UGB Chapter 1790 Anxin, the decisive battle in the True Dragon Sea!
Chapter 1790 Anxin, the decisive battle in the True Dragon Sea!
Outside the quiet room,
Murong Wanwan heard a familiar voice in her ear, her delicate body trembled slightly, and the worry in her beautiful eyes instantly dissipated.
She carefully considered the moderation and calmness in his words, confirming that it wasn't just a feigned composure...
My tense nerves finally relaxed.
For her...
The greatest blessing is that one's partner is safe and sound.
The worst thing is to fail in the breakthrough and suffer a terrifying backlash, which would cause one to perish on the spot.
After a few more brief exchanges via telepathy, Murong Wanwan was completely at ease, and her eyes regained their light.
She nodded slightly toward the quiet room before gracefully leaving the backyard, glancing back every few steps.
Inside the quiet room, Cheng Buzheng "watched" the beautiful figure gradually disappear into the distance before slowly withdrawing the golden light in his eyes and completely isolating himself from external stimuli.
He gently closed his eyes and began to truly enter a deep state of breathing regulation, nourishing his over-exhausted mind and spirit.
Time slipped away quietly during deep rest, and three days and three nights passed in the blink of an eye.
The next morning.
Cheng Buzheng, lying on the cloud bed, suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp and bright.
The lingering weariness between his brows had completely vanished.
His aura was full and harmonious, and he was back to his peak condition.
Without further hesitation, he flipped his wrist, and something appeared in his palm.
It was a jade slip made of a special material, cool to the touch, with ancient and obscure patterns flowing across its surface.
Its entire body is as black as ink, as if it can absorb all light.
This was the very one that had been "traded" with the ancestor of the Purgatory Clan, containing the method for forging a fragmented Law Treasure Body.
His divine sense, like a gentle stream, probed into the jade slip.
next moment,
The four large characters, imbued with endless mysteries and constructed from Daoist script, seemed to possess a life of their own, directly imprinting themselves deep within his divine sense.
[The Undying True Body of Heaven and Earth]!
This is the full name of this Dharma gate. Just from the name, one can feel a sense of grandeur and indestructibility.
Cheng Buzheng was not in a hurry to tackle the last few hundred unfamiliar Dao characters that had not yet been deciphered—a tough nut to crack.
Instead, they first use their existing knowledge of Taoist texts to connect the context and try to understand the core principles and cultivation requirements of this method.
As fragmented information is pieced together and understood...
The understanding in his eyes deepened, but with it came an ever-growing sense of shock.
It ultimately culminated in a low, incredulous gasp:
"This... the entry requirements for this method of forging a Law-based Body are far too demanding!"
He stared intently at the black jade slip in his hand, as if trying to see through it.
"The threshold actually requires simultaneous comprehension of the seven major laws: Yin, Yang, Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth!"
"Moreover, it is not enough to just have a superficial understanding; one must reach at least the middle stage of the first realm to comprehend each law!"
This means that one needs to thoroughly understand the essence of at least 180 law particles for each law!
It's about all seven principles advancing simultaneously, not just specializing in one!
Cheng Buzheng was so shocked by these appalling conditions that he was speechless for a long time.
He knew exactly what this meant.
Recalling the Nascent Soul cultivators of both the human and demon races, before their deaths in the Forbidden Sea, 99% of them, even after a lifetime, struggled to advance a single major cultivation law to the mid-stage of the first realm.
What's more, seven laws running in parallel?
Even for a Nascent Soul cultivator with a lifespan of nearly ten thousand years, such a demanding threshold would make the task almost impossible to complete.
To be frank:
It's likely that the vast majority of Nascent Soul cultivators will remain in this state until their lifespan ends and they pass away peacefully...
Even meeting the cultivation threshold for this [Undying Body of Heaven and Earth] will be a luxury!
For a while.
Cheng Buzheng was filled with excitement, both astonished and awestruck by the power of the 'Law-Based Body Forging Method'.
He felt powerless at the almost perverse prerequisites for his cultivation.
"Are all the methods for forging a magical body based on the laws of the world so ridiculously difficult?"
He couldn't help but feel a deep sense of doubt.
Little did he know, the "Undying True Body of Heaven and Earth" technique that the ancestor of the Purgatory Clan had offered in this trade...
Even in the vast spirit realm, it is among the most advanced methods.
If it weren't so severely damaged and had a fatal flaw, the ancestor of the Purgatory Clan would have cultivated it himself long ago. Why would he have so easily traded it?
of course,
This is also because, apart from his own clan's "Blood God True Body," that ancestor only had this one Law Treasure Body technique available for trade.
