C98 Grudges
C98 Grudges
This time, he did not use the same technique as before. He did not even use martial arts.
He slowly understood the meaning of the illusion cave.
It was to let martial artists understand their own weaknesses and flaws, and to be able to surpass their limits and obtain improvement.
In this sort of confrontation, not only would one's strength increase, it would also be to surpass oneself and increase one's cultivation in battle.
This kind of improvement was hidden, but the effect was very good. It could often be reflected in actual combat.
In the beginning, Ye Zhi still had a lot of pressure, suppressed by the illusion.
But after he slowly familiarized himself with new moves, he became more at ease. The illusion could not guess what his next move would be, and even became at a loss of what to do.
About an hour later, the illusion made an obvious mistake and sent Ye Zhi flying.
"I lost."
After the illusion was formed, it announced its understanding and disappeared.
Ye Zhi left the illusory space and did not go to the third trial. Instead, he recalled the battle with the illusion in his mind.
The illusion of the third trial had reached the Peak of Metamorphosis Stage realm, and was only half a step away from the One Thought Stage realm.
"It's actually the Peak of Metamorphosis Stage realm."
Ye Zhi cursed in his heart. With a heavy expression on his face, he stomped his foot, and his body shot out like an arrow. He raised his hand and created a huge wave of Qi that rushed over.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bang!
A violent explosion resounded within the space.
The powerful pressure that came from the illusion made Ye Zhi's face darken. Even if the illusion did not know his technique, the suppression of his cultivation level was very obvious.
Bang!
Ye Zhi let out a muffled groan when his shoulder was hit by a punch. He staggered and retreated several steps.
"No, if this goes on, we won't be able to pass the third stage." Ye Zhi's heart sank.
"Other powers." Ye Zhi's eyes lit up.
"The power of devouring, as well as the ten forms of power. The power of devouring originates from the Blue Root Stone, not in Heavenly Spirit Martial Realm. The ten forms of fist power are also very terrifying. Their origins are very strange. I wonder if the illusion can exist?" Ye Zhi just remembered that he had these things.
"Let's try it out." Ye Zhi's mind moved slightly. His eyes lit up. He shook his shoulders and rushed forward again.
"The power of devouring."
With a shout in his heart, Ye Zhi struck out with his palm, bringing with it countless waves of wind, smashing heavily towards the illusion.
Bang!
"Devouring Power." Ye Zhi shouted. A violent suction force erupted from his body, causing the illusory figure to tremble slightly. His expression was one of shock.
"The illusory figure doesn't have the devouring power." Ye Zhi was extremely happy when he saw this scene. He grabbed hold of the frozen figure and clenched his five fingers tightly, heavily striking his chest.
Bang!
The illusion took a few steps back before coming back to its senses.
Ye Zhi followed closely behind. This time, he had triggered the Ten Forms of fist power.
Bang!
With a punch, the illusion dissipated.
"Hu." Ye Zhi sucked in a breath of cold air.
What shocked him was not the power of the Ten Forms of fist power, but the strangeness of the illusion.
In front of the devouring power and the Ten Forms of fist power, the illusion made a mistake. Ye Zhi noticed that the illusion's expression also became rigid.
"The Devouring Power and the Ten Forms of fist power obviously cannot be replicated, but it is strange for them to become sluggish!" Ye Zhi frowned. He couldn't figure it out.
"Forget it. With the ten forms of fist power and the power of devouring, the difficulty of this illusionary cave will be much lower for me."
Ye Zhi muttered softly as he sat on the hassock and quickly recovered his strength.
Moreover, after the battle, he felt a significant increase in his strength. Although it was not much, it was still a substantial increase.
"Unfortunately, we can't devour them within our sect. With the encouragement of the Mystic Cave and Blood Realm, we don't have to worry about the lack of a solid foundation at all." Ye Zhi felt it was a pity that his sect was very strict. There were no demonic beasts, and fighting in private was even more against the rules. If they were defeated and devoured, it was also possible for them to expose their secrets.
