365: Chapter 365 Devouring Sword Wuchen, Liu Ling Refining Pills

"Jian Wuchen, this is the only compensation you can make..." Hun Tiandi said indifferently.

Jian Wuchen looked at Hun Tiandi and realized that he was telling the truth.

"Before you offer up your sword blood, you are qualified to know this King's name: Hun Tiandi!"

This time, Hun Tiandi informed him solemnly. Upon learning his true name, Jian Wuchen's eyes widened. Back at the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, he had already sensed something strange about Yun Tian.

"Yun Xiao, go guard the outside. No one is allowed to approach!" Hun Tiandi turned and said to Yun Xiao.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Yun Xiao replied crisply and dashed out of the cave.

"Jian Wuchen, from today onwards, our grievances are settled!" Hun Tiandi said coldly, then sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to meditate.

His current cultivation was at the Great Perfection of the Dou Ling realm. There was no further progress possible in this stage, so it was time to break through.

His cultivation technique, the Blood Scripture, had also evolved to the High-Rank Xuan level. This happened while he was in the Sound Valley of the Central Plains, where he devoured the source of a Huang Quan Body.

It was only through the Huang Quan Blood that the evolution succeeded.

Unfortunately, the Huang Quan Body was incomplete at that time, and the Huang Quan Essence Blood it contained was also partial, making it impossible to break through the shackles and advance to an Earth-Rank technique.

Now was the moment to break the deadlock. Once he returned to the Black-Corner Region, it would be time for the Dazheng Dynasty to expand.

After adjusting his breathing for an hour, Hun Tiandi opened his pitch-black eyes; his essence, energy, and spirit had all reached their peak!

"Sacrificial Fire, devour the Innate Sword Body!"

Hun Tiandi murmured as Dou Qi surged into his fingertips. He formed hand seals as fast as lightning. One by one, white runes flowed around his body, crystal clear and radiating white light.

With a series of afterimages, mysterious runes emerged from his palms. Once one hundred and eight thousand runes had formed...

They danced in the air, interweaving and merging to condense into a white lotus, with a mysterious aura flowing through it.

It illuminated the entire cave.

Seeing this, Jian Wuchen's eyes filled with terror. This damned Hun Tiandi was actually serious.

With a flick of Hun Tiandi's finger, the white lotus descended onto Jian Wuchen's body.

Ah...

Jian Wuchen let out a pained wail as he watched the white light spread, gradually enveloping his entire body. The dense white light was like fire, burning and purifying every inch of his flesh and blood.

Amidst inhuman screams, an hour later, Jian Wuchen's body was incinerated and destroyed by the flames.

Only a mass of golden Life Essence Blood remained. This was the essence of the Innate Sword Body, the source known as the Innate Sword Blood.

It slowly rose into the air and fell into the lotus.

The crystal-clear Innate Sword Blood emitted a sharp aura, seemingly containing infinite golden Sword Yuan.

Hun Tiandi could sense just how massive the energy within was.

"Let this King taste the flavor of this Innate Sword Blood."

"Devour... Gulp!"

Hun Tiandi opened his mouth wide and swallowed the white lotus. Immediately, a faint white light surrounded his body, making him look like an angel of light, holy and flawless.

The moment he swallowed it, the Innate Sword Blood rioted. Sharp sword qi washed through his flesh and meridians.

Humph!

Hun Tiandi's body trembled, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and blood seeped out of his pores, staining his green robes red.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the sword intent within the Innate Sword Blood erupted. The scene before him transformed into a golden world as Hun Tiandi's will entered it.

He saw a figure whose appearance was exactly that of Jian Wuchen's soul.

"Yun Tian? No, I should call you Hun Tiandi. You didn't expect this, did you? The Innate Sword Blood contains my soul power. As long as I devour you, I can seize everything you have!"

Jian Wuchen's soul laughed wildly, as if he could already see the hope of resurrection.

"Just you? Even with the Innate Sword Body, you are still trash who doesn't know how to utilize and unleash its talent!"

"You are a loser. Once I surpass you, you will be of no more use and can only become a stepping stone for this King to reach the peak!"

