I'm a body cultivator, so it's normal for me to destroy a star with one punch, right?

The Wu tribe is most skilled in "Gu" and "spiritual power".

With Wu Jiu's cultivation level, how powerful must his "natal witchcraft" be?
Although he was currently 300 million kilometers away from the Kunlun Realm and was afraid of alerting the enemy, the "Gu worm" he released was only a very weak one on his body, but it was still not something that ordinary Celestial Phenomenon Realm or Fish-Dragon Realm cultivators could deal with.

"peaceful……"

"It must be the name of a place, but I don't understand why there are only six of the Seven Swordsmen of Anning... Could it be that the seventh one is dead?"

Wu Jiu secretly pondered.

Using the Gu worm as his eyes, ears, hands, and feet, he controlled the corpse of "Young Master Yun," causing Young Master Yun to "come back to life" and his cultivation level to rise steadily, eventually reaching the peak of the ninth level of the Fish-Dragon Realm!
At this moment.

Young Master Yun's aura radiated outwards, his body shimmering with divine light, his presence intense.

He stood in the middle of the forest, surrounded by ruins.

Zhang San, Wang Mazi, Wei Jian, and Chen Yu were all knocked away and seriously injured.

As for Li Si...

He was poisoned by hallucinogenic drugs and has not yet recovered.

Feng Shaoyu fell unconscious on the ground and has not yet regained consciousness.

"Submit, or die!"

When "Young Master Yun" spoke, his voice was cold, hoarse, and devoid of any emotion.

"Surrender?"

Zhang San coughed up a mouthful of blood and sneered, "I, the Blazing Sword, have roamed the martial world for so many years, and I've never even known the meaning of the word 'submission'... Let alone a mere ninth-level Fish-Dragon Realm cultivator. Do you really think you've got us cornered?"

Zheng!
A powerful sword intent soared into the sky, transforming into a continuous expanse of sword intent in the night!
Because of the fusion of sword intent and "fire-type extraordinary ability", Zhang San's sword intent appeared as a crimson color, which was extremely conspicuous in the night sky, like a large area of ​​fiery clouds!
A wisp of Taoist charm emanated from his body.

This Daoist aura rapidly intensified, and finally...

boom!
Zhang San's aura surged, and he stepped into the Fish-Dragon Realm!
He held his sword and slashed out, unleashing a crimson sword aura that resembled a fiery sunset, enveloping the "Young Master Yun"!

"Young Master Yun" waved his hand, shattering the sword energy. A hint of surprise flashed in his dark pupils. He said, "The Way of the Sword? The Way of Fire? You, a mere early-stage Fish-Dragon Realm cultivator, have already fused the two paths. You truly deserve to be called a prodigy of the Kunlun Realm... Unfortunately, your cultivation is too weak. Before this Emperor... before this Emperor, you cannot cause any trouble!"

"What if I'm included?"

red!
Wang Mazi's body surged with sword energy, and his aura exploded. Following Zhang San, he also stepped into the Fish-Dragon Realm!
On cultivation level...

Wang Mazi is no match for Zhang San, who combines "fire-type extraordinary power" with "sword skills," but his swordsmanship is expansive and fierce. With a single strike, he tears through the night sky, creating a massive sword aura thousands of meters long.

"Third Master, Fifth Master, I'm here to lend you a hand!"

Wei Jian shouted.

His aura exploded, and a terrifying sword intent rose into the sky. Suddenly, he let out a loud "Ah!" and a "light sword" flew out from between his eyebrows.

"brush!"

Chen Yu emerged from underground and shouted, "Since that's the case, then I, Chen, will stop pretending... I'll lay my cards on the table. In fact, my cultivation level can directly reach the Fish-Dragon Realm!"

"what?"

Feng Shaoyu was awakened by the commotion. He groggily got up from the ground, and then a heart-wrenching scream rang out—

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"my face!"

"How did my handsome, dashing, and debonair face turn into this wretched state... It's you, it's you, you bastard! Zhang San, Wang Mazi, Chen Yu, Wei Jian, get out of my way, I'll fight him to the death!"

In a fit of anger, he snapped!
Perhaps provoked by being "disfigured" after being smashed to the ground, Feng Shaoyu's anger reached an extremely terrifying level...

then!

hum!
His aura surged, and he broke through at that very moment!

The five of them joined forces, and various attacks rained down on him. For a time, "Young Master Yun" was forced to retreat steadily and was even unable to defend himself.

"My beauty, where is my beauty?"

Li Si crawled out of the ruins of the mountain wall, fell to the ground, and then crawled forward like a caterpillar, exclaiming in surprise, "Hey, Third Brother, Fifth Brother, and those three little brats, what are you doing in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

Upon hearing the voice, "Young Master Yun's" heart sank...

"Damn it!"

"Those despicable Six Swordsmen of Anning, they actually all stepped into the Fish-Dragon Realm together!"

"Unfortunately, I have only just taken control of this body and am not yet able to fully utilize its power... It's best to leave now!"

