Chapter 94

This was a magnificent sacrifice. Without even considering the tribe performing the ritual, the offerings alone were enough to shock anyone!

The bodies of divine beasts shimmered with divine light, exuding a terrifying aura. Even in death, they still radiated an overwhelming presence, yet now they lay across the hills, their chests cut open, blood flowing, and golden light shining.

"Awooo..."

A thunderous howl echoed, followed by a chorus of howls from thousands of wolves. The howls pierced Ning Wuxue's mind, making him dizzy. The scenes before him quickly faded, becoming indistinct. After a dizzying spin, Ning Wuxue suddenly came to his senses.

Opening his eyes, he found himself in the dark, deep waters of the Water Mansion. The water of Dongting Lake bubbled up, and in front of him lay a thin layer of powder, the remnants of the heavenly materials and treasures that had been absorbed, the last traces of their existence in this world.

"You're awake?"

A shadow drifted over from a corner of the Water Mansion, the black mist transforming into the form of the Black Mountain Old Demon. He looked at Ning Wuxue, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"It seems a lot has happened while I was asleep. The realm of Soul Transformation, though just at the threshold, is still a significant step in cultivation." The Black Mountain Old Demon smiled faintly.

"Uh-huh!" Ning Wuxue nodded. The scenes he had just seen were likely fragments of his bloodline inheritance, revealed unconsciously as he broke through to the Soul Transformation realm.

Looking at the Black Mountain Old Demon, Ning Wuxue's eyes also flickered with surprise. "It seems you've recovered quite a bit!"

"While you were cultivating, the dense elemental energy woke me from my slumber. This place, the eye of Dongting Lake, is rich in elemental energy and Yin energy, providing some means of self-preservation."

The Black Mountain Old Demon smiled faintly. "It seems you've reached some agreement with the Dragon King of Dongting. Otherwise, he wouldn't help you so much. Moreover, the Dragon King of Dongting is most likely the Dragon Lord of Dongting from the Eastern Victory Divine Continent."

"Since he is the Dragon Lord of Dongting from the Eastern Victory Divine Continent, I can guess why he would help me. Being sealed here, he is also a restless being."

Ning Wuxue glanced at the Black Mountain Old Demon and then recounted the agreement he had made with the Dragon King of Dongting.

"Nine-Transmutation Golden Pill?"

Even the well-informed Black Mountain Old Demon was stunned by the Dragon King of Dongting's generosity. His expression was strange as he sized up Ning Wuxue. "If you weren't a wolf demon, I'd suspect you were the Dragon King's illegitimate child. The Nine-Transmutation Golden Pill is a great treasure. If I had one back then, I wouldn't have ended up like this."

"Great treasures are only useful if you have the life to claim them. Without life, no treasure is of any use."

Ning Wuxue shook his head slightly. The Black Mountain Old Demon was speechless, giving Ning Wuxue a withering look. He thought Ning Wuxue was too ignorant, not understanding the true value of the Nine-Transmutation Golden Pill.

"Or, how about this: after you get the Nine-Transmutation Golden Pill, I'll trade it for the treasure vault of the Eastern Victory Divine Continent?" The Black Mountain Old Demon smiled, his eyes squinting.

"No deal!"

Ning Wuxue was firm, looking at the Black Mountain Old Demon. "Do you take me for a fool? The Nine-Transmutation Golden Pill is definitely more valuable than your broken treasure vault."

The Black Mountain Old Demon was taken aback, then deeply regretful. He was a fool for telling Ning Wuxue about the value of the Nine-Transmutation Golden Pill.

Closing his eyes, Ning Wuxue immersed himself in the mysteries of the Soul Transformation realm. His body was stronger, and his divine soul more powerful. The golden pill in his purple mansion could merge with his divine soul. His original spiritual sense, which could detect a one-mile radius, had expanded by more than ten times. With his spiritual sense, he could clearly see the scenery inside the Dragon Palace of Dongting and the patrolling shrimp and crab soldiers.

"Hmm? Isn't that Ao Qing's brother? Why is he sneaking around?"

Suddenly, Ning Wuxue frowned. In his spiritual sense, a red-robed young man was tiptoeing to avoid the patrolling shrimp and crab soldiers, leaving the Dragon Palace of Dongting, his destination unknown.

The Dragon Palace of Dongting had a barrier that prevented Ning Wuxue from tracking the red-robed young man.

"Strange, if they want to enter or leave the Dragon Palace of Dongting, they can do so openly. No one would stop them. Why are they sneaking around?"

Ning Wuxue retracted his spiritual sense, stood up, and put on the clothes he had taken from a protruding rock on the side. His skin was crystal clear, like the finest white jade, shimmering with a divine silver light.

"Tsk tsk, this body is quite good, a fine appearance." The Black Mountain Old Demon, who had just been humiliated, praised from the side.

Ning Wuxue's face darkened. Why did he feel that the Black Mountain Old Demon had the potential to be a pimp?

Ignoring the Black Mountain Old Demon, Ning Wuxue approached a rock wall. The black rock shimmered with a metallic luster, smooth and hard, having been polished by time and water.

Ning Wuxue clenched his right fist, focused on a point on the rock wall, and with a sudden shout, stepped forward, twisted his waist, and punched. The wind whistled as his crystal-clear fist struck the rock wall.

With a loud boom, Ning Wuxue stepped back, looking at the rock wall. A deep fist imprint was clearly visible, with fine cracks radiating from the center of the imprint, and a pile of fist-sized rocks fell to the ground.

"Not bad, not bad. You're starting to look like a demon cultivator. However, true strength is only revealed in life-and-death situations. Otherwise, you're just a pretty pillow, good to look at but not useful." The Black Mountain Old Demon nodded, giving advice.

Ning Wuxue agreed. Only in life-and-death battles could one's true strength be revealed. Cultivation realm and level do not equate to combat power. Many highly cultivated individuals are often defeated by those with lower cultivation. Some people become even stronger when faced with strong opponents, able to unleash far greater power in intense battles, proving this point.

However, now he was just testing his strength and techniques, so there was no need to be so particular.

Sitting cross-legged, Ning Wuxue was surrounded by a silver glow, like burning silver flames. A beam of light gathered in his palms, and as he held his hands up, countless silver glows converged, gradually forming a silver orb.

"This is... a divine skill?" The Black Mountain Old Demon looked at the silver glow in Ning Wuxue's palms, which resembled a full moon, emitting a misty light with a primordial aura, making the Black Mountain Old Demon feel a sense of pressure.

"Go..."

Ning Wuxue raised his hands, as if pushing a heavy moon, and pushed the silver glow towards the rock wall. During this process, the silver glow emitted a blinding light, forcing the Black Mountain Old Demon to close his eyes.

Millions of rays of light illuminated the dark Water Mansion, turning it bright.

Finally, the silver glow, trailing a silver tail, struck the rock wall silently, without a sound. The silver glow enveloped the entire rock wall, shining like divine light.

After a moment, the silver glow suddenly disappeared, revealing the rock wall. Ning Wuxue and the Black Mountain Old Demon both drew in a sharp breath.

The rock wall was intact, smooth as jade, but it had moved back by about seven to eight meters. In other words, the silver glow had reduced seven to eight meters of rock wall to powder!

"What a terrifying divine skill!" The Black Mountain Old Demon looked deeply at Ning Wuxue.

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