Otherwise, given His nature, He would never have produced a method of such high quality.
This information gap led Cheng Buzheng to form a wrong understanding of the method of forging the Law Treasure Body, believing that it was all so difficult.
Putting himself in others' shoes, he thought to himself that if it were him, he would never use a truly top-notch and complete method to make a deal.
a long time,
Cheng Buzheng suppressed the complex emotions churning within him and let out a soft sigh:
"Enough, daydreaming is useless."
The most urgent task is to thoroughly analyze the remaining Daoist text in this jade slip.
Only by thoroughly understanding the entire text can one accurately grasp its core essence and comprehend the principles behind this method.
After all, the great principles of literature, if slightly flawed, can lead to vastly different outcomes.
Sometimes, a single word can make all the difference in meaning, leaving no room for ambiguity.
The decision has been made.
Cheng Buzheng took out several more carefully prepared soul-type spiritual herbs and placed them within easy reach, so that he could recover his mind at any time during the analysis process.
Then, without further delay, he slowly closed his eyes.
Just as my eyelids drooped...
Deep within each of their pupils, a miniature, majestic, golden divine figure appeared.
They sat cross-legged, their hands forming mysterious mudras, exuding an aura of wise deduction.
The entire quiet room then fell into an extreme silence and concentration.
Only Cheng Buzheng exuded a faint Daoist aura.
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the other side.
Deep within the True Dragon Sea, a once vibrant sea area has now been completely transformed into an endless inferno.
A deafening roar, the screams of the dying, the desperate pleas for mercy...
The various sound waves mingled and intertwined, as if they were about to tear the entire sky apart.
The air was thick with an overwhelming stench of blood, which even turned the azure sea into an eerie dark red.
Looking around...
A massive army of countless demons of various shapes and races clashed violently in this vast and boundless sea, like two surging tides crashing together.
The battlefield affected an extremely wide area...
Everywhere the eye could see, there was the glint of swords and the clash of supernatural powers.
Every inch of seawater is witnessing the most primal and brutal life-or-death struggle.
Despite the complex mix of forces, which is dazzling,
However, it is still possible to roughly identify the two opposing camps.
On one side, the demon cultivators were almost uniformly clad in standard black heavy armor, their ranks were strict, and their movements were like an endless swarm of ants sweeping across the land, carrying a cold, all-destroying aura as they pressed forward step by step.
This is the Black Spirit Tiger Shark Clan and its subordinate clans, known for their ferocity.
On the other side, the momentum was equally magnificent.
Their formations are more flexible, and they often fight in small squads.
The core of almost every squad is a Xuan Turtle Clan cultivator who carries a heavy tortoise shell and is as steady as a rock.
Relying on their impenetrable defenses, they led the cultivators of other races within their ranks, advancing and retreating with measured steps.
Like the reefs on the coast that have remained unmoved despite thousands of years of erosion, they stubbornly resist the impact of the black waves.
"die!"
A corner of the battle formation...
A black-armored demon in the Golden Core realm flashed with bloodthirsty excitement as he slashed down with his demonic blade, the blade flashing with a chilling light.
The crab demon opposite them, already severely injured, was powerless to resist.
With a loud "bang," the hard carapace and the demon's body were cleanly split in two, and demon blood splattered everywhere.
The little demon's face had just revealed a triumphant grin as it bent down to collect its spoils...
"Roar--!"
Suddenly, a roar containing boundless rage and immense demonic power exploded from the sky, causing the sea to boil.
A middle-aged demon cultivator from the Black Spirit Tiger Shark clan, his face contorted, shouted sharply:
"Since you are determined to die, then I will grant your wish today."
"Real body, manifest!"
The voice has not fallen,
His robes shattered instantly, turning into countless dim fragments that shot out in all directions.
at the same time,
Its body swelled wildly as if inflated, its bones cracking and its muscles bulging.
In the blink of an eye, it transformed into the true form of a terrifying giant demon, a thousand feet tall with bulging muscles!
The overwhelming demonic energy spread out like a tangible tsunami, its oppressive power reaching the heavens.
It was as if an ancient demon god had descended upon the world, casting a suffocating shadow.
"Humph!
"You're just bluffing. Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
A calm and indifferent response came from the other side.
An old man from the Xuan Turtle Clan snorted coldly, and his body shone with a great spiritual light.
"Real form, reveal yourself!"
In an instant, a terrifying giant tortoise, also a thousand feet tall and bearing a massive shell as large as a mountain, appeared. Runes flowed across its thick shell, emanating an aura of indestructibility and power.
And confronted that demonic giant across the sea.
