Alien Science Cultivation

In the evening, Zhang Qiang stopped in mid-air and looked at a snake beast underground fighting with a fire scorpion ghost. He couldn't help but say, "Are they still fighting? If you keep fighting like this, aren't you afraid that others will take advantage of you?" Zhang Qiang shouted downwards while standing in the air.

The fire scorpion and the giant snake were both startled. They turned their heads and looked towards Zhang Qiang in mid-air. They found that the breath belonged to the little scum of the Qi Refining Realm, and it seemed a little familiar. The giant snake could not help but shout in response: "Boy! I remember you... If I hadn't been tired of fighting with this guy that time and didn't want to bother with you... Otherwise, you would have been eaten by me long ago. How dare you come and die today..." The giant snake spoke in human language, with an angry look on his face...

"Haha... you said you've all achieved the Great Perfection of the Merged One... But how fun is it to bully others among a group of weak beasts? Why not send you to reincarnation and come back to this place to start over, so you can stop causing harm to the weak around you..." Zhang Qiang had just finished speaking when he teleported in front of the giant snake. As the giant snake looked at him in disbelief, he grabbed its throat. The giant snake seemed to be frozen in place, unable to move at all. Then, with a "bang", the giant snake turned into ashes, leaving no trace...

The Fire Scorpion looked at this scene with a look of horror on his face. Without a second thought, he immediately prostrated himself on the ground and begged for mercy...

"Its fire is useful to me. No matter how small a fly is, it is still meat..." Dulong's figure came across the void.

To his death, the Fire Scorpion never understood how the three-eyed youth had gotten to its side. If the one in front had been incredibly fast, then the three-eyed youth behind him had simply teleported through space, reaching hundreds of feet in a split second and smashing it to dust… Beyond the strangeness, there was only brutality… The strange thing was that the Fire Scorpion's body disappeared, yet the transparent inner core and flames instantly fell into the hands of the three-eyed youth… The brutality was that he hadn't even been given a moment to react…

The numerous ghosts nearby were terrified. They couldn't understand how the Fire Scorpion King's ghost, which had bullied them for so many years, could be hit by a human, even killed. In their eyes, only an extremely powerful magical attack could do that. They couldn't believe that a ghost, said to be immune to all physical attacks, could be killed by a collision. Even more unbelievable was that a giant snake, at the peak of its fusion, could be killed instantly by a cultivator in the Qi Refining Realm...

Zhang Qiang and Du Long did not stop, heading straight for the magic circle. When they arrived at the magic circle, it was already completely dark. Looking at the magic circle before them, it was empty, and the physical body of the Golden Eagle Ancestor at the center of the magic circle was gone. Zhang Qiang stared at the magic circle in a trance...

"Brother Qiang... do you want to go in?" Dulong asked tentatively.

"Forget it... maybe this magic circle can wait for the next destined person... let's keep it for them..." Zhang Qiang replied.

"That's right... the location of this magic circle is quite good... there are secret passages leading to the entrance of hell and the direction of Xuanwu Continent. The spiritual spring inside should have a high concentration of Guixu Qi and spiritual power. It is in such a hidden place, which can perfectly avoid the disturbance of powerful beasts and ghosts..."

"Let's go... Oh, by the way... your real name is Zhu Jiuyin...?" Zhang Qiang asked seemingly calmly.

"It's true, absolutely genuine... Anyway, when I return to Xuanwu Continent this time, I will take you to see the Tiancan clan... and make those who killed me regret, fear, and repent..." Dulong answered hatefully.

Along the way, Zhang Qiang and Dulong chatted with each other!

"Have you ever been to a planet called Earth..." Zhang Qiang knew it was a stupid question. Dulong had always been by his side and had never transformed into a dragon before...

“Earth… Before I came to the Dark Forest, I often had the same dream. A group of humans in tattered clothes shouted ‘Dragon, Shenlong…’ towards me in the sky. But I couldn’t see myself in the sky, and I didn’t know if that planet was called Earth. That’s why I named myself Dulong. ‘Dragon, Shenlong’ must be a very powerful existence.” Dulong recalled meaningfully.

"Well... yes... that's the Earth, where you will go one day..." Zhang Qiang replied.

"Oh...that's not right. Brother Qiang, how did you know?...The Tianji Clan has never been able to decipher my dream..." Dulong asked.

