227: Bodhi Secret Realm, Nine Levels of Transformation

This conjecture was not a baseless assumption by Jiang Lan; it was well-founded.

Earlier, in the Luan Mo Region, he had seen a rough map of the Demon Domain.

There were a total of fifteen regions, and the Ten Thousand Demons Hall's sphere of influence was not the smallest, but it was definitely among the bottom three.

While territory isn't entirely synonymous with strength,

the strongest, even if their territory isn't the largest, will certainly not be among the last.

Strength and controlled territory are basically positively correlated.

Therefore, the Kunpeng Demon Emperor's territory being third from the bottom is very telling.

Even if his strength isn't third from the bottom, it's probably fifth from the bottom at best.

There are only so many Soul Transformation cultivators; if the fifth from the bottom were all at Soul Transformation eighth or ninth stage, then wouldn't all fifteen great demons be close to Soul Transformation Perfection Realm?

Just thinking about it, he knew it was impossible.

If they were all at Soul Transformation Perfection, how could they not have achieved a Breakthrough?

...Two hours later.

Ten Thousand Demons Hall, main peak.

Inside the colossal palace on the mountaintop, a giant man angrily slammed his fist on the table.

“Damn it, is this never-ending? I have seven branches in total, and in just half a day, five of them have been destroyed!”

“Didn't you say that all those demons were expendable? That you wouldn't feel bad if they were all killed? Why are you suddenly changing your tune now?”

Across from the burly man, a white-bearded old man chuckled playfully.

The burly man sighed.

“I did say that, but this brat is killing them too fast.”

He looked up at the old man and said,

“Is your Flower in the Water spell still working?”

The old man narrowed his eyes.

“Logically speaking, it should be working. But for that person, I'm not sure if it will work.”

“Not sure?” This time, the burly man was curious, “How can that be? Doesn't your Flower in the Water allow you to see everything one thinks? You even used this trick to peek at Yuan Wei bathing, did you think I didn't know?”

The old man: “...”

His originally immortal-like face instantly flushed crimson.

“How can that be called peeking? How can a sorcerer's actions be called stealing? That's called...”

Immediately after, the old man began to speak in a way the burly man couldn't understand.

At this moment, the burly man laughed, and for a while, the hall inside and out was filled with joyous air.

The old man was exasperated.

“Shut your mouth, you'll be quiet once he chops off your head!”

“Hmph, who are you trying to scare?” the burly man said, “If it weren't for the Severing the Connection Between Heaven and Earth, we would have already achieved another Breakthrough and Ascended to the Upper Realm. A mere newcomer to Soul Transformation, chopping off my head? Is he worthy?”

“Alas...” Hearing the burly man mention this, the old man also seemed quite emotional, shaking his head, “Now, only us old fellows are left. How long has it been since Chihong Province has produced a new Soul Transformation cultivator?”

The burly man's expression also showed a hint of nostalgia.

“It's been years, two thousand years?”

“Roughly.” The old man smiled, “I'm actually quite hopeful that the newcomer can give me a surprise.”

“Whether he can give you a surprise, I don't know. But he's certainly surprised me first.”

In less than a day, he was about to go from the Hall Master of the Ten Thousand Demons Hall to a bare commander; wasn't that a big surprise?

“Tsk...” The old man shook his head, “Be careful. I just checked, he's not someone easy to deal with. He has extremely heavy Evil Qi, and the heavenly secrets around him seem to be obscured, even I can't see clearly.”

“Can't see clearly?”

This time, the burly man seemed genuinely surprised.

“You are Tian Tong, the Daoist. Is there anything in this world that you can't see clearly? I don't believe it!”

The old man said indifferently:

“Believe it or not, I'm not lying to you. I can even calculate what color underwear you're wearing today, but when I look at that newly promoted Soul Transformation cultivator, it's truly a void, I can only vaguely sense a bit of Qi.”

“Damn it, that's weird...” As the burly man spoke, he seemed to suddenly notice something, his gaze fixed on the old man, “You definitely can't calculate it.”

“What?”

“What color my underwear is!” the burly man said, “If you guess it, I'll give you a bodhi leaf! If you don't guess it, you give me one, how about it?”

Hearing this, the old man reached out his hand.

“Give it here.”

“Give what here?” the burly man said unconvincingly, “You haven't even guessed yet, and you're telling me to give it to you?”

The old man glanced at him.

“You're not wearing any, what am I supposed to guess?”

The burly man: “...”

He had a look of defeat on his face.

“How did you know?”

Hearing this, the old man scoffed.

“To be honest, I didn't even calculate. With your brain, you still think of trying to trick me?

“Alright, the bodhi leaf we agreed on, give it here.”

Hearing this, the burly man looked reluctant and regretful.

However, he had no intention of backing out; he just procrastinated for a while before reaching into his in arms and taking out a leaf.

The leaf was not an ordinary tree leaf; its surface shimmered with colorful light, and mysterious runes faintly swirled upon it.

“Tsk...” The old man reached out and took the leaf, clearly in a good mood, “Thank you, that's eight now. With two more, I'll be able to challenge the Bodhi Secret Realm again.”

“Bodhi Secret Realm...”

The burly man repeated.

Immediately after, both fell into a long silence.

After about half a quarter of an hour, the burly man finally looked up and continued to ask:

“Tian Tong, do you think there's really a way to break the Severing the Connection Between Heaven and Earth in the Bodhi Secret Realm?”

Tian Tong's face showed no joy or sorrow.

“Who knows? I can know all major and minor affairs in this world, but everything concerning the Bodhi Secret Realm...”

Saying this, Tian Tong, the Daoist, shook his head.

“Everything is predetermined Karma. How can ordinary mortals like you and I presumptuously speculate?”

...On the other side.

Jiang Lan stared intently at the panel.

Currently, his cultivation was at Soul Transformation eighth stage.

Moreover, he had just invested another two hundred and sixty thousand years of lifespan into his Realm.

However, he had not yet Broken Through.

But it was close.

Now, the number in his lifespan column had surged again from one year to three hundred thousand and nine thousand years.

“Come on, give me three hundred thousand for my Realm!”

“Year one, you began cultivating.”

“Year one hundred thousand four hundred twenty-four, congratulations, with your efforts, your Realm successfully reached Soul Transformation ninth stage!”

“Year three hundred thousand, although you did not Breakthrough again, your strength consolidated significantly. You feel that you are on the verge of reaching the Soul Transformation ninth stage Perfection Realm.”

Jiang Lan's Aura continued to climb steadily.

“Boom! Boom!”

Waves of Qi spread out from around him, pressing downwards.

The surrounding withered trees were snapped by the Qi waves, whistling as they flew into the distance, their speed even faster than arrows.

If an ordinary demon were to be struck, it would inevitably end up with its intestines torn apart.

Jiang Lan clenched his fists.

“Hoo... Soul Transformation ninth stage, I've done it!”