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    ## Chapter 340: Aoki Zhen Jun

    Lu Changan immediately suppressed his spiritual energy, sealed his Golden Core, and cut off that distant connection.

    At this moment, Lu Changan was completely certain that the catastrophe predicted by the Celestial Master years ago was primarily caused by a cultivator of the Long Qing Gong from the Central Domain.

    Based on his analysis when he advanced to the late-stage Golden Core, if the other party dared to come, they would almost certainly be a Nascent Soul cultivator with considerable fighting prowess.

    Because the eastern domain of Great Qing was currently being invaded by the Six Demon Sects, the journey from the Central Domain was perilous, requiring passage through Demon territory.

    During times of peace, a late-stage Golden Core cultivator might be able to traverse the entire distance.

    However, in these times, even a Nascent Soul early-stage cultivator with average strength could face significant risks if they were unlucky enough to be discovered by a Demon Sect Nascent Soul.

    Cultivators of Long Qing Gong had mediocre techniques and combat skills, but enjoyed long lifespans. To keep their secrets hidden, they would be cautious individuals.

    Therefore, Lu Changan formulated a strategy back then:

    If the person came, he would run.

    If they didn’t come, he would go to them.

    After shielding the connection, Lu Changan used talismans and his physical cultivation to travel quickly near the ground.

    “Strange, why did this sudden connection arise when I didn’t break through any realm?”

    Lu Changan felt puzzled and pondered silently.

    If it were due to distance, the connection wouldn’t have appeared suddenly, but rather progressed gradually from weak to strong.

    The previous two connections occurred during realm breakthroughs when his Long Qing Dao Fruit and spiritual energy were in a highly boiling state of transformation.

    It was unlikely that the individual from the Central Domain would be breaking through in the Demon territory of the eastern domain.

    “Could it be that the person encountered an accident while entering the eastern domain Demon territory?”

    Based on the connection he felt earlier, Lu Changan confirmed the person’s location, already within the eastern domain, approaching the Seven Kingdoms Alliance from the southwest direction.

    Lu Changan had just reached the eastern region of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance, with at least one landmass of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance separating them.

    Lu Changan couldn’t help but imagine that the person, traveling in secret, should have concealed their aura, avoiding any intense fluctuations of spiritual energy.

    They were both in the eastern domain of Great Qing, closer than before. If an intense battle occurred, it could trigger the connection.

    However, the journey was long and perilous, unlikely to be smooth sailing without any trouble.

    Lu Changan secretly cursed: “It would be best if the person encountered a Demon Sect Nascent Soul, got bogged down, or even faced a Demon Sect siege.”

    If such a fortunate event occurred, he could stay in the Seven Kingdoms Alliance and potentially obtain intelligence.

    Lu Changan gathered his thoughts. His immediate priority was to find that spatial node and secure a retreat.

    Just then,

    Lu Changan sensed several powerful aura beams approaching the Nine Star Sky in front of him.

    One of them, with terrifying spiritual pressure and boundless spiritual energy, belonged to a Nascent Soul Zhen Jun.

    There were also several other Golden Core cultivator auras.

    “A Nascent Soul Zhen Jun from the Seven Kingdoms Alliance?”

    Lu Changan’s expression changed, sensing something unusual.

    Under normal circumstances, Nascent Soul Zhen Juns were extremely rare and not part of his circle, ordinary cultivators wouldn’t encounter them consecutively.

    Lu Changan had encountered Blood Bat King because he was focused on the Heavenly Luo bloodline and Heavenly Luo Patriarch.

    So, the appearance of a Nascent Soul Zhen Jun from the Seven Kingdoms Alliance must have a corresponding connection.

    Lu Changan suspected it was related to Blood Bat King or Heavenly Luo Patriarch.

    During the Demon Sect war, the Righteous Path Alliance had fourth-order sensing formations that could capture the spiritual energy and aura beams of Nascent Soul cultivators.

    Lu Changan’s speculation was correct.

    The direction of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance Nascent Soul Zhen Jun’s flight path quickly coincided with the surging aura of the Blood Path Zhen Jun.

    “Blood Bat King! You dare to attack the rear of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance, thinking we are unprepared!”

    The Nascent Soul Zhen Jun of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance was a large man with purple robes and a tangled beard, carrying a pitch-black mottled ancient sword on his back.

    “Ancient Sword Zhen Jun! I’m not invading, but simply capturing a fugitive on the border of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance. It doesn’t concern you.”

    Blood Bat King, riding on his billowing blood cloud, followed close behind, his face gloomy and grim.

