Divine Cultivator Of Mystical Meridians/C368 The Sacrifice of the Lonely Grave
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C368 The Sacrifice of the Lonely Grave

Putting aside the fact that Gan Yuan's strength had already reached a critical point of the Core Transformation Stage, there was only a slight gap between him and the Nascent Infant Stage. As long as he was given ten years, he would definitely be able to break through this final barrier. He would become the number one Nascent Infant Stage cultivator in the entire cultivation realm, and he would also be able to find the Heaven and Earth Sleeve Mantra in an ancient immortal cave. One should know that the Heaven and Earth Sleeve was the Immortal Art of the ancestor of the Earth Immortals,immortal Zhenyuan. Although he had only mastered one level of it, if he continued to cultivate it, he would have to break through to the Late Period of Core Transformation Stage and enter the Nascent Infant Stage before he could cultivate it. However, Immortal Arts were Immortal Arts. He believed in the power of this Immortal Art. No one in this world was his match. This was also the reason why he was so confident.

But now, he discovered with astonishment that Chen Tianming had actually resisted his first layer of the Universe Sleeve with just his Mid Period ofCore Transformation Stage cultivation base.

Beads of sweat began to form on Gan Yuan's forehead. Bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. Immortal arts were after all Immortal Arts, and the consumption of Vital Spirit was enormous. In just a short period of time,gan Yuan felt like the Vital Spirit couldn't be connected to him.

In the midst of the huge suction force, the three-colored light on Chen Tianming's body flickered. Although the consumption was huge, the three Core in his body were complementary to each other, continuously supplying Chen Tianming with Genuine Qi.

"Hmph! You want to take me in?!" Chen Tianming let out a cold snort. The three-colored Genuine Qi suddenly expanded, and the huge suction force on Chen Tianming's body paused for a moment.

Gan Yuan was shocked. He violently shook both of his sleeves, but right at this moment, an incomparably overbearing combat intent crazily surged into his sea of consciousness. The overbearing storm of consciousness rampaged in his head, and tore apart Gan Yuan's sea of consciousness layer by layer!

Looking at Chen Tianming again, purple light burst out from between his brows. It was like the third eye of a god, flickering with an incomparably overbearing might.

Argh... Gan Yuan screamed in pain. He held his head with both hands. Like a large prawn, he bent his body. The enormous suction force of the Heaven and Earth Sleeve, without the support of the Gan Yuan Vital Spirit, immediately withdrew.

Chen Tianming stood proudly in the air. The purple light between his eyebrows faded and he looked at the dry source with pity. He raised his palm and the smoke and silver light flashed. It quickly circled around the dry source's body and returned to Chen Tianming's hand.

"Hiss... Hiss... Hiss..."

Blood spurted out from Gan Yuan's body, and it became more and more. Like a balloon that was filled with holes, the blood soaked Gan Yuan's clothes in the blink of an eye.

Gan Yuan looked at Chen Tianming in pain. At this point, he didn't believe that he would lose. Moreover, he had lost so thoroughly that he didn't even have the chance to turn the situation around.

"You..." Gan Yuan's throat swelled. His eyes turned white as he fell backwards.

Chen Tianming, who was standing in the air, flashed and appeared in front of Gan Yuan. Both of his eyes shot out a fierce light.

A silver light flashed past Gan Yuan's neck before he fell to the ground. He was sent flying by a huge wave of blood. Blood poured down like rain, soaking Chen Tianming's body and his hair. It also soaked Chen Tianming's heart.

The dry source, which had lost its head, fell into a pool of blood.

Chen Tianming gently shook his head and wiped his face with his hand. The blood on his face slid down his face.

After silently walking past Gan Yuan's headless corpse, Chen Tianming slowly walked towards Chuyun who was lying on the ground.

"Puff!"

Chen Tianming knelt down on both knees and gently turned Chuyun's corpse over. Seeing Chuyun's eyes, which could not even die in peace, Chen Tianming's heart was in so much pain.

After a long while, Chen Tianming sighed and gently reached out his hand to wipe Chuyun's eyes that could not rest in peace. Finally, he let Chuyun close her eyes.

Silence...

Chen Tianming stood up, picked up Chuyun's corpse, and walked away.

Halfway up the Primitive Mountain.

Green pine trees were like a painting, and the sea was like a clear sea!

Chen Tianming, who was bathed in blood, grabbed a handful of dirt beside him and lightly covered a small mound in front of him. He patted the dirt with force and solidly patted it.

Chen Tianming said softly to himself while he was repairing the grave, "Chuyun. I didn't expect that I would harm you, but you can rest assured. The person who harmed you... I have already buried him with you! I hope you can rest in peace in the spring and be reincarnated soon! " Chen Tianming knelt in front of Chuyun's grave with both knees. He placed one hand on the grave and turned his head. He looked around at the picturesque scenery around the grave and chuckled. He said, "The Feng Shui here is excellent, the scenery is like a painting. I hope you like it!" Finally, he grabbed a handful of dirt and stood up. He bent down and covered the dirt on top of the grave. He patted it twice, and the dirt on the ground was solid again.

"Nameless name, so I won't set up a monument for you. The green mountain is your companion, the green forest is your friend. I hope you can be happy under the spring too!" Chen Tianming bowed deeply to the grave three times. He stared at the grave for a while, then he turned around resolutely and used his movement technique to climb up the mountain.

When he once again arrived at the enormous garden, it was just that the area close to the lake had already turned into ruins. That large expanse of beautiful scenery had even been swept away by the great battle and left behind. Only the large expanse of corpses remained. Bloodstains...

