185: Green sea changes, killing people to win cards!

In the days that followed, Xiao Zhuo Cultivated in Yuan Tian's Immortal Cave. Meanwhile, his two Yao Beast companions and Qiao Zimo Cultivated using the resources Xiao Zhuo bestowed upon them. This time, after plundering eight Yao Beast gathering places above the Undergoing Tribulation Realm, Xiao Zhuo had truly made a fortune. There were several Heavenly Spiritual Roots, and while not all were ten-thousand-year-old varieties, they were definitely treasures. The Storage Pouches of Heaven Slaughter and the other two also contained a considerable amount of Cultivation resources for the Undergoing Tribulation Realm.

Xiao Zhuo, having the panel, didn't have much need for these resources, so he used them to nurture his subordinates.

He, on the other hand, used the panel to Cultivate.

Under the effect of over two million Attribute Points and the massive amount of Yao Beast and Demonic Beast Origin he had killed and devoured during this period, the Primordial Chaos Golden Scripture's cultivation reached twenty thousand years, and the Purgatory Demonic Body also achieved twenty thousand years of cultivation.

Xiao Zhuo's magical power Realm directly surged from the Integration Stage Mid-Phase Peak all the way to the Mahayana Early Stage, and his Body Refining Realm also rose from the Integration Stage Mid-Phase to the Mahayana Early Stage.

His soul infant, which was already at the fifth-stage Peak, also Broke Through again, completely reaching the sixth-stage.

For the first time, Xiao Zhuo's magical power, Physical Body, and Divine Soul were completely synchronized.

With full power unleashed, he could even contend with a Half-step True Immortal.

With such strength, there were fewer than ten individuals in the entire Blood Demon Realm who could be Xiao Zhuo's opponents.

And those who could stably defeat Xiao Zhuo were likely only the legendary Blood Heaven and the mysterious Tree God.

This Breakthrough, however, did not attract a Heavenly Tribulation. In the Blood Demon Realm, those who first enter the Undergoing Tribulation Realm will encounter a Heavenly Tribulation. After surviving this tribulation and ascending to the Undergoing Tribulation Realm, there will be a Heavenly Tribulation every thousand years. Those who survive live, those who don't die. If one can ascend to the Mahayana Realm within a thousand years, they can avoid the Heavenly Tribulation.

Cultivators in the Mahayana Realm can truly begin to control the Law power of the Middle Thousand Worlds. With the Law's blessing, their combat power soars, much like the Shattering Realm (Cultivation Class) and Myriad Manifestations Realm in the Yuan Realm, where there exists a chasm-like difference.

Of course, not all Mahayana Cultivators can control the Law. The Law power of the Middle Thousand Worlds is even more profound and unpredictable than that of the Minor Thousand Worlds, not easily comprehended. If one cannot comprehend it, the Mahayana Realm, compared to some powerful Undergoing Tribulation Realm experts, does not possess an overwhelming advantage, even if stronger.

At most, the magical power within a Mahayana Realm Cultivator's body begins to transform into Immortal Qi, significantly increasing its power.

The specific increase in power is determined by the degree of magical power transformation within the body.

Currently, Xiao Zhuo's Soul Law has already reached ten percent, allowing him to initially control a portion of the Blood Demon Realm's Soul Law. At the same time, because he had previously refined Blood Heaven's True Immortal power, ten percent of the magical power within his body has also begun to transform into Immortal Qi.

Just as Xiao Zhuo was planning to use the remaining over five hundred thousand Attribute Points to deduce the Law, countless emerald green light dots appeared throughout the Boundless Green Sea, and their concentration gradually increased.

Xiao Zhuo's eyes narrowed, and he immediately knew that the Myriad Ages Evergreen Realm was likely about to open.

Xiao Zhuo was already aware of the Secret Realm's opening phenomenon; the Myriad Ages Evergreen Realm's opening is preceded by this very sight. Once it appears, those holding a myriad ages token must immediately enter the Boundless Green Sea. The myriad ages token will automatically absorb these emerald green light dots. Once absorbed to a certain extent, the myriad ages token will be activated.

At that time, a small teleportation Formation capable of enveloping three people will be generated.

However, one point to note is that this phenomenon will only appear for one day, and a myriad ages token generally requires at least eight hours of absorbing emerald green light dots to activate.

During this period, anyone wishing to enter the Secret Realm must remain within the Boundless Green Sea.

And release their myriad ages token to absorb the emerald green light dots.

