Luo Jianqing: "...So, ordinary cultivators in the Out-of-Body Stage can let their souls leave their bodies, but from now on, I can only make this blue lotus three-dimensional? My soul is a blue lotus, so I am actually... also a flower?!"
Luo Jianqing didn't think too much and quickly took the green lotus back into his body.
He didn't know that just as he removed the Azure Lotus from his body, a bolt of lightning rumbled down directly above Blood Pill Ancestor's head! Blood Pill Ancestor had never expected the sudden thunder from the sky. He subconsciously raised the giant cauldron to block it, but halfway through, he suddenly realized that the cauldron still contained the final ingredient of his Supreme Human Pill - Luo Jianqing!
So the Blood Pill Ancestor quickly used his body to protect the Tongtian Demon Cauldron and withstood the thunder attack.
Rumble!
The strong thunder singed the Blood Dan Ancestor's hair and burned all his clothes. He was covered in black and looked so miserable as if he had just crawled out of sewage.
The Blood Pill Ancestor had never been so embarrassed in his life. He wanted to curse the sky in anger, but after all, there were more important things to do, so he immediately carried the Tongtian Demon Cauldron and continued to escape.
Luo Jianqing sat in meditation and practiced diligently within the cauldron, digesting the newfound scorching heat of samsara. After consolidating his realm a bit, he was pleasantly surprised to discover that he could actually use his spiritual power to open his storage ring!
This time, Luo Jianqing took out a round white jade bead without hesitation and crushed it violently.
At the same time, the area where the black vortex formed a few hours ago.
This was a vast basin, and thousands of demon cultivators had flocked here, wary of each other, searching for treasures and opportunities. Among them, a beautiful, red-robed demon cultivator froze and suddenly turned to look north.
"Xuan Lingzi saved my life a hundred years ago, and I gave him a jade bead as a token of my gratitude?!"
Mo Qiu's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly understood. He quickly flew north.
Just as he left the black vortex, a golden light suddenly flew past and stopped in the center of the basin.
The moment this person appeared in the basin, the surrounding clamor ceased abruptly. A terrifying, heavy pressure descended with a rumble, like a vast mountain or sea, suppressing every demon cultivator present! Even a demon cultivator in the middle stage of the Tribulation Crossing was suppressed to the point where he couldn't even raise his head. All that was visible was the person, dressed in white, his forehead beaded with sweat, and he looked exhausted.
Xuan Lingzi swept his gaze over everyone present, finding no trace of his own disciples. He tightly gripped the cold, sharp Xuan Ling Sword, and after a moment's scrutiny, he suddenly shifted his gaze to focus on the most powerful demon cultivator present, a mid-stage Tribulation cultivator.
The demon cultivator was suddenly looked at like this by Xuan Lingzi, and felt that he was in a desperate situation of life and death.
However, Xuan Lingzi only looked for a moment before suddenly looking away. He closed his eyes and carefully felt the changes in the spiritual energy between the heaven and earth around him. The power of the original spirit was released to a range of ten miles, a hundred miles, a thousand miles... ten thousand miles!
Xuan Lingzi suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes gleaming, and flew north. He raised his hand to wipe away a trace of blood from his lips, still flying in that direction at the fastest speed.
Mo Qiu, who was nearly a hundred miles ahead of Xuan Lingzi, naturally felt the terrifying pressure of the Yuan Shen. He opened his eyes wide in disbelief and turned around. In just a moment, he saw a golden light whizz past him and go forward.
"You actually released your spirit over such a wide distance. Aren't you afraid of your spirit backlash and death?"
Mo Qiu didn't have time to think, he increased his speed and continued to fly forward. Although he was only a cultivator in the late Out-of-Body stage, Mo Qiu's speed was only slightly slower than Xuan Lingzi's. Seeing that Xuan Lingzi's back was about to disappear, Mo Qiu gritted his teeth, took out a white bell, and crushed it with a sudden crush.
Suddenly, his speed increased again and he caught up with Xuan Lingzi again!
With Xuan Lingzi's spiritual awareness, he should have discovered Mo Qiu chasing him long ago, but at the moment, he was only concerned about comforting his disciple and didn't care about anything else.
For Mo Qiu, the jade bead gave him a rough idea of Luo Jianqing's location, but he couldn't confirm it. He didn't know how Xuan Lingzi had headed straight in that direction, but he was certain that he had a way to find Luo Jianqing.
Knowing that he was there, Luo Jianqing couldn't be in danger. Or rather, even if his life was in danger, if even Xuan Lingzi couldn't handle it, then his presence would be useless now.
Thinking of this, Mo Qiu felt a little sad, but he gritted his teeth and tried his best to chase forward.
In the Tongtian Demon Cauldron.
After crushing the jade bead, Luo Jianqing didn't sit still and wait for death. He was still thinking about how to leave the cauldron and how to save himself. Putting all your hopes on others was the worst possible thing to do. Luo Jianqing had been taught by Xuan Lingzi since childhood that only by strengthening one's own strength could one be truly powerful.
He thought about it for a long time and tried many methods, but he could not destroy the magic cauldron.
Outside the Demon Cauldron, Blood Pill Ancestor was frantically fleeing. He was about to cross a large river, but as he took a step forward, he was pinned back by a golden sword light. Startled, Blood Pill Ancestor quickly ran in another direction, but another golden sword energy struck, slashing a horrific bloody gash on his face!
"Who is it!" Blood Pill Ancestor shouted angrily. He seemed furious, but his words were unconvincing, for he had already guessed who the other party might be. However, there was one thing that Blood Pill Ancestor was not worried about: even a cultivator at the Spiritual Transformation Stage would have no way of seeing through his natal Heavenly Demon Cauldron!
In an instant, under the bright blue sky, a white figure floated down.
Xuan Lingzi's handsome brows furrowed, his eyes narrowed as he gazed coldly at the ugly, crude demon cultivator before him. In his right hand, he grasped a long sword, gleaming coldly. With a flick of his wrist, the sword flashed, and his slender fingers gripped the hilt tightly. Golden spiritual energy flowed continuously through the slender blade like a dragon.
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