The waves below grew larger and larger, and the Wisdom Sword sank to the bottom of the water. The fire poison was no longer a hindrance.
But at this moment it knew it had no way out, because the Sacred Fire had already arrived from behind.
The reason why the heavy objects were not annihilated under the sword shadows was simply because they were to be refined by the Sacred Fire.
With a "whoosh," a ball of Sacred Fire, like a giant dragon, crossed the Sea of Consciousness, paused for a moment outside the precious light, and then swirled away in a hurricane.
The surging heat dissipated within his Sea of Consciousness, and the turmoil within Sea of Consciousness instantly subsided.
The fiery poison energy that had been raging within his Sea of Consciousness had now vanished without a trace.
Xu Long breathed a long sigh of relief after refining the fire poison energy.
As a cloud of turbid air was expelled from below her abdomen, the unusual blush on her face faded away like the tide.
The ferocious expression gradually subsided, and the pale, bloodless lips returned to normal.
As the fire poison energy was refined, Xu Long's Body of Oblivion was also rapidly repairing itself.
The deepest wound I sustained in Center was on my back, a wound pierced by the Shankui.
It almost cost Xu Long his life, but fortunately, the strength of his Body of Oblivion prevented the wound from worsening.
Even after the Shankui was annihilated at the Center, it only provided temporary relief and did not fully restore the body. It could only wait until now to repair the enormous wounds inside the body.
Without the fire poison, the Body of Oblivion no longer needs to be distracted to suppress it. With just a continuous supply of spiritual energy, the Body of Oblivion will quickly restore its body.
Once the internal injuries were repaired, the Magic Power flowing through his meridians became smoother and smoother. After circulating for one cycle, it returned to his dantian. At this point, Xu Long's cultivation had reached its peak.
After calming down a bit, Xu Long took out a jade bottle, which contained pills obtained from the South Si Dao Field.
Now that the fiery poison energy that had clung to his bones has been removed, it's time to begin elevating his and the young man's cultivation levels.
The jade bottle feels warm and smooth in the hand, and a faint medicinal fragrance can be smelled when brought close to the nose.
However, the pills inside did not clink or ring as the hand moved; they remained in the jade bottle as if they were invisible and immaculate, completely undisturbed by external forces.
This is a precious elixir refined by a Earth Immortal alchemist, something that countless cultivators strive for.
After examining the jade bottle for a moment, Xu Long Magic Power to open the seal and take out the pills inside, enveloping them in his Magic Power.
As the Magic Power carrying the pill emerged from the bottle, Xu Long couldn't help but take a closer look, and saw a pale silver pill floating within the Magic Power.
Xu Long was afraid that the medicinal power of the pill would be lost after it was taken out of the bottle, so he only glanced at it briefly before putting it in his mouth.
The pill had a strong medicinal aroma when it entered the mouth, and it felt particularly refreshing when held in the mouth. A moment later, a special warm current also arose from the body.
As the warm current surged to his throat, Xu Long subconsciously swallowed the pill in his mouth. The pill, guided by the warm current, transformed into a stream of clear energy and fell down his throat.
The moment the pill entered his stomach, a powerful medicinal force surged within Xu Long's dantian.
This is a precious elixir refined by Earth Immortal. It does not require the cultivator to actively refine it; after entering the stomach, it naturally transforms into medicinal power that gathers in the dantian.
All you need to do is guide its medicinal power and refine it into Magic Power within your dantian.
As the pill entered his stomach, the abundant energy in Xu Long's dantian gathered into a gaseous state, like a small vortex, and fell into the center of his dantian.
Having experienced the miraculous effects of the pill, Xu Long began to refine its potent medicinal power.
As the energy within the elixir was released, the energy within Xu Long's dantian grew increasingly powerful.
He continuously refined this energy into pure Magic Power, which he then circulated through his meridians.
As the cycle continued, the Magic Power grew increasingly abundant, flowing through the body like a great river.
A rushing sound even emanated from Xu Long's body. After the immense Magic Power poured in, it began to spread through his meridians, urging them all to flow into those narrow meridians that were not yet fully connected.
The potent medicinal power transformed into energy, and the energy in the dantian was refined into Magic Power, Magic Power then impacted the narrow meridians.
At this moment, Xu Long's expression was calm as he entered the water. He was focusing his mind inward, intently observing the changes within himself.
The rivers flowing between those meridians are incredibly swift; they rush into the meridians of the whole body, and then are separated between the meridians.
When Xu Long circulated his Magic Power, it was like an endless stream of water, tirelessly surging through those unopened meridians.
