421: Chapter 421 What do you have to fight me with!

The Void Barrier shattered with a boom.

True Monarch Qingsong's half-broken body tumbled out of the spatial turbulence and slammed heavily beside the spirit spring of the Qingsong Heaven.

The Dragon King of the East Sea's words, "Altering memories out of thin air without damaging the life soul," hammered violently inside his spiritual terrace.

Fear.

This veteran Golden Core cultivator, who had lived for thousands of years, was now trembling like a Mortal.

His state of mind had completely collapsed.

The Wither-Prosper Death Qi suppressed in the left half of his body sensed the opening and instantly went berserk.

A teeth-gritting sound of corrosion echoed throughout the Secret Realm.

Large chunks of grey-black rotting flesh peeled away, revealing the bones beneath that had been stained charcoal-black by the Death Qi.

True Monarch Qingsong let out a shrill, miserable howl.

He desperately mobilized the remaining Jia Wood Origin within his Dantian, attempting to plug the breach.

It was useless.

The Death Qi was like maggots on a bone, greedily devouring every shred of vitality he sent to it.

If this continued, his Golden Core would be completely hollowed out within three hours.

His Storage Ring flashed repeatedly, and dozens of jade boxes filled with ten-thousand-year Spirit Medicine slammed onto the ground.

Without even looking, he stuffed them into his mouth along with the jade boxes, chewing frantically.

The moment the massive medicinal power dissolved, it was forcibly plundered by the Death Qi and converted into even more violent toxic fire.

True Monarch Qingsong spat out the medicinal residue in despair.

Conventional methods simply could not prolong his life.

Only the purest, most flawless Dao Body of the same Origin could bear this deadly Death Qi for him!

He suddenly reached out his remaining right hand and crushed the main sound-transmission Jade Slip at his waist.

"Master Cangbai!"

A hoarse, extreme roar traveled along the Formation patterns and slammed directly into the Main Peak.

"Bring that Heavenly Spiritual Root here! Immediately!"

The Main Peak's great hall.

The moment the sound-transmission Jade Slip shattered, Master Cangbai stood up abruptly.

The hem of his wide Daoist robe knocked over the bronze incense burner in front of him, spilling incense ash all over the floor.

Far from feeling fear, the wrinkles on his face bunched together, revealing extreme fanaticism.

The Old Ancestor finally couldn't hold on any longer!

The top-grade cauldron he had raised for ten years had finally reached the moment to be opened and harvested.

As long as he offered up this perfect Physical Body to help the Old Ancestor reshape his Dao foundation.

He would definitely receive a share of the legendary Creation Golden Liquid that could allow one to be reborn!

The Great Dao of the Golden Core was within reach!

Master Cangbai kicked aside the troublesome incense burner and transformed into a sharp, cyan escape light.

He flew straight toward the secluded courtyard behind the mountain.

He violently smashed through the Formations and Restrictions along the way, not caring at all if he disturbed other Disciples.

Inside the secluded courtyard behind the mountain.

Ye Rong was sitting cross-legged on a jade marrow prayer mat, guiding Qi into his body according to the Cultivation Technique taught by the Daoist Academy.

A faint, cyan-gold glow slowly circulated beneath his skin.

Boom!

The courtyard gate and half of the courtyard wall were blasted into powder by a violent Purple Mansion true essence.

Wood chips and gravel sprayed everywhere like hidden weapons.

Ye Rong looked up in astonishment.

An old face filled with greed and urgency emerged from the sky full of dust and smoke.

It was none other than his Revered Master, Cangbai, who usually showed him warmth and concern with a kindly demeanor.

Cangbai didn't waste any words, his single hand forming seals at high speed.

Over a dozen thorny cyan vines, as thick as thighs, burst from the ground and lunged toward the jade marrow prayer mat like venomous snakes.

In an instant, they tightly bound Ye Rong's limbs and torso.

"Revered Master? What are you doing!"

Ye Rong's voice trembled, his handsome face filled with disbelief.

He struggled violently, trying to break free from the restraints.

The moment his weak Qi Refining Stage spiritual power surged out, it was instantly crushed by the Purple Mansion pressure on the cyan vines.

The barbs pierced into his flesh without any resistance.

Blood dripped down the vines, staining his moon-white Daoist robe red.

Deep within the spiritual terrace, Gu Changsheng's Divine Soul watched all of this with cold eyes.

This old dog had played the kind father for ten years, and finally, he couldn't even be bothered to wear his last fig leaf.

Did he really think this Physical Body was an undefended sheep?

Gu Changsheng suppressed the counterattack instinct of the Yuanmu Law.

