Imperial Cultivation

He didn't expect that this time, these fourteen people would directly fill his Saber Soul.

Once the Saber Soul was complete, the Spirit Accumulation Realm would be perfected.

Naturally, it would be the Spirit Transformation Realm.

A strange aura formed within the Bright Moon Saber, flowing into his body and entering his mind.

Within his mind, a Bright Moon Saber slowly condensed, gradually becoming brighter.

Saber Intent can condense the shape of the Bright Moon Saber.

Saber Soul can illuminate the Bright Moon Saber, giving it a soul.

First obtain its form, then obtain its soul.

Saber Intent already possessed considerable power, more than enough to deal with Grandmasters, and could even interfere with Great Grandmasters.

Saber Soul went a step further, and could even injure the spirit of a Great Grandmaster.

It was difficult for Great Grandmasters to kill each other, but with his intervention, it was very easy for a Great Grandmaster to kill another.

The fundamental reason was the ability to break the opponent's Spiritual Energy; only Spiritual Energy could break Spiritual Energy.

Just as Grandmasters could break Qi, Great Grandmasters could easily break Spiritual Energy.

It seemed that Saber Soul alone couldn't break Spiritual Energy; if his Spirit Transformation Realm also succeeded, could the two souls combined break the Spiritual Energy of a Great Grandmaster?

However, even if he couldn't break Spiritual Energy, it didn't necessarily mean he couldn't kill a Great Grandmaster.

If the Saber Soul could severely injure the spirit of a Great Grandmaster, causing their Spiritual Energy to stop circulating, that would be an opportunity to kill them. His expression was excited, behind him the pillar of blood slowly stopped, and the blood on the ground slowly seeped into the soil.

But the stench was thick, assailing his nostrils.

He frowned, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

Even though he had killed too many people in the past few days, he still felt uncomfortable smelling this blood.

His heightened senses made his five senses too sensitive to adapt.

If it weren't because beheading could instantly disrupt their thoughts and prevent them from self-destructing, he wouldn't have used this method.

Directly severing their heart meridian would cause less bleeding and wouldn't be so bloody.

Of course, he could also directly shatter their brains, but that required palm techniques, not saber techniques.

And it wouldn't help the Saber Soul.

"Chu Zhiyuan!"

A loud shout came from afar, as twenty-four Demonic Sect experts arrived together.

Demonic Sect experts usually acted alone, but Chu Zhiyuan's appearance had broken this rule.

After discovering Chu Zhiyuan's strength, they consciously joined forces.

At the beginning, it was two or three, three or four forming a small team.

Later, it was six or seven, then eight or nine, eleven or twelve.

He looked at the Demonic Sect experts rushing over and shook his head.

Now it seemed that they had broken through twenty, with more than twenty coming together.

This was truly rare for the Demonic Sect.

So-called prosperity leads to decline.

His decision to stay for only two days was correct.

If so many Demonic Sect experts besieged him at the same time and were all wiped out, perhaps fewer and fewer would come to kill him.

Demonic Sect experts were only stubborn and even emotionally numb, unafraid of death, but they weren't fools.

They wouldn't throw their lives away for nothing.

The previous batches rushed forward one after another, some were fearless, some were gamblers, and some thought they could find a bargain.

After fighting for so long, they should have been exhausted; even bodies of iron couldn't withstand such fighting.

But Chu Zhiyuan was truly like iron, no matter how they besieged him, he would wipe them out.

Regarding whether there was a Great Grandmaster beside Chu Zhiyuan, the Demonic Sect experts could determine that there wasn't.

Many Demonic Sect experts were also cautious people, extremely afraid of death, and would first observe from a distance to understand his martial arts before coming.

"Haha, trying to escape!"

"Chase!"

Chu Zhiyuan's figure flickered, flashing through the trees, avoiding their siege.

The appearance he showed was that he was already exhausted and his strength was depleted.

Regardless of whether it was true or not, those watching from afar couldn't sit still and rushed over.

After besieging him for so long, they were finally about to succeed; they couldn't drop the ball at this time.

If someone else got there first, their hard work would be in vain, and they would miss the opportunity for a Great Grandmaster, regretting it for the rest of their lives.

Chu Zhiyuan was running in circles in the forest.

This forest was continuous, covering dozens of miles, enough for Chu Zhiyuan to hide in it.

More and more Demonic Sect experts surged over.

These Demonic Sect experts were all selfish people, and of course wouldn't release the news.

But even if they didn't release the news, someone was watching them.

The news that Chu Zhiyuan was finished and about to be killed quickly spread throughout Wanghai City.

Then it spread from Wanghai City.

More and more Demonic Sect experts poured into that forest, chasing after Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan was within the forest, his figure hazy, sometimes visible, sometimes not.

The light of the Bright Moon Saber merged with him.

When the saber light flashed, he would appear, and there would definitely be a head rolling beside him.

This had already formed a dimensionality reduction strike.

His ideas were wrong, his deductions were biased, and they were different from the true effects of the Glazed Saber Sutra.

The Saber Soul of the Spirit Accumulation Realm was to protect one's own spiritual power, making the Saber Intent purer and more powerful.

And the Saber Soul of the Spirit Transformation Realm raised the enhancement effect to both the spiritual and physical levels.

There was a qualitative difference from what he had thought.

It not only increased the speed of his thinking and reaction, but also truly increased the speed of his body.

Making his reactions faster and his movements faster.

Under this enhancement, the Bright Moon Saber in his mind was consuming power.

But at the same time, killing the Grandmasters of the Demonic Sect was replenishing the Saber Soul.

In the process of consumption and replenishment, the Bright Moon Saber in his mind became brighter and brighter.

Consuming some impure power, absorbing the purest and most primitive power.

If he didn't kill people, he would have to refine this part of the impure power himself; now, killing people to consume it was just right.

This Glazed Saber Sutra was a scripture of killing, and the most suitable way to practice it was killing.

He shook his head secretly.

But he didn't mean to stop; as long as the Dragon Transformation Art was there, he could be unaffected.

The Bright Moon Saber in his mind became brighter and brighter, and he even suspected that if he killed some more Demonic Sect experts, he could perfect the Spirit Transformation Realm.

The progress was too fast in the process of killing people, and the feeling was too wonderful.

The thick, viscous, and bloody smell filling his nose didn't seem so painful anymore; as long as he continued to kill these demonic people, he could continue to improve.

He wished he would never stop.

"Hmm?" Chu Zhiyuan suddenly stopped, and the Bright Moon Saber shook.

The saber body was as crystal clear as water, not stained with blood.

There wasn't even a bloody smell on the saber body.

Within a radius of three thousand meters, there were still thirty-six Demonic Sect experts spying on him from the mountain peaks a thousand meters away.

Apart from that, there were no more living Demonic Sect experts.

The dead were already dead, and those who hadn't died had already fled.

No one dared to rush towards him anymore.

The thick stench lingered between the trees, thick and not dispersing.

Chu Zhiyuan raised his voice and shouted: "Chu Zhiyuan is here, who dares to come!"

"Chu Zhiyuan is here—"

"Chu Zhiyuan is here—"

The voice spread far away, echoing endlessly, slowly spreading into the distance.

But not one dared to respond.

The thirty-six Demonic Sect experts were about to leave.

But Chu Zhiyuan didn't intend to let them go, and disappeared from the spot in a flash.