Chapter 1085: Chapter 1082: Harvest and Breakthrough
The moment the red gem and the demon core of the Single Horned Red Cloud Python appeared, the previously dim cave instantly became radiant.
In the dim surroundings, the red gem, the size of a baby’s head, appeared even more crystalline, with the dragon-shaped red phantom within swirling continuously, as if alive.
Gazing at the red dragon-shaped phantom within the gem, Luo Feng felt a strange thrill in his heart and muttered to himself:
"I hope my intuition is correct."
With a thought, Luo Feng directed his soul power to penetrate the gem.
Buzz!
As his soul power entered, Luo Feng immediately felt a fierce aura rushing towards him, his spirit seemingly plunging into another world. Looking around, the skies and earth were filled with dazzling, fierce, terrifying red flames.
"Roar..."
Suddenly—
A loud dragon’s roar echoed across the skies.
Luo Feng’s spirit quivered, and he looked up.
Amidst the scorching heavens, a giant fiery dragon roared and thrashed.
The dragon was entirely ablaze with dazzling flames; its face-sized red scales glinted brightly, and each roar seemed to make Luo Feng’s spirit dizzy. Such ferocious power felt as though it could burn the entire heavens and earth to ashes.
"Roar..."
As if sensing Luo Feng’s presence, the red fiery dragon suddenly halted, its unmatched fierce eyes glaring at Luo Feng.
Buzz!
At this instant, Luo Feng promptly withdrew his soul power, recalling the fiery dragon’s gaze which still left lingering fear, his clothes already soaked in sweat.
"That’s right. It truly is this..."
Exhaling, Luo Feng looked at the red gem in his hand with an excited expression.
Originally, when he traveled to Sky Mountain to participate in the Twelve Golden Palace examination, he passed by a village named Iron Lan Village.
When Iron Lan Village was attacked by bandits, Luo Feng intervened and killed the bandits. The village chief, Tie Cheng, in gratitude, gifted him a red gem from the Red Dragon Mountain Range with a mysterious origin.
Due to this red gem, Luo Feng’s one day’s cultivation was equivalent to ten days of arduous practice, enabling rapid advancement in short time and making him shine in the Twelve Golden Palace examination.
For this reason, upon the death of the Single Horned Red Cloud Python, sensing the gem’s aura, Luo Feng unhesitatingly abandoned the contention for the python’s demon core.
To him, the greatest gain from the Red Dragon Mountain Range trip was not the half demon core of the python, but this mysterious red gem.
Consider that the gem given by Iron Lan Village was only the size of a walnut yet had facilitated his qualitative leap in strength.
Now, the gem in his hand was as large as a baby’s head. If he fully refined it, he couldn’t imagine to what extent his strength could be enhanced.
Sigh...
Moments later, Luo Feng’s mood gradually calmed down, and he slowly exhaled a breath, setting aside the red gem.
"I’ll consume the demon core of the Single Horned Red Cloud Python first."
The Red Dragon Mountain Range is a perilous place, unsuitable for secluded cultivation, but the python’s demon core was split in half by the black-faced saber man. If not consumed quickly, the Demon Qi would soon dissipate.
Harvest and danger always coexist; despite the danger, at present there’s no other choice.
Making the decision, Luo Feng stood and exited the cave, reached out to swiftly draw nearby large rocks, and sealed the cave entrance. From the outside, it seemed merely like a pile of scattered rocks, hiding the secret beyond.
Returning to the cave sitting cross-legged, Luo Feng placed the demon core of the python in his right palm.
The red demon core was crystalline, its surface flickering with seven-colored mysterious light, very mystical, with the severed edge continuously dissipating traces of red aura into nothingness.
Luo Feng knew the Demon Qi inside the core was leaking out, so he no longer hesitated and enveloped the half demon core with Yuan Qi.
"Roar!"
The moment the demon core was fully encased in Yuan Qi, it slightly shook and suddenly liquefied, transforming into a mass of red gas that materialized into a vivid Single Horned Red Cloud Python, snarling and thrashing in Luo Feng’s palm, seemingly trying to escape.
Swoosh!
Opening his mouth, Luo Feng inhaled, drawing the phantom python into his mouth.
Instantly, surging sounds reverberated within him, his organs enveloped in a gentle essence.
Luo Feng knew this was the python’s Demon Qi, far superior in quality to his current Yuan Qi.
What he needed to do was refine this Demon Qi into his own Yuan Qi to enhance his cultivation.
Roar...
Calming his spirit, Luo Feng began practicing the Divine Dragon Nine Changes, the cave echoed with faint dragon roars.
As the Yuan Qi began circulating, Luo Feng immediately sensed the difference in this training.
With each completed Grand Circulation, his cultivation visibly rose, unobstructed, naturally; such astonishing speed of cultivation was beyond anything he had imagined.
Ecstatic, Luo Feng devoted his entire being to the training.
Time flew by swiftly amid mountain’s timeless silence.
In the blink of an eye, two days passed.
During these two days, utilizing the demon core of the python, possessing the power of transformation into a dragon, and infused with potent Demon Qi, Luo Feng successfully reached the peak of the Ninth Layer of the Spiritual Rotation Realm, and still continued advancing without pause. His progress could be described as advancing by leaps and bounds.
During this period, occasionally Demon Beasts would wander past — at one point, an eighth-level Demon Beast, the Iron Arm Gold Thread Ape, even sensed the cave’s existence and attempted to break in; for such occurrences, Luo Feng directly invoked the Grand Momentum to suppress it.
With Lin Hongyi’s aid, his Momentum Realm broke through its shackles in one leap, now only a step away from Great Accomplishment. When fully unleashed, it felt like a blazing sun, fierce and invincible.
Under the pressure of the Grand Momentum, before the Iron Arm Gold Thread Ape, appeared visions of falling suns, descending divine specters, terrifying phantoms, terrifying it into a screaming flight, not daring to approach the cave.
Demon Beasts possess an innate instinct for danger, such intimidating aura told it that something terrifying beyond its adversary resides in the cave, better to flee far away.
The Iron Arm Gold Thread Ape is the sovereign here, and as it fled in panic, no other beasts dared to linger. By half a day’s time, all Demon Beasts within a thirty-mile radius around the mountain had fled.
Naturally, Luo Feng was unaware of the happenings outside; his sole concern now was cultivation.
With barely ten days left till the New Dragon Tournament, urgency pressed, every bit of time was precious.
Two more days passed.
The morning sun scattered its rays, painting the mountain’s surroundings in unearthly hues with violet-red mists, creating an eerie sensation.
With the beasts living nearby having fled, the entire mountain stood silent, only the faint rustling of leaves stirred by the morning breeze.
Swoosh!
Suddenly, the sound of air being pierced arose, a stream of light darting through the toxic mists, racing past the mountain.
Within the stream of light was a middle-aged man with a black face, who glanced at the desolate mountain, his eyes aflame with rage, cursing aloud.
"Damn it, where on earth has that kid hidden? Has he already escaped the Red Dragon Mountain Range?! With this vast heaven and earth, where the hell do I find him!"
The black-faced man’s visage darkened, eyes brimming with murderous intent.
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