"The Immortal-Binding Rope?"
Although the punch was terrifying, it wasn't unbearable. However, the ropes that wrapped around him, and the power rules that imprisoned his soul, magic power, and physical body, made Peng Demon King's heart pound violently.
Then, the power of the bronze cauldron pressed down, gathering the power of three of the nine provinces, and the combined mental power of the human race of the nine provinces covered everything...
How heavy is the tripod?
Can one Roc Demon King withstand it?
As for the Death Star's impact, that was just a minor tactic.
"You're the abbot of Qianlong Temple! You actually ambushed me... Ah! Ah! Ah!"
The Roc Demon King flapped its wings violently, creating ripples from its golden feathers. The Daoist sound was deafening, like a thousand horses galloping, and a terrifying Taiyin wind rose up, lifting up the bronze cauldron to suppress it.
One cauldron represents the weight of an entire province. The small cauldron, though fused with three cauldrons, does not possess the power of three provinces. As for how terrifying it is, one can see the terrifying howling of the Taiyin Gangfeng, and the golden blood dripping from its feathers as its wings vibrate, crashing into the ground and corroding huge pits before it can barely be held up. This gives us an idea of the immense pressure the Peng Demon King is currently under.
However, Jiang Liu's punch was unaffected by the pressure of the cauldron and struck the suppressed Peng Demon King.
Faced with such a terrifying crisis, in an instant, a huge golden-winged roc burst out from the body of the Roc Demon King. The roc roared through the sky, sweeping across the heavens. Its wings were like clouds hanging from the sky. It withstood the suppression of the bronze cauldron. Even the Immortal Binding Rope could not restrain it. It soared straight up.
The Peng Demon King was covered in blood and looked extremely disheveled.
The terrifying phenomenon before him was his primordial spirit, a primordial spirit that had comprehended the Dao Fruit of the Profound Immortal, which Jiang Liu's Heavenly Immortal cultivation could not suppress.
The Peng Demon King was extremely powerful, ranking at the peak of the Xuanxian realm, yet he was forced into such a predicament by a mere Tianxian.
It wasn't that he wasn't strong, but rather that the suppressive power of the bronze cauldron was too terrifying, and the Immortal Binding Rope was also a decisive factor in this battle.
Magical weapons are also a part of strength, and even a decisive factor in determining the outcome of a battle.
Although Jiang Liu did not possess that innate treasure, this bronze cauldron embodied the beliefs of the human race of the Nine Provinces and was a treasure of merit, even more powerful than some ordinary innate spiritual treasures.
With a single cauldron, one can suppress an opponent of a higher level.
Chapter 451 Obtaining the Cauldron and Transmigrating
The Golden-Winged Roc roared, its enormous divine wings tearing through the sky, piercing the suppression of the bronze cauldron, breaking free from the binding ropes of immortality, causing the void to ripple, and the Taiyin Gale angrily struck the sky, as if the heavens and earth were collapsing and the world was destroyed.
The primordial spirit of the Xuanxian Dao Fruit, wielding the power of the Taiyin Gang Wind, is enough to reduce everything within a hundred miles to nothingness. However, no matter how strong the primordial spirit of someone who has comprehended the Xuanxian Dao Fruit is, once it is freed from the protection of the physical body, it will be severely injured in the face of Jiang Liu's punch, which is imbued with the majestic power of heaven.
Bang! Bang!
The martial will raged wildly, causing the space to tremble.
Then, a violent surge of blood energy rose up.
*Sizzle!*
Jiang Liu's sleeves shattered under the impact of the physical power of his "Thousand Transformations" realm, revealing countless mysterious marks on his arms. These marks seemed to be imprinted on every drop of his blood and every cell.
These are divine runes!
Inscribe the divine runes of the Great Dao.
On Jiang Liu's arm, countless divine runes shimmered with light. The next moment, his fist struck the Peng Demon King's body, producing a sound like the sound of a morning bell and evening drum.
Then, the mark of the fist appeared on the Peng Demon King's primordial spirit. A green lotus, shaking the eternal blue sky, stood alone, engraved on the Peng Demon King's primordial spirit that swept across the nine heavens.
