Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

In the blink of an eye, the spirit of the Poison Dragon Python was greatly invigorated; the bloody hole healed rapidly at a visible pace.

Seeing this, Zhao Sheng's gaze turned cold, and without a word, he urged the sword formula. The Golden Essence Flying Sword, which had just pierced through, coiled around and transformed into a sword rainbow, slashing through again.

With a "puff" sound!

As expected, the Poison Dragon Python had suffered a great loss in its primordial qi, and even its fleshly defense had weakened significantly—it couldn't withstand the stabbing of the flying sword, and another bloody hole appeared next to its reverse scale.

Zhao Sheng, seeing that he had not struck a vital point, couldn't help but snort coldly; divine light surged in his eyes as the Spiritual Flying Sword instantly turned into a point of golden light, shooting into the Poison Dragon Python's reverse scale at an inconceivable speed.

In just a few breaths, having activated Bullet Time three times in a row, his mental strength was depleted by nearly a third.

After a flash of golden light. The reverse scale was penetrated, creating a hole, and the next instant, glistening blood, like jade, of the Poison Dragon Python spurted out.

Whirr!

The Golden Essence Flying Sword burst out from the other side of the Poison Dragon Python's neck, breaking through the scale armor and flying out swiftly.

Following a buzzing sound, the glow on both edges of the flying sword quickly dulled, its surface covered with a layer of bloody light, which writhed incessantly like a living thing.

Zhao Sheng couldn't help but grunt in displeasure. His complexion changed, realizing he had lost control of the flying sword.

The Spiritual Artifact flying sword, having lost much of its spiritual essence, wobbled through the air for a bit before suddenly crashing down as if it had lost power.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Sheng was alarmed and without thinking, he suddenly grasped at the void with one hand, while the other sleeve vibrated and flicked out.

With a "swoo" sound,

As the flying sword was pulled back by an invisible force, a bright blue Thunder Ball suddenly appeared in the hole at the vital seven-inch spot of the Poison Dragon Python, burrowing fiercely into it.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion reverberated through heaven and earth; blood and flesh scattered everywhere, falling into the sea and splashing up countless droplets.

First struck by the sword at its seven-inch spot and then shattered by the Water Mine, even the Demon Python known for its life force couldn't withstand such an assault.

Though the Poison Dragon Python did not die instantly, its massive body writhed in the sea, stirring up waves.

But Zhao Sheng knew the Poison Dragon Python was already dead; it was just the instinctual reactions of its body now.

This was evident from the way the Black Poison Python Group suddenly panicked and scattered, frantically fleeing in all directions.

Zhao Sheng avoided the last struggles of the Poison Dragon Python and released the Light Spirit Flying Boat.

After boarding the Flying Boat, he used his Divine Sense to pilot the flying boat down to the sea surface, lifting up the remains of four Second-order Demon Pythons, and placed them into the emptied Storage Bag.

Next, he dived into the sea, searching in all directions.

In one hour, he slew dozens of Black Poison Pythons and finally extracted the remains of Meng Quyi and Fang Weishan from inside a Black Poison Python.

At this time, the writhing body of the Poison Dragon Python was gradually losing its vitality and becoming sluggish.

Zhao Sheng waited patiently for another hour, until the Poison Dragon Python had completely stopped moving, before he went forward and smoothly stored its body in the specially prepared Storage Bag.

It was only then that Zhao Sheng fully relaxed, feeling both joy and sorrow in his heart.

Over the past two years, he had been living a reclusive life within the Spring and Autumn Alliance, devoting himself to Cultivation and Alchemy, and had not made many friends; Meng Quyi was one of the few he had.

Now, Meng had carelessly died in this unknown sea area, his hundred years of arduous cultivation dissipated in vain. What a pity, a great pity indeed!

With these thoughts, Zhao Sheng recalled Ge Chen, who had fled without warning, and couldn't help feeling a blaze of nameless anger.

Even though he knew that Ge Chen's actions were quite common in the Cultivation World, Zhao Sheng still despised such behavior deeply.

What kind of person was this! Brother Meng and Fang Weishan had both been invited by him to hunt pythons together.

Setting aside their deaths, couldn't Ge Chen at least have sent a message before fleeing?

This act was clearly using him as a scapegoat!

Nevertheless, Zhao Sheng could do nothing to Ge Chen for the time being. After all, Ge was a favored disciple of Master Xu Chong and a Second-Order Alchemist, highly regarded by the Spring and Autumn Alliance.

Zhao Sheng, being merely a Foundation Establishment Minister, couldn't compare with Ge Chen at all.