    Ahead of him, Heavenly Luo Sect’s Wei Zongzhu and the possessed blood armor youth were about to catch up, but were intercepted by the Ancient Sword Zhen Jun of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance.

    Earlier, Blood Bat King had been misled by the false Nascent Soul out-of-body experience, letting a cooked duck fly away. He rushed back in haste.

    He learned that one of the Blood Spirit Sect Golden Core cultivators had betrayed them, joining forces with Heavenly Luo Sect’s Wei Zongzhu to break out and escape to the territory of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance.

    “You think you can enter the territory of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance and I won’t dare chase after you?”

    Blood Bat King was furious and stormed into the border of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance.

    As the invading force, the Blood Spirit Sect and Phantom Demon Palace were working together, giving them a considerable advantage, and they had done things like this before.

    However, they didn’t expect the Nascent Soul Zhen Jun of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance to react so quickly.

    “You dare to act arrogantly after entering the territory of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance!”

    Ancient Sword Zhen Jun chuckled instead of getting angry. With a flick of his finger, the mottled ancient sword on his back, with purple electric patterns engraved on it, pierced through the air, transforming into a giant sword, a hundred feet long, reaching towards the heavens.

    Blood Bat King’s expression turned serious. He summoned the [Shura Blood Pool], and a rolling waterfall of blood, accompanied by countless blood spirit bats, surged towards the sword.

    In an instant, the blood light exploded.

    The hundred-foot-long giant sword, accompanied by a fierce and domineering river of sword energy, shredded countless blood spirit bats and severed the blood waterfall.

    In terms of attack, Ancient Sword Zhen Jun was stronger than Blood Bat King.

    “I’ll hold this old fellow off, you guys act quickly!”

    The blood light around Blood Bat King surged, activating the [Shura Blood Pool], blood path power flowing endlessly.

    Six or seven Blood Spirit Sect Golden Core cultivators seized the opportunity to pursue Heavenly Luo Sect’s Wei Qing and the betraying blood armor youth.

    “Li Huo Zhen Ren, don’t let the Demon Sect villains succeed.”

    Ancient Sword Zhen Jun instructed the four people behind him.

    Although they didn’t know Blood Bat King’s intentions, stopping the Demon Sect from doing something bad was never a mistake.

    “Wang obeys your orders.”

    On Ancient Sword Zhen Jun’s side, there were only four people: three mid-stage Golden Core and one late-stage Golden Core peak cultivator.

    The leader, the late-stage Golden Core peak, was a young man with sword-like brows and starry eyes, his hair tied up, about thirty years old. He stood on a pale purple gourd treasure and led the charge against the Blood Spirit Sect Golden Core cultivators.

    “Li Huo Zhen Ren!”

    The leading late-stage Golden Core cultivator of the Blood Spirit Sect couldn’t help but show a look of fear.

    The Li Huo divine power of the Li Huo Palace had some restraint over the blood path.

    Moreover, Li Huo Zhen Ren was an Immortal Golden Core, honed in the Demon Sect battlefield for over a hundred years, with a formidable reputation.

    “Hm?”

    Lu Changan, who was observing secretly, felt a familiar aura.

    To be precise, it was very similar to the fourth life’s transformed Li Huo Upper Person.

    Coincidentally, that approaching aura was slowly moving towards him during the battle.

    Lu Changan used the Spirit Eye technique to observe from afar.

    Sure enough, it was Wang Feng from his memories.

    Back then, when he was a Golden Core early-stage cultivator going to the Seven Kingdoms Alliance to fulfill Li Huo Upper Person’s last wish, Wang Feng had also formed an Immortal Golden Core, at the same realm as him.

    As an Earth Spirit Root Immortal Golden Core, with the full support of a Nascent Soul sect’s legacy, Wang Feng’s cultivation progress had surpassed Lu Changan.

    Wang Feng’s combat skills were also excellent. Perhaps he had faced even more hardship, surpassing the Li Huo Upper Person of that same period.

    The pale purple gourd he controlled spewed out cyan-purple flames, forming a vast cloud of fire, its might fierce. It was a bit like a high-grade replica of the top-grade treasure gourd in Lu Changan’s possession.

    The late-stage Golden Core cultivator of the Blood Spirit Sect was being pressured by Wang Feng’s Li Huo divine power, constantly dodging and maneuvering.

    However, the Blood Spirit Sect had more Golden Core cultivators.

