Imperial Cultivation

Chapter 759 - 755: The Limit

His gloomy expression gradually smoothed out, as if lost in thought.

If the Demon Clan truly continued to attempt to assassinate him, determined to eliminate him, what would happen?

Would it mean he wouldn’t have to actively seek out the Demon Clan as he does now?

The Demon Clan is beneficial to his cultivation.

A strong soul also means strong spiritual power, not to mention that the range of Super Sensing Illumination becomes broader.

Most importantly, cultivation lasts longer, visualization is maintained longer, martial skill practice extends longer, and execution endures longer.

Even at the Venerable Realm, the increase in spiritual power becomes even more crucial.

In short, the benefits of a powerful soul are endless and many are indescribable.

If demon clan experts could continuously come forth to die, it would aid in his cultivation.

But he quickly became clear-headed again.

The Grotto Heaven is different from other places; it limits cultivation, so his ease and recklessness wouldn’t work elsewhere.

Once outside, those attempting to assassinate him wouldn’t just be of the Transformation Realm but would certainly include Heavenly Demons of the Divinity Transformation Realm.

Could he handle that?

He immediately understood, he could not handle it.

He turned and floated forward, while his Super Sense illuminated the handsome young man.

The handsome young man seemed startled by him, turned to leave, took a few steps, and then stopped.

He returned behind the boulder again.

At this moment, his face was like iron, his eyes emitting golden light.

His teeth were clenched tightly, producing a creaking sound.

He closed his eyes, trying hard to regulate his breathing, and blood oozed from the corner of his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, they once more emitted golden light.

Using the Demon God Heavenly Eye Skill, he could see clearly from such a distance.

However, using this skill consumes a lot of divine power and puts a great burden on the eyes, so it cannot be used for long.

When he previously saw Chu Zhiyuan, it felt as if their gazes collided, making him mistakenly think that Chu Zhiyuan saw him.

As he took a few steps, he quickly reacted.

At a distance of at least two thousand meters, even with Chu Zhiyuan’s strong cultivation, without a miracle technique like the Demon God Heavenly Eye Skill, it would be impossible to see him.

Thus, he calmed down, attributing it to his own illusion, caused by being overly tense.

This guy in front of him, he must figure out who it is and what miracle technique they are using.

He must find a way to eliminate him.

Otherwise, he would be a great threat from the Demon Clan.

He suddenly furrowed his long eyebrows, his face turned gloomy, and his golden eyes scanned around.

Chu Zhiyuan had already disappeared from his view.

As if he had never appeared at all.

In the distance, there was a dense forest, vast and obscuring sight.

Evidently, they and their group had already slipped into the woods.

To find them, definitely avoid entering the woods; this guy is too terrifying. Who knows if there’s an ambush inside the forest?

Thus, he needed to take a detour.

Thinking of this, he leaped into the sky, ascending directly a hundred meters high before stopping, then began to descend.

With this increase in height, his view suddenly widened, allowing him to see the extent of the forest over there.

He gently landed on the boulder, closed his eyes, and recalled what he had seen before, determining a path.

When he opened his eyes again, the golden light in his eyes had disappeared.

He ghostly glided down, starting to detour from the right.

Chu Zhiyuan sat inside the woods, resembling an old monk in meditation, introspecting himself.

The sun was high in the sky, casting tiny shards of light on him.

He illuminated the sun into his mind.

The Haoyang Demon-suppressing Mirror was rapidly purifying these souls, refining these souls.

The soul was a seven-colored light, within the Haoyang Demon-suppressing Mirror, in an immense infinite space, it was being stripped layer by layer of its colors.

Red light, orange light, yellow light, green light, blue light, indigo light, violet light.

Each layer of light was peeled off to the side, then mixed together again, reconstituting into multicolored hues.

After this soul was stripped once, only a small wisp of white light remained.

The purest and most spotless white light, the soul’s core, the most original power of life.

It divided into two; one part dispersed, merging into this vast infinite space.

The other part drifted out of this space, into the outer void of the mind, drifting towards the distant soul, integrating into his soul.

Like a heavenly drizzle descending, incessantly pouring into his mind.

He couldn’t help but feel invigorated.

The world suddenly became bright and clear, and seemed more intimate with heaven and earth, with a bit of separation dissolving away.

In that grand and majestic space, the bunch of multicolored light was the memory within the soul, containing emotions, martial skills, and heritage.

He paid these no heed, letting the bunches of multicolored light float around.

Now he already knew the strengths and weaknesses of these bunches of multicolored light.

This bunch of multicolored light had both memory and emotion, and also the deepest consciousness.

Those heritages certainly intrigued him, but while acquiring those heritages, he would also absorb others’ remnants.

These heritages were useful to him, but others were instead harmful.

The concepts and thinking of the Demon Clan and humans are different, as are their ways of perceiving the world.

Seeing less would let one eliminate their influence, but seeing more would cause unnoticed changes.

This change could distort one’s own concepts and perception of the world.

Furthermore, it also contains negative powers that once encountered cannot be eliminated.

The mystical Haoyang Demon-suppressing Mirror could eliminate the influence of these negative powers but could not eliminate the distortion of concepts and perception.

Thus, unless absolutely necessary, he now avoided touching these memories.

The Haoyang Demon-suppressing Mirror still needed further evolution so it could purify this bunch of multicolored light a second time.

