Like ripples created by the wind on a lake! This strange phenomenon gives people a peculiar feeling, as if the surrounding air has turned into water.
A fist plunges into the water, creating ripples that spread outwards.
A punch creates a ripple, a punch creates a wave!
Countless punches rhythmically struck a single point, creating ripples that grew larger and larger, eventually forming a raging torrent.
Although the "power of a single state" was not used, each punch was like a weakened version of the "power of a single state".
Power is the foundation of boxing, and vibration is the technique for generating force. Through several uses of the Nine Provinces Cauldron, Jiang Liu has grasped a sliver of the true essence of power. This illusion of air being water is the vibration of power!
Profound, vast, and boundless!
Like an abyss, like a mountain, like the sea, like the sky!
Jiang Liu's punches became faster and stronger, and in the blink of an eye, he had already thrown over a hundred punches.
"happy!"
Jiang Liu stopped and stood still, exhaling a breath that shot out three meters like a white arrow.
At this moment, his understanding of boxing techniques reached a new level, achieving a state of "divine mastery"!
The demonic stone Rong Dun, which had been like an iron mountain, had fallen backward, its bones shattered inch by inch. Even though he had cultivated for thousands of years and forged his body into something as solid as steel, he had been reduced to rubble by Jiang Liu's hundreds of punches.
Although the primordial spirit is still there, the physical body has been destroyed!
In just a dozen seconds, the demonic corpse, which had cultivated for thousands of years, was severely injured, much to the surprise of Qiongqi. He had originally relied on the "black aura" to slowly corrode the enemy's magic weapon, and it was only a matter of time before it was destroyed.
He originally thought that Rong Dun would hold out for a while, and he would break through the enemy's protective magic treasure, then attack from both sides, and even the likes of the Three Immortals and Two Elders could be killed.
Unexpectedly, Rong Dun was defeated in a single encounter. When he saw Jiang Liu take out a bowl-sized ball of red and purple light, his expression changed drastically.
"Black Omen Qi" is the most malevolent thing in the world, capable of destroying people, flying swords, and magical treasures. However, there are also things that can counter it. The pure yang golden flower and purple qi of the "Nine Heavens Primordial Yang Ruler" are one such thing, as is the "Ten Thousand Year Warm Jade".
Even a "Nine Heavens Primordial Yang Ruler" can be corroded and penetrated by Qiongqi's "Dark Qi," but with a piece of "Ten Thousand Year Warm Jade," it is impossible for it to be corroded, and it will even suffer a counterattack from the pure Yang power. The two treasures combined are enough to disperse and annihilate the "Dark Qi."
In an instant, he withdrew the "black aura." This fierce aura was a treasure he had cultivated for three thousand years and was the foundation of his supernatural powers; he could not afford to lose it.
The black mist was swallowed, revealing the true form of the Qiongqi.
It has snow-white fur, a tiger-like appearance, two pale golden dragon horns on its forehead, an eagle-like beak, and a pair of black wings.
He turned and was about to flee into the depths of the tomb, clearly having lost his will to fight!
According to Wu Hua's memories, that place leads to the ley lines, which was the escape route he and his son dug, and also leads to the Netherworld Palace of the ley lines.
Jiang Liu flashed and cut off his retreat.
"Don't push me too far. I admit you're strong, but don't think I'm a pushover!"
Qiongqi spoke in human language, and its eyes were fierce.
Jiang Liu snorted coldly, opened his left palm to reveal a small bronze cauldron, and said, "My cauldron is still missing a spirit. Do you want to give it a try?"
"The Demon Gun? You killed the Demon Gun of Yanhu Lake and stole his soul!"
Qiongqi's pupils narrowed to the size of pinpoints in an instant, and its voice faltered.
"Let me see if there's a statue of you on the cauldron... Oh! Here, how could the Four Fiends not be there!"
Qiongqi glanced back at Wuhua, who was blocking the exit, and stood there with his spear held horizontally!
As for the demon corpse Rongdun, it took this opportunity to discard its physical body, and its primordial spirit had already fled.
"How can you let me go?" Qiongqi did not choose to fight to the death, but instead squinted his eyes and begged for mercy.
Seeing that he was staring at the Nine Provinces Cauldron in his hand, Jiang Liu asked, "You recognize this cauldron?"
Qiongqi did not answer, but its body did tremble slightly.
"Then try this power... how is it?"
Jiang Liu clenched his fist, and an ancient map of Yangzhou was clearly revealed on his fist.
"Master, this lowly demon bows!"
