Chapter 120: Chapter 25: The White-Clothed Figure
Slashes the Demons, Yan Country’s Heavenly Mandate Emerges_2
Translator: 549690339
The power within him surged suddenly!
After slaying over a hundred demons, including six powerful transformed demons and Blackwind Granny, Zhao Huai’s magic power within his body was as vast as the ocean.
“Palm Thunder!”
Zhao Huai silently chanted in his heart.
The vast thunder qi within him transformed into a thunderous flood dragon, roaring to the heavens!
It violently smashed into the terrifying spider phantom, splashing waves and scattering the green mist in an instant.
Lightning is the bane of demons, and the average demon would die upon contact.
The Spider Demon King took the hit, his massive, spider-like legs retreating violently while his face turned pale. Needless to say, his strength was genuinely remarkable.
“What an opportunity!”
Not missing this chance, the Taoist priest with a goat beard immediately acted and summoned his Golden Core, sitting cross-legged in the void.
A hundred-meter white crane illusion appeared behind him at once.
The graceful white crane illusion let out a cry, charging towards the Spider Demon King.
The Spider Demon King had no time to dodge, and his enormous body, akin to a small mountain, was sent flying. He smashed against the solid mountain wall, making a rumbling noise as rocks tumbled down. Amidst the smoke and dust, an angry roar erupted.
“My demonic core!”
If it weren’t for his demonic core being outside his body, how could he suffer such a significant loss?
However, his demonic core was already sealed by Zhao Huai, and his strength was inevitably damaged.
While the Spider Demon King was in a sorry state, Zhao Huai felt his momentum rise once again.
With the Thousand-Mile Lone Rider, his strength grew with every battle.
He fought stronger and stronger, crossing the Initiation Stage again and arriving at a bewildering level.
At the same time, his realm was slowly improving.
The various slain demons turned into wisps of milky white light, and when gathered, they formed a vast river.
With each wisp of milky white light entering his body,
Zhao Huai’s flesh buzzed, his magic power compressed again, inching him closer to the goal of solidifying his True Vigor.
His Qi Sea welcomed all, similar to a furnace that refined and absorbed all essential qi, turning it into rolling energy , just like a river or ocean, surging within his body.
Gradually, Zhao Huai felt that he had reached his limit.
This seventh layer, the bottleneck of the Late Initiation Stage, blocked him.
Milky white light continued to pour into his body, entering his meridians, and increasing his blood qi.
Once all the light entered his body, he reached the extreme limits.
A massive shift occurred within his body.
Flesh transformation.
Tendons and bones turned to jade.
Mental spirit guarded the source.
All of the changes brought him to the peak of the Initiation Stage, faster and stronger than the average cultivator in the Initiation Stage.
Zhao Huai was well-aware that the opportunity to break through was right now.
With a thought in his heart,
Hum!
In a flash, the cold iron was in his hand, as he softly murmured:
“Ya Long. ”
Roar!
A faint dragon’s cry resonated, and a green light enveloped the surface of the sword.
[Sword Cultivator] destiny was activated, feeding the sword essence and qi into the edge. The sword qi of yearning soared a hundred feet high, its might shocking the heavens.
It caught the attention of the disciples of the Immortal Yearning Sect who guarded the formation in mid-air.
“How could such a terrifying sword qi be possible?” The goat-bearded Taoist narrowed his eyes, puzzled.
The man in white brought many shocking feats, most of which could be understood. However, this momentum was not something that an Initiation Stage sword cultivator could slash out.
As the Spider Demon King lay in the pit, struggling to stand up, he saw a skyscraping sword qi flash before him.
Sensing the danger through his Divine Insight, he hurriedly mobilized his demonic qi to defend himself. Still, in the end, he was half a beat too slow.
The opponent’s speed was incredibly swift, comparable to a Golden Core-stage sword.
Swish!
The sword pierced his heart.
The Spider Demon King could not stop green blood from bubbling in his mouth; his eyes fiercely stared ahead as his massive hands attempted to crush the figure before him.
Unfortunately, having lost his demonic core, all his efforts were futile. He could only helplessly rage and shatter the illusions, as the vitality within his body slowly faded.
Crack!
After this sword, Zhao Huai heard a crisp cracking sound within his body.
He stood with his sword, floating in mid-air, his eyes closed to feel the changes carefully.
In an instant,
The turbulent essence within his Qi Sea came to a halt, warm sensations spread throughout his body, and a golden vein emerged from his jade-like meridians.
Zhao Huai suddenly opened his eyes, filled with confusion.
What was this?For the first time in his life, he encountered such a situation.
