Flames roared and firelight soared into the sky. Deep within the volcano, where power had been accumulating, a torrent of turbid lava, weighing billions of tons, erupted from the earth with a deafening roar.
"Hahahaha! You have ruined my path, turning my forty-nine days of arduous cultivation into nothing! You still want the inheritance of the Devil Palace? Are you dreaming? Or should you just die with me!"
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"You have to act it out properly," He Ping laughed loudly, his voice echoing through the sky. His entire body was covered with countless cracks, like a piece of porcelain about to break.
Then, accompanied by a crackling sound, a fissure appeared between his brows, from which flames shone. Immediately afterward, his skin cracked inch by inch, and with a bang, the protective aura around his body exploded, like a firework bursting into flames, and he was blown away!
boom!
The flames below erupted further, accompanied by a deafening roar, as a towering column of fire shot out of the volcano, engulfing the entire island in a sea of fire.
"This person, this person is so fiercely independent. When forced by this master cultivator, he is willing to sacrifice his cultivation and perish together with us!"
Yuanmu within the Dragonblood Tree was both shocked and enraged, striving to fly upwards to avoid the terrifying natural disaster!
However, the Black Cloud Fire Baleful Qi was incredibly powerful, with howling winds all around, and thick black clouds of energy floating and swirling, forming deep vortexes.
Yuanmu, relying on the Dragonblood Tree, still wanted to break through, but halfway through his flight, he felt a suction force coming from the vortex of Black Cloud Fire Baleful Qi above his head, and he couldn't move at all.
"What a tragedy! What a tragedy! If I had known this would happen, why did I insist on sticking my neck out and come here to seek my own death..."
He was filled with remorse, but it was too late. Suddenly, a "pop" sound rang in his ears, like bubbles bursting. Yuanmu's mind went blank, and he couldn't even utter a sound. With a loud bang, he turned into a cloud of blood mist.
In that instant, a power more terrifying than a volcanic eruption descended! The Secret Method restrictions of the Sanyuan Devil Palace were activated, and after the earth veins ruptured and exploded, the shock transmitted through the earth's strata not only shattered the entire island, but also triggered the tremor of the earth's tectonic plates deep within the earth veins.
The faint, bubble-like popping sound that Yuanmu heard was the earth's rumbling caused by the compression of the strata.
The moment the sound rang out, an invisible wave spread out over a vast area, the surrounding primordial energy hummed and trembled, and countless streams of energy transformed into visible ripples, forcefully shattering the space and causing even this world to lose its true shape.
This is the boundless power of creation contained within the earth, proving that the eight words "jade and stone are burned together, and heaven and earth are no more" are by no means an exaggeration.
Waves of ripples appeared in the void, as the great destruction and annihilation swept through, and even the " Hundred-Armed Child " could not escape the calamity.
This fleshy, hundred-armed monster also tried to break free from the Black Cloud Fire Baleful Qi, but huge pulling forces and storms swept in all directions, and for a short time, no matter how brute-force Xiao Wubei tried to break through, he could not escape.
"Give me thirty breaths, and I can break this level of restriction!"
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Just then, the power of the ley line explosion swept over, and a third of the flesh of the giant ball of flesh was as if it had been scraped open by a scraper, turning into mud and exploding into countless fragments of bone and flesh in the air.
Immediately, a bloodcurdling scream rang out.
"Aaaaaaaahhhhhh!"
Even a powerful expert like Xiao Wubei, who had just entered the Dao, let out a series of painful screams from the mouths of hundreds of hands. Those arms were like shattered porcelain, with cracks spreading everywhere. The huge, fleshy bodies were squeezed and deformed like clay, and finally, unable to withstand the pressure, they turned into a cloud of blood mist that drifted in the air.
Splash!
Amidst the blood mist, Xiao Wubei, shattered into countless fragments in mid-air, still possessed a powerful "Yin Spirit." However, this Yin Spirit was also severely injured. Suddenly, it soared out, sweeping through the void once more. The soul, distorted by this turbulent spatial distortion, was violently shattered.
In less than ten breaths, Xiao Wubei attempted to condense his soul twenty-three times, but all around him were waves of spatial tremors. By the twenty-fourth attempt, due to excessive stimulation of his Yin spirit thoughts and frequent attempts to condense, he finally ran out of energy.
With a series of crackling sounds, the spiritual imprint of this Lotus Seat Master vanished completely, leaving not a trace behind.
For a full three hours, the energy accumulated in the underground fire veins was released, and the black cloud pillar formed by the " Great Veiling Curtain Method " also dissipated.
During these three hours, the island's surface, cracked like a spider web, also spewed out flames, and flowing molten lava constantly jumped and splashed within the cracks.
The energy erupted from the earth's veins, and the resulting tremors gradually subsided. However, the seawater outside the island was churning like boiling porridge, and countless fish, shrimp, crabs, and strange deep-sea creatures were cooked and floated to the surface.
The entire island was covered by lava, and the cracked concave mountain collapsed like melted chocolate. The island was on the verge of sinking into the sea. The aftershocks had not yet dissipated. The heat from the volcanic eruption affected a large area of the surrounding sea, including the island, as well as dozens of other islands. They were all like boiling pots, with steam rising and white mist enveloping the area like clouds.
Just then, from the gradually cooling, pale red lava on the island, a crack suddenly appeared, and a fissure appeared in the spot where the altar had been placed.
boom!
A flame leaped three to five zhang high, and within that blue flame, a figure gradually took shape from nothing.
