Liquid Condensation Realm! Gold Demon Slayer! Farewell!

Four days later, the Ten Thousand Fusion Art reached perfection. Ye Wudao fused the One Qi Transforming Profound Art with the Ten Thousand Fusion Art, creating a new cultivation technique.

The initial proficiency of the new technique only increased by 20,000.

However, the cultivation efficiency improved once again, reaching 6,720.

Cultivating the Myriad Phenomena Return to Origin Art!

Twelve days later, he advanced to the minor completion stage of the Grandmaster Realm.

At the same time, the Ten Thousand Fusion Art reached perfection again and fused with the Myriad Phenomena Return to Origin Art, forming a new Ten Thousand Fusion Art.

The initial proficiency of the new technique reached 140,000, and the cultivation efficiency rose to 13,670.

He then cultivated the new technique Qin Tianlong had found for him. Seven days later, the Ten Thousand Fusion Art reached perfection once more and fused with the new technique.

This time, the initial proficiency of the new technique reached 160,000.

However, unlike the previous few times, the cultivation efficiency did not double; instead, it stalled at 16,000.

According to the system's prompt, his cultivation talent had reached its limit, and it could only be improved to one-tenth of the initial proficiency.

Over the next month, he fused six more techniques. The initial proficiency of the Ten Thousand Fusion Art reached 300,000, the cultivation efficiency reached 30,000, and his realm experience increased by 3,000 per minute.

There were no new techniques left; all the techniques Qin Tianlong could find had been delivered through his special connections.

Meanwhile, he had also advanced to the peak of the Grandmaster Realm, just a hair's breadth away from transcending it.

On this day, while he was hunting Tier 3 demonic beasts in the Rift World, a system prompt suddenly rang out in his mind.

Ye Wudao understood that the stage beyond the Grandmaster Realm had arrived!

He hurriedly shook off the siege of the Tier 3 demonic beasts and flew to a place where no beasts gathered, sitting down cross-legged.

The moment he sat down, the Xiantian True Qi within his body began to spin frantically, as if it had gone mad.

A sharp pain radiated from his lower abdomen, nearly causing him to lose his focus.

The volume of his True Qi shrank as its density increased.

The True Qi, which had originally resembled clouds and mist, was compressed into thick fog, then further compressed into water mist.

"Drip..."

Suddenly, a crisp sound of a water droplet echoed in his mind.

A drop of white liquid dripped from the center of the spinning True Qi vortex.

It hovered silently in the middle of his Dantian, with the surrounding True Qi circling it in a slow rotation.

Two drops...

Three drops...

The True Qi gradually diminished, while the liquid increased.

In the end, the True Qi in his Dantian vanished completely, replaced by a pool of white liquid.

"Is this... Xiantian True Liquid?"

Ye Wudao looked at the pool of white liquid and muttered softly.

Before he could react, the white liquid began to circulate through his meridians.

Pain...

Agonizing pain...

In the next second, these were the only two thoughts in his mind.

Wherever the Xiantian True Liquid passed, his meridians felt as if they were about to snap.

He gritted his teeth, holding on firmly and suppressing the trembling of his body.

After one cycle, his meridians suddenly felt warm, as if some force were repairing them.

He didn't even have a second to enjoy the relief before the Xiantian True Liquid flowed into his meridians once again.

He endured this cycle of pain and relief for half an hour.

After ten cycles, the Xiantian True Liquid flowed through his meridians again, but this time there was no pain or discomfort.

He only felt that his entire body was brimming with power!

He gently clenched his right fist, and the terrifying force caused the very air to tremble.

Back in the Xiantian Realm, he had tested his strength, which was roughly 100,000 kilograms per punch.

In the Grandmaster Realm, it was approximately 500,000 kilograms per punch.

Now, his strength was at least 1,000,000 kilograms, perhaps even more.

As the Xiantian True Liquid flowed through his meridians, it was tempering not only his meridians but his physical body as well.

Whenever he exerted force, the Xiantian True Liquid would condense on his skin, forming a faint layer of white mist.

He didn't know how strong his physical body was, but one thing was certain: with a single punch, the semi-meteorite iron weapons used by the Demon Slayer Guard would shatter instantly.

He picked up the long spear at his side; this was the heirloom all-meteorite spear belonging to his grandmaster, Qin Tianlong.

Xiantian True Liquid condensed upon the spearhead, and the Triple Penetrating Power was unleashed in a sudden burst.

"Hum..."

At that moment, the all-meteorite spear struggled to withstand such force.

The white Xiantian True Liquid transformed into a streak of light, slamming into the small hill ahead.

"Boom..."

A violent roar erupted as the top of the small hill suddenly exploded.

When the dust settled, a hole the size of a round table had appeared in the upper half of the hill.

The blast of Xiantian True Liquid, layered with Triple Penetrating Power, had pierced straight through the mountain.

Standing where he was, he could look through the hole and see the landscape on the other side of the hill.

"This..."

Ye Wudao glanced at the spear in his hand, only one thought crossing his mind: I am invincible!

This level of combat destruction had already surpassed the limits of humanity.

If he was this powerful at the Liquid Condensation Realm, what would the Martial Dao Golden Core be like?

Perhaps the Land Immortal his grandmaster spoke of was truly a reality.

Another month passed, and he reached the minor completion of the Liquid Condensation Realm!

His Demon Slayer points reached seven hundred thousand!

Two months later, he reached the great completion of the Liquid Condensation Realm!

His Demon Slayer points surpassed one million, and he was promoted to a Gold Demon Slayer.

