My Informative Cultivation Life

"Tenfold battle power, this Supreme Evil Crystal truly contains the treasure of the origin of Evil Qi, it actually brought me a terrifying tenfold increase in battle power!" Yang Ji looked at his own fingers, hardly believing his excitement.

He immediately continued to absorb the Origin of Evil Qi, hoping to enhance his battle power even further.

But in the next moment, fine cracks began to appear on his body, as if it was about to fall apart.

Suddenly, a new message displayed: [The body's capacity for bearing the Origin of Evil Qi has reached its limit!]

"Little brother, don't be greedy. Although your Immortal Primordial Spirit is undying and your mind is unparalleled, protected from the invasion of Evil Qi, your body is still too weak. It is merely comparable to a low-grade Dao Artifact and cannot withstand more Origin of Evil Qi," the Rail Wooden Box unexpectedly offered a kind reminder.

Hearing this, Yang Ji was not disappointed; instead, his eyes lit up: "My Humanoid Weapon has been cultivated for many years, its strength indefinitely nearing that of a mid-grade Dao Artifact. Once I make the breakthrough, I can withstand more Evil Qi. By then, even if I cannot defeat Mo Wudao, I won't be beaten so miserably by him."

"If I deploy the Three Immortals Formation again and increase my battle power even further, I might not be able to contend with him, but managing a stalemate is definitely achievable."

"Senior, thank you for this Supreme Evil Crystal, I will remember this favor," he said.

"Heh, this kid actually has some conscience! Having a conscience is good, afraid of meeting those without one, then the 'love' I have can't work its magic," the Rail Wooden Box thought wickedly, then said, "Don't mention it, don't mention it, we are in the same boat now. It's good for you to become stronger."

"You actually want to use love to influence me? If hard tactics don't work, you try a soft approach? Very well, very well, I'll accept all your 'love'. I'll take any treasures and benefits that come my way. Eventually, I will also get your Evil Ancestor True Scripture, even if I don't cultivate it, it's good to study."

Yang Ji looked at the Rail Wooden Box and chuckled to himself.

The Supreme Evil Crystal was in hand, but he still lacked one essential step – to refine it into his own Magical Treasure.

Otherwise, the Evil Qi merged into his body would be difficult to dispel, and the constant emanation of Evil Qi from the crystal would also be troublesome.

Thinking this, Yang Ji sat down cross-legged and began refining the Supreme Evil Crystal.

Days went by, one after another.

A year later.

Yang Ji had thoroughly refined the Supreme Evil Crystal and transformed it into one of his Magical Treasures.

With just a thought, rolling Evil Qi merged into his body, and with another thought, the crystal absorbed back all the emanated Origin of Evil Qi.

With ease of control, bolstering himself with Evil Qi would be more convenient in the future.

Yang Ji smiled, merged the crystal into his body, and then turned into a beam of light, shooting out of the Evil Mist Canyon.

The team now possessed one or two True Inheritor Talismans each, already qualifying for the status of True Disciples.

He wasn't so keen on finding more True Inheritor Talismans anymore; instead, he led his companions towards the Central Area, seeking opportunities along the way.

So they wandered for a year.

One day, his clone suddenly sent a message.

"Oh? The Five Great Demon Sects have gathered twenty teams, including five Immortal Ranking Geniuses, and formed the Divine Demon Slaying Array, intending to use it to lure and kill me?"

Upon reading the information relayed by his clone, Yang Ji couldn't help but smile, "Interesting, very interesting, so be it, I'll indulge you and attend this feast of life and death."

Amidst his chuckles, the color of his black pupils swiftly turned to gray, and the Evil Qi within him began to spread.

Across a continuous mountain range shrouded in clouds and mist, amidst the peaks, there was a clear open space.

The geniuses of the Five Great Demon Sects were gathered here, each sitting at one corner of the formation, ready for battle.

"Senior brother, do you think that Yang Ji will come?" a disciple from the Heavenly Demon Sect asked in a subdued voice.

"If he doesn't come, let him live a little longer. If he dares to come, let him die right here!" a genius from the Heavenly Demon Sect said with a cold laugh.

"Really? You wish for me to die right here? I'm afraid it won't go as you wish!" Suddenly, a deep laugh resonated from high above.

The next moment, the heavens and the earth shook, and an enormous gray fist, enveloped in endless Evil Qi and with the force of a star, hammered down with the power of the Nine Heavens, ruthlessly striking down.

Along its path, infinite space was crushed, power was twisted, and the dreadful aura spread downwards.

"Not good! The Demon God appears!" Below, the expressions of the disciples of the Demon Sects changed, instantly realizing what was happening, they spurred the Divine Demon Slaying Array into action, gathering boundless energy, which materialized into a titanic Demon God radiating a heaven-soaring aura within the array.

