Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 1049 - 1045: Sixth Grade

A wondrous scene vaguely appeared before his eyes.

Above the Void, towering peaks stood majestically.

Clouds and mist curled around the mountains.

Above the mountains, several Phoenixes danced gracefully among the flocking birds, emitting melodious sounds.

A few Spiritual Cranes swooped through the air, occasionally letting out a clear cry.

Suddenly, a great sun rose.

Ten thousand streams of Golden Light pierced the clouds and mist, illuminating the world, dyeing everything in gold.

With a buzzing sound, the Void shattered, scattering pieces of imagery in all directions.

The Golden Light at his brow center suddenly brightened, then all the petals closed, condensing into a point of golden glow, slowly sinking deep into his brow.

The light at his brow center disappeared, returning to normal.

He slowly opened his eyes; a flash of gold flickered several times in his eyes before slowly retreating into the depths of his pupils.

He smiled, marveling at the wonders of creation, amazed by such a peculiar object.

The Golden Ghost Flower is not the Ghost Bone Flower; it doesn’t condense from the body but from the Void.

A point of pure Yang from the Void.

This point of pure Yang condensed into his soul, causing a transformation.

He found that the connection between himself and his Clones became tighter, forming a unified whole.

The souls of the Clones also changed accordingly.

A subtle mystery spread in each mind, indescribable, profoundly profound.

He looked down at his left palm.

At the Lao Gong Acupoint on his left palm, a white cocoon wrapped around the hand of the Supreme Heavenly Demon.

Previously, it always felt dangerous.

But now, looking at the wrapped hand, the sense of danger was gone.

Could it be that the point of pure Yang absorbed by the soul no longer fears Body Seizing?

If so, it might be worth trying to release the wrap and confront the Supreme Heavenly Demon’s Body Seizing directly.

...

Chu Liezhao abruptly put down the scroll in the Scripture Hall of the Great Bright Peak.

His bright yellow robe slowly ballooned like a sphere, and his feet gradually left the ground.

The four elders in the hall suddenly opened their eyes, flashing beside Chu Liezhao.

They swiftly waved their palms, forming a wall of air to separate Chu Liezhao from the bookshelves.

"Is it another breakthrough?"

They exchanged glances, revealing disbelief.

Chu Liezhao’s aura grew increasingly vast and grand, and their Palm Force was powerless against it.

The four elders gritted their teeth, their eyes bursting with cold light, their robes billowed, revealing their true skills.

Their four Palm Forces intermingled, forming a thicker, firmer, and purer wall of air.

In front of the immense Mighty Power surging from Chu Liezhao’s body, it kept expanding outward.

One elder’s face turned red, squeezing out a sentence through clenched teeth: "Get help!"

Another elder withdrew his left palm, reached into his robe, and crushed a Jade Pendant.

Then he quickly thrust out his left palm again, infusing all his Palm Force into the air wall to resist the immense force.

Moments later, a muffled sound came from outside; it was the door opening, and six elders floated into the hall.

"Help hold off the Ninth Prince’s power!"

"This is...?"

"The Ninth Prince is breaking through, right?"

"What Realm has the Ninth Prince reached already, breaking through so soon?"

"Less talking, more helping!"

"Yes, yes, help, help."

With the assistance of six more elders, the air wall stabilized, no longer expanding.

By this time, several rows of bookshelves had been displaced over a meter away.

"Brother Lu, how many Transitions has the Ninth Prince undergone?"

"Judging by this, it’s probably the Seventh Transition, right?"

"It should be the Eighth Transition; I’ve seen the Seventh Transition, not this strong."

"Tsk tsk, Eighth Transition, that’s incredible!"

"The Ninth Prince is indeed a genius."

"No genius should break through this fast, though?"

"Our Jade Emperor has never heard of such, but on the Phoenix side, that Twelfth Princess is also such a genius."

"Birds of a feather flock together, indeed."

They envied and marveled, continuously praising, yet couldn’t help but feel jealousy.

This Realm is something unattainable through millennia of cultivation, yet Chu Liezhao reached it so easily.

All they could do was lament the unfairness of heaven; everyone has their own fate, and it cannot be forced.

...

Leng Tieya suddenly sensed something unusual; his aura rapidly swelled, and an overwhelming force spontaneously emerged, rampaging within his body.

