Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

The war flags swept across heaven and earth, snow floated across the sky, and in an instant, it turned into ice, enveloping an area of a hundred thousand miles.

The heavenly fire surrounding Chu Zheng was faintly suppressed.

"Thank you."

He did not waste words or linger. After giving Fu Zhixuan a glance and expressing his thanks, he turned and left, rushing towards the increasingly faint signs of life in the southeast.

Loud explosions continuously followed behind him. As he traveled, Chu Zheng's divine sense glanced back and saw the situation of the battlefield, which left him somewhat astonished.

Fu Zhixuan, a true inheritor of the Immortal Emperor, managed to steadily suppress four cultivators from the Ten Thousand Realms, including the Heavenly Vow Arhat and Qi Yun, with a single mid-grade immortal treasure.

The Heavenly Vow Arhat's golden bell rang incessantly but failed to affect Fu Zhixuan at all. Under such circumstances, if there wasn't an immortal treasure protecting her divine soul, then her soul strength had been tempered to an extremely terrifying extent, impervious to outside influences.

The skin of the Heavenly Vow Arhat was coated in a layer of golden paint, his golden body was pushed to its limits, and the grotto heaven illusion behind him almost completely materialized. A deep ancient temple in the mountains emitted melodic chants like a loud bell, deafening to hear.

However, the chanting only lasted a few breaths before it was engulfed by the encompassing snow. The howling cold wind roared like thunder and lightning, tearing the vibrating chants into shreds.

The movements of the Heavenly Vow Arhat became increasingly slower, his body frosted over, and for a moment, he appeared to struggle with each step.

The battle did not proceed as Chu Zheng had anticipated; instead of a harsh battle, Fu Zhixuan, facing seven with only five, even held a dominant position despite being completely outnumbered in terms of cultivation amongst the other four true immortals.

Chu Zheng withdrew his gaze, walked bathed in heavenly fire, simultaneously refining yuan Qi, and pressed on without pausing.

Although Fu Zhixuan was currently at an advantage, this was only temporary. Deep within the void in the distance, fluctuations continuously transmitted, indicating more cultivators from the Ten Thousand Realms were still rushing towards this location. No matter how strong Fu Zhixuan was or how adept her methods, she could not possibly hold off all these cultivators by herself.

He needed to quickly extricate himself, cross the Fire Tribulation first, find that sliver of vitality, and stabilize the tribulation Qi; these were his immediate concerns.

After nearly two days of full-speed travel, Chu Zheng finally reached the location of that sliver of vitality.

Temples built from top-quality spiritual stones mixed with immortal jade were scattered around, throbbing with surging energy fluctuations. Cultivators of the Immortal Path clad in battle armor were visible everywhere, countless banners with the character 'Immortal' fluttered in the wind, rustling loudly.

Each battle flag was meticulously refined, faintly connecting to form a grand formation.

Looking at the sprawling camp stretched out over hundreds of thousands of miles, Chu Zheng was momentarily dumbfounded. He had never expected that the vitality he had deduced with effort would actually be within the Immortal Alliance Camp.

Recalling Fu Zhixuan's attitude earlier, Chu Zheng had an epiphany. Perhaps the Immortal Alliance's attitude towards him wasn't as bad as he had imagined.

But since the Immortal Alliance knew he practiced both cultivation and Qi techniques, why would they help him?

Qi-refining techniques...

As the thought struck him like a bolt of lightning, Chu Zheng thought of a possibility.

Because of the Ancestral Dao?

Before Chu Zheng could react further, several streaks of immortal light burst forth from within the camp and stopped just outside the range of the Fire Tribulation.

Leading them was a Second Tribulation True Immortal named Fang Zhi, who appeared to be nearly fifty years old, with a bone age of over thirty thousand, considered to have ordinary talent among True Immortals.

"Are you Chu Zheng?"

As he inquired about Chu Zheng's identity, Fang Zhi's face revealed uncontrollable joy. "We have already received communications from Inspector Fu and were just about to come to your aid."

Fu Zhixuan's message was sent with a speed that surpassed Chu Zheng's travel, arriving at the camp first.

