Seven Mysterious Spaces: My Rise to Power in the Cultivation World

Zhuang Yu held his breath and nimbly moved through the demonic cultivator camp, as silent and stealthy as a ghost.

He carefully avoided the patrolling demonic cultivators, calculating every step precisely, and finally succeeded in escaping the demonic cultivator camp with evidence that exposed their conspiracy.

He sped all the way back to his sect without stopping.

He looked exhausted from his journey, but his eyes were unusually firm.

When his figure appeared in front of the mountain gate, the guards cheered deafeningly, as if welcoming a hero's triumphant return.

Without a moment's delay, Zhuang Yu went straight to the council hall where the envoys of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance were located.

He presented the evidence he had collected to the Alliance envoy, whose expression turned extremely solemn after careful examination.

The alliance envoy immediately decided to gather forces from all sides to jointly punish the demonic cultivators and uphold justice in the cultivation world.

When the news reached the Blood Demon's ears, he was furious.

He knew that if the conspiracy were exposed, he would face annihilation.

In order to stop all of this from happening, he decided to take a desperate gamble and lead his army of demonic cultivators to attack Zhuang Yu's sect.

A major battle was imminent, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.

The sect leader, with a serious expression, directed his disciples to prepare for defense and stand ready for battle.

The atmosphere was so heavy it was suffocating, like the calm before a storm.

"The Blood Demon army is pressing in! We swear to defend our sect to the death!" The sect leader's voice was powerful and resounding, echoing through the valley and igniting the fighting spirit in the disciples' hearts.

Just then, a streak of blood-red light pierced the sky, and the Blood Demon's figure appeared above the sect.

He exuded a terrifying demonic aura, like a demon king descended from hell, looking down at the crowd below.

"Zhuang Yu! Prepare to die!" The Blood Demon's voice boomed like thunder, shaking the heavens and earth. He transformed into a streak of crimson lightning, charging straight at Zhuang Yu...

The Blood Demon came on fiercely, his scarlet demonic energy churning around him like bloodthirsty venomous snakes, exuding a chilling killing intent.

He brandished his demonic claws, carrying a devastating force, and slammed them down on Zhuang Yu.

The demonic power was immense. Zhuang Yu felt an overwhelming force rushing towards him. He dared not take it head-on and dodged the attack with a quick movement.

The Blood Demon's attack missed, but it smashed the ground, creating a huge crater, sending debris flying and dust billowing everywhere.

Zhuang Yu dared not be careless. He knew that the Blood Demon's strength far exceeded his own, and he could only rely on his agile movements to deal with him.

He channeled his spiritual power, his hand seals shifting, and sharp sword energies roared out, colliding with the Blood Demon's demonic arts and erupting in dazzling light.

The surrounding buildings trembled under the impact of this powerful energy, and many disciples were so frightened by the earth-shattering battle that they turned pale and watched the two fighting fiercely in the air with bated breath.

In his battle with the Blood Demon, Zhuang Yu was constantly searching for his opponent's weakness.

He discovered that although the Blood Demon's demonic arts were extremely powerful, they had a fatal weakness—his waist.

Because of his practice of demonic arts, the Blood Demon's waist defense is relatively weak, making it an excellent point of attack.

At this moment, Wang Yao was standing in the crowd, anxiously watching Zhuang Yu, who was fighting fiercely with the Blood Demon in the air.

Her hands were clasped tightly together, her nails digging deep into her palms, her beautiful eyes filled with tears, and she silently prayed for Zhuang Yu's safety.

Her love for Zhuang Yu was like a gentle stream, warming Zhuang Yu's heart.

Sensing Wang Yao's worry, Zhuang Yu felt a warmth in his heart, and a powerful force surged through his body.

He became even more determined to defeat the Blood Demon and protect Wang Yao and the sect.

"Blood Demon, prepare to die!" Zhuang Yu roared, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.

Seizing the opening in the Blood Demon's attack, he shot out like an arrow, his hand gathering powerful spiritual energy, aiming straight for the Blood Demon's waist...

"You think you can defeat me like this?" A cruel smile crept across the Blood Demon's lips, his scarlet eyes gleaming with an eerie light...

The Blood Demon's maniacal laughter abruptly stopped. His crimson eyes widened suddenly as he looked down in disbelief at the deep, bone-revealing wound on his waist.

Zhuang Yu's attack, which concentrated all his spiritual power, precisely struck his weakness. The powerful force contained within instantly erupted within his body, destroying his meridians with overwhelming force.

A wave of excruciating pain washed over him, and the Blood Demon let out a shrill scream. His demonic power dissipated rapidly like a deflated balloon, and his body was sent flying, crashing heavily to the ground and raising a cloud of dust.

"This...this is impossible!" Blood Demon groaned in pain as he struggled to get up, only to find that he had lost most of his fighting strength.

