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

The scarlet eyes were like the entrance to a hellish abyss, the stench of blood so thick it was almost tangible.

Zhuang Yu took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the surging anger within him.

The demonic energy surged like a tidal wave, its eerie and terrifying aura threatening to engulf people.

On the ancient altar, crimson runes emitted an eerie light, and a figure sat cross-legged, surrounded by blood mist—it was the Blood Demon, exuding a powerful aura.

Before him lay rows of shriveled corpses, and the air was thick with the pungent stench of decay.

Zhuang Yu clenched his fists tightly, his sense of justice erupting like a volcano. He had to stop all of this and could not allow this demon to continue to do evil!

"Stop!" Zhuang Yu roared, his voice booming like thunder in the Demon Cave.

He flashed and appeared outside the altar.

The Blood Demon slowly opened his eyes, the blood in them seemingly about to drip. A cruel sneer curled at the corner of his mouth, like prey seeing a fish that had taken the bait.

"Oh? Looks like another one's come to die." He slowly stood up, his blood-red robes fluttering even without wind.

"You fiend, you have harmed the innocent and committed heinous crimes. Today I will surely kill you here!" Zhuang Yu's eyes widened in anger, and the long sword in his hand hummed and vibrated. The blade was pointed directly at the Blood Demon. He exuded a terrifying aura, which contrasted sharply with the surrounding demonic energy. He was like a ray of righteous light that was about to dispel all the darkness.

"Hahahaha!" The Blood Demon laughed wildly, his laughter filled with contempt and disdain.

"You? A mere late-stage Core Formation cultivator dares to speak so arrogantly before me? You are truly overestimating yourself!" A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and a powerful demonic aura erupted instantly, sweeping towards Zhuang Yu like a monstrous wave.

"Hmph!" Zhuang Yu snorted coldly, his spiritual power circulated to its limit, and the long sword in his hand shone with dazzling light. He did not back down and charged forward into the demonic energy.

"Today, it's either you or me who dies!" he roared, his figure shooting like an arrow, hurtling straight at the Blood Demon.

"Ghost One, Ghost Two, attack!" Blood Demon took a few steps back and roared at Ghost One and Ghost Two behind him.

"Hehehe..." Ghost One and Ghost Two let out a piercing laugh. The two figures moved like ghosts, attacking Zhuang Yu from the left and right. Their eyes flashed with bloodlust, and their faces were covered with ferocious smiles. They seemed to have already seen Zhuang Yu die tragically at their hands.

A war is about to break out.

"You two step back." Blood Demon suddenly raised his hand to stop Ghost One and Ghost Two, a strange smile appearing on his lips. "I want to meet him myself." He looked at Zhuang Yu, his eyes full of amusement. "Come on, let me see what you're capable of."

As soon as Blood Demon finished speaking, his demonic energy intensified, and a suffocating sense of oppression swept over him. Zhuang Yu felt the immense pressure from Blood Demon and knew that a fierce battle was about to begin.

Just then, Zhuang Yu felt a strange power surging within his body, as if something was about to burst out.

He instinctively gripped the longsword in his hand, a sense of power he had never felt before filling his entire body.

"Such powerful strength, this is..." Zhuang Yu was shocked. He felt as if he was enveloped by some mysterious power, and his whole being underwent a complete transformation.

Zhuang Yu was surrounded by a dazzling light, as bright as the sun. The originally dense demonic energy was dissipated by this light. The surging power within him seemed to tear him apart, yet it was incredibly strong. This power allowed him to break through the barrier of the late Core Formation stage in one fell swoop and reach an unprecedented peak state!

His eyes were piercing, and his brows revealed unparalleled confidence and domineering presence. At this moment, he was like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, its edge fully exposed, inspiring awe.

A hint of surprise finally appeared on the Blood Demon's face, his bloodthirsty expression vanishing. But then, a ruthless smile curled at the corner of his lips: "So what if you've broken through? Before me, you're still just an ant!"

