The seventh and eighth levels
"Jieyin, how much longer until you break through to the treasure?"
Give me just a little more time!
The battle in the Milu Mountain Secret Realm became fierce from the very beginning, but as long as neither side could gain the upper hand at the start, the struggle between the True Self Realm cultivators would fall into a long stalemate, and each side would need to introduce variables to break the deadlock.
There were a few times when the Master of the Zhunti Sect wanted to throw caution to the wind and kill Divine Lord Zhenyuan in front of him to break the deadlock.
However, he is not so confident in his trump card. Last time he used his trump card, the Sect Master Jieyin's physical body was damaged and he had to return to the Eight Treasures Merit Pool to be reborn. There is a high probability that he will follow the same path and cause his own physical body to collapse when he destroys the Divine Lord Zhenyuan's physical body.
After repeatedly urging the Sect Master Jieyin, the leader of the Zhunti could only grit his teeth and persevere.
"Zhunti, receive our Law Treasure!"
The annoying voice came again from afar. The Zhunti Master felt the Seven Treasures Tree in his left hand strike Divine Lord Zhenyuan again. At the same time, his sternum was also struck repeatedly by Divine Lord Zhenyuan. He could only rely on his own Law Power to protect himself and endure it.
This is the most hated part of the power struggle for the Zhunti Leader. Whenever the Duty Officer and others use their Law Treasure artifacts, Divine Lord Zhenyuan would rather take a hit than not cooperate, thus holding him captive for a few breaths.
"Hey!"
As the leader of the Zhunti was fighting, a bright light appeared in his mind, and eighteen arms emerged from the light.
These arms are similar to the Heavenly Laws of the Heavenly Court, and have been transformed by combining the Heart Sutra. Their power is average, and their main strength lies in their sheer number, relying on a flurry of punches to kill the master.
Once again blocked by Divine Lord Zhenyuan and unable to dodge, Zhunti Leader saw another long scroll of Law Treasure falling. Unwilling to use the Seven Treasures Tree to sweep away and trigger the power of the Law Treasure, he could only rely on the large hand formed by his mental power to poke Divine Lord Zhenyuan's eyes. As for the Law Treasure, they chose to share the burden.
"Woof! You've got the wrong treasure! This is the Investiture of the Gods, a list for collecting the dead!"
When the Howling Celestial Dog barked loudly, Master Zhunti felt at ease.
The Investiture of the Gods is indeed a powerful tool for suppressing cultivators who lack a physical body, specifically designed to counter the ability of immortal souls.
Most importantly, this Law Treasure was already filled with the souls of cultivators in the past, reaching the limit of Law Treasure could handle.
When Divine Lord Zhenyuan repeatedly stabbed at the eyes, Zhunti Master felt his sternum creak, and his body, which had been cultivated for thousands of years, was broken by Divine Lord Zhenyuan.
His physical body was not as advanced as Yang Jian's or others', but it was still a top-tier physical body in the Three Realms, capable of avoiding water, fire, and swords. At this moment, his power was broken by Divine Lord Zhenyuan, so he was inevitably greatly disappointed.
"You mad dog, you're a complete mad dog!"
Even though the Zhunti Sect Leader was ruthless and had fought countless battles over the past thousand years, he was still somewhat frightened when he saw that Divine Lord Zhenyuan's eyes were bloodshot and still relentlessly attacking him.
He cursed several times, but Divine Lord Zhenyuan responded with a cold laugh.
Divine Lord Zhenyuan's injuries can be healed, but there are no medical masters in the world who can heal Zhunti Jiaozhu. Zhunti Jiaozhu will definitely take longer to recover.
Once the Zhunti Leader is defeated and his injuries are healed by Zhang Xuezhou, he will only need to face the Sect Master Jieyin when he visits again.
Divine Lord Zhenyuan had calculated everything clearly in his mind, and he was not about to let go of the opportunity.
"Master, are you calling me?"
The Howling Celestial Dog leaped back and forth in the distance, barking wildly at the Zhunti Leader.
"Yang Jian, your dog has some skill. If it bites my opponent's foot, I'll use the Soul-Cleansing Wine to cure your poison!"
The leader of the Zhunti Sect fought back and forth, and finally began to pull out the weakest cultivator on the field.
Yang Jian's dog had a hard time gaining a foothold among cultivators, but its ability to bite was top-notch, and it had assisted Yang Jian in killing enemies in the past.
At this moment, the leader of the Zhunti Divine Lord Zhenyuan, and could only try his best to pull back the people who were helping him.
He called out, and Yang Jian nodded. He then gave a loud order, but there was a very obvious misalignment in his instructions to Xiaotian Dog when he was directing it to charge.
