Chapter Twenty Descent
It was almost a thrilling scene. The black shadow looked ahead and suddenly a figure emerged from Xiao Yi's body.
What a figure, wearing a cyan beast cloak, with a dragon-like posture, his eyes flashing like blue lightning, and his black hair dancing wildly. He stood there, like a furnace shaking, his powerful blood and energy shocking the entire cave.
A look of shock and horror appeared in Hei Ying's eyes as he stared at Xiao Yi, his eyes filled with an unbelievable expression: "External Avatar!"
Xiao Yi didn't speak, he silently gazed at the figure in front of him, that familiar back, his breath, etched with the marks of time, like a great mountain standing before him.
Great Perfection of Future Bodies!
The barbaric elephant spirit stirred the stone mirror, and suddenly from the other end of time and space, it summoned the Great Perfection Future Body. Xiao Yi's face turned pale as paper, and in the moment the Great Perfection Future Body appeared, his battle energy rapidly dissipated. The vital energy that had been overflowing due to the Hundred Herb Refining Body Elixir began to wither away at a visible rate, even his cultivation showed signs of regression.
Despite this, seeing his future self so realistically still made Xiao Yi's heart waver. This was a kind of unspoken majesty, the Great Perfection Future Body standing in front of him, without any strange signs or sounds, but constantly emitting an invincible aura from its body. This aura had almost merged into every inch of his skin and flesh, every move he made was in harmony with it, his spirit and battle energy were as one, belonging to the realm of the Great Perfection of Blood Refining.
This is no trivial matter, and even in the future, a majestic aura of ancient vicissitudes emanates from his body, as if a true green-scaled elephant has been revived here, transformed into human form. The boundless energy and blood are simply endless, forcing the dark shadows to retreat continuously, with their breath being severely suppressed, and their spirit and willpower suffering immense pressure.
"Impossible! With a cultivation base at the same level as mine, how can you have such powerful blood energy!"
Hei Ying's anger surged, he grasped with an empty hand, and the sharp golden energy between heaven and earth suddenly gathered. The immortal energy around him surged, and an invisible aura was emitted. He seemed to have transformed into a sharp long spear, with splashing edges, cutting through the air, revealing rows of pale ripples.
A nearly two-zhang-long golden long spear suddenly appeared out of thin air, the surrounding air distorted, and a faintly transmitted loud roar. The black shadow grasped the long spear and threw it forward towards the incoming figure.
Hiss!
This shot was so fast that it tore the air apart, and a pale white wave spread out. The sharp golden energy cut through everything, merging with the black shadow's spirit. This earth-shaking blow was something Xiao Yi couldn't withstand, not even able to retreat as there was no way back. This shot had already surpassed his understanding, reaching an unimaginable realm, not that of a minor Blood Circle, but rather one belonging to the Great Perfection.
The body moved in the future!
Facing this gun, he didn't have any fancy moves, just a single punch was thrown out. This punch was like thunder and lightning, the dark blue energy surged like a vast ocean, actually producing a loud whooshing sound. His body moved slightly, causing the earth to shake violently, as if a sleeping elephant had awakened, stood up, and began to gallop.
Ouch!
The golden long spear collided with the fist of the future body, and it actually emitted a loud sound like a huge bronze bell, splashing out fist-sized sparks, each one hotter than the ground fire under the bronze cauldron. Then, the entire golden long spear burst open, shattered by a single punch.
His figure flashed incessantly, his fists shining with a dark blue light, his momentum like a bursting bamboo. His black hair danced wildly as he appeared robust and powerful, suddenly vanishing from where he was standing, only to reappear in front of the dark shadow. The silhouette that had been left behind slowly dissipated.
The dark shadow was shocked and his soul flew away, this had exceeded his imagination, he had never known that the human tribe's Blood Refining Great Circle would have such power, it was simply not normal, this incarnation was too strong, exceeding the limit, reaching an unimaginable realm.
He didn't hesitate, his spirit and will almost overloaded with concentration, stirring the air between heaven and earth, the sharp golden energy condensed at an incredible speed. This was a top-notch immortal technique, but he had only grasped a part of its essence so far and couldn't use it freely yet. However, under the pressure of his future self, he no longer cared about that.
"Four-sided Canopy Golden Yuan transforms into Immortal's Secret, Four-sided Shield, Condense!"
A three-zhang-sized, dark golden light shield appeared in front of him. The light shield was as solid as a substance and had four corners, corresponding to the four extremes and eight directions, just like a real golden shield. It even emitted a metallic luster. The sharp golden energy seemed to have undergone some kind of mysterious transformation. As the black shadow cast this top-grade immortal technique, it also suffered a backlash, spitting out a mouthful of inverted blood into the air.
Boom!
The fist of the future body was invincible, like a meteor piercing through the air, the air roared, producing a fierce explosion. This force was simply shocking and earth-shaking. That fist seemed to be like an elephant's trunk, sweeping down from the sky, flattening all mountains and cutting off all rivers. The dark golden light shield didn't even last for half a breath before being shattered by one punch.
