Chapter 312 - 173 Assist Me in Cultivation (1/3)

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Chapter 312: Chapter 173 Assist Me in Cultivation (1/3)From being caught in the trap on Bo Zongshan and blasted away by the stockpiled military explosives An Jing had prepared, to finally shaking off Sun Flame Thunder Fire and returning to the battlefield, it took a total of five finger snaps. That was considered incredibly fast, especially since the quality of the Sun Flame Thunder Fire, which came from an unknown source, was truly amazing. Bo Zongshan swore it was definitely Divine Skill level thunder fire; not even the official goods from Yu Yao Country could compare to it. He was able to strip it away and cut it off with his Dao Yi, not contaminating himself—a testament to his exquisite skill. Who would have known, in just such a brief window of time, Fu Zheng’an would be slain? Not even able to use his Divine Skill Token?! Bo Zongshan could never have dreamed that Jing Xuan, who, according to sect intelligence, had a strength that was only at the peak of Inner Breath like Tide, and at most, Inner Strength, could, after being blessed with the power of Mingguang Dust, actually manage to slay a Grandmaster! Is Mingguang Dust that strong, or is Jing Xuan too extraordinary to be considered normal? "Something’s not right..." Perhaps both were true. Standing at a distance and facing off against Jing Xuan, Bo Zongshan keenly sensed that something was amiss. His mission was never just about the simple capture or killing of Jing Xuan; it was about obtaining intel related to Mingguang Dust and Jing Xuan, to see if the other party truly had any connections with Princess Mingjing. Now, considering this place held the Great Void Ritual Altar, and Jing Xuan’s power was indeed abnormal, he could go back to report without the need to risk his life in battle and meet his end here. [Capture him!] But on the other side, the figure clad in Xuanyi emitted an ecstatic howl: [Jing Xuan’s Fate Pattern is extraordinary... we must capture him!] The mask of the Ghost Shadow was shattered, revealing the two crimson eyes behind it, its expression fierce and filled with greedy longing and twisted excitement. —Who exactly is this ghost aligned with? Bo Zongshan furrowed his brows... After realizing the true form of the opponent was a Netherworld Ghost God, he suspected it might be a fierce deity trained by the Taiming Sect, but now it seemed, it didn’t quite fit the profile of those full of bureaucratic air. That’s right, the Taiming Sect controlled Ghost Gods; they didn’t become incarnations of them... With that in mind, what was the true origin of this ghostly being? There was no time for careful consideration, as the Xuanyi Ghost Shadow, disregarding the scorching Sun Flame Thunder Fire on its body, suddenly lunged forward, pouncing towards Jing Xuan! On another front. An Jing was feeling an all-around sense of relief at this moment. Although his body’s meridians and flesh and blood stung fiercely with pain, and upon inner inspection, his bones were filled with cracks, and his right arm had nearly been severed by Fu Zheng’an, he felt extremely refreshed. The power of Mirror Self bestowed by Mingguang Dust was ultimately someone else’s strength. If it were an ordinary martial artist, it wouldn’t matter; they were not capable of fully controlling their own power anyway, so using new strength was just as manageable, so efficiency was not a concern. But for someone like An Jing, who habitually mastered his entire power, even a split-second delay in the power of Mirror Self made him feel uncomfortable all over. An Jing borrowed the power of Mirror Self from Mingguang Dust to Embrace the Pill. This technique didn’t actually increase his power much, but it refined the essence of An Jing’s life, also enhancing his control over his own strength, enabling him to elevate the foundation of his ability with this temporary power. What was more important, though, was discovering—to his surprise—after using strength beyond his limit, causing damage to his meridians, flesh and blood, and skeletal structure, that the eighth Divine Prohibition of the Taibai Luminous Godly Ban, ’Flesh and Blood Law Ban,’ also began showing signs of a breakthrough. Flesh and Blood, the foundation of strength, the source of vital energy. It is not just muscle but also includes storage areas. It is the defense behind the skin membrane, the diaphragm enveloping the organs, the support for bones to hold up the body, and even more importantly, it is the intermediary that connects ’bone,’ ’organs,’ ’skin,’ and ’meridians’ together—its significance could not be overstated. An Jing originally was slowly refining it with Taibai Evil Qi, making it increasingly solid and resilient, a process that required meticulous effort over time, But now, as An Jing was injured and controlling Divine Prohibition to heal himself, he discovered that during ’regeneration,’ the spread of the Divine Prohibition accelerated considerably. Carefully considering it, it did indeed