This is a blue lotus formed from the Samadhi True Fire, a comprehension of the Great Dao of Flames.
In just a short while, a mournful cry pierced the heavens, followed by a shower of golden roc blood, like a torrential downpour.
The blood of the Xuanxian possesses terrifying power, not to mention that the Peng Demon King has fused the Taiyin Gangfeng into his wings, so even his blood contains terrifying Gangfeng power.
A single drop of blood can destroy the earth within a ten-meter radius.
"Who is this person? He actually injured the Roc Demon King and might even kill him. Who... just who is he?"
The Nine-Headed Insect had four heads cut off by the Roc Demon King, but fortunately, the five heads that had already awakened were undamaged and their essence was intact. The severed heads could grow back over time.
Seeing Jiang Liu suddenly appear and then severely injure Peng Demon King with a single punch, he couldn't help but feel a chill. Even though he possessed the bloodline of the Great Witch Nine Phoenix, had endless potential, and inherited the legacy of the Witch Clan, he felt that if he were to face this punch, he would definitely die.
The Third Holy Mother Yang Chan also breathed a slight sigh of relief, and the light of the Lotus Lantern dimmed slightly. Just a moment ago, she almost used the Lotus Lantern to intervene.
"Jiang Liu, you have shattered my physical body and injured my primordial spirit! This enmity is irreconcilable! Just wait... the Demon Master's Palace will surely take your life and destroy the Qianlong Temple..."
The sound gradually faded away, and the Peng Demon King under the fist also turned into a golden light and disappeared into the heavens.
Few in the Three Realms can match the speed of the Golden-Winged Roc, let alone the Demon Master Kunpeng, who is also proficient in escape techniques. Among those of the same level, no one in the Three Realms can match him. Moreover, the Roc Demon King's strength is also a whole realm higher than Jiang Liu's. Although he suppressed him with two magic treasures and seriously injured him with a punch, the Samadhi True Fire that had transformed into a blue lotus was still burning his primordial spirit. But Jiang Liu really had no way to deal with him, as he escaped at the cost of serious injury.
With a flick of his hand, Jiang Liu's greatsword, which the Peng Demon King hadn't had time to take away, transformed into a beam of light and landed in Jiang Liu's hand.
"Forged from the remains of the Qingzhou Cauldron, that one too, come here!" Jiang Liu pointed at the crescent shovel in the Nine-Headed Insect's hand, which vibrated continuously, trying to break free from the Nine-Headed Insect's grasp.
But the Nine-Headed Insect clenched its fist, blocking Jiang Liu's summons.
"I saved your life, and you can't even part with a weapon?" Jiang Liu walked slowly toward the Nine-Headed Insect. His black hair was like a waterfall, his eyes were like torches, and he walked with the stride of a dragon and the gait of a tiger. He was majestic and powerful, and an extremely strong aura enveloped the Nine-Headed Insect.
As he drew nearer, Jiang Liu's black hair flew wildly, his eyes sharp as knives, giving the impression that he was ready to unleash a massacre at the slightest provocation.
"Your name is Jiang Liu? Jiang Liu of Qianlong Temple, I've heard of your name, the human who wields the Nine Provinces Cauldron... cough cough!" The Nine-Headed Insect coughed violently, spitting out several mouthfuls of blood, and said, "This crescent shovel of mine was forged from the remains of the Yu Province Cauldron, returning it to you is like returning it to its rightful owner..."
Nine-Headed Insect finally gave in, loosening his grip and the crescent shovel fell into Jiang Liu's hand.
Jiang Liu took out a small porcelain bottle and tossed it to the Nine-Headed Insect; inside were healing pills.
Seeing Yang Chan approaching, Jiang Liu laughed and said, "Have I gotten myself into big trouble?"
"What do you think? The Demon Master's Palace is the number one power among the demon race. It has existed since the ancient era of witches and demons. The origin of Demon Master Kunpeng can be traced back to the beginning of the world. He can be considered one of the few giants among the demon race. You injured his disciple and now you are so smug. Aren't you careful?"