"Geng Metal Immortal Spear!"
He didn't have time to react, the dark shadow suddenly let out a loud roar, his voice was hoarse to the extreme. A long, dark golden gun was spat out of his mouth. Xiao Yi's eyes narrowed, he knew that this was a divine weapon belonging to the Xian tribe, which had 108 heavenly veins connected to the human body. After condensing the energy of the universe and cultivating it in the body, it would give birth to a different kind of heavenly soldier. The Xian tribe refined various divine weapons with their heart and soul, imprinting them with their spirit and tempering them with Xian energy. However, only one divine weapon could be stored in the Dan Tian Purple Mansion, which was usually the highest quality and most powerful. Unless they were forced to a desperate situation, they wouldn't use it, because the divine weapon was nurtured from the Xian tribe's own blood essence, even leaving behind spiritual imprints. With just a thought, it could be controlled like an arm or finger. Similarly, once it was destroyed, not only would the heart and soul be damaged, but the spirit would also suffer severe damage.
Boom!
His fist struck the Golden Gun with a loud crash, producing a shower of sparks. The dark figure was so frightened that his soul almost left his body. This solid flesh was even more unyielding than the Bone Forging Realm of the human tribe. His Golden Gun could easily pierce through ordinary human Blood Soldiers, but it couldn't penetrate this incarnate fist, leaving only a shallow white mark.
Pfft!
The dark shadow flew out, the Qingyu box in his hand was thrown away, he spat out several mouthfuls of blood, under this punch from the future body, the dark golden long gun wailed, the light on it dimmed to the extreme, even cracked a fine crack, although not shattered by one punch, but also reached the edge of collapse. This made him instantly severely injured, his spirit and will were all weakened.
With a bite of his tongue, the dark shadow wildly ignited the Xian Qi within his Dan Tian Zifu, even taking a portion of his spiritual will to burn in exchange for peak power. Not for a battle, but to escape with his life. His future self was too strong, so strong that it made the dark shadow feel utterly powerless. For the first time, he felt insignificant in front of someone from the same realm.
Rumble!
A burst of aura exploded from the black figure, but his eyes grew even dimmer. His originally withered hands seemed to shrink further, and Xiao Yi's gaze suddenly froze. However, in the next moment, the black figure rapidly retreated without any hesitation, reaching an extreme speed as he employed a mysterious footwork technique. With one step back, he was already dozens of feet away, and within a breath, he had descended down the mountain, disappearing into the distance in the blink of an eye.
All of this, from the emergence of his future self to the confrontation with the dark shadow, was over in a flash. The two had exchanged blows too quickly, and even Xiao Yi hadn't been able to see everything clearly before it was all over. Despite that, Xiao Yi still felt an unprecedented exhaustion. He looked at the familiar figure in front of him, but didn't pursue, instead standing silently on the spot as his body dissolved into light and slowly dispersed.
Until this moment, Xiao Yi finally let out a breath of relief, because his vital energy was no longer dwindling and his battle energy was no longer being swallowed. Since the future self appeared, the Stone Mirror had begun to move, as if it wanted to drain him dry. In just two or three breaths after the future self appeared, his cultivation had regressed from being on the verge of breaking through the 13th Heavenly Vein to that of the 11th Heavenly Vein, with the 12th Heavenly Vein being re-sealed. If the future self didn't disperse, his entire cultivation would inevitably be completely drained by the Stone Mirror.
Looking at the future, his figure was vague and silent, until the last moment of disappearance, he did not turn around.
Is this the future self? Summoned from the other end of space-time, called by the stone mirror, swallowing one's own blood and cultivation to fight.
The spiritual will wandered around the stone mirror, the ancient and simple stone mirror floated, without seeing any strange signs, with crack after crack on its surface, as if naturally formed, with over a thousand cracks in total. This was a kind of pressure, Xiao Yi didn't know when he would be able to repair all these cracks, but it was the only way out. What he had to do was to become stronger, to survive in this era of fierce competition among the hundred tribes, constantly accumulating power until the day he could activate the stone mirror again. Perhaps, he could return to that point in time.
"My future self's cultivation is now my only means of survival here, but it requires a lot of energy and cultivation to exist. If I encounter a powerful enemy and my future self falls into a bitter battle, I will inevitably be drained dry." Xiao Yi fell silent, considering that perhaps in the future, he would need to accumulate a large amount of medicinal herbs, spirit stones, and other things to face any possible variables that may arise at any time.
His physical body was somewhat weak and pale, looking at the ground not far away, that immortal clan had escaped, but they left behind what he needed, a rare and precious medicine over a thousand years old, enough for him to replenish his depleted energy and blood, even recover his cultivation, connect with the heavenly pulse, and reach an even higher realm. If you like this book, please vote for Ren Huang, it only takes one minute.