After purifying again, the negative powers would be eliminated.

Going further, on the third refinement, emotions, concepts, and skills could also be peeled away.

At that time, he could freely examine these memories, absorbing that experience and martial skills.

For now, it’s not possible.

This requires the nourishment and enhancement of demon souls to activate the Haoyang Demon-suppressing Mirror.

Sixteen souls were almost simultaneously purified, and the sixteen clusters of white light sequentially entered his soul, causing his soul to grow once more.

He made a discovery.

The souls of the Ghost Demon and Red Demon were not as weak as he had imagined.

The Ghost Demon and Red Demon merely had dimly colored seven-colored light.

The purest white light that was separated out, however, was identical.

Thus, the enhancement to his soul was also identical.

After sixteen rounds of enhancement, he felt that his soul had expanded by another fold.

He faintly felt overly filled.

At this stage, it was no longer suitable to continue enhancing the power of the soul.

Unexpectedly, there was a limit.

He closed his eyes to ponder, searching for a way to continue boosting after reaching the soul’s limit.

Finally, he shook his head, as he had no memories or knowledge in this area.

The cultivation methods of the Demon Clan do enhance the soul and spiritual power.

But it was impossible for him to use the power of the Demon Abyss.

What exactly is the power of the Demon Abyss?

If he could figure this out, wouldn’t he be able to understand the core and essence of the demon cultivation?

While thinking, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the Moon Silkworm Frost Robe made him glide like a ghost, drifting lightly atop the treetops.

He tried to maintain a close enough distance to the treetops to hide his figure, but without alarming the treetops, not making a sound.

He increasingly felt the wonder of the Moon Silkworm Frost Robe, full of spirituality.

The handsome young man circled to the northernmost part of the woods and continued to glide, when a golden light descended from the sky.

He immediately sensed danger, and his body accelerationed, laterally moving several feet to escape the golden light.

But the golden light also turned, closely pursuing, followed by another golden light, which blocked his left side instantly.

Left and right, they restricted his evasive space.

He gritted his teeth, his handsome face suddenly ferocious, and accelerated his body.

Unexpectedly, two more golden lights came head-on.

He clenched his teeth, preparing to use the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique.

Internally, he resented that his cultivation was not high enough, and he hadn’t become a Venerable, having learned the Demon God Heavenly Eye Skill only to be sent in as an Observer.

If he were in the Divinity Transformation Realm, he could unseal directly and be expelled from the Grotto Heaven, avoiding his current predicament!

He inwardly roared unwillingly, preparing to use the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Technique.

Better to die and return to the Demon Abyss than to die at Chu Zhiyuan’s hands, with his body immobilized in human hands.

But the golden light suddenly accelerated, with four golden lights simultaneously striking his body.

His breath caught, and his body moved by inertia several more feet, rolling away before stopping and hitting a stone.

"Bang!" The stone shattered from the impact.

Yet he was completely unharmed.

Chu Zhiyuan stood on a nearby branch, his figure swayed with the treetops’ movement.

He raised an eyebrow, realizing the Heavenly Demon’s skin was much tougher than humans’.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

White lights appeared, as he unleashed more than a dozen strikes of the Great Brightness Fist in an instant.

More than a dozen strikes of the Great Brightness Fist hit him solidly, dimming his gaze until extinguished.

After striking, Chu Zhiyuan quietly watched him die until the seven-colored light emerged, burrowing into his forehead and entering the Haoyang Demon-suppressing Mirror.

The Haoyang Demon-suppressing Mirror immediately activated, began refining, and delivered a cluster of white light into his soul.

The sensation of being filled surged once more, with a faint dizziness, as if about to vomit.

Chu Zhiyuan frowned.

This is not good.

Any more soul absorption, and he might faint on the spot.

Anything overdone is harmful; could the same apply to absorbing demon souls?

Once he returned, the urgent matter would be to devise a solution.

He glanced at the handsome young man and decided to experiment, suddenly forming seals with his hands.

The handsome young man’s body emitted strands of golden light, twining together to form a golden net, then floating upwards.

Eventually, the golden net floated toward him, landing on his palms, forming two clusters of golden light.

Chu Zhiyuan brought his palms together, merging the two clusters of golden light, slowly pulling them apart to form a golden sword.

The golden sword appeared substantial.

Like it was cast from purple gold.

This was the Great Demon Suppressing Sword.

The sword and the seal were originally one.

Forming the seal is the most basic step, followed by transformations into the Great Demon Suppressing Sword.

The Great Demon Suppressing Sword differed from ordinary swords.

It harmed not the body, but the breath, the soul.

Especially against the demon clan, it had special damage bonuses.

Unfortunately, there might not be a chance to use it shortly.

"Boom!"

The handsome young man’s corpse exploded instantly, turning into a mass of red mist.

Chu Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow.

Without the suppression of the Great Demon Suppression Seal, the demon clan’s corpses indeed disintegrated.

After the soul leaves the body, the corpse disintegrates, a trait of the demon clan.

Yet, the Great Demon Suppression Seal could curb this trait.

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Divine Martial Bureau

Chu Honglin frowned at the Light Gate, with Chu Hongfeng standing beside him: "Another problem?"

Xie Zhuang and their eight had pale faces, standing stiffly upright.

They had already taken Spirit Pills and were slowly recovering, but dared not go back to heal until they saw Chu Zhiyuan return to be at ease.