Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

When Ape Thirteen woke up again, the Azure-Eyed Suanni Beast was still asleep. The big monkey had no meat to eat and nothing to do, so it felt extremely bored and jumped up and down, demanding that Zhang Yuanjing put the Azure-Eyed Suanni Beast into his spirit beast bag and go somewhere else to play.

Zhang Yuanjing didn't know how long the Azure-Eyed Suanni Beast needed to sleep. Seeing that the Origin Stone was also motionless and he couldn't capture the Void Beast, he put away the Suanni Beast and continued deeper into the secret realm with Ape Thirteen.

According to the secret realm map he had memorized, Zhang Yuanjing followed the plain between the two mountains towards the innermost part of the secret realm.

After traveling more than a thousand miles, the vegetation gradually changed. The original dense grass and forest disappeared, leaving only sparsely distributed short grass, its color withered and yellow, presenting a scene of decline. The soil in the ground decreased, and the gravel increased, as if entering a desert.

Zhang Yuanjing looked at the high mountains on both sides from a distance. The mountains were full of huge rocks, bare and silent.

He specifically flew towards the mountain range on the left, and at the edge of the mountain range, there seemed to be an invisible barrier blocking his path.

This situation was similar to a mustard seed space, but this secret realm was a real place in Mount Sumeru, but because of the alienation of the spiritual energy environment, it was isolated from the original world and became a separate realm.

He continued to fly forward, and the world was desolate, and the spiritual energy became thinner and thinner. When he reached the location of the wolf's mouth on the map, the mountains disappeared, leaving only a boundless wilderness, without any spiritual energy or vitality, only space cracks flashing like phantoms.

"Woo woo! Woo woo!"

The sound of the wind flashed through the space cracks, like someone crying miserably, sounding particularly eerie.

Going further ahead was uncharted territory. According to the records in the Xuan Yuan Hall's classics, a Golden Core cultivator once ventured nearly ten thousand miles into the wasteland. The scenery remained unchanged, but the space cracks appeared more and more frequently and in greater numbers, which was too dangerous, so he returned to the hall.

Zhang Yuanjing suspended the Geng Metal Yuan Qi above his head, carefully avoiding the areas where space cracks appeared, and slowly moved forward. After traveling a thousand miles, he stopped.

The space cracks ahead appeared very frequently. His escape technique was not good, so he dared not venture forward. He only approached a few stable space cracks to observe the situation inside. To his surprise, he did not see any Void Qi emerging.

He originally thought that since this place was caused by the collapse of the Thick Earth Sect's mustard seed space into the outer void, there must be space cracks directly connected to the outer void.

But now it seemed that this was not the case. On second thought, this was normal. If so many space cracks connecting to the outer void had been left behind, this secret realm would probably have become another Void Demon world.

These space cracks were like the open mouths of strange beasts, with chaos inside and only the sound of wind echoing. If swallowed, he didn't know if he could come out alive, and even if he could, he probably wouldn't know where he had been moved to.

However, if this was the case, where did the Void Qi in the swamp come from? Could it be that there was a polar cave connecting to the outer void below the swamp?

However, even if there was a polar cave there, it could not explain why this boundless wasteland appeared.

Throughout the Xuan Yuan world, he had been surrounded by spiritual energy, comparable to a large spiritual acupoint, but when he arrived here, there was none at all. Why didn't the spiritual energy flow here? It seemed that there was a natural repulsive force that pushed the spiritual energy away.

He pondered for a moment, put Ape Thirteen into the spirit beast bag, used the earth escape technique, and burrowed into the ground.

The soil here was mostly sandy and gravelly, but it became even softer below. He tunneled forward all the way, feeling that he had gone nearly a thousand miles again, and then he approached the surface to release his divine sense to investigate. As the Golden Core cultivator had said, space cracks appeared more and more frequently, almost like spots of light flashing in the air, making it difficult to avoid them in time.

Just as he was hesitating whether to continue forward, the Origin Stone in his storage bracelet suddenly moved, and then a thought came, wanting to devour the crystal stones.

Zhang Yuanjing gave all the crystal stones he had taken from the late-stage demon core beast to the big stone. Unexpectedly, this time the Origin Stone did not fall into a state of sleep, but instead sent him a message, asking him to infuse his magic power to help it refine the crystal stones.