The surrounding demonic cultivators watched this scene in horror. They never imagined that the arrogant Blood Demon would be so severely injured by a cultivator in the late stage of Core Formation.

When Ghost One and Ghost Two saw that Blood Demon was injured, their faces turned deathly pale.

They exchanged a glance, a resolute glint in their eyes, and simultaneously turned to run away.

However, Zhuang Yu was already prepared.

He snorted coldly, his hands quickly forming hand seals, and two golden chains of spiritual energy shot out like serpents, binding the feet of Ghost One and Ghost Two respectively.

"Trying to run? Not so easy!" Zhuang Yu's lips curled into a mocking smile. He slowly walked up to the two men, looking down at them. "You demonic cultivators, all you know is how to bully the weak. Now that you see your leader has been defeated, you think you can just slip away? How laughable!"

Ghost One and Ghost Two struggled desperately inside the spiritual energy cage, but they were unable to break free.

They looked at Zhuang Yu in horror, their eyes filled with despair.

"What...what do you want to do?" Ghost asked in a trembling voice.

Zhuang Yu did not answer; he simply stared at them coldly, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

He slowly raised his right hand, and a dazzling golden light condensed in his palm...

"Stop!" A loud shout suddenly rang out, breaking the tense atmosphere.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw the envoy of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance leading a large group of people, all with a murderous aura on their faces.

The Alliance envoy walked up to Zhuang Yu and said in a deep voice, "Zhuang Yu, you did a good job. Leave the rest to us." Zhuang Yu nodded, withdrew his spiritual power, and quietly watched as the Alliance envoy escorted Blood Demon, Ghost One, Ghost Two, and the others away.

His gaze swept over the chaotic battlefield, then fell upon Wang Yao, who stood in the distance, her eyes filled with worry. A faint smile appeared on his lips…

“It’s over…” Zhuang Yu said softly, but his tone carried an indescribable meaning.

With the fall of the Blood Demon, the remaining demonic army was immediately leaderless and thrown into chaos.

Fear spread among them like a plague, and their previously arrogant demeanor vanished instantly.

"Lord Blood Demon has been defeated! Run!" Someone shouted, and the remaining demon cultivators threw down their armor and fled in all directions.

Just then, reinforcements from the Immortal Cultivation Alliance flooded into the battlefield like a tidal wave.

Fighting alongside the sect disciples, they swept through the enemy ranks, utterly defeating the routed demonic cultivators.

The shouts of battle, screams of agony, and the clash of spells intertwined, creating a tragic symphony of war.

Holding a long sword, Zhuang Yu took the lead and charged towards the demonic cultivator camp.

He descended like a god, and wherever his sword light touched, demonic cultivators fell to the ground.

Wang Yao followed closely behind, treating Zhuang Yu's injuries and providing support. The two worked together seamlessly, as if they were one.

Inside the demonic cultivator camp, Ghost One and Ghost Two were bound hand and foot and unable to move.

They watched helplessly as their comrades were slaughtered, their faces filled with despair and fear.

“It’s over…” Zhuang Yu looked at the burning demonic cultivator camp and was filled with emotion.

This months-long chaos caused by demonic cultivators finally came to an end under his leadership.

Representatives from all sides congratulated and thanked Zhuang Yu, praising his bravery and wisdom.

The sect leader was so moved that tears streamed down his face. He held Zhuang Yu's hand tightly and was reluctant to let go for a long time.

Standing on the ruins of victory, bathed in the admiring gazes of the crowd, Zhuang Yu felt a surge of pride and a sense of accomplishment.

He looked around, his gaze deep and distant.

He knew that this victory was just a small step on his path to immortality, and many more challenges awaited him in the future.

"The path to immortality is long and uncertain..." he murmured to himself, a resolute glint in his eyes.

He gazed into the distance, his heart filled with anticipation and a sense of challenge for the future.

He knew he needed to continuously improve his strength in order to remain invincible in this dangerous world of cultivation.

Suddenly, he sensed an unusual aura, an aura... that seemed familiar...

"Zhuang Yu, what are you looking at?" Wang Yao walked to his side and followed his gaze, but found nothing.

Zhuang Yu withdrew his gaze, turned to look at Wang Yao, and smiled slightly, "It's nothing..."

Let's go back.

"

However, the moment he turned around, his gaze became incredibly solemn.

He sensed that strange aura getting closer and closer, and...

It's getting stronger and stronger...

"Wait..." Zhuang Yu suddenly stopped and stared intently into the distance.

"What's wrong?" Wang Yao asked, puzzled.

Zhuang Yu didn't answer. He slowly raised his right hand and pointed to a distant pile of ruins. "There..."

Before he could finish speaking, the ruins suddenly exploded, and a dark figure darted out from within, moving with lightning speed, heading straight for Zhuang Yu!

"Watch out!" Wang Yao exclaimed in alarm...