My whole clan is a master, I have become invincible by investing in my clan members

"Fuck you!"

"What about the physical body?!"

He glared at his disciple.

Gao Lieshan gritted his teeth and whispered, "Lost...lost."

"boom--"

A terrifying wave of air burst out from the strong man!

In an instant, within a radius of a hundred miles, the air surged into the sky, and the entire sky was faintly covered with thunderclouds!

"You! You even lost your physical body?!"

"How did you cultivate the 'Scorching Sun Body Refining Technique' that I passed down?!"

"My master used this technique to tear a Great Sage-level monster apart alive!"

"And what about you? You were actually defeated by a junior of the same realm... in physical form?"

Gao Lieshan knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't refute. He just lowered his head and didn't move.

Only when he felt that his master had scolded him enough did he dare to utter a word: "Master, you don't know, that Huang... is simply a monster."

"I clearly don't have any special physique, maybe it's just that my bloodline is a little strange, but even so, he used a magical power to shatter my holy body vision!"

"You pressed me the entire time, not even giving me a chance to breathe. It's simply... unreasonable!"

He almost collapsed as he spoke, as if he was telling about a great injustice.

After he finished speaking, he managed to utter another sentence: "Why do I feel that this guy... is even scarier than that bitch Feng Qingli."

As soon as he finished speaking, the strong man who was roaring suddenly became quiet and his expression became extremely serious.

"really?"

he asked in a low voice.

Gao Lieshan was startled by him and nodded immediately: "Seriously, seriously! I swear on my Dao heart, I didn't lie to you!"

"call……"

The sturdy man exhaled slowly, a serious look flashing in his eyes.

"In that case...it's not shameful for you to lose."

"What's the level of that weird girl Feng Qingli? It's not like you haven't been beaten by her before!"

"To be able to make you have such an evaluation, this wilderness... is indeed quite interesting."

He touched his chin, as if he had made a decision.

"Okay, I'll also keep an eye on this kid later."

"I want to see - how he can defeat my apprentice!"

Gao Lieshan grinned and didn't want to continue talking about any topic related to "desertion".

After all, if we continue to talk about this, it will not just be a psychological trauma, it will be a disease.

So he quickly changed the subject and said:

"Master, I plan to go to the Burial Spirit Abyss to practice for a while."

"Given the environment over there, I will definitely be able to break through again and wash away today's humiliation!"

Zanglingyuan is a famous dangerous place in the southern region.

There are many alien races and the evil spirit is overwhelming.

The corpses of demons are scattered all over the ground. It is a desperate place that can push people to their limits and stimulate their potential.

Gao Lieshan used to think that the place was too dangerous and there was no need for him to gamble his life there.

But today...

He suddenly felt that if he didn't take a gamble, the name "Huang" would weigh down his life!

Hearing this, the strong man's expression became strange.

He did not respond immediately, but stared at his disciple thoughtfully.

Silence for three breaths.

Gao Lieshan's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but ask, "Master...what are you doing...?"

The sturdy man slowly withdrew his gaze and coughed lightly a few times: "Ahem... Lieshan."

"Haven't you been immersed in the Daluo Sky Network recently?"

"I guess they don't know yet, but something happened at the 'Spirit Burial Abyss' recently."

"A few days ago, a demon cultivator broke in."

"Listen carefully, this is the kind of ruthless person who kills with bloodshot eyes, the crazy kind."

"They killed all the alien races, and even the human race. They attacked them whenever they saw them. They killed a young clan leader from a boundary city and even threw the head of his grandfather, a half-step great saint, on the boundary monument as a protest."

"Guess what happened next?"

Gao Lieshan was a little confused: "No one is taking care of him?"

The burly man rolled his eyes. "What the hell? Five Half-Step Great Saints surrounded him and beat him from the Burial Spirit Abyss to Wind Demon Ridge!"

“No one knows where that guy came from.”

"You thought going there before meant 'possible death,' but now, if you run into him, you're 'definitely dead.'"

"Are you really so desperate that you choose to go to the Burial Spirit Abyss at this time?"

Gao Lieshan: “…”

He fell silent.

He really didn't expect that just after he vowed to go to Zanglingyuan for "training", he heard that there was such a big commotion in that place.

I held it in for a long time.

He still didn't give up, and gritted his teeth to ask: "What is the level of that demon cultivator?"

"Master, there are so many powerful people in the Southern Realm. Is there no one among you seniors who can stop him?"

The burly man gulped down a mouthful of liquor and snorted, "As for cultivation... you might not believe it, but that guy is only at the third level of Saint King."

