My Mythical Path to Immortality in Another World

Chapter 202

The magical artifacts used by these practitioners mostly originated from parts of themselves that had shed. After careful strengthening, refining, and nurturing, these artifacts could even merge with their true spirits.

In this way, not only is the defense of the true spirit greatly enhanced, but it also gives it powerful offensive capabilities.

This method of integrating magical artifacts into the true spirit can replace traditional visualization techniques, and plays a crucial protective role, especially when the practitioner dies but the true spirit still exists.

Zhao Xuan successfully defeated the invaders from the God of Destruction. After the fierce battle, all sorts of magical treasures and precious materials were left on the battlefield.

However, in stark contrast, when Aoyu passed away, he left nothing behind; while Qingliu left behind only the Immortal-Trapping Sword after his death.

The reasons for this difference are actually quite complex.

It turns out that Zhao Xuan used extremely ruthless methods when eliminating the invaders who destroyed the God Realm.

He not only destroyed the enemy's bodies, but also their mental constructs.

Even though some of the invaders' true spirits managed to escape unscathed, they still endured Zhao Xuan's fierce attacks.

This is why Ao Yu was able to be easily resurrected by the array spirit; the key is that his true spirit was not damaged in the slightest.

Upon resurrection, one only needs to focus on restoring their physical body to be reborn.

However, the fate of those who destroyed the divine realm was quite different.

Their visualizations were severely damaged, and their true spirits were also seriously harmed.

In this way, if they want to be reborn, the energy required will increase dramatically. At the same time, they will not be able to take their original magical treasures and various precious spiritual objects with them, and they will have to leave them behind.

Do not assume that a cultivator has completely lost their fighting power simply because they possess only a true spirit.

In fact, the true spirit is the very foundation of a cultivator. Once a cultivator is in a critical situation where their true spirit is trapped, they will not hesitate to ignite their primordial power, thereby unleashing ten, dozens, or even a hundred times the strength of their original attack, just to carve out a path to survival and successfully escape their predicament.

However, losing one's physical body is equivalent to losing the source of magical power and divine essence, as well as the conversion device.

At this point, the available energy can only support a momentary burst of power; subsequent attacks are naturally difficult to sustain.

Therefore, when encountering a truly powerful enemy, one must fully consider the potential outburst of the opponent's true spirit.

Fortunately, this was just a friendly competition between fellow disciples, and there was no need to push the situation to such an extreme level.

Therefore, when Aoyagi's true spirit manifested, the battle was already over.

At that very moment, the spirit of the formation appeared at just the right time, gently waving its sleeve to infuse Qingliu's true spirit with an extremely pure and refined energy, thus helping him to quickly recover his body.

After dispersing the formation and returning to the arena, the formation spirit announced: "In this battle between the inner disciple Qingliu attacking the arena and the outer disciple Luo Xuan defending the arena, the final result is that the inner disciple Qingliu was defeated and the outer disciple Luo Xuan was victorious, successfully defending the arena!"

The outer disciples watching the battle erupted in a clamor. While the other battles were still in a stalemate, Zhao Xuan had already finished two of his matches.

Originally, Daoist Duobao and his group of five had already made a decision, but now Wuyunxian and the others no longer want to send any more people.

Seeing that no one stepped forward, Zhao Xuan said, "The remaining seven can come at me together, I don't mind."

Zhao Xuan's words shocked everyone present. The seven men exchanged glances, their hearts filled with fear, but also with a renewed fighting spirit. After all, this was a rare opportunity to challenge a master, and if they backed down, they would surely be ridiculed in the future.

One of them gritted his teeth and stepped forward, "Senior Zhao, we are willing to learn from you." Then the seven of them circulated their spiritual power and assumed their stances. Zhao Xuan smiled slightly, put his hands behind his back, and stood there like a towering mountain.

As soon as the battle began, the seven unleashed their ultimate moves, a cacophony of light and magic surging towards Zhao Xuan. Zhao Xuan lightly touched the ground, his figure flashing like lightning as he dodged the attacks, each evasion perfectly timed. Then, he let out a soft shout, a faint aura emanating from his body. This aura seemed to possess a devouring power, causing some approaching spells to dissipate instantly.

The seven men constantly changed tactics, trying to find a weakness in Zhao Xuan's defenses. But suddenly, Zhao Xuan extended a finger and pointed it forward. An invisible force shot out, and the seven men felt a powerful impact, their bodies involuntarily flying backward and crashing heavily to the ground. Only then did they realize that the gap between them and Zhao Xuan was as vast as heaven and earth.

After the seven men fell to the ground, their faces showed shame. Zhao Xuan slowly said, "Although you were defeated, your courage is commendable." At this moment, a melodious flute sound suddenly came from the sky. Everyone looked up and saw a white-robed immortal riding on the clouds. This immortal had a cold face and sharp eyes.

"Zhao Xuan, your strength has indeed improved quite a bit," the white-robed immortal said coldly.

Zhao Xuan frowned slightly. "What are you doing here? Are you here to stand up for them?"

