Translator: AnubisTL
After dispersing the two demon spirits within the weasel's body, Li Qing swiftly moved to perform soul-searching and soul-refining on the remaining spiritual sense.
In the end, he obtained some fragmented information, including the blood refinement secret technique.
"So it's a blood refinement secret technique created for the demon race. Whether humans can use it is another matter. No wonder they didn't give me the technique directly."
From the incomplete scriptures, Li Qing deduced that the blood refinement secret technique would likely be ineffective for humans. It required refining the blood of various powerful creatures—at least a dozen different types, and each sample had to be essence blood from the divine transformation realm.
In the human realm, finding so many creatures in the divine transformation realm would be nearly impossible, let alone collecting such a diverse range of essence blood.
After storing the weasel's corpse, Li Qing flew toward the Myriad Beasts Secret Realm, intending to force his way into the demon realm's ancestral land to verify the existence of the Rakshasa Fruit.
"I hope this weasel wasn't lying to me."
Soon, Li Qing arrived outside the Myriad Beasts Secret Realm. He gazed at the spatial node leading to the ancestral land, carefully analyzing it.
The Myriad Beasts Secret Realm wasn't scheduled to open yet. To open it prematurely, the cooperation of all the royal families in the demon realm would be required.
However, having reached the divine transformation realm, Li Qing no longer needed to follow such protocols. With his overwhelming power, he could simply force his way in.
Using his formidable divine sense, Li Qing meticulously deduced the situation and finally discerned a subtle pattern.
Boom!
Vast mana surged forth as he channeled the Primordial Energy of Heaven and Earth, forcefully assaulting the entrance to the myriad beasts secret realm.
Rumble! Rumble!
The space trembled violently, threatening to crack open.
Soon, a distorted entrance materialized. Li Qing stepped through, his figure vanishing from sight.
Upon his second entry into the myriad beasts secret realm, Li Qing made no detours, heading straight for the Tempering Life Spirit Pool he remembered.
He had gained significant benefits from this spirit pool during his previous visit, breaking through to the mid core formation realm in one fell swoop. Returning to this familiar place evoked a unique sense of nostalgia.
"Open!"
Reaching the region where the Tempering Life Spirit Pool lay concealed within the earth vein, Li Qing let out a low roar and stomped his foot.
Thud!
A verdant spirit pool emerged from the ground. His gaze swept across the area as his divine sense expanded outward.
"As expected, there's a sealing mark here. Back when I was only at the core formation realm, I couldn't detect it at all."
With another flick of his finger, Li Qing parted the liquid in the green spirit pool, revealing its bottom.
Lying quietly on the pool floor were several withered, dark red fruits, their vitality nearly exhausted.
"As expected, this weasel was up to no good. These Rakshasa Fruits have lost ninety percent of their vital essence, making them practically useless. Even if nourished for a century in the Tempering Life Spirit Pool with pure life force, they wouldn't recover."
"They'd need at least two thousand years to fully restore!"
Li Qing's face darkened, but his hands moved swiftly, directly summoning the dark red fruits.
"Later, I'll nourish them with seven-colored vital essence and see if it helps. At least this isn't a complete loss."
With that, Li Qing turned and left, allowing the Tempering Life Spirit Pool to sink back into the earth, where it would continue accumulating life force.
He soared into the sky, fearlessly surveying his former territory.
Li Qing arrived at a massive burial mound, the final resting place of an ancestor of the Mountain Ridge Giant Elephant. Now, even the ancestor's residual spirit had completely dissipated.
"Senior, your descendants have successfully achieved transformation. The future of your clan is secure." After speaking, he added a handful of earth to the grave before flying deeper into the Myriad Beasts Secret Realm.
Along the way, he encountered ancient demon spirits that had survived for countless years, awaiting the opening of their ancestral land to pass on their inheritances.
Upon sensing Li Qing's aura, these demon spirits trembled, not daring to reveal themselves.
They knew he was a supreme sovereign, far surpassing their former strength in life—the Supreme of the Mortal Realm.
