Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

Chapter 161: Chapter 120: Dragon Battle in the Wild_2

At the base of the tree lay a three-zhang-long yellow earth Spirit Crystal, within which indistinct heavy flowing sands surged, emitting an incredibly dense Spiritual Energy.

The Spiritual Energy condensed into fog, swirling in all directions, making this small piece of land seem like the Immortal Palace Jade Hall at the pinnacle of the Ninth Heaven, a rarity in the human world.

Atop the Spirit Crystal sat a woman, her skin a pale yellow tinged with a shade of jade, her tall and graceful figure unlike that of ordinary women, with ink-black hair cascading over her shoulders, flowing down her straight back, accentuating her stunning curves. She wore an orange-yellow vestment robe, embroidered with spiritual patterns of exotic flowers and strange grass.

Her slender fingers rested quietly on her knees, her breath long and continuous.

"Ancestral Spirit."

A figure emerged from the void, clad in a wide yellow-earth robe, nearly forty years of age with a face unmarked by the ravages of time, and a solid upright posture.

Upon hearing the sound, the woman opened her eyes, which were deep and mysterious, with a gentle mist swirling within them. Upon seeing the newcomer, she slowly stood up and bowed respectfully,

"I have seen the Holy Master."

"The message I just received."

The Primordial Spirit Saint Lord casually threw over a letter.

Shang Zuling caught it with her hand and glanced at it, her gaze slightly narrowing, her clear and jade-like face revealing no sign of emotional ripples:

"Is this message delivered by Chu Zheng himself?"

"What do you think his purpose is?" asked the Primordial Spirit Saint Lord, a trace of solemnity in his eyes.

"Since he has leaked the message to lure people there, he must have prepared a way out, or suddenly obtained some kind of trump card, wanting to test his sword against the world," Shang Zuling said with a faint voice, her eyes slightly twinkling.

"Using himself as bait to draw the dragons into the net, he aims to cut down the dragons and contend for fortune. I fear he has discovered the secret of the aura of the Hidden Dragon List through some means and seeks to instigate conflict ahead of time."

If this message were released, there would likely be no few in the world who could discern this point.

"Do you think this person will be an obstacle for you?" asked the Primordial Spirit Saint Lord, his brows slightly furrowed. What Shang Zuling said was exactly what he was worried about.

"Chu Zheng... born in an inopportune time. If he were born fifty years earlier, maybe he would have had the capital to compete with me," said Shang Zuling indifferently, tossing the jade talisman aside and casually commenting,

"But now it's good as well. In the subsequent ten thousand years, the Cangyun Realm will be his era."

Even with monstrous talent, being born later means a slower start. No matter how rapidly one advances in cultivation, by the time the great competition begins, at best, he could reach the Soul Condensing Realm Perfection. He would still be far behind her.

A Divine Infant is already powerful, standing on a wholly different concept from the cultivators below.

Soul Condensing Great Perfection is still just Soul Condensing; she could crush it with a wave of her hand.

Once she is guided by the Immortal Alliance into the Minor Immortal Realm, Chu Zheng will be thoroughly left behind.

The Minor Immortal Realm is a completely different world from the ordinary ones, capable of nurturing beings at the Immortal King Level, with a cultivation environment exceeding that of the Cangyun Realm by hundreds to thousands of times.

One step behind, ever behind.

Missing this opportunity, Chu Zheng will no longer be qualified to participate in the next Great Tournament of Ten Thousand Sects and can only become a tale of regret, completely submerged in the annals of history.

"This person's growth is simply too rapid. Now he already has the ability to kill Soul Condensing Realm Perfection cultivators. By the time of the competition, I'm afraid..."

The Primordial Spirit Saint Lord shook his head slightly, only resenting that Chu Zheng was not one of the Primordial Spirit Holy Land.

"If the Soul Condensing Realm Perfection cultivator was truly slain by Chu Zheng through his own cultivation, then Nie Yuan would not be alive at this moment. Mid Entry Dao Realm... still far off."

"Ever since Zhao Tingxian took control of the Heavenly Dao, the Cangyun has never experienced another Heavenly Tribulation. Perhaps he does not want the essence of the Cangyun Realm to wane, as it hinders his cultivation."

In response to the concerns of the Primordial Spirit Saint Lord, Shang Zuling's tone remained calm:

"If we cannot leave the Cangyun Realm, the highest we can reach is just the Tongxuan Peak. Just another Geng Yiyang. What is there for the Holy Master to worry about?"

"Chu Zheng is demonically talented, and I fear it will attract the attention of the Immortal Alliance, adding a variable."

What the Primordial Spirit Saint Lord was worried about was that the Immortal Alliance might suddenly take an interest in Chu Zheng.

"From birth, I have been destined to surpass my ancestors and walk a path above the Immortal Kings."