It was on this very day that his name appeared before the founders of the Demon Slayer organization, all of whom were at the peak of the Grandmaster Realm.

At the Demon Slayer headquarters, in front of a massive round table, six founders were holding a video conference on a giant screen.

"Eighteen years old, a commoner, and a Gold Demon Slayer? Did the Demon Slayer system in Sea City make a mistake?"

"There is no mistake! I have reviewed the footage from his monster-slaying recorder; he possesses at least the cultivation of a Grandmaster Realm."

"A Grandmaster Realm at eighteen? You must be joking! His file says that seven months ago, he was still a commoner!"

"Did he hide his cultivation? Impossible! His file states he was sent to prison for vehicular manslaughter. If he had the cultivation of a Grandmaster, would he have ended up in prison?"

"Even if he started cultivating from the womb, it would be impossible to reach the Grandmaster Realm by eighteen! Unless he has a Martial Saint Body!"

"He really does seem to have a Martial Saint Body. I have watched all his videos of killing monsters. When he first entered prison, he was at the Body Forging Realm, ten days later he was at the Houtian Realm, and a month later he had advanced to the Xiantian Realm. If it isn't a Martial Saint Body, I cannot explain how he could advance to the Grandmaster Realm so quickly."

"Does the legendary Martial Saint Body truly exist?"

"Should we have him come to headquarters? Perhaps he could advance beyond the Grandmaster Realm!"

"Beyond the Grandmaster? Forget it! The six of us have been stuck at the peak of the Grandmaster Realm for how many years? You and I both know that failing to advance beyond the Grandmaster has nothing to do with our talent; it is due to the lack of proper cultivation techniques!"

"Then what do you propose? Are we not going to meet him?"

"We must meet him. An eighteen-year-old Grandmaster has only appeared a few times in the history of the Dragon Kingdom's martial arts, and those were all legends. Perhaps he really can discover the path beyond the Grandmaster Realm?"

"Let's wait a while. The monsters in the Rift World near the Magic Capital are launching fierce attacks, and I cannot get away for the time being."

"The same goes for the Capital City. Both of us have to enter the rifts every day to hunt monsters; we cannot spare the time."

"Everyone just needs to endure. It is the mating season for the monsters, and they are all acting like madmen everywhere. It happens every year; if we hold out for this month, it will be fine!"

"Then let's leave it at that. Once this period passes, have him come to headquarters. That's all for now! I'm hanging up!"

The video conference ended, and the six founders returned to their respective duties.

Ye Wudao was still unaware that he had already been scrutinized by the six founders of the Demon Slayer organization.

When he returned to Cell No. 1, his three masters had already returned.

Qin Tianlong looked at the gold medal in Ye Wudao's hand and asked softly, "Preparing to leave prison?"

Ye Wudao had never changed his Demon Slayer medal before, but returning tonight with the gold one made his intentions self-evident.

Ye Wudao nodded and replied, "Yes!"

Qin Tianlong looked at Ye Wudao, his eyes full of admiration, and said, "After you get out, don't rush into revenge. I will give you an address; go find a man named Ghost Seven."

"He will compile all the information on your enemies for you. If you are interested, you can also have him gather the former members of the Azure Dragon Gang. That is a significant force that will help with your revenge."

"Do not rush to confront the Zhang Family yet. Wait for me to get out, and we will go together."

"Although your combat power is now nearly invincible on Blue Star, you must still be careful."

"Blue Star has certain thermal weapons that can still threaten your life, so be cautious in everything!"

Ye Wudao nodded and looked at Hu Lianfeng and Zhang Hankuang.

Hu Lianfeng smiled slightly and said softly, "Your grandmaster has already given you the instructions, so I have nothing more to add. Be careful in everything after you leave!"

Zhang Hankuang looked at Ye Wudao with deep satisfaction and said, "My enemies were already dealt with by my own hands before I entered prison."

"My only regret is that I never found my kidnapped daughter."

"If you can find her after you get out, just bring her to see me."

"If you truly can't find her, then let it be!"

"A whole year has passed, and I don't even know if she's alive or dead!"

"Perhaps..."

He paused after saying this, then shook his head and said, "Forget it, enough talk! Be careful once you're out!"

Ye Wudao looked at Zhang Hankuang; he had only learned about Zhang Hankuang's situation later on.

Before Zhang Hankuang was imprisoned, his life had been wonderful—he ran a martial arts gym, had a virtuous wife, and a lovely daughter.

But fate was cruel; his wife died in a car accident, and the perpetrator, a small-time boss, wanted to settle the matter with money.

Zhang Hankuang refused, and the arrogant boss, ignorant of the consequences, hired a group of ruthless thugs to kidnap his daughter.

Those thugs were human traffickers who took her away immediately, and in the end, even the boss didn't know where she had been sold.

In a fit of rage, Zhang Hankuang slaughtered the boss's entire family of eight. He never received news of his daughter and ended up being captured by the Demon Slayer Guard.

Zhang Hankuang usually appeared boisterous, but it was merely to mask the pain in his heart.

Ye Wudao glanced at his three masters, bowed deeply, and said softly, "Thank you for your teachings. Once I have avenged myself, I will return to bring you all out of this prison!"

Qin Tianlong looked at Ye Wudao and said, "Go! Be careful in everything you do!"

Hu Lianfeng nodded at Ye Wudao: "Go! Don't look back; looking back is bad luck!"

Zhang Hankuang smiled slightly but said nothing.

Ye Wudao bowed deeply once more, opened the door to Cell No. 1, and walked toward the prison entrance.