A dark light flashed in "Young Master Yun's" eyes. He activated his supernatural power, and a large cloud of gray mist suddenly exploded around him.

Zhang San, Wang Mazi, Chen Yu, Wei Jian, and Feng Shaoyu had no idea what the fog was, so they quickly retreated to avoid it. But when the fog dissipated, there was no trace of "Young Master Yun" anywhere!

Feng Shaoyu was furious and was about to give chase, but Zhang San stopped him.

"Dr. Feng, calm down... Don't pursue a cornered enemy."

"Oh shit!"

"That bastard, next time I catch him, I'll definitely smash his windows!"

Feng Shaoyu cursed a few times before gradually calming down. A wise look flashed in his eyes as he said, "This guy came back from the dead and broke through three realms in one go. It's too unreasonable... As the saying goes, there must be something fishy about things that are not normal. I think this matter should be reported to Minister Qin as soon as possible."

"brush!"

Chen Yu emerged from under Feng Shaoyu's feet and said, "He's just a mere ninth-level Fish-Dragon Realm cultivator. Why bother Minister Qin, who's always busy with state affairs? With the abilities of us, the Seven Swordsmen of Anning, killing him would be a piece of cake."

Wang Wu shook his head and said, "This matter is not that simple... If I'm not mistaken, that guy's resurrection should be related to the dark light that fell from the sky earlier!"

"First, we need to figure out what exactly that [dark light] is?"

Wei Jian walked over and pondered, "Could it be some kind of ghost or spirit that possessed that guy?"

"or……"

"That [Dark Light] was actually a soul that didn't belong to this world, and it transmigrated into that guy's corpse?"

"puff!"

Chen Yu laughed: "Wei Jian, are you trying to make me laugh to death? Ghosts and gods are more plausible... Time travel? That's something that only happens in novels!"

Wei Jian said, "I was just saying it casually, but even if something possessed that guy, it shouldn't have improved so much in such a short time, right?"

"That's not necessarily true."

Wang Mazi said, "What if it's the remnant soul of some powerful being?"

“It’s not a remnant soul!”

At that moment, Li Si's voice rang out.

He crawled to Wang Mazi's feet like a caterpillar, then rolled over, dusted himself off, and said, "Judging from that guy's behavior after his [resurrection], he must have been controlled by some kind of witchcraft!"

"Witch Gu?"

Wang Mazi paused for a moment, then exclaimed with delight, "Yes, yes, yes, it's very likely witchcraft, because I saw what looked like an insect in that beam of dark light that fell from the sky."

Zhang San's face darkened, and he cursed, "Then why do you still call it a remnant soul?"

Wang Mazi: "Maybe there's a remnant soul shaped like a beetle?"

Li Si said, "Third Brother, Fifth Brother, stop arguing... It's just a witchcraft gu, yet it can make a corpse unleash the combat power of the peak Fish-Dragon Realm. The strength of the witch clan behind this witchcraft gu is probably already beyond that of a half-saint, or at least a saint!"

The expressions on their faces changed slightly.

Chen Yu: "Jizhou... still has Saint Realm Witch Clan experts? Weren't they all killed by Jiang He?"

Li Si said, "It could also be from somewhere else... But don't worry, everyone. That corpse was poisoned by my poison, and with this poison, I can easily track him down. He can't escape!"

After a short rest, the group of six began their pursuit. They tracked the trail for several hours, until dawn, until they reached a small forest a thousand miles outside Jizhou City.

But then they saw a dead body lying in the forest.

It was that "Young Master Yun".

The group fell down.

Li Si examined the corpse briefly and found a blood hole about the size of a thumb on the scalp. His gaze immediately darkened, and he said, "It really is a witchcraft... It seems that the witchcraft has found a new vessel!"

Wei Jian: "Then what should we do?"

Li Si smiled faintly and said, "It's alright... that witchcraft has been hidden in this corpse for so long, and it has been infected with my poison. I can naturally track it down."

The group of six entered Jizhou City.

Li Si led the way, and soon they arrived at a bustling restaurant.

Entered the restaurant.

Li Si secretly sensed the location of the "witchcraft," and seeing Wang Mazi's head thrashing around like a rattle-drum, he immediately whispered, "Fifth Brother, don't alert him... That guy definitely doesn't know we already know about him. Everyone, please sit down... Waiter, bring some tea!"

at the same time.

On the second floor of the restaurant, a fleeting, almost imperceptible glint of dark light flashed in the eyes of a young man by the window.

Outside the Kunlun Mountains.

Wu Jiu frowned and asked, "How did these six guys catch up with us?"

"pity."

"The world origin of Kunlun Realm has been fully restored, and many of my methods are no longer effective... Otherwise, by simply capturing some powerful individuals, killing them, and searching their souls, I could naturally uncover all the secrets related to Kunlun!"

The scene of that restaurant was reflected in Wu Jiu's pupils.

Inside the restaurant lobby, a storyteller was recounting some legends of the Kunlun Realm.

Suddenly, Wu Jiu's eyes flickered...

Because the storyteller mentioned "Jiang He, the number one body refiner in the Kunlun Realm".

