he real Ruyi Treasure Bottle can capture powerful enemies into the bottle and imprison them in an independent space within the bottle, even refining them inside the bottle. Legend has it that during t...Zhang Ruochin's injuries were indeed quite severe. Even after taking the withered wood pill, it took about two days for him to recover.

Next, Zhang Ruochin decided to retreat for a period of time to focus on improving his cultivation.

"The thirty-six acupoints on the chest and abdomen have all been opened. All that remains is to refine divine blood or the white tiger's essence dew, and then these acupoints can be sanctified. Once all thirty-six acupoints are sanctified, physical strength will definitely become even greater."

Both refining divine blood and refining the white tiger divine dew can temper the flesh, sanctify the acupoints. Of course, there are some differences between the two.

The divine blood contains a vast amount of divine power and enormous vitality.

Refining divine blood not only sanctifies acupoints but also absorbs the cultivation insights of deities, thus enhancing one's own cultivation.

Relative to the divine blood, Baihu Shenlu contains a more refined power. Though it can only be used to sanctify acupoints and refine the flesh, it is easier to absorb.

At this stage, I must quickly improve my cultivation. Refining the divine blood is the best option.

Zhang Ruochin took out a canister of divine blood and placed it in front of him. His hands emitted white holy light, which he channeled into the wooden canister.

"Wow!"

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If it is not so, there is a clear dividing line between the Seventh-Rank and Eighth-Rank Half Saints. Zhang Ruochin absorbed such a massive amount of divine blood, which could fully allow him to break through to the Eighth-Rank Half Saint.

Now, he's stuck at the half-saint realm of the seventh tier. His entire being is like a blazing furnace, his immense power surging uncontrollably within him, rampaging and thrashing about, swelling to its limit as if it would burst him apart.

In such a situation, one must immediately swallow the Grade Eight Sacred Yuan Pill and break through to the Half-Saint of the Eighth Rank. By overcoming this barrier, one can dissolve the expanding power within their body.

Of course, there's another way, which is to break through the barriers of realms through a fierce battle, thus impacting the Eight-and-a-half Holy realm and consuming the raging power within.

Two methods, in fact, both require breakthroughs.

However, the former is relatively softer, while the latter is a more aggressive method. It requires constantly stimulating and squeezing oneself to ultimately break through the shackles of one's realm.

"Since there's no Eight Grade Saint Yuan Pill, it seems like I can only choose the second option." Zhang Ruochin said to himself.

This is a war.

We must fight.

If you're going to have a fight, you naturally want to choose a powerful opponent. Otherwise, you wouldn't be pushing yourself to your limits.

Half an hour later, Zhang Ruochin, accompanied by Qingmo, walked out of the Kunlun God Wood Diagram and headed toward the edge of the blood-red desert.

As for the other cultivators, they were still cultivating within the scroll world, striving to improve their cultivation level.

Qing Mo's face was exceptionally beautiful, looking only about ten years old. She resembled a flower bud waiting to bloom.

Her pale face showed a timid look, and she worriedly asked, "Young Master Zhang, wouldn't it be too dangerous for you to go alone to find the undead blood clan of the Qingtian tribe"

"If it's not dangerous, I wouldn't go!"

Despite knowing this was a perilous situation, Zhang Ruochin remained remarkably calm. A relaxed smile graced his face.

If it's harmless, how could it possibly force itself to such an extent as to shock the realm of a half-saint at the eighth level

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Actually, everything comes with risks. It all depends on whether the rewards are enticing enough to make you willing to take the risk.

It is obvious that as long as we can reach the realm of an eighth-order demigod, even if the risk is great, it is worth trying.

The Undead Blood Clan has always lurked in the shadows, fomenting conflict between humans and beastmen to gather a steady supply of high-grade blood.

In the world, is there such a cheap thing

This time, Zhang Ruochin decided to take the initiative. Even if he couldn't shake the Qingtian tribe with his own power, at least he had to force them out into the open and prevent them from continuing to hide in the shadows and reap the benefits.

Zhang Ruochin's eyes flashed with a strange light, he stopped in his tracks and stared intently at Qingmo.

Qing Mo's eyes met Zhang Ruo Chen's, and she seemed a little flustered. She immediately looked away and said, "Zhang Gongzi... how... what is it"

Zhang Ruochin looked puzzled and said, “You are a Qingmo Sacred Vine that has grown for 40,000 years, your cultivation is even above Huang Shijie's. Even if she brought you to the Kunlun Realm, you wouldn’t need to be so afraid of her, would you Aren't you equals”

You must know, a Qing Mo Sheng Teng that has grown for 40,000 years, the cultivation realm it possesses is definitely not as simple as an ordinary Saint of the Lower Realm.

Even though Qing Mo rarely interacted with people and was rather timid, she wouldn't be that afraid of a half-saint, would she

Qing Mo's fingers kept pulling at the corner of her clothes, she was extremely nervous and muttered, "There's nothing to be afraid of, I... I just feel that since we're doing such a dangerous thing behind her back, she must be very worried."

