At this moment, Zhou Xingdou returned to that mountain peak once again. He stood with his hands behind his back at the summit, his expression indifferent and cold, and the gurgling of his blood and qi caused the heavens and earth to tremble.
He was indeed somewhat impulsive in this matter. After all, this was not the Primordial World, and there was no one to back him up. Qing Yanjing was no longer a system slave, and if she were to die again, there would be no chance of resurrection.
But he still chose to make a move, not for the Great Palm Heaven Technique, but also to prove himself.
He realized that his spirit had weakened considerably since arriving in this world. When Xiao Tianzuo spoke of the power of Zhang Tiansan, the Heavenly King, he wavered and decided not to provoke him for now, but to deal with him gradually.
A rogue cultivator with no background, who hadn't even shown his face, had actually made him back down. This was something Zhou Xingdou was extremely unwilling to see happen to him.
Today they fear rogue cultivators who are near-Emperors, tomorrow they fear the friends of those near-Emperors, and then they fear families that possess those near-Emperors. Step by step, they grow increasingly wary, until finally they are hesitant to act for fear of harming others.
At that time, my spirit will be completely destroyed.
Even if it weren't for Xiao Tianzuo's hatred, he still had to fight for himself. He couldn't back down, or his invincible mental state would be shattered!
However, Stephen Chow still left himself some leeway, which was to set the time for ten days later.
Ten days later, his Dao soldier's original form will be completely refined.
Moreover, during these ten days, he decided to further study the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Technique and the Heavenly Dao Realm Law, striving for breakthroughs both within and outside these ten days.
At this moment, Qing Yanjing appeared beside Zhou Xingdou, her gentle voice soothing his mind and body.
"You're being a bit too hasty. But with me here, even if that Heavenly King is truly incomparably powerful, I can still protect you and help you escape unscathed. Don't feel too much pressure."
Zhou Xingdou remained silent, his silvery-white eyes, filled with purple aura, slightly closed, then he spoke with unwavering resolve:
"No, I want to rely on my own strength. I can't bear the pain of losing you again."
Qing Yanjing hugged Zhou Xingdou from behind, feeling a pang of heartache, and said:
"But ten days is too short."
It wasn't that she didn't believe Zhou Xingdou could make rapid progress in ten days, but rather that she was afraid he would pay too high a price and bear too much pressure.
Zhou Xingdou held Qing Yanjing's delicate hand and said to himself:
"That's enough, more than enough."
As he spoke, a glimmer of light appeared in Zhou Xingdou's eyes, a determination and longing that had never been seen in his eyes before.
However, Zhou Xingdou was not going to act recklessly. He still needed to make necessary plans and take precautions. He then said to Qing Yanjing:
"You don't need to worry about me for the next ten days. Watch that old hag recover her strength. Before we find her to become the Heavenly King, we should first find her cave treasure vault and try to help her recover her strength as much as possible."
Qing Yanjing smiled slightly, seemingly pleased that Zhou Xingdou hadn't been blinded by passion, and said gently:
"Okay, I understand."
After Qing Yanjing left, Zhou Xingdou sat upright on the mountaintop, the howling wind ringing in his ears and making his black hair dance wildly.
He hadn't felt this sense of urgency in a long time. In the beginning, he was too comfortable. Those crises seemed dangerous, but they were only seemingly so, because there was always someone to back him up.
Even Stephen Chow always knew that he wouldn't die.
But with the departure of the Zhou family from Chuyuan, the peril of Xuantian Daozong, and his own death by Yun Jinzhi's spear while under Tian Jiu'er's protection, Zhou Xingdou's long-standing sense of peace was finally shattered.
Even if a system breaks through the river of time and resurrects itself, can such a resurrection system continue indefinitely?
Moreover, he was in a place where he didn't even know where the system was, and it was a nearly closed world. Who could save him here and support him?
He can only rely on Qing Yanjing now, but Zhou Xingdou is not shameless enough to always stand behind a woman.
Even when he wasn't as powerful as he is now, he could pull back the Holy Mother of the Universe who was blocking his way when facing the attack of the Ninth Ancestor of the Universe, and say to her:
"I don't have the habit of letting women stand in my way."
Indeed, it was his Uncle Qin who gave him confidence back then, but he was still sharper and more arrogant than he is now.
Get stronger.
This thought lingered in Zhou Xingdou's mind, but a sense of comfort always made his urgent desire to become stronger just an empty thought.
He had never relied on himself much in his cultivation, and his Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Technique was mostly enhanced by the Dragon Elephant Sacred Medicine. He had never even put his heart into cultivating it for a single day.
Those so-called seclusion sessions are just a matter of organizing what they've learned, practicing a little bit along the way, and then going into seclusion for two or three days in a proper manner before immediately emerging.
This was him in the past, an immortal genius who was forcibly pushed to the peak of sainthood by external forces.
Now he wants to see what level he can reach if he cultivates with all his might for ten days in this situation, abandoning all external thoughts.
Can we unravel the mystery of the Primordial Manifestation? Can we push the laws of the Heavenly Dao to a level that surpasses even the power of the most holy and great saints?
The moment his distracting thoughts vanished, Zhou Xingdou immediately immersed himself in a state of selflessness. Within his body, the Ziwei Taihuang Scripture began to slowly circulate on its own, and the clear sky instantly darkened, with billions of stars twinkling brilliantly, as if illuminating the entire world.
Countless starlight, like a waterfall, cascaded down from the sky and converged on Zhou Xingdou atop the mountain.
These starlight and stellar power intertwined, and in the blink of an eye, ancient and mysterious runes swirled and intertwined around Zhou Xingdou, forming a huge and sacred ancient star.
Then, the second, the third, the fourth... all the way up to the 108th ancient star gradually coalesced and took shape, and the entire world fell into silence.
Although Zhou Xingdou sat quietly on the mountaintop, he seemed to be in an endless starry sky. He was like the master of this starry sky, and everything was as easy as his own hand.
At this moment, countless dragons and elephants roared and surged through the void, their deafening roars seemingly tearing the entire world apart.
A silver-purple vertical line suddenly shone between Zhou Xingdou's eyebrows, containing boundless heavenly might that stirred the world.
A beam of divine light pierced through the clouds and shot into the sky, causing thunder to rumble throughout the world, and thousands of bolts of lightning to erupt in an instant.
Almost simultaneously, the Heavenly Punishment Lightning Source burst forth from the vertical lines like a meteor, carrying a world-destroying momentum as it plunged into the myriad lightning bolts descending upon the world.
In that instant, the originally raging thunderbolts became docile, like subjects paying homage to their monarch, and all gathered around the source of the heavenly punishment thunder, forming a huge vortex of lightning.
As time passed, the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Source was bathed in thousands of lightning bolts, constantly absorbing their energy essence, and eventually transformed into an incomparably majestic Heavenly Punishment Thunder Dragon.
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