Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

Fire Crow Daoist glanced at Xing Guanghan with envy, wanting to observe his situation closely, but fearing he would miss his own opportunity, he kept his eyes fixed on the space where the faint gray mark was, forcing himself not to be distracted.

Zhang Yuanjing was probably the most idle person in the arena, but he was also quite worried. He glanced at Zhang Xuan directing the demons to resist the evil aura, then checked Xing Guanghan's condition, and in the next moment, he worried that the gray gas would no longer be produced. For a moment, he looked back and forth, his mood complex.

"Ah!"

The always calm Xing Guanghan suddenly shouted.

Zhang Yuanjing and Fire Crow Daoist looked over at the same time, only to see the black Daoist robe on his body shatter, his cultivation instantly breaking through the extreme of the Core Formation realm, entering a breakthrough state. His aura rapidly climbed, and he looked like a large, glowing spirit stone.

At this time, it had only been three breaths since he absorbed the gray gas.

"This gas is too violent!" Zhang Yuanjing couldn't help but say.

Fire Crow Daoist understood his meaning, but did not speak. He glanced at the light gray mark constantly becoming deeper, but his eyes were completely fixed on Xing Guanghan.

Xing Guanghan's expression was ferocious, his eyes bloodshot, and he was clenching his teeth, struggling to persevere. The sudden increase in cultivation far exceeded the limit that his body could bear. However, the Asura Boiling Rebellion Sutra he cultivated emphasized the physical body, and he was also exceptionally talented with a solid foundation, so he managed to hold on.

Five breaths later, Xing Guanghan's aura stabilized. Just when he himself, Fire Crow Daoist, and Zhang Yuanjing thought he had successfully broken through, all the features on his face suddenly squeezed together. He opened his mouth to scream, but no sound came out.

Immediately, his head shrank, instantly becoming half its size, and then expanded outward. With a soft "bang," it exploded completely. Brain matter splattered, and the headless corpse fell, hitting the red rock, rolling a few times, and finally being stopped by a protruding stone.

At the same time, another ball of gray gas escaped from the light gray mark, floating upwards.

"Senior!" Zhang Yuanjing shouted in fear, wanting to stop Fire Crow Daoist.

However, Fire Crow Daoist, who had witnessed Xing Guanghan's head explode, did not hesitate at all. He flashed to the side of the gray gas, swallowed it without hesitation, and then, like Xing Guanghan, levitated in the air, sitting in meditation and refining it.

Zhang Yuanjing slapped his hands on his thighs and sighed, looking up to the sky.

At this time, the great formation below changed again. Following Zhang Xuan's command, "Merge the formation!" the two inverted triangles, a total of eighteen small circles, were connected end to end, forming a large circle. Inside the large circle was a slightly thin evil aura, while outside the large circle was still a surging tide of evil aura.

The black dragon, which had been lying quietly on the slope, opened its mouth again and spewed out a mouthful of yellow-black water that looked like clouds and mist, hitting the center of the large circle, instantly clearing this group of evil aura. It then fell downwards, opening a passage to the dark river below, free from the obstruction of Yin-Yang evil aura.

As soon as this passage formed, the surrounding evil aura quickly spread over, trying to cover it up again. But the black dragon had already raised its head and flew up, suddenly diving into the center of the great formation, rapidly falling along the temporarily appearing passage. With a "splash," the black dragon fell into the deep water.

Zhang Xuan's face showed joy, and she said loudly, "Maintain the formation, slowly fly upwards, and escape the evil aura!"

Above, Fire Crow Daoist was still as quiet as a stone, without any changes. At this time, three breaths had passed since he absorbed the gray gas.

Zhang Yuanjing saw the movements of Zhang Xuan and the others below, guessing that she had mostly succeeded. He then looked at Fire Crow Daoist diagonally above, his eyes full of worry.

Four breaths, five breaths... Fire Crow Daoist's aura suddenly climbed, and he also entered a breakthrough state. The speed of his cultivation increase was even faster than Xing Guanghan's, causing his body to swell up, making creaking sounds, as if it might explode at any moment.

Zhang Yuanjing's eyes narrowed, and his mind uncontrollably conjured up the tragic scene of Fire Crow Daoist's body exploding. A sour taste rose in his throat, and he almost vomited.