Feeling somewhat at a loss.
He only felt that the power in his entire body seemed to enter a new level, and his True Vigor began to slowly stack up in multiples.
Golden light burst forth from his muscles and bones, gathering at his Qi Sea and forming together.
The golden veins grew brighter and brighter until they broke through the surface of his body and shone through.
Roar!
A loud dragon chant sounded from within the golden light.
The commotion was getting bigger and bigger. Zhao Huai wanted to suppress the golden light but couldn’t do it. Or rather, he couldn’t control it at all.
“Roar!!”
At this moment, a Silver-scaled Heavenly Dragon soared out of the golden light. Its golden whiskers and fierce horns shot straight up from the Qi Sea.
Light filled the sky, piercing through the clouds like a tsunami. It set off a tidal wave of clouds, submerging the entire Tianmu Mountain and even spreading in all directions.
The entire dark forest turned into a sea of gold.
“This is… the change of destiny at the Forming Core!”
The Taoist priest with a goat beard gaped when he saw this abnormality of the Silver-scaled Heavenly Dragon.
“This is definitely the change of destiny at the Forming Core!”
He yelled with unwavering certainty, his aged face full of madness.
“Elder, what is the change of destiny at the Forming Core?” A disciple, puzzled by the golden light in the sky, asked.
The Taoist priest with a goat beard excitedly explained:
“The so-called change of destiny at the Forming Core is the transition period for cultivators at the Perfect Initiation Stage as they start to condense their cores. ”
“At this time, cultivators can start to suppress their True Vigor, slowly solidifying it into a Golden Core, thus revealing their destiny.”
“Each solidification is called a ‘change’, and ordinary cultivators in the Golden Core Realm only go from one change to three changes, breaking through once they can’t hold on any longer, making them a lower-grade Golden Core.”
“Only those with more than three changes in their Golden Core can be considered powerful, while I myself have just barely reached the fourth change.”
“There are a total of nine changes in the Golden Core, with nine being the ultimate number. The Ninth Stage in the Golden Core Realm is recorded in the classics from the Ancient Times and is considered mythical.”
Then, looking at the golden dragon phenomenon in the sky, he said in a deep voice:
“This destiny will later manifest as an anomaly after the core is condensed, so it is extremely important: the stronger the destiny, the stronger the Golden Core. ”
Disciples of the Immortal Yearning Sect gazed at the golden dragon in the sky and exclaimed, “It’s a Silver-scaled Heavenly Dragon!”
It is well known that true dragons are ranked in levels.
Golden dragons are the most honorable, followed by red dragons, and black dragons are the forbidden dragons.
The Silver-scaled Heavenly Dragon was an ancient immortal dragon, ranking even higher than the golden dragon.
The Taoist priest with a goat beard shook his head: “What astonishes me the most is that this young man initiated the change of destiny at the Forming Core without reaching the Perfect Initiation Stage. If he can condense his core in the future, it would be at least six changes.”
He looked at the man in white bathed in the golden light, his eyes shining:
“This young man may have a heaven-defying talent! ”
Within the Blackwind Demon Prison.
Shadowy figures appeared in the darkness, and the guarding demons fell to the ground.
Yin Nanyu held a black bladed dagger, severing the demon’s head, her gaze calm and undisturbed.
The elegant elder led the way, followed by many human cultivators. He had been planning for a long time and finally waited for this moment to escape.
Yin Nanyu said indifferently: “There are too few prison guards here, it’s unusually quiet.”
The elegant elder smiled gently: “Something big happened within the demons. Many prison guards are on leave today, and the defense is lax. Everything is within my calculations.”
As the group of people walked out of the prison and saw the light outside, they couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
“We actually made it out.”
Yin Nanyu squinted her eyes, inexplicably sighing.
But the image in her mind was still bothering her.
She needed to find that pig demon.
“What is this!”
Suddenly, the elegant elder cried out in surprise.
Yin Nanyu looked up and saw that everyone was looking at the sky. She turned her gaze towards it.
She saw a Heavenly Dragon stirring up the clouds amidst golden light.
“A dragon?” Yin Nanyu asked doubtfully.
The elegant elder’s muddy eyes shone with disbelief.
After repeated confirmations, he burst into excited laughter.
“A Heavenly Dragon! It’s a Heavenly Dragon!” “Hahaha! My Yan Country is not vanquished yet!”
“The heavenly mandate of Yan Country still exists!”
PS: Apologies, I spent all day on the train yesterday, with no time to write, and I forgot to ask for a leave of absence. I’ll make up for it later..