The Blood Demon launched the first attack. He clasped his hands together, and his overwhelming demonic energy condensed into a huge blood-red skull. The skull opened its blood-red maw and let out a deafening roar, carrying a strong corrosive aura, as it devoured Zhuang Yu.

Wherever the skull passed, it corroded the ground, leaving deep pits, demonstrating its immense power.

Zhuang Yu's eyes narrowed. Faced with such a powerful attack, he showed no fear, but instead his fighting spirit soared.

He waved his hands, and the spiritual power within his body surged out like a tide, condensing into an indestructible spiritual power shield in front of him, blocking the attack of the blood-red skull.

At the same time, the longsword in his hand flashed with dazzling light, and spiritual power gathered into a huge sword aura, like a silver river, slashing towards the Blood Demon.

"boom!"

The two powerful forces collided, unleashing a deafening roar. The intense energy fluctuations spread outwards like a hurricane, shattering the surrounding rocks into dust. The earth shook violently, as if the end of the world had arrived.

Those weaker demonic cultivators were also affected by this energy wave, vomiting blood and flying backward in terror.

Zhuang Yu's first encounter with the Blood Demon displayed earth-shattering power; it was not merely a contest of strength, but also a clash of beliefs and wills.

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Just then, a familiar figure slowly appeared not far away.

She was silently gazing at the dazzling light in the center of the battlefield, her hands clasped together, praying devoutly for it.

Her appearance was like a gentle breeze, dispelling the intense stench of blood on the battlefield.

"Yu..." she murmured softly, her voice low but filled with endless worry.

Zhuang Yu seemed to sense that familiar aura. He glanced at her and his heart trembled the moment he saw her beautiful figure.

Wang Yao had somehow arrived at the edge of the battlefield. Her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her hands were clasped together, and she was muttering incantations.

She emanated a soft, gentle light, like a lotus flower standing alone in the world, appearing exceptionally holy amidst the raging demonic energy of the battlefield.

She prayed fervently for Zhuang Yu, hoping he could defeat the demon and return safely.

When Zhuang Yu saw her, his heart warmed, and a gentle, tender feeling instantly washed over him.

Her slender figure and gentle prayers deeply touched Zhuang Yu's heart.

He felt another powerful force surging within him—the power of love, a strong desire to protect the delicate woman before him.

He wanted to protect her, to protect this beautiful world of cultivation, and to prevent any evil from defiling this pure land.

He roared, and the golden light around him intensified, shattering the surrounding demonic energy and dispelling all the gloom like a blazing sun.

The Blood Demon spotted Wang Yao, and a sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

He sneered inwardly. Since that's the case, he'd start with this woman to disrupt Zhuang Yu's mind and put him in a desperate situation.

Blood Demon condensed blood mist in his hand, transforming it into streaks of blood-red blades that shot rapidly toward Wang Yao's location.

Each blade contained powerful magic; if it struck, it would surely cause Wang Yao to bleed instantly.

Zhuang Yu was startled. How could he allow the Blood Demon to harm Wang Yao in the slightest?

He roared and moved like lightning, instantly blocking Wang Yao's path.

The blood-red blades pierced Zhuang Yu's body, and he groaned as a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, staining his clothes red.

"Yu!" Wang Yao suddenly opened her eyes and exclaimed when she saw the scene before her. She rushed forward, trying to support the swaying Zhuang Yu, but found that she could not budge him at all.

Tears, like pearls from a broken string, streamed from her eyes, dripping onto Zhuang Yu's clothes and spreading into sad flowers.

Her heart felt as if it were being torn apart, the pain unbearable. Seeing Zhuang Yu injured while protecting her, she wished she could take all his pain upon herself.

Zhuang Yu looked at her, a weak smile appearing on his face. His smile carried a hint of comfort and determination. He gently shook his head, indicating that he was alright.

However, the wounds on his body and his pale face told a story of the intense pain he was enduring.

"Why, why did you do this to me?" Wang Yao choked out, her heart aching. Seeing her beloved injured because of her, the grief in her heart surged like a tsunami.

