My Informative Cultivation Life

The three Nascent Soul True Monarchs took on the three Demon Kings, while the remaining Demonic Beasts also rushed over.

In the blink of an eye, human Cultivators and Demonic Beasts were engaged in battle.

"Junior brother, go on, find a suitable Demonic Beast to practice on. With me here, no beast can harm you. Oh, right, not even those three Demon Kings ahead," Li Changxiao saw Yang Ji bring out his Flying Sword and said with a laugh.

Yang Ji gave him a glance, deeply surprised.

To match a Nascent Soul True Monarch, these Demon Kings... Could his cheap senior brother really be so powerful that he could withstand a Demon King with just a Golden Core?

While he was deep in thought, a pungent stench suddenly hit his nostrils.

Before him appeared a hideous frog the size of a water buffalo, its back covered with rotten flesh lumps, emitting a foul odor.

He glanced over and saw [Level 10 Fire Frog, agile and extremely fast, capable of releasing blazing flames and shooting deathly poison mist. Weakness: vocal sac.]

It was at the moment of eye contact.

"Croak!"

The buffalo-sized Fire Frog suddenly leaped, its massive body pounding down on him with the force of a mountain, seemingly intending to crush Yang Ji beneath its weight.

Yang Ji smiled indifferently, took a slight step back, and dodged the Fire Frog's pounce.

Boom!

The ground shook as it landed heavily, dirt flying, stirring up a scorching wave of air.

At that moment.

A stream of Sword Qi sliced through the void, aimed right at its vocal sac—it was a strike that Yang Ji had unleashed in the midst of dodging.

The Fire Frog's large eyes looked at Yang Ji with a trace of a cold smile. With a croak, its vocal sac swelled, and its body flashed red-hot as if it had been seared by an iron.

It opened its mouth and exhaled a streak of flame, incinerating the incoming Sword Qi until nothing was left.

Then it spat again, flames pouring forth non-stop, forming a massive fiery tongue that licked towards Yang Ji with a "whoosh."

The flames rolled on, scorching the air in their path so fiercely that it hissed and crackled.

Yang Ji only felt the temperature on his cheeks rising rapidly, as if they were about to split open from burning the next moment.

"This is interesting."

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Yang Ji didn't dodge or hide and said with a smile, "Then I shall fight fire with fire!"

In the palm of his hand, he summoned the Earth Spirit Fire, the terrifying heat causing the surrounding air to ripple with visible waves of heat.

He then clenched his fist and threw a punch, dispersing the incoming waves of flames with his fist imbued with the destructive aura of Earth Spirit Fire.

The Fire Frog's gaze turned icy as its numerous decaying flesh lumps swelled.

Streams of blue mist erupted, shriveling any vegetation they touched to black dregs in an instant with a hissing sound.

"Such potent corrosiveness!"

Yang Ji couldn't afford to be careless, continuously maneuvering his Flying Sword to slash streams of Sword Qi through the air.

But as soon as they entered the blue mist, they were completely corroded away.

Yang Ji's expression turned serious, realizing that ordinary sword moves were of no use against it.

He immediately resorted to the Dao of Li Sword.

With one slash, countless streams of Sword Qi, imbued with the fiery essence of Sword Intent, spread out like a galaxy across the sky, rushing forward.

The Fire Frog's eyes revealed fear, as it felt an invisible force bearing down from the heavens and earth, as if it were facing not Sword Qi but a wild fire engulfing the land and sky.

Knowing it would perish if it took this strike, the Fire Frog realized there was no escape from the Sword Qi that had locked on to it.

It immediately spewed out flames, and the flesh lumps on its back continued to emit poison mist in an attempt to neutralize the Sword Qi.

However, it had underestimated the ferocity of this strike.

Slash!

The Sword Qi swept through, instantly chopping it into pieces.

Yang Ji promptly pulled it over and procured the Demon Core.

The next moment, he felt a cold glare at his back, as if he had caught the attention of a primordial savage beast.

He sharply turned his head and noticed not far away a large crocodile, two zhang long and covered in red, with a pair of blood-red eyes, staring at him with a murderous intent.

"Hmm?" With a quick scan, Yang Ji instantly saw its details [Level 10 pinnacle Magma Crocodile, excels in speed and strength.]

He immediately raised his hand, pointing his Longsword forward, fearlessly responding to its challenge.

"Roar~" Seeing this, the Magma Crocodile let out an angry roar, its eyes brimming with boundless killing intent as it charged towards him, its heavy steps making the ground tremble.

"Whoosh!"

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The Magma Crocodile's speed was extremely fast, and within a few bounding steps, it had closed in on Yang Ji. Its massive front paw raised high, it stomped directly towards Yang Ji.

This stomping force was enough to make an average Ninth Layer of Qi Refining cultivator's heart palpitate with anxiety, daring not to breathe.

Yang Ji's eyes sharpened, but with a single movement of his feet, several afterimages appeared, and he easily evaded the attack.

The Magma Crocodile, annoyed, pursued its advantage, continuously tearing with its huge mouth and lashing with its sturdy tail.

Yang Ji executed the Light Body Skill, time and again avoiding the Magma Crocodile's attacks.

Always dodging without blocking was intentional on Yang Ji's part; he wanted to train his response ability under high pressure.

