Chapter Eighty-Seven Swatting Flies

  "This time I left, but left a big trouble. If my meditation power could rise a few more points, the wind and snow would be nothing. Unfortunately, the spiritual beast of the higher soul and the heavenly spirit stone are both treasures that can only be encountered by chance, and it's already a great luck to have met one once, I don't know when I'll meet another...". Zhuo Yifan took a deep breath and sighed in his heart.

  "Ronghun Zhuanjing" and "Dà ā Xiūluó Mó Dì Jīng" two kinds of supreme soul skills have always had limitations on the material aspect. It's like a hungry wolf, clearly having the opportunity to hunt for food, but unfortunately without teeth. In the end, it can only stare blankly at the delicious food that has fallen into its hands, unable to take a bite.

  Due to the quality of the soul and the power of meditation, the training value of the Demon Eye is becoming less and less. Moreover, there are no high-grade spirit beasts that surpass the upper grade here, or if there are, they are extremely ferocious species.

  He couldn't help but feel secretly delighted: "This time, I was lucky to encounter the mutated Emerald Anaconda and obtain the Wood Attribute Heavenly Spirit Stone. What good fortune! It's a good thing it was an Emerald Anaconda; if it were another Dark Spiritual Beast with extremely high intelligence, I'd probably be the one who ends up being disembowelled."

  So for Zhuo Yifan, the shallow and middle layers of the forest have obviously lost their effect, he needs to go deeper!

  One or two minutes after flying out of the cave, the violent dragon army had already submerged the mountain slope from just now. Countless trees were knocked down by the loud noise, and one after another, the iron-clad figures trampled on the tree trunks, crushing them into piles of powder. The defense of Shura's hand was quite good, but it was still a bit difficult to resist the violent dragon beast tide.

  Whoosh!

  "The Shura's Hand" transformed into wings that flapped continuously. Due to the lack of obstacles, its speed was more than ten times faster than when it darted through the forest.

  At this moment, Bao Jiaolong would never have thought that Zhuo Yifan had already shaken them off and gained temporary safety.

  Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

  Three red shadows suddenly descended into the jungle, it was Zhuo Yifan and his party.

  His meditation power has reached 3.0, and his spiritual realm has merged with the Ling brain boundary, opening up the basic defensive soul technique of the Shura path inheritance. He can summon the Shura hand as a shield or transform it into wings to fly, but he cannot sustain it for too long.

  At his current level, flying continuously for ten thousand meters, or about ten miles, was already the limit. At this time, he couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic for the spaceship that had brought him back to Earth from the spirit world, which could travel to distant planets hundreds of light-years away in the blink of an eye, and was countless times faster than his own flight.

  "Awesome teammate, I didn't expect your mental strength to be this strong?! So awesome! Standing next to you, I can even feel a sense of pressure!"

  Leishi and Lanyuer were both placed steadily on the ground by Zhuo Yifan, thinking they were dreaming: "You're really just a two-star soul cultivator?"

  "I'm just a two-star Soul Master, of course." Zhuo Yifan smiled wryly and didn't hide it: "My current mental strength is 3.0, but the soul technique I use is more powerful than others at the same level. It's nothing special."

  He looked in the direction from which it had just flown, radiating his meditation force outward. He could vaguely feel the commotion created by the violent dragon in the distance, but it was apparently still very far away and not worth worrying about.

  To ensure a direct kill on Fūjin next time, it's essential to increase his mental strength. However, the evolved versions of "Shura no Yaiba" and "Shura no Te", still have a long way to go in terms of the required mental strength. He warned himself not to be too ambitious, at least for now, he won't be at a disadvantage in attack and defense.

  "I don't know when I can break through the boundaries of my spiritual realm, but for now, I only have experience and not enough insight into my soul." thought Zhuo Yifan to himself.

  If the spiritual boundary can be improved, it will also greatly help with meditation. Especially when reaching the level of leaving the soul, not only can the soul leave and return to the physical body, but also give control over the soul "soul illusion", achieving a high degree of control over the soul, unparalleled soul power!

  "I'm going, and there's still half of the Blood Pattern left..." Leishi checked the Blood Prison Symbol and shouted.

  "We're not far from the Deep Zone now, and even walking there will give us plenty of time, no need to rush." Zhuo Yifan waved his hand and smiled at Leishi: "This trip to Blood Prison was really worth it."

  "You're just a freak! You can live on even after eating a piece of spiritual stone!" Leshi curled his lips, he didn't dare to say that from entering the Blood Prison to now, he had no harvest at all. Compared with those secular cultivators who died under the claws and teeth of the spiritual beasts, his harvest was already considerable.

