Broken Remnant Cliff.
Chu Yunfei did not choose to leave immediately.
He looked up at the sheer cliff above him, its height unknown, and his eyes were filled with coldness.
Although his strength has recovered and he has even broken through the barrier by virtue of the misfortune, he is still like a mantis trying to stop a chariot when facing Heavenly Origin Realm expert like Nangong Wuhen.
Going up there now is tantamount to suicide.
Turning around, he found a hidden stone cave near the huge snake skeleton.
Entering the cave, I sat down cross-legged.
The Divine Cauldron of Heavenly Mandate flew out from within his body, its bronze light flowing through the dim stone cave, and its ancient inscriptions releasing an aura that suppressed eternity.
Chu Yunfei raised his hand and threw the sixth-grade spiritual herb " Purple Nether Lightning Poison Lotus " from his storage ring into the cauldron.
Buzz!
As soon as the sixth-grade spiritual herb entered the cauldron, it immediately erupted with dazzling purple lightning.
The raging power of heavenly lightning intertwined with the deadly poison, transforming into a small, ferocious lightning beast that attempted to force its way out of the cauldron.
It is rebelling.
High-grade spiritual herbs have long possessed an instinct to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune; it sensed its impending fate of being refined.
But the Divine Cauldron of Heavenly Mandate gave it no chance to struggle.
The inscriptions on the surface of the Divine Cauldron instantly lit up, and an overwhelming and unshakeable suppressive force surged down from the cauldron's walls.
The lightning was forcibly crushed, and the toxins were brutally broken down. A deafening roar echoed from inside the cauldron—the sound of the lightning power being forcibly stripped away.
In less than half an incense stick's time, the resistance completely ceased.
The Purple Nether Lightning Poison Lotus turned into a clump of ashes, while at the bottom of the cauldron, a drop of divine liquid, pale purple in color and extremely viscous, quietly floated out.
Inside the divine liquid, it seemed as if a miniature thunderstorm was sealed, with fine arcs of electricity constantly rolling and exploding within the liquid, emanating a chilling aura of destruction.
Chu Yunfei stared at the drop of divine liquid without any fear.
One cannot truly live without being obsessed.
He grabbed the drop of divine liquid, tilted his head back, and swallowed it whole!
boom!
The moment the divine liquid entered his stomach, without Chu Yunfei needing to guide it, the violent lightning and the deadly poison exploded directly, transforming into thousands of sharp blades that rampaged through his limbs and bones.
Excruciating pain!
An excruciating pain, exceeding all limits, pierced through the top of my head.
His meridians were ruptured inch by inch under the impact of this violent force.
Wherever the lightning struck, flesh and blood were scorched, and wherever the toxins invaded, even the bone marrow was melting away.
Chu Yunfei trembled uncontrollably, his teeth clenching so hard that his mouth was filled with blood.
But he didn't utter a single word.
At this moment, he pushed the Boundless Creation Scripture to its limit, and the vast spiritual power transformed into a net, tightly holding back these rampaging forces.
The meridians were torn apart, but the immense vitality brought by the Creation Scripture immediately forced them to reorganize. The reorganized meridians became even more resilient and expansive, only to be torn apart again by lightning.
Tearing apart, then rebuilding.
Tearing apart again, then rebuilding again.
This is a tug-of-war that teeters on the edge of hell, every second feeling like rolling on a knife's edge, the body being repeatedly tempered in destruction and rebirth.
He endured three full hours of inhuman torture.
The rumbling sound inside Chu Yunfei's body gradually subsided.
Sudden.
On his naked body, countless dark gold patterns emerged, these patterns seemed to be living things, breathing and shimmering along the contours of his muscles.
A terrifying aura that could suppress all ages erupted from his body.
The poisonous insects and ants that had been eyeing the cave died instantly, turning into pools of blood, before they could even escape, as this aura spread.
The dark gold patterns shimmered to their fullest extent before receding and disappearing completely into the depths of his flesh and blood.
The Myriad Poison Tyrant Body has been fully awakened!
It is no longer a prototype, but a complete and flawless overlord!
Within his sea of consciousness, Xiaoxiao Dragon stared wide-eyed at Chu Yunfei's completely transformed body.
