My Informative Cultivation Life

Outside Gengzhou.

Countless dark clouds enveloped the sky with thunderous roars. Massive domain gates appeared in the horizon like spiralling whirlpools, and hordes of the Dark Tribe leaped out, covering the sky and blanketing the earth.

Hum!

Within Gengzhou, the powerhouses activated formations; numerous piercing beams of light transformed into rivers of Sword Qi, slashing forth and instantly causing a great many of the Dark Tribe to scream and fall to their demise.

Among the Dark Tribe were also formidable beings. Gray palm prints pressed down through the air, causing countless beams of Sword Qi to extinguish, bursting into showers of light and scattering.

"A Great Luo Immortal Sage-level expert?" On the city walls of Gengzhou, Zhuan Lun, accompanied by three subordinates who were also Great Luo Immortal Sages, watched the scene with a detached air before turning to Yang Ji with a smile, "Yang Ji, it's your turn to make a move."

"You are a genius of the Sequence, a Golden Immortal at its peak. It should not be difficult for you to fight above your level, right?"

"Rest assured, my lord. Dealing with such a character should pose no problem!" Yang Ji declared confidently, soaring up to confront the challenge.

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"..." Zhuan Lun was taken aback, exchanging a surprised look with his three subordinates.

"Is this kid really so obedient? Or does he actually possess some ability?" Zhuan Lun muttered to himself as he watched Yang Ji's retreating figure.

"Boss, the Dark Tribe is ferocious in their assault. Should we really engage in battle?" Buddha Child spoke gravely.

"I'll use the 'Feigned Death Escape'!" Yang Ji said in a heavy voice.

"Feigned death?"

"Yes, feigned death! I have cultivated the Path of Destiny. At the moment of being ground to dust, the Destiny Technique can instantly shield my entire essence, all karmic ties, all trajectories. Even if I slip away right from under their noses, they won't be able to detect it," Yang Ji explained.

"In that case, it is indeed marvelous!" Buddha Child's eyes lit up.

"This place is dire. I have no wish to wade into this muddy water; let Zhuan Lun deal with the pain himself. Leaving this place and finding somewhere quiet to break through to Great Luo Immortal Sage and ascend with the Wings of Time-Space and the Time Tower is what truly matters. Only when I become stronger can I navigate the Immortal Realm with greater ease." Yang Ji's thoughts raced as he decided to leave Gengzhou.

At this moment, he flew out.

Alone, he faced the vast army of the Dark Tribe.

And with extreme arrogance, he launched a massive palm strike, treating the Dark Tribe as if they were nothing.

"A mere Golden Immortal seeking death!" Within the Dark Tribe, a Great Luo Immortal Sage hidden within a tempest of dark clouds struck back fiercely, a single finger crushing Yang Ji's palm strike.

Seeing this, Zhuan Lun felt thrilled, and with fueling anger, he shouted, "You're seeking death – he is of the Heavenly Court Ranking! If you harm him, I swear I'll crush your bones to dust and scatter your soul to the winds."

"Heavenly Court Ranking?" The Dark Tribe's Great Luo Immortal Sage sneered coldly, the murderous intention intensifying.

"This sly old fox, Zhuan Lun..." Yang Ji's face turned green, but he steeled himself and faced the onslaught.

He initiated the Sealing Technique, which immediately enveloped the approaching Dark Tribe's Great Luo Immortal Sage, sealing all his Dao Principles and rendering him incapable of breaking through the formation's prison.

Over the past more than twenty thousand years, besides reaching the Golden Immortal Peak in his cultivation, Yang Ji's other significant achievement was this Sealing Technique.

With the enhancement provided by the Golden Finger, it was now powerful enough to imprison a Great Luo Immortal Sage.

Additionally, he had refined it; when the formation was activated, the user wouldn't be trapped inside, allowing them to break free from the formation and directly employ spells to suppress their foe, unlike in the past when they could only use their physical body for the task.

"How is this possible? You've sealed me? What kind of Sealing Technique is this?" The Dark Tribe's Great Luo Immortal Sage, feeling his Dao Principles rendered useless, was overwhelmed with shock.

Yang Ji, without responding, launched his attack.

