"All in."
Su Yu's mind remained completely unmoved.
Three hundred thousand Slaughter Points were the number he obtained after he razed the Mystic Sword Sect and drained the millennia-old sect's resources.
At this moment, like a floodgate bursting, everything poured into that dark golden jade slip.
[Ding! 305,000 Slaughter Points consumed!]
[The deduction of " Acala Body " is in progress... 1%... 20%... 55%... 100%!]
[Deduction successful! Current mastery level: Minor success!]
Buzz--!
A torrent of insights, completely different from the " Pagoda Demonic Baleful Intent Art " yet equally magnificent and powerful, washed over Su Yu's sea of consciousness.
It is a Zen-like state of "immovability," which is extremely yang and strong, indestructible, and seems to have stood between heaven and earth since time immemorial.
Almost simultaneously, a tremendous change occurred inside Su Yu's body!
The bones, which had been tempered by the " Pagoda Demonic Baleful Intent Art " to a dark gold color, now radiated a purer and more dazzling pale golden light from the inside out.
Click! Click!
Every bone and every fascia in his body was reorganized, compressed, and refined under this new force!
The original techniques, which contained some impurities and Sha Qi, were completely cleansed by this vast Buddhist power, leaving only the purest "diamond" nature.
If the previous " Pagoda Demonic Baleful Intent Art " forged a domineering and ferocious demonic body...
At this moment, the integration of the " Acala Body " is like casting an unbreakable Buddha bone into the core of this demonic body!
One demon, one Buddha; one dynamic, one static—two completely opposite supreme cultivation techniques, under the system's immense power, strangely achieved a balance. Instead of conflicting, they complemented each other.
A thin layer of golden light, as thin as a cicada's wing, flashed across Su Yu's skin, and a faint red vertical line quietly appeared between his brows before disappearing.
The bottleneck of the Mystic Realm Ninth Level Body Refinement shattered instantly before this transformative power.
A powerful aura, as solid as a mountain and as heavy as the earth, suddenly awakened within him.
Body-Tempering Realm, Earth Realm First Level!
It's done!
At this point, Qi Refinement, Spirit Refinement, and Body Refinement —all three systems—had simultaneously reached the Earth Realm!
Su Yu slowly opened his eyes, remaining seated cross-legged, and simply clenched his fist.
Without making a sound, the air in front of him was effortlessly crushed and exploded with a series of muffled sonic booms, creating a small vacuum.
"This power..."
Su Yu murmured to himself, feeling the pure power within his body that seemed capable of supporting the heavens and earth.
He could clearly feel that his physical strength had increased by more than ten times compared to before!
Even without using any True Qi or divine sense, he could probably withstand a full-force attack from an ordinary Earth Realm Middle Stage with his physical body alone!
at the same time.
Qing Province City, the Duke Chen's Residence.
In stark contrast to the Zen-like tranquility of Xuankong Temple, the atmosphere here is as deathly still as a tomb.
Inside a heavily guarded, dark, and secluded room.
Chen Xiaotian, the contemporary Duke Chen, sat quietly in the main seat with a gloomy expression.
That face, which usually exuded an imposing aura, now bore a hint of barely concealed anxiety.
Before him, a figure, as thin as a shadow, knelt on one knee, its aura blending seamlessly with the darkness. Without seeing it with one's own eyes, one would have no way of noticing its presence.
Chen Ying.
The shadow of the Duke Chen's Residence is responsible for handling all the shady dealings.
With his Qi Refinement at the Earth Realm Eighth Level, combined with his unparalleled mastery of the Earth Realm's top-grade martial art, " Traceless Demonic Shadow," Chen Xiaotian wielded the sharpest and most secretive blade.
"Explain."
Chen Xiaotian's voice was hoarse, and he only managed to utter one word.
"Report to the Duke."
Chen Ying's voice was like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing together, devoid of any emotion, "My subordinates infiltrated Tiannan Commandery, reviewed all the internal files of the Demon Suppression Bureau, and traced the flight path of the Iron-Feathered Eagle..."
He paused, seemingly organizing his thoughts.
"Young Master Chen Hao... is not in Qing Province."
Chen Xiaotian gripped the armrest of the grand master's chair tightly, leaving clear fingerprints on the century-old ironwood armrest.
Where is he?
Chen Ying lowered her head even further.
"Three days ago, it was secretly escorted by the ' Black Dragon Swift Boat ' from the Wang Du headquarters and directly delivered to... the Earth-level prison of the Wang Du Demon Suppression Bureau Division headquarters."
boom!
It felt as if a thunderclap had exploded in Chen Xiaotian's mind.
Headquarters of the Demon Suppression Bureau Division in the Wang Du!
Earth-level prison!
What place is that?
That was one of the most heavily guarded places in the entire Great Qin Dynasty!
Let alone someone at the Earth Realm Peak, even if a Heaven Realm expert came in person, they wouldn't be able to get anyone out of there!
It's over.
At that moment, Chen Xiaotian felt all his strength drain away, and he slumped back in his chair, his eyes instantly turning ashen.
His high regard for Chen Hao, even to the point of making a deal with the Blood Baleful Intent Hall to find out his whereabouts, was not due to any father-son relationship.
Rather, it's because Chen Hao harbors a secret in his mind.
A shocking secret that the Chen Family secretly plotted over three generations, enough to turn the entire Qing Province upside down and even elevate the Chen Family to the status of kings and nobles!
Now, Chen Hao has landed with the Demon Suppression Bureau Headquarters.
He could even imagine the ruthless methods those lunatics at the headquarters would use to pry this secret out of Chen Hao.
At that time, the Chen Family family will face utter destruction!
At this moment, the Chen Family, the Duke's Residence that had stood for hundreds of years in the Great Qin Dynasty, was almost in dire straits.
After the extreme fear and despair, a hysterical madness burst forth in Chen Xiaotian's eyes.
He can't just wait to die!
Chen Ying.
He mustered all his strength and squeezed out two words from his throat.
"Your subordinate is here."
Go and contact the Blood Baleful Intent Hall.
Chen Xiaotian's voice sounded like a demon from the deepest hell, "Tell Zhou Tong I want to see him in person!"
Chen Ying's body trembled almost imperceptibly.
Two hours later, night fell!
A figure in black robes entered a secret room within the Duke's Residence, like a ghost blending into the darkness.
With each step he took, the light and shadow beneath his feet were swallowed up, and the temperature of the entire secret chamber seemed to drop sharply as he entered.
The newcomer was Zhou Tong, one of the seven hall masters of the Blood Baleful Intent Hall.
He didn't look at Chen Xiaotian, whose face was gloomy in the main seat, but instead looked around the secret room with great interest, a faint sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.
" The Duke's Residence's hospitality is becoming increasingly refined."
Zhou Tong's voice was soft, yet sharp as a steel needle tempered with ice, easily piercing Chen Xiaotian's carefully maintained composure. "This stench of death can be smelled from three blocks away."
Chen Xiaotian's fingers on the armrest suddenly tightened, and the hard ironwood armrest groaned under the weight.
He raised his bloodshot eyes and stared intently at Zhou Tong: "My son has been sent to the Earth-level Heavenly Prison at the headquarters of the Demon Suppression Bureau in the Wang Du."
Without wasting words, he directly presented his desperate situation.