Alien Science Cultivation

To the eyes of those who knelt with Zhang Qiang, Zhang Qiang was now filled with murderous intent, forcing those several feet away to unite and counter the overwhelming force of his presence. "Zhang Qiang... Zhang Qiang..." The crowd's continued cries finally brought Zhang Qiang back to consciousness. Although they couldn't see Senior Wangyue, they knew it wasn't Zhang Wuyou himself who had attacked. From Zhang Qiang's expression and the disappearance of the sword spirit, everyone understood the outcome. No one tried to comfort Zhang Qiang, only to grieve with him.

A moment later, Zhang Wuyou regained consciousness and gazed bewilderedly at the group kneeling on the ground. He ignored the sharp pain emanating from his body and struggled to recall what had just happened. He lowered his head, perplexed, and gazed at his interspatial ring and the manual on swordplay. "Don't bother looking... These were left to you by a senior... You possess a righteous spirit... I'm sure that senior wouldn't choose the wrong person... You'll eventually learn who they are..." Zhang Qiang explained softly. He then helped Zhang Wuyou to his feet and quickly left with the others.

From the moment Zhang Wuyou's image began to solidify, Zhang Qiang noticed the broken blade within his spatial ring becoming increasingly restless. After the Moon-Watching image behind Zhang Wuyou fully solidified, Zhang Qiang's full force was enough to suppress its agitation. Zhang Qiang suspected that the broken blade held some unspecified connection to the image behind Zhang Wuyou. However, facing a being like Dizang, any rash action would result in an early death, so Zhang Qiang had no choice but to suppress it. Dizang's words later confirmed that the broken blade was the Moon's Light. However, Zhang Qiang still held on to it, wanting to confirm whether the Moon's Light could defeat the Black Dzi Pearl. It wasn't until Zhang Qiang felt a positive response from the blade, and when Moon-Watching faced Dizang's second attack, as if sensing Wangyue's call, that the broken blade instantly broke free from Zhang Qiang's restraints. Fortunately, Zhang Qiang had already activated his Universe Ring, and with Zhang Qiang's help, it soared towards Wangyue at breakneck speed.

Every swordsman begins by learning the first move in the manual. This is also the move they use most often, the one that aligns most closely with the sword spirit, and allows the sword spirit to completely control their moves. While this broken sword is an acquired treasure, the sword spirit is the manifestation of an innate spirit beast after its death. It is not afraid of the black dzi bead; if it is allowed to unleash its full power, combined with the power of the sword master, it is enough to shatter the black dzi bead. Although Zhang Qiang does not understand swordsmanship, his spiritual awareness is both broad and deep, allowing him to better understand the desires of the spirit within the broken sword.

As the group left the mountaintop, countless dark shadows descended from all directions. Several roars echoed throughout the dark world. Just as the shadows prepared to pursue the murderer, the sound of endless horns echoed throughout the underworld. The shadows reluctantly retreated.

"Hmm... this horn sound... could it be that the human-beast coalition has gone underground...?" Inside a cave, Chen Ying looked at everyone and asked in confusion with a look of joy on his face.

"Yes... With the blessing of the porcelain clothes, both sides can only see each other with their eyes. The advantage of ghosts is reduced by half, which makes the speed of the human-beast coalition attacking the life forbidden zone much faster. However, ghosts ignore physical attacks, and there is no corresponding way to restrain them. Iron sand can only restrict ghosts, but it is ineffective against ghosts. The human-beast coalition is still in a passive position..." Wang Yan responded and conveyed the information from the headquarters to everyone.

"Hmm... so-called ghosts exist somewhere between life and death... It's no surprise that iron sand has no effect on ghosts..." Zhang Qiang explained expressionlessly, his spiritual sense scanning the surroundings. Without a map, this underground world wouldn't work. They also needed to understand how the ghosts stored their treasures. Although they had killed dozens of ghosts, they hadn't found the spatial containers where they stored their treasures. Zhang Qiang, thinking this, extracted the remaining ghosts from their containment devices. "I want the map here, as well as your storage methods and any information you know about this place... Only one of you can leave alive..."

"Haha... You guys are pretty good. You can actually enter the underworld..."

After a "bang", one of the speaking ghosts instantly turned to ashes.

"That's not the right answer...you answer it..." Zhang Qiang asked with a chuckle, pointing at the ghost in front of him.

"Long live my Lord..."

"bump……"

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A quarter of an hour passed, and Zhang Qiang finally obtained the items and information he desired. True to his word, he finally released a ghost. The underground is divided into four major areas: the eastern area, dominated by demons, and the southern area, dominated by ghosts. To the north lies the boundless Black Sea, and to the west lies the endless black desert. The west and north areas are not areas ordinary ghosts would dare to enter, as the information within is accessible only to high-level ghosts. The ghosts underground are the souls of terrestrial creatures that have died, entering the underground through spatial channels. However, after experiencing the baptism of Guixu Qi, their previous consciousness is obliterated. Once underground, they are entangled in endless death energy, creating a new form of consciousness. The demon cultivators underground are powerful souls that retain some of their previous consciousness through the channels. They seize the bodies of ghosts or use death energy to reshape themselves to prevent further erosion, thus creating ghosts with their previous consciousness. These are also called demons. They are generally very powerful and prefer to use death energy to condense themselves into their former forms. Although few in number, they still occupy half of the underground space. They use dead energy for cultivation, but unlike the infinite energy of Guixu and spiritual energy, dead energy only arises in the presence of death. Therefore, wherever demonic cultivators go, they inevitably bring endless war and death. Death, in turn, begets dead energy, which in turn produces more and stronger ghosts and demonic cultivators. Therefore, ghosts and demonic cultivators have both conflicting and mutually beneficial relationships.

The space ring that the demon cultivator had when he was alive is naturally still there, but the ghost's storage method is on the body, near the top of the dantian.

Therefore, it is quite difficult to get the ghost's things. It is necessary to cut off the ghost's consciousness while ensuring that the body parts are not damaged, otherwise the things in the ghost's body will be blocked in space. Only great supernatural powers and the erosion of long years can open that space.

"Where are we going now...?" Chen Ying asked puzzledly.

"We're heading to the demon clan's territory. The demon clan's ancestor, Dizang, was killed by Wuyou. Going to the most dangerous place may also be the safest. We'll follow the coast. Judging by the distribution of races on Earth, the Chaos Star Sea here is the most chaotic place. Aside from lacking the demon clan's death energy, we're basically no different from them. Demons exist not only in the Yin and Yang realms, but also in the Yang realms. The war between the two realms is definitely inextricably linked to them. This is the Death Energy Condensation Pill my master gave me. After ingesting it, a false Dantian will form in your abdomen, allowing you to control and absorb death energy through your spiritual sense, surrounding your body. One pill lasts for six months, and my master is still using it. Don't worry, everyone..." Wang Yan explained, handing out six pills to each person. Apparently, these Death Energy Condensation Pills weren't expensive; six would be enough for each person to use for three years. Everyone swallowed them without hesitation.

"What a wonderful feeling..." Zhang Qiang activated his fake Dantian, and countless deathly auras surged in, surrounding him. He could control the speed of the fake Dantian's activation with his spiritual sense, adjusting the concentration of the deathly aura around him. With the deathly aura imbued within them, and their porcelain clothing shielding them from the spiritual senses of ghosts and demons, they were rarely targeted by ghosts along the way. They flew slowly and leisurely above the ghosts. With the entry of the human-beast coalition, the underground world began to boil...