Zhuge Liang's Journey to Dominate the World: Starting from Another World

"So, we can't do anything about it now, and just stand by and watch?"

Kongming's face was extremely gloomy, making Wu Guanqing's hair stand on end.

"There's nothing we can do about it. If he can outlive these poisonous insects with his amazing physique, then he might have a chance to survive."

Upon hearing this, Kongming took a deep breath, but he had already made up his mind. He gave Zhu Bajie a look.

Then, out of nowhere, this guy pulled out a burlap sack and stuffed Wu Guanqing into it.

Kongming shook his head, thinking to himself that this guy had probably done this kind of thing a lot before.

Before long, Zhu Bajie returned to the secret chamber. Kongming, no longer concerned with where Zhu Bajie had shoved Wu Guanqing, asked directly, "Bajie, how has your elder brother treated you?"

"She often tricks me, and...and..."

"Alright, stop talking!" Kongming rubbed his forehead, interrupting the guy.

Then he asked, "How did Zilong treat you?"

"My brother Zilong is truly exceptional. Not only did he take me out to play, but when you were unwilling to take the blame for me, Old Pig, it was my brother Zilong who pleaded for you!" Pigsy said in a serious tone.

"Damn it, am I that insignificant in your eyes?" Kongming glared at him and said.

"Don't you know how many bad things you've done?" Pigsy cursed.

Kongming waved his hand, "Very well!"

"Zilong's life hangs by a thread now, only you can save him..."

After Kongming finished speaking, he looked directly at Zhu Ganglie.

"What's the point of talking then! Tell me, how much blood do you want?" Zhu Ganglie declared boldly upon hearing this.

"I don't know, maybe a little, maybe it will always be..."

"Could they have drained me dry...?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Ganglie shuddered involuntarily. He hesitated for only two breaths before suddenly sticking out two sharp fangs from his mouth and easily biting his fingertip.

Upon seeing this, Kongming's eyes narrowed. "You actually had such sharp teeth hidden inside!"

"Hehe... If you dare to trick Old Pig again next time, don't blame me for biting you randomly if you piss me off..."

Zhu Ganglie laughed smugly, then stuffed his finger into Zhao Yun's mouth.

Kongming sat upright to the side, wary of the poisonous insects emerging from Zhao Yun's body.

With the injection of Zhu Ganglie's blood again, Zhao Yun's dark face gradually regained some color, but the poisonous insects in his body did not stop there and began to secrete venom frantically.

The contest between the two began, a battle to see whether Zhu Ganglie had more blood or the venom of these insects.

Two days later, Zhu Bajie looked visibly emaciated due to excessive blood loss. His helpless little eyes darted around Kongming, "Big brother, this... this might kill me, old pig?"

To be honest, even Kongming felt a little reluctant. Although he wasn't very friendly to Zhu Ganglie on a daily basis, he had come to regard Zhu Ganglie as his brother from the bottom of his heart.

"Gang Lie, hold on a little longer, these poisonous insects are already at their last gasp."

Kongming noticed that the black energy within Zhao Yun's body was becoming restless. Clearly, without magical power to devour it, it could not multiply and would eventually die from exhaustion.

Suddenly, the black energy began to roam wildly within Zhao Yun's body, attempting to find a new breakthrough.

Kongming knew that the time had come.

With a hand seal, a small Eight Trigrams Formation appeared. Then, with a surge of his magic power, Zhao Yun's body suddenly trembled violently, and an even more turbulent black aura burst forth from his body.

Upon seeing this, Kongming immediately waved his feather fan, and the Eight Trigrams Formation instantly came to life, trapping the black mist within. Hundreds of poisonous insects were seen struggling frantically inside the formation.

With a single incantation from Kongming, the insects instantly turned to ashes.

Zhao Yun's complexion gradually returned to normal, and the venom disappeared completely under the baptism of Zhu Ganglie's blood.

Kongming finally breathed a sigh of relief. He put away his feather fan and looked at Zhao Yun lying on the ground and Zhu Ganglie, who was now skin and bones. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes.

"Ganglie, I will remember your actions today. Zilong is fortunate to have a brother like you." Kongming's words were full of sincerity.

To everyone's surprise, Pigsy just rolled his eyes at him and said, "Brother, what are you saying? What do you mean by remembering? Just be a little more obedient to me, Old Pig, from now on!"

"You're getting too big for your britches, aren't you..."

Just then, Zhao Yun slowly opened his eyes. His gaze was initially confused, but gradually focused, finally landing on Kongming and Zhu Ganglie.

"Prime Minister... Gang Lie... I am..." Zhao Yun's voice was hoarse and weak, clearly not yet fully recovered.

Kongming quickly stepped forward and gently patted Zhao Yun's shoulder, "Zilong, don't worry, you are out of danger."

At this moment, Pigsy jumped out and said, "Brother Zilong, look... look at me, this old pig, I bled a lot to save you, and now I'm as thin as a monkey. You have to protect me and stop this demon from bullying me!"

Upon hearing this, Kongming couldn't help but chuckle.

Now that the poisonous insects had been removed, Zhao Yun's tempered physique was quickly restored, and he recovered completely in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

"Prime Minister, I feel that my martial arts are showing signs of a breakthrough!"

Upon hearing Zhao Yun's words, both Kongming and Zhu Bajie beside him showed delight.

He gently brushed the feather fan and smiled, "Zilong has survived a great calamity; he is sure to have good fortune in the future."

The path of martial arts is truly beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Only by experiencing countless trials on the brink of life and death can one glimpse the dawn of a higher realm.

No wonder, there are very few people in this world who can comprehend the way of martial arts. Many people dare not attempt this very level.

Zhao Yun had experienced countless such scenes in his previous life, which is why he was able to accumulate knowledge and experience and achieve sudden enlightenment in this world.

The cultivation of magic focuses on spells and the accumulation of internal magical power. Martial arts, on the other hand, emphasizes physical training and the cultivation of internal energy.

Although their paths are different, they ultimately lead to the same goal.

Martial arts progress from refining the body and condensing qi, to qi and blood becoming like a dragon, then to breaking through ten thousand pounds of force, becoming indestructible, and finally reaching the divine level of martial arts.

Each realm represents the ultimate challenge and transcendence of a martial artist's physical and mental limits.

The five realms correspond to the cultivation stages of Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and Deity Transformation.

It is estimated that Zhao Yun has already reached the peak of the second realm, Qi and Blood Like a Dragon, which corresponds to the Foundation Establishment realm of a magic cultivator.

And the fact that he, at this level, was able to kill two Golden Core cultivators across different levels shows how terrifying his strength is.

If he truly breaks through to the third realm of martial arts, where his strength can break through ten thousand jun (a unit of weight), then that cultivator from the Five Poisons Sect will not be able to harm him in the slightest, and killing them will be as easy as turning one's hand.

Kongming and Zhu Bajie had already left the secret chamber, leaving Zhao Yun alone sitting there.

At this moment, Zhao Yun closed his eyes and concentrated. The potential accumulated over many years of fighting on the battlefield and countless brushes with death was stirring within him, as if with just a gentle push, he could step into an unprecedented new realm...