Return to reality: Rakshasa City

More than two months have passed since Zhuge Xiang killed Dugu Jue and his fellow disciples. During these two months, Zhuge Xiang has hardly encountered any other disciples, and his experience bar has been almost stuck. However, during this time, all of Zhuge Xiang's Life Profession have improved to a certain extent.

Both the Artifact Forger and the Appraisal have reached the Beginner Grade Seven. Although the medicinal materials are scarce and Zhuge Xiang's progress Pill Alchemist is slow, he has still reached the initial fifth rank. As long as he collects the necessary materials, he can start refining the Berserk Bear Secret Medicine.

On this day, Zhuge Xiang refined several Healing Pills. He took a deep breath. In recent days, Zhuge Xiang had refined no less than a thousand Healing Pill and Qi Recovery Pill. In addition, for his cultivation as a crafting professional, Zhuge Xiang had dismantled countless high-quality Magic Artifact and equipment and reforged them, all for the sake of proficiency. Among the mountain of magical Magic Artifact, there were no longer any high-quality Magic Artifact to be seen. They were all Seven-star magic tool Zhuge Xiang had refined.

"Senior Brother Mo, how long will my Food last?" After Appraisal the few Healing Pill that had just been made and storing them in her storage space, she turned to Mo Wuyan, who was meditating, and asked. Meditation not only helps maintain one's cultivation speed but also reduces one's consumption of Food.

Opening his eyes, Mo Wuyan's gaze also held a hint of worry and anxiety. He said, "The Food we have left, if eaten by an average person, will only last for the next half month. If we're careful, it should last about a month."

"Is that so?" Zhuge Xiang's eyes showed a solemn expression. "We've been in this Land of Death for nine months now. Of the more than a thousand disciples who came in, most of them are probably dead by now. Even if we were to steal Food, we wouldn't be able to get much. However, judging from the time, one or two hours should have passed in the real world, and our sect's reinforcements should be arriving soon."

Rumble...

As if to confirm Zhuge Xiang's words, a violent roar suddenly resounded between Heaven and Earth as soon as Zhuge Xiang finished speaking. It was as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had caved in. Zhuge Xiang and Mo Wuyan were slightly taken aback, exchanged a glance, and could not hide their joy. Clearly, the Sect's rescue had arrived.

As the deafening roar resounded, the entire space of the Land of Death trembled, seemingly on the verge of collapse, with Spatial Rift appearing one after another. It was as if the space of this Land of Death was being subjected to an incredibly powerful attack from the outside, and that this space was about to shatter.

Far away at Myriad Buddha Temple, the ancient chanting ceased for the first time. Immediately afterward, beams of light shot out from the Myriad Buddha Temple, led by a black-haired, naked man with a pair of golden Bone Wings flapping. Behind him, nine Corpse King protected him, followed by a dense swarm of Hairy Zombie taking flight. As for the ordinary Zombie that couldn't fly, they all roared towards the sky...

Standing at the cave entrance, watching the Golden Winged Corpse King soar into the sky, along with the nine white- Bone Wings Corpse King, Zhuge Xiang and Mo Wuyan remained silent. With such a lineup, once revealed, could the rescue team sent by the Sect possibly withstand them?

"Who dares to disturb this Buddha's peaceful cultivation!" A deep voice came from the mouth of the Corpse King with Golden Bone Wings, and waves of rich and powerful Bright Buddha Power emanated from this Zombie. The Golden-Winged Man at the head of the group flew to the very top of the Land of Death, stretched out his golden Zombie Claw, grabbed the Void, and tore it apart with his bare hands.

Those who cultivate to the extreme can overcome Heavenly Tribulation, Space Rend, and enter higher planes such as immortals and demons. This Golden-Winged Man, although he did not become gods and Buddhas, Bodhisattva, or Bodhisattva, Space Rend with his bare hands, which can already be considered the means of gods and Buddhas.

The Golden-Winged Man tore through space, leading nine Corpse Kings and thousands of Hairy Zombie, and flew out through the Spatial Rift. Through the Spatial Rift, they could see glimpses of the real world outside.

Blue sky and white clouds, but dark clouds could be seen everywhere, and a fierce wind was blowing. On one hand, Buddhist Power filled the sky, mixed with an extremely dense aura of death. On the other hand, Demonic Qi surged, and the Asura Face could be vaguely seen, along with all sorts of Lingbao flashing. The battle was so fierce that the sky and earth were darkened. Even in the Land of Death, one could feel the terrifying power.

Zhuge Xiang couldn't see the battle clearly at all, only managing to glimpse fragments through the cracks in the Land of Death. He didn't know how long the battle lasted, until finally, the Golden-Winged Man cried out in alarm, "The Asura Demon Statue! It's the signature artifact of your Asura Sect's ancestor. Today, I, the Buddha, am giving your Asura ancestor some face!"

With the Golden-Winged Man's scream, the battle quickly ended. But at the same time, the space of the Land of Death suddenly shattered, and thousands of Zombie, along with Zhuge Xiang and Mo Wuyan, were all enveloped by an invisible force and shot away...

