However, this position was rather awkward. He felt as if the tip of the knife in his stomach was intentionally or unintentionally approaching his manhood. This was incredibly embarrassing, but Wang Yao could only curse loudly and had no other ideas.
As the electric fan churned inside Wang Yao's stomach, Wang Yao was astonished to find that wisps of smoke were emanating from the end of the crank that protruded from his body. The smoke was dark gray and turned into powder upon touching the spiritual energy shield, falling down in a flurry.
His attention was still fixed on the ash-like powder when he suddenly felt a void in his stomach. Wang Yao roared, only to see the electric fan and its crank vanish without a trace, leaving only a large, bloody hole in his lower abdomen.
What's going on here? They're opening someone's chest and they don't even stitch it up? Just as Wang Yao was feeling puzzled, the spiritual power hammer finally came crashing down again.
As the spiritual hammer struck again and again, Wang Yao slowly noticed that a small dot of mixed gold and red color seemed to appear amidst the bloody mess on his abdomen. The dot was so blurry that even when Wang Yao tried to sense it, he still could not see it clearly.
However, because of his previous experience with the red thread, Wang Yao was very certain of the existence of that small dot, since the red thread seemed to be wrapped around that small dot.
The spiritual energy hammer relentlessly pounded against Wang Yao's immortal body, gradually leading him to a subtle understanding. He discovered that the force used in each strike was different; sometimes it felt like a large iron hammer, sometimes like a wooden mallet, sometimes like a stone, and sometimes...
Isn't this just the five elements of spiritual energy taking turns striking? Wang Yao's heart stirred, and he was about to savor it more carefully when he unexpectedly found that the spiritual energy shield had already begun to heat up, and the same routine from the Qi Refining stage was being performed again.
"Congratulations on advancing to the Golden Core stage. The Trial of Gods and Demons begins."
"The Golden Core stage God-Demon Trial: Hold firm and prevent the demon race from attacking a stronghold in the God Realm. If the demon race's attacking force is destroyed or retreats, the trial mission is completed and the Golden Core stage is fixed; otherwise, it is a failure."
This is a gentle slope of a mountain, covered in lush green grass. In the distance, you can see vast forests below. The weather is clear and the visibility is excellent. It must be the realm of the gods.
Wang Yao steadied himself, hurriedly took out the "Immortal's Sorrow" and threw it on the ground, where it transformed into an electric motorcycle. He mounted it and gently twisted the handlebars backward with his left hand, causing the electric motorcycle to rise up. He then twisted the handlebars backward with his right hand, and the electric motorcycle immediately sped forward.
A mountain breeze swept lightly across Wang Yao's face. "Yo-ho!" Wang Yao whistled loudly, maneuvering "Immortal's Sorrow" to soar and fly among the mountains.
The electric motorcycle flew higher and higher, faster and faster, and Wang Yao was overjoyed riding on it. This was the first time he had his own unique speed magic.
The first advantage of this technique is that it consumes almost no spiritual energy. Moreover, it only operates inside the electric motorcycle, drawing in air and pushing backward, without generating any fluctuations in spiritual energy. Therefore, Wang Yao doesn't need to worry about being tracked by hunters while riding the electric motorcycle.
Secondly, it felt that the speed was no less than that of Tongxuan's donkey, and it was even more agile. It was really hard to tell how Tongxuan controlled that donkey. Anyway, Wang Yao was very passive on it, and the donkey controlled the speed and altitude.
Aside from being able to tap the donkey's head to indicate that the destination had been reached, Wang Yao didn't experience any thrill in driving it; it was almost no different from taking a taxi.
But the electric motorcycle was different; it was completely under Wang Yao's control. Wang Yao knew that this might be because his cultivation level was not high enough, and he could only use semi-automatic magic. But this thing was awesome; riding that donkey was not as good as taking the bus or a coach.
Riding on the electric motorcycle, feeling the wind whistling past his ears, and seeing the mountains and clouds rushing past him, Wang Yao suddenly found himself blocked by a cliff. He lifted the handlebars of the electric motorcycle with both hands and twisted his wrists, causing the motorcycle to tilt back and rapidly increase its height.
Leaping onto the cliff, Wang Yao was greeted by a blue sky. Without pausing, he steered the electric motorcycle upwards, like a small rocket, piercing through several layers of white clouds. Then, Wang Yao released his grip, and the electric motorcycle dipped down, coming to a stop in mid-air.
Then Wang Yao slowly increased the force with both arms, pressing the front of the electric motorcycle downwards. Amidst the white clouds, the majestic mountains reappeared before Wang Yao's eyes. He took a deep breath, twisted his right hand sharply backward, and the electric motorcycle shot down towards the ground like an arrow.
The wind whistled and vibrated Wang Yao's eardrums. The vast land came closer and closer to Wang Yao. The grass and soil on the land quickly became clear in his eyes. Suddenly, Wang Yao straightened up abruptly, raised his arms with force, and twisted his left hand at the same time.
The electric motorcycle lifted its head and sped forward, skimming over the grass. It came to a steady stop a short while later, still hovering several inches above the ground.
Wang Yao rode his electric motorcycle, looking around excitedly. His only regret was that there wasn't a single immortal present, not even a god or demon. It was quite disappointing. Didn't Feng Huan say that the trial might arrange for them to be together? Why hadn't that happened yet?
Otherwise, if I were to perform my amazing car stunts in front of Li Shishi, Feng Huan, and Teacher Luo, I'm afraid they would be quite astonished.
Wang Yao calmed his excitement before calling out to Aunt Tian in his mind.
"You've finally started your trial mission?" Aunt Tian asked.
"Yes, does your Divine Realm of Reclaiming the Sea currently have any strongholds that are being contested by the Demon Race?" Wang Yao asked.
His idea was that if there was such a stronghold in the Divine Realm of Reclaiming the Sea, he would rush there and do both the defense mission and the mission of Burying the Demon Abyss in one go, saving himself the time of running around.
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