.Spirit of the Eye Type!The martial cultivator had already attained nirvana, transforming into a white bone skeleton over countless years. However, their martial spirit remained undissolved, indicatin...In the valley, corpses littered the ground, and blood flowed like a river.

In a sea of corpses, a young boy sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed. His youthful face was tense.

The Nie Clan's high-ranking officials would never have imagined that their family's elite, all of them, would die in this valley.

It is conceivable that in a decade or so, the Niè clan will face a shortage of middle-level and senior personnel.

Without these elite men and women, the loss to the Nie clan would be immeasurable.

Of course, the death of a Hidden Realm expert is a huge loss. The Nie clan only has seven Hidden Realm experts in total.

Or perhaps it was because Nie Xian Sang, after entering the upper sect, frequently provided the family with martial resources, which led to the existence of these hidden treasures.

Wang Xuan healed his injuries, these people were killed by him, he didn't feel any remorse at all.

Those beasts, who are worse than animals and objects of shared anger by heaven and earth, would have defiled Wang Chan if she hadn't encountered them herself. It's better for her to die and save the vital energy of heaven and earth!

"Mine, mine, all mine!"

Gradually, Wang Xuan's face showed excitement, murmuring to himself.

Each strand of life essence, martial arts foundation, and every kind of Martial Soul were swallowed by his operation of the Great Creation Heavenly Technique, being refined away.

His internal injuries from being struck back by the Taoist art were not only recovering rapidly, but his martial energy was also rising again.

"Though the Art of Warfare is powerful, it harms one thousand enemies and injures three hundred of our own. It's best to use it sparingly in the future." Wang Xuan was speechless.

Fortunately, he possesses the unique strongest innate skill in the myriad worlds. He previously forcefully devoured some blood essence and recovered a sliver of his vitality and combat power.

Otherwise, this time I might really be killed by Nie Wude. How can we talk about tomorrow's life-or-death duel with Wang Ya What if I don't show up for Mu Qingyue then

"Huh, several sword-type martial souls were devoured, and they actually merged with the Ten Shadows Sword"

Wang Xuan was astonished. On the blank book, several sword-type soul weapons of the Nie clan members were actually fused with Nie Feng's Ten Shadows Sword Soul!

Oh.

Shiying Jianhun's power erupted, leveling up to Spirit Rank One!

"Can it be like this"

Wang Xuan was shocked, he had never seen a martial soul advance before. Even as the son of the demon emperor in his previous life, this was something he had never seen or heard of.

The world is so vast, there's nothing strange or unusual about it!

"Although it's only been upgraded one level, isn't this innate skill a bit too overpowered and domineering"

Wang Xuan took a deep breath, wondering if any martial souls of the same type could be fused. Just thinking about it made him excited for the future path of martial arts and martial soul fusion.

"Nie Yu's martial spirit is pretty good, but it has weaknesses. The others' martial spirits are also just average..."

Wang Xuan thought about it for a long time, and finally still kept the Ten Shadow Sword and Xingdao Tong that were promoted to a higher level. The other martial souls all dissipated, turning into streaks of soul power absorbed by the Wuzitianshu.

The Wordless Scripture, like a babe, is absorbing the nourishment of soul force.

'Bang.'

Wang Xuan's body trembled, his dantian resonated, and his cultivation level broke through once more.

Eighth Layer of the Xuan Yuan Realm!

"Alright, tomorrow is the deadline for the martial arts tournament. Let me reach the peak of the Xuan Yuan realm in one fell swoop."

Wang Xuan was excited, and after the match ended, he would also leave the Wang family.

Heishui City is ultimately too small, with scarce martial arts resources. The outside world will be more exciting.

With full power, he activated his innate technique. His martial energy continuously climbed. After a stick of incense, all the blood essence and vital energy within the grain were consumed.

'Bang.'

The Ninth Layer of the Xuan Yuan Realm!

"Unfortunately, with the cultivation of these Nie Clan elites, plus a hidden clan uncle, I only improved by two realms and didn't reach the perfection of the Xuan Yuan realm."

Wang Xuan shook his head.

As his cultivation level rose, the amount of transformation became increasingly terrifying, making one wonder about the horrifying consumption required for future advancements.

"Be content and happy, in just ten days, I have progressed from an ordinary person to the early stage of the ninth level of the Xuan Yuan realm. What else do I need a flying vessel for Even the four proud sons of the Xuanwu Dynasty's cultivation speed is far inferior to mine."

Wang Xuan muttered to himself, and suddenly Qing Zhi's face, his eyebrows twitched.