"That's it? That's complete awakening?"
Her tone, tinged with undisguised sourness and amazement, lingered in Chu Yunfei's mind for a long time.
"You brat, you've had incredible luck, like you've been blessed with eight lifetimes of good fortune."
" The Myriad Poison Tyrant Body —this physique is one in ten thousand years in the entire True Martial Continent."
"Once fully awakened, the deadly poison that others avoid at all costs will become your ultimate tonic."
"His cultivation speed will absolutely increase exponentially from now on, and there will be no stopping him."
Chu Yunfei stood up, ignoring Xiaoxiao Dragon's sour remarks, and clenched his fists.
Click click click.
The joints cracked like thunder.
He could clearly feel that the speed at which spiritual energy circulated within his body was several times faster than before, with Spiritual Qi flowing through his meridians and his power reaching its peak.
But his expression remained cold and hard, without any hint of smugness.
The image of Nangong Wuhen's haughty and disdainful gaze flashed through my mind.
And then there's the immense power and resources of the Heavenly Sword Sect behind them.
My current achievements are still far from enough to overcome the absolute suppression of my cultivation level.
A chilling killing intent curled at the corner of Chu Yunfei's lips.
" Nangong Wuhen, I, Chu, have reserved that head on your neck."
He immediately placed Nangong Wuhen at the top of his kill list. Since his strength was not yet sufficient to confront him head-on, he would not leave for the time being. The depths of the Cangwu Mountain Range were rich in demonic beasts and resources, making it the perfect hunting ground for him to improve his combat power.
After a brief rest, Chu Yunfei set off.
In the days that followed.
Chu Yunfei unleashed a frenzied killing spree on the edge of the Cangwu Mountain Range.
They showed no mercy, killing any monster they encountered.
Any monsters, from first to third rank, that we encounter will be slain.
The Abyss-Devouring Sword, carrying the terrifying power of the Myriad Poison Tyrant Body, swept through almost unimpeded. He didn't need to defend himself; the attacks from third-tier demonic beasts couldn't even leave a white mark on him.
He threw the monster's flesh and blood, along with its inner core, directly into the Divine Cauldron to be refined before absorbing it directly.
Until he encountered a Tier 4 Iron-Armored Wind Rhinoceros.
A fourth-tier demonic beast possesses physical strength and power equivalent to a human expert at the Heavenly Origin Realm.
Chu Yunfei's Abyss-Devouring Sword struck the back of the Iron-Armored Wind Rhinoceros, but was directly deflected by the thick layer of earth-yellow Gang Qi. The recoil made Chu Yunfei's arms go numb.
The raging Iron-Armored Wind Rhinoceros lowered its head, like a moving metal hill, and crashed directly into Chu Yunfei with a sonic boom that tore through the air.
If this impact lands squarely, even Myriad Poison Tyrant Body would break several bones.
At this critical moment...
The purple-gold bracelet that had been dormant on Chu Yunfei's wrist stirred.
The little snake awoke, its scarlet vertical pupils suddenly snapping open and transforming into a blinding purple-gold lightning bolt, which erupted directly from Chu Yunfei's wrist!
It was so fast that even Chu Yunfei could only catch a fleeting afterimage.
Pfft!
The terrifying suppression of the ancient venomous python's bloodline caused the charging Iron-Armored Wind Rhinoceros to freeze for a fatal half-second.
The Purple-Gold Lightning Python bit through the Iron-Armored Wind Rhinoceros's weakest point, its eye socket.
The extremely potent Purple-Gold Lightning Poison was instantly injected into his brain.
The fourth-tier demonic beast, as large as a small mountain, didn't even have time to let out a scream before its legs went weak, and its massive body crashed to the ground. It twitched twice before dying completely.
The skull was corroded by the toxins, leaving a horrifying hole.
Chu Yunfei watched this scene, put away the Abyss-Devouring Sword, and patted the little guy who had wrapped around his wrist again.
With this trump card, the efficiency of training is greatly improved.
Two weeks have passed.
Chu Yunfei's incredible luck at the bottom of the cliff seemed to have finally run out. He failed to find any more top-grade natural treasures, and his storage ring only contained a bunch of miscellaneous first and second-grade spiritual herbs and demon beast cores.