"Bastard! I will not fail. Once I annihilate your soul and seize your body, your cultivation techniques, that charming beauty by your side—everything of yours will be mine..."

Jian Wuchen said angrily; clearly, Hun Tiandi's previous words had struck a nerve.

"Hahaha, I know you're trying to disturb my mind. Fat chance! I'm telling you, Hun Tiandi, not only the beauty by your side, but even Senior Sister Liu Hanbing is mine!"

"Senior Sister Liu Hanbing? Trust me, she would never take an interest in you. Give up on that idea!"

"In the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, the main reason you targeted me was because of Senior Sister Liu Hanbing, wasn't it? If I hadn't needed a place to cultivate back then, I would have killed you long ago!"

Hun Tiandi said coldly. He knew in his heart that this was a clash of soul and will, but the outcome was uncertain.

Jian Wuchen possessed a sharp sword dao and a firm mind. Hun Tiandi's previous attempt to provoke him had yielded little effect.

"Humph, once I tear your soul apart, I'll see how arrogant you can be. Innate Sword Intent!"

Jian Wuchen's soul harnessed the Innate Sword Intent and lunged at Hun Tiandi. The pure sword intent, with a sharpness that could cut through anything, sought to shred his soul.

"Soul Yellow Sword, Soul Slaying!" With a thought, Hun Tiandi activated the Soul Weapon Art, and the Soul Yellow Sword transformed into thirty-six soul swords.

They rotated around his soul, forming a defensive rain of swords.

In the first exchange, the soul swords collided with the Innate Sword Intent. Clashing, crashing, and devouring each other, the golden sword intent and the yellow sword rain sent extreme energy radiating in all directions.

"How is this possible? How can your soul be this strong?" Jian Wuchen's soul looked incredulous. One must know that the Innate Sword Intent was supposed to be invincible.

"Trash is trash. Even with the Innate Sword Intent, you use it so poorly!"

Hun Tiandi continued to provoke Jian Wuchen. Once a person is enraged and loses their reason, no matter how monstrous their strength, they are nothing more than a toothless tiger.

While the two were engaged in a battle of consciousness...

In the valley, Liu Ling had already opened his furnace to refine pills. On the table beside him were no fewer than a hundred types of medicinal herbs, all of which were auxiliary ingredients for refining the snake scale creation pill.

This time, Mei Niang and Qing Yue stood aside, watching Liu Ling refine the pills with concern.

"Don't worry! Liu Ling's alchemy skills are superb. Didn't he also successfully refine Sister's Spring Snow Pill earlier?"

Mei Niang stroked Qing Yue's small head and comforted her.

Hearing this, Qing Yue nodded slowly. How could Mei Niang not understand Qing Yue's worry? She had been just like her back then.

Fortunately, the final result was good.

Alchemy is a meticulous task that brooks no interruption.

After warming the medicinal cauldron, he flicked his finger, and one medicinal herb after another fell into it. Golden flames burned fiercely. Under Liu Ling's control, the terrifying heat was precisely released at the temperature required for each herb.

Clumps of refined medicinal liquid, green powder, blue granules...

...all floated in mid-air. Then, he continued to refine the auxiliary herbs. It took a long time, but all the auxiliary herbs were eventually refined.

Phew!

Taking a deep breath, he once again spurred the golden flames to begin the fusion. His soul power filled every inch of the medicinal cauldron.

Any slight change was immediately fed back into his mind.

As time passed, a multicolored, paste-like mass formed within the cauldron, which Liu Ling set aside.

He began to refine the black jade lotus, a completely black medicinal herb permeated with traces of baleful qi. It was thrown into the cauldron.

The Sun True Fire immediately pounced on it. Under the terrifyingly high temperature, the traces of baleful qi gradually shrank, and drops of liquid like black jade began to fall.

They tumbled within the flames.

Feeling the energy fluctuations within the medicinal cauldron, Mei Niang also became solemn.

Yan Xing and Tu Xingzi stood guard at the entrance of the valley, ready to block any unexpected enemies at any time.