There was no one in the garden outside the main hall. Those who were alive were buried with Chuyun in the Yellow Spring. They were all from the same sect, but none of them had human nature. What was the point of staying behind?

When Chen Tianming saw Chuyun's senior and junior brothers and sisters, when they saw Chuyun's corpse, no one actually frowned. Relationships were so cold that Chen Tianming already had a crazy desire to kill them.

Not a single one of them was left alive, and all of them were killed!

Although his means were cruel, Chen Tianming did not regret what he had done. Even if he had to face the public criticism in the future, he would still choose to do so!

The Primitive Palace stood tall and majestic. The huge palace was at least thirty stories tall, and it was beautifully decorated. The huge palace door was more than thirty meters tall. Standing in front of the palace door, Chen Tianming felt as if he was standing in front of the Southern Sky Gate. The entire palace was filled with an incomparably thick and boundless aura.

"Rumble!" Chen Tianming held the palace door with both hands. The Genuine Qi inside his body rose and spread to both of his hands in an instant. The huge palace door was pushed open by a huge crack.

Although the crack was small, it was enough for Chen Tianming to pass through by himself. One had to know that it required twenty disciples to use all their strength to open this huge door at the same time.

When they entered the Main Hall, the ground was covered with huge white jade stones. On both sides of the hall, there was a row of huge dragon jade pillars carved from dragon carvings. Each dragon jade pillar was as thick as five people hugging each other. Two rows of dragon jade pillars were neatly arranged on both sides of the hall. At the end of the straight line was a row of stairs leading to the top. There was a large jade platform from the stairs, and a jade chair was placed on the platform.

The exquisite jade chair was glittering with green light. It was obvious that it was not an ordinary item.

"Da Da Da..."

Chen Tianming's crisp footsteps echoed in the Primitive Palace. Chen Tianming looked straight at the large jade platform because there was a dark and dark door behind the jade chair.

Very quickly, Chen Tianming passed through the jade chair and entered the empty door. Although the jade chair was good, Chen Tianming did not even look at it. His heart was no longer on him.

...

"Hahaha, you are still mine! Snatch it from me,i'll let you snatch it from me! Guu Chunfeng let out an incomparably crazy voice. His hair was disheveled and his eyes were filled with ruthlessness. At the same time, he held a flying sword in his hand and pointed it at Abbess Jing Yi.

"Bastard! You traitor, do you want to bully your master and destroy your ancestors?" Abbess Jing Yi's body trembled. She looked at Guu Chunfeng, who did not look like a human or a ghost, and angrily rebuked him.

At this moment, Abbess Jing Yi's entire body was covered with scars. Under the damaged underground robe, there were deep wounds that could see the bones. But at this moment, Abbess Jing Yi seemed as if she did not even have the strength to truss a chicken. She could only open her arms. She tried her best to block that menacing Guu Chunfeng and did not let him attack. Behind Abbess Jing Yi was the unconscious Xiao Xiao. Half of Xiao Xiao's clothes had been ripped off and her shoulders were exposed. Her white skin was even brighter and brighter.

Guu Chunfeng looked down at Xiao Xiao and licked his lips lewdly. He laughed fiercely, "Jingyi, you old woman. If you try to stop me again, even if you cheat on my master and destroy my ancestors,i will still cut you off!" He paused for a moment. He gently lifted Abbess Jing Yi's chin with the tip of his sword and continued with a lewd smile, "If you want to accompany me... Of course, you can too! Of course, you shouldn't expect anyone to save you. Then what about the Supreme Elder? That old fellow is just a narcissist and still obediently listen to me. Hahaha... Hmph! Hahaha... I was expecting that kid to appear, it really did not exceed my expectations. I reckon that kid is currently kneeling down and licking his arrogant toe! " He used the tip of his sword to lightly press it against Abbess Jing Yi's face. The dark red blood followed the tip of the sword to the deep wound and quickly dripped down.

Although Abbess Jing Yi was over a hundred years old, the cultivator could not tell her age. No matter how one looked at it, Abbess Jing Yi was only in her early thirties. It was precisely the look of a middle-aged woman. Such a strike had already disfigured her face.

Abbess Jing Yi looked at the frenzied Guu Chunfeng with resentment. She did not seem to be aware of the blood dripping from her face. She only stared at Guu Chunfeng angrily and said with regret, "I really regret being blind back then. Why would I take a fancy to a beast like you!"

"Humph! I am a beast. My beast was also taught by you old bastards! I will say it again! Get out of my way! Do you think you can stop me with your current cultivation base at the late Spirit Silence stage? " Guu Chunfeng roared.

"I can't do anything to you right now. If you want to kill me, just kill me!" Abbess Jing Yi leaned back and completely covered Xiao Xiao's curled up body. At the same time, she closed her eyes.

A fierce light flashed in Guu Chunfeng's eyes and he shouted. "Since you want to die, then go to hell!" The hand that was holding the sword suddenly rushed forward and the tip of the sword went straight to Abbess Jing Yi's throat.

"Ding! Ding!"

At the critical moment, a sharp finger force hit the sword in Guu Chunfeng's hand. The tip of the sword went sideways and Guu Chunfeng's hand became unstable. The flying sword flew out of his hand and the barbs were on the wall. The hilt of the sword was still vibrating.

Guu Chunfeng held the torn palm of his hand and looked at the trembling flying sword nailed to the wall in fear. He suddenly turned around and saw the biggest nightmare in his life.

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