"I've long heard that your Xuan Turtle Clan's defense is unparalleled in the sea. Today, I'm going to shatter your turtle shell and utterly crush you here!"
"You? You're delusional!"
"court death!"
Without another word, the two colossal beings, each a thousand feet tall, collided in the most primal and violent way!
Fists and claws clashed, bodies collided, producing a series of loud "thumps!"
A series of deafening roars, like the collapse of an ancient sacred mountain.
Each clash unleashed a blinding light like the blazing sun, and energy ripples spread wildly, instantly evaporating and displacing the surrounding seawater, creating a brief vacuum zone.
Wherever they go on the battlefield, they leave behind a destructive storm.
Some lesser demons, blinded by rage or of low cultivation level, who were unable to escape in time, felt the sky suddenly darken and were then enveloped in boundless shadows.
Boom!
A colossal foot, like a pillar of heaven, stomped down, unleashing a massive surge of water that violently pushed the seawater outwards.
The dozen or so lesser demons below, unable to dodge in time, were instantly crushed to the bottom of the deep sea by this irresistible force before they could even utter a scream.
It instantly turned into a cloud of blood and foam mixed with broken armor and bone fragments, leaving no trace of its remains.
See this scene.
The lower-ranking demons from both sides could no longer care about fighting; terrified, they transformed into streaks of light of various colors and desperately fled towards the edge of the battlefield.
I only wish to stay away from the battleground of those two mobile natural disasters.
They were afraid that if they were even a moment too slow, they would become innocent bystanders caught in the crossfire and die without knowing why.
even so···
On the edge of the ever-moving death zone centered around the two colossal figures, some unfortunate souls were still swept by the aftershocks of their battle or directly enveloped by the shadow of the giant feet.
Within a few breaths, hundreds of demons perished.
The black-armored imp who had previously slain the crab demon but was a step too slow due to his greed for the spoils was also among them.
Ultimately, they could not escape the giant foot that fell from the sky, and were reduced to dust along with their spoils.
Similar tragedies continue to unfold in every corner of this vast sea.
Countless Taoist spells and magical artifacts flashed and collided wildly in the air, bursting out a dazzling yet deadly halo.
The piercing clang of metal clashing was incessant, and the visible energy shockwaves, like the scythe of death, ruthlessly reaped lives.
Vibrant blood flowers bloomed continuously in the seawater and air, making this sea area appear even more ferocious.
For a time,
The two sides fought fiercely, their battle lines intertwined.
however!
As time went on, the balance of power began to tilt slightly.
With the Xuan Turtle Clan at its core, and united with the remaining peak-level cultivators and many allied races that had migrated there, the alliance gradually gained the upper hand.
Relying on the Xuan Turtle Clan cultivators' despair-inducing and formidable defense, they advanced step by step, effectively wearing down their opponent's strength.
Conversely, the side led by the Black Tiger Shark clan, despite their fierce offensive, suffered increasing casualties due to the opponent's impenetrable defense and well-organized counterattacks.
And it began to show signs of decline.
However, it's clear to everyone that the time to determine the winner is far from over...
Because the strongest in both camps—
Those two terrifying beings, who are capable of truly determining the course of the battlefield, remain inactive and sit firmly in the rear.
Even the half-saint level experts haven't actually entered the fray yet; they're all observing coldly, accumulating their power.
And they await the moment of the final battle.
Just as this sea was completely engulfed by slaughter and roars, and the bloody tug-of-war seemed destined to continue indefinitely...
A sudden change occurred!
Behind the Black Spirit Tiger Shark Clan's camp, in the core area shrouded in dense demonic clouds, space was slightly distorted.
A massive chariot, cast entirely from an unknown metal, engraved with countless eerie dark red runes, and shimmering with light, appeared silently.
Without any warning.
Immediately, an invisible and intangible sound wave, yet containing supreme majesty and will, spread silently yet swiftly in all directions from the center of the chariot.
Like ripples created by a pebble thrown into a calm lake,
It's like the turbulent undercurrents of the deep sea.
This sound wave did not act on the eardrums, but resounded directly deep within the souls of all the powerful demons who received the information!
boom!
boom! boom! boom!
As if in response to this silent call, from different directions of the battlefield, from the hidden void, and from the whirlpools of the deep sea, a dozen terrifying auras suddenly erupted.
Like a sleeping beast suddenly awakening!
Each aura was incomparably powerful, stirring up the winds and clouds.
Its overwhelming power instantly drowned out all the sounds of fighting within a hundred miles.
It also suffocated countless lesser demons who were fighting for their lives.
Their movements involuntarily froze.
...(End of this chapter)