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108: Mysterious Cauldron Vast Sea Art, perfect! Demon Dragon True Body, perfect!“Bang!”

Qin Jiang lifted his foot and crushed Ninth Feng’s head, blood splattering everywhere.

He cupped his hand, making a pulling motion.

Immediately, a faint blue illusory figure floated out from Ninth Feng’s body—it was Ninth Feng’s Soul body.

Ninth Feng’s Soul body looked terrified, “You! How did you do that?!”

Soul Capturing! Even the Chief of the Crimson Phoenix Division couldn’t do it! Only King Huai Your Highness possesses such a method!

He, a mere stray Dragon, with Martial arts cultivation not even matching hers, how could he possibly possess such a method?!

“Judging by your expression, it seems you’ve seen someone else use such a method before, which means I absolutely cannot let you live,” Qin Jiang said with a smile.

Whether it was the Demonic Qi Clone from before or the Soul Capturing method now, both were techniques he cultivated after refining the xuan cauldron’s source power and achieving proficiency in the Mystic Cauldron Vast Sea Skill, combining them with Demonic Dragon Transformation and the Black Fiend Sky Burning Demonic Scripture.

Not only that, Soul Capturing wasn’t its only function; it also had the function of Soul Refining.

He spread his five fingers slightly and pressed them on the top of Ninth Feng’s Soul body. Ninth Feng tried to say something, but before she could open her mouth, her eyes went blank.

Strands of black demonic flames burned on the Soul body, and at the same time, the memories experienced by the Soul body appeared in Qin Jiang’s mind, flowing forward little by little as time passed.

A moment later, Qin Jiang grinned, his sharp Dragon teeth like steel needles.

The Red Phoenix Division’s Twelve Phoenixes—this Red Phoenix Division actually had twelve high-level Secret Martial Artists, and the top three were all Peak Twelfth-rank Secret Martial Artists.

Then, relatively, the Jin Yu Pavilion shouldn’t be far behind, should it?

Interesting.

The scene continued to flow. Just as it was about to retreat to Ningan City, it suddenly appeared in a pavilion, entirely blood-red, with Phoenix patterns carved everywhere.

The perspective of the scene was close to the ground, and in front was a woman whose lower body, clad in a red skirt, was all that could be seen.

When the view rose and reached the red-skirted woman’s face, a red light suddenly flashed, and all memories disappeared, leaving only a pair of blood-red eyes burning with blood flames.

Qin Jiang’s eyes narrowed, and he instantly crushed Ninth Feng’s Soul body.

Almost at the same time, the Blood Kill Sword at his side let out a hum.

With a ’whoosh,’ it directly pierced through the underground palace’s dome and vanished.

Qin Jiang stood rooted to the spot, his eyes still holding a hint of shock, which was then replaced by excitement.

A master! A master far stronger than Long Daosheng! Was it the Chief of the Red Phoenix Division?

In that instant, he only felt as if he was facing a vast expanse of heaven and earth!

Is this what lies beyond Secret Martial? It truly is terrifyingly powerful!

He took a deep breath, and the surrounding Demonic Qi gradually dissipated, his scales also slowly receding.

Walking to the black great cauldron, a mysterious connection came, as if he could command this xuan cauldron.

Looking at the panel, [Mystic Cauldron Vast Sea Skill (Second Layer) (1100 / 7000) [82%]]

Refining nearly five people’s worth of xuan cauldron source power, although some dissipated in between, it still directly pushed his Realm to the second layer.

’Potential, add points, Mystic Cauldron Vast Sea Skill.’

[Mystic Cauldron Vast Sea Skill (Second Layer) (1100 / 7000) [82%], Experience + 43900]

[Mystic Cauldron Vast Sea Skill (Perfection)]

[Detected ’Mystic Cauldron Vast Sea Skill’ has reached the limit of Xuan-grade Martial arts. Do you wish to consume 5000 Potential points to perform Xuan-grade Martial arts leap evolution?]

Boom—!

A magnificent aura shook the entire underground palace, and even the bronze altar beneath his feet developed cracks, which grew larger further outwards!

Clang, clang, clang!

The sound of metal clashing rang out, and bronze pavilions crashed into the cracks.

