Chapter 1: The Great War of the Masters

  A thousand-year-old treasure medicine, although it didn't give birth to spiritual nature and become a one-in-a-hundred spirit medicine, was still not ordinary. Even for an average human cultivator in the Blood Refining Realm, even if they had reached the Small Perfection of Blood Refining, they would need to slowly ingest it and gradually refine it to bring out its full medicinal effect. However, Xiao Yi didn't have any reservations at all. He opened his mouth and sucked in that thousand-year-old flesh lotus, which instantly dissolved into a thick and fragrant medicinal liquid that fell into his abdomen.

  Before the violent explosion of medicinal power, Xiao Yi's chest moved slightly, and all the medicinal power was swallowed up in an instant. Then, a crystal clear medicinal power was spat out, which was refined to the extreme point. As soon as Xiao Yi refined it, his body's energy and blood surged, and the originally consumed energy and blood were replenished in an instant. With his battle energy full, he suddenly charged forward, and the sealed twelfth heavenly vein was unblocked, restoring his degraded cultivation once again.

  At this moment, the pure medicinal power has only been consumed by less than three tenths. With a movement of his mind, Xiao Yi stirred up the momentum of the fierce elephant, and on the twelve heavenly tracks, the battle energy transformed into a fierce elephant, rushing violently along the meridians, swallowing up the endless stream of medicinal power like a snowball, making the battle energy elephant grow bigger and bigger, crashing against the barrier of the thirteenth heavenly pulse.

  Boom!

  Another Heavenly Meridian was opened, and the flow of Qi and blood surged forth. The War Qi proliferated, and immediately afterwards, the 14th Heavenly Pulse was also smashed open. The increase in power caused Xiao Yi to involuntarily let out a long, drawn-out howl towards the sky. His howling voice even transformed into a rumbling elephant's trumpet due to his observation of the "Observing the Barbaric Elephant Diagram". It seemed as if a large elephant had obtained sufficient food and water, and was letting out an excited and joyful trumpeting sound.

  This medicinal power had been supporting him until Xiao Yi was about to penetrate the 15th Heavenly Pulse, and it was only then that it was completely consumed. At this moment, Xiao Yi felt that his entire body was filled with boiling blood and gas, surging and rolling, almost without any possibility of interruption.

  However, Xiao Yi quickly calmed down. He knew that this was an illusion caused by the rapid increase in power and needed to be subdued with a strong spiritual will, constantly tempered, and finally controlled at will. His spiritual will had already broken through to the higher ordinary realm, successfully condensing the second layer of the Barbarian Elephant's momentum, and mastering such power was completely effortless.

  The 14th Heavenly Pulse's cultivation, Xiao Yi's every move and gesture can unleash the power of 70 kilograms. He is now infinitely close to the ordinary Blood Refining Realm's Great Perfection. With his means, he can already contend with ordinary Hundred-Man Commander-level strongmen without falling behind. As long as he comprehends the 15th Heavenly Pulse, he will immediately become a Hundred-Man Commander-level strongman.

  At this time, in Xiao Yi's mind, the back of his future self appeared again. Compared to the power of his future self's Blood Great Perfection, he was nothing at all. In front of that invincible fist, there was no way to resist, everything had to be broken. That spiritual will had already transcended the ordinary.

  Xiao Yi glanced around, this mountain cave was chosen by the immortal clan as a place to refine the Hundred Herb Body Refining Soup because of its continuous earth fire. That bronze cauldron, although not an immortal soldier, was also tempered with immortal techniques and could withstand the scorching heat of the earth fire.

  The next moment, Xiao Yi took a deep breath, and his chest and abdomen began to rumble with thunderous sounds. He stared at the bronze cauldron, constantly adjusting his breathing. A fierce elephant-like aura appeared behind him, taking the shape of a green-scaled elephant that seemed almost solid. It emitted powerful spiritual fluctuations, while Xiao Yi's breathing slowly took on a trend of merging with the elephant's, although it was only a tendency for now.

  A pale blue, crystal-like aura floated out of his body, enveloping him in a faint, pale mist. With each breath, the air in front of him seemed to be sucked dry, as if an elephant was inhaling, its massive chest and abdomen capable of holding vast amounts of air.

  When the chest and abdomen rose and fell slightly, the sharp light in Xiao Yi's eyes burst out, he took a step forward, transformed into several clear afterimages, the ground shook, and the momentum of the barbaric elephant behind him also started running, one man and one elephant, heavily hitting that bronze cauldron.

  Ouch!

  The entire cave shook, and rocks fell down with a rustling sound. Xiao Yi's fist sparkled, suspended on the wall of the tripod. Then, with his fist as the center, a series of eerie cracks spread out, wrapping around the entire body of the tripod.

  Rumble!

  The bronze tripod shattered, and the bronze fragments flew out. They couldn't withstand Xiao Yi's fist, but Xiao Yi shook his head slightly, not satisfied. Just now, he was imitating a punch from his future self. That punch had no equal, nothing could resist it, its momentum was vast and endless, like the Yangtze River, surging ceaselessly. Clearly, this punch of his was far from reaching that level.

