Crash! Crash!
Lu Xuanji felt the transformation of his body, sensing the wonders of the Creation Dao Body, and turned into a stream of light, vanishing from sight.
...
Following the sense within the depths, Lu Xuanji advanced toward a certain direction.
Along the way, he encountered many ruins, beneath which lay nurous treasures. He activated secret techniques to directly seize them.
These treasures were of great use to him as well.
To compete for so of the treasures, so cultivators engaged in fierce battles, fighting bloodily.
The void was filled with bloodshed, and one after another, powerful beings were being annihilated.
Swish!
At this mont, the void was trembling.
Endless flas surged forth, condensing into a phoenix, burning towards them.
Lu Xuanji activated a secret technique to ward off the attack, the void sizzled as the flas extinguished.
The Void Refining Cultivator's footsteps flickered, turning into a stream of light attacking ferociously, punching fast and fiercely with domineering techniques.
Lu Xuanji swung his fist, striking with a thunderous punch.
The punch shattered like thunder.
The Void Refining Cultivator was struck and sent flying, his body cracking and starting to bleed.
Just from the initial encounter, this Void Refining Cultivator was already injured.
This injury not only didn't suppress him but rather excited him.
The qi and blood within him boiled, the phoenix fire burned, and his aura continuously escalated, he shouted sternly, "I am Feng Jiutian, here to duel with you!"
As if the aura was pushed to its peak, behind him appeared the silhouette of a phoenix.
Scree! Scree!
At the mont the Great Power of Void Refining reached the peak of his aura, his escape light flickered, his palm transford, morphing into a grasping stance, attacking, "Phoenix Claw."
Lu Xuanji's palm transford, forming a Fist Seal, imbued with the majesty of creation and world-turning, akin to an Immortal King's descent, he unleashed a punch.
Boom! Boom!
The two collided once again.
Feng Jiutian felt his body continuously trembling, his arm directly snapped, involuntarily activating secret techniques, the blood of the phoenix burned, transforming into surging power, forcefully increasing his strength by three layers, his aura soared once more, and the broken arm nded again.
A long saber appeared in his palm, the saber bore a colorful hue, engraved with the relief of a phoenix.
As the long saber slashed out, golden flas rose, surging constantly, transforming into a line of fire hacking downward.
At this mont, Lu Xuanji activated the Ant Emperor Divine Form, an ant with a crown appeared behind him, resembling the emperor among ants; an inexplicable Dao charm infused his body, his muscles swelled, emitting a crackling noise.
Taking another step forward, he punched out.
The long saber flew backward once again, alongside Feng Jiutian.
"Damn it, why is the gap so vast!"
Feng Jiutian flashed a hint of unwillingness, red light flickered under his feet, intending to escape.
"Fight if you want to fight, flee if you want to flee. There's no such convenience in this world!" Lu Xuanji sneered, his aura soared, the long saber in his hand flashed, transforming into a decisive kill, striking down directly.
The phoenix had just flown a hundred ters away when it was struck by a sword light, its body torn apart into two.
The Great Power of Void Refining hastily activated secret techniques, attempting to reassemble his body for another escape.
But within the void, a vast barrier descended, directly sealing him and throwing him into the Origin Cauldron.
The Dao Fire burned, consuming everything.
Amidst a sizzling noise, this Void Refining Cultivator was turned to ash, perishing on the spot.
"What was the point!"
Lu Xuanji said coldly.
The weak kill out of necessity; the strong kill without any justification.
It could rely be a matter of finding soone unpleasant and drawing a blade to kill.
Often, the reasons are utterly inexplicable.
Often, there's simply no reason.
"This is..."
Suddenly, Lu Xuanji noticed within the Origin Cauldron, most things had turned to ash. Only a red treasure sword sparkled with a bright light.
Crack!
Exerting force to grip it, yet the treasure sword was exceptionally sturdy, showing no signs of wear.
"Interesting, though the Dao Patterns on this treasure sword are worn more than half, the material remains firm. This is at least a Seventh Grade High-Level Spirit Treasure. Unfortunately, it's heavily damaged from battle, leaving only a shell!" Holding the treasure sword, Lu Xuanji sighed slightly.
After the fierce battle, many Spirit Treasures sustained damage, so severely so, to the point of being unusable.
This treasure sword before him was at the brink of being scrapped.
The damage was so severe it couldn't be repaired, it could only be re-lted, refined into materials, and reforged into so Spirit Treasures.
...
With his figure flickering, Lu Xuanji traveled through the mountains, encountering nurous ruins along the way.
Searching within the ruins, he found so broken Spirit Treasures, shattered Spirit dicines, ancient books, and so Supre Secret Techniques, among the many treasures he ca across in this place.
While treasures were scarce here, their quality was of the highest tier.
Many were useful to Divinity Transformation Cultivators, and a few to Void Refining Cultivators.
However, correspondingly, the battles were exceptionally fierce.
For a Spirit dicine, life-and-death battles, bloodshed in the void; for a fragnted Secret Treasure, bloody fights ensued; so fought to the death over a few words of argunt; so simply fought because they found each other unpleasant. At any mont, cultivators were shedding blood, at any mont, cultivators were falling, turning into corpses.
Many believed that with their formidable cultivation, Void Refining Cultivators should naturally have powerful ntal realms.
In fact, they were mistaken, Void Refining Cultivators were no different from ordinary people.
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