Qin Jiang waved his hand, and streaks of black light illuminated the surroundings. The scene around him seemed to enter a time reversal; the bronze pavilions returned to their original places, and the cracks gradually healed.

A moment later, everything had almost returned to its original state, with only faint black lines on the altar indicating the traces of where it had once cracked.

After doing all this, Qin Jiang looked at the prompt on the panel and couldn’t help but sigh.

He still remembered that after the Black Fiend Sky Burning Demonic Scripture reached Perfection, it required 3500 Potential points for evolution.

He hadn’t expected that a higher-level leap evolution would only require 5000 points.

Should he lament that the Black Fiend Sky Burning Demonic Scripture required so much, or marvel at the Black Fiend Sky Burning Demonic Scripture’s power?

Recalling it, it was precisely from the day he forged the Black Fiend Demon Statue Skill that he gradually embarked on an invincible path.

To this day, although he has not yet condensed his so-called Martial Destiny, among Secret Martial Artists, he is probably unrivaled.

He lowered his head slightly; thankfully, he had already witnessed the power beyond Secret Martial, so at least there was still a Dao to follow ahead.

Is that Divine Martial?

To be called divine, does it mean having power comparable to a god?

A moment later, he slightly raised his hand, and the xuan cauldron, guided by his power, shrank to the size of a thumb and landed in his palm.

He flicked his finger, and a black thread appeared out of thin air, passing through the cauldron’s ear and hanging at his waist.

’Potential, evolve, Demonic Dragon Transformation.’

[Evolving... Evolution complete.]

[Demonic Dragon Transformation (Perfection) advanced to Demonic Dragon True Body (First Layer) (1 / 4000) [93%]]

[Demonic Dragon True Body (First Layer) (1 / 4000) [93%]]

[Potential Points: 389.6]

’Potential, add points, Demonic Dragon True Body.’

[Demonic Dragon True Body (First Layer) (1 / 4000) [93%], Experience + 35499]

[Demonic Dragon True Body (Perfection)]

[Potential Points: 34.6]

[Detected ’Demonic Dragon True Body’ has reached the limit of Martial arts. Do you wish to consume 3500 Potential points to perform Martial arts evolution?]

Roar—!!!

A fierce Dragon roar shook the heavens, and Qin Jiang’s body instantly underwent Dragon Transformation, turning into a humanoid Demonic Dragon nearly thirty zhang tall!

His majestic body almost overturned the underground palace!

Creak~~~

The bronze altar could not withstand the weight of the Dragon body and the erosion of the Demonic Qi, and the entire structure sank into the ground.

The next moment, the Demonic Dragon body shrank, revealing Qin Jiang’s original appearance.

Looking at the messy altar, he took a deep breath and slightly raised his hand; the entire altar rose from the ground and returned to its original position.

However, compared to before, this time there were not only more cracks, but also faint Demonic Qi escaping from the cracks.

At this moment, if anyone were to stand here, even a Grandmaster-level Martial Artist, their cultivation would be ruined by this thin Demonic Qi.

Closing the panel’s prompts, he had now gone from a rich man to a pauper.

He looked around, confirmed that nothing was left behind, then exited the underground palace, returned to the main hall, and walked towards the gate of life.

On the Canglang River, a huge blood-red pleasure boat flowed with the current, with blood-red streamers everywhere.

Inside the ship, a woman in a red dress stood by the railing of the pavilion, gazing into the distance; that direction was Yuanzhou Prefecture City.

There, the current Governor of Yuan Province was looking back at her.

Whoosh!

The sound of air being torn rang out as a blood-red longsword streaked across the sky, gradually shrinking as it approached the woman, finally landing in her palm and transforming into a hairpin.

She turned around, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes.

With a slight lift of her foot, she walked into the pavilion. A woman in white, with loose black hair, was kneeling on the ground. Upon seeing her, she bowed slightly, “Master.”

The Chief of the Crimson Phoenix Division smiled, walked behind the woman in white, casually gathered her hair, and inserted the hairpin, transformed from the Blood Kill Sword, to secure it.

The woman in white’s expression subtly changed; she had personally given this sword-hairpin to Ninth Feng.

Now the sword-hairpin had returned, but there was no news of Ninth Feng.

“The ruins in Ningan County are destroyed. Send an Incarnation there. If necessary, you can dispatch the Second Phoenix.”

“Yes, Master.”