Cultivators Are So Weak in This World

"Do you see it? That's your homeland, the place where you once lived..." Long slowly elongated his neck beside Zhang Rongfang, leaning close, and whispered softly.

"Look... how beautiful, how dazzling, how tranquil the world is... People live peacefully according to an established order, residing in tall and spacious buildings, living contentedly... without worrying about the daylight or poisonous smoke."

"How to open it!?" Zhang Rongfang slowly turned his head and asked word by word.

"The three great secret locks... were those damned Spirit Eye Race people who exhausted all their efforts and lives to create the seal. Over the years, we've investigated and searched everywhere, dispatching countless Evil Spirit Bodies, and now we have some clues." Long smiled.

"What do I need to do? How should I cooperate?" Zhang Rongfang didn't hesitate. He could definitely confirm that scene was the place he once lived, the city he once resided in.

If he hadn't seen it, it would be fine. But now that he had seen it, the thought deep in his heart that he had resigned to fate reignited.

He wanted to go back and see!

To go back and see his real parents, his real siblings! Former friends, former classmates, every trace left behind.

Seeming to notice his mood, Long waved his hand, signaling Ladi Lan to put away the electric light screen.

"We've already found the location of the first secret lock, but there are some rather troublesome obstacles there."

"Obstacles?"

"Hmm... it's the Spirit Eye Race's most renowned creations, named Secret Keeper's powerful force." Long signaled to Ophelia below.

"Secret Keeper... with your strength, you can't deal with it?" Zhang Rongfang said sternly.

"If we can contact them, of course, we can handle it..."

Ophelia stepped forward, answering seriously.

"But the Spirit Eye Race is extremely skilled at creating traps and mazes in the realm of consciousness and spirit, which is not our forte.

Chana Tower specializes in the strongest physical body, the strongest reality. But the realm of consciousness, that is the pinnacle of the Spirit Eye Race."

"I'm not adept at the realm of consciousness and spirit either." Zhang Rongfang frowned.

"Taoyuan is indeed a creation of the Spirit Eye Race. I can only be trapped in the core of the Sea of Oblivion if I enter, but you... are different. You can move freely."

Long whispered aside.

"The Spirit Eye Race is too targeted at us, designing too many obstacles and restrictions. So... we need assistance."

"Interesting." Zhang Rongfang recalled his experiences in Taoyuan. Indeed, those Spirit Eye Race members were the roots of establishing various interaction zones and divine systems.

If according to the manager of the interaction zone, even Chana Tower was designed by them to create the strongest physical body, combined with the strongest god, to escape the supreme crystallization of White Eyes.

But now it seems Long is not merely the strongest physical body...

"Alright, to show sincerity, come with me and witness the foundational strength of our Chana Tower?" Long suggested with a smile.

The meaning of this sentence can actually be interpreted inversely; since they want to show strength, then it is time for Zhang Rongfang to equally show power.

This is mutual; it's said to showcase Chana Tower's power, but in reality, it's subtly reminded that this display is mutual.

Zhang Rongfang immediately understood, just glanced at Long and Ophelia below. The blood flame in his eyes twitched slightly.

"Naturally."

As soon as he finished speaking, a large opening automatically split open on the tower wall behind him.

Inside the opening was a grey faint light.

Long turned and walked into the grey light opening first.

"Please proceed." His voice floated out from within.

Zhang Rongfang followed behind, entering the grey light opening as well.

The grey flashed before his eyes, and the environment suddenly changed.

The surroundings turned from the tower body to a tall and spacious straight passage.

The passage was black, metallic, and Zhang Rongfang stood in the center of the passage, with Long in front.

"This is a military camp." Long turned back and introduced.

He spread his arms, pointing to both sides.

The walls on both sides of the passage instantly became transparent.

Through the transparent walls, one could see a deep red land filled with flowing magma outside.

The ground was shrouded in black smoke, forming column after column, reaching up to the sky.

On the ground between the magma, there were bizarre special monsters slowly moving and resting.

These monsters resembled huge rhinos, standing five meters tall, with hive-like tubes similar to gun barrels growing from their backs. Their entire bodies occasionally emitted thick black smoke.

That was the signature evil breath of Evil Spirit Bodies.

"These are our Evil Spirit Cannons. Each one possesses the immense power to destroy an interaction zone with a single strike!" Long gently introduced.

"Very impressive." Even with the passage walls separating them, Zhang Rongfang could feel the immense aura emanating from these rhino-like Evil Spirit Cannons.

In his perception, these Evil Spirit Cannons were like huge timed bombs; the terrifying energy was forcibly compressed under their skin, ready to explode at any moment.

"Of course, the Evil Spirit Cannons aren't suited for close range, we continue." Long continued forward.

The two walked straight down the passage, and shortly, changes began to occur on the sides.

Outside the transparent passage walls, the enormous Evil Spirit Cannons gradually became sparse and slowly a type of giant humanoid black monster, over ten meters tall, appeared.

This monster was entirely pitch black, emitting dense black smoke, without facial features or robes, from afar, they looked like an amorphous giant formed by condensed black smoke.

