128: Refining Huangquan Mountain, killing the ghost king with one strike

Gu Changsheng pointed into the Void Realm, and three Nine Revolutions Golden Pills were drawn into his palm.

Who would have thought that Heavenly Saint Child would hide three Nine Revolutions Golden Pills in the Mother Worm's belly?

If he hadn't planted the worm body, he really wouldn't have found it.

"Adding the Fire-attribute Nine Revolutions Golden Pill obtained from the Old Ancestor, that makes four... In addition, all the Materials for the Earth-attribute Nine Revolutions Golden Pill are also complete.

Once the Golden Core is refined, the chance of Breakthrough to the Dongxuan Realm will reach fifty percent.

Coupled with my profound foundation, with my three True Cores reaching their Peak, I inherently have a twenty to thirty percent chance of Breakthrough.

Calculating it... the probability of Breakthrough to the Dongxuan Realm is as high as... seventy to eighty percent..."

Normally, when True Dan Cultivators attempt to Breakthrough to the Dongxuan Realm, a one to two percent chance is enough for them to take a gamble, and above thirty percent can be called a Profound Cave seed.

Above fifty percent, that is something only Core Disciples of Yangshen Sects would dare to boast about.

Seventy to eighty percent... unheard of!

"However, seventy to eighty percent is still not a hundred percent... Breakthrough to the Dongxuan Realm is a near-death experience.

At worst, one suffers severe injuries and their Cultivation retrogresses.

At worst, one perishes directly.

Among True Core Peak Cultivators, those who Breakthrough to the Dongxuan Realm are less than one in ten.

I must be more cautious..."

Eight years later.

In the worm garden, several male and female Cultivators walked among rows of worm trees, collecting the worm crystals condensed by the worm people with secret techniques, and occasional laughter could be heard.

"Remember, worm crystals of different attributes must be collected with different methods.

Do not harm the worm trees."

"Yes, Ancestor Yu."

Fang Yu gave a solemn instruction, and seeing that their methods were correct, he nodded and walked alone to a worm tree as thick as three people embracing it.

This tree stood tall like a canopy, full of spiritual charm, and absorbed Spiritual Qi at more than a hundred times the speed of ordinary worm trees.

At this moment, in the blue porcelain jar beneath the tree, a worm crystal, like yellow jade, was gradually forming.

"It's finally done..."

Fang Yu's face showed joy, and he quickly used a secret technique to harvest it.

Suddenly, a vast golden light appeared in the sky, followed by a rich pill fragrance that permeated the air.

Instantly, the Cultivation Bottleneck that had been stagnant in his body for a long time loosened.

"This is... the medicinal fragrance from eight years ago..."

Fang Yu looked towards the horizon with surprise on his face.

That was precisely Gu Changsheng's Immortal Cave.

In the Pill Refining Room.

A golden pill floated in Gu Changsheng's palm, with nine holes on it, from which Geng Metal Qi gushed out.

It was indeed a Metal-attribute Nine Revolutions Golden Pill.

Eight years ago, after he tallied the Materials in his Storage Pouch, he found that he had gathered most of the Golden Core spiritual Materials.

Only a small amount of top-grade worm crystals were missing.

After eight years of patient waiting, it was finally refined.

"Adding the previous Nine Revolutions Golden Pills, there are a total of six... which means a sixty percent chance of Breakthrough.

Now, my probability of Breakthrough to the Dongxuan Realm has soared to eighty to ninety percent..."

"However, it's still not a hundred percent."

Gu Changsheng clapped his hands together, put away the pill, looked into the distance, and murmured, "Counting the days... the Qiantang River Jiao Dragon should be waking up soon... it's time to reclaim Yellow Springs Mountain..."

Three days later.

Qiantang County, Chong Prefecture.

Yin Qi permeated, fierce ghosts ran rampant, and wailing and howling sounds came from the sky.

The entire Qiantang County was like a ghost city, with Yin soldiers passing through, not a single living person to be seen.

Broken buildings and restaurant banners flapped in the Yin wind.

"After many years, I've returned..."

Looking at the devastation, it gradually overlapped with the scenes in his memory.

Only, at that time, it was bustling with people and incredibly lively.

When sacrificing to the Dragon, spectators crowded the banks.

Now, only white bones by the river were rustling in the wind.

"I must hurry..."

Gu Changsheng's eyes looked into the depths of the dark clouds, where there was indeed an extremely powerful aura.

A Dongxuan Realm Ghost King!

As numerous magic techniques were cast, the Qiantang River tide surged and overflowed, waves crashing against the shore, hitting the already rusted iron chains of the suspension bridge.

In the river, a dragon-shaped shadow gradually appeared, and the water level rose, higher than other parts of the river.

Gu Changsheng tossed a blue porcelain treasure vase into the air, from which countless fresh blood merged into the dragon-shaped shadow.