    While Blood Bat King was fighting, his blood path power split into two blood spirit bats, each stretching for dozens of feet, possessing the strength of late-stage Golden Core peak cultivators, capable of providing assistance within a certain range.

    “Scatter and escape!”

    Heavenly Luo Sect’s Wei Zongzhu and the betraying blood armor youth split into two directions, escaping towards different parts of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance territory.

    The two blood spirit bats, assisting a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, pursued the blood armor youth.

    The blood armor youth was only a Golden Core early-stage cultivator, his face pale, his breath weak.

    In this situation, it was a certain death.

    Unexpectedly, the blood armor youth’s internal blood essence burned, his spiritual energy boiling and rising, controlling a blood sail treasure. His fighting techniques were exquisite, avoiding strength and seizing weaknesses, fighting as he retreated.

    Unbeknownst to the Seven Kingdoms Alliance cultivators, he had escaped the support range of the blood spirit bats.

    However, at this moment, his spiritual energy was nearly depleted, the treasure’s blood light was dim, and his escape speed was slowing down.

    Facing the mid-stage Golden Core cultivator of the Blood Spirit Sect, the blood armor youth was gradually losing ground, with nearly all his tricks exhausted.

    “If I had known, I would have left directly and ignored that fool of a son-in-law!”

    The blood armor youth felt a tinge of regret.

    After successfully seizing control of the body, he had been summoned to pursue Heavenly Luo Sect’s Master Wei Qing.

    Heavenly Luo Patriarch had intervened to help him for three reasons.

    First, Wei Qing was carrying valuable resources for rebuilding the sect.

    Second, Wei Qing was one of the two remaining late-stage Golden Core cultivators of the Heavenly Luo Sect, with exceptional individual abilities, a pillar of the sect.

    In the future, the Heavenly Luo Sect would need him to continue working hard to establish itself and rebuild its mountain gate in the Seven Kingdoms Alliance.

    Third, after being pursued by Blood Bat King for so long, his physical body had been destroyed, and Heavenly Luo Patriarch was also angry.

    Therefore, after leading him in the wrong direction, Heavenly Luo Patriarch “betrayed” the pursuing team, killing one person, seriously injuring another, and helping Wei Qing escape.

    The plan was successful, and the two of them entered the territory of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance and escaped.

    But they hadn’t expected Blood Bat King to return so quickly, presumably using a blood-consuming and lifespan-consuming technique in his rage.

    They also hadn’t expected Blood Bat King to be so bold as to directly invade the territory of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance, taking the risk of being surrounded and killed by the enemy camp.

    “Heavenly Luo old man! You’ve exhausted your spiritual energy from this body-seizing, and you’ve already used your three chances for Nascent Soul body-seizing. You’re a spent force, why not surrender?”

    The mid-stage Golden Core cultivator of the Blood Spirit Sect, controlling two treasures, one offensive and one defensive, his expression sly, steadily pressed forward.

    During the pursuit, he had received a telepathic message from Blood Bat King, informing him of Heavenly Luo Patriarch’s condition.

    His Nascent Soul spiritual body was also languid, combined with his depleted spiritual energy and blood essence, he wouldn’t be able to use many tricks.

    *Pfft!*

    The blood armor youth suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a cloud of blood mist, swirling for a hundred feet.

    A powerful gust of wind blew the mid-stage Golden Core cultivator of the Blood Spirit Sect away by a considerable distance, causing his two treasures to fall and his protective shield to shatter.

    The blood armor youth, however, was enveloped by the blood mist and quickly pulled away a distance, with a speed comparable to that of a Golden Core cultivator.

    “In this state, forcibly activating a Nascent Soul-level innate treasure will only last a few breaths. It will inevitably backlash afterward, making him even weaker.”

    The mid-stage Golden Core cultivator of the Blood Spirit Sect, his expression cruel, wiped away the blood from his lips and chased after him.

    At most, he would only need to chase for a few hundred miles, and he would be able to capture Heavenly Luo Patriarch.

    A mountain ravine on the border of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance.

    The blood armor youth’s spiritual energy was dry, enduring the weakness and drowsiness in his soul. His body plunged into the ravine.

    Fortunately, the mid-stage Golden Core cultivator of the Blood Spirit Sect had lost track of him, perhaps because they had separated too far and couldn’t catch up.

    He had barely managed to seize control of the body, nearly failing, and his Nascent Soul spiritual body was weak and tired, needing to recuperate.

    “Fortunes favor me. Facing countless calamities, I’ve finally made it through.”