Three breaths, five breaths... The aura was still rising sharply. Fire Crow Daoist's whole body seemed to be splitting apart, blood flowing freely. Beneath his tattered Daoist robe was a bloody, mangled, and horrible body. However, he never exploded.

At this time, all the demon cultivators had withdrawn from the tide of evil aura. Everyone looked relaxed. Lan Kuisong even joked with Quan Youxuan, "Old Quan, I kept thinking just now, if the evil aura explodes, I might be able to resist it, but you would definitely turn into a firebird!"

Quan Youxuan obviously didn't think this was funny. He rolled his eyes and pointed to Fire Crow Daoist above, saying, "Is Fire Envoy breaking through?"

At this time, the demon cultivators, who had experienced a dangerous battle, noticed the abnormality of the "Fire Envoy."

Zhang Xuan walked to Zhang Yuanjing's side and said in a low voice, "Daoist, the breakthrough of mana is only the first step. The key to advancing to the Nascent Soul stage is the Yin-attributed spirit-soul, obtaining a trace of Yang-essence force and transforming it into a Yang-attributed nascent soul. Therefore, whether Senior Fire Crow can succeed depends on whether his soul is strong enough. Xing Guanghan's defeat was due to his soul being too weak."

"The key is in the soul?" Zhang Yuanjing was stunned when he heard this, and then he woke up. He was too concerned and confused, only thinking about dissuading Fire Crow Daoist, and not carefully considering the reason for Xing Guanghan's failure. Now that Zhang Xuan reminded him, he turned his head and immediately understood the reasoning.

Only by immediately helping Fire Crow Daoist strengthen his soul could he increase his chances of success in breaking through.

At the thought of this, he thought of the Spirit-Boosting Pill, but immediately rejected it. The Spirit-Boosting Pill was a medicinal pill taken during the Foundation Establishment stage, and it also had certain benefits for Core Formation cultivators. However, for the spirit-soul advancing to the nascent soul, its level was obviously too low.

Originally, he also had a Nether Soul Grass, a demon plant at the Transformation stage, which was also useful for Daoist cultivators. However, during the battle in the Hidden Soldiers Cave, it had already been fed to the Candle Dragon.

Thinking about it, just as he was anxious, a flash of inspiration came to his mind, and he remembered something - the Demon Transformation Pill given by Old Man Insect Nest. The old man had said that when the soul reached the extreme of the Core Formation realm, taking this pill could expand the soul's limit by a factor of two, or even more!

At the time, he hadn't thought about it carefully, but now that he thought about it, this pill might be used for the spirit-soul to break through. Under the condition of sufficient mana, when facing a bottleneck, using this pill to double the strength of the soul, the change in an instant might allow a Core Formation Great Perfection cultivator to break through to the Nascent Soul realm.

He immediately took out the wooden box from his storage bracelet, and just as he was about to step forward, a thought suddenly flashed in his mind: This pill is so precious, it is rare in the world! Should he give it to Senior Fire Crow?

Originally, he had never thought about this question. However, just as his fingers tightened on the wooden box, such a thought came out in his mind for some unknown reason.

In an instant, Zhang Yuanjing fell into a battle between heaven and man. Because, giving away this pill was equivalent to handing over his own opportunity to advance to Nascent Soul to Fire Crow Daoist.

Even if he still had lifespan and could look for other opportunities in the future, how rare was the great medicine for advancing to Nascent Soul! It was not something that could be had just by asking for it! Maybe he would never have such an opportunity in his life! If he also encountered the problem of insufficient soul when breaking through to Nascent Soul in the future, wouldn't he regret it too much!

However, he thought again, didn't he and Fire Crow Daoist come to the Candle God Sect to help Fire Crow Daoist advance to Nascent Soul in order to deal with the crisis in the Hengduan Mountains? If he couldn't survive in the Hengduan Mountains, what was the use of keeping this pill!

However, the temptation of the opportunity to advance to Nascent Soul was too great for a Core Formation cultivator. The thoughts that had never arisen before were now like a heart demon, firmly grasping his heart and soul, unable to be dispelled or suppressed.

For a time, the two thoughts in his mind fought against each other, arguing endlessly. Matters concerning life and the great path, how could he easily decide in an instant!