After recovering his strength, Ye Zhi went to the next stage.
The strength of this illusion had reached the low One Thought Stage realm.
Ye Zhi did not use the power of devouring and the Ten Forms of fist power from the beginning. If that was the case, it would not be able to sharpen itself.
After fighting with the illusion for half an hour, he, who had been under pressure all this time, used the Ten Forms of fist power to defeat the illusion.
The fifth level was still at the low One Thought Stage realm, but his strength was above the previous level.
Two hours later, Ye Zhi successfully passed.
Outside the cave, there was a stone tablet standing beside the guards. There was a line of glowing words carved on it, showing the details of the disciples who entered the cave.
Suddenly, the seventh row of the stone tablet fluctuated, and the words of light were dazzling and dazzling.
The guard hurriedly turned around, and he was instantly stupefied. He said with a trembling voice, "Phew, that can't be."
"That person actually connected to the fifth level, my god!"
The guard had a look of disbelief on his face.
He rubbed his eyes with all his might, and when he took a closer look, the words on the tablet didn't change.
"He really passed five stages."
"Although that person is a Successor Disciple, his strength is only at the Sixth Rank of Metamorphosis Stage realm. Even most of the Successor Disciples can't pass five stages in a row."
"How did this man do it?"
The guard muttered to himself. Suddenly, he no longer dared to look down on Ye Zhi.
It was not that there was no one who could connect to the fifth level in the illusionary cave. However, the first person to enter the cave was someone who could connect to the fifth level. Even in the entire sect, it was rare to find someone who could connect to the fifth level.
Furthermore, those people were all geniuses in the Successor Disciple.
Could it be that this unknown Ye Zhi really did not reveal himself?
When he thought of this, a hint of shock appeared in the guard's eyes. He suddenly shook his head heavily and threw away his thoughts. He swallowed his saliva and looked at the illusionary cave somewhat unreal.
Boom!
At this moment, a ray of light flashed at the entrance of the illusionary cave. A figure walked out.
"Ye, Ye Zhi."
Seeing Ye Zhi, the guard swallowed his saliva, and his eyelids twitched. For some reason, he felt a sense of respect.
Ye Zhi glanced at the guard strangely and nodded slightly. Then, he quickly left the illusionary cave.
The Mystic Cave was connected to the fifth level. It was rewarded with 500 sect contributions. Next time, it would be 1000 after the fifth level. It would be divided into different categories and doubled continuously.
Ye Zhi did not know what 500 sect contribution points could do, but he could vaguely guess that it would not be able to exchange for good items.
Fortunately, he did not lack anything at the moment. What he lacked was strength.
After leaving the illusionary cave, he returned to his residence.
When he passed the five stages, he felt a sign that he was about to break through.
"Fighting on your own, the illusionary cave is a good place to go. No wonder the Spirit Sect is the strongest in Heavenly Spirit Martial Realm." Sitting on the bed, immersed in the harvest, Ye Zhi could not help but sigh.
If a martial artist who walked out of such an environment could not defeat the geniuses of the dynasty, That's a piece of crap.
After a long time, Ye Zhi entered the training.
Within the sect, the Spirit Qi of Universe was very abundant. Although it was not as exaggerated as the Nangong family's secret realm, it was not at a disadvantage.
As time passed, countless streams of spiritual energy gathered above Ye Zhi's courtyard. It was as if a vortex of spiritual energy had descended from the sky.
Time passed quickly.
One day, two days, three days...
On the fifth day, the frightening spiritual energy that was rolling above the courtyard shook violently. Then, like a balloon, it suddenly tightened and exploded. The sky slowly returned to its calm state.
Inside the house, Ye Zhi slowly opened his eyes. A blue light flashed past. There was a trace of a smile on his lips. "I finally got to the next level."
