Cultivating Quietly for a Thousand Years
Chapter 77
Seriously Injured Demon King, Sword Cultivator Number One of the True Martial Sect
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Northern Great Yan, in the world of ice and snow.
In a cave, ice formed cones all over the place. That's frightening.
At the end of the tunnel, a white-haired man sat on an ice bed. He was wearing a robe made from animal fur. His face was demonic, and there were four tails that looked like black feathers on his back.
He was Demon King Dian Su in his human form.
Explosion-out
The demon lord suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood. It splattered on the ice on the ground, burning until it melted the ice and fog rose.
There are a lot of holes in front of the ice sheet. It was all the blood he had shed.
He keeps vomiting blood!
Dian Su was furious and frightened.
What the hell is going on!
Five hours ago, he started vomiting blood, until now. Now, he was actually spewing out blood essence!
How could?
What scared him the most was that he could not cultivate. Once he absorbed the Qi, the demon strength in his body would decrease instead of increasing.
“Why did this happen..”
Dian Su was agitated. In his ten thousand years of life, this was the first time he had faced such a situation.
He suddenly recalled some ancient legends. Could it be that one of those cultivators had ascended and was currently watching him from a higher realm?
He had just announced two years ago that he would be raising humans as livestock when a terrible thing happened to him.
As he thought, a mouthful of blood surged into his throat. Demon King Dian Su was unwilling to spit out another mouthful of blood.
He's gone crazy!
At this rate, he would vomit to death.
In the years he had just been revived, he had been cultivating and trying to recover his cultivation. However, in just a few hours, his cultivation regressed and his injuries worsened. He was in worse shape than when he had just woken up.
Dian Su thought that she must have offended the gods in the sky. He could not suffer for no reason.
There was no mistake in his cultivation. As for the inner demon, it had been wiped out by him three hundred years ago. Now, it seems like a new inner demon will appear.
Time continued to pass amid his panic and despair.
Two more hours passed.
Dian Su finally stopped vomiting blood. He could cultivate again, but this experience had become his nightmare.
There must be someone watching him somewhere!
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Diligently Cultivating into an Eternal Mountain.
[Your good friend Demon King Dian Su is cursed. He was severely injured and his cultivation decreased.]
When Han Jue saw this email, he could not help but smile. He's very happy.
He had just finished cursing her the day before and now he saw the email.
The effect of using the Book of Misfortunes at full strength was overwhelmingly domineering!
Han Jue was relieved now.
He decided to curse Demon King Dian Su once every three years, and caused him to be severely injured every time!
Han Jue continued cultivating. The target was the eighth level of the Void Amalgamation Realm.
As the Fusang Tree continued to grow, the nearby Connate Cave Residence benefited the most. The Spirit Qi started to rise.
...
Spring passes and autumn comes.
In the blink of an eye, ten years passed like the passing of a white horse.
Han Jue had finally broken through to the eighth level of the Void Amalgamation Realm.
After consolidating his cultivation, Han Jue walked out of the cave of residence. He first checked the health of the Fusang Tree, then found the Black Hell Chicken and taught him a spell.
Black Hell Chicken continued to change towards Black Hell Phoenix. His cultivation level also increased continuously. It was now comparable to a Nascent Soul realm cultivator.
The demon cultivation realm was different from humans, but mainly due to the difference in the Nascent Soul Realm. The cultivation realm after him was still the same. Demons do not have a Nascent Soul, but they can cultivate their Demon Core and Soul Essence.
Han Jue did not want the Chaotic Heavenly Dog to come back and beat up the Black Hell Chicken after wandering outside for so long. If that happened, his Dao heart would be damaged.
Cultivation isn't as good as fighting for opportunities?
Impossible!
It's just for humans!
After teaching the Black Hell Chicken, Han Jue found Xing Hongxuan behind the mountain. Xing Hongxuan was in seclusion and did not go out for fun.
Han Jue decided to teach him some spells and improve his means of preserving his life.
Xing Hongxuan was extremely shocked when she heard this. The softness in his eyes almost overflowed.
After teaching for over ten days, Han Jue was about to return to his cave residence when he suddenly caught two auras approaching the Cultivating Mountain with the Eternal Being Diligent.
One of them was Huang Jihao.
Other people had a high cultivation level and were probably an expert from the True Martial Sect.