In the real world, we can see that the Golden-Winged Man, leading the remaining seven Corpse Kings and hundreds of Hairy Zombie, was no match for the attack of a colossal Asura Statue ten thousand feet tall. He was forced to retreat in panic. However, as he was leaving, he struck out with his palm, hitting the Black Lotus in mid-air. Immediately, thousands of rays of light scattered outwards, along with Zhuge Xiang and Mo Wuyan, and thousands of ordinary Zombie, all flying out and scattering throughout Yanling Commandery.

In the Void, a dozen elders stood in mid-air, their faces grim as they watched this scene. Ordinary Zombie were nothing more than ants in their eyes, but they had been tricked like this just before leaving. With so many Zombie running rampant, Yanling Commandery would be busy for some time to come.

"Go, fortune and misfortune are intertwined," the enormous Asura Demon Statue rapidly shrank to the size of a palm, and Demon Image words were uttered from its mouth before it vanished in a streak of light.

"Respectfully seeing off the Sect Master!" As they watched the shrunken Asura Demon Statue depart, more than a dozen elders of the Asura Sect spoke in unison, and then transformed into streaks of light, fleeing towards the Endless Mountain Range.

Enveloped by an invisible force, Zhuge Xiang didn't know where he had fallen. When he came out, he saw the departing figures of the Corpse King, the gigantic Demon Image Hundred Zhang tall, and more than a dozen elders. Zhuge Xiang knew that this was a battle between Void Realm Great Expert, and he didn't even have the right to watch.

After flying for an unknown distance, Zhuge Xiang and Mo Wuyan became separated. When he landed, he found himself on a small hilltop. Looking down from there, he could see a city standing not far away, and it was quite large.

Running towards the city, Zhuge Xiang, with his cultivation at the Third Layer of Void Splitting Realm, moved as fast as the wind, like a swift horse, even without using his movement techniques.

In less than half an hour, Zhuge Xiang had arrived at the city gate of the huge city, where three large characters were written: Rakshasa City.

Rakshasa City!? Upon seeing the name of this city, Zhuge Xiang recalled for a moment and remembered that Rakshasa City was located in the southernmost part of Yanling Commandery, on the edge of Yanling Commandery, at the junction of Lingtai Commandery and Xiaoyao Commandery.

If I travel southeast for a day or two, I will enter the territory of Lingtai Commandery, which is controlled by Heavenly Dragon Temple. If I travel southwest for a day or two, I will enter Xiaoyao Commandery, which is controlled by the Heavenly Sword Sect. Unexpectedly, the collapse of the Land of Death has sent me to the southernmost edge of Yanling Commandery.

At the city gate, several guards, all possessing considerable cultivation, stood guard. Located at the border of Yanling Commandery and Lingtai Commandery, these guards were clearly more powerful than the city guards in the heart of Yanling Commandery. As expected of a city at the junction of three counties, Rakshasa City actually had quite a few Buddhist Sect disciples dressed in monks' robes, as well as many Sword Cultivators in blue sword robes.

Showing his Ink Jade Token, which signified his status as Inner Sect Disciple, the guards at the city gates greeted Zhuge Xiang with utmost respect and welcomed him into Rakshasa City. Zhuge Xiang declined the guards' offer to lead the way and strolled in. Seeing a Restaurant, he went straight inside without a second thought.

Having spent nine months in the Land of Death, where Food was scarce and mostly dry rations, I was practically starving. Back in the real world, I naturally needed to properly satisfy my hunger.

The Restaurant was incredibly popular; a quick glance around revealed no empty seats. Moreover, the diners all possessed considerable cultivation levels, which surprised Zhuge Xiang. Were there just too many cultivators here?

However, Zhuge Xiang didn't have the time or inclination to think about all that. His primary goal was to have a good meal. He strolled to the second floor of the Restaurant, which was still packed. Surprisingly, there was an empty table by the window. Zhuge Xiang stepped forward, sat down, and loudly ordered, "Waiter, two jugs of good wine, two catties of beef, and a few side dishes, please."

As soon as Zhuge Xiang spoke, the Shop Assistant came running over, but his face showed some difficulty. He said, "Um, sir, could you please make room for me? This seat is unavailable."

"Can't I sit here? This is a perfectly good spot, and it's near the window, why can't I sit here?" Zhuge Xiang asked, raising an eyebrow.

"This seat has always been reserved by Miss Su Huayu of the Asura Sect. No one else can sit here. If Miss Su were to come, I would have a hard time explaining myself," the Shop Assistant said in a low voice, bowing and scraping, with a look of fear on his face, as if this Miss Su were some kind of man-eating tigress.

Seeing the Shop Assistant's pitiful appearance, Zhuge Xiang, himself Beggar, understood the sorrow of those living at the bottom of society and did not want to make things difficult for him, so he nodded and got up.

However, at that moment, a red shadow flashed, carrying a hint of floral fragrance. A woman in a red dress stood beside the table, slapped her hand, and a Dagger landed on the table. Her eyebrows furrowed, and she shouted in a delicate voice, "Where did this wild brat come from? Don't you know any rules? How dare you sit in my seat? Get out of my way!" (To be continued...)