Chapter 115 The Divine Dove (Second Update)
"Master, this lowly demon bows!"
Qiongqi let out a loud shout and then prostrated itself on the ground. Although it seemed to have submitted, its eyes were narrowed and its whole body was tense, ready to suddenly attack and hurt people at any moment.
Jiang Liu laughed loudly, withdrew his supernatural power, and said with a glint in his eyes, "Good, with your help, my chances of successfully stealing the treasure from the Sacred Tomb have increased even more. If we succeed in stealing the treasure, we'll split it equally!"
"You also know that the Holy Tomb is about to open? That's right, Wu Hua Shi was refined by you..." As he spoke, he glanced at the old zombie, and his heart sank again. As a fellow demon corpse, he could naturally see that Wu Hua Shi's primordial spirit had been annihilated and he had become the puppet of the person in front of him.
"Heh!" Jiang Liu said with a forced smile, "You can cooperate with the Wu Hua family father and son to seize the treasures of the Sacred Tomb, so cooperating with me is the same. You can choose between the Haotian Treasure Mirror and the Nine Doubts Cauldron, but you'll have to be the one to lead the charge in stealing the treasures!"
Qiongqi's lips twitched, and his eyes darted around. He had originally intended to surrender and flee, but now, hearing Jiang Liu's words, he couldn't help but feel that there was much to be done. With his demonic power alone, there was absolutely no way he could steal the sacred tomb's treasure. The Wu Hua family father and son were both dead and injured, and Rong Dun's primordial spirit had escaped, abandoning his physical body, leaving him with less than one-tenth of his strength.
Even if he successfully possesses another's body, he will lose all his former supernatural powers. Sooner or later, he will be killed by righteous people!
With this in mind, he said, "Alright, it's a pleasure to cooperate! I'll return to my residence first, and we can discuss the theft of the treasure another day!"
Jiang smiled slightly. Hearing his insincere reply, he didn't press the issue and readily stepped aside, saying, "Then I'll wait here!"
Qiongqi walked slowly away, until it was ten zhang away from the river, then secretly exhaled and transformed into a gust of demonic wind!
"Heh, you'll be back! Are you really willing to part with the sacred tomb's treasures? Besides, with you around, it'll be even easier for me to fish in troubled waters..."
Seeing that Qiongqi had left, Jiang Liu looked at the body of the demon corpse Rongdun and sighed, "What a pity, such a powerful body has been destroyed like this."
With the demon corpse's physical body destroyed, Jiang Liu then instructed Wu Hua to absorb the evil energy from the demon corpse to strengthen himself.
Meanwhile, Jiang Liu headed towards a secret room.
According to Wu Hua's memories, he once rode a divine dove, which once awed the barbarians. The divine dove was extraordinary and incredibly powerful, and thousands of years ago it was a dove demon that had achieved great cultivation.
This dove is now sleeping in a secret chamber, and has been sleeping for thousands of years without ever waking up.
It turned out that before Wu Huashi died, the divine dove had contracted a strange illness and was on the verge of death, in a state of neither life nor death. No matter how many spiritual fruits and pills it consumed, it could not cure the illness.
After Wu Hua died, the powerful minister Bei Che knew that this dove was violent and bloodthirsty, and that no one except Wu Hua and his son could control it. Fearing that it would cause trouble in the future, he buried the bird with him.
Once inside the tomb, the dove crouched in the inner stone chamber, remaining in a state of neither life nor death until the Wu Hua father and son became zombies.
Later, Wu Hua, having gained spiritual insight over many years, calculated that it had unintentionally eaten a sage plant and had been in a drunken stupor ever since. Not only had it not died, but it had also benefited greatly from the sage plant's magical abilities.
The Immortal's Herb is a divine herb; consuming even one piece will cause anyone, human or bird, to fall into a stupor and die for five hundred years. Five hundred years is but a fleeting dream; even mortals will not die due to the passage of time.
If a cultivator whose lifespan is about to run out obtains this immortal herb and consumes it before their lifespan runs out, they will have an extra five hundred years to cultivate. Although they cannot move or speak, they will be able to pass through a cycle of reincarnation if they manage to break through to the death.
This pigeon was also very fortunate; after consuming several leaves, it directly caused it to remain unconscious for thousands of years.
For thousands of years, he has been meditating and cultivating his inner self every day. As soon as the effects of the immortal's medicine wear off, he can immediately recover and achieve the body of a great demon.
However, it is currently in a state of unconsciousness in the Immortal's Den, its body is stiff, and it can only be manipulated by people.