Li Qing observed the Myriad Beasts Spirit Tree. The golden giant tree still stood tall, occasionally shedding massive leaves that drifted to the ground.
Passing through the Myriad Beasts Spirit Tree, Li Qing arrived at Beast King Mountain. Ignoring all the demon race inheritances within, he ascended directly to the summit.
In the next moment, a powerful demon spirit fluctuation emanated from the mountain. An ancient demon spirit, once a cultivator in the divine transformation realm, had awakened.
Li Qing offered no response, merely unleashing his divine sense. The soul pressure of his late divine transformation realm cultivation descended like a crushing weight.
Before long, Beast King Mountain fell into an eerie silence once more, as if nothing had ever occurred.
Finally, Li Qing paid his respects at Senior Bai Ling's tomb before departing the Myriad Beasts Secret Realm without a backward glance.
Long after he left, faint voices echoed from within Beast King Mountain:
"Terrifying beyond measure. Has the human race produced a supreme sovereign?"
"This person is likely invincible in the world. His aura feels familiar... could he be that human youth who once invaded the mountain?"
"Hmph, even if he's invincible, it's irrelevant to us. We've been dead for ages, merely residual spirits awaiting successors to claim our inheritances."
"..."
Leaving the demon realm, Li Qing headed straight for the East Sea. Activating his Wind-Thunder Silver Wings, he resonated with the wind thunder power, unleashing his full speed.
In just over ten days, he arrived at the East Sea Dragon Palace.
Li Qing met the Black Flood Dragon King, and they feasted and reminisced about old times within the Dragon Palace.
Their friendship had been forged through conflict, so naturally, they wanted to bid each other farewell before Li Qing's departure.
Upon hearing Li Qing's plans for ascension, the Black Flood Dragon King immediately said solemnly:
"Brother Li, if you happen to hear news of my big brother in the upper realm, I implore you to look after him."
Li Qing laughed heartily. "The Azure Flood Dragon King is a flood dragon! Once he reaches the upper realm, he'll likely transform into a true dragon with the slightest opportunity. He won't need my protection—I might end up relying on him instead!"
"Alas, I've heard the upper realm is fraught with peril. Our clan is insignificant there; many races likely relish devouring large flood dragons."
"Brother Li, I simply seek a promise from you!"
"To that end, I'll send my good-for-nothing nephew to guard the mountain gate of your Lingyun Sect as a Mountain-Guardian Sacred Beast."
Li Qing paused, recalling the Crimson Blood Flood Dragon from their past encounter. He waved his hand dismissively.
"I can promise you that, but there's no need for a Mountain-Guardian Sacred Beast. Let our clans maintain friendly relations instead. After I leave, if the Lingyun Sect faces any trouble, we'll rely on Brother Black Dragon's assistance."
Having secured Li Qing's verbal promise, the Black Flood Dragon King breathed a sigh of relief, patting his chest and declaring, "This matter is easily settled!"
After exchanging formal farewells, Li Qing clasped his hands in a final salute and departed from the East Sea Dragon Palace.
His next destination was the Great Wilderness Domain.
From the edge of the horizon, he gazed down upon the vast expanse of land and sighed softly. This place, after all, was where his journey had begun.
This time, he suppressed his aura, minimizing his presence to the barest trace.
The Great Wilderness Domain remained firmly under the dominion of the demonic path. The righteous path sects and cultivators had been virtually annihilated, not daring to show their faces.
The Ghost Sword Sect reigned supreme, now the leader of the demonic sects. Gui Li, in particular, possessed unfathomably profound cultivation and boundless magical power.
"Hmm? Blood Path Divine Art..."
As Li Qing passed through a small walled city, he keenly sensed something amiss among the cultivators present.
Blood Path Divine Arts were not uncommon within the demonic path, but Li Qing recognized that these practitioners' techniques were unusually refined and systematic, unlike the haphazard methods of rogue cultivators.
With a thought, he activated the Soul Division Secret Art, splitting off strands of his divine soul and lodging them within these blood dao rogue cultivators to track their movements.
(End of the Chapter)
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