Facing different opponents and various methods, dealing with them calmly could deeply excavate his own combat potential, accumulate battle experience, and enable him to face any enemy bravely in the future.

Therefore, he would immerse himself in every battle with great care to extract experience.

As the pursuit and attack went on, the Magma Crocodile was ferociously unstoppable, and seeing Yang Ji continuously fleeing, it felt both furiously angry and immensely satisfied.

After a series of evasions, Yang Ji knew that with his current strength, even when facing tenth-order peak Demonic Beasts, his heart would be as still as water, without any fear.

Perhaps it was the Dao of Li Sword that gave him a strong foundation; he couldn't sense too much pressure and quickly adapted to the current pace of the chase.

At that moment, he stopped dodging and made his move.

Whoosh! The Light Body Skill was executed, and as his figure shifted, several afterimages appeared.

As the Magma Crocodile's huge tail came lashing, Yang Ji instantly executed the Water Tracing Sword Technique's Sword Qi Whirlpool, with countless Sword Qi strangling and blocking the huge tail.

Yang Ji's wrist spun, and the Flying Sword within the whirlpool of Sword Qi fiercely twisted, immediately causing the Magma Crocodile to perform a death roll to dissolve the immense strangling force.

The Magma Crocodile's strength was truly immense; it burst open the Flying Sword in an instant and escaped the Sword Qi Whirlpool.

But just as it was about to angrily counterattack, an even larger Sword Qi, carrying the grand Sword Intent of fire, slashed over and instantly tore it to shreds.

"The Dao of Li Sword is too strong. Although I have only understood a fraction of the fire Sword Intent, when used against a tenth-order Magma Crocodile, it's simply asymmetrical combat. With one sword, still just one sword!"

Yang Ji marveled, his heart filled with endless longing for the other Sword Dao techniques of the Gui Cang Sword Technique. If all eight swords were to converge, and the Great Divine Power was achieved, he wondered what terrifying power would be unleashed with one strike.

Without sparing much thought, he quickly regained his composure, picked up the Magma Crocodile's Demon Core, and resumed searching for his next target.

But the next moment, with a beast roar in the distance,

all the Demonic Beasts engaged in battle with human cultivators retreated rapidly, like the tide.

In the distance, three majestic figures stood suspended in the air, watching as the three fleeing Demon Kings didn't pursue but turned and sped to the crowd in front of them.

"These Demonic Beasts have delayed us quite a bit. Let's go, we continue to head deeper underground." True Monarch Ling Gu waved his hand, and the people moved on towards the depths of the underground world.

After passing through the forest of stones, there were no obstacles ahead, and it was all flat land.

The group walked cautiously and soon arrived at the end of this underground world.

There was no way forward, only a cluster of Ancient Qiu Trees and Ghost Face Mushrooms trembling at the end.

"What's going on? Have we come to an end?" True Monarch Chi Huo frowned, faced with a rock wall mixed with brown soil, clearly there was no way forward.

"There are spatial restrictions blocking outside, stone formations in the way, and spiritual light soaring to the sky. People have also found diamond shard wood and other trinkets. There can't be nothing below."

True Monarch Nan Kui knitted his brows and immediately cast spells bombarding the wall, but as pieces of the wall fell, nothing was revealed.

The crowd was frustrated, but Yang Ji's heart was filled with excitement. He looked at the rock wall in front of him, his eyes revealing information displayed.

"Covering Restriction," "Spatial Transmission Restriction," "Practice Room," "Alchemy Room," "Herbal Garden," "Flower Garden," "Kitchen," "Fish Pond."

"A place of inheritance!"

Obviously, there was a hidden space beyond!

The reason why everyone else could not see it was that the covering restriction concealed it from their mortal eyes.

At that moment, Yang Ji focused intently on the "Spatial Transmission Restriction," and soon there was information displayed, "Transferring condition, the first volume of Humanoid Weapon, cultivated to perfection by a predestined person."

Then he saw the inscription on the surface of the Spatial Transmission Restriction, "My name is Fu Dongliu. In seeking a breakthrough, I traveled across the four seas and eight deserts, once cultivating in silence here for a thousand years."

"One inheritance, realized here, left here, as the Heavenly Dao cycles, endlessly. The predestined one shall obtain it."

"A predestined person? Am I not your predestined person?" Yang Ji felt invigorated.

But his excitement quickly subsided, as more text appeared.

"I have imprinted ten copies of the first volume of the Humanoid Weapon and scattered them across the Endless Sea. Two hundred years later, my cave mansion will open and the inheritance will emit a signal. Anyone who cultivates the Humanoid Weapon, feeling the signal, may come and fight for the chance."

"Left in the 18th year of Xianhua. It has been a hundred years, and in another hundred years, the cave mansion will open, and the inheritance will send out its signal. Those who have cultivated the Humanoid Weapon, sensing it, will come in droves to fight for the opportunity?"

"But, human calculations are no match for the heavenly ones, oh! The earthquake directly split open the dwelling of this predecessor. It appears that the living quarters were also affected, otherwise, the diamond shard wood would not have leaked out. It must be that the Spatial Restriction has repaired the breach on its own."

"In that case, as long as I cultivate the Humanoid Weapon to perfection within a hundred years, I do not need to wait for the inheritance signal and can take it into my possession early, leaving those who come later stunned!"

Yang Ji's expression flickered slightly, and he felt an inner thrill.

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