    Heavenly Luo Patriarch sat cross-legged, spat out a spatial ring, and prepared to take out healing holy pills, quickly getting through this period of weakness.

    When a Nascent Soul out-of-body, they could bring along their innate treasure and also carry small objects.

    Spatial rings were quite light. If it were heavier storage pouches, it wouldn’t be possible.

    However, the spatial ring he had only had the capacity of a normal house. Heavenly Luo Patriarch had sacrificed the resources from several storage pouches on his original physical body to do so.

    “Heavenly Luo Daoist, your new body has the inherent aura of the Blood Spirit Sect’s blood path techniques, how can you easily escape pursuit?”

    Suddenly, the rough voice of a middle-aged man came from the treetops nearby.

    “Xiang Jinglong!”

    Heavenly Luo Patriarch’s body trembled, his eyes filled with fear, as he looked at the burly middle-aged man with a wheat-colored complexion and sharp eyes.

    He had escaped countless calamities, but had run into this nemesis again?

    *Thump!*

    The “Xiang Jinglong” waved his hand, tossing the headless body of the Blood Spirit Sect Golden Core cultivator in front of Heavenly Luo Patriarch.

    “Heavenly Luo Daoist, how will you repay my life-saving grace?”

    Lu Changan’s lips curved into a mocking smile.

    He hadn’t intentionally paid attention to the blood armor youth.

    But the familiar aura of the blood armor youth’s final activation of the innate treasure [Wind and Cloud Fan] was sensed by Lu Changan.

    Heavenly Luo Patriarch gave a wry smile and said in a warm tone, “Xiang Zhen Ren had previously obtained the [Zi Wu Qing Feng] for forming a Nascent Soul, and did not cause any trouble. You are a trustworthy robber.”

    “This time, I am willing to hand over all my belongings to repay Xiang Daoist’s life-saving grace.”

    After saying that, Heavenly Luo Patriarch reluctantly and painfully threw away his spatial ring.

    If it were an ordinary Golden Core cultivator, he would still have the possibility to maneuver and outsmart his way out.

    However, Xiang Zhen Ren cultivated both physical and spiritual energies, and was also a quasi-fourth-order puppet master, with no weaknesses to exploit, no room for manipulation.

    It was almost as if, while his spiritual energy was exhausted, he had encountered an equal.

    “Hmm, this can offset my life-saving grace.”

    Lu Changan activated his dantian energy, taking the spatial ring.

    “Xiang Zhen Ren is indeed trustworthy.”

    Heavenly Luo Patriarch smiled, his body tense, his life-saving innate treasure still withheld.

    Just as he was about to stand up and bow, he suddenly noticed the earth-elemental spiritual energy surging up, emitting a powerful pulling force.

    Beneath the soil, a Di Yan Shu (Earth Rock Rat) used the Earth Binding Technique.

    Heavenly Luo Patriarch’s face turned ugly, and he said gloomily, “Xiang Jinglong, leave a sliver of life for everyone—”

    Before he could finish,

    His weak Nascent Soul spiritual body suddenly trembled and felt a deadly threat.

    *Whoosh!*

    In his perception, a shadow of a nail-headed arrow, invisible to the naked eye, flashed past.

    A sharp, eerie blue nail-head, emitting a metallic tearing sound, pierced through his Nascent Soul spiritual body, causing a sharp pain in his consciousness, leaving him confused and delirious, almost causing him to faint.

    *Boom!*

    Heavenly Luo Patriarch’s Nascent Soul spiritual body trembled, and his consciousness returned briefly.

    There was a bloody hole in his head, pierced through by the nail-headed arrow with its strange blue glow.

    The nail-headed arrow pierced not only his head, but also his Nascent Soul spiritual body.

    At the same time, a yellowish-brown glow enveloped the blood armor youth’s entire body, turning him into a lifeless stone sculpture.

    “As expected of a Nascent Soul spiritual body. Even in such a shrunken and weakened state, the reinforced nail-headed arrow couldn’t completely kill it.”

    Lu Changan noticed that Heavenly Luo Patriarch’s Nascent Soul spiritual body was only on the verge of collapse, with his consciousness falling into a deep coma.

    Even if someone came to rescue him, he wouldn’t wake up for a year or two.

    Actually, dealing with Heavenly Luo Patriarch, who was at his wit’s end, defeating him wouldn’t require the nail-headed arrow.

    Lu Changan wanted to be cautious, to prevent some secret techniques, including Nascent Soul out-of-body again.

    Heavenly Luo Patriarch could no longer seize control of another body.

