The Terrifying Path of Immortal Cultivation

Li Qing smiled, "It's nothing, having something to eat is already good."

They finished eating in a few mouthfuls, and a warm feeling spread in their stomachs.

Everyone was eating, and Li Qing wasn't afraid of any problems with the food.

After eating, everyone leaned against the carriage to rest.

Li Qing sat alone in the carriage.

He played with the Hundred Forging Steel Knife in his hand, recalling the various force techniques in "Seven Star Saber".

"Maybe I can give it a try."

He climbed down from the carriage and went a few meters away from the camp.

The "Blood Essence Art" circulated through his body, and his vitality flowed, giving off a faint red light.

Adopting the posture of "Seven Star Saber", he began to wield the steel knife in various force techniques.

Experiencing different force techniques.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

The gleam of the knife flashed, creating a series of breaking sounds in the air.

The vitality within Li Qing's body even spread to the steel knife, causing it to emit a faint red light.

Under the influence of vitality, all the force techniques of "Seven Star Saber" were mastered in a short time.

A strange tingling sensation spread throughout his body. Once these force techniques were completed, the vitality would affect the muscles, bones, and fascia involved in the force, as if his body had been tempered by vitality.

As if his body had been refined by vitality.

A muffled sound exploded, and the tip of the knife, filled with red light, seemed to break the air, creating a faint airflow.

A rush of heat spread throughout his body. Li Qing felt that his muscles and fascia had undergone some subtle changes, making "Seven Star Saber" as smooth as if he had been practicing for years.

Applause rang out from the side. Wang Kuohai had somehow appeared next to the carriage, his eyes filled with amazement.

"Mr. Qin, your knife skills are simply incredible."

"To achieve a strike in the air, only the top martial artists in the world can do that."

Li Qing looked at Wang Kuohai with some surprise and said, "Is that very difficult?"

Wang Kuohai's gaze was complex. "Mr. Qin, you are probably not a member of the martial arts world."

"In our martial arts world, we practice various boxing and weapon techniques, tempering our bodies in various ways, increasing our strength, and perfecting various force techniques."

"Before the age of 30, martial arts can reach their peak. After that, the vitality declines, and one gradually becomes weaker."

There is a legend that if a martial artist can reach the limit before the age of 30, there is a certain chance of condensing the legendary vitality."

"Vitality is a mysterious force that can allow martial artists to maintain their peak state even after the age of 30, and even up to the age of 60."

"The sign of a martial artist cultivating vitality is to strike the air, using their own strength to break the air and produce a force beyond the physical body."

"I am over 40, and my martial arts have declined. I don't have a chance to break through the vitality in this lifetime."

Listening to Wang Kuohai's explanation of the martial arts secrets, Li Qing pondered.

"Vitality? Is it a kind of vitality?"

"Entering the Dao through martial arts? It's not impossible?"

"If I collect more martial arts, optimize them using the jade tablet, and quickly master them with the 'Blood Essence Art', maybe I can give birth to vitality."

"Maybe I can merge with the 'Blood Essence Art' and become even more powerful."

"Moreover, martial arts have no cost, so it is obviously very safe."

Just as the two were talking, there was suddenly a commotion in the camp.

"Oh no! Xiao Wang is missing!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Kuohai and Li Qing's expressions changed, and they quickly returned to the camp.

Wang Kuohai looked at the panicked porters and shouted, "What's going on?"

One of the porters said anxiously, "Xiao Wang went out to relieve himself, but he hasn't returned for a while."

"I went to look for him, but I couldn't find him at all."

Upon hearing this, Wang Kuohai's heart skipped a beat, and he turned to look at Li Qing.

"Mr. Qin, have we encountered something again?"

Li Qing also felt helpless at this moment. "Could it be that we have encountered something again?"

At that moment, Li Qing's expression suddenly changed, and he looked through a gap in the carriage.

A Daoist figure appeared there, with hands flat and no head on the neck, wearing tattered clothes, and jumping a yard high with each leap.

Boom.

Li Qing shouted, "Get back!"

At this point, the figure had already pounced on the back of one of the porters.

A pair of pitch-black claws instantly grabbed the porter's neck.

Crack.

The porter convulsed, his neck twisted, his face full of fear, and he instantly lost his life.

Puff.

His head was torn off, and the monster pressed it directly onto its neck.

A strange pattern emanated from its neck, quickly covering the porter's head.

"My head... my head... give me back my head..."

"My head..."

A strange, hoarse voice, as if coming from the underworld, emanated from the porter's mouth.

His eyes turned completely black, and he leaped towards another porter.

Wang Kuohai shouted, "How dare you!"

He leaped forward, and the gleam of his knife at his waist had already burst out, striking at the headless monster.

The monster sensed the attack, turned around, and its claws struck Wang Kuohai's knife light.

Clang.

The black arm was as hard as metal.

Wang Kuohai's face changed drastically as he continued to wield his knife, attacking the monster like a spinning top.

The terrifying thing was that his knife light had no effect on the monster.

It only left behind white marks, and the monster seemed invulnerable.

Seeing this, Li Qing's expression changed slightly.

He took out the summoning card and directly summoned the illusion of the Flood Dragon.

"Moo."

A mysterious sound made everyone lose their senses for a moment.

The Flood Dragon pounced directly at the headless monster, but something horrifying happened to Li Qing.

The Flood Dragon flashed through the headless monster, but it did not capture the monster's soul or any kind of spirit.

The monster's gaze fell on Li Qing, and it suddenly leaped towards him.

Li Qing's heart raced, and he dodged the oncoming monster.

His heart pounded, as he had never had the experience of directly confronting a monster.

He tightly gripped the Hundred Forging Steel Knife, and his vitality rapidly circulated. He had just used a quarter of his vitality when he used the summoning card.

The illusory Flood Dragon flashed back into the summoning card, and Li Qing's heart sank slightly.

"Oops, it seems like this thing isn't afraid of the summoning card."

As the monster landed, it instantly leaped towards Li Qing.

Li Qing's expression turned fierce, and he rolled to dodge the attack.

At the same time, he struck at the monster's leg with a forceful blow.

This blow combined the force techniques of "Seven Star Saber" with the power of vitality.

Puff.

The blade emitted a red light, and the sound of cutting into the body rang out.