Zhao Sheng knew that he had now formed an enmity with Ge Chen. Although now was not the time, he vowed to settle this account at a later date.

After all the corpses of the Demon Pythons on the sea surface had been salvaged.

Zhao Sheng put away the Flying Boat, took a deep dive into the sea, and quickly swam downwards.

A moment later, he easily reached the ocean floor, ten thousand feet deep.

After searching around for a while, he found a sunken sea pit, and with a flip of his hand, a completely lustrous Sea Shell suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.

The Sea Shell flew out, its size swelling enormously to fifty to sixty feet, and it settled into the sea pit.

Zhao Sheng cast two spells with his hands, and a layer of white light emerged on the Sea Shell. The shell was suddenly supported open by rune stone pillars, creating a crack. Zhao Sheng flashed and entered through it.

Having entered the Bei Mansion Cave Heaven, Zhao Sheng headed straight for the quiet room within the courtyard. After he entered the quiet room, he immediately sat cross-legged on an apricot-yellow cushion and began to meditate to recover his consumed Divine Sense and Spiritual Power.

Beneath the sea was pitch black, without light or sound, almost devoid of the concepts of day and night.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, looking lively as he stood up and walked out of the quiet room.

A short while later, Zhao Sheng emerged from the Sea Shell.

With a thought, he saw the Sea Shell instantly shrink to the size of a palm, floated up from the pit, flew back to Zhao Sheng's palm, and then was stored inside his chest.

Zhao Sheng did not immediately return to Nine Virtuous Isle, but instead swam towards the seabed of rocky reefs where the Black Poison Pythons had nested the night before.

He still remembered that the Spiritual Energy there was abnormally high, and he wanted to search the area again.

Before long, that chaotic seabed of rocky reefs entered the range of his Divine Sense.

Zhao Sheng took out a Sunshine Stone, whose intense white light dispersed the darkness for about sixty feet around.

Holding the Sunshine Stone, Zhao Sheng sensed the varying levels of surrounding Spiritual Energy, slowly swimming towards the area with the highest concentration.

The area of this seabed rocky reef wasn't large, roughly sixteen or seventeen acres, with the rocks becoming larger towards the center.

In just a dozen or so breaths, Zhao Sheng had swum to the center of the rocks, where a coral stone pillar, over thirty feet high and six to seven feet in diameter, stood before him.

The place with the richest Spiritual Energy was this stone pillar.

Zhao Sheng thought for a moment and instantly recalled the huge coral reef pillar near the Mist Sea Area that was about to protrude above the sea surface.

Though the two were vastly different in size, both were formed from rare Coral Spirit Mothers, one gray, while the one before him was green all over.

With a brief discernment, Zhao Sheng sensed that the surrounding Spiritual Energy was primarily of the Water Element.

If there were a Spirit Vein here, it would certainly be a Water Element Spirit Vein below.

Due to the geographical factors of the Shattered Star Sea, the Spirit Veins were mostly of water and earth elements, followed by metal and wood, with the Fire Element Spirit Veins being the rarest.

Zhao Sheng was eighty percent certain that beneath this coral stone pillar lay a Water Element Spirit Vein.

With this thought, Zhao Sheng immediately took out a High-grade Magical Weapon Wind Blade and began to dig at the base of the pillar.

This digging lasted for two full days, with Zhao Sheng working tirelessly, eventually excavating a passage over thirty feet long.

Bang!

Half a day later, as Zhao Sheng struck the stone wall with a blade, his hand suddenly felt empty, and a hole appeared in front of him, emitting a faint blue water light.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Sheng was overjoyed inside and began to excavate vigorously.

He quickly opened up a stone cave half the height of a person and, unable to wait, crawled inside.

Behind the stone cave was a small, spherical grotto, only slightly more than ten feet high and not more than six feet wide.

The grotto was empty, but in a small depression in the center lay a pool of pale blue, clear Spirit Liquid.

The Spirit Liquid emitted a faint bright blue glow, illuminating the entire grotto, casting a blue hue over Zhao Sheng's face.

Upon seeing this Spirit Liquid, Zhao Sheng immediately exclaimed in delight, "Jade Spirit Liquid!"

"Hey hey, Brother Zhao would have guessed it just right." Hearing this, Zhao Sheng's eyes gleamed, and without another word, he shook his staff which then extended and bent from both ends, transforming into a pitch-black giant bow.

Then with a shout, he drew the bow open, and a dazzling golden Light Arrow appeared on the giant bow.

With a "whoosh" sound!