My Informative Cultivation Life

Yang Ji also unleashed his attack simultaneously with his Dharma Aspect.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

He continuously threw punches, shattering the phantom strikes of the Dragon King Ruler, the Bright King Sword, and the Sky-Splitting Halberd.

His mind was also unaffected by the influence of the Evening Drum and Morning Bell.

He quickly collided with Ao Qian.

It was at this moment that the Three Immortals Formation suddenly sprung into action, and his combat power skyrocketed once again, reaching an unprecedented level.

One punch blazed out, fiercely clashing with Ao Qian.

Bang!

Heaven and Earth trembled, followed by a period of silence, a moment of terrifying power contracting to its limit, and then, with a booming roar, a tempest of energy burst forth from between their fists.

The phantom of the Ancestral Dragon and the finger of True Rigidity both vanished.

The projections of their Inner Worlds also collapsed in an instant.

The power between their fists shattered the elemental nodes of space, sending out endless ripples of force, wave after wave of energy shockwaves sweeping in all directions, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Splurt!

Suddenly, a sound of blood spitting rang out.

It was Ao Qian, his face turning a shade of red, as he spat out a mouthful of golden Dragon Blood. Right after, with a series of crackling sounds, his entire body rapidly covered in cracks, as if he would shatter into pieces in the next moment.

Everyone was shocked.

Yang Ji's punch was too fierce; it actually shattered Ao Qian.

It was at this time that two figures suddenly burst out from within Yang Ji's body, revealing his clones, also executing the Three Immortals Formation.

Array patterns connected, and now, the Three Immortals Formation was truly complete.

With the complete Three Immortals Formation's enhancement and the power of his two clones converging, Yang Ji's combat power soared once again.

The power of his punch exploded like a raging wave.

Bang!

Ao Qian could support himself no longer and instantly burst apart, severely injured and turning into a mist of blood.

The eight Buddha statues that he had merged were now revealed.

Yang Ji immediately reached out to grab them, but just as he did, a supreme will seeped down from the Dragon Realm.

His mind and Primordial Spirit were struck as if by a bolt of lightning.

Yang Ji was inwardly alarmed, quickly releasing the eight Buddha statues. Even so, he was still forced back eight steps by that supreme will.

"That is the Dragon Race's Supreme Treasure; even if it's just a replica, it's not for you to touch. You're practically courting death. However, if you release me, I can take you to the Dragon Realm to exact vengeance for this blow. Nevermind a replica – I can even get you a real one to play with." The Rotten Wooden Box said with a sinister laugh.

Yang Ji ignored it, quickly shaking his head to clear his senses.

The attempt to stealthily pilfer turned into a loss; anger raged within him, and his desire to kill rose sharply, wanting to slay Ao Qian and Ao Lie on the spot.

Murderous aura burst from him, but when he opened his eyes again, he saw only a small black dot that was the Dragon Boat speeding away toward the horizon.

During the moment he was distracted, that Ao Lie had actually taken Ao Qian and the eight Buddha statues and fled.

"They ran?" Yang Ji said darkly, his anger unabated, "Just don't let me encounter you again, or I'll pluck your dragon scales, extract your dragon tendons, eat your dragon liver, and seal your dragon soul beneath my feet to trample every day."

Hiss! At his words, the listeners' complexions changed, their spines chilling.

Yang Ji disregarded their reactions, turning to survey the crowd with overflowing killing intent, "Anyone else seeking death?"

"..." For a long while, there was no response.

The King of Yin and others merely glanced at him before disappearing into the air.

Ming Budong's expression flickered, and he too took his leave with his followers.

Seeing this, Yang Ji turned to look at the trembling Enlightenment Tea, saying, "Get into my sleeve!"

The Enlightenment Tea shrank back timidly, "I'm still young; don't kill me!"

"I won't kill you, get into my sleeve," Yang Ji softened his murderous aura, his demeanor becoming somewhat more gentle, "Don't even think about escaping. Here, only I can protect you."

"You really won't kill me, won't beat me like they do?" the Enlightenment Tea said pitifully.

"I won't kill you, and after today, no one else will dare to hit you," Yang Ji responded forcefully.

The Enlightenment Tea hesitated, perhaps sensing Yang Ji's good intentions—and out of fear—slowly approached him.

Yang Ji conjured a large hand, scooping it into his palm.

"Shake off a few leaves!" he commanded.

"Oh!"