Seventh level Metamorphosis Stage realm. He had finally reached the One Thought Stage realm. However, although he was only one step away from the One Thought Stage realm, this crucial step was extremely difficult, even harder than the previous seven levels combined.
Moreover, when he thought about the spirit fire in his body, even Ye Zhi himself didn't know what kind of difficulty he would face if he advanced to the One Thought Stage realm. However, it was imaginable how difficult it would be compared to ordinary people.
Boom!
Ye Zhi's brows furrowed slightly. With a slight thought, the direct bloodline token appeared in his hand, and the token trembled continuously.
He waved his hand, and a voice sounded out from within the token, "Ye Zhi, I am a direct descendant of the Protective Mountain. There is an inner disciple called Zeng Lin who wants to see you. I wonder if you know him?"
"Zeng Lin?"
Ye Zhi was stunned. Then he said, "Yes, let him go up the mountain."
"Yes, sir."
As soon as he finished speaking, the light on the token completely dissipated, returning to its normal appearance.
The Imperial Lineage Peak was a training ground for the top disciples of the sect. Outer and inner disciples were not allowed to enter without permission. However, although the rules of the sect were strict, if one had an agreement with the Successor Disciple, one could enter the direct Lineage Peak with one's permission.
Naturally, if something were to happen inside, then the medicinal Successor Disciples that allowed him to enter would have full authority.
"Why is Zeng Lin looking for me? Could it be that this man really killed Xie Han's dog?" A hint of confusion rose in Ye Zhi's heart. He then stood up and entered the courtyard.
Soon, the sound of a defensive formation could be heard from outside.
Ye Zhi made a few hand seals in the air. The door was opened, and Zeng Lin walked in with big strides.
"Senior Brother Ye." Seeing Ye Zhi sitting in the courtyard and feeling the change in Ye Zhi's strength, Zeng Lin's eyes narrowed. A trace of light flashed across his eyes, then he came in front of Ye Zhi and said respectfully.
"Is something the matter?" Ye Zhi stared at Zeng Lin with a puzzled expression.
Zeng Lin waved his hand and a dog laid on the ground.
"This is Xie Han's dog."
Ye Zhi was dumbfounded. He looked at the dog in a daze and took a long breath. He stared at Zeng Lin in disbelief. "How did you do it?"
It was really out of his expectations. He did not expect Zeng Lin to finish off the dog so quickly.
"Haha, it's a small matter." Zeng Lin smiled. "Xie Han doted on this dog very much. He almost never left his body. But I happened to find out that this dog had a nest outside. There was a mother there."
"F * ck." Ye Zhi rolled his eyes.
"Put it away." Ye Zhi glanced at the dog and waved his hand.
Zeng Lin put away the dog's body and stared at Ye Zhi. "Did you go to three secret places?"
"Yes, I went to the Mystic Cave and came back." Ye Zhi did not hide it.
"I actually went to the illusionary cave. How many rounds did senior brother pass?" Zeng Lin was shocked and asked curiously.
"Not much, just five rounds."
"Phew." Zeng Lin took a deep breath and stared at Ye Zhi in surprise.
"Are you okay?" Ye Zhi stared at him in confusion.
"I'm fine." Zeng Lin swallowed his saliva. He suddenly had some expectations for Ye Zhi.
He could pass five trials in a row after entering the illusionary cave for the first time. God, in the entire Successor Disciple, perhaps only the top few people could do it.
In other words, Ye Zhi had the same talent as them.
Zeng Lin secretly rejoiced.
"Speaking of which, do you have any grudges with Xie Han?" Ye Zhi was a little curious.
Zeng Lin's body trembled. His eyes were filled with uncontrollable anger. He clenched his fists tightly.
Ye Zhi was even more curious when he saw this scene. What kind of grudge and entanglement would make Zeng Lin hate Xie Han so much?
After a long time, Zeng Lin finally recovered. He took a deep breath and a trace of bitterness appeared on his face. "Back then, he joined the sect with me at the same time. I fell in love with her at first sight."