  Although it is said that there is a huge gap in cultivation, and the level of spiritual will is different, Xiao Yi knows that in the future, his attainments in war and law will far exceed his imagination. That one punch not only combines battle energy and momentum, but also synchronizes spiritual will with physical body, and contains the war law that has been tempered for thousands of years. Even if it's just an ordinary punch, in the hands of the future self, it is absolutely no less than the power of some third-rate or even second-rate martial arts.

  Knowing that he still had a long way to go, Xiao Yi didn't hesitate and punched the mountain cave, causing countless rocks to roll down and bury everything inside.

  ……

  Tens of miles away.

  A dark shadow, like a ghost, passed through the ancient forest, crossed the river, and finally stopped at the foot of a waterfall. A sharp and fierce aura cut through the air, with the dark shadow as its center, the surrounding dozens of meters of air were in a state of being torn apart. Suddenly, this fierce aura dissipated, and the dark shadow spat out over ten mouthfuls of fresh blood, almost vomiting out a small piece of internal organs. Its breath was infinitely weak, and its originally thin figure now looked like withered firewood, as if it would fall down with just one gust of wind.

  "I'm furious! I spent over a year collecting precious medicinal herbs, and after brewing the Hundred Grasses Refining Body Soup for a hundred days, even if I didn't use it to refine my external body, just slowly taking it myself would have allowed me to live half a year longer. Now it's all been ruined by making wedding clothes! I don't believe it! I still have the Fake Soul Pellet, and with the Great Circle of Heavenly Arteries, I'll be able to deal with you! Just wait until I refine the entire Wind Tooth Tribe, break free from my shackles, and then no Refining Blood Great Circle will be a match for me!"

  Hei Ying gritted his teeth, almost shouting: "I barely survived the Tianbing Road to get here, all the Xianbing were destroyed. As long as I can fight back, I can gain the support of the Xianjie's aura, even if my physique is ordinary, it will be enough to cultivate to a higher realm. At that time, in the sect, I won't be an ordinary Daobing, I can become an inner disciple."

  Jingyuan Valley

  In the outer periphery of Jingyuan Valley, which spanned dozens of miles, nearly a thousand Bloodstone Tribe warriors were stationed. Shi Hu, the commander of a thousand men, personally guarded the area. More tribesmen entered the valley to excavate, and as soon as low-grade refined stones were unearthed, they were sent to the tribe for distribution, cut into many small pieces, and given to Bloodstone Tribesmen on the verge of breaking through, allowing them to make rapid progress, reach the cultivation level of ten heavenly veins, and gain the qualifications to become warriors.

  Apart from this, some of the soldiers infinitely approached the rank of Wu Chang, and even distributed a piece of Di Jie Xue Dan, plus Jing Shi Sui Kua, enough to make their spirit and will transform, successfully promoting.

  The remaining ones were accumulated and the entire Bloodstone tribe was about to hold a grand competition, where these low-grade spirit stones would be distributed to the top-ranked warriors, squad leaders, and centurions.

  If you want low-grade spirit stones, show me your strength.

  Bloodstone Tribe Back Mountain.

  On the cliff, a green stone elephant sat at the edge of the cliff. In front of the green stone elephant, a young man was sweating profusely as he practiced his spear technique. A green iron spear hummed in his hand as he moved nimbly, but not very quickly.

  Gritting his teeth, Shi Qian felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on him, and even his arms were extremely heavy, almost unable to hold the iron spear. A moment later, he stood unsteadily, then knelt down on one knee, panting heavily, and the blue iron spear fell to the ground with a clang.

  Qingshi Xiang stood to one side, Shi Lei and six others were observing. Seeing this scene, Shi Lei slightly furrowed his brow and said in a deep voice: "Shi Qian, your physical and mental strength have already reached their limits! You should retreat."

  "No! I will break through the limits!"

  Shi Qian raised his head, staring intently at the green stone statue in front of him. His eyes emitted a daunting glow as he picked up the green iron spear again and stood up, once more practicing his spear techniques. Even though his body was trembling, his movements didn't waver in the slightest. A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

  Shi Lei fell silent, and the other five boys also remained silent. On that day, in just one battle, not only did Xiao Yi die, but two of their ten-man team had fallen - a boy and a girl. The cruelty of life made them realize that this time it was not a trial, but a real fight to the death. Someone would bleed, someone would die, some would be remembered, while others would be forgotten.

  Only by constantly strengthening oneself and solidifying one's will can one preserve their life in endless slaughter, get what they want, and protect the things that are most precious to them.

  A whole hour has passed.

  Six people, including Shi Lei, gradually discovered that something was wrong. At this moment, Shi Qian was still practicing his marksmanship, but his eyes had lost their luster, and his spirit and willpower had sunk into a state of dormancy, relying solely on his body's instinctive reaction to continue without stopping.

  "I'm going too!" Yun Shan smiled and swung his white bone stick, also walking to the edge of the cliff.

  Bai Gu's stick method unfolded, and he and Shi Qian occupied the narrow cliff edge, practicing move by move. By now, they had thoroughly understood Xiao Yi's original intention - this was to temper their spirits between life and death, and refine their combat skills. Only moves that were tempered in the midst of life and death could be truly invincible and unstoppable.