However, the rewards from this two-week frenzy of killing and absorbing were also extremely direct.
The boundaries of the realm were forcibly stretched open.
Fourth Level of the Spirit Martial Realm.
Fifth Level of the Spirit Martial Realm.
In the end, he managed to push himself to the Sixth Level of the Spirit Martial Realm!
Although he is still one level weaker than before he fell into becoming a cripple, his strength in all aspects has undergone a tremendous qualitative change.
The outer perimeter of the Cangwu Mountain Range.
Beside a clear stream, Chu Yunfei stopped his killing spree.
He submerged himself in the stream, washing away the thick, indelible blood and stench. His scars were gone, and his newly formed muscles were firm and muscular, gleaming with a faint, subtle sheen.
Once ashore, he took out a spare blue robe from his storage ring and changed into it, finally looking more like a human being.
Touching the Purple Lightning Thunder Python still coiled on his wrist, the little guy had just swallowed the inner core of a fourth-tier demon beast and was digesting it with a look of enjoyment on his face.
For the past two weeks, thanks to its presence, Chu Yunfei was able to sweep through the outer areas with such impunity, even managing to kill several fourth-tier demonic beasts without any major incidents.
From now on, I'll call you Little Purple.
Little Purple flicked its forked tongue and affectionately nuzzled Chu Yunfei's fingertip, clearly satisfied with the name.
Chu Yunfei looked up, his gaze passing over the dense forest and looking towards the deepest part of the Cangwu Mountain Range.
The area is shrouded in thick fog year-round, exuding a chilling stillness. He knew very well that the danger beyond the fog was far greater than that of the current outer areas; fourth-tier demonic beasts there would probably only be considered the bottom of the food chain.
With our current strength, going in would be too risky; there's no need to throw our lives away.
"It's time to go out."
Chu Yunfei's gaze was icy as he turned and walked towards the edge of the mountain range, preparing to return to the city to rest.
at the same time.
The main hall of the Azure Mystic Sect.
The atmosphere inside the main hall was extremely oppressive; the air was so heavy it was hard to breathe.
With a gloomy face, Nangong Wuhen sat Nangong Wuhen in the main seat that originally belonged to the Azure Mystic Sect Master. His chest injury had healed, but the fierce aura on his face was even stronger than it had been half a month ago.
Beside him sat a middle-aged man with an expressionless face and a mustache, exuding a powerful and imposing aura.
This person was Mo Yuan, who had received Nangong Wuhen's message and rushed to Cangwu City overnight. He was an elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, a powerful expert in the Early Stage of the Divine Sea Realm, and the Uncle Mo that Nangong Wuhen mentioned.
Half a month ago, not long after Chu Yunfei left the bottom of the cliff.
Mo Yuan arrived shortly afterward.
The two immediately headed to Broken Remnant Cliff, and with Mo Yuan's Divine Sea Realm cultivation, they descended to the bottom of the cliff.
To their astonishment, the poisonous fog that had lingered for millennia had vanished without a trace, leaving only the skeleton of an ancient venomous python at the bottom of the cliff. Most importantly, they searched the entire bottom of the cliff but found neither Chu Yunfei's body nor any trace of the Giant Que Sword.
The absence of a body means the person is not dead!
Chu Yunfei not only survived, but may have even taken away the incredible opportunity at the bottom of the cliff!
This made Nangong Wuhen completely uneasy.
The Giant Que Sword is related to the inheritance of the ancient Heaven-Slaying Sword Emperor, and it must not fall into the hands of a useless person.
Upon returning to the Azure Mystic Sect, the two immediately issued a direct order for the Azure Mystic Sect to issue an exorbitant bounty!
Anyone who provides accurate clues about Chu Yunfei will be rewarded with a Grade 3 elixir!
Whoever captures Chu Yunfei alive will be rewarded with a level-one cultivation technique, plus Elder Mo's personal introduction, allowing them to directly join the Heavenly Sword Sect!
The moment this bounty was announced, the entire imperial sects and independent Rogue Cultivator outside went completely mad.