The figure was none other than He Ping. The Devil Palace's restriction, which was described as "jade and stone are burned together, and heaven and earth are destroyed," was extremely powerful. It could connect with the earth's veins and use the turbid evil energy to vibrate the earth's apertures, causing a tremor in the earth's veins. Even those who had reached the Great Cheng of Yin Spirit would be scattered into nothingness. No matter how high their cultivation level was, they would find it difficult to withstand such a power that shook heaven and earth.
This restriction is more like an array, with its only escape route located beneath the altar. This is a sliver of hope left in advance when the restriction was set up; the disciples of the Devil Palace would seal their souls with soul altars and life boxes, and then send them into the gap beneath the altar.
After the Soul Altar is sealed, one can escape into the ground a hundred feet deep in one breath, and then remain unaffected by the outside world for several hours. After that, the sect's masters will take away the Soul Altar, and it will not be difficult to seize another body and be reborn.
As for He Ping, it was even more convenient for him. He activated the power of the Three Yang Calamity, transforming his physical body into a ball of fire, and burrowed into the ground beneath the altar, hiding a hundred feet underground in one breath. He remained hidden for three hours.
After three hours, He Ping confirmed that it was safe outside before leisurely "sneaking" out.
"This Volcano Sea was originally supposed to erupt in 60 years. I'm afraid that by then, the accumulated power would be enough to destroy all the islands in this sea area. By detonating the accumulated fire energy in the seabed veins in advance, I can at least protect this sea area for 60 years. However, after two 60-year cycles, the fire veins will erupt again due to the pressure between the tectonic plates. At that time, the damage will probably be even more severe."
As He Ping's figure materialized, he was draped in a jet-black robe. His posture was upright, and the flames surrounding him had died down. However, an extremely powerful aura rose from within him, the aura of someone who had entered the Dao realm.
He Ping motionless, not even emitting any spiritual light, as the energy surrounding him evolved on its own, spreading layer by layer throughout the world.
After entering the Dao, he closed his eyes slightly, and his clear consciousness sensed the primordial energy of heaven and earth within a radius of about forty feet centered on himself, creating an indescribable connection with his own soul.
Of course, He Ping's soul had already transformed and become a Yin spirit, but the orthodox methods he cultivated did not focus on the path of refining the spirit through "Yin spirit leaving the body".
He took a deep breath and drew a trace of the essence of the energy from the heaven and earth in all directions. He absorbed a pure essence of energy using the Qi Collection method, and incorporated it into the life and death in his body using the Qi Collection method of the Three Yuan Demon Palace.
The gateway to life and death, also known as the Mysterious Pass, is neither inside nor outside the physical body; it is the most mysterious and profound acupoint within the human body. Once the gateway to life and death is opened, one is no longer limited by lifespan, and can extend one's lifespan through cultivation.
After He Ping advanced to the Dao, his Xuan Guan (mysterious gate) opened. Daoist masters are called half-immortals because they can absorb the pure primordial energy of heaven and earth through the Xuan Guan and extend their lifespan by returning to their roots and restoring their life.
"The lifespan of an ordinary mortal is limited to two cycles of sixty years. After entering the Dao, one can absorb pure primordial energy to replenish one's lifespan. My current lifespan is over two hundred and fifty years. Perhaps in two cycles of sixty years, or one hundred and twenty years, I can return to this sea area again..."
He Ping opened his eyes, and even without moving his gaze, the "Yin God," more powerful than ever before, began scanning the sea area.
Xiao Wubei, the " Hundred-Armed Demon Child," was truly killed by the secret Secret Method of "mutual destruction and irreversible destruction."
If it weren't for the hidden restrictions within this Volcano Island, even though He Ping had already entered the Dao, it was hard to say how much confidence He Ping would have in defeating such a veteran Dao-entering expert in a battle.
Of course, if you can kill your opponent with the restrictions of the Sanyuan Devil Palace, why would you need to fight a master like that for three hundred rounds? Wouldn't that be crazy?
As for the old Daoist Yuanmu, he was dead beyond any doubt. After his death, the Dragonblood Tree was also blown into several pieces. Some of the tree trunks were blasted into dust by the shockwaves of heaven and earth, leaving not even a trace of debris.
However, one section of the tree trunk survived and floated in a pool of flowing lava. He Ping noticed it and used his divine soul to pull the trunk of the Dragonblood Tree over.
"This Blood Dragon Tree is a rare species from the Abyssal Realm. It is a rare and heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Even after being swept away by the power of the earth-shattering earthquake, such a piece still survives, which shows its extraordinary nature. Let's put it away for now!"
He Ping absorbed the section of the Blood Dragon Tree trunk into his own shadow, breathed a sigh of relief, and calmly muttered to himself with a blank expression.
"The ' Hundred-Armed Demon Child ' is also a big figure in the Mud Sect. If something happens to such a top expert, the Mud Sect won't just stand by and do nothing. This sea area is already a place of turmoil... No, the outer sea is not a safe place either. I have already achieved the Dao, and there is no need for me to stay in the outer sea any longer. Let's return to the Great You first!"
However, if the Mud Sect lacks sufficient intelligence, they might mistakenly believe that he is "fierce-tempered and unwilling to relinquish his legacy," leading him to choose self-destruction. On the other hand, even if they could see through the deception, tracing his whereabouts might not be so easy.
After all, with the earth's veins shattered and shaken, not a single trace remains. Even the secrets of heaven are reversed, revealing utter chaos. This is why the Sanyuan Devil Palace has been using this method for so long without many people noticing its flaws.
On the other hand, the matter concerning the Sutara People is somewhat troublesome, but since I have already left Chixinzi and the Azure Corpse Puppet here to clean up the mess, there is no need for me to continue to personally investigate.
His mind was made up; with a thought, he took flight and fled like a shooting star, heading east in the blink of an eye.