"We've already fought and we're already injured; it seems too late for regrets. Let's not create more trouble for ourselves. Obtaining these two Nine Provinces Cauldrons was worth the risk. Now is the crucial time to refine them and enhance their power. As long as we are strong enough, what does it matter if we offend the Demon Master's Palace!"
"Then where to go now? Back to Kyushu? I think soon a great demon from the Demon Master's Palace will destroy your Hidden Dragon Temple. Come with me to the Heavenly Court! You are a Celestial Immortal. Although you have many magical treasures and the combat power of a Mystic Immortal, you are still just a Celestial Immortal! Entering the Heavenly Court might give you a glimmer of hope..." Yang Chan advised.
"No rush. Give me some time. After fusing these two fragments of the Nine Provinces Cauldrons, I feel I'm only one step away from successfully refining my spirit and turning back to the void. Perhaps I can use the power of fusing the cauldrons to step into the realm of the Profound Immortal..."
Jiang Liu then turned to the Nine-Headed Insect and said, "Hey, Nine-Headed Insect, do you mind if I borrow your Azure Wave Pool for a moment?"
"You're going to go into seclusion here? For how long?" Yang Chan asked in surprise. Although the most dangerous place is the safest place, it's not like you need to go into seclusion in a battlefield!
The nine-headed worm transformed into human form, looking utterly wretched and weak, and said, "If the Dragon Palace is still standing, please do as you please!"
"It won't be long, at the latest a day, Yang Chan, please! During this time, don't let anyone get close..."
"Consider it a debt I owe you. I'll protect you for one day. The human race has never produced anyone with great supernatural powers. You have the ability and have been recognized as a master by the Nine Provinces Cauldron. I hope you can survive and protect the human race!"
"I will. With the Nine Cauldrons in my hands, the great fortune of the human race will be on my shoulders..." As he spoke, Jiang Liu stepped into the dilapidated Bibo Pool. The Dragon Palace had already collapsed. Jiang Liu made a water-avoiding spell and sank into the water eye at the bottom of the pool.
Then he opened the portal to the next realm and merged the two cauldrons. Naturally, he couldn't step into the realm of the Profound Immortal. He said that as an excuse. Otherwise, how could he explain breaking through in just one day?
The passage of time, altered by the "one that vanished," provided Jiang Liu with ample time to cultivate, and time was the only thing he lacked...
Chapter 452 Enemies of the World
The waves crashed against the rocks with a rumbling sound. The thin mist in front of us dissipated, revealing a long strait in the depths of the sea, which stretched as far as the eye could see. On the land, mountains rose and fell in layers, but they were shrouded in mist, making it impossible to see into the depths.
Within this mist, there seems to be a mysterious force of space and time, making it impossible to discern the reality or illusion within.
Jiang Liu stood on the sea, gazing at the mysterious island. Even with his Origin Heaven Divine Eye, he couldn't see through it from a great distance.
Behind him stood a giant ape with its hands at its sides and eyes closed. It was none other than Ba, the ancestor of the Mighty Vajra Divine Ape from the "Yang Shen" world. When he left the "Yang Shen" world with Jiang Liu, he had already reached the peak of the "Shattering the Void" level. He had been cultivating in the small world within Jiang Liu for a long time and had also listened to the teachings of Ancestor Hongjun, which led to a rapid increase in his strength.
Originally, he was ten times the height of a human, with dark gold hairs, each as thick as a chopstick. Now, however, he is only a head taller than a normal person. Although he still resembles a demonic ape, it's only because he's too lazy to transform.
Now, as soon as he returned to the "Yang Shen" Great Thousand World, he immediately sensed the call of the lightning tribulation, went deep into the thunder, and passed through several layers of lightning tribulation in succession, stepping into the realm of the eighth lightning tribulation.
"Master, are you really not going to enter the tribulation of lightning to comprehend its mysteries?" The demon ape Ba slowly opened his eyes, a flash of lightning appearing in his pupils before gradually disappearing.