An ordinary cultivator would not possess such power, but Xu Long is different from the young man.
Their consumption of spiritual energy is enormous, and after their combat power is enhanced, the barriers between their meridians become more solid.
The immense Magic Power generated at this moment is precisely what is being condensed to impact the meridians; the rumbling sound between the meridians is the power flowing through them!
After the Magic Power circulated for one cycle, the medicinal effects of the pill were completely absorbed, and the pure energy that had spread in the dantian now transformed into turbid energy and rose.
As if sensing something, Xu Long deliberately pressed down on his abdomen at this moment, allowing the remaining turbid energy from the pill to be expelled from within.
"Call!"
As a breath of stale air rose from his throat, Xu Long couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
He sensed a lead and mercury aura in this turbid air, which he guessed was a characteristic of the copper and iron furnace used to refine pills, and that it was still subject to some chemical principles.
As he stretched, a series of cracking sounds erupted from his joints.
Xu Long stretched out his body, his eyes blazing, and a thin mist rose from his breath.
The Magic Power within the body surged ceaselessly as if aided by a divine force, and once it was fully integrated, it gathered in the dantian.
The barriers between the meridians have been removed, and the turbulent river, guided by willpower, flows through the body's meridians.
Waves of Magic Power surged within him, and Xu Long's aura grew stronger with each passing moment.
As his Magic Power reached its peak, his energy suddenly became slightly disordered.
Xu Long, who was sitting in the meditation room, was not flustered at all. His will was firmly guarding his mind. The Wisdom Sword in his Sea of Consciousness swept out to protect his spiritual platform. The spiritual platform, which was surrounded by strands of precious light, exuded a unique aura.
At this moment, he felt as if he were in a whirlpool, and only his own will could break free.
After the Qi flow became disordered, the immense Magic Power surged even more violently in the meridians. Xu Long resolutely guided it to converge in one place.
The gathered Magic Power surged like a torrent, causing a muffled murmur as it rushed through the meridians, and the many barriers were instantly broken through amidst the surging waves.
boom!
After a loud bang inside his body, Xu Long's expression immediately hardened, and the chaotic energy he had just been circulating was instantly calmed down.
Xu Long's will quickly and firmly enveloped the Magic Power, as if the surging waves in his meridians were being tightly gripped by an invisible hand.
The surging momentum was immediately halted, and then the channels widened considerably, becoming able to accommodate the flow of Magic Power.
The previously cramped space has been completely opened up, and his will guided his Magic Power back into his dantian.
At this moment, Xu Long's face was glowing and his eyes were bright. He was constantly circulating his magical Magic Power in the quiet room, and the chaotic energy from before had long since calmed down.
At this moment, his breath was long and deep, and each breath seemed to be in harmony with some kind of rule, causing the Wisdom Sword in his Sea of Consciousness to sink to the bottom.
A precious light flashed repeatedly above his spiritual platform, and he felt a mysterious sensation throughout his body—a sign of advancing in cultivation.
Late Mahayana!
After treating his injuries and taking some pills, Xu Long finally officially entered the Late Mahayana stage of the Mahayana realm.
The spiritual energy within the Divine Kingdom continued to gather, and Xu Long showed no intention of ceasing his cultivation.
As the narrow veins opened up under the impact of Magic Power, Xu Long then absorbed all the remaining pills in the jade bottle into his body.
Some he swallowed himself, and some he gave to the youth to swallow.
After the pill entered his body, Xu Long's aura surged dramatically. He sat cross-legged in the quiet room and took a deep breath.
The medicinal effect was indeed quite potent. If an ordinary person were to ingest so many pills in one go, it would surely cause a disruption in their Magic Power, leading to a qi deviation.
However, both Xu Long and the young man were high energy consumers, and despite the potent energy contained in the pills, they were not afraid of the medicinal effects impacting them.
Both the young man and Xu Long possess formidable refining abilities; the energy contained within the pills will be gradually refined and fully absorbed.
The commotion in the quiet room subsided again. Xu Long did not stop refining his Magic Power because he wanted to push forward and raise his cultivation level to the Peak Mahayana.
Xu Long's combat strength was already considerable, but whether in the Land of Exile or in the core area, the scenes he had witnessed far surpassed those of cultivators at his current level.
Those towering figures have dominated since ancient times; time has never stood still for them.
They shine as brightly as the sun and moon, and endure as long as the mountains and rivers; they are truly immortal.
Meanwhile, after experiencing the Immortal Register, the Heavenly Palace, and learning about the realm of " Creator," Xu Long felt an increasing sense of urgency.