The voice of Shang Zuling remained steady, her profound eyes calm like quiet waters:

"With me here, the Immortal Alliance will not spare Chu Zheng another glance."

No sooner had she spoken than she began again, her tone shifting:

"However, Chu Zheng is destined to rise. Taixuan will revive. Holy Master, you might as well set aside some of the grudges and befriend him. In the ten thousand years to come, the days of the Primordial Spirit Holy Land will be much easier."

She was destined to leave Cangyun, unable to help the Primordial Spirit Holy Land too much, Chu Zheng's influence in the Cangyun Realm would definitely be much greater than hers in the future.

"I have a clear idea in my mind, so this time I will do as he wishes and help him spread the news," she said.

The Primordial Spirit Saint Lord nodded slightly, being a Holy Master himself, he was far more sensitive to the changes in the situation than Shang Zuling had been.

His gaze looked fifty thousand years into the future.

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With the news from the Primordial Spirit Holy Land being released, the entire Southern Region was instantly enveloped with an upheaval.

An ancient battlefield, long forgotten, became the center of the Southern Region almost overnight.

For the other three Holy Lands besides the Primordial Spirit Holy Land, there was no turning back at this moment.

The outflow of the Sect-Defending Secret Scripture meant that their struggle with Chu Zheng had become a fight to the death.

However, it had to be admitted that Chu Zheng's rate of growth had completely exceeded their control.

Once Chu Zheng truly entered the Soul Condensing Realm, and the Divine Infants were unable to take action, the situation would instantly flip completely.

By that time, it was highly likely that Chu Zheng alone would hunt down all the true transmissions of the Holy Lands.

From any angle, this attempt at encirclement was very likely their last chance to eliminate Chu Zheng.

In just a few days, the Immortal Martial Battlefield was heavily sealed off, but a gap was reluctantly left open to the south.

More than five hundred Soul Condensing Monks, each wielding High Grade Magic Treasures, piloted battle boats and carried the battle flag of the Taixuan Holy Land, converging on this location.

A blaze of Divine Fire, imprinted on a battle flag with a red base and silver patterns, fluttered in the wind.

The battle flag held extraordinary significance; no cultivator would dare to forge it.

These monks, commanded by the Taixuan Holy Land, had come to this place to escort Chu Zheng back to Taixuan.

Although these temporarily summoned Loose Cultivators had received orders, they were not prepared to take the risk of entering the battlefield and getting caught up in the strife between Chu Zheng and the several Holy Lands.

At most, they could open up a path of life for Chu Zheng under a cordon of heaven and earth.

At least, when Chu Zheng was ready to flee, he wouldn't be surrounded on all sides.

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In a corner of the battlefield.

Chu Zheng sat cross-legged on a low peak, using up all of his daily repair attempts.

[Sun Wheel Mirror (Fifth Order/Incomplete): A Superior Divine Weapon containing a space to store Essence of the Great Sun, capable of Condensing the Great Sun True Flame to burn enemies. It was shattered by a single hit, space broken, Spiritual Energy entirely lost, repairable (125/500)]

Repairing the Sun Wheel Mirror first was the result of Chu Zheng's careful consideration.

The Great Sun True Flame was a Divine Fire of very High Quality and would be of great help to the Taixuan Divine Fire Scripture.

Currently, his Celestial Foundation was only at the sixth layer, but with the emergence of the Five Elements Immortal Bones, he still had huge room for improvement.

According to the talent of a Superior Immortal Bone, he could at least raise his Celestial Foundation to the eighth or even the ninth layer.

Sensing the surge of powerful Yuan Qi vibrations approaching from a distance, Chu Zheng's eyes slightly flashed as he closed the panel and summoned thirty-six Heavenly Aura Broken Swords to hover around him.

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After the initial repair, these broken swords could once again channel Spiritual Energy, and although they lacked the might of a Spiritual Treasure, they were no less sharp than Top Quality Magical Treasures in terms of edge.

Chu Zheng picked the most intact Heavenly Aura Sword to float in front of him, while the remaining thirty-five were arranged according to the Five Elements positions and, employing the Invisibility Technique, vanished into the Void.

Within the Great Circulatory Qi Guideline, there was a Sword Array called 'Great Five Elements Sword Formation,' requiring three thousand, five hundred and one Flying Swords.

Currently, what Chu Zheng used was a minor Sword Array extracted from the Great Five Elements Sword Formation, aptly called 'Minor Five Elements Sword Formation.'

One sword in the Central Palace, with seven sharp swords in the positions of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, in total thirty-six Flying Swords, their might extremely powerful.

The only shortcoming was that the Heavenly Aura Swords had a single attribute; they were all made from Phoenix Blood Wood, belonging to the extreme yang of Fire Attribute, hence the Sword Array had some flaws.

Having made his preparations, he looked up into the distance, watching the Cultivators draw nearer with a faint smile, then he slipped into the Void.

"I have been waiting for you for some time," he said.