  Although he says so, he still has some admiration for the young man in front of him. When he was most difficult, he lent a helping hand. When he was most confused, he gave reminders. From the initial helplessness and loss, he gradually integrated into this life. Coming to Blood Prison, his greatest gain is this "divine teammate"!

  "Shuang Er, are you alright?" Zhuo Yifan asked upon seeing Lan Shuang Er's dazed expression.

  "Hey Brother Yi Fan, it seems like there's some movement up ahead?" Lan Shuang Er slightly furrowed her brow.

  Zhuo Yifan released his meditation power, slightly sensed it, and nodded: "Indeed, there is human movement, should be a small team. It's not easy to rush here."

  "Go take a look." After some thought, Zhuo Yifan beckoned to the two of them and then ventured deeper into the forest, with the other two closely following behind.

  ……

  In the jungle teeming with crises, tall trees and various strange-shaped vegetation grew, and through the layers of branches and leaves, a small wooden house emerged, and at this moment, a lone figure stood with an ashen face, staring ahead.

  A group of five people surrounded him, their eyes full of threatening meaning, all wearing bloody clothes, apparently stripped from some dead cultivators.

  "Hand over the key quickly, this is the result of our joint efforts by the five of us."

  A young man wearing a blood-stained blue shirt smiled slyly at the person surrounded in the middle: "Hand it over obediently, there will be benefits, and you won't be left out."

  "Not allowed!"

  "This fifteen or sixteen year old youth furiously roared: 'I'd rather die! I won't hand over the key to you guys! You're so ruthless, harming your own teammates and abandoning me. I finally managed to kill that iron-spiked boar, got the key and map, and found this place - these are my spoils of war! Don't even think about taking them away from me!'"

  Are we cruel?

  That young man burst out laughing, and two or three other youths nearby also followed with snickering sounds: "Zhou Muqiu, did you hit your head on a pig and get stunned? If we weren't ruthless enough, do you think you could have survived until now? It was you! Using these hands of yours, push that Yin City disciple off the cliff!"

  "You five people with five mouths, whatever you say goes! It's clear that you want to tarnish her innocence and drive her to death. Now you're shamelessly blaming me! Bastards!" The young man named Zhou Muqiu couldn't help but burst into anger, clenching his fists tightly.

  "In the early days of Sanxuan Prefecture, it was just a matter of the Ten Forms' power. Do you think that with just one person, you can resist us five? Zhou Muqiu, do you think that relying on your identity as the son of the Moon Flower King City's lord, we wouldn't dare to kill you? This is the Blood Prison, and if you die here, no one will be responsible for sending you out. You can try attacking me if you want!" The blue-clothed youth sneered, his eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty glint as he advanced on Zhou Muqiu without retreating."

  The atmosphere at this moment had almost dropped to freezing point, Zhou Muqiu could even feel his heart "thumping" wildly, and just then, a voice suddenly came from behind, followed by the sight of three unfamiliar figures emerging from the woods.

  "A cultivator with two innate talents? What a rare delicacy! Wow, what a treat! And there's also a beautiful woman who has transcended the mundane world! It's a pity that little girl from before died, but now it's finally our turn to savor her!" A young man in yellow clothes spotted the three figures and suddenly fixed his gaze on Blue Twin, his eyes gleaming with desire.

  "Come here! Robbery!" The young man in blue clothes also put down his guard after sensing the strength of the three, and sneered with a tone that brooked no argument.

  "Robbery?" Leishi pointed to himself, then stared at the several idiots in front of him and shook his head secretly, thinking how he always encountered a few morons who measured strength by their realm.

  "It's you who is in trouble!"

  A big fat man wearing a bright red robe suddenly let out a loud roar, his plump body not hindering his speed in the slightest. In an instant, he burst forth with a yellow spiritual energy and made a vicious swipe at Leishi, intending to make an example of him by killing the chicken to scare the monkey.

  Bang!

  Leishi didn't say a word, took a step forward, and swung his palm in a seemingly casual motion. However, this gave the fat man no time to react at all. The fat man, who had just arrived at the Three Mysteries Realm's border, only felt a blackness before his eyes, and his plump body immediately rolled out like a rolling gourd, directly crashing into a large tree and breaking it in two, showing just how powerful Leishi's palm strike was.

  Of course, Fatso didn't die, he was just knocked unconscious. Leishi's mood seemed to be okay, and he didn't make a killer move.

  This happened almost in the blink of an eye, and no one in the scene had time to react. Even the young man in blue was staring blankly at a large piece of flesh with a blood arc flying out of sight, and his arrogant momentum was instantly suppressed.

  Under those stunned gazes, Leishi calmly patted off the dust on his red robe and smiled wryly.

  "Sorry, I was trying to swat a mosquito just now. Didn't expect to accidentally hit this kind sir..."