The Enlightenment Tea was startled, its body gave a shake, and rustling sounds followed as a dozen or more leaves fell off.

After picking them up, Yang Ji raised his hand and threw them towards the Overlord.

"Haha, many thanks to Brother Yang Ji for this, I am indebted to you. If you ever visit the Hegemonic World, I will surely treat you with great hospitality," the Overlord laughed as he caught them and threw a Messaging Jade Talisman back to Yang Ji.

"If the chance arises, I'll come to the Hegemonic World and see," Yang Ji replied with a bow.

"Haha, Brother Yang Ji, you must keep your word, I'll be waiting to welcome you with open arms," the Overlord laughed heartily.

"Mhm!" Yang Ji nodded.

"Well then, Brother Yang Ji, I won't disturb your treasure hunt any longer," with a laugh and a gesture of farewell, the Overlord leaped heavenwards and vanished from sight.

The other onlooking geniuses also dispersed entirely.

Three days later, this space had been almost thoroughly picked clean.

Moreover, a new treasure land had opened up, and everyone had flown out of this Immortal Monarch's Inner World.

Only Yang Ji remained.

"Yang Ji, Brother Gu sent a message; it seems like another treasure land has opened up outside," Yan Zhan said.

"It's fine to leave those treasures be, the biggest treasure of this world is what I need the most right now," Yang Ji looked calmly at a subtly vibrating space as he spoke.

"Oh? This world has been nearly scoured by others, and there's still treasure?" Yan Zhan asked in bewilderment.

"This space is extremely difficult to perceive, rippling like water, with faint disturbances. Hidden behind it are copious amounts of World Crystal Stones. If I absorb them, I can suppress the None Demon Path, and if I meet Ao Qian again, I won't struggle as much and will be able to vanquish him with a single punch," Yang Ji's calm voice carried strong confidence.

His battle with Ao Qian had strained all his resources and earned him only a narrow victory; he could not yet overwhelm his opponent, which had put him under a bit of pressure.

Moreover, he hadn't seen the top ten geniuses on the Immortals' List make their full effort yet, and had no idea what mysterious and powerful tricks they might have, forcing him to be on guard.

From Mo Wudao and King of Yin to Ao Qian, he realized that everyone in the top ten of the Immortals' List was extraordinary.

If he wanted to achieve the first true succession, his current strength might not be enough but refining the World Crystal Stones behind this space...

The first true succession would be surely secured, comfortably within his grasp.

Then, he could gain the blessing of the Myriad Realms' destiny and choose one Supreme Divine Power.

Especially the former, which would increase his chances of successfully transcending the Dao Calamity by threefold.

This was an incredible opportunity he didn't want to miss.

Additionally, choosing a Supreme Divine Power was also a great stroke of luck.

He could select a Sealing Technique or a Supreme Divine Power related to speed to compensate for his weaknesses.

Especially a speed-related Supreme Divine Power, which he urgently needed and must obtain.

Compared to the opportunities in the outside treasure land, these were far more significant to him and not worth mentioning.

Yang Ji made his decision there and then, preparing to enter seclusion on the spot and not emerge for over a hundred years.

He consulted Yan Zhan and the others, asking, "Do you want to go out to seek opportunities, or choose to stay within my Mount Sea World?"

"If you choose to stay within the Mount Sea World, after more than a hundred years, I will grant you the position of true disciples. If you choose to leave, I will respect your decision," he continued.

"Brother, I will stay in the Mount Sea World!" Shang Guanwu was the first to express her intentions, grinning widely.

"With so many experts on the Immortals' List out there, it would be hard to find opportunities, so I choose to stay in the Mount Sea World," Zhong Jun replied as well.

Yan Zhan didn't speak but shared a look with Bai Qianli, Chu Gang, and Ye Qiuyu, all deciding to stay in the Mount Sea World.

Especially the latter three, thrilled by Yang Ji's words, naturally didn't choose to leave.

"I'll stay in the Mount Sea World!" Zhan Xiao declared, content to comply.

"Giggle! Since Brother Yang Ji has promised us the position of true disciples, we naturally will stay in the Mount Sea World," Li Yinxue said with a playful laugh.

Xuan Chi nodded in agreement.

"Good! Then, let's come out again after more than a hundred years," Yang Ji declared, charging towards the faintly fluctuating space.

After a moment of spatial compression, a magnificent scene unfolded; a crystal world shimmering with a gentle blue glow, filled entirely with World Crystal Stones.