"Hmph, I'm just here to see how powerful this so-called genius really is." The white-robed immortal said, a sword gleaming with a cold light appearing in his hand.

Zhao Xuan felt a sense of pressure, but he was not afraid at all. "If that's the case, then please enlighten me."

The two clashed instantly, sparks flying as their swords clashed. The white-robed immortal's swordsmanship was cunning, each move aimed directly at vital points. Zhao Xuan calmly countered, using his powerful spiritual energy to deflect the attacks. After several exchanges, Zhao Xuan seized an opportunity and unleashed a powerful palm strike, the wind whistling through the air. The white-robed immortal couldn't dodge in time and was forced back several steps. He snorted coldly, knowing he was outmatched, and transformed into a streak of light, flying away. The crowd gasped in amazement, while Zhao Xuan remained calm, as if he had merely done something insignificant.

Zhao Xuan turned to look at the crowd, about to speak, when suddenly a strange purple light appeared on the horizon. Everyone was astonished, watching as the purple light rapidly spread, enveloping a large area of ​​the sky. Zhao Xuan's expression turned serious, a bad premonition rising in his heart.

"Could it be the opening of a dimensional rift?" Zhao Xuan muttered to himself. This phenomenon often foreshadows impending danger, either an invasion by a powerful demon or the infiltration of an unknown evil force.

Everyone present tensed up, and some timid disciples unconsciously hid behind Zhao Xuan. Zhao Xuan took a deep breath, stepped forward, and his spiritual energy surged, preparing to deal with any potential crisis.

Before long, a gigantic figure vaguely appeared within the purple light, resembling a colossal beast and radiating a chilling aura. It roared, its sound waves rolling, causing many disciples with lower cultivation levels to collapse on the spot. Zhao Xuan's gaze remained firm. He swiftly formed hand seals and chanted incantations, conjuring a golden shield that temporarily withstood the impact of the sound waves.

"Don't panic, everyone. I will not let this thing harm you." Zhao Xuan shouted, then leaped into the air and charged towards the giant beast, thus beginning a new fierce battle.

Zhao Xuan charged towards the giant beast, conjuring a longsword of spiritual energy in his hand and thrusting it fiercely. The beast's massive body appeared clumsy, but it was actually incredibly agile, easily dodging the attack with a sidestep, while its massive tail swept across. Zhao Xuan forcefully twisted his body in mid-air, narrowly avoiding the attack. Knowing the beast's power, he changed tactics, beginning to circle it at high speed, searching for its weaknesses.

The disciples watched nervously from below, knowing their own weakness and that going up would only lead to their deaths. They could only silently pray for Zhao Xuan's victory. After circling several times, Zhao Xuan noticed a black scale on the giant beast's belly, faintly radiating a dark aura. He guessed that this was the key.

Zhao Xuan charged forward again, gathering all his spiritual power at the tip of his sword, transforming it into a dazzling arrow of light that shot towards the black scale. The giant beast sensed the danger and tried to dodge, but it was too late. The arrow struck the black scale, instantly exploding. The giant beast roared in pain, its entire body trembling. Zhao Xuan pressed his advantage, launching several powerful attacks in succession. The giant beast finally succumbed and collapsed to the ground. As the beast fell, the purple light gradually dissipated. Zhao Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and slowly descended before the crowd. The crowd cheered and rejoiced, their respect for Zhao Xuan growing even stronger.

Just as everyone was basking in the joy of victory, the ground suddenly trembled violently. A deep vortex appeared where the giant beast had fallen, emanating a dense aura of darkness. Zhao Xuan was startled, realizing that the matter was not yet over.

Just as he was about to cast another spell to defend himself with spiritual power, a black hand emerged from the vortex, followed by a mysterious figure shrouded in a black robe who slowly rose up. This person was surrounded by wisps of dark magic, sending chills down one's spine at a glance.

"You think defeating my pet will solve everything?" The mysterious man's voice was icy cold. Zhao Xuan stared at him warily. "Who are you? Why are you causing this trouble?" The mysterious man sneered. "I am the Dark Domain Demon Lord. The spiritual energy of this continent is so abundant; I'm merely here to collect some." With that, he waved his hand, and countless shadowy demon soldiers surged out of the vortex. Zhao Xuan led his disciples to fight without hesitation. While defending against the demon soldiers' attacks, he pondered a strategy to defeat them. Suddenly, he remembered that the ancient texts mentioned the Dark Domain Demon Lord's weakness lay in the demon crystal above his head. Zhao Xuan seized the opportunity, broke through the demon soldiers' defenses, and leaped up to strike the Demon Lord's head. The Demon Lord was terrified and tried to dodge, but it was too late. The demon crystal shattered, and he screamed in agony, retreating back into the vortex with the remaining demon soldiers. Finally, everything returned to calm.

Everyone was exhausted, both physically and mentally, after the great battle. Zhao Xuan arranged for his disciples to heal and rest. However, that very night, strange meteors streaked across the sky, each one causing a disturbance wherever it landed. Zhao Xuan went to investigate and discovered that these meteors were actually special seeds. After taking root and sprouting, the plants released hallucinogenic gases. Many mortals who inhaled these gases went mad and wreaked havoc.