The leader of the Zhunti saw the Howling Celestial Dog rushing in from a distance, barking wildly as it charged towards Zhang Xuezhou and the others who were passing by nearby.
You're going the wrong way!
The leader of the Zhunti looked at Yang Jian, who was reaching out to command the Howling Celestial Dog, and felt that Yang Jian's problem with his soul was very serious, as he even made a mistake in commanding the dog.
"I apologize, my eyes can't keep up with the pace of your fight. I'll try my best to study the Heart Sutra of the Buddha's disciples and regain my senses as soon as possible!"
Yang Jian sat cross-legged, his body contorted.
Zhang Xuezhou gave him an opportunity to join the Western Sect camp. Not only did Yang Jian understand this, but even Xiaotianquan (the Celestial Hound) was well aware of it.
Both sides are talking nonsense, and their cooperation is chaotic. They are destroying whatever the leader of the Zhunti needs.
A ray of psychic energy appeared behind his head, and he kept twisting his body to promote the growth of his psychic energy.
"I have progressed smoothly through the first six levels of the Heart Sutra, but I am struggling to advance to the seventh. I humbly request the two masters to offer me some guidance so that I may be able to resolve this matter of the poisoned wine contaminating my soul. I am unworthy, but if I were to cure the poisoned wine, I would seek revenge on that villain!"
"Neither born nor dying, the three realms are in motion; with all vital energy and spirit, boundless compassion prevails; in emptiness and stillness, nature naturally follows change; true nature acts as it is!"
Yang Jian repeatedly pushed the Prajna Heart Sutra, attempting to break through to the seventh level but failing each time. Finally, the Sect Master Jieyin in the Blood Transformation Box spoke up, completing the missing content of the seventh level.
The two leaders could control many monks, but how could they possibly control a great cultivator like Yang Jian with the Prajna Heart Sutra at the seventh level?
The Sect Master Jieyin had no choice but to do a favor by directly releasing the control over the seventh level and explaining the key missing content of the seventh level of the Heart Sutra.
As he began to recite, a bright moon appeared behind Yang Jian's mind, unlike Zhang Xuezhou's mental power which only emitted light.
"Yang Jian is truly a prodigy in cultivation!"
If someone can reach the pinnacle of the Eight-Nine Mystical Art within three years, it wouldn't be surprising if such a cultivator progressed faster in other arts as well.
Yang Jian's rapid mastery of the Heart Sutra did not arouse the slightest suspicion; in fact, the other party continued to push for the Heart Sutra.
"What a wonderful method! My vision is indeed less blurry, and my head is no longer as heavy as iron!" Yang Jian exclaimed. "Once I break through the Heart Sutra in one go and completely return to my normal state!"
Yang Jian's cultivation speed was extraordinary; he broke through the seventh level of the Heart Sutra in a short time and then advanced to the eighth level.
Ordinary people rarely have the potential to achieve such a breakthrough, but Yang Jian's ability to do so is both unexpected and understandable.
Seeing that the other party continued to push upwards rapidly, the Sect Master Jieyin had no choice but to complete the eighth level of the Heart Sutra.
"For the sake of entering the immeasurable Buddha-dharma, and for the sake of abandoning the afflictions of birth and death induced by the faculties of countless sentient beings, I cultivate immeasurable roots of virtue. With such right view, the merits performed by a Bodhisattva are in accordance with the perfections (paramitas), the four means of attraction, the four immeasurable minds, and the methods that aid Bodhi!"
He pointed out the missing parts of the Heart Sutra, and whether Yang Jian could successfully break through it depended on whether he truly possessed the same formidable talent as he had a thousand years ago.
"The seventh level will clear your mind, and the power of the Prajna Heart Sutra on the eighth level is several times greater than that of the seventh level; it will surely be able to neutralize the poison!"
Even though the Zhunti Leader was somewhat surprised, as long as Yang Jian returned to normal and could temporarily target Zhang Xuezhou and the others, thus forcing the Sect Master Jieyin to break free of the treasure, he felt that such an effort was worthwhile.
The Heart Sutra is not a scripture that can greatly increase combat power upon successful cultivation. Most people cannot even multitask and cannot match mental power with combat. Forcing its use will only affect their strength. Even the leader of the Zhunti is not afraid that Yang Jian's cultivation will suddenly reach a great level and he will be unable to control it.
He solemnly pointed out Yang Jian's physical condition. The battle had only lasted a short while when the bright moon of spiritual energy behind Yang Jian's head appeared, its shape shifting uncertainly. He sensed that the factor that would trigger a change in the battle had finally appeared.