Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

The vast void, the boundless expanse of the sky, was devoid of sound and life. Neither man nor demon could be seen, only the endless sky, a formless nothingness stretching into infinity.

Everything seemed frozen, yet in the long course of time, realms were born and destroyed, countless powerful beings turned to ashes, and even the void itself had several times sunk and changed its appearance.

Walking in this endless void, there was only loneliness, deathly silence, inexplicable danger, and accidental destruction.

From one realm to another, realms were merely temporary resting places; only infinite wandering was the meaning of life.

A sun-obscuring existence was in the heat of battle. With every gesture, the starry sky dimmed and realms shattered. Countless demons pounced cruelly, only to be burned to ashes by the flames of divine soul.

The strong never rested, never feared, never gave up. For the ultimate goal, they were willing to endure loneliness, solitude, pain, and misunderstanding, and did not hesitate to become cruel, indifferent, or even bloodthirsty. All was illusion; only the one and only Dao was real.

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“Ah!”

Zhang Yuanjing cried out in pain, finally breaking free from those bizarre images.

He didn't know how long he had been immersed in them, but it certainly wasn't long. Yet in that short time, his divine soul had been overdrawn, like a candle flickering in the wind, about to be extinguished.

Those images were far beyond his level; he should never have immersed himself in them.

He was able to escape thanks to Ape Thirteen's warning. This golden-backed giant ape sensed his divine soul suddenly depleting rapidly, with no sign of stopping, and quickly sent a mental message, waking him up.

Zhang Yuanjing took out several Spirit Nourishing Pills and swallowed them, then sat cross-legged in the earth, focusing on repairing his divine soul.

The black broken bone began to release malice again, like waves, layer upon layer, assaulting his mind.

Having learned his lesson, Zhang Yuanjing ignored the malice, paying it no heed, focusing all his effort on his divine soul.

An hour later, the Spirit Nourishing Pills were digested, and his divine soul recovered slightly. Without hesitation, he activated the Origin Stone and went upwards, drilling out of the swamp to the foot of the mountain where he had stopped before, and continued to meditate there to repair his divine soul.

This stop lasted three days, until his divine soul recovered five or six tenths of its strength, before he ceased his practice. To fully restore his divine soul required continuous effort and gradual progress; it would take months to see complete success.

His heart was still concerned about the broken bone, so he couldn't ignore it. Thus, he summoned his flying sword and headed back to the swamp.

Halfway there, movement came from the spirit beast pouch—the Azure-Eyed Suanni Beast had awakened from its slumber.

He landed on a dirt hill and released both beasts.

The Azure-Eyed Suanni Beast was still the same as before, but its aura had reached the peak of the mid-stage of the Demon Core Realm, and it could break through at any time.

Ape Thirteen stared with wide eyes, chattering to it.

The Azure-Eyed Suanni Beast did not respond, but cried out to Zhang Yuanjing several times.

“The Suanni Beast wants another inner core,” Ape Thirteen conveyed. However, its eyes were also fixed on Zhang Yuanjing, clearly coveting the inner core as well.

Zhang Yuanjing ignored it.

He didn't yet know how to use this core, but since the Azure-Eyed Suanni Beast found it useful, and swallowing it would surely allow it to advance to the late-stage of its realm in the short term, he would not be stingy.

He immediately took out the inner core and tossed it to the Suanni Beast, asking, “What is special about this core? Can it give you some unusual talent?”

The Suanni Beast shook its head, first tilting its head back to swallow the inner core, then emitting a series of squeaks.

“The Suanni Beast says that after swallowing the inner core, it feels that the speed of refining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has increased a lot,” Ape Thirteen's usually fierce eyes now held a hint of resentment.

Zhang Yuanjing was about to ask more, but the Suanni Beast's eyes were already glazed over, and it fell into a slumber.

Generally speaking, many demon beasts are born knowing how to cultivate, but their cultivation progress is usually very slow, requiring several times, dozens of times, or even hundreds of times the time of a cultivator to grow to the same realm.

Therefore, being able to speed up the cultivation speed is indeed a treasure for demon beasts. No wonder both Ape Thirteen and the Azure-Eyed Suanni Beast coveted that inner core.

Of course, relative to Ape Thirteen, the Azure-Eyed Suanni Beast needed this inner core more, because it only relied on talent to cultivate, and its cultivation improvement was much slower than Ape Thirteen's, which had the inheritance of superior techniques.

More importantly, if Ape Thirteen cultivated too quickly, the flaws in its divine soul would be magnified, which would be extremely dangerous for Zhang Yuanjing.

Especially if this beast advanced to the Transformation Realm before him, he would definitely not be able to provide the massive divine soul power needed, and the result might be the death of both man and beast. Therefore, he had to suppress the beast's cultivation as much as possible, so that it would not grow too fast.

However, if he could get more of the unknown demon beast's inner cores, of course, that would be even better. Moreover, he suspected that the strange demon beast was likely related to the broken bone.

He put Ape Thirteen into the spirit beast pouch, flew quickly to the swamp, protected himself with the Origin Stone, drilled into the mud, and went straight to the broken bone.

As soon as he entered the spiritual energy, the malice surged like a tide, far more powerful than the last time, and mixed with the howls that had dragged him into the illusion.

Obviously, this broken bone remembered his aura, knew he was back for the second time, and sensed the danger, so it released a more ferocious signal.

Having been prepared, Zhang Yuanjing would not be easily fooled again. He had already let the Refined Yang Umbrella spread out its protective power, shielding his body, and quickly fled into the tunnel he had dug out.

Standing in the cave, he immediately summoned the Yin-Yang Creation Furnace, hovering it over the broken bone, and then activated its suction power, wanting to take the broken bone into the furnace.

The broken bone trembled, floated up a foot, and then stopped moving.

Zhang Yuanjing raised his mana, continuously guiding it into the furnace. The Yin-Yang Creation Furnace, with his help, immediately increased its suction power more than doubled, dragging the broken bone slowly upward.

Just as the broken bone was about to be taken into the furnace, the surrounding spiritual energy suddenly rolled, forming a barrier, blocking the top and preventing the suction of the Yin-Yang Creation Furnace.

Zhang Yuanjing persisted for several hours, his mana gradually exhausted, but the spiritual energy wall remained strong, showing no sign of collapsing.

Helpless, he had to withdraw his mana and take back the Yin-Yang Creation Furnace.

As soon as he stopped, the broken bone fell back to the ground, and the spiritual energy wall dissipated.

He pondered for a moment, and came up with a way to deal with it, but it would take a lot of time, so he put it aside for now, and fled to other places where spiritual energy gathered.

He spent about three days investigating all seventeen spiritual energy gathering places in this area. Each time he arrived, he would be threatened by malice, and the source of the malice was mostly the broken bones as black as ink, but some were long, some were short, some were large, some were small, some were whole, and some were broken.

Wherever the broken bone was small, the range of spiritual energy gathering was much smaller, and the transmitted malice was much weaker.

He chose the weakest place, broke into it, released the Yin-Yang Creation Furnace, and went to collect the broken bone.

This broken bone seemed to have limited ability, failing to condense a spiritual energy wall, but instead absorbing the spiritual power gathered around it, forcibly resisting the suction of the Yin-Yang Creation Furnace.

However, after all, it didn't gather much spiritual power, and Zhang Yuanjing exhausted it with mana, and it was finally taken away by the furnace.