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At the same time, Jiang Yang also did not relax. He began to use his weak and weak cultivation base to slowly regulate his aura and heal his injuries according to the youth's memories. In the blink of an eye, it was already evening. Jiang Yang breathed out a mouthful of impure air as a chunk of jet-black blood was spat out from his mouth.

After a day of treatment, Jiang Yang could finally move a little. In fact, this youth didn't die because of excessive injuries. It was because of the three years he had been suffering from oppression, bullying, and contempt from his fellow brothers and sisters. In addition, ever since his spirit root had been severed, his body had become worse with each passing day. The reason he was able to live to this day could also be considered because of his strong will.

"Transmigration in movies is something that happens the moment one is born. My end is actually so miserable."

Although Jiang Yang was mocking himself, he wasn't disappointed at all. On the contrary, his eyes were full of viciousness. In his previous life, he lived in a muddy world, and he alone was incapable of changing anything. However, in this life, it was different. Above the Profound Heaven Nine Prefectures, the strong were respected! It wasn't because he had good methods, but because his scheming was deep enough to possess many things and control the lives of others. In here, only those who truly possessed strength had the right to control themselves.

On Earth, Jiang Yang spent a year's time and designed many ways to continuously train himself. In the end, he still died. But this place was different. The power of a cultivator could dominate everything. Being wronged, he didn't need to tell others the truth. He could just use his strength to take back what he had lost!

The rivers of this world had been lost far, far too many times. Even their lives had been taken away by others. And now, a new Jiang Yang had reappeared in this world. The memories of that Jiang Yang from before were the memories of the present Jiang Yang. Since it was something that Jiang Yang had lost, then Jiang Yang would take it all back!

Three days in a row, Jiang Yang was recovering his body in his broken shack. Although the food inside the shack tasted bad, it was enough for Jiang Yang to eat for a few days.

On the third day, Jiang Yang's body had almost fully recovered. Now, Jiang Yang was ready to start cultivating in this world. Originally, three years ago, Jiang Yang was already a Heaven's Pride at the fifth level of the Qi Condensation realm. However, it was because his second brother had used a method on the battling field to fake an accident and eventually abolished Jiang Yang's spirit root. Right now, Jiang Yang was probably a Qi Condensation martial artist, at least, he was at the eighth level of the Qi Condensation realm.

That day, for some reason, Jiang Yang suddenly felt dizzy when he was halfway through the fight with his second brother, Jiang Quan Hu, who was in the same family as him. Before Jiang Yang could react, Jiang Quan Hu's sword had cut off his spirit root. If his cousin hadn't saved him, Jiang Yang probably would have lost his life at that time.

However, Jiang Quan Hu who crippled Jiang Yang didn't receive any punishment. On the contrary, his family had already lost a heaven's pride expert with a spirit root. The family regarded him more highly, and Jiang Yang began to be slowly ignored by the family. As for Jiang Yang's father, even when Jiang Yang was still that heaven's pride level expert, he had never once looked at him directly. This was because it was said that Jiang Yang's mother, who had passed away early, didn't like her father. He had only married into the Jiang family because his family had forced his to do so. There were even rumors outside that Jiang Yang's mother once had a lover, and that Jiang Yang might not be of the Jiang family bloodline.

When Jiang Yang's mother was born, he was already weak. In addition to all the rumors, she eventually died on the bed.

"He is also a pitiful person ?" Jiang Yang sighed and slowly calmed himself down. The power that floated between heaven and earth began to be absorbed into his body.

In his memory, Jiang Yang found out. The cultivation of the human race on this continent was to absorb the spiritual energy of the world, to constantly strengthen their own bodies and to develop the supernatural ability of their bodies. The ultimate goal of cultivation was to become an immortal, immortal, and eternal immortal!

Immortals were legendary existences. On the continent of the Mysterious Heaven Nine Prefectures, the legend of immortals had always existed. For example, in less than twenty thousand years, a calamity would descend upon the Nine Prefectures. The three great eras that had existed before all went on from one catastrophe to another. Because of the existence of Immortals, cultivators who had reached Immortal Ascension were able to repair the great Dao of Heaven and Earth and save all living things during the Apocalypse. However, if there were no deities born in that era, when the great era arrived, the continent of the Nine Provinces would be destroyed. A new era would be born from the ruins of the old era.

Even if the former immortals wanted to attack, they had no way of knowing that the laws of the world were restricting the immortals of the world. Only the new Immortals had the right to save the continent of the Nine Prefectures.

However, he was still too far away from Jiang Yang. Who wouldn't want to become an immortal in this world? He had become the supreme existence in this world, and no one could violate him in the slightest.

While cultivating, Jiang Yang also had fantasies about the Immortal Dao. Jiang Yang's memories were simply too strong. He desperately wanted to become an immortal just to revive his mother.

Jiang Yang tried his best to suppress his thoughts, settling his heart into a state of cultivation. The path of training was as difficult as climbing a mountain. Moreover, this was the first time that Jiang Yang had started cultivating. He needed to quickly settle down and there was still a bit of pressure.

It took a full hour for Jiang Yang to subdue those complicated thoughts. When he entered this state, Jiang Yang immediately felt that the world around him began to change. The flowers and grass outside seemed to have life, as if they were breathing and conversing.

The mysterious energy that existed between the heavens and the earth began to gather in Jiang Yang's body. A warm current flowed from his dantian into his eight extraordinary meridians. However, this warm current suddenly stopped halfway through.

Jiang Yang, who had cultivated to this stage, immediately opened his eyes and clenched his fists.

"Dammit, those broken spiritual roots made me unable to continue cultivating!"

On this continent, the loss of one's spiritual roots meant that the path of cultivation would forever be cut off. If he didn't have the means, it would be difficult for him to have the opportunity to cultivate again.

Jiang Yang calmed down his agitated heart and calmed himself down. He had the same feeling as before. The Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth started to condense, but soon, it stopped. With his spirit root cut off, he was unable to circulate the spiritual energy in his body.

However, Jiang Yang was not the type of person who would easily give up. In order to kill Zhu Rong, he had been planning since he was 16 years old, and he could even survive a year of bloody and boring days.