A muffled groan pierced through the rolling thunder.
Immediately after, a figure, like a swift, thin line of cyan, was violently thrown by a powerful force, shooting toward the rock face to the side.
With a loud BOOM, the figure slammed heavily into the cliff wall.
In an instant, dust filled the air.
The seemingly indestructible cliff wall, under the force of this impact, was as fragile as tofu, instantly caving in to form a huge oval crater.
The swirling dust, blasted by the impact, rapidly dispersed to the sides.
Cyan Yang Daoist was revealed, his hair disheveled and his body scorched black, wretchedly embedded in the very center of the crater.
Wisps of lightning still flickered across the surface of his body.
His aura instantly weakened.
The deathly aura surrounding him grew thicker, as if his Life Force was rapidly draining away from that single blow.
CRUNCH!
He straightened his body slightly.
Dislodging a shower of crushed stone.
His once-impassive expression was now completely gone.
In its place was unconcealable terror.
His eyes widened.
He stared toward Hu Qi.
"You... Who in the world are you? How can you control the Thunder Tribulation Power!"
As he spoke,
patches of bluish-black, characteristic of livor mortis, even began to appear on his skin.
"I didn’t expect you to be even weaker than I imagined..."
Hu Qi shook his head.
He was completely unharmed, save for a few small cuts on the white robe formed from his previously shed skin.
He seemed to have anticipated this outcome all along.
According to the information he had obtained,
this Supreme Elder of the Cyan Yang Sect, Cyan Yang Daoist, had encountered a powerful Thunder Tribulation while breaking through to the Nascent Soul Realm.
He had only barely survived by relying on the power of an Array.
But even so, he was severely wounded by the Thunder Tribulation, and his injuries had never healed.
It had even damaged his very foundation,
preventing his Cultivation from advancing even an inch.
And when Hu Qi took him by surprise and used the Divine Power of Ten Thousand Thunders,
it directly aggravated the old wounds left by the Thunder Tribulation.
This pushed the already-fading Cyan Yang Daoist directly into a near-death state.
"Fellow Daoist, let’s talk this over... I can give you the Nascent Soul Transformation Technique! I only ask that you spare my life!"
At this moment,
Cyan Yang Daoist gasped for breath twice before finally speaking.
He had automatically changed how he addressed Hu Qi.
As everyone knows,
in the Cangyuan Realm,
the Cultivation Realms seem to be Qi Cultivation, Dao Foundation, Solidifying Pill, and Nascent Soul Transformation.
But that’s not actually the case.
To be precise, there are only four great Realms.
They are: Senior, Fellow Daoist, Junior, and Ant.
Senior: An expert whose Cultivation is higher than yours and whom you can’t defeat.
Fellow Daoist: Cultivators of the same level who won’t fight each other unless absolutely necessary.
Junior: Someone weaker than you, but with powerful backing.
Ant: Just as the name implies, someone with no power and no background who can be crushed at will.
...
"Naturally, that’s not a problem. I’m not some bloodthirsty killer. Just give me the Nascent Soul Realm’s Cultivation Technique, and I’ll leave immediately."
Hu Qi said with a slight smile.
As he spoke, the lightning around his body subsided, as if to prove his sincerity.
"Very well. The item is in my robes. You can take it yourself."
Cyan Yang Daoist coughed twice, his face completely drained of color.
Hearing this,
Hu Qi strode over to stand before Cyan Yang Daoist.
Just as he was about to reach out,
the next second,
a cyan light emerged from Cyan Yang Daoist’s abdomen.
Within the light was a palm-sized infant with wrinkled skin, suffused with a faint, deathly aura.
A closer look revealed the infant bore a strong resemblance to Cyan Yang Daoist.
The moment it appeared, it rushed toward Hu Qi.
"Such a perfect physical body! This is a gift from the heavens! It must be this old Daoist’s lucky day!"
A thick, greedy light practically shot out from the cyan infant’s eyes.
It looked at the nearby Hu Qi as if it were gazing upon a gourmet meal.
But before it could even touch Hu Qi,
an enormous, abyss-like mouth suddenly appeared, instantly obscuring its entire field of vision.
"Ah! No—"
A bloodcurdling scream rang out.
In the blink of an eye,
the giant mouth vanished without a trace.
In its place, only the figure of Hu Qi remained standing.
The cyan infant, along with Elder Qingyang’s physical body, had both disappeared.
Even the surface of the nearby rock face had been sheared away, as if something terrifying had viciously gnawed on it.
GULP...
Hu Qi’s Adam’s apple bobbed.
