Chapter 63

A ghostly figure floated out of the young man's body, cackling wickedly. Liang Yan let out a cold snort, and a banner flew out of his palm. The banner flapped in the wind, releasing a stream of black mist that surrounded the ghostly figure.

The ghostly figure struggled violently within the black mist but could not break free, eventually being consumed by the black mist.

Liang Yan put away the banner and waved his hand, sending a burst of fire that burned the corpse in the cave clean.

The disciples who were cultivating in the surrounding caves were startled and opened their cave doors to come out. After witnessing the entire scene, they bowed to Liang Yan, their eyes coldly sweeping over Qin Sang and the others, then returned to their caves to continue their cultivation as if nothing had happened, seemingly already accustomed to such events.

In the empty cave, only a pile of ashes remained, swept up by the cold wind and scattered into the canyon. The only thing left of the young man was the scratch marks on the ground.

Liang Yan led them down seven or eight steps to a row of caves and said, "None of these caves have owners. You can choose any one and start your rigorous cultivation. Uncle Yue will hold a lecture at the end of each month. If you have any questions about cultivation, remember to ask Uncle Yue on that day."

Everyone remained silent, staring at the dark caves, wondering if similar scenes had also taken place inside them.

Seeing this, Liang Yan smiled and said, "What, are you afraid of such a small scene? If you don't want to die, remember what I just said. You must use your spiritual sense to suppress the King of Hell and make him completely submit before entering the Yinsha Valley to absorb the Yinsha Qi. The Yalu Banner is very powerful, but you must control your greed. When absorbing the soul pills, do so within your limits and never give the King of Hell a chance to break free. Otherwise, it will backfire and even the gods cannot save you. The junior disciple you just saw is a warning. Remember! Remember!"

With that, Liang Yan rode his flying device and left.

Qin Sang and the others looked at each other, not knowing what to say, and each chose a cave. Just as Qin Sang was about to enter his cave, he suddenly heard Tan Jie's voice in his ear, "Brother Qin, what do you think of the Yalu Banner?"

Qin Sang paused, turned his head, and saw Tan Jie standing at the door of a nearby cave, looking worried.

Seeing Tan Jie's expression, Qin Sang knew he was probably scared by what had just happened. He had long known the terror of the King of Hell and would have already become the King of Hell's meal if not for the protection of the Jade Buddha.

However, apart from the risk of the King of Hell's backlash, Qin Sang had not found any other hidden dangers in the Yalu Banner during his cultivation.

Thinking of this, Qin Sang transmitted a message, "Brother Tan, as Brother Liang Yan said, over a thousand disciples of the Kuoyin Sect cultivate using the Yalu Banner, so its miraculous effects have been verified. However, the secret technique is very dangerous, so we must be extra careful in the future."

Tan Jie nodded, said nothing more, and walked into his cave, his mind heavy with worry.

Closing the cave door, Qin Sang sat on the stone bed, wearing the Wenyang Pearl. Without using spiritual energy, the warmth from the Wenyang Pearl gradually dispelled the cold from his body, but it could not dispel the chill in his heart.

From Liang Yan's actions, such as burning the corpse without hesitation, and the others' indifferent expressions, Qin Sang realized that in the Kuoyin Sect, the lives of the disciples were no different from those of ordinary people outside, all considered as grass.

Perhaps, only by breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage could one gain a certain status.

Qin Sang believed that with the protection of the Jade Buddha, he was not afraid of the King of Hell's backlash, and standing out among his fellow disciples should not be difficult. However, he was more afraid of being seen as different.

Although Uncle Yue said that mutual killing was not allowed, what if the one who killed and stole treasures was a Foundation Establishment cultivator?

...

The cave was still so simple.

Qin Sang, who was sitting in meditation on a cushion, suddenly opened his eyes, quietly pushed open the cave door, and glimpsed a slender figure disappear into the mist of the Yinsha Abyss. From the silhouette, he could tell it was Shi Qing, the senior sister who had entered the sect with him.

Qin Sang had been in the Kuoyin Sect for a month. At the end of last month, Uncle Yue held a lecture, and Qin Sang asked all his long-standing questions. He finally understood the reason for his intermittent bottlenecks.

It turned out that every time a cultivator broke through to a new realm, it was a critical point. If one's talent was not sufficient, being stuck for ten or eight years without breaking through was normal.

At the third, sixth, and ninth levels of the Qi Condensation stage, the physical body and spiritual sense undergo minor transformations, making the bottlenecks even more solid and the difficulty of breaking through even greater.

These three critical points become progressively harder to break through, and the soul pills not only speed up cultivation but also help break through, which is why Qin Sang had been so smooth.

Of course, the difficulty of breaking through these minor bottlenecks cannot be compared to the bottlenecks at the Foundation Establishment and Core Formation stages.

Among the Qi Condensation cultivators, only one in ten successfully breaks through to the Foundation Establishment stage, and this is under the condition that they can smoothly reach the tenth level of the Qi Condensation stage, as not everyone has the chance to obtain a Foundation Establishment Pill.

The Foundation Establishment Pill is a spiritual medicine that helps break through the Foundation Establishment bottleneck, increasing the chances of success.

If one has excellent talent, such as a single spiritual root, they naturally do not need a Foundation Establishment Pill. However, for most cultivators, the slight increase in chances provided by the Foundation Establishment Pill is invaluable.

However, in the current cultivator world, spiritual energy is scarce, and spiritual medicines are rare. The ancient spiritual pills that were as effective as the Foundation Establishment Pill are no longer possible to refine due to the lack of spiritual medicines, and even the formulas have been lost.

This means that even the disciples of cultivator sects do not all receive a Foundation Establishment Pill.

Breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage is already so difficult, and successfully forming a core is even rarer. The entire Kuoyin Sect has only three Golden Core elders.

Cultivation is truly a narrow path that thousands of people try to cross.

After learning these things, Qin Sang was dejected for several days. Even if he could luckily break through to the Foundation Establishment stage and cultivate to the Great Perfection before his time was up, he would still have almost no hope of forming a core.

Thinking about the grand words he had spoken to the Empress, he found them laughable.

But soon, Qin Sang pulled himself together. Only someone who has experienced death knows the terror of death and the beauty of life. Only by giving it his all, even if he cannot escape death, will he die without regret.

This month, he endured not entering the Yinsha Abyss to absorb Yinsha Qi. The remaining soul pills he had were all used up, so he first cultivated the spell, waiting a full month before Shi Qing, the first to suppress the King of Hell and enter the Yinsha Abyss.

Shi Qing had dual spiritual roots of gold and wood, and her talent was the best among the seven who entered the sect together, so it was not surprising that she was the first to suppress the King of Hell.

After waiting in the cave for a while, Qin Sang took out the Yinsha Hood, activated it with spiritual energy, and put it on, then jumped into the Yinsha Abyss.

The Yinsha Hood also had the ability to assist in flight, and combined with the flight technique, Qin Sang's body fell like a leaf, slowly descending.

The deeper into the Yinsha Abyss, the more Yinsha Qi mixed in the mist, making it increasingly dark and cold. At the bottom, it was pitch black like ink, like a mass of black clouds surging in the abyss. In the howling Yin wind, the faint sounds of ghostly roars could be heard, as if countless evil ghosts were trying to break into the mortal world and wreak havoc.

(Collected finally broke 200.

Seven days ago, I clicked the application for signing, but I haven't heard any news yet, it's too sad.

Even worse, the new talent list has expired, and the only chance for exposure is gone. Seeing others with fewer words than me get recommended, I am so envious, ahh...

Writing a book is so hard!)