C51 Promotion to Essence Condensation

After Lee Zhuohua walked off the arena, the awards ceremony for the two groups' championships came to an end. After that, Lian Nichang handed over the Qian Yuan Academy qualification token in her hand to the top five contestants of the two groups.

Amongst them, Chiang Wenn and Duanqiancheng were the exception. The rest were told that they would be leaving for Qian Yuan Academy in five days. Lian Nichang told them to go back and arrange the relevant matters and then leave with her in five days.

Lee Zhuohua, on the other hand, returned to the residence of Liu Jingrann and his sister after leaving the drill ground.

Because he had been touched by what had happened during this period of time, Lee Zhuohua felt that his state of mind had loosened, so he wanted to take this opportunity to return and start the second step of cultivation to cut off my Dao.

Two days later.

As the selection ended, the audience returned to where they had come from, and the deserted streets began to fill with people. Some were walking, some were eating at street vendors, and some were talking about the selection.

And at the corner of the street was a house, its gates shut, as if cut off from the outside world.

Looking through the door, Zhao Feng saw a white-robed male sitting cross-legged on a large green stone in the courtyard.

Lee Zhuohua had been sitting here since he came back from the drill ground. Two days had passed, but he had not seen Lee Zhuohua move.

Outside, Lee Zhuohua's eyes were closed. One could see wisps of white smoke rising from his pores as he breathed.

Inside, however, the situation in Lee Zhuohua's sea of consciousness was extremely dangerous.

In the depths of his sea of consciousness.

A seven-foot-long blade with a cold aura was standing above Lee Zhuohua's head, and the cold light was threatening to slash down at any moment.

This sword was about seven feet long, and it was completely silver in color. Its entire body was emitting an oppressive aura, and it was precisely the Self Severing Sword that had been transformed from the Dao of Self Severing.

As for Lee Zhuohua, the situation below him was not optimistic. His long hair that was tied neatly behind his head had already fallen down, but his standing body was trembling slightly, and even his breathing had become short.

In these past two days, Lee Zhuohua had suffered countless slashes from the Self Severing Sword, and the degree of devastation could be imagined.

And this time, the Self Severing Sword was completely different from the last time. Last time, it was the Self Severing Sword that was formed from Lee Zhuohua's physical strength that slashed at his physical foundation.

This time, Lee Zhuohua was going to level up to the Condensing Origin Stage, so the Severing My Sword was formed with Lee Zhuohua's strength of Yuang.

Originally, Lee Zhuohua thought that he had lost all of his cultivation, and that there was not a single trace of Yuang left in his body. He believed that the power required to slash my sword was empty, and that it would be extremely easy to slash my Dao this time.

However, Lee Zhuohua had left out something very important, something that had caused him to suffer several times more in the past two days.

It was the Dao Fruit of Life in his body. The Dao Fruit of Life Of Life was the Dao Fruit that Lee Zhuohua had proven with his entire lifetime's cultivation. The amount of Yuang contained within it was extremely majestic.

One had to know that Lee Zhuohua originally cultivated the Dao of Life and Death of Yin and Yang, and the strength of the Yuang in the body of the person who cultivated this Dao was far greater than that of an ordinary cultivator.

Thus, the source of the power that slashed my Dao was this Dao Fruit Of Life. This result caused Lee Zhuohua, who was originally in a good mood, to be miserable beyond compare.

"This... This chicken thief actually picked up a loophole in my Dao Fruit Of Life. Truly, truly..." Lee Zhuohua raised his head and looked at the Self-Cleaving Sword in the air as he spoke angrily.

He never would have thought that the Self Severing Slash would be so cunning. Without using the true condition of his body, he would have been lucky that this slash only extracted Yuang's energy. If he extracted the energy from the Dao Fruit of Life's higher realm, it would kill him.

After all, Lee Zhuohua's previous realm was enough to look down on the current world.