Only when he saw Chu Zheng nod in response did Fang Zhi finally breathe a sigh of relief, speaking in a softer tone:

"You focus on your tribulation, everything else can be discussed after you pass the tribulation, within the camp in the Lower Heavenly Domain, no one can harm you, if you need any Immortal Elixirs to supplement your strength, just tell me directly, and I will help you request them."

His attitude was very attentive, searching for Chu Zheng, watched by countless Immortal Venerables and Immortal Kings; if he could bring him back to the Immortal Alliance safely, it would certainly be a great achievement, earning unimaginable rewards.

Thinking this, Fang Zhi couldn't help but get excited.

However, Chu Zheng's mind was not even slightly relaxed, because even after arriving at the Immortal Alliance Camp and meeting Fang Zhi, the Tribulation Qi beside him had not weakened in the slightest and had even intensified.

Looking at the camp in front of him, before Chu Zheng could speak again, the barrier of the Unity Realm Perfection had been directly shattered by the terrifying Qi that had accumulated over two days.

A surge of Qi, tens of times more immense than before, poured into his body, the overwhelming Fire Tribulation instantly drained dry, all absorbed into Chu Zheng's body.

Qi Refining Eighth Realm, Heavenly Immortal.

Though it was not voluntary, Chu Zheng had ultimately crossed that threshold.

With his cultivation skyrocketing, a more tumultuous wave of Tribulation Qi suddenly struck down, pushing his number of tribulations to the peak, fully evolving into the Death Tribulation.

Crack—

A crisp cracking sound echoed in Chu Zheng's brain, completely severing the feeble life force represented by the Immortal Alliance Camp.

In an instant, Chu Zheng felt a chill up his spine, and goosebumps sprang up all over his body, a horrifying sense of death overwhelmed his senses.

A bone-chilling murderous intent came from afar, almost condensing into substance, with just a glance, Chu Zheng's body showed signs of disintegration, cracking open countless fissures.

Chu Zheng turned his head to look, in the distant sky stood seven figures, the leader an elderly man nearing sixty years, his face marked with the traces of many years, dressed in a Martial Robe that outlined his robust physique.

Despite the years, eroded by time, the man before him remained as strong as a ghostly deity, his murderous aura deep as an abyss, having slain countless living creatures in his lifetime.

[You Bi Yue (Ninth Order): Bone age ninety-four thousand eight hundred sixty-two, deputy commander of the Martial Hall Execution Division, Early Stage Great Saint of Martial Path, self-created "Heavenly Slaughter Demon Slaying Scripture" perfected, battled and slaughtered too much, his body bearing numerous chronic old injuries, his lifespan greatly reduced, approaching his end (irreparable).]

Great Saint of Martial Path?!

Chu Zheng's heart chilled, his eyes sweeping over the other six figures, revealing even greater shock; their cultivation was also extraordinary, each at least at the Seventh Layer of the Martial Saint Realm, any single one could push through the Lower Heavenly Domain with ease.

You Bi Yue's gaze was too aggressive, his murderous intent unmasked.

This caused Chu Zheng to be momentarily very confused; he had no old grudges or recent resentments with the Martial Hall, and even had some relations with the two envoys from the Martial Hall once.

Where did this suddenly appearing Great Saint of Martial Path get such intense murderous intent from?!

In the midst of Chu Zheng's questions, a Martial Saint behind You Bi Yue glanced at the distant Immortal Alliance Camp, his brow slightly furrowed:

"Great Saint, there's still an Immortal Alliance Camp here, how should we deal with it?"

Hearing this, Bi Yue Great Saint almost instantly made a decision, with no hesitation or uncertainty, his blood energy surged like raging seas, splashing up and staining the sky red, suppressing the brilliance of all celestial bodies in the sky.

He suddenly reached out, extending his hand into the void, pulling out a blood-colored long knife, his tone grim:@@novelbin@@

"The destiny here is chaotic, not even Immortal Ancestors can reverse time and deduce the specifics, level this camp, leave no loose ends, kill all!"