"But his methods are extremely evil, and he only attacks people's weaknesses—"

"Do you remember Old Ghost Wang? That old man from the Wang family was at least at the fifth level of the Great Saint Realm. He even wrestled with me in the past."

Gao Lieshan was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "I remember, that old ghost was in the territory of 'Fengyan Mountain', and they called him 'Yan Jun' over there."

"It's him." The burly man raised his eyelids. "I heard some time ago that this demon cultivator was causing a lot of trouble. They had to rush to capture him. What happened?"

"Many days have passed, and we haven't seen any trace of him. Instead, the promising talents of our own clan have been targeted by that demonic cultivator, and have died one after another in mysterious circumstances."

"By the time Old Ghost Wang reacted, the soul lamps of those people had long been extinguished, their bodies had become mummies, and their essence and blood had been drained clean. Old Wang was so angry that he almost hit his ancestral temple."

"Tsk tsk...do you think it's scary?"

Gao Lieshan's face darkened, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "The soul lamps are all extinguished?!"

"Nonsense." The strong man curled his lips, "Why else would he be so scared that he sat in the tribe for so many days without moving?"

"So where is Senior Wang now?"

"He went into seclusion, saying he was going to reach the sixth level of the Great Saint Realm, and he was preparing a great gift specifically for this demon cultivator."

"But in my opinion, that old ghost is probably too embarrassed to see anyone anymore."

Having said that, the burly man took another swig of wine and said with emotion, "Now, it's been a long time since such a ruthless person appeared in our entire Southern Community."

"He's only at the third level of Saint King, yet he dares to kill the various geniuses in a row, and even hangs the head of a Half-Step Great Sage on the boundary monument as a protest. This kind of person is either crazy, or... he has some grand scheme."

Gao Lieshan felt more and more annoyed as he listened, and couldn't help but ask again: "But Master, we in the Southern Realm are not short of strong people, why is no one taking action?"

The burly man rolled his eyes. "Do you think everyone's been idle lately? Ever since the Realm Master announced the 'Genius Competition' a while ago, everyone's been busy. Who has time to care about such a 'little thing'?"

"Unless this demon cultivator can conquer half of Southern Xinjiang like the Wuji Demon Lord did back then, who would care about him?"

Gao Lieshan gritted his teeth and said, "But... aren't you a high-ranking Great Saint? A ninth-level Great Saint, a figure who ranks highly!"

"If you take action, won't it be easy to capture him?"

"Cough cough."

The strong man choked and almost spit out the wine.

He then scratched the back of his head helplessly and laughed dryly, "Ah, I'm not one to show off."

"What about the ninth level of the Great Saint Realm? It's all just empty names, empty names."

"As for me, I'm just a little tougher and my methods a little rougher. I can't compare to those old guys who are proficient in formations, escape techniques, and tracking."

"If I really went there, wouldn't it be embarrassing to be played like cat and mouse by that devilish cultivator?"

Gao Lieshan's face became increasingly darker, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

"You're talking like you were a different person the last time you got drunk and surrounded and beat up the four great saints of the Blood Prison Sect for three days and three nights..."

"What do you say?"

"No... I didn't say anything."

He sighed, completely understanding.

My master is not afraid of not being able to deal with the demon cultivators at all.

But I'm just too lazy to do it!

"What I fear most in my life is violence," the burly man said confidently, "remember this, kid. If you can avoid moving, don't move."

"If you really offend them, then pack up and run away, change your appearance and start a new life."

The veins on Gao Lieshan's forehead were throbbing, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should be moved or angry.

After a while, he slowly raised his head.

"Then... I'd better go somewhere else to gain experience."

The strong man smiled with satisfaction: "This is my good disciple, he has grown up."

"But then again."

"If you can ever conquer Huang, I, your teacher, will not be lazy and will personally host a banquet for you for three days and three nights."

Gao Lieshan was silent for a moment, then whispered, "If there's a chance, I'll definitely fight back."

A hint of fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes.

After all, he is Gao Lieshan!

Even if I lose today, but——

"I will win it back sooner or later."

............

Shortly after.

Buried in the Soul Abyss.

The wind roared like a beast, blood mist filled the air, and evil aura rose to the sky.

Under a towering ancient blood maple tree.

A figure stood quietly.

He was a white-haired young man dressed in black.

His expression was cold and his face looked slightly sick.

The most eye-catching thing is the pair of red-gold eyes.

And between his eyebrows, there is a golden Taoist pattern that is faintly visible, like an innate divine seal, spontaneously evolving the laws of heaven and earth.