Witnessing this, Zhuan Lun's pupils constricted as he angrily exclaimed, "You little rascal, you've held back from me! You never told me the secrets of the formation in full, and you can seal a Great Luo Immortal Sage?"

Immediately, raging anger surged within him as he prepared to use his power to capture Yang Ji and question him again.

But in the next moment.

Boom!

The world trembled with a resonant sound, the sky ripped apart, and amidst the pitch-black rift in space where thunder and lightning surged, a terrifying aura transmitted from afar.

Yang Ji looked up to see a massive finger pointing through the crack. The finger was not physical, but a top-tier Immortal Technique, longer than the Milky Way itself, with fingerprints that resembled vast, impassable gorges.

The terrifying aura penetrated into the soul, causing one's scalp to tingle.

Pop!

As the finger pointed, spaces shattered, turning into vast expanses of nothingness—collapsing, destroying, as if doomsday had arrived—sweeping across millions of miles in an instant.

"Quasi-Imperial Monarch!" Yang Ji couldn't help but cry out, his thoughts turning, he also said in a deep voice, "The opportunity has come!"

The moment the finger struck with the force of thunder, he immediately shielded himself with the Wheel of Destiny.

Boom!

The finger punctured through everything, turning all to dust.

Yang Ji's figure was also gone.

The finger's momentum unabated, it fiercely struck the protective Formation of Gengzhou, rumbling, the forbidden law shook, emitting a sound that made one's heart feel like exploding, and the entire space of Gengzhou trembled.

Too strong.

The Quasi-Imperial Monarch was too strong, a single finger had shaken the whole of Gengzhou.

Overwhelmingly invincible.

"Hmph! An Shang, don't be presumptuous!" Zhuan Lun's expression darkened, a beam of reincarnation light flung out, instantly shattering the enormous finger.

As the finger disintegrated, Zhuan Lun's eyes shone brightly as he continuously scanned every inch of space.

But the next moment, he furrowed his brow.

"Dead?"

"Was he really killed by that poke?"

"He must be gone, no matter how great his talent or how powerful his Divine Skills, he is still just a Golden Immortal. Under the Quasi-Imperial Monarch's full-strength finger, how could he possibly survive?" Zhuan Lun's confidant shook his head.

The light of reincarnation in Zhuan Lun's eyes intensified as he scanned once more, still no sign of a figure.

He couldn't help but frown in silence, seemingly deep in thought.

...

Protected by the Wheel of Destiny, the moment Yang Ji was blasted, he turned into myriad particles, shielded his destiny, and entered the void, disappearing without a trace.

He did the opposite of what was expected, not entering Gengzhou but flying out of the Celestial Court's sphere of influence.

Using the Wings of Time-Space, he broke through the sky and flew for three full months before finally stopping in a desolate region.

The mountains here were in complete disarray, as if slashed by random swords, with Gale howling in the space, pressing low, turbulent currents rampant, tearing apart countless spaces, extremely dangerous.

"Beyond the Celestial Court, which land still has lush green mountains and clear waters? Without the auspicious clouds overhead, all there is Gale, and the Immortal Qi is scarce indeed, truly dangerous. If I were them, I'd also covet the good places in the Celestial Court, I'd fight too," Yang Ji looked around, couldn't help feeling empathy, and felt a bit of sympathy for the forces outside of the Celestial Court.

After surveying the nearby area and finding no one else around, he burrowed underground and hid himself.

The Destiny Twin Tracks Technique was deployed, and the Wheel of Destiny rolled slowly over his body, rendering his precise location incalculable to anyone.

With all preparations complete, Yang Ji then flew into the Time Tower.

While refining the Time Tower and the Wings of Time-Space, he also raised his Cultivation, striving to break through to Great Luo Immortal Sage.

Three years passed inside the Tower, but in the outside world, barely two months had elapsed.

That day, a radiant light emerged above the Sky Firmament, with petals of Dao blossoming one after another, the Great Dao resonating harmoniously, the essence of Dao blanketing the entire region.

In a Sect tens of thousands of miles away, three figures opened their eyes simultaneously.

"Who is it? Who has broken through to the realm of the Great Luo Immortal Sage in our Sect?"