Feeling the struggles in his stomach gradually cease, his expression was calm as he raised a hand to wipe away a trickle of bright red blood from the corner of his mouth.
Modification Points +299 (12%)
’Sure enough, the stronger they are, the more essence they provide!’
Hu Qi licked the corner of his mouth, sensing the increase of essence within his body.
A satisfied smile appeared on his face.
At that moment,
a vast and unfamiliar flood of memories appeared in his mind.
It was nearly a thousand years of Cyan Yang Daoist’s memories.
Before long,
Hu Qi had completely digested these memories.
Naturally, Hu Qi also obtained the man’s Nascent Soul Transformation Level Cultivation Method.
This gave Hu Qi a clear and specific understanding of the overall Extraordinary System of the Cangzhou Realm.
It was divided into a total of six levels.
Qi Cultivation, Dao Foundation, Nascent Element, Nascent Soul Transformation, Divinity Transformation, and Banished Immortal.
Once one reached the peak of Divinity Transformation, they could trigger the Immortal Tribulation. As long as they passed it,
they could shatter the void, ascend, and enter the Immortal Court, becoming a Banished Immortal.
As for whether Banished Immortal was the final destination in this world or if there were other Realms beyond it,
that was something Cyan Yang Daoist did not know.
’Immortal Court...’
Hu Qi murmured the two words, his expression calm.
Ascending to the Immortal Court was the ultimate goal of all Cultivators in this world.
For an ordinary Cultivator, after reaching the Nascent Soul Stage, their Lifespan would exceed a thousand years.
For Divinity Transformation, it was three thousand years.
Once their time was up and their Lifespan was exhausted,
no matter how powerful, how brilliant, or how noble one’s status, they would turn to dust and scatter upon the world.
Even if there were life-extending Elixirs or Treasures of Heaven and Earth that could prolong one’s Lifespan, they were exceedingly rare and priceless.
Furthermore, even if one managed to obtain them, taking a second item of the same kind would cause the body to develop a certain resistance.
Under normal circumstances, after consuming three of the same type of life-extending item, they would no longer have any effect.
If one wanted to completely solve the problem of Lifespan,
the only way
was to break through the Divinity Transformation Realm, pass the Immortal Tribulation, become a Banished Immortal, and enter the Immortal Court.
Only then could one enjoy true longevity.
However, this was only true for the Human Race.
Because the Immortal Court was established by the Human Race.
Human Race Cultivators could ascend.
But the Demon Race could not.
For the Demon Race, the highest Realm was Divinity Transformation.
If they tried to break through, become a Demon Immortal, and ascend,
they would be struck down and obliterated by an Immortal from the Immortal Court during the process.
The entire Demon Race of the Cangzhou Realm was like livestock raised by a rancher.
Anyone who tried to jump out of the pen would be mercilessly beaten back down by the rancher.
In the eyes of the Immortal Court, the only purpose of the Demon Race was to be turned into materials for Alchemy and Artifact Refining, to help Cultivators improve their strength, and to serve as resources for the Human Race.
However,
even so, there were still many who attempted to brave the tribulation and become a Demon Immortal.
Although cultivation was difficult for the Demon Race,
given their vast numbers,
on average, every thousand years, a member of the Demon Race would reach the bottleneck.
Among these demons,
some who had reached the peak of Divinity Transformation would forcibly disperse a portion of their Cultivation just to avoid facing the tribulation,
just to eke out a meager existence in the world.
But there were others who would choose to fight for that slim chance of survival.
According to Cyan Yang Daoist’s memories,
Tai Ze Lake was one such case.
The legends about it were also true.
It was originally a Golden Dragon that had reached the peak of Divinity Transformation.
It had been preparing to undergo its tribulation, break through, and ascend.
But in the end, it was struck down and killed by the Immortal Court from high above, transforming into the Tai Ze Lake of today.
According to the information Hu Qi had previously seen from the great web of fate,
within this Tai Ze Lake,
there was a great opportunity hidden.
However, the time for this opportunity to be fully revealed had not yet come.
So there was no rush.
He could use this time to explore this world and harvest more Modification Points and essence.
At this thought,
his body distorted.
He actually transformed into the likeness of Cyan Yang Daoist. Then, with a beckoning gesture, he pulled the two longswords from the ground into his hands and began to channel his Demon Essence to refine them.
Because their master, Cyan Yang Daoist, was dead,
these two Magical Treasures had naturally become ownerless.
Combined with the refining technique from the memories,
it only took a moment.
The two longswords, both Lower Grade Magical Treasures, were completely refined by Hu Qi.
Afterward,
he did not linger.
With a single step,
he left the area.
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