Aside from their humanoid appearance, they lacked any human characteristics.

These huge black smoke humanoids did not move slowly, and they constantly walked along both sides outside the passage.

Some sat cross-legged on the ground resting, some lowered their heads as if searching for something. Some strolled leisurely, while others even lay directly against the passage walls, trying to peer inside.

"These are Evil Spirit Elephants, the product of Chana Tower, carrying the most potent evil aura and the strongest close-combat prowess. Each of them can easily kill hundreds or thousands of Evil Spirit Vehicles. As a guest, if you wish, Brother Qiankun, you may personally experience the power of these little cuties," said Long softly.

From the Sea of Oblivion, he barely glimpsed some of Zhang Rongfang's power as the King of Bloodline, but it wasn't enough.

Faced with a Secret Keeper, he needed a more powerful collaborator; if Zhang Rongfang couldn't demonstrate enough strength, his attitude and treatment towards him would undergo a massive change.

And now, this was a minor test.

"If I accidentally kill a few, you won't ask me for compensation, will you?" Zhang Rongfang said calmly.

"Of course not," Long responded with a smile.

With a wave of his single hand, an oval opening automatically appeared in the wall on the right side of the passage.

At the edge of the opening, Netherworld, one of the three kings, silently appeared at the door, gazing towards the two.

His body was entirely composed of countless black flying ants, squirming, flowing, and morphing constantly, some unstable insects dropping to the ground occasionally, resembling black globs of goo.

"Please," though Netherworld had no eyes, it was apparent he was facing Zhang Rongfang as he spoke.

Zhang Rongfang's wings vibrated, gently drifting forward.

Passing through the passage wall, he arrived outside upon a black land where magma flowed.

The sky was a somber black, surrounded by evil aura and toxic smoke, filled with deadly elements.

If mortals and Spiritual Line parasites stayed here, they would likely be burned by the terrifying heat within minutes, polluted by the vast evil aura, transforming into Evil Spirit Bodies.

"Among Evil Spirit Bodies, aside from the basic Cannon, Elephant, Horse, Vehicle, there are a few demonic bodies that can retain their original consciousness."

Netherworld briefly introduced from the side.

"Demonic bodies command all Evil Spirit Bodies and are the primary generals under our three kings. It's said that under the King of Bloodline, all Evil Spirit Bodies possess their own consciousness. I wonder how powerful they are after becoming Evil Spirits?"

His tone carried a hint of doubt.

As one of the three kings, they felt displeasure about Master Long suddenly introducing someone called the King of Bloodline and treating him so well.

The aura of the Bloodline King's Qiankun was not particularly overwhelming, nor did he exhibit any special abilities.

Thus, to earn their hospitality, he needed to demonstrate equivalent strength.

For the thoughts of the three kings, Long seemed to have no intention of impeding. He even appeared slightly amused by the situation.

Zhang Rongfang hovered over the dark red magma, before him stood a colossal Evil Spirit Elephant over eighteen meters tall.

Upon hearing Evil King Netherworld's inquiry, the blood flame in his eyes flickered slightly.

"I am merely a young junior from an ordinary interaction zone, far inferior to Brother Long ... As for the Evil Spirit Bodies under me, they are also vastly beneath me, naturally inconsequential."

He examined the Evil Spirit Elephant before him.

"If I accidentally damage it, I assume you won't demand compensation?"

"Certainly not. Though the number of such Evil Spirit Elephants here is not large, there are still thousands," Netherworld extended his arm, gesturing invitingly.

"Understood."

Zhang Rongfang flew forward a distance.

"Then... I will not hold back."

Suddenly, blood lotuses unfolded behind him, rapidly covering his entire body, as if numerous patterns blossomed on his skin.

His figure swelled quickly, growing larger and taller.

In the blink of an eye, he expanded from over two meters to over ten, matching the height of the Evil Spirit Elephant.

Thump.

Thump.

Simultaneously, two Heart-Burning Furnaces throbbed together in his chest.

The red and blue flames illuminated Zhang Rongfang's massive body into two colors.

Soon, the silhouette belonging to Zhaoyu Pavilion appeared from behind him.

The outline of Rongxin emerged from the front of his body.

Four arms extended simultaneously from his body like tree branches, reaching out and stretching.

Along with Zhang Rongfang's own arms, he now astonishingly had six arms.

If these arms were very orderly, that would be fine, but in the line of sight of Netherworld and Long at this moment.

The four arms of Zhaoyu Pavilion and Rongxin emerged irregularly from the torso, lacking any symmetry or beauty.

"Divine Wind as Mirror."

"Sea and Sky as One."

At the same time, the voices of Rongxin and Zhaoyu Pavilion sounded together, overlapping eerily.

Countless blue cracks, along with rings of red flame ripples, burst forth from Zhang Rongfang's body.

The brilliant red and blue light exploded instantly, completely devouring the Evil Spirit Elephant standing in front.

Boom!!

The Evil Spirit Elephant tried to pounce on Zhang Rongfang.

But just halfway through the pounce, it was entirely engulfed by the terrifying two-colored light.

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