Jiang Liu opened the secret chamber and saw a large bird perched in the center, taller than a person, with black feathers, a long beak like an eagle's beak, and sharp claws like cast steel.
Standing with its eyes closed, silent and motionless, it was surrounded by a strong demonic aura.
Jiang Liu looked around and marveled. This Divine Dove's strength could be said to have surpassed the realm of Earth Immortals, but it could not awaken because of the effect of the Immortal's Den.
Whether divine, evil, or demonic, every being's birth is accompanied by calamity. This divine dove received a great fortune, slumbering for thousands of years before becoming an Earth Immortal; Jiang Liu's appearance is its great tribulation!
In the original storyline, the divine dove was converted by Buddhism and became a guardian bird of the faith. Now it seems that Buddhism has no chance.
"I searched high and low without finding it, but then it came to me effortlessly!"
Jiang Liu smiled and took out the Mysterious Female Pearl. This Divine Dove was the perfect physical body for the second primordial spirit to possess.
A good physical body is hard to come by. Jiang Liu, who is weak, wouldn't even consider it, and how could a strong one easily obtain it? Jiang Liu doesn't possess the great power to obliterate a primordial spirit. If he were to possess a talented person, he wouldn't have enough time to cultivate. What he lacks right now is precisely time.
This divine dove, though powerful, is immobilized and completely at Jiang Liu's mercy. More importantly, its birth is imminent, within the next few days.
Within the Mysterious Pearl, the second primordial spirit had taken shape, but it was not yet fully formed; its features were still indistinct. If it were a human cultivator who had successfully possessed another body, they would certainly find it difficult to succeed. But this bird, though it had become a great demon, was still, after all, a bird, and had been dormant for thousands of years, making it utterly innocent, like a blank sheet of paper.
Without any cultivation techniques, relying solely on instinct to cultivate, and with a weak primordial spirit, it is the perfect object for possession!
Whether or not the Hua clan was protecting him, Jiang Liu couldn't wait to begin the possession.
Seemingly sensing that he was in a life-or-death situation,
The divine dove struggled to wake up, but ultimately it was powerless.
After a long battle between a human and a demon, the demon finally invaded the primordial spirit. The shimmering blue Xuanpin Pearl merged into the back of the divine dove's head. Just as Jiang Liu was about to shatter the divine dove's primordial spirit and take over its body, he heard the sounds of fighting outside the tomb.
The sounds of swords clashing, the roars of corpses echoing, and the cracking of rocks and earth clearly indicated a fierce battle.
This was the crucial moment for the second soul to seize the body. Jiang Liu steadied his mind, no longer paying attention to the commotion outside the tomb, and focused solely on the seizure.
With a loud crash, the tomb's door was smashed open, sending rubble flying. Wu Hua was thrown back inside, his body riddled with sword wounds, nearly torn to pieces, but he still gripped his bronze halberd tightly, determined to fight until the world turned upside down.
Dozens of silver lights flew out from the smoke and dust, revealing a Taoist girl of about fourteen or fifteen years old, carrying a sword box on her back and a leather pouch at her waist. She was heroic and beautiful, like a celestial being.
Chapter 116 The Righteous Path Strikes (Third Update)
The girl in Taoist robes stepped through the dust and smoke, and with a flash of silver light, she put it into the leather pouch at her waist. With another wave of her hand, a golden superior flying sword flew through the air. Judging from its color, it was clear that it was cultivated using Buddhist techniques.
Besides the girl in the dress, there was another person, also a woman, who was the unconscious woman that Jiang Liu had released when he killed the white-haired dragon girl Cui Wugu.
He also carried a snow-white flying sword and stepped in.
Jiang Liu sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, showing no reaction whatsoever.
He remains unmoved even if Mount Tai collapses before him, and unfazed even if a tiger runs behind him!
"So you are the demonic cultivator Zhong Gan?"
The voice was clear and melodious, a southern accent, quite gentle and pleasant, but to Jiang Liu it was annoyance.
This girl in the robes was named Fairy Xuanshang Ling Xuehong in her previous life, the younger sister of the strange beggar Ling Hun. After her death and reincarnation, she was named Yang Jin.
For some reason, Yang Jin felt an extreme emotion upon seeing Jiang Liu, a desire to kill him as soon as possible.
There is a cause and effect in the universe.
If Jiang Liu knew she was Ling Hun's sister, he would be utterly astonished. From the moment they began their struggle for the treasure at Qingluo Valley, their feud had become irreconcilable, and the murder of his wife was an irreconcilable enmity.