"I'll have a chance to explain it to you... Now let's hurry up and get going! In the past few years, more and more ghosts of the beastmen and shadow humans have appeared at the entrance of hell on the Xuanwu Continent. I guess the Xuanwu Continent is at war." Zhang Qiang said, praying in his heart, "I hope this war will not involve mortals... my parents, sisters, neighbors, Xiaohua in Qingshan Village..."

At midnight, Zhang Qiang and Dulong stood above an ordinary small mountain village. The familiar houses, country roads, rivers, and the big stone slab that had been lain there countless times, everything was as harmonious as usual!

"Don't you want to go down and see them..." Dulong asked. Only Zhang Qiang's parents were inside the stone house. His sisters were already married, but fortunately, they weren't far from home. His parents' hair had turned white, and his father had been bedridden for several years due to years of hard work! Zhang Qiang hesitated for a long time, but ultimately didn't go down. After so many years, the small mountain village remained peaceful, and Zhang Qiang didn't want to disrupt the unknown balance! Zhang Qiang's spiritual consciousness moved, and the bodies of his parents and sisters, enveloped by his powerful spiritual consciousness, seemed to be undergoing some kind of transformation. A ray of light appeared on the foreheads of his sister's children, and then sank into their brains.

"What did you do..." Dulong asked.

"In my dream, our family reunited, filled with laughter and joy. I helped my parents and sister live to a hundred years longer. Slowly, as it naturally happens, the changes took place. The children lack spiritual roots... I gave them strong bodies, extraordinary wisdom, and the kindness they deserved. The river in the countryside also underwent some small changes. They will be very happy in this life. If we meet again... we will meet again..."

After a brief pause, Zhang Qiang speculated that if war really broke out, Qingshan Avenue would undoubtedly be the best route for ordinary cultivators in this area. This way, they could preserve their own combat power and communicate with their own sect at any time through the guards on the road.

Afterwards, Zhang Qiang and Du Long arrived above Qingshan Avenue. Looking down, they saw quite a number of vehicles coming and going. Their hearts tightened, and the fact of war was basically confirmed.

Zhang Qiang flew into a lighthouse and hurriedly asked, "Brother, may I ask what are these animal carts doing?"

"You're welcome, brother. It seems you are a casual cultivator. Now the human race and the beast race are joining forces to attack the Shadow Clan... Hey..." Before the young cultivator finished speaking, Zhang Qiang flashed to Dulong's side.

"Where are we going..." Dulong asked, having naturally overheard the conversation between Zhang Qiang and the young cultivator. "To the Shadow Clan... How much do you know about them? Where might their Saint be?" Zhang Qiang asked. "I don't know... I seem to have seen the Shadow Clan's Golden Eagle ancestor at the entrance to Hell... I guess the two major clans are taking advantage of their ancestor's death and weakened fighting power to engulf their territory... Sigh..." Dulong shook his head, helpless. After all, in the world of immortal cultivation, taking advantage of others' misfortunes is commonplace. "Let's go... Get to the Shadow Clan as quickly as possible... Thank you for your hard work, brother." As Zhang Qiang finished speaking, an invisible pressure instantly spread from the air. The behemoth beasts and cultivators pulling the cart on the Green Mountain Avenue were crushed to the ground. The young cultivator in the lighthouse looked up, and upon seeing the young man on the dragon's head, he was horrified. "Ancestors, please bless me... This young man was very polite today, and I was also quite courteous. If I had continued with my previous attitude, I would probably have lost my life today... Ancestors, please bless me... Ancestors, please bless me... I will never again dare to make things difficult for others..." The young cultivator prayed silently, kneeling three times in the direction where the Dulong disappeared, his mind lost for a long time. In this area, cultivators at the Mahayana stage were a legend, not to mention the Dulong, who exuded the aura of a Tribulation-crossing realm and was a beast never before seen!

About a quarter of an hour later, Dulong, a figure several dozen feet tall, appeared on a mountaintop belonging to the Shadow Clan. He then quickly transformed into a humanoid form. Dulong didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble. After all, he was a beastman. If he brazenly entered the Shadow Clan's territory, even at the Tribulation Realm, he wouldn't be able to claim complete invincibility. The combat power of each clan was far more complex than it appeared.