Chapter 120: Chapter 25: The White-Clothed Figure
Slashes the Demons, Yan Country’s Heavenly Mandate Emerges_2
Translator: 549690339
The power within him surged suddenly!
After slaying over a hundred demons, including six powerful transformed demons and Blackwind Granny, Zhao Huai’s magic power within his body was as vast as the ocean.
“Palm Thunder!”
Zhao Huai silently chanted in his heart.
The vast thunder qi within him transformed into a thunderous flood dragon, roaring to the heavens!
It violently smashed into the terrifying spider phantom, splashing waves and scattering the green mist in an instant.
Lightning is the bane of demons, and the average demon would die upon contact.
The Spider Demon King took the hit, his massive, spider-like legs retreating violently while his face turned pale. Needless to say, his strength was genuinely remarkable.
“What an opportunity!”
Not missing this chance, the Taoist priest with a goat beard immediately acted and summoned his Golden Core, sitting cross-legged in the void.
A hundred-meter white crane illusion appeared behind him at once.
The graceful white crane illusion let out a cry, charging towards the Spider Demon King.
The Spider Demon King had no time to dodge, and his enormous body, akin to a small mountain, was sent flying. He smashed against the solid mountain wall, making a rumbling noise as rocks tumbled down. Amidst the smoke and dust, an angry roar erupted.
“My demonic core!”
If it weren’t for his demonic core being outside his body, how could he suffer such a significant loss?
However, his demonic core was already sealed by Zhao Huai, and his strength was inevitably damaged.
While the Spider Demon King was in a sorry state, Zhao Huai felt his momentum rise once again.
With the Thousand-Mile Lone Rider, his strength grew with every battle.
He fought stronger and stronger, crossing the Initiation Stage again and arriving at a bewildering level.
At the same time, his realm was slowly improving.
The various slain demons turned into wisps of milky white light, and when gathered, they formed a vast river.
With each wisp of milky white light entering his body,
Zhao Huai’s flesh buzzed, his magic power compressed again, inching him closer to the goal of solidifying his True Vigor.
His Qi Sea welcomed all, similar to a furnace that refined and absorbed all essential qi, turning it into rolling energy , just like a river or ocean, surging within his body.
Gradually, Zhao Huai felt that he had reached his limit.
This seventh layer, the bottleneck of the Late Initiation Stage, blocked him.
Milky white light continued to pour into his body, entering his meridians, and increasing his blood qi.
Once all the light entered his body, he reached the extreme limits.
A massive shift occurred within his body.
Flesh transformation.
Tendons and bones turned to jade.
Mental spirit guarded the source.
All of the changes brought him to the peak of the Initiation Stage, faster and stronger than the average cultivator in the Initiation Stage.
Zhao Huai was well-aware that the opportunity to break through was right now.
With a thought in his heart,
Hum!
In a flash, the cold iron was in his hand, as he softly murmured:
“Ya Long. ”
Roar!
A faint dragon’s cry resonated, and a green light enveloped the surface of the sword.
[Sword Cultivator] destiny was activated, feeding the sword essence and qi into the edge. The sword qi of yearning soared a hundred feet high, its might shocking the heavens.
It caught the attention of the disciples of the Immortal Yearning Sect who guarded the formation in mid-air.
“How could such a terrifying sword qi be possible?” The goat-bearded Taoist narrowed his eyes, puzzled.
The man in white brought many shocking feats, most of which could be understood. However, this momentum was not something that an Initiation Stage sword cultivator could slash out.
As the Spider Demon King lay in the pit, struggling to stand up, he saw a skyscraping sword qi flash before him.
Sensing the danger through his Divine Insight, he hurriedly mobilized his demonic qi to defend himself. Still, in the end, he was half a beat too slow.
The opponent’s speed was incredibly swift, comparable to a Golden Core-stage sword.
Swish!
The sword pierced his heart.
The Spider Demon King could not stop green blood from bubbling in his mouth; his eyes fiercely stared ahead as his massive hands attempted to crush the figure before him.
Unfortunately, having lost his demonic core, all his efforts were futile. He could only helplessly rage and shatter the illusions, as the vitality within his body slowly faded.
Crack!
After this sword, Zhao Huai heard a crisp cracking sound within his body.
He stood with his sword, floating in mid-air, his eyes closed to feel the changes carefully.
In an instant,
The turbulent essence within his Qi Sea came to a halt, warm sensations spread throughout his body, and a golden vein emerged from his jade-like meridians.
Zhao Huai suddenly opened his eyes, filled with confusion.
What was this?For the first time in his life, he encountered such a situation.