    Nascent Soul out-of-body, causing a self-destruction as a last-ditch counterattack, was still possible.

    Lu Changan didn’t want to give him any chance, so he directly used his trump card, targeting his Nascent Soul spiritual body.

    After confirming it was correct,

    Lu Changan used his dantian energy to shatter the petrified blood armor youth’s head and grabbed it in his hand.

    He immediately applied a few sealing talismans.

    Then, Lu Changan reached out and touched it, using the fourth life’s Nascent Soul-level soul power to transform into invisible tentacles and grab the nearly collapsing Nascent Soul spiritual body.

    *Buzz!*

    The Nine Star Monument deep in his consciousness lit up with a dull white light, following his arm and soul consciousness, enveloping the petrified head’s Nascent Soul spiritual body.

    “Xiang Jinglong—”

    The moment the Nascent Soul spiritual body was imprisoned and pulled away, Heavenly Luo Patriarch’s deeply sleeping consciousness trembled and roared.

    His Nascent Soul spiritual body was imprisoned by a force of law, being crushed into particles within the Nine Star Monument, merging into the fifth life’s frame.

    *Squeak!*

    The Di Yan Shu (Earth Rock Rat) on the other side, found Heavenly Luo Patriarch’s innate treasure [Wind and Cloud Fan] within the blood armor youth’s corpse. It was the sect’s ancestral treasure, passed down for thousands of years.

    Besides several third-order talismans in its sleeves, there was also a scorpion tail needle-shaped treasure, a high-grade treasure for insidious assassination.

    It was normal for Heavenly Luo Patriarch not to have fourth-order talismans.

    Because the Righteous Path Alliance hadn’t had a fourth-order talisman master for the past five hundred years, while the Six Demon Sects did.

    Even if he had a few talismans in stock, after experiencing the Demon Sect war and being pursued by Blood Bat King, he must have already used them.

    The Di Yan Shu (Earth Rock Rat) activated its earth-elemental techniques, quickly destroying the body and evidence.

    Lu Changan collected his spoils, not looking at the spatial ring or the Nine Star Monument.

    The Nascent Soul Zhen Juns were still fighting in the distance, and this location was outside his spiritual sense range.

    *Whoosh!*

    He immediately activated a third-order遁符 (Dun Fu, escaping talisman), taking advantage of the Nascent Soul Zhen Juns’ being preoccupied, to quickly evacuate the scene.

    At this moment, the person from the Central Domain of Great Qing hadn’t entered the Seven Kingdoms Alliance yet.

    Lu Changan had to seize the opportunity to sort through Heavenly Luo Patriarch’s memory sea within the Nine Star Monument, searching for other Nascent Soul artifacts, including the whereabouts of the Heavenly Ying Fruit.

    At the same time.

    Ten thousand miles away from the Seven Kingdoms Alliance, in a plain in the southwest direction.

    A Nascent Soul-level battle had been ongoing for a long time, leaving behind craters in the plains.

    In the sky, twelve Qing Xuan Mu (Blue Profound Wood) swords, each transforming into ten feet in length, spewed out emerald green light, their sword energy crisscrossing, weaving a wood-elemental sword formation that enveloped hundreds of feet in diameter.

    Within the sword formation, the Qing green sword rays of ancient wood reincarnation crisscrossed and flickered densely, exuding a chilling aura of autumnal withering.

    “Aoki Zhen Jun, you actually have hidden such strength!”

    Inside the wood-elemental sword formation, a black-robed elder, sweating profusely, controlled a Pan Long Staff (Coiling Dragon Staff), waving a black mist dragon, real and unreal, struggling to resist the sword formation’s entrapment.

    The black robe of this Demon Sect Nascent Soul was riddled with bloody wounds, his injuries severe.

    The surface of the Pan Long Staff in his hand also bore numerous sword marks from damage.

    This person’s strength was not inferior to Blood Bat King or Ancient Sword Zhen Jun, yet he was being beaten without the ability to resist.

    “To be able to withstand my ‘Qing Xuan Sword Formation’ for a hundred breaths, you are indeed a veteran elder of the Phantom Demon Palace.”

    The ethereal figure controlling the sword formation was a man in a blue robe, with a full forehead and a沧桑 (Cang Sang, weathered) gaze, a face as still as a well, and a calm voice.

    “Aoki Zhen Jun! Let me leave, or the Six Demon Sects will make you pay!”

    Fu Long Zhen Jun coughed up a mouthful of blood and yelled angrily.

