhao Yingkong collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily, her chest heaving.

The battle had been so intense that the strips of cloth wrapped around the inside of her clothes had come loose, revealing her truly open-minded nature.

"You really can't give me this stick?"

Zhang Zhiwei reached for the iron rod, but the rod floated up on its own, tapped his arm, and then moved around to Jiang Liu's back.

Afterwards, the spirits of the Azure Dragon and the White Dragon returned to the Niwan Ancestral Aperture of the River Flow, accompanied by that sincere spiritual light.

"No."

Jiang Liu flatly refused, and then said in a cheeky tone, "If you had put in the effort just now, I might have generously lent it to you to play with."

Unfortunately—

You can't even stop a single circular beam of light.

"Ha ha!"

Zhang Zhiwei chuckled awkwardly, noticing that the black-and-white woman's "headless corpse" stood upright, continuously gathering the surrounding yin energy and visibly creating two identical heads. Even the two round hats with the words "Instant Wealth" and "Peace Under Heaven" written on them were perfectly replicated. He couldn't help but guess, "This ability can only work in the ghost realm, right?"

"That's not necessarily true."

Jiang Liu, who had mastered the radiance of the spiritual realm of the earth and bestowed upon it the title of Empress Houtu with a portion of his own soul and spirit, did not think so.

"I almost forgot, you, like that senior Si Chong, also cultivated the Reverse Life Triple, and you even modified it into the Reverse Life Ninth with your innate ability. Now you can also gather form and disperse qi."

Zhang Zhiwei slapped his forehead, suddenly thinking of the "Eight-Nine Arcane Arts" technique.

Jiang Liu did not explain, but slowly got up. Houtu Huangdiqi also came to his side and withdrew the six rays of light.

Looking at the sea of ​​fire and lava, the monsters within have already been "exorcised" by Jiang Liu.

Although some soldiers' corpses were still stuck in the mountain of knives, binding their spirits, Jiang Liu did not intend to send them to the afterlife.

reason?

The monsters inside the lava once "carried" him to the Hall of the Underworld. Jiang Liu had said he would help them find liberation, and now he was simply fulfilling his promise.

What kindness did the smiling tiger's soldiers show him?

Don't save them!

Achieving a state of non-discrimination is not easy...

The path of cultivation in the secret passage is long and arduous, so Jiang Liu gestured to Houtu Huangdizhi.

The latter understood immediately, raised his hand and aimed it at the woman in black and white. Three black dots appeared in his palm, the three dots were fixed, and a yin-yang symbol appeared in the center.

In an instant.

The bodies of the woman in black and the woman in white suddenly convulsed, and their eyes, which had been dull and had white pupils, returned to their original clarity.

Houtu Huangdiqi is a deity who, based on the spiritual essence and radiance of the earth, completes the enfeoffment with his own spirit and soul.

Within this space, one can naturally control this ability.

The principle behind the ability of the spiritual realm is to utilize the connection between spiritual realms and their radiance, and to exert it by consuming the energy of the Great Black Mountain.

It is also a medium used by the Black Mountain Demon to modify other people's bodies so that his consciousness can be manifested.

therefore!

In addition to controlling matter, cutting, creating, and destroying, it has another ability:

Twisting or controlling the mind.

Otherwise, the Black Mountain Demon wouldn't have been able to control the Fairy Lolita, nor would he have been able to turn the White Lady and the Black Lady into the puppets they are today.

Now, the Earth God has broken free of the mental control over the Black and White Lady.

The woman in white was the first to wake up. She shook her head, recognized Jiang Liu, Zhang Zhiwei, and Zhao Yingkong, and asked in confusion, "You guys?"

"My best friend!"

The woman in black flashed and darted into Zhao Yingkong's arms as she struggled to her feet, pinning her to the ground and rubbing against her broad chest.

Zhao Yingkong had just experienced a thrilling battle and was exhausted both physically and mentally. How could she possibly resist the embrace of the woman in black?