He controlled the spasms of the Physical Body with extreme precision.

He acted out the role of a desperate, terrified peasant boy perfectly.

"Ah~ It hurts!"

Ye Rong let out a shrill scream, his eyes turning red, tears welling up.

"Revered Master, what did I do wrong? Please spare me!"

Cangbai strode forward and grabbed Ye Rong by the hair.

Forcing him to lift his head.

That old face was almost touching the tip of Ye Rong's nose.

"Wrong? What could a lowly peasant bastard like you possibly do wrong?"

Cangbai scoffed, spitting on Ye Rong's face.

"Your only wrong is that you were born with this once-in-a-century Heavenly Spiritual Root!"

He greedily sniffed the pure wood-element Qi emanating from Ye Rong's wounds.

"The Daoist Academy has supplied you with top-grade Spirit Medicine for over a decade, not for you to cultivate and seek the Dao."

"Your life, your flesh and blood, are all resources for the Old Ancestor to prolong his life!"

"It is time for you to repay your debt!"

Cangbai yanked the cyan vines, dragging Ye Rong out of the secluded courtyard like a dead dog.

Ye Rong's back slammed heavily against the bluestone steps, leaving a long trail of blood.

Several Inner Sect Disciples who were usually polite to him happened to pass by.

"Senior Brother Li! Save me!"

Ye Rong reached out his bloody, mangled hand toward one of them, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

That Senior Brother Li's footsteps faltered, and upon seeing it was Master Cangbai, his face drained of color.

Not only did he not step forward, but he also retreated several steps as if dodging a god of plague.

He immediately lowered his head, pretending he hadn't seen anything, and hurried away.

The iron Law of the Cultivation World, where the strong prey on the weak, was vividly displayed at this moment.

Cangbai snorted coldly, and a hidden force surged along the vines.

It directly paralyzed Ye Rong's entire Meridians.

The calls for help ceased abruptly, leaving only weak groans of pain.

The stewards and Outer Sect Disciples along the way lowered their heads, silent as cicadas in winter.

Everyone knew that the Old Ancestor's "medicine ingredient" was being raised behind the Main Peak.

Today, the day of harvest had finally arrived.

Dragging him all the way.

Cangbai produced the access Jade Token and crashed directly into the Qingsong Heaven Secret Realm.

Cold and decaying Death Qi rushed toward his face.

Withered yellow pine needles swirled down from mid-air.

Cangbai exerted force with his arm, swinging Ye Rong high up.

He slammed him heavily against the gnarled roots of the ten-thousand-foot giant pine.

Bang!

Ye Rong rolled twice, spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

His bones felt as if they had fallen apart, and he curled into a ball, trembling.

"Old Ancestor! The person has been brought!"

Cangbai knelt on both knees, his head pressed tightly against the withered leaves.

His voice revealed uncontrollable ecstasy.

True Monarch Qingsong slowly lifted his head from the dried-up spirit spring mud.

That face, with one half intact and the other turned to charcoal, looked like a demon crawling out of Hell.

In his shriveled eye sockets, a terrifying green light instantly erupted.

He stared fixedly at Ye Rong, who was curled up on the ground.

His gaze was like tangible blades, greedily scraping over every inch of Ye Rong's skin.

Top-grade! A flawless, top-grade specimen!

That wood-element vitality, pure to the extreme, was even more enticing than any ten-thousand-year Spirit Medicine.

As long as he got into this Physical Body and expelled all the Death Qi into his original broken body.

He could not only survive, but even use this Heavenly Spiritual Root Aptitude to advance further!

"Old Ancestor, your subordinate has guarded him day and night for ten years, never letting this cauldron be contaminated by a shred of impure Qi."

"About that share of Creation Golden Liquid for your subordinate~"

Slap!

A loud slap exploded in the Secret Realm.

A violent gale of wind sent Cangbai flying dozens of feet away.

Half of Cangbai's face collapsed instantly, and broken teeth mixed with blood sprayed out wildly.

He slammed heavily against the rock wall and slid down, completely dazed.

"Fool! Who told you to run your mouth!"

True Monarch Qingsong roared hoarsely, his remaining right hand pointing toward the Secret Realm exit.

"Get out and stand guard! Don't let even a single fly in!"

"If even a whisper of news leaks out, I will extract your soul and light it as a lamp!"

Cangbai clutched his swollen cheek, his extreme fear instantly extinguishing his greed.

He dared not mention any rewards anymore.

"Your subordinate obeys! Your subordinate will get out right away!"

Cangbai scrambled out of the Secret Realm, tightly locking the entrance Formation.