He flickered and disappeared from the mountain peak, appearing in a dense forest.

Then he sliced open a Light Gate, stepping into it in one stride, appearing the next moment at the Great Heavenly Demon Palace.

In his courtyard inside the palace, he removed his mask.

He slowly began practicing the Nine Solutions of Heavenly Demon; vast powers drilled in from the Void, merging with his body through the Nine Solutions, initiating a qualitative transformation.

The Demon Yuan transformed step by step, becoming increasingly pure, while his spiritual power also surged.

It was like a reservoir continually expanding.

At a certain moment, a crisp popping sound echoed in his mind.

The Void stilled, the world paused.

In the next moment, a richer and more intense external world surged forward, engulfing him.

He smiled.

Finally advancing another Grade, life leapt forward once more.

Already Sixth Grade!

In the next moment, he donned his mask, sliced open another Light Gate, and appeared back in the original forest.

Then he flew out of the forest, appearing on the mountain peak.

At this moment, moonlight was like water, and the battle in the valley was fierce.

Leng Tieya sensed the changes in his body, a smile gradually appearing at the corner of his mouth.

The taste of this advancement was too beautiful, akin to an innate desire and craving from within his bones.

"Mr. Sun!"

Hu Yuni’s delicate shout rang out.

Leng Tieya drew the Flying Scale Sword, looking at the two elders rushing into the distance.

One headed east, the other west.

Hu Yuni was pursuing the elder to the east.

Leng Tieya flashed and, in two breaths, was already behind the elder to the west.

The Flying Scale Sword lightly grazed his neck.

"Ding..."

A golden light rose from the elder’s neck, deflecting the Flying Scale Sword.

Leng Tieya flickered, avoiding the golden Hand Seal the elder struck out, the Flying Scale Sword slicing across his neck again.

"Ding..."

A Golden Ring flashed around the elder’s neck, blocking the Flying Scale Sword with one shimmer.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

The Golden Ring continually appeared, flashing and disappearing, over and over.

The Flying Scale Sword was relentless, and the Golden Ring almost fully revealed itself.

Throughout, the elder kept running, with Leng Tieya following like a shadow.

He sensed the Golden Ring’s power through the Flying Scale Sword.

His being and the Flying Scale Sword melded into one, allowing him to sense the subtle changes in the Golden Ring’s power.

The Golden Ring seemed ephemeral at first glance, yet it was actually solid, tough and unbreakable.

It altered its size and position at will, driven by the Demon Essence.

The Flying Scale Sword could not cut through anywhere on his neck.

Some moved off the neck, some shifted up to the eyes, and down to the heart, all blocked by the Golden Ring.

It could become large or small, move up and down, left and right, truly a rare Treasure.

Though the Flying Scale Sword was sharp, it couldn’t pierce this Treasure.

Leng Tieya suddenly struck with a fist, a punch impacting, the Fist Shadow solidifying.

Simultaneously, a streak of light grazed the elder’s neck.

His foot kicked out, forming a footprint aimed directly at the elder’s left thigh.

"Ding..."

The Flying Scale Sword was blocked by the Golden Ring again.

Meanwhile, the Fist Shadow was also blocked by the Golden Rainbow, though only the kick hit the elder.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound, the elder’s body paused.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

"Bang bang bang bang..."

Blood oozed from the elder’s mouth.

Leng Tieya’s Cultivation had further improved, surpassing the elder, his fists and feet causing injury.

Meanwhile, Hu Yuni’s bright eyes suddenly shot cold beams, activating a secret technique once again.

Her opponent, caught off guard, was beheaded with one sword.

On Leng Tieya’s side, the Golden Ring dimmed by a third, greatly drained.

He suddenly wiped the Sword, his expression solemn, slicing the elder’s neck once more.

The Golden Rainbow was about to light up but suddenly dimmed, and then the head fell, blood spraying like a pillar.

Leng Tieya shook his head secretly, somewhat dissatisfied.

This elder was really tricky; if not in this place, direly dispatching Heavenly Illusion Pavilion, it would’ve been dealt with in a few moves.

But with Hu Yuni in the distance, he could only resort to physical force, expending so much effort.

This was with Cultivation advancing a tier.

Otherwise, it would have been even more troublesome.