Han Jue immediately tested the strongest person around the Pure Jade Sect.
[Shangguan Qiujian: Ninth Level of the Void Merging Realm, Sword Elder of the True Martial Sect]
The ninth level of the Void Amalgamation Realm?
Han Jue closed his eyes and started the simulation experiment.
A few seconds later, he found a way to kill Shangguan Qiujian.
He's gone immediately.
At the same time, Huang Jihao brought a blue-robed man to the Mountain of Cultivating with the Diligent of Being Immortal. They are less than three kilometers away.
Looking at the majestic immortal mountain in the distance, Shangguan Qiujian smiled and said, “Is there really a swordsman here? I did not feel an extremely strong sword intent. ”
Huang Jihao was about to speak when he saw Han Jue flying slowly.
He hurriedly bowed and cupped his fists and said in a trembling voice, "Huang Jihao greets Senior!"
The senior?
Shangguan Qiujian frowned. This guy doesn't look strong, just handsome.
Waitaminute!
Like Wei Yuan and Daoist Calm Sky, Shangguan Qiujian quickly sensed something was amiss.
This person was covered in the Numinous Treasure!
Even the Sword Elder of the True Martial Sect had never seen such a luxurious cultivator.
Han Jue flew in front of Huang Jihao and asked, "Why did you come to the Pure Jade Sect?"
As long as Huang Jihao said something unfavorable to the Pure Jade Sect, Han Jue would go all-out soon!
He would absolutely not waste time chatting!
I can't let a stain like Daoist Calm Sky appear again!
Huang Jihao respectfully said, “Senior, we are here to argue with you. The person behind me is the number one sword cultivator of the True Martial Sect in the Western Abyss State. He wants to argue with you. Don't worry, it's just a friendly. It would not affect the Pure Jade Sect or its relationship with the True Martial Sect. We will stop before any damage.”
Argue?
Han Jue looked at Shangguan Qiujian with a strange expression.
How dare he!
Shangguan Qiujian thought that he was afraid of his reputation and chuckled. “Don't worry, fellow Daoist. I'm not going to jeopardize your life or cultivation. ”
Han Jue sighed and said, "I'm very afraid of trouble."
Shangguan Qiujian frowned. Is this guy scared?
“How about this, I will attack once. If you can accept it, it will be my loss! ” Han Jue waved his hand.
Huang Jihao's eyelids twitched.
He couldn't help but remember his nightmare.
Shangguan Qiujian said, "Alright!"
He could already tell that even though Han Jue had many Numinous Treasures, he was clearly embarrassing about it. In this case, it is better to end it early.
Just as he finished speaking, Han Jue suddenly took out the Primordial Judgment Sword and slashed at Shangguan Qiujian.
Han Jue appeared in front of the other party as if he had teleported and immediately used the Heavenly Punishment Ghost God Sword.
The spirit energy of the Six Paths at the eighth level of the Void Merging Realm erupted like a flood. All of it flowed into the Primordial Sword of Judgment, and a black sword Qi swept across the sky, seemingly causing time to stop.
Shangguan Qiujian's eyes widened. His hand touched the sword on his waist.
Oh no!
Too fast!
It's too late!
The terrifying sword Qi sealed Shangguan Qiujian, making him feel like he had fallen into the underworld. Soul vibrates.
How many years!
Shangguan Qiujian actually smelled death again!
Most importantly, he didn't even have a chance to fight back.
The explosion!
The forest behind him was swept away by the sword Qi like a fierce storm.
Shangguan Qiujian thought he was dead, but the truth was not.
The Primordial Sword of Judgment hung on his forehead. Shangguan Qiujian could see his face filled with despair through the reflection of the sword, and a grain of cold sweat quickly formed on his forehead.
Han Jue held his sword with one hand as his golden robe fluttered. The Earth Emperor's Soul Ward in his Frost God Plated Crown swayed like fire.
His cold expression made Shangguan Qiujian think of the immortal sword that had reached the peak of Sword Dao.
"It seems like you can't accept it," Han Jue said softly.
Thumped.
Shangguan Qiujian's legs became soft. Sensing the immense pressure to escape death, his feet were unable to hold him back and he knelt on the ground.
This cultivator at the ninth level of the Void Amalgamation Realm collapsed to the ground in fear of Han Jue's sword. Beside him, Huang Jihao did not express his surprise. Instead, he smiled bitterly.