As the water veins fused with the fresh blood, two beams of light immediately shone in the dragon head shadow, growing increasingly brighter, like two enormous lanterns.

This was the finishing touch to a painted Dragon!

Roar—

Accompanied by a heaven-shaking Dragon roar, a Zhanblue Jiao Dragon flew out of the river, its Dragon tail swayed, waves surged, and the river water poured back.

At this moment.

A Geng Metal Sword Qi swept across, instantly separating the Dragon's head, and Dragon blood gurgled from its severed neck, giving birth to a Nether Qi.

"The Yellow Springs Path... has finally opened..."

A smile curved at Gu Changsheng's lips, his body transformed into a flying rainbow, flashing past, and in the blink of an eye, he passed through the Yellow Springs Path, and the scene of Yellow Springs Mountain appeared before him.

Dozens of quietsprings flowed down the mountain, and countless other shore flowers bloomed along the banks, blood-red.

Many years ago, he could only go against the current.

Now, he no longer needed to.

Gu Changsheng circulated the Mountain Refining Art, and a faint glow appeared in his palm, causing Yellow Springs Mountain to shake violently, with countless broken rocks rolling down.

"Damn it... what happened?!"

In the crystal coffin, Yun Niang suddenly opened her eyes, which were blood-red, her face filled with extreme astonishment.

"Who... is refining Yellow Springs Mountain..."

In her perception, control of the Immortal Cave was rapidly disappearing.

Yun Niang's mind suddenly conjured the image of a person.

At this moment, a hearty laugh came from outside the Immortal Cave, followed by the earth-shaking rumble as Yellow Springs Mountain rapidly shrank, transforming into a miniature mountain range.

Thud—

Yellow Springs Mountain fell into his palm!

"As expected of the Yellow Springs Great Emperor's legacy treasure.

After countless years, its might is still strong.

Moreover, its quality surpasses that of the Mystic Iron Meteor Mountain by an unknown margin."

"However, I must leave first..."

Such a large commotion, and in Chong Prefecture territory, could easily attract a Profound Cave Ghost King.

Although Gu Changsheng was not afraid, he also did not want to cause extra trouble.

"Go!"

Five Elements escapelight appeared under his feet.

After a few breaths, he flew out.

Suddenly, dark clouds swept across, transforming into a beautiful woman in a red Bridal Gown, blocking his path.

The woman had a beautiful face, long hair like a waterfall, but her complexion was deathly pale, and the nails extending from her Bridal Gown were as black as ink.

'Trouble, it still attracted a Ghost King...'

Gu Changsheng sighed inwardly.

Immediately, he unleashed a series of thunder and fire, intending to seize the opportunity to escape.

Thunder and fire countered Yin ghosts, and as explosions sounded, smoke rose in the Void Realm, and a figure darted out, its black claws entwined with a ghostly glow.

The Bridal Gown Ghost King chanted, "Those who trespass the Forbidden Ground... die..."

"It seems I can't avoid a fight..." Gu Changsheng cast a cold glance, seeing fierce ghosts surrounding him, blocking all exits.

Whoosh—

A blank scroll floated in the air, and instantly countless threads emerged and wrapped around them.

Swathes of fierce ghosts were bound by the threads, and ninety percent of the scroll's power wrapped around the Bridal Gown Ghost King, encasing her like a zongzi.

Gu Changsheng, however, frowned slightly.

In the Void Realm, the threads pulled, but she remained motionless.

On the contrary, cracks appeared on the scroll, threatening to shatter.

"Indeed, sealing a Profound Cave Ghost King is still too difficult..."

Gu Changsheng shook his head and summoned the demon idol.

Demonic chants resounded, and the Void Realm twisted in response, revealing various phenomena: iron tongs pulling tongues, scissors severing fingers, iron trees piercing bodies, mountains of blades and seas of fire... a total of nine layers of Hell.

It was the power of the Hell Path!

Instantly, countless Yin souls and fierce ghosts wailed, turning into black smoke and dissipating.

The Bridal Gown Ghost King's aura noticeably weakened.

"This is a good opportunity to test the power of this treasure.

Go!"

Gu Changsheng infused black Qi, and about half of his magic power was swallowed by Yellow Springs Mountain, which he then threw forcefully. The flying Yellow Springs Mountain expanded with the wind, transforming into a majestic mountain range that pressed down.

Bang—

The Void Realm trembled, actually smashing a huge gap in the nine layers of Hell's phantom, evaporating millions of living souls and fierce ghosts, and countless auras poured back.

The world was cleared of all traces of fierce ghosts.

Gu Changsheng blinked.

He hadn't expected the power of Yellow Springs Mountain to be so immense.

The dignified Profound Cave Ghost King couldn't even withstand a single move.