"Roar!" With a tremble of its arms and a ferocious bellow, the Devil God's Fist, surrounded by endless black flames, was fiercely thrown upwards.

Bang!

Upon contact, the two fists created a terrifying ripple of energy that instantly spread out.

The fierce wind tore through all directions.

This time, it was truly an earth-shattering event.

The moment the Devil God's Fist made contact, it was instantly pounded into dust; the wild and unrestrained power pierced straight through, and the Demon God's body was also shattered in an instant.

Yang Ji's fist was bolstered tenfold by the Origin of Evil Qi, utilizing the Three Immortals Formation and employing all the World Force at his disposal, revealing his full foundation in an unstoppable force.

Meet a god, kill a god; meet a demon, kill a demon.

Far too invincible.

"What? How is that possible!!! Our twenty teams, a total of two hundred geniuses, were operating the Divine Demon Slaying Array and the Demon God it conjured was blown up by his punch? What kind of monster is he!!!"

The Disciples of the Demon Sect were inwardly roaring in madness, screaming, with tears of blood manifesting in their eyes upon witnessing this scene, completely overturning their imagination.

Their souls were trembling, their bodies were shaking.

Fear magnified infinitely at the moment the gray fist descended.

Bang!

A fist slammed down onto the ground.

A terrifying power directly tore apart the Array, and the force that dissipated transformed into wild dragons charging in all directions, causing screams of agony in an instant.

Bang bang bang bang!

Ninety percent of the Demon Sect Disciples were blasted into a mist of blood by the force and died completely.

The remaining ten percent, Disciples of the Demon Emperor, managed to reconstitute their forms, but their expressions of horror gradually grew dull, and then frenzied. Enjoy new stories from empire

They did not possess an Immortal Primordial Spirit as mighty as Yang Ji's; once the Origin of Evil Qi entered their bodies, it instantly eroded their minds, driving each of them insane.

Yang Ji took this opportunity to flick his sword finger, and a sharp Sword Qi slashed through the air.

Zzzap!

Zzzap!

The remaining ten percent of Demon Sect Disciples, including those five Immortal Ranking Geniuses, were instantly cut to pieces, their bodies scattered in chunks.

Blood pooled on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, all were dead!

"Now that I'm going all out, not even Immortal Ranking Geniuses can take a single punch!" Yang Ji felt overwhelmingly powerful, so strong that even he felt astonished by his own strength – what kind of experience was that?

Unrivaled among his peers!

Except for freaks at the level of Mo Wudao, there seemed to be no one who could stand against him.

"Senior brother, you are simply a freak! No, you're absolutely a monster!" Shang Guanwu's mouth fell agape, shocked beyond coherence.

"To kill two hundred geniuses with a single punch, including five from the Immortal Ranking, what kind of prowess is that?" Xuan Chi was utterly astonished inside, looking at Yang Ji's silhouette, which suddenly seemed even taller, like a holy image in the clouds, only to be looked up to.

"Tenfold battle power, only your heaven-defying and mighty Primordial Spirit could endure so much evil Qi without being eroded," Yan Zhan approached and said.

Yang Ji smiled and did not inform everyone that tenfold battle power was only a starting point; if his body's strength reached that of a mid-grade Dao Artifact, he would be able to bear even more Evil Qi and unleash even more terrifying power.

"Senior brother, these people had a total of thirty-five True Inheritance Talismans!" Zhong Jun collected all the scattered True Inheritance Talismans from the ground and handed them to Yang Ji.

"Not bad, this counts as an extra gain," Yang Ji received them and casually stored them away.

"Everyone! The clone I have outside just received a message. It was Senior Brother Gu of the Sect's Immortal Ranking who informed us. They've found a piece of the Ancient Battlefield in the central area of the Battlefield of Inheritances, from which emerged many inheritances. Geniuses of all races, upon hearing the news, are rushing there.

It's said that Mo Wudao has been in there for the past ten years; he seems to be accepting an inheritance inside a dilapidated Divine Hall," Li Yinxue approached and said with a grave voice.

"Mo Wudao? Accepting an inheritance? No wonder he said it's hard for him to split his attention!" Yang Ji's expression flickered.

"Because of the unpredictability of the assessment, the Battlefield of Inheritances changes every time. The regional arrangement keeps transforming. With each assessment, the Immortal King releases many treasures for everyone to obtain good fortune, and that piece of the Ancient Battlefield in the central area is likely the greatest boon released in this assessment," Yan Zhan spoke slowly.

"In that case, let's head straight there!" Yang Ji's gaze sharpened, and upon thinking of Mo Wudao, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

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