He knew that the Main God had given him some information so that he could prepare in advance; his experience in the next mission world would be extremely dangerous.
Caught in the vortex, Xu Long could only desperately improve his cultivation level, using his formidable combat power to firmly grasp the advantage in the face of the impending crisis.
The threat from the Heavenly Palace was imminent, and the sinister laughter of the Shankui seemed to still echo in their ears.
Xu Long felt he was getting closer and closer to the world behind the scenes. The truth, which was usually shrouded in mystery, was now seemingly within his sight.
But behind those mists lay colossal creatures, and a cursory glance couldn't help but evoke a sense of powerlessness.
Only by continuously improving one's own level of skill can one forcefully crush them!
The first person to receive Immortal Register after the Great Cataclysm, the one who annihilated the Mist Beast Tide in Phoenix City, the one who killed the Shankui in the Center, and the one who escaped the pursuit of the Heaven Patroler in the Center.
Xu Long recalled everything that had happened before in his mind, and then realized that he had unknowingly made so many enemies.
These were all top-tier cultivators from a complete world, who, through a series of coincidences, were ultimately annihilated by themselves.
This involves both personal opportunity and personal cause and effect.
Now, after recalling it in his mind, Xu Long suppressed the pounding in his heart.
The medicinal fragrance that filled his mouth vanished in an instant, and waves of pure energy rose from his dantian, while a the Storm Riders raged above his Divine Kingdom.
When Xu Long and the young man were cultivating in the quiet room, the strange phenomenon they caused drew in invisible spiritual energy, which alarmed the ladies in the Divine Kingdom.
The frequent strange phenomena in the world were caused by the two people's cultivation. At this moment, the two people in the field were completely unaware of it, only seeking to improve their cultivation in the invisible spiritual energy.
As each pill dissolved, a surge of immense energy flowed into the dantian.
The surging energy also brought with it endless spiritual energy. With this abundant spiritual energy environment, Xu Long would concentrate fully on circulating his own Magic Power.
At the same time, he was also contemplating the world rules of the Main World, realizing that becoming Earth Immortal would completely separate him from his previous path.
After the path to immortality, the focus shifts from simply cultivating one's own energy to harmonizing with heaven and earth, merging oneself seamlessly with them.
In this way, one can continuously extract energy from the universe to fill one's own deficiencies.
Of course, this practice goes against the Heavenly Dao order of Reincarnation Temple, so it will not be tolerated by the Origin Will, and the Divine Punishment Lightning Tribulation after becoming Earth Immortal will become stronger with each passing year.
The time required to achieve the Threefold Immortal is immeasurable.
Countless people perish on the path to immortality, with absolutely no hope of reaching the end of the path and seeing its unique splendor.
In fact, this is also a limitation imposed on cultivators by the laws of Heavenly Dao and nature. If everyone could become a saint or ancestor, then the world would have been in chaos long ago.
The spiritual energy and resources within have long been exhausted, making further development impossible.
Therefore, the later a cultivator progresses on the path to immortality, the difficulties they face not only come from themselves, but also from the intangible influence of the Heavenly Dao and nature on their path to immortality.
Despite their supposed Undying and Indestructible Body, overwhelming power, and ability to overturn rivers and seas, they are still incredibly fragile in the face of the Heavenly Dao of nature.
Throughout countless years, cultivators who practiced Qi cultivation have been as numerous as carp crossing a river, but how many Saint have there been in the world?
Those who perished on the path to immortality were not only the old and frail, but also countless promising young geniuses.
Some wanted to live forever, some wanted to revive their families, some wanted to explore the Heaven Realm, some wanted to glimpse the origins of life...
They had countless desires and boundless pride, yet they were utterly powerless before that terrifying force of nature.
When obstacles arise on the path to immortality, all arrogance turns to despondency, all defiance to silence, and all resistance to submission...
These are the Three Calamities and Nine Tribulations, Five Decays of Heaven and Man, in the path to immortality!
The tribulations on the path of spiritual practice arise from the heart.
The most difficult Heart Demon Tribulation, which every cultivator must face. It is a reflection of oneself and an affirmation of one's countless years of arduous cultivation.
However, some cultivators, either addicted or terrified by it, allow their inner demons to prevail, turning them into mindless puppets.
Heart Demon Tribulation are common in the Twofold Immortal and Threefold Immortal.
If one painstakingly cultivates Undying and Indestructible Body, only to be turned into a puppet by a sudden attack of inner demons, that would be the greatest harm to a cultivator.
No matter how famous or renowned someone may be in front of them, how many people can truly maintain their integrity when faced with their own reflection?