"No, why am I feeling so flustered"

Wang Xuan was different, he just felt... like a calamity was about to befall him.

Opening his eyes, Wang Xuan looked up at the sky, only to discover that the once clear heavens were now swirling with billowing clouds. Within the swirling mist, lightning flickered ominously.

"Is this... a lightning strike"

Wang Xuan propped his chin up and sat on the ground in the valley, looking at the clouds in the sky.

He had seen some powerful cultivators crossing the Tribulation in the ancestral realm, similar to what he was seeing now.

"But this tribulation, there wasn't a shred of vitality" Wang Xuan became a spectator and didn't know if there was any powerful being in the Tianwu Continent who was about to cross the tribulation"

And this lifeless thunderbolt was bound to destroy both body and spirit.

"It wasn't a tribulation, but divine punishment." A mysterious voice, sweet and tender, suddenly echoed in Wang Xuan's mind.

"Who" Wang Xuan's eyes moved, and his whole body disappeared into the valley, appearing in a dim space.

"Wa wa, I'm a spirit, this is inside the Heavenly Book," a milky voice echoed in the space "Just now it was the Dao of this world searching for you, once locked on, it will strike you dead~"

Wang Xuen: ......

He always knew that with something as mysterious as the Wuzitianshu, there had to be a spirit residing within it. It's just...

When I found you, I called out. Why didn't you answer then

"Goodness gracious, I don't know how long I slept. It feels like I've gone through countless cycles of life and death, waking up just nine days ago."

A three-year-old little girl, dressed in a red silk pouch and with two pigtails, appeared before Wang Xuan. She looked like a delicate porcelain doll.

Wang Xuen was stunned. "You are the spirit of the Heavenly Scripture"

Accidents happen. Taking out a cloak from the waist pouch, he draped it over the little girl's shoulders.

“Of course.” The little girl tilted her head, curiously looking up at Wang Xuan. Her big, watery eyes seemed to have the movement of sun and stars: “Brother, you were supposed to be peerless in two lifetimes, but your Six Dao Souls and Seven Treasures Fortune Body were taken away when you were young. It’s such a pity.”

Wang Xuan: "What do you mean"

"Oh my, little brother had such a tragic childhood, Shu Ling doesn't dare to read anymore, don't ask me." The little girl covered her eyes with her chubby hands and shook her head.

Wang Xuan frowned, what did two lifetimes mean His childhood memories weren't exactly happy, but they weren't terrible either.

The little girl rubbed her eyes: "I wouldn't want to waste energy, but your consumption has already alarmed the heavens of this realm. I will use my power to conceal your aura. Remember not to consume anything for thirty-three days."

"Thirty-three days"

"Well, it was only startled for a moment. That's quite a long time for you humans, though."

The little girl's rosy hands gestured, first using her index fingers to make a very short distance. Then she spread out her arms like long branches.

Wang Xuan smiled at this and nodded to show he understood.

This is just a month of not devouring, during this time it's just right to settle down and cultivate martial arts.

"Alright then, I'm going back to sleep. See you later, little brother, oh!"

The spirit turned, taking only two steps before tripping over its own cloak and falling to the ground. It rubbed its small hands together, looking as if it were in pain from the fall.

Wang Xuan was just about to help, but his vision blurred, and he was back in the valley.

Looking up at the sky, you see that the rolling clouds and lightning have disappeared, and the boundless blue sky has returned to normal.

Wang Xuen was extremely surprised. He didn't expect that the spirit of the nameless heavenly book, famous throughout the ancestral realm, would actually be a little milk girl.

The punishment has disappeared, but the commotion just now will surely be noticed by some powerful figures and major forces on this continent.

It doesn't matter, the Heaven Martial Continent is just an obscure lower realm. It's extremely far from the ancestral realm, separated by countless galaxies. It shouldn't be able to attract the attention of the ancestral realm.

Wang Xuan smiled. Although he had some doubts about the two lifetimes of childhood hardships that Shu Ling mentioned, he thought it was probably because Shu Ling was still young and spoke carelessly.

No more delay, let's retrieve the storage pouch from the Nie family in the grain depot.

Moments later, Wang Xuen left the valley and headed back to Heishui City.

Ten days' time!

It's time to settle the score with Wang Ya and the three elders!s, silent and unmoved. Her beautiful face held no trace of emotion, like the moonbeams reflecting in her clear eyes, watching Su Xiaoshi dodge the falling stones with his sword, while Wang Xuan relent...