Zhang Yuanjing was overjoyed when he heard this, estimating that it was a critical moment. He cleared a ten-foot space fifty feet underground, released the Origin Stone from his dantian, but only kept it at about a foot in size, and then released his magic power and poured it into the stone.

The Origin Stone had its own channels for transporting magic power, and it guided the power of the Thick Earth to travel through it, constantly refining the crystal stones.

Probably because it had already absorbed a batch of crystal stones, the Origin Stone refined them very quickly this time. In just one day, it refined all the crystal stones into pure single-attribute spiritual energy and turned them into its own.

These single-attribute spiritual energies merged with a strange object in the Origin Stone's body, producing an extremely strong spiritual power that constantly transformed it.

Zhang Yuanjing was secretly amazed, guessing that the strange object might be the gray particles refined by the Origin Stone, but this refinement was not thorough, so it needed extremely polarized spiritual energy to neutralize it.

However, the power produced by the fusion of these two strange objects was a great power that he had never seen before. It naturally had a high degree of spirituality and was undoubtedly the best tonic for demons or magical treasures to increase their wisdom.

He clearly felt that the Origin Stone's spirituality was rapidly increasing, soaring towards a certain critical point, infinitely approaching that point. As long as it broke through its obstacles, it could give birth to spiritual consciousness and be comparable to innate spiritual treasures in terms of spiritual level.

He was full of anticipation, but after waiting and waiting, he found that the Origin Stone could not break through that obstacle. It was clearly only a line away, but it could never reach it.

The Origin Stone was full of energy and repeatedly impacted, like a cultivator breaking through a bottleneck. Each time, it felt like it could succeed, but it always failed for some reason.

Compared to the complexity of a cultivator's mind, the Origin Stone was much simpler. It just kept impacting and would not have any feelings of frustration or doubt. This was also a benefit of low spirituality.

However, although it was not afraid of failure and never felt discouraged, it just could not break through that barrier.

Zhang Yuanjing immediately understood that the Origin Stone asked him to assist with magic power, not to refine the crystal stones, but for this purpose.

He guided his magic power, followed the Origin Stone's aura, and moved towards its body, attaching his divine soul power to the magic power and merging a trace of his thought into the Origin Stone's aura.

The Origin Stone was not a demon beast, it had no divine soul or sea of consciousness. Its spirituality was only hidden in its own aura and had not emerged to become an independently existing spirituality.

Therefore, Zhang Yuanjing could only send a trace of his thought into its aura. Whether it could merge into its spirituality depended on its own good fortune.

The Origin Stone also understood that it was at a critical moment when opportunity was approaching, and it launched more frequent impacts on the bottleneck, consuming the spiritual power again and again.

As the number of failures increased, the Origin Stone gradually developed a sense of doubt, and the momentum of breaking through suddenly stagnated.

However, when this thought appeared, its spirituality also focused on this, revealing a trace of its outline from the thick aura. Taking this opportunity, Zhang Yuanjing dropped that trace of thought into it, and it merged with the Origin Stone's spirituality.

The thought that Zhang Yuanjing conveyed was a sense of certain victory. The Origin Stone's still hazy spirituality gained this thought and suddenly had an emotion, a desire to win. It immediately mustered all its strength and rushed again.

"Whoosh!"

A certain obstacle was broken through, and a mysterious existence was born from the Origin Stone's aura, like a newborn baby, but it was born able to speak: "Master, I can speak!"

The voice was very childish and full of joy. The Origin Stone finally condensed its spiritual consciousness.

Zhang Yuanjing was overjoyed and said, "Origin Stone, you have finally broken through to the third level! It was worth feeding you all those good things!"

The Origin Stone said crisply, "Origin Stone thanks Master for the grace of nurturing!"

Zhang Yuanjing felt a little awkward when he heard this and quickly said, "Origin Stone is not your name. From now on, you will be called, um, called Zhang Shi!"

"Oh, so my name is Zhang Shi. Zhang Shi thanks Master for giving me a name!" The Origin Stone was overjoyed and quickly shook its round body, thanking Zhang Yuanjing.