"Thunder tribulation is good, but I cannot step into it. Although I have a body that can change in a thousand ways and the ability to transform my soul among the seventy-two earthly transformations, if I go deep into the thunder tribulation, my origin will be exposed and I will be sensed by the Heavenly Dao. Then I will be hunted down endlessly!"
The demonic ape Ba said in a deep voice, "That's a real pity. The power of the tribulation lightning is almost a treasure bestowed upon the cultivators of this world by the Heavenly Dao. The Great Dao of Yang God is contained within it... Eight tribulations of lightning constitute the perfect One Yuan Dao, the God of the Soul! Refining the soul to become a god! This is the Primordial Spirit! The Primordial Spirit is the ultimate god, mysterious and wondrous beyond measure! Although it is not as profound as the Dao spoken of by Ancestor Hongjun, it still possesses its own unique mysteries. That instant of enlightenment filled my heart, cleared my mind, reorganized my soul, and transformed it into the Primordial Spirit... Abbot, I have now stepped into that profound Realm of Reversal of Void..."
In the world of Yang God, during a tribulation of lightning, one's thoughts are purely Yang.
The second tribulation of lightning, a thought arises from a tiny spark.
Three tribulations of lightning struck, each thought like a flash of lightning.
Four tribulations of lightning, thoughts arise in the world.
Five tribulations of lightning, all on a whim.
Six tribulations of lightning tore through space.
Seven tribulations of lightning, creation from the void.
Eight tribulations of lightning, refining a gem into a god!
The demon ape Ba recounted his insights from the tribulation in detail, and Jiang Liu listened, verifying them against his own understanding, which gave him a unique perspective.
Just then, the monk Jingren and Chan Yinsha came walking on the waves.
The monk Jingren, cultivating the path of immortality, has been consuming "Dragon Tooth Rice" year-round, and with Jiang Liu's guidance, he has already reached the realm of "one aperture connecting to all apertures." Chan Yinsha has also undergone several tribulations of lightning, barely reaching the realm of creating things from the void.
The monk Jingren threw the unconscious man in his arms in front of Jiang Liu and said, "Master, the few people who were spying on this mysterious place have all been killed by this monk and Silver Shark King. Only this person was the strongest, with the strength of five tribulations of lightning. He should know some information about the Great Thousand World."
"Oh, it's Luo Tiannan!"
Although this was the first time Jiang Liu had seen this person, the Peach God Wood clone, the Azure Emperor, had dealt with him before.
Luo Tiannan is the current sect leader of the Peach God Sect. Twenty years ago, Luo Tianyue, the sect leader of the Peach God Sect, was defeated by Yuwen Mu and then killed by Hong Xuanji. The seven treasures of the Peach God Sect were lost and fell into the hands of the Great Luo Sect. Luo Tiannan was a brother of the same generation as Luo Tianyue. He later became the sect leader and had been biding his time until he revealed his strength after three tribulations of lightning during his battle with the Azure Emperor.
"Master, we've heard some bad news..." Chan Yinsha hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.
"Is the whole world my enemy?" Jiang Liu looked up at the sky and clearly sensed a mysterious power there. As long as he dared to expose a divine soul that did not belong to this world, that power would lock onto him, and then, even a fool could tell what would happen.
"Pretty much. The Dream God, the Primordial God, Yang Pan, and other forces, large and small, have joined forces to issue a kill order. The world now knows that extraterrestrials have invaded..."
"So what do you think?"
The monk Jingren clasped his hands together and said, "When the Great Zen Temple was destroyed, I became their sworn enemy. What do I mean by 'outer world' or 'inner world'? The abbot has recreated the world, and we are the people of that world..."
"I am willing to serve the abbot like a dog or a horse!"
"Old Ba, I now have the strength of eight tribulations. I wonder what level Meng Shenji has reached. I really want to have a go with him. As for that old bastard Yuan Qishen, I will definitely blast him to pieces this time..." The demon ape Ba stretched his limbs and sneered.
A moment later, Luo Tiannan, who had been unconscious, regained consciousness. His eyes swept over the monk Jingren and Chan Yinsha, then landed on the tall demon ape. He exclaimed in shock, "Demon ape Ba?!"
"Hehe...you have a good eye!"