541: The introduction to the Divine Elephant Prison Sutra, the second level of the physical body into heaven, the black-robed man "Wu"

Panel upgrade?

He remembered that his demon life essence had already exceeded ten million.

Only now did it trigger.

This delay… was a bit severe, but he was already used to it; it might be another bug.

Chu Jiang shook his head. The panel's functions were already powerful enough; he estimated there wouldn't be any major updates. Just increasing the upper limit for the Fusion Martial Arts panel would be good enough.

Seven hundred and twenty thousand Lifespan, coupled with these thousands of demon flesh and blood, should allow the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Sutra to open three hundred Heavenly Elephant particles and formally achieve getting Started.

Boom!

Chu Jiang stepped into the deep Void Realm, disappearing from sight.

[First Millennium, you refined two thousand ordinary demon flesh and blood, opening thirty particles, Awakening thirty Heavenly Elephants]

[Third Millennium, you refined four hundred True Demon flesh and blood, including twenty-three Heaven-Grade Demons and one Demon Commander. You opened four hundred particles, Awakening a total of five hundred Heavenly Elephants. The Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Sutra officially achieved getting Started.]

[Your Physical Body advanced to Transformation Heaven Realm second stage. Cultivators of the same realm cannot destroy your Divine Elephant Physical Body. A single drop of your blood possesses extraordinary power.]

[Five hundred thousand years, you opened one hundred and three particles. You set your sights on the Poison Dragon Pool. The Poison Dragon Pool spans a thousand li, with its deepest point reaching eight hundred meters. Demon Qi still lingers here. You refined the Poison Dragon Pool.]

[Six hundred thousand years, the entire Demon Qi of the Poison Dragon Pool was thoroughly refined by you. You opened seventy particles.]

[Currently, a total of six hundred and seventy-three particles have been opened, six hundred and seventy-three Heavenly Elephants have Awakened, and the Hell Furnace prototype has been constructed.]

[demon life essence: One hundred and thirty thousand years]

[Own Lifespan: Fifty-seven thousand one hundred years]

…

From within the deep Void Realm, the roar of a giant elephant echoed, its sound like thunder crushing the Nine Hells. The phantom of the Hell Furnace flickered behind Chu Jiang, with Heavenly Fire burning within the furnace and ten thousand bolts of lightning sweeping through, as if it could suppress everything.

When Chu Jiang opened his eyes, the ten-thousand-zhang Void Realm around him experienced a sudden surge in gravity, as if a Divine Elephant was treading the Heavens, its might suppressing the Nine Heavens.

The six hundred and seventy-three particles opened within Chu Jiang's body simultaneously roared. His skin displayed dark golden runes, forming a Giant Elephant Suppressing Hell totem that hid within his flesh and blood. His bones restructured inch by inch, and large amounts of black Impurities spewed from his pores.

His spine arched like a Dragon, joints popping loudly, transforming into a Hell pillar that pierced through Heaven and Earth. His arm muscles were powerful and mighty; with a gentle clench, the Void Realm rapidly tore apart like a spiderweb.

His pupils turned golden, and under his gaze, plants turned to stone, and mountains and rocks crumbled, as if the will of an ancient Dragon Elephant was crushing all living beings.

“This Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Sutra, merely at its getting Started stage, makes my Physical Body comparable to Transformation Heaven Realm second stage,” Chu Jiang murmured.

The Law of this world was incomplete, and most of the power of a Transformation Heaven Realm Physical Body remained dormant.

The current core was only two things—hardness and strength.

Indestructible, with the power to move mountains. His current strength could genuinely move mountains, not just metaphorically.

Rumble!

Above his head, a ten-thousand-zhang Giant Elephant Dharma form seemed to condense. Its elephant feet trod Hell, its long trunk coiled mountains and rivers, and each strand of hair was like a Hell chain, encircling and suppressing.

But it only existed for an instant before the Giant Elephant phantom dissipated into the air.

“It seems that this getting Started stage does not yet support the descent of this Dharma form; the consumption is too great.”

Chu Jiang glanced at it before retracting his gaze. All the Aura on his body was fully contained, making him appear like a Mortal, with no energy fluctuations discernible.

Whoosh!

Chu Jiang merged into the Void Realm, as if becoming a part of it. With a single step, he vanished from the Poison Dragon Pool, heading towards the Poison King Sect.

…

Unknown Place.

King Yan looked at the altar, a smile playing on his lips, and said, “Old man, don't blame me. Who told you not to pass the throne to me? In what way am I inferior to them? You always oppose me.”

“Imperial Father, this world will be under my control. You can rest assured and depart.”

On the altar, Chu Emperor’s sculpture had eighty-one silver needles inserted into it, and a rusty iron sword pierced its chest, from which the flowing liquid was several shades darker.

“As for your blade, if he is obedient, he can still be used by me. If he is disobedient, he can only accompany you in death.”

King Yan continued, his hands clasped behind his back, his tone exceptionally cold.

As he spoke.

His gaze shifted to the second altar, where there was a wooden sculpture carved with Chu Jiang's likeness, lifelike and naturally imbued with presence.

Forty-three silver needles had already been inserted, but no liquid had flowed out yet.

“Wu, this Imperial Father of mine is truly resilient. He's already endured eighty-one needles, yet he's still stubbornly holding on…”

King Yan looked at the black-robed man beside him and spoke faintly.

His ability to stand out among the kings and be promoted to a one-character king was largely due to the black-robed man. He did not know his true name, only that he was called “Wu,” and his strength was unfathomable.

He supported himself for only one thing: to be appointed as the Imperial Advisor in the future and jointly develop the Great Chu Dynasty.

This ancient evil art of cursing came from his hands.

Wu spoke, “No rush. Chu Emperor is already a crippled body, barely clinging to life. After thirty more needles, he will surely die.”

“But this Chu Jiang is a bit strange. He’s already had forty needles, and it’s getting harder to insert them. I tried several times today, but couldn't even pierce his skin.”

“Tomorrow, I will refine a few more ancient wondrous needles and try to insert a few more. If that doesn't work, I'll have to use my trump card.”

Truly strange.

“No matter. When this King ascends the throne, and with the power of Luck, advances to the Rongtian, with the Emperor's Qi residing within me, and then cultivating the Martial Emperor Scripture, no matter how strong Chu Jiang is, he will only be able to submit to this King.”

King Yan said indifferently.

Chu Jiang, this person, was indeed a peerless divine blade, but if he could not be used by him, he could only be asked to die.

The Great Chu Dynasty under his rule would not allow such an impressive existence to threaten his reign.