Zhuang Yu did not answer her. He struggled to raise his head and look at the Blood Demon. The power within him began to surge wildly, and an even stronger aura than before burst forth from his body.

The Blood Demon looked at Zhuang Yu in front of him with a look of surprise and uncertainty in his eyes. He felt an unprecedented sense of crisis slowly approaching.

"Next, I'm going to make you pay the price," Zhuang Yu said in a low, hoarse voice, which carried a chilling undertone.

His eyes became even sharper, as if he wanted to see through everything.

Zhuang Yu was surrounded by a brilliant golden light, like a war god reborn from the ashes. The power within him surged endlessly, as if he wanted to destroy everything.

He gripped his longsword tightly, the blade emitting a deafening hum, and a powerful sword intent soared into the sky, piercing through the clouds.

His gaze was resolute, like a sharp blade, as he stared directly at the Blood Demon, his tone icy: "Today is your death day!"

He roared, his spiritual power surging wildly, and an earth-shattering aura erupted from him, causing the entire demon cave to tremble and crumble.

He held nothing back and unleashed a forbidden spell of unparalleled power. In an instant, the world changed color, and the sun and moon lost their light.

Countless golden sword energies, like a raging storm, swept towards the Blood Demon.

Blood Demon's expression changed drastically. He had never seen such power before, and he felt the aura of death approaching.

He frantically mobilized the demonic energy within his body, trying to resist this terrifying attack, only to find that it was all in vain.

The golden sword energy was indestructible, easily tearing through his defenses and instantly engulfing him.

"No! This is impossible!" The Blood Demon roared in despair as his body crumbled inch by inch in the golden sword energy, eventually turning into nothingness and completely dissipating into the air.

He died with his eyes wide open in disbelief. He never imagined that he would die at the hands of a cultivator in the late stage of Core Formation, and he never expected that Zhuang Yu could unleash such terrifying power.

As the Blood Demon dissipated, the entire ancestral land of demonic cultivation began to tremble violently, and huge cracks appeared in the ground, as if the whole world was about to collapse.

The blood-red runes on the altar gradually dimmed and eventually disappeared completely, filling the entire space with violent energy fluctuations.

Zhuang Yu stood proudly atop the ruins, his long sword slowly lowering as the golden light around him gradually dissipated.

He was breathing heavily, his face as pale as paper, but his eyes were unusually firm.

He succeeded; he completely eradicated the evil; he protected the land he loved.

The surrounding cultivators rushed over. They looked at Zhuang Yu, who stood on the ruins covered in blood. They knew that this seemingly ordinary young man had single-handedly eradicated the demonic threat that plagued the cultivation world. He was their hero.

The sect leaders and the envoys of the cultivation world alliance also arrived at the scene. They looked at the mess in front of them, and then looked at Zhuang Yu, their faces filled with shock and relief.

They knew that Zhuang Yu's achievements would be forever recorded in the annals of the cultivation world.

Wang Yao rushed to Zhuang Yu's side. She looked at him with heartache and gently touched his wounds.

Zhuang Yu felt a warmth in his heart from Wang Yao's concern. He gave her a weak smile and told her not to worry.

He turned to look at everyone present and said firmly, "The demonic threat has been eliminated, but the cultivation world is still fraught with danger. We must not let our guard down." He knew that this was just the beginning, and the future of the cultivation world was still full of unknowns.

Suddenly, a deafening roar came from afar, the whole earth trembled violently, and a powerful aura swept in.

Zhuang Yu's heart skipped a beat; he felt a familiar power awakening within him.

"A divine artifact is about to be born..." the envoy of the Immortal Cultivation Alliance exclaimed, his face filled with excitement and anticipation.

Zhuang Yu looked up into the distance, knowing that new challenges were about to begin, and he had to be prepared.

"Let's go, let's go take a look," Zhuang Yu said, his tone filled with excitement and determination.

After saying that, he didn't linger and sped off into the distance, his figure gradually disappearing from everyone's sight.