"Wang ng, what are your plans now?" Mingren asked. Opening a Secret Realm wasn’t easy. It would be a huge waste not to seize the ti to cultivate. Besides, the grand competition was imminent. If they didn’t push themselves, they would just be lambs to the slaughter.
"The Teleportation Array’s energy can last for several months at least. Let’s all cultivate on our own for now. If you’re interested, we can spar a little too."
"Haha, that sounds perfect!"
Having found the antidote, Zhou Qian could finally relax. Although he had spoken with full confidence earlier, he had actually been extrely anxious. Still, he wouldn’t have been content to just go back like that. For him, encountering an opportunity like this even once was a blessing from the heavens.
He was used to drifting through life aimlessly. Ever since eting Wang ng and the others, Zhou Qian felt like he was finally living a real life. He also wanted to do sothing spectacular, and he had his own wish for this grand competition.
The Secret Realm was about one hundred li in circumference. Everyone went off to find a place they liked. While this ruin was decent, it was gloomy and the Torture Qi was too thick, making it unsuitable for Saint Cultivators.
Soon, everyone had left. Wang ng stared blankly at the Evil Cultivator’s domain. This level of evil qi was nothing special, but by the standards of a Small Thousand World, it was certainly vicious.
The bodies of the Blood Soul Hall disciples had all been buried. Whatever they were in life, death returned everything to dust, leaving behind only a gloomy, silent grand hall.
Wang ng wasn’t very interested in the cultivation techniques of Demon Cultivators. With the breadth of knowledge from his mories, he had no need for such petty things. But after his insight into the Five Elents Technique, Wang ng suddenly developed a slight interest in the cultivation techniques of Demon Cultivators. After all, Wangtian cultivated the demonic path. ’Know your enemy and know yourself, and you can fight a hundred battles without defeat.’
The Blood Soul Technique was called a Forbidden Technique not just because of its training thods, but also because it was so effective—even more powerful than the Blast-Inducing Technique.
The sheer effectiveness of the Blast-Inducing Technique was still fresh in his mind. However, the Blast-Inducing Technique still required arduous and persistent cultivation, as it drew upon the cultivator’s own innate power.
The Blood Soul Technique, when paired with a Blood Soul Pill, was much faster and didn’t require as much hard work. This was why people found it impossible to resist. But to simply pursue Elental Power like this while neglecting one’s foundation was truly laughable.
The cultivation technique also included magic like the Netherworld Ghost Claw. These were all spells based on Elental Power. The Life Mark Combinations weren’t complex, but their power was great, requiring only imnse Elental Power.
Wang ng tossed each manual aside after reading it. He had to admit, Mingren and the others were truly orthodox Holy Hall Disciples. They were all disdainful of these Demon Cultivator techniques; forget curiosity, they seed to feel the manuals were dirty just holding them. Two hundred years ago, any cultivation technique, regardless of its usefulness, would have caused a mad scramble. They could all be used for reference.
This era was different. The Sects all had systematic cultivation techniques, paving a clear path for their disciples. All they had to do was train hard. High-level disciples would even have masters personally teach them profound magic—sothing that would have been a complete fantasy in the past.
The Torture Qi and deathly aura in the grand hall had lessened slightly. The fire in the Pill Cauldron had already gone out, but everyone found it so disgusting that they planned to destroy the place when they left.
Wang ng walked around. Setting aside the Torture Qi, the entire ruin was laid out in a very wondrous pattern. The creator of this ruin was no ordinary person.
This was definitely not sothing a lowlife like Liu Xiao could have created. But he had a discerning eye, at least, using this Array Technique to gather Torture Qi and refine Pills.
Whether Saint, Demon, or Evil, to put it bluntly, cultivation techniques were all for killing people. The only differences were the thods, the principles, and the applications of the Array Technique. The realm of these techniques was very interesting.
In his past life’s cultivation, there was only the sword. He would occasionally pay attention to other things, but only in service of the sword, chasing that ultimate power. He had ignored so much.
At his core, Wang ng was a stubborn and strong-willed person. Most importantly, he loved a challenge.
After walking around the entire array once, Wang ng thought he understood it, but then suddenly found himself confused again. ’This... Array Technique...’
Wang ng couldn’t help but walk another lap. This ti, his expression seed a bit more relaxed, and he nodded thoughtfully.
If his Godhood hadn’t been sealed, Wang ng might never have realized what he lacked in his Five Elents Technique. But the Five Elents Body and the Five Elents Technique were the most difficult problems to solve in the Three Realms. Being born in a Grand Thousand World was a blessing; if one were born in a Small Thousand World, a Five Elents Body would likely perish young.
Even the current Wang ng, with all his advantageous experience—truly standing on the shoulders of giants—still faced countless difficulties. It was just as with his Five Elents Body, which had, to so extent, brought the Heaven and Earth Spirit Locking Array to a state of optimal balance. If he couldn’t fully comprehend the Five Elents Technique before his ascension, all that awaited him was complete annihilation.
The Hinayana Five Elents Technique was just the beginning, not the end. Besides, he had currently only mastered one of the Five Elents Powers.
Wang ng’s advantage was his ntality. He wasn’t just seeking power; he was seeking a challenge. He admired the kind of domineering spirit that dared to declare war on the heavens—a truly spectacular existence.
Only soone who pursues grand stages and a grand world can truly imrse themselves in an ordinary life.
