Chapter 1773
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Seeing Ye Wushang standing by the Spirit Thunder Pool, deeply contemplating his transformation, Sage Zhou Yuan chuckled and said, “Awake now？”
Ye Wushang then turned his gaze toward Zhou Yuan on the other side.
Huh？
At this moment, Zhou Yuan still appeared very aged, yet he seemed more vibrant than he had seven days prior.
Zhou Yuan smiled and said, “While you cultivated for seven days, I wasn’t idle either. Tempering my decaying body with thunder has yielded some gains.”
”Young man, impressive. It seems you already primarily cultivate a thunder-attributed martial art, don’t you？”
Ye Wushang nodded.
”However, I see your meridians and physique have grown even stronger under the thunder’s tempering. How much harder will it be for you to break through to the Stellar Transformation Realm？”
Ye Wushang simply smiled and replied, “Difficulties always have solutions.”
Zhou Yuan chuckled and said no more.
He had witnessed far too many unbelievable things in Ye Wushang.
Ye Wushuang must have his own considerations.
”Senior Zhou, where should we go next？” Ye Wushuang asked cunningly.
Zhou Yuan had once entered this Void Land before, so his understanding of it was certainly greater than Ye Wushuang’s.
Zhou Yuan chuckled and said, “Let’s leave this place first and see if the Void Land is the same as it was back then. After eight thousand years, many things may have changed.”
Ye Wushuang nodded.
The old man and the young man left this eerie place.
And thus,
the core figures of the Qi Family, Zhao Family, and Yu Family were all buried in this eerie land, and their existence would no longer be found in the Tianyuan Continent.
The vast Void Land was expansive and rich in resources, with endless mountain ranges, emerald-green grasslands, mountains and rivers, gentle sunlight, and the alternation of sun and moon—it looked almost no different from the outside world.
In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.
During these two weeks, Ye Wushuang and Zhou Yuan traveled together through mountain ranges, crossed rivers, and traversed grasslands, encountering many mutated spirit beasts along the way, all of which were dealt with by Ye Wushuang.
Now at the peak of the Delusional Realm, Ye Wushuang’s combat power was already comparable to a true mid-stage Star-Plucking Realm expert.
If we add the explosive power of the Yuan Lei Nine Revolutions Art and the Tai Xu Spirit Sword Qi, even facing a late-stage opponent, Ye Wushuang wouldn’t feel much pressure.
This is the benefit Ye Wushuang gained from repeatedly enhancing the density and intensity of his spiritual energy at the Delusion Realm.
But the downside is…
Over the past half-month, Ye Wushuang attempted to refine his spiritual energy time and again, only to fail each time.
This level of difficulty was something Ye Wushuang had anticipated, so he wasn’t in a hurry.
Thus, during these more than half a month, Ye Wushuang focused more on mastering the Nine Heavens Profound Fire Sword Technique to its peak, while also completing the Seven Revolutions Sacred Body Art, condensing seven body runes to absolute perfection.
Moreover, the previously learned Emperor-grade Spiritual Art—Great Blaze Body Tempering Art—has now shown considerable progress.
Although he hasn’t reached the Star Plucking Realm, Ye Wushuang already meets the conditions to formally cultivate this Emperor-grade Spiritual Art.
Ye Wushuang reflected that he had now achieved the absolute limit of what could be done at the Delusion Realm.
This is the path of cultivation he truly sought！
If he were to start over in this life and merely follow the same path as his previous one, even if he became a Heavenly Emperor again, how could he contend with the other eight Heavenly Emperors？ Would he just get sealed away once more？
On this night, the old man and the young man sat around the campfire, the aroma of roasted meat making Zhou Yuan drool uncontrollably.
”You brat, I can’t help but wonder what kind of freak you are. Back in my youth, I also trained in the wilderness, sometimes for months at a time, roasting my own meat and brewing soup to strengthen my flesh and bones. But the taste of what I made was nowhere near as good as yours.”
Over the past half month, Zhou Yuan and Ye Wushuang traveled together, but Zhou Yuan had no interest in Ye Wushuang’s hunting of mutated spirit beasts.
All Zhou Yuan waited for each day was for Ye Wushuang to slay a spirit beast and prepare a delicious meal.
The food this kid made was just too fragrant！
Ye Wushuang couldn’t help but smile faintly, saying nothing.
Zhou Yuan might have had plenty of experience training in the wild, but in his past life as the Heavenly Emperor, combined with his nine great souls experiencing nine lifetimes, he had spent countless times honing his skills outdoors. Even the dullest person, given enough time, could become a master chef.
The old man and the young man enjoyed the delicious food and the rare tranquility of the night.
But before long, rustling sounds suddenly emerged from beyond the reach of the campfire’s glow.
Ye Wushuang gripped his sword, his expression turning serious.
This place wasn’t safe at all！
Suddenly, a hand reached out from the thorny bushes, followed by a head emerging.
”Save… me…”
A hoarse, weak voice slowly rang out.
Ye Wushuang stood with his sword in hand, using the firelight to clearly see that pale face smeared with bloodstains, his expression turning peculiar.
”Why is it you again！” Ye Wushuang blurted out.