Third-grade pills were enough to drive Spirit Martial Realm warriors to fight tooth and nail, while Earth-grade cultivation techniques and quotas from the Heavenly Sword Sect made those desperate criminals' eyes turn red with envy. No one cared how dangerous the Cangwu Mountain Range were anymore, and hundreds and thousands of Rogue Cultivator and sect forces plunged into the mountains like locusts.
The high-ranking members of the Azure Mystic Sect felt extremely bitter.
They knew that sending a large number of disciples into the perilous Cangwu Mountain Range would inevitably cause huge casualties, which would shake the foundation of the sect.
But faced with the arrival of a powerful expert at the Divine Sea Realm, and with the behemoth that is the Heavenly Sword Sect, they didn't dare to utter a single word of "no." They could only obediently comply and reluctantly send batches of outer and inner disciples in for the search.
Now, half a month has passed.
The men sent out suffered heavy casualties, but not a single useful message was sent back.
Bang!
Nangong Wuhen suddenly smashed the teacup in his hand to pieces.
"Half a month, a full half a month!"
He stood up, his gaze fixed menacingly on Zhang Qingfeng and the group of elders standing below.
"Thousands of people went into the mountains, and couldn't even find a trace of a Qi Condensation Realm waste. What are you Azure Mystic Sect members doing?"
This worthless piece of trash has caused him so much trouble! He originally came to the Azure Mystic Sect just to pick up Situ Yan'er back to the Heavenly Sword Sect, but now he's been delayed here because of this good-for-nothing Chu Yunfei.
He couldn't wait any longer.
Zhang Qingfeng kept his head down, his hands clenched tightly in his sleeves. He knew perfectly well that Nangong Wuhen's sudden interest in Chu Yunfei must mean he had discovered the secret of the Giant Que Sword left behind by Chu Batian.
But what good is knowing?
The legacy of the Heaven-Slaying Sword Emperor is something the current Azure Mystic Sect cannot possibly covet.
"Son of God, please calm your anger."
Zhang Qingfeng adopted a humble attitude. "The outer region of the Cangwu Mountain Range is vast, teeming with demonic beasts. Many Rogue Cultivator and disciples of our sect have encountered hordes of beasts..."
Stop using monsters as an excuse!
Nangong Wuhen interrupted him directly, his tone revealing an undisguised threat. "I don't care how many of you die, send more men! Send in everyone in your Azure Mystic Sect who can breathe. If there's still no news today, Sect Master Zhang, there's no need to keep your Azure Mystic Sect's foundation."
Zhang Qingfeng's heart skipped a beat, and his face twitched.
But he dared not resist, and could only grit his teeth and clasp his hands in a fist salute. "Yes, I will immediately mobilize all manpower to thoroughly search the Cangwu Mountain Range!"
On the other side.
A dense forest valley on the outskirts of the Cangwu Mountain Range.
Chu Yunfei, carrying Little Purple, darted quickly through the dense canopy of trees, preparing to leave the mountainous area in one go.
Just as his toes touched a piece of dead wood.
Boom!
Suddenly, a violent clash of spiritual energy erupted from the direction of the dense forest in the distance, accompanied by the intense clang of metal striking metal, which startled birds into scattering and fleeing.
Martial artists are fighting.
Chu Yunfei remained indifferent, showing no intention of paying any attention.
In the past two weeks, countless martial artists have entered the mountains, and scenes of murder and robbery to seize resources have been playing out every day. He had no interest in meddling in other people's business.
He continued to skim forward.
"Help! Let me go!"
Amidst the roar of battle, a piercing and desperate scream from a woman shattered the wind through the dense forest.
Chu Yunfei's leap suddenly halted in mid-air.
He landed steadily on a tree trunk, his brows furrowed in a deep frown.
That sound...
It's all too familiar.
In an instant, a chilling glint suddenly flashed in Chu Yunfei's eyes. He turned his head sharply and stared intently in the direction from which the sound came.
Without any hesitation, he placed one hand on the Abyss-Devouring Sword at his waist.
Bang!
He crushed the thick tree trunk beneath his feet with a single stomp, his figure like a cannonball launched from a gun, transforming into a blur as he hurtled towards the depths of the dense forest with overwhelming killing intent.