Actually, he could not blame Lee Zhuohua for cutting his sword. This was because cutting one's Dao was to use the cultivator's own strength to cut one's own foundation. If Lee Zhuohua completely gave up on the Dao Fruit of Life, then the situation would be as easy as he had imagined.

But he did not give it up, and he smelted it into his own body, and he could only blame himself.

That was fate.

"We still need this last slash. If we can survive it, then we will advance to the Essence Condensation Realm. If we can't survive, then we will really be in trouble." Lee Zhuohua looked at the Self-Cleaving Sword above his head and said while baring his teeth.

For the past two days, Lee Zhuohua's foundation of Essence Condensation had not been cut open, and until now, it was only a crack. But intuition told Lee Zhuohua that this slash was the most critical, and would definitely cut open his foundation of Essence Condensation.

But there was danger. If he couldn't make it, it wouldn't be as simple as breaking the foundation. It would be cutting the foundation.

Thinking of this, Lee Zhuohua gritted his teeth and said angrily: "It's impossible for me to not make it through. I really don't believe that I can be cut to death by my own strength."

At this moment, the Self Severing Sword above Lee Zhuohua's head let out a light ring, as if it was reminding Lee Zhuohua that this slash was about to fall.

Lee Zhuohua's expression also became serious, ready to receive this slash.

The seven-foot long sword's body trembled, and a cold light shone brightly. It turned the sword around and slashed towards Lee Zhuohua's Divine Gate.

"He's here!" Lee Zhuohua shouted in a low voice, completely on guard.

"Clang!"

The seven-foot green blade directly slashed down on Lee Zhuohua's Divine Gate, emitting an ear-piercing sound of slashing. The foundation of the Essence Condensing was still not cut apart.

But this was not the end. The blade of the Self Severing Sword trembled once again, emitting a sword hum, as if it was accumulating strength.

"Chi - - "

As the Self-Cleaving Sword continued to gather strength, the ear-piercing sound of metal cutting could be heard from Lee Zhuohua's Divine Gate.

Lee Zhuohua, who could feel the Self Severing Sword slashing down, bared his teeth at this moment, "So you are treating my head like a wood saw!"

Lee Zhuohua thought with some ridicule in his heart, but he also knew what was going on in front of him. If he still could not cut through the foundation of the Essence Condensation, then he would be doomed later.

At this moment.

"Crack!"

The sound of something shattering rang out in Lee Zhuohua's ears. Lee Zhuohua's face lit up when he heard the sound, knowing that it was a success.

As expected, when the cracking sound rang out, the seven-foot green blade also shook for a moment before instantly dissipating into Lee Zhuohua's broken Yuan Condensation foundation.

Lee Zhuohua's Yuan Condensation foundation had finally been cut apart. He could feel that traces of Yuang began to surge into the meridians in his body. They slowly turned into strands and then rolled around.

He had finally advanced to the Condensing Origin Stage.

In the courtyard of the house.

Lee Zhuohua, who was sitting on a large limestone in the courtyard with his legs crossed, suddenly opened his eyes. His consciousness instantly retreated from his sea of consciousness.

When he opened his eyes, Lee Zhuohua was so exhausted that he collapsed to the side. His forehead was covered with bean-sized sweat, and even his clothes were soaked.

"Hu, I finally succeeded." Lee Zhuohua, who was paralyzed on the ground, let out a breath of turbid air and said.

If one did not experience it personally, no one would know how hard it was for Lee Zhuohua to endure these two days. Only he himself knew that although these two days seemed to be very short, Lee Zhuohua felt that two years had passed in his sea of consciousness.

Lee Zhuohua carefully felt the Yuang in his body. He laid on the ground and raised his right hand. He clenched his fist, and an explosive sound came from his palm.

This was the result of Lee Zhuohua's grabbing speed being too fast, which caused the air in his palm to be compressed.

Seeing this result, Lee Zhuohua smiled in satisfaction. His physical strength was already strong enough, but now that he had advanced to the Condensing Origin Stage, his strength had become even stronger with the help of the Yuang.