    His spiritual energy, which had been erupted, was gradually losing its strength. As he spoke, the protective shield around his body hissed, sliced open by sword rays, adding another bloody wound.

    Fu Long Zhen Jun regretted his decision. While patrolling, his formation感应 (Gan Ying, sensing) detected something abnormal, and he encountered “Aoki Zhen Jun” from the Central Domain of Great Qing.

    According to rumors, Aoki Zhen Jun was mediocre in strength and rarely fought. Fu Long Zhen Jun thought he could easily capture him.

    Even if he couldn’t kill him alone, as long as he held him off, with the help of other Demon Sect Zhen Juns who would arrive later, he would be able to slay him.

    Unexpectedly, Aoki Zhen Jun’s strength exceeded everyone’s expectations.

    He actually possessed twelve 青玄木 (Qing Xuan Mu, Blue Profound Wood) swords made of fourth-order medium-grade material, and he had also cultivated a powerful sword formation.

    The sword formation’s offensive power was no less than that of a Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator.

    “Humph! I am backed by the Ten玄门 (Xuan Men, Sects) of the Righteous Path, how could I fear the Six Demon Sects? You attacked first and now you’re threatening me, don’t blame me for being ruthless with my sword.”

    The man in blue robes remained composed and calm, his Long Qing spiritual energy meridians long and lasting, flowing endlessly.

    *Sssshhhhh!*

    His eyes flashed with coldness, and with a pinch of his fingers, the Qing Xuan Sword Formation compressed further, its power soaring, shattering Fu Long Zhen Jun’s defensive treasure.

    With a boom, countless bloody wounds appeared on Fu Long Zhen Jun’s body, his flesh and blood exploding.

    “Aoki Zhen Jun! The Six Demon Sects won’t let you go—”

    Fu Long Zhen Jun’s Nascent Soul spiritual body escaped, attaching itself to the Pan Long Staff (Coiling Dragon Staff), roaring angrily, flashing through a gap in the sword formation to escape.

    After escaping the sword formation, the Nascent Soul spiritual body, which had made its threat, didn’t notice the mocking smile on the corner of the blue-robed man’s lips.

    Silver threads suddenly emerged from the void, transforming into silver chains crackling with electric arcs, binding the escaping Nascent Soul spiritual body.

    “Confining Soul Rope! How could this玄门 (Xuan Men, Sect) treasure be in your hands—”

    Electric arcs crackled on the surface of the Nascent Soul spiritual body, struggling in vain, soon being captured by Aoki Zhen Jun’s spiritual energy hand and sealed in a jade box.

    After capturing a Demon Sect Nascent Soul, Aoki Zhen Jun didn’t display any joy.

    Instead, his brows furrowed slightly, looking towards a certain direction in the Seven Kingdoms Alliance.

    “After this battle, my spiritual energy has been fully activated. The person in the Seven Kingdoms Alliance has probably felt the connection and noticed something.”

    Aoki Zhen Jun muttered, his expression unpleasant.

    Over a decade ago, he suddenly had a premonition, a sense of destiny, a sense of the origin of the Long Qing Dao Fruit.

    His intuition told him that there was another Long Qing Gong cultivator in the eastern domain of Great Qing.

    However, with the Demon Sect war in the eastern domain and the long distance, it was not wise to go there rashly.

    He prepared thoroughly, sacrificing a lot of his lifespan, nurturing the Qing Xuan Mu (Blue Profound Wood) that formed the sword formation to the quality of fourth-order medium-grade.

    With his current strength and trump card, even if he encountered a Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator in the eastern domain, he would still have the ability to protect himself.

    Only then did Aoki Zhen Jun set off, secretly heading towards the eastern domain of Great Qing.

    Aoki Zhen Jun came from a small family, and during his cultivation years, many key resources for breaking through major realms, as well as secret techniques and treasures to enhance his strength, were obtained by sacrificing his lifespan.

    There was no other way.

    Long Qing Gong was slow to cultivate, and its combat skills were mediocre among those of the same level.

    By sacrificing lifespan to accelerate growth, it was easier to obtain resources for critical breakthroughs, making his own strength stand out among those of the same level.

    Only in this way would he have the ability to compete for the opportunity of the Great Dao.

    “To enhance my strength, my total lifespan is only a thousand years left. I hope the opportunity in the eastern domain of Great Qing can help me advance to Nascent Soul mid-stage.”

    Aoki Zhen Jun suppressed his spiritual energy aura, transforming into a green emerald aura, circling around the edge of the Demon territory and flying towards the direction of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance.

    (End of Chapter)

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