That was Jiang Han who had awakened his innate forbidden body!

Since leaving Guixu and coming to this starry sky with the help of Emperor Huangquan.

He then settled in the extremely dangerous Soul Burial Abyss to practice.

Here, corpses pile up like mountains, evil spirits are everywhere, and alien races are rampant. It is a purgatory.

But for Jiang Han, it is the most suitable place to hone his skills.

During this time, relying on the power of the innate forbidden body and the Yellow Springs Sutra, his cultivation has made great progress, and he has just officially entered the fourth level of the Saint King!

When the breakthrough occurred, strange phenomena occurred in heaven and earth.

The dead river flows backwards, and the cold wind blows away the souls.

This frightened several nearby forces that were trying to surround and kill him.

But what about the results?

"Oh, you are such a bunch of bastards, are you worthy enough to surround and kill me?"

Jiang Han looked down at his feet.

There, corpses were everywhere and blood flowed like a river.

Dozens of saints, five saint kings, and a great saint at the first level did not even have a chance to escape. He used the Yellow Springs Sutra to extract their souls and refine their spirits, and killed them all.

At this moment, his eyes fell on the only person still alive.

He was a young monk trembling all over.

The man's face was pale and his lips were trembling. It was obvious that he was frightened.

"Just now you said that there is an ancient relic left deep in this Burial Soul Abyss?"

Jiang Han's tone was indifferent and his eyes were cold.

The young man's body trembled, and he felt regretful.

He hated himself for being so mean. Just to show off the secret scroll in his hand in front of his companions, he actually said a word in front of such a devil!

But now that things had come to this, he dared not hide anything anymore. He quickly knelt down and kowtowed, revealing everything he knew:

"Senior, please spare me! I stumbled upon that secret scroll in my early years. It contains clues to a suspected ancient battlefield. It's said...it's said that it was the site of a decisive battle between humans and demons tens of millions of years ago...There are countless corpses, broken divine weapons, dormant sacred medicines, and perhaps even...a legacy..."

Jiang Han listened quietly with a deep gaze.

After a long time, he nodded slowly.

"Location......."

The young man did not dare to hesitate and quickly took out a yellowed torn map from his arms and handed it over.

Jiang Han took it, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and memorized the route and coordinates in his mind.

"Well done."

He spoke calmly.

The young man was delighted, thinking that he had a chance of survival. Just as he was about to kowtow again, he suddenly felt a biting chill!

"Senior! I—"

The words are not finished yet.

brush--

Jiang Han pointed his finger, and yellow ripples appeared on his palm.

In an instant, the young man's body seemed to be swallowed by an invisible giant mouth, and his energy and spirit completely collapsed, turning into a gray-white deathly aura, which rolled back and merged into Jiang Han's body.

Only a shriveled corpse remained, falling to the ground and shattering.

Jiang Han withdrew his hand calmly, as if he had done something very ordinary.

"Only the dead can keep secrets."

He whispered, threw the remaining map away, and it turned into flames and disappeared.

Then, the figure moved and disappeared from the spot.

.............

at the same time.

Five Realms World, Cangwu Mountain.

In front of Lingtan next to Cangwu Academy.

At this moment, there were already quite a few people gathered around.

At the front of the crowd stood a group of young geniuses from Qianlong Academy.

Jiang Nannan, Jiang Beiming, Jiang Beilin, Jiang Jie, Jiang Qi...all of them are the most outstanding young generation of the Jiang clan in recent years.

Because they have embarked on the path of cultivation, their statures have grown much taller than before.

"Wow--"

"What's going on? Why is the Spirit Pond almost empty?!"

"Look! What is that?!"

Exclamations rang out one after another.

Everyone stared at the center of the spirit pond with wide eyes.

All I saw was the central area that had been completely evaporated.

A bead was quietly suspended, emitting a faint golden light.

With the flow of thousands of energy, the entire space was shaking slightly!

"This thing... I saw it once on Brother Xiaobai."

Jiang Nannan blinked, her face full of confusion. "He used to treasure this bead so much that he would wear it every day and wouldn't even put it down when he slept... How did it end up here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Beiming next to him looked at him with a slightly fixed gaze.

He has always been taciturn, but always sharp.

At this moment, he stared at the dragon ball for a long time and slowly said, "Something is wrong."

"The aura this thing is releasing right now... is truly too bizarre."

Even Jiang Qi frowned slightly.

But he quickly snorted, crossed his arms and said, "Humph! Who cares how weird this thing is."

"We are now in Cangwu Mountain, right under the eyes of the clan leader!"