CHAPTER 206: CHAPTER 168: LONGEVITY SKILL BREAKS THROUGH TO PERFECTION! (PART 2)

In an instant, the blood of those two disciples was pulled out from their bodies as if by an invisible hand.

The two disciples widened their eyes, filled with fear and despair, unable to utter a sound even with their mouths agape.

Within a few short breaths, their bodies rapidly shriveled, with their vitality completely extinguished, resembling nothing more than lifeless husks.

The youth’s blood-red eyes involuntarily revealed a hint of satisfaction.

Immediately, his figure blurred and vanished, darting ghost-like through the residence, as he hunted Yang family cultivators and ordinary people one by one.

Screams and cries for help echoed incessantly, yet in this dark night, they seemed so helpless and feeble.

The Foundation Establishment Cultivators of the Yang family quickly sensed the anomaly and hastily led the family elders to investigate.

However, when they perceived the horrifying aura emanating from the youth, their faces paled in terror as they exclaimed, "A Foundation... Foundation Establishment Perfection level fiend??"

This level of fiend was completely beyond the ability of their small Foundation Establishment family to resist.

"Quick... Run!" The Yang family Foundation Establishment Cultivators shouted desperately at the top of their lungs.

Everyone woke as if from a dream, panicking and fleeing in all directions.

However, by then, it was already too late. Against the bizarre and overwhelming strength of the fiend, their struggles were futile.

Except for a few fortunate souls who escaped with their lives, the entire Yang family of cultivators and ordinary people were completely drained.

The ground was littered with shriveled corpses, a ghastly and unbearable sight, akin to a hell on earth.

As more and more blood was consumed, the aura of the fiend grew increasingly stronger. Strange lights began to flicker around its body, as if undergoing some transformation.

After absorbing the blood of the Yang family Foundation Establishment Cultivators, the youth’s body radiated brilliance.

A vast and terrifying aura soared skyward, directly breaking through the shackles of Foundation Establishment, successfully transforming into a Golden Core fiend.

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Meanwhile, at Thousand Leaves Mountain.

In the cultivation chamber.

Xu Ping sat cross-legged on a meditation mat, his palms facing upward with eyes closed, his aura withdrawn.

As he slowly circulated the Longevity Skill, the surrounding Spiritual Qi seemed to be drawn invisibly from all directions, converging into a massive vortex above his head.

It was unknown how long he had been cultivating.

Suddenly, Xu Ping’s body erupted with light, exuding a vast and rich aura.

The vortex of Spiritual Qi that surrounded him was instantaneously scattered by this powerful force, transforming into strands that integrated into his body.

Xu Ping abruptly opened his eyes, filled with uncontainable delight: "The Longevity Skill... finally broke through to great success!"

He eagerly opened the panel and glanced at the cultivation technique section.

[Cultivation Technique: Longevity Skill Great Success: 1/1600]

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"It really succeeded!" Xu Ping couldn’t suppress his inner joy and burst into laughter.

Having spent so many years, he was now only one step away from Perfection.

He suppressed his excitement, closed his eyes, and carefully sensed the changes in his body.

Firstly, his cultivation speed had increased by a third; at his current pace, it was at least comparable to Earth Spirit Roots.

Originally, it would have taken over two more years to break through to Late-Stage Foundation Establishment, but now, it only required a little over a year.

This was within Xu Ping’s expectations; what delighted him the most was the enhancement in the purity of his liquid mana.

He used his Divine Sense to inspect his Dantian.

In the center of his Dantian, a slightly viscous azure liquid mana slowly circulated, emitting a deep blue glow.

"This Longevity mana... can it still be called liquid mana?" Xu Ping was astonished.

At this moment, the Longevity mana, though still far from complete solidification, was already distinctly different from ordinary liquid mana.

Xu Ping pondered briefly, then his palm flipped lightly, and a ghostly light flickered as the Upper Grade Purple Sun Sword appeared in his hand.

He attempted to infuse it with a strand of mana.

In an instant.

With a light hum, a sharp and extraordinarily potent aura radiated from the Purple Sun Sword, rippling outward like waves.

Yet, Xu Ping remained calm, unaffected, continuously channeling mana into the Purple Sun Sword.

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

The Purple Sun Sword burst forth with a fierce spirit glow, an overwhelming sharp aura that would strike fear into even the most seasoned Foundation Establishment Cultivators, like a tidal wave, filling the entire cultivation chamber.

"Limit reached!"

Xu Ping observed the ceaselessly quivering and whining Purple Sun Sword in his hand and ceased his mana infusion.

"Unexpectedly, with my now nearly transformed liquid mana, I can push the Upper Grade Purple Sun Sword to its limit." Xu Ping’s face showed a hint of surprise.

It’s worth noting that even a Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivator couldn’t attain such a level.

Indeed, Xu Ping’s liquid mana presently fell short in quantity compared to a Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivator, but its quality now far surpassed a typical Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivator.

"I wonder, with my current mana, can I control a proto-magic artifact?" Xu Ping pondered to himself.

A true magic artifact would be immensely powerful, far beyond his current ability to aspire towards, but a proto-magic artifact, slightly inferior to a true magic artifact, might be worthy of a trial.

If he could master it, it would elevate his strength by half a level at least.

However, the reality proved somewhat disappointing.

Currently, he had no suitable proto-magic artifact to attempt with, and given the current turbulent conditions, he had no place to seek or to acquire one.