In the vast Qingsong Heaven, only the desperate boy and the dying demon remained.

True Monarch Qingsong dragged his broken body, slowly crawling toward Ye Rong on the ground like a giant centipede.

Leaving a trail of foul-smelling black blood along the way.

"Good child~ Don't be afraid~"

A wheezing, bellows-like sound came from his throat.

"It won't hurt for long~"

Ye Rong trembled violently, using his hands and feet to scramble backward desperately.

Until his back was pressed tightly against the rough trunk of the pine tree, with nowhere left to retreat.

"You~ You stay away!"

The boy's crisp voice was thick with tears.

True Monarch Qingsong's claw finally touched Ye Rong's ankle.

He was not in a hurry to bite; the naturally suspicious old monster would never capsize at the final moment.

His vast Golden Core Divine Sense turned into countless imperceptible threads.

They drilled into Ye Rong's pores with extreme brutality, roaming wildly along his extraordinary Meridians.

He was checking!

Checking if this Physical Body had been tampered with by other old monsters, checking if the true spirit was clean!

Gu Changsheng watched these intruding Divine Sense threads with cold eyes from deep within the spiritual terrace.

Crude.

Too crude.

This old thing's Jia Wood Law had long been riddled with holes under the perennial erosion of the Wither-Prosper Death Qi.

Gu Changsheng mobilized the Yuanmu Law, cleverly disguising it as the most primitive fetal breathing state.

Letting those Divine Sense threads into the Dantian without any obstruction.

True Monarch Qingsong's Divine Sense swept through Ye Rong's body for three full rounds.

No Formation patterns! No marks!

The true spirit was as pure as a freshly cut sheet of white paper!

Gu Changsheng decisively removed the final layer of self-protection from the Heavenly Spiritual Root body.

The extraordinary Meridians opened completely to the outside.

Allowing True Monarch Qingsong's mixed Jia Wood magic power to probe into his body violently.

An extremely pure vitality surged in through his fingertips.

True Monarch Qingsong shuddered with pleasure, and the decay in his broken half-body stopped.

"Perfect! Too perfect!"

"To be able to reshape the Dao foundation for me is a blessing your lowly kind has cultivated for several lifetimes!"

A harsh, bellows-like laugh rolled from True Monarch Qingsong's throat, and he exerted force with his single arm, slamming Ye Rong heavily into the center of the dried-up spirit spring.

Bang.

Ye Rong's back slammed heavily against the hard rock, and blood sprayed wildly.

Before he could scream.

True Monarch Qingsong formed seals rapidly with one hand.

"Rise!"

Rumble.

Deep underground, an extremely violent Jia Wood True Fire burst forth.

The cyan-green Law flames instantly swallowed Ye Rong's thin body.

The scream lasted only half a breath.

Before being completely shredded by the high temperature capable of melting gold and iron.

His flesh charred and peeled away rapidly in the flames.

His bones emitted a teeth-gritting cracking sound.

The burnt smell of vaporizing flesh, mixed with the top-grade medicinal fragrance unique to the Heavenly Spiritual Root, permeated the empty Secret Realm.

True Monarch Qingsong sat cross-legged at the edge of the sea of fire.

His hands continuously formed complex Alchemy techniques.

He wanted to extract the purest vitality from every inch of this Heavenly Spiritual Root's bones and blood.

Not a single bit of fortune could be wasted.

Outside the Secret Realm.

Master Cangbai guarded the entrance tightly, pacing back and forth.

Hearing the screams from inside, far from having any pity, the wrinkles on his face bunched together.

It was done!

As long as the Old Ancestor refined that cauldron.

His status, Cangbai's status in this Qingsong Daoist Academy, would be unshakable.

Those Purple Mansion Elders who usually fought with him would not even be worthy of carrying his shoes in the future.

Along with that legendary Creation Golden Liquid, it would be enough to allow him to touch the unattainable Great Dao of the Golden Core.

He rubbed his hands together, his greed growing wildly in his heart.

He wished he could rush in right now and witness the moment the Old Ancestor returned to his Peak.

Inside the Secret Realm, the Law furnace burned fiercely.

Ye Rong's Physical Body had completely collapsed under the tempering of the Jia Wood True Fire.

It turned into a churning essence of flesh and blood.

Deep within the spiritual terrace.

Gu Changsheng watched the disintegration of this Physical Body with cold eyes.

Without a shred of attachment.

It was just a skin he had fashioned casually.

He mobilized that strand of extremely pure Divine Soul Origin.