"But those rivers were born from the ancestral star."

"He was born to face calamity, bearing the destiny of his ancestral star. At the time of his birth, purple aura came from the east, and golden lotuses descended from the sky..."

"However, this legendary figure was quite ordinary in his childhood, only slightly more intelligent than other children his age... It is said that Jiang He only became a martial artist at the age of seventeen."

"He had only been a martial artist for a few months when he was poisoned by the evil forces of the ancestral star. He lost all his cultivation, his foundation was damaged, and even his spirit became abnormal... But Jiang He was not defeated by the setbacks he was facing."

"He hasn't given up on martial arts. Since he can't cultivate true qi, he'll refine his body!"

"Once this training began... there was no stopping it!"

"He achieved physical sainthood after only two and a half years of body cultivation, and in one fell swoop he suppressed and killed the Great Black Heavenly Demon King and the Great Sun Saint, slaughtered all the alien experts in Jizhou and Yanzhou, and completely unsealed Jizhou and Yanzhou!"

"he……"

The storyteller wanted to continue, but just then...

"Humph!"

A cold snort came from the second floor.

The young martial artist, who was being controlled by the "witchcraft" and sitting by the window, sneered: "You have to try before you can brag. Jiang He is powerful, but since ancient times, in all the worlds, countless races have given birth to countless body-refining experts, and I have never heard of anyone who can achieve physical sainthood in two and a half years!"

"grass!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a burly man with a thick beard at the next table slammed his fist on the table and jumped up, yelling, "You son of a bitch, which bastard didn't pull his pants up properly and exposed you?"

"Questioning Lord Jiang?"

"You too?"

"That's right, you're just a mere Fish-Dragon Realm cultivator, what right do you have to question Lord Jiang?"

Despite being attacked and cursed by many martial artists in the restaurant, the young man remained unmoved and said calmly, "I did not question anything. I just wanted to say that... no one in the world could have achieved such success in just two and a half years!"

"That's right!"

boom!
Chen Yu slammed his hand on the table and said, "I agree with this brother... Jiang He did not achieve physical sainthood in two and a half years!"

This statement came out.

All eyes in the restaurant turned to Chen Yu.

Chen Yu drank a glass of wine and said with a faint smile, "Fellow citizens of Jizhou City... to tell you the truth, my surname is Chen and my name is Chen Yu. I am Jiang He's fellow patient on Zuxing and Jiang He's roommate in the recruit camp at Tianmen Pass."

Speaking of which.

Chen Yu paused slightly, then raised his head high and said with a smug look on his face, "Furthermore... Jiang He and the six of us are the [Seven Swordsmen of Anning]!"

"You fart!"

The burly man with the thick beard said, "Lord Jianghe is skilled in fist fighting, adept at wielding a knife, and also a 'swordsman'?"

Chen Yu glared and cursed, "You're the one who's talking nonsense! Jiang He is a disciple of the White Horse Mysterious Light Heavenly Master, the Eastern Pole True Man, and he cultivates the Eastern Pole True Man's 'Nine Sword Techniques.' How come he doesn't know how to use a sword?"

He grabbed the burly man by the collar and the two began to wrestle.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting!"

Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Mazi, Feng Shaoyu, and Wei Jian all got up to break up the fight... but somehow, the more they tried to break it up, the more chaotic it became.

The young man sitting by the window sipped his drink, a flicker of dark light flashing in his eyes...

Jiang He, is he a disciple of the Eastern Great Emperor?
That makes sense!

No wonder... the Eastern Emperor unleashed that sword strike to block his path!
"wrong!"

"The Great Emperor Dongji may not have returned... If Jiang He is the Great Emperor Dongji's only true disciple, then it makes sense for the Great Emperor Dongji to leave some treasures for Jiang He... Perhaps that sword strike was the Great Emperor Dongji's way of leaving his disciple!"

His eyes flickered.

Just as I was preparing to slip away...

However, he discovered that the chaos in the restaurant had spread to his side, and a middle-aged man was pushed and bumped into him.

The young martial artist's expression turned cold. He pushed the man away, got up, and walked downstairs.

However, he had only taken three steps...

Snapped!
A hand landed on the "young martial artist's" shoulder.

It was Li Si.

He chuckled and said, "Friends of the Witch Clan... since you're here, make the best of it. Why be in such a hurry to leave?"

…………

"what?"

"You don't know how a body-refining martial artist uses the [Spatial Teleportation Technique]?"

Among the stars.

Jiang He said speechlessly, "Then what can we do... If we don't master the [Spatial Teleportation Technique], killing a Great Emperor is too difficult."

Zhu Lingzhi, who was constantly teleporting with Jiang He, asked in surprise, "Young Master, you have been able to cultivate to this level, so your Body Refining Technique must be extremely profound... Is it possible that your Body Refining Technique does not include the method of Space Teleportation?"

"Record what?!"

Jiang He was both amused and exasperated, saying, "I haven't even practiced body-refining techniques, so where would I learn spatial teleportation techniques?" (End of Chapter)