For example, if people like Zhao Guang or Ma Wanliang obtained a Godhood, they would probably only think of dominating the Holy Hall. That was the limit of their ambition.
And that was sothing Moo Shan would never allow.
Wang ng had already circled the array five tis, at tis understanding, at tis confused. He had read so basics on array techniques and had experienced so heaven-shaking, god-moving Grand Arrays in his past life. But that was rely knowing what they were, not why they were. What Wang ng wanted to understand now was not just the principles of the Array Technique, but also what kind of creative spark led to its creation.
’That process is the most precious and wonderful part.’
Outside the ruins, Zhang Xiaojiang and Suo Ming were having a barbecue.
"Can you really stomach that?" Suo Ming couldn’t understand. He felt a little like puking.
"What’s not to stomach? dium rare is perfect. Delicious rabbit at like this needs to be a little bloody to have the right feel."
Suo Ming’s face was a little pale. In certain aspects, this fatty was truly beyond human. Anyone who saw what was in the Blood Soul Hall would probably lose their appetite for at for months, yet Zhang Xiaojiang was eating with relish.
"Brother Jiang, what do you think the boss is doing? He’s been circling for ages. What’s there to study about a Demon Cultivator’s stuff?"
Suo Ming was very worried, afraid that Wang ng would be led astray. Demon Cultivator techniques offered a shortcut to power, but they could cause one to Fall into Demon.
"Relax, relax, don’t worry. There’s nothing in this world he can’t handle. I bet he’s definitely comprehending sothing new."
Zhang Xiaojiang took a bite of at. It was unbelievably fragrant, and his mouth was watering.
Suo Ming nodded.
"Besides, Brother ng is a dragon among n. Sooner or later, he’s going to soar to greatness. But no matter where he goes, he’ll always take with him. So as long as you stick with , you can’t go wrong. Keep working hard."
"Yes, Brother Jiang! I’ll cultivate hard and protect you, Brother Jiang!"
"That’s the spirit. Let’s roast another one."
’Safety first when you’re out and about. With a durable Body Cultivator like Suo Ming for protection, combined with my Invincible Arrow Technique, I’ll be safe anywhere I go.’
Hu Jing had already begun to cultivate her own technique. The Elental Qi here was indeed abundant, and the feeling of fullness was wonderful. The strength of Wang ng and the others had certainly pricked Hu Jing’s pride, and she was trying hard to catch up. ’We both entered the Holy Hall at the sa ti, so how did the gap between us get so wide?’
anwhile, the folks from Lingyin Hall were following their usual routine. Li Tianyi had run off sowhere, while Mingren and the others cultivated together.
After a few more laps, Wang ng sat back down in the grand hall. The hall was gloomy and ominous. The moving air would occasionally create wailing sounds, which was truly frightening. Even the bravest would feel uncomfortable, but Wang ng felt nothing at all.
The grand hall was located at the core of the Array Technique. This Array Technique was quite interesting; it seed to be connected to the entire Secret Realm.
An Array Technique that could connect to a Secret Realm was extrely sophisticated. This ant its creator must have been an exceptionally skilled person, soone who could comprehend the Power of Laws within this Secret Realm in order to create it.
The Cultivation World was full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons; there were all kinds of masters. This was a real eye-opener for Wang ng.
This Array Technique was fused as one with the earth itself, but while Wang ng could see the result, he couldn’t perceive the profound mysteries within.
Night fell. Wang ng cultivated his Hinayana Five Elents Technique as usual. The Five Elents Powers of tal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth flowed along his Life Mark. What others saw as simple, singular Elental Power was, in Wang ng’s ditation, actually five circulating forces that both generated and overca one another, continuously narrating the profound mysteries of power between heaven and earth.
However, one thing was very clear: the Five Elents Fla held a special affinity for Wang ng. He had preliminarily grasped the true aning of the Five Elents Fla. The tal of the Five Elents was second, also willing to draw near him. But the other elents—Earth, Wood, and Water—continued to operate by the book. Wang ng could feel them, but he couldn’t use them.
Gradually, Wang ng seed to quiet down. His Elental Power slowly seeped into the winding grooves on the floor. The grooves began to emit a faint glow. The Array Technique had been triggered.
But outside the ruins, it remained perfectly silent, as if nothing had happened. The sky was still dim.
Wang ng’s senses were being amplified. He felt the Five Elents within his body being magnified, as if they had co alive. Gradually, he sensed an even greater power outside himself. This power’s fire could incinerate the heavens and extinguish the earth; its tal was incomparably hard and untouchable; its earth was thick and boundless; its water possessed an all-encompassing heart; and its wood was filled with a rich life force.
This was the Heaven and Earth Five Elents.
Suddenly, a fire that could burn through anything enveloped Wang ng. He instinctively wanted to resist, instantly mobilizing his own Elental Power to counter it, but he was overwheld in an instant. Without his Godhood, his ager strength trying to fight a force of nature was like a praying mantis trying to stop a chariot.
But when the all-consuming flas rged with his body, they were rely warm, as if they were cleansing Wang ng’s body, burning away the impurities of the mortal world.
The fire spread outward from Wang ng’s body. Anything that ca into contact with these red flas imdiately burst into combustion. The first to go was the great cauldron, which was instantly reduced to ash. It seed the more evil and filthy sothing was, the more fiercely the flas burned it. Before long, the entire grand hall was ablaze, with flas soaring into the sky.
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