Feeling somewhat at a loss.
He only felt that the power in his entire body seemed to enter a new level, and his True Vigor began to slowly stack up in multiples.
Golden light burst forth from his muscles and bones, gathering at his Qi Sea and forming together.
The golden veins grew brighter and brighter until they broke through the surface of his body and shone through.
Roar!
A loud dragon chant sounded from within the golden light.
The commotion was getting bigger and bigger. Zhao Huai wanted to suppress the golden light but couldn’t do it. Or rather, he couldn’t control it at all.
“Roar!!”
At this moment, a Silver-scaled Heavenly Dragon soared out of the golden light. Its golden whiskers and fierce horns shot straight up from the Qi Sea.
Light filled the sky, piercing through the clouds like a tsunami. It set off a tidal wave of clouds, submerging the entire Tianmu Mountain and even spreading in all directions.
The entire dark forest turned into a sea of gold.
“This is… the change of destiny at the Forming Core!”
The Taoist priest with a goat beard gaped when he saw this abnormality of the Silver-scaled Heavenly Dragon.
“This is definitely the change of destiny at the Forming Core!”
He yelled with unwavering certainty, his aged face full of madness.
“Elder, what is the change of destiny at the Forming Core?” A disciple, puzzled by the golden light in the sky, asked.
The Taoist priest with a goat beard excitedly explained:
“The so-called change of destiny at the Forming Core is the transition period for cultivators at the Perfect Initiation Stage as they start to condense their cores. ”
“At this time, cultivators can start to suppress their True Vigor, slowly solidifying it into a Golden Core, thus revealing their destiny.”
“Each solidification is called a ‘change’, and ordinary cultivators in the Golden Core Realm only go from one change to three changes, breaking through once they can’t hold on any longer, making them a lower-grade Golden Core.”
“Only those with more than three changes in their Golden Core can be considered powerful, while I myself have just barely reached the fourth change.”
“There are a total of nine changes in the Golden Core, with nine being the ultimate number. The Ninth Stage in the Golden Core Realm is recorded in the classics from the Ancient Times and is considered mythical.”
Then, looking at the golden dragon phenomenon in the sky, he said in a deep voice:
“This destiny will later manifest as an anomaly after the core is condensed, so it is extremely important: the stronger the destiny, the stronger the Golden Core. ”
Disciples of the Immortal Yearning Sect gazed at the golden dragon in the sky and exclaimed, “It’s a Silver-scaled Heavenly Dragon!”
It is well known that true dragons are ranked in levels.
Golden dragons are the most honorable, followed by red dragons, and black dragons are the forbidden dragons.
The Silver-scaled Heavenly Dragon was an ancient immortal dragon, ranking even higher than the golden dragon.
The Taoist priest with a goat beard shook his head: “What astonishes me the most is that this young man initiated the change of destiny at the Forming Core without reaching the Perfect Initiation Stage. If he can condense his core in the future, it would be at least six changes.”
He looked at the man in white bathed in the golden light, his eyes shining:
“This young man may have a heaven-defying talent! ”
Within the Blackwind Demon Prison.
Shadowy figures appeared in the darkness, and the guarding demons fell to the ground.
Yin Nanyu held a black bladed dagger, severing the demon’s head, her gaze calm and undisturbed.
The elegant elder led the way, followed by many human cultivators. He had been planning for a long time and finally waited for this moment to escape.
Yin Nanyu said indifferently: “There are too few prison guards here, it’s unusually quiet.”
The elegant elder smiled gently: “Something big happened within the demons. Many prison guards are on leave today, and the defense is lax. Everything is within my calculations.”
As the group of people walked out of the prison and saw the light outside, they couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.
“We actually made it out.”
Yin Nanyu squinted her eyes, inexplicably sighing.
But the image in her mind was still bothering her.
She needed to find that pig demon.
“What is this!”
Suddenly, the elegant elder cried out in surprise.
Yin Nanyu looked up and saw that everyone was looking at the sky. She turned her gaze towards it.
She saw a Heavenly Dragon stirring up the clouds amidst golden light.
“A dragon?” Yin Nanyu asked doubtfully.
The elegant elder’s muddy eyes shone with disbelief.
After repeated confirmations, he burst into excited laughter.
“A Heavenly Dragon! It’s a Heavenly Dragon!” “Hahaha! My Yan Country is not vanquished yet!”
“The heavenly mandate of Yan Country still exists!”
PS: Apologies, I spent all day on the train yesterday, with no time to write, and I forgot to ask for a leave of absence. I’ll make up for it later..