This will also lead to individuals who do not possess a myriad ages token but meet the entry requirements entering the Boundless Green Sea to search for myriad ages token holders, killing them to seize their tokens.

Deep within the Boundless Green Sea, ancient trees, tens of thousands of years old, had roots intertwined, and dense branches and leaves blocked most of the sky, leaving only mottled light and shadows.

However, at this moment, this silent, ancient forest was completely ignited by an atmosphere of 肅殺 and greed.

Countless figures, like phantoms, darted and clashed through the forest.

Emerald green light dots, like fireflies, permeated the air, leaves, and soil, becoming the only romantic backdrop for this bloody hunt.

"Hand over the myriad ages token, and I'll spare your life!" A thunderous roar, imbued with a wild and fierce aura, exploded.

A giant from the Desolate God Dao, over ten feet tall and covered in dark golden totems, punched out, causing the air to crackle. He directly smashed a Late Stage of Spirit Transformation Loose Cultivator, along with his protective Magic Treasure, into a pulp.

Behind him, several fellow Disciples with equally fierce auras grinned and pounced on the Storage Pouch that had burst open from the Loose Cultivator.

Not far away, a ghastly green toxic mist silently spread. Wherever it passed, vegetation instantly withered and turned scorched black.

Disciples of Yellow Springs Valley appeared and disappeared like ghosts within the toxic mist.

A Cultivator attempting to escape on his sword accidentally inhaled a wisp of the poisonous Qi. His face instantly broke out in grotesque green spots, and he shrieked as he fell from the sky, his body beginning to dissolve mid-air. In the end, only a Storage Ring, enveloped by the toxic mist, remained, scooped up by a pallid hand.

"Soul Lock!" A sharp, piercing shriek tore through the eardrums.

Disciples of the Soul Refining Sect were wreathed in black Qi. Invisible Soul Power chains, like venomous snakes, easily pierced through their targets' Sea of Consciousness.

The Cultivator caught by the chains instantly lost all light in his eyes, standing dazed as the Soul Refining Sect Disciple stepped forward to take his Storage Pouch and extract his Divine Soul Origin, leaving behind an empty husk.

"Roar!" A muffled corpse roar was accompanied by the grating sound of metal rubbing.

Disciples of the Corpse Refining Sect drove several iron-armored corpse puppets, radiating the pressure of the Integration Stage Early Stage, charging through like battering rams. A defensive Formation formed by several Disciples of a small Sect lasted only a few breaths under the fearless assault of the corpse puppets before collapsing. Screams and the sound of cracking bones were incessant, soon falling silent, leaving behind only a few mangled corpses and several new "refining materials."

And on this stage of chaos and slaughter, the most arrogant and unbridled were undoubtedly the Disciples of the Slaughter Demon Palace, clad in crimson demonic robes and wreathed in blood-red flames.

They were like a pack of hunting wolves, relishing the thrill of pursuit and sadistic killing.

"Kid, let's see where else you can run! Hand over the token, and I'll give you a quick death!" A True Disciple of the Slaughter Demon Palace, with a sinister face and a hideous scar at the corner of his eye, grinned as he led four Void Refinement Peak fellow Disciples, equally radiating Evil Qi, in a frantic pursuit of a figure.

It was a young man in a simple blue robe, his figure somewhat disheveled, a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, clearly having suffered a serious internal injury.

He was extremely fast, his movements elusive, like a wisp of green smoke weaving through the forest. Faint starlight-like runes subtly flowed around his body, allowing him to repeatedly and narrowly avoid fatal attacks under the encirclement and interception of five elites from the Slaughter Demon Palace.

In his hand, he tightly clutched an ancient token, neither gold nor wood, greedily absorbing the surrounding emerald green light dots—the myriad ages token.

"Hmph, thinking of escaping? Dream on!" The sinister youth's eyes were venomous.

A hint of determination and cunning flashed in the blue-robed youth's eyes. He fiercely bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of vital blood. At the same time, he formed hand seals, and the vital blood instantly condensed into seven blood-red, dazzling runes under a pull, merging into his body.

With a flicker of light, his speed surged again. Disregarding the several black Evil Qi demonic claws that tore through space behind him, he headed towards a nearby mountain Peak. He had detected what appeared to be a Restriction there, indicating someone's presence.

The two sides quickly rushed to the mountain Peak.

"Fellow Daoist! Please save me! The Slaughter Demon Palace is cruel and bloodthirsty. If I die, you will surely be next!" The blue-robed youth shouted wildly as he reached the mountainside, in front of a translucent Restriction barrier/boundary.