make sense. The Taibai Luminous Godly Ban was all about continuously branding the Divine Prohibition deeper into the veins, gradually spreading throughout the whole body. In this process, the greatest challenge was branding the Divine Prohibition onto an existing, ’established’ structure without causing self-harm. But what if one were to rethink it? If the practice of the Taibai Luminous Godly Ban was akin to forging a Sword Embryo, requiring constant external force to temper it—break and rebuild it—meaning to continuously harm oneself and then leave a more powerful Divine Prohibition in a newly regenerated, more resilient body? "Heh... I’m certainly not about deliberately injuring myself, embracing masochistic cultivation..." An Jing manipulated the Taibai Fiend Qi, magnetically ’attracting’ his bones back into place bit by bit, then filled the cracked bones with the Divine Prohibition, mending them completely. He felt a numb and tingling sensation within his body, then raised his head to look at the Ghost Shadow and the swordsman in front of him. ——But my Fate Pattern is destined to endure countless battles, I don’t need to fight myself; there are plenty of people who can aid my cultivation! "Both of you." So with a smile, An Jing provocatively beckoned the Ghost Shadow with a curl of his finger, "Two against one, what are you waiting for?" Unexpectedly, An Jing’s taunt was casual, meant only to bluster, but the Ghost Shadow actually went mad, transforming into a gust of grey-black wind and charging toward him! ——What the hell! An Jing was somewhat startled. Are you brainless? To actually fall for such a taunt? Oh, it’s not a person; it really is a ghost... But it didn’t matter to An Jing; he wasn’t afraid of their attacks, he was afraid they wouldn’t attack! And as for Bo Zongshan, who was still hesitating whether to continue or not, seeing the Ghost Shadow engage, he gritted his teeth and followed suit, unsheathing his sword to slash! Once he drew his sword, Bo Zongshan would cast aside all weakness and hesitation, transforming into a merciless tsunami. This imposing Great Han bellowed, and dozens of sword lights surged like waves and exploded down! But halfway through his strike, he already regretted it, sincerely regretted it. Because at the next instant, when the Ghost Shadow and Bo Zongshan began their charge, An Jing took out a stone-framed, jade-based mirror from his chest. Inside the mirror, a great sun rotated, its dazzling light searing to the eyes, even causing Bo Zongshan to be dazzled, as if he saw a divine figure holding the mirror, ordained with the times, roaming the heavens and the earth! It was the real trump card given to An Jing by the Mingguang Dust, a token with a Divine Skill of a Divine Repository True Person! Zeng! Outside Kanming City, those who had already evacuated from the city at the fastest speed subconsciously looked back. Just now, they had heard wailing howls from within the city and saw explosive blasts that moved the earth to the sky, with billows of fire and black clouds rising to the heavens. And now, a blazing and intense sun suddenly appeared above the land, filled with majestic light, rolling with the intensity of the midday sun, sweeping across all things like the tides of the Heavenly Sea. However, in contrast, around the suddenly risen sun, a deep Dao Yi filled with vast and unstoppable force surged up, cleaving through the waves of light to seize back a sliver of life under this mighty sun’s illumination! Out of desperation, Bo Zongshan was forced to reveal his Protective Body Divine Skill Token, exchanging it with An Jing’s token! "Ha, unexpectedly easy." Did An Jing really have the strength to provoke two Grandmasters? He simply intended to bluff, to scare one away if he could, and if not, to directly use the Divine Skill Token, to take one away if possible. At the very least, he needed to force out the other’s Divine Skill ace, so as not to be taken down easily by a Grandmaster who would be too embarrassed to use a Divine Skill Token against a minor Inner Strength martial master and then find an opportunity to escape to the Tianyuan Realm, recover, and come back for a sneak attack. But who could have known the Xuanyi Ghost Shadow would actually charge straight at him, seemingly just melted into the Six Yang Mysterious Light a moment ago, and Bo Zongshan was also forced to reveal his Divine Skill Token, truly a double stroke of good fortune! As the power of the Divine Skill dissipated, An Jing and the solemn-faced Bo Zongshan faced each other. From his expression, it seemed the Grandmaster had resolved to leave, unwilling to engage in this tense and thrilling game of guessing the other’s trump cards with An Jing, but he dared not show his back to An Jing, thus he could only stand in place, confronting An Jing. Since he had no graceful exit, An Jing would provide one for him. To Bo Zongshan’s astonished expression, An Jing turned and ran!

Chapter 312 - 173 Assist Me in Cultivation (1/3)

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