Zhao Xuan realized this was another of the Dark Domain Demon Lord's tricks. He summoned the cultivators and tried to dispel the gas with their spiritual power, but to little avail. Just as he was getting anxious, Zhao Xuan remembered hearing that there was a spirit bird that could purify evil energy. He expended a large amount of spiritual power to summon the spirit bird. The spirit bird flew over, circling in the sky, and wherever it passed, the hallucinatory gas gradually dissipated.

After resolving this matter, Zhao Xuan decided to travel to the Dark Realm to investigate, lest the Demon Lord cause further trouble. He selected several capable disciples to accompany him, and they embarked on their journey to the Dark Realm. They proceeded cautiously, traversing layers of mist, heading deeper into the Dark Realm, determined to uncover the deeper secrets behind the Demon Lord's conspiracy and eradicate him completely.

Upon entering the Dark Domain, they were surrounded by an intensely dense aura of darkness. Zhao Xuan and his companions proceeded cautiously when suddenly they heard low, guttural roars coming from all directions. They gripped their weapons tightly, bracing themselves for battle.

Several wolfhound-like but enormous magical beasts with fiery eyes lunged at them. Zhao Xuan struck first, unleashing a burst of spiritual energy that instantly repelled the beasts. But even more magical beasts surged forward.

The disciples cooperated, forming a defensive formation. During the fierce battle, Zhao Xuan noticed a faint light flickering behind a mountain wall. He signaled his disciples to continue fighting while he quietly went around to investigate.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a rune array radiating dark power, with a pulsating black heart at its center. Zhao Xuan speculated that this might be one of the sources of the Dark Domain Demon Lord's power.

Just as he was about to make his move, he triggered the surrounding restrictions, and countless sharp spikes shot towards him. Zhao Xuan used a spiritual energy shield to defend himself, while simultaneously wrapping spiritual energy threads around the black heart and pulling it forcefully.

As the heart was pulled out, the monsters ceased their attack as if they had lost control and collapsed to the ground. Zhao Xuan destroyed the black heart and led his disciples to continue deeper into the Dark Realm to uncover the truth.

Zhao Xuan and his group continued deeper into the Dark Domain. The further they went, the denser and more oppressive the dark aura became. They arrived at a desolate place where the ground was full of cracks, from which black smoke occasionally billowed out.

Suddenly, black lightning struck down from the sky, directly hitting Zhao Xuan and the others. Zhao Xuan formed hand seals to erect a protective barrier, but the lightning was incredibly powerful, and the barrier teetered on the brink of collapse. The disciples quickly added their spiritual energy.

After the lightning flashed, the surroundings changed, revealing a sinister ancient castle. The castle gates slowly opened, and screams of agony echoed from within. Zhao Xuan frowned and led his disciples inside.

The castle was dimly lit, with strange portraits hanging on the walls. As they walked, the group fell into a trap and were locked in a secret room. The room was filled with terrifying mechanisms.

Zhao Xuan calmly observed and discovered the workings of the mechanism, then directed his disciples to solve it. After successfully escaping, they arrived at a grand hall, inside which was a huge, dark crystal ball.

Just then, the phantom of the Dark Domain Demon Lord appeared, laughing wildly, "You think you can stop me? This crystal ball can absorb the power of the entire Dark Domain, and I will soon make a comeback."

Without a word, Zhao Xuan mobilized all his spiritual power and rushed towards the crystal ball. His disciples followed suit. After a fierce battle, they finally shattered the crystal ball. The Dark Domain Demon Lord's conspiracy had completely failed, Zhao Xuan and the others left the Dark Domain, and peace returned to the world.

Years later, Zhao Xuan became a legendary figure in the cultivation world. One day, one of his junior disciples, while organizing ancient texts, accidentally discovered an ancient scroll. The scroll contained an even more ancient cultivation method, said to grant the power to break through current limitations and reach a higher level of immortality when mastered. The junior disciple excitedly presented the scroll to Zhao Xuan. Zhao Xuan unrolled the scroll and began to study it. He discovered that while the method was miraculous, it was also fraught with danger; a slight misstep could lead to demonic possession. However, his thirst for exploration ignited, and he decided to go into seclusion to study it. During his seclusion, the heavens and earth trembled, and spiritual energy surged wildly into Zhao Xuan's meditation place. His disciples were worried and guarded outside. Finally, Zhao Xuan emerged from seclusion, having successfully grasped a portion of the method's essence, greatly increasing his strength. However, he discovered that his aura had attracted covetous eyes from all sides. Evil sects attempted to seize his cultivation achievements, and mysterious cultivators from remote overseas islands came to challenge him. Undeterred, Zhao Xuan resolved to protect this opportunity with his own strength, warning all forces against rash actions that would lead to annihilation. Thus began another challenging and adventurous journey for Zhao Xuan, dedicated to protecting his cultivation achievements and the hard-won peace.