The hidden door of the Zhen-Xun Yuanmu Law opened silently within the sea of fire.

This strand of Origin detached itself extremely smoothly.

Perfectly enveloping the core vitality essence of the Heavenly Spiritual Root.

It completely merged into the churning Jia Wood True Fire.

Without triggering any Law repulsion.

Like a drop of water merging into a river, it was completely untraceable.

True Monarch Qingsong's riddled Divine Sense could not perceive this extremely secretive switch.

He was still desperately driving the True Fire, frantically refining the medicinal power.

Even to pursue the ultimate medicinal effect, he threw the last few ten-thousand-year Spirit Medicines from his Storage Ring into the furnace.

Two hours later.

The flames inside the Law furnace gradually subsided.

The flesh and blood Impurities were completely burned away.

In mid-air, only a blood pill the size of a longan, with a cyan-jade luster flowing all over its body, was suspended.

Nine complex wood-element Dao patterns naturally appeared on the surface of the Medicinal Pill.

The vitality, massive to the point of suffocation, almost tore apart the space of this small world.

True Monarch Qingsong's shriveled eye sockets erupted with terrifying green light.

He suddenly reached out his remaining right hand and grabbed the cyan-jade blood pill tightly.

Extreme ecstasy made his whole body tremble violently.

The quality of this pill even exceeded his wildest expectations.

Without any hesitation.

He tilted his head back and swallowed the blood pill, which had cost him ten years of painstaking effort, into his belly.

The moment the blood pill entered his belly.

A vitality capable of destroying the world exploded in his Dantian.

True Monarch Qingsong let out a shrill, miserable roar.

His broken body rolled wildly on the ground.

That Wither-Prosper Death Qi that had entangled him for decades.

Under the impact of this vast and boundless Heavenly Spiritual Root Origin, it actually began to retreat steadily.

The grey-black Death Qi was forcibly stripped from his flesh and bones.

His left half-body, which had rotted into charcoal-black, emitted a dense sound of bone restructuring.

Crack. Crack.

White bones grew rapidly, and Meridians reconnected.

Fresh flesh covered the bones at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The broken Meridians were reconnected violently, radiating renewed vitality.

True Monarch Qingsong lay in the mud, panting heavily.

He could clearly feel that the extremely pure vitality was repairing his riddled Golden Core.

The Jia Wood Law surged violently in his Meridians, smoother than ever before.

Even three parts stronger than he was at his Peak!

The Heaven-Defying healing power of the Heavenly Spiritual Root on a wood-element old monster was vividly displayed at this moment.

In just half an hour.

A completely intact Physical Body, filled with explosive power, was thoroughly reshaped.

His full head of withered yellow-white hair turned jet black rapidly.

His shriveled flesh became full and firm again.

True Monarch Qingsong stood up slowly.

He lowered his head, examining this perfect, reborn Physical Body of his.

A sense of extreme expansion fermented wildly in his chest.

He clenched his fists tightly.

A violent Late Stage Golden Core pressure swept out with a boom.

The dome of the Qingsong Heaven Secret Realm was pushed up a hundred feet by this aura.

A tens-of-thousands-of-feet tall Jia Wood manifestation rose from the ground behind him.

The manifestation was incredibly solid, with no trace of the previous emptiness or brokenness.

A giant cyan wood sword condensed rapidly in the manifestation's hand, exuding an extreme sharpness that could cut through everything.

"Hahahaha!"

A deafening, wild laugh echoed in the Secret Realm.

"Protracting Purity! What do you have to fight me with!"

True Monarch Qingsong suddenly spread his arms outward.

Surrounded by thousands of withered ancient pine trees, they instantly regained vitality under the drive of the Jia Wood Law.

Emerald green pine needles covered the sky and obscured the sun.

He believed he had returned to his Peak, and had even touched the threshold of the Dao Embryo Stage.

The stifling and fear brought about by being suppressed by the Dragon King of the East Sea and the mysterious expert were swept away.

He only wanted to kill now.

To trample those old monsters who used to watch his jokes and hit him when he was down, one by one, under his feet.

However.

He did not realize at all.

Deepest within his Golden Core.

That stripped-away Wither-Prosper Death Qi had not been expelled from his body.

Gu Changsheng's strand of Divine Soul Origin was controlling everything very secretly.

The Death Qi was quietly gathered and compressed by this Divine Soul.

Eventually, it turned into an extremely tiny grey-black hidden thunder.

Nailed tightly onto the core barrier of True Monarch Qingsong's Golden Core.

Waiting only for a thought from Gu Changsheng.

To blow this arrogant veteran True Monarch into total soul destruction.