"If you don't say, and I don't say, how would she know" Zhang Ruochin smiled.

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Qing Mo's spiritual awareness was astonishingly keen, able to sense even the most subtle clues. Only with her could they find the vampire clan's camp.

Qing Mo truly did not disappoint Zhang Ruochen. He only spent one day finding the oasis where the Qing Tian clan was hiding.

There was a master of formations among the Qingtian Tribe, who set up a massive concealment formation, completely shrouding the entire oasis.

Even with Zhang Ruochen's spiritual power, he only discovered the traces of the formation left by the other party when he approached the oasis.

"Young Master Zhang, there is a defensive formation set up in the oasis, it's quite dangerous... perhaps we should just go back!" Qing Mo was somewhat afraid, worried something might happen.

Zhang Ruochin asked, "Since you can see through the formation's attack pattern and formation inscriptions, you should also be able to crack the formation, right"

Qing Mo nodded, then shook her head.

"What do you mean"

Zhang Ruochin felt very puzzled, unsure if she could break the formation.

Qing Mo ultimately still nodded, saying: “I possess a type of flame that can be used to start a fire for cooking, and it can also refine array formation inscriptions, directly refining the array into a gaseous state.”

She hesitated for a moment, then added: "Theoretically, that's how it works, but I've never actually tried it."

Zhang Ruochen always felt that Qing Mo was less reliable than Xiao Hei. He worried that she would let him down at a critical moment, so he asked: "What kind of flame do you control"

Qing Mo extended a jade-white hand, five slender fingers like snow onions, slowly unfolding. In the center of her palm, a cluster of green flames materialized.

As soon as the flames appeared, Zhang Ruochin felt an extremely dangerous aura. The hairs on his body stood on end in an instant, and he instinctively took a step back.

The temperature of flames is not actually that high, but the dangerous aura they emit sends shivers down your spine.

Zhang Ruochin was quite surprised and had to reconsider the seemingly innocent girl in front of him.

Legend has it that the immeasurable holy fire could burn even saints to ashes and melt thousand-patterned sacred artifacts. It's definitely a very rare flame.

What puzzled Zhang Ruochin even more was that she actually only used the Infinite Holy Fire to cook.

Since Qing Mo possessed countless holy flames, breaking the attacking formation in the oasis was naturally not a difficult task.

Actually, Zhang Ruochen's spatial power can also break formations. However, once trapped in a formation, anything could happen, and he might not have time to react.

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Qing Mo stayed outside the oasis. At a critical moment, he might be able to help.

Prince Azure Heaven sat in the highest position, his attire tidy and elegant, with a handsome appearance and noble bearing. He exuded an air of nobility and grace.

That kind of aura can only be possessed by a true high-ranking individual.

The Flameheart Princess, the Blood Saint of Soaring Heaven, Chang Wan, Ghost Mist, and some nine-tier demigods from the Undead Blood Clan all stood on either side beneath Prince Azure Sky.

All those present were no ordinary people. In the Kunlun Realm, they were all illustrious figures with great reputations. However, none of them dared to look directly at the Azure Heaven Prince.

The strength of the Azure Prince was terrifying, surpassing them by a level or two.

Qingtianzi's gaze first landed on Ghost Mist, and he said, "Ghost Mist, has your injury healed"

"After taking the holy blood pill bestowed by His Highness, my injuries have healed completely, and my cultivation seems to have improved as well." Ghost Mist showed great respect towards Prince Azure Sky, clasped his hands in a fist, and bowed towards him.

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Then, the ghost mist said: "Although my subordinates failed this time, I still found out some details about Zhang Ruochin. He has at least four powerful figures at the level of Beast King around him, and he must be in control of a huge force."

The eyes of the Azure Heaven Prince shone with brilliance, and he spoke, "Could it really be that he is the prince of the Holy Central Empire from eight hundred years ago, who has gathered his former allies around him"

The Undead Blood Clan and the Holy Luminary Central Empire are sworn enemies. Back then, if it weren't for the Ming Emperor, how could the Undead Blood Clan have been sealed on a deserted island for eight hundred years of darkness

Therefore, upon hearing the Ghost Mist's words, the Azure Heaven Prince would pay such close attention.

Princess Yanxin's finger gently stroked the fiery red hair at the tip, a charming smile playing on her lips: "If he really is the Holy Ming Crown Prince, wouldn't that be even better This princess would just capture him and drain his blood drop by drop, taking his Five Elements Chaotic Body and True God Fate. Heh heh."

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The voice of Princess Flameheart was soft and beautiful, full of seduction.

The undying blood clan masters present stared at her stunning beauty, her curvaceous figure, her snow-white skin, and hearing such a seductive voice, all of them had a physical reaction, a fire burning in their bellies.k together.The mysterious woman sitting on the side, a look of disdain flashed in her eyes.Without interrupting them, she continued to listen.Zhang Ruochin humbly asked for guidance, saying, “Heart, e...