eight flying swords due to their excessive speed, each trailed a long afterimage, seeming to fly down from the heavens. In the blink of an eye, they were already before the Flying Snow Demon Clam.The...However, Mingyuan was somewhat puzzled at this time. He didn't understand why Lu Xiaitian would connect his own arm to him. He couldn't figure out what medicine Lu Xiaitian was selling. Before this, Lu Xiaitian didn't say anything, and he naturally didn't dare to ask too much.
Only when Ming Yuan left the territory of the Fuzong sect did he suddenly feel a pain in his arm where it had been clasped. Lu Xia Tian's arm had actually fallen off on its own.
"What's this" Ming Yuan felt a surge of suspicion in his heart. Lu Xia Tian hadn't told him about this situation.
“Hesitate not, return to your seclusion.” The arm that floated in mid-air suddenly spoke.
Mingyuan jumped in fright and hurriedly bowed towards his arm, "Senior, you're out"
“That Five Absolutes Monk’s Tiger-Suppressing Formation is quite powerful. I haven’t even come out yet, just using some clever tricks.” Lu Xia Tian’s voice echoed again from the arm suspended in mid-air.
"Don't overthink it, go straight back to your place of cultivation. Kong'e and Kongming, those two old monks, still can't see through my methods."
Lu Xia Tian said another sentence, and Ming Yuan saw the severed limb turn into a streak of light and vanish into the horizon.
"This is the method of a Mahayana cultivator" Mingyuan stared blankly at the distant void, his heart filled with awe. Even the occasional glimpse of aura emanating from the severed arm was enough to send shivers down his spine. Such miraculous skill, Mingyuan, even as a Nascent Soul cultivator, couldn't fathom it at this moment.
Upon escaping, roaming freely between heaven and earth, the arm controlled by his deputy spirit felt how vast the world truly was at this moment.
"It's a pity that this exhilaration cannot be shared with the deity at this time," sighed the deputy avatar within his arm. Meanwhile, Lu Xiaottian's main body far away in the Zhuzhu Buddhist Sect wore an enigmatic smile.
He was confined to the Buddhist sect for more than eight hundred years. Besides physical cultivation, he also advanced to the Mahayana level, and all other supernatural powers were refined. As for the second dantian, which accumulated mana, it had reached nine tenths of its original body. Ever since he came into contact with Mingyuan, Lu Xiaoteng had made up his mind. He spent some effort transferring the second dantian to his forearm and controlling it with his deputy primordial spirit.
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Having arrived at the door, Mingyuan had received an incomplete version of a martial arts manual from Lu Xia Tian beforehand. While it wasn't particularly helpful for combatting other cultivators, it did allow Mingyuan's energy to align with his, enabling him to pass through the Buddhist sect's restrictions unnoticed.
But Lu Xiaitian himself had devoted many years to researching formations. Wanting to silently pass through the restrictions with his own abilities was a fool's dream. While Mingyuan, this monk with ulterior motives, though lacking in strength, gave him the opportunity to deceive everyone.
At this time, this section of the arm has a second Dantian here, not inferior to Lu Xia Tian's other incarnation. However, compared to the lotus incarnation, it is still unable to manifest into a human form. Even if it manifests, the superficial illusionary arts are simply unable to hide from those with deep Dao cultivation. After all, it is only the second Dantian, and there are some limitations. It cannot compare to the genuine illusionary arts of the main body.
The second dantian cultivated through the Sky-Harnessing Spirit Technique, in its later stages, could already independently absorb and exhale celestial energy. It no longer needed to rely on the main body to transport mana. This was also the reason why Lu Xia Tian dared to use this great divine ability.
This stretch of arm traverses clouds and mist, roaming through heaven and earth. Confined for over eight hundred years, I've never felt this chaotic demon domain's expanse so vast.
"Splendid, splendid indeed!" The armless man let out a long roar amidst the clouds and mist. Below, countless demonic beasts and low-level cultivators looked up in shock, able to only see a faint trace left in the empty space.
On his way back to the chaotic demon realm, Duan Bi dismissed the idea of returning to the Chiyue Desert. After being imprisoned in the Buddhist sect for so many years, Lu Xia Tian was also itching for a fight. If Peng Niu Saint Lord dared to go to the Chiyue Desert, he would have to make a move to deter him. Otherwise, after these eight hundred years, the chaotic demon realm might almost forget that there was someone like him.
Mountains and rivers rapidly receded behind them, as they journeyed through thousands of mountains and waters, all the way to Fengtian Mountain Range.
The Pounu Saint Lord was a powerful cultivator of the wind system, and Lotus had met his lotus avatar before. Lu Xia Tian knew where this guy was. Even if the Pounu Saint Lord wasn't there, his direct lineage and several powerful demon clans that relied on him had relatively stable activity areas.
Even if the monks run, the temple cannot. Below the Self-Condensed Realm, there are numerous Bull Demons, White-Eyed Wind Monkeys and other clans that are extremely active. There are also many chaotic forces from the Demon Domains who have been brought here, including humans and demons alike.
Many prisoners on the rack were tortured to varying degrees.
“East One Bear Emperor” Lu Xia Tian’s deputy deity saw a giant bear, also covered in dirt and grime, imprisoned within a black prison cart in the void. There was a silver ring flashing with spiritual light around its neck, which imprisoned Dong Yi Xiong Huang’s magical power. The combined demon cultivator who had already gained fame in the chaotic demon domain thousands of years ago was actually captured here. Looking at Dong Yi Xiong Huang’s lifeless eyes, Lu Xia Tian’s deputy deity also felt inexplicably moved.
The wolf drove the tiger back, and only then did the demonic army retreat. The demon alliance then entered the chaotic Demon Territory in a mighty force.
“It seems like we arrived just in time. That fellow, Lord Peng Niu, is still here.” Lu Xia Tian’s deputy deity let out a snort, his finger flicking. The thread of unformless Xuan fire he conjured flew straight towards the ground without a trace of smoke or heat, forcefully breaking the restrictions on Dong Yi Xiong Huang and the rest of the cultivators.
When the Eastern One Bear Emperor appeared, Wu Kai and the other cultivators' faces paled before quickly erupting with joy. They were like livestock being escorted here, almost seeing their fate unfold. According to those demonic beasts, this was the territory of Peng Niu Holy Lord. Those who dared to come here to rescue people could only be cultivators at the Mahayana stage. Those below the Mahayana stage would find it difficult to even reach this place.
With a deafening roar, the fiery strands broke free from some of the cultivators' restrictions and shot into the distant mountain. In an instant, two mountain peaks were obliterated in a violent explosion.
“Who dares to run wild on Tiānfēng Mountain!” A roar shook the depths of that mountain range. A ghostly ox-headed figure, its eyes sweeping across the void, came toward the one-armed man.
"You dare to cause trouble in my Chiyue Desert If I don't give you a taste of your own medicine, you'll really think I'm easy to manipulate." A voice came faintly from the void, shrouding the mountains below.
“Holy, Holy One!” The voice of Wu Kai trembled below, bowing his head. For eight hundred years, the Holy One had been silent. Even with the protection of lotus avatars these years, the entire Chiyue Desert always felt a distance.
"Lu Danwang!" Dong Yixiong had dealt with Lu Xiaoteng a long time ago, but he remembered Lu Xiaoteng's voice clearly. He just looked up, but there was no figure of Lu Xiaoteng in the void, only a severed arm floating in the air.uple of strikes from them, facing these Golden Immortal-level powerhouses, especially the terrifying pressure at their realm, was still immensely beneficial for Lu Xiaotian.Let me know if you have any...