The Strongest Abandoned Master In City

Yang Qiu sat cross-legged, not even opening his eyes.    

He was completely immersed in a situation that he did not know how to describe.    

That kind of feeling was like a person suddenly entering space on a spaceship, then floating alone in space. There was no one to rely on, and no one to borrow strength from. He could only watch helplessly as he slowly wandered around in the vast starry sky.    

There were a total of three types of spells that he cultivated, and they were all the highest level spells in the Cultivation Realm.    

The one who cultivated the movement technique was called the Wind Controlling Scripture. The Wind Controlling Scripture could be cultivated continuously, and at the highest level, it could be used to fly and become an immortal.    

The attack technique he cultivated was called the Azure Dragon Sword Art. When combined with the Heaven Seeking Sword, its power was even greater, and it could also be cultivated to the Heavenly Immortal Realm.    

The most important thing was the Longevity Immortal Technique he cultivated. When combined with the Wind Controlling Scripture and Azure Dragon Sword Technique, it seemed as if the three of them combined to form a subtle combination.    

Yang Qiu had even thought of it. These three arts were most likely one type, and for some reason, they were divided into three types.    

He had even made it very clear that the spells he cultivated must have been specially prepared for him in advance.    

Everything he had gotten from Cultivation Realm to Mortal Realm had come prepared.    

This was undoubtedly a great boost to his strength and confidence. However, this feeling was something he didn't like.    

Because there was always a big hand behind him.    

Fortunately, up until now, the Sky Barking Hounds he came into contact with, Cain and Elder Lin, didn't force him to do anything. This was the reason why he was at ease with the current situation.    

The Trip To Divine Palace was also a dividing line for him. In his heart, he had already decided that after this trip to the Trip To Divine Palace, he would find a path that truly belonged to him, and not be controlled by others. He would be a chess piece.    

Obtaining the Jianmu and the Breathing Soil was a transaction. Using the Jianmu and the Breathing Soil to pay back some people and fight for freedom shouldn't be a difficult matter, right?    

This was the most secretive thought in his heart, and no one knew about it.    

And now, there were other changes to his body. In his Dantian, there was actually a magical space opened up, and that middle-aged man actually said that the spells he cultivated were all unorthodox.    

What the middle-aged man taught Yang Qiu was a nameless cultivation technique that Yang Qiu could not grasp at all.    

It was such a simple and complicated cultivation method. There were only three sentences in total. However, it took Yang Qiu ten days and ten nights to sort it out.    

The cultivation method was like what Yang Qiu was born with. After the middle-aged man taught it to him, it started circulating automatically in his body. It didn't even need to be cultivated. It merged into his flesh, blood, and meridians, and even left a mark in his memory.    

To put it bluntly, this cultivation method didn't require him to deliberately cultivate it.    

The three cultivation methods that Yang Qiu had previously cultivated still existed. However, the Spiritual Power in his meridians had entered the mysterious space within his Golden Core after being transformed. The mystical power that was fed back had already begun to slowly transform Yang Qiu's body.    

This was a complete transformation.    

That feeling was that the nameless technique that the middle-aged man had passed down to him was perfectly hidden within the technique that he was cultivating. The techniques that he used were still the Azure Dragon Sword Art and Wind Controlling Scripture, but the essence had changed.    

In other words, Yang Qiu was no longer the same as before.    

His strength and realm could no longer be measured by the realm of the Cultivation Realm.    

This was completely different from borrowing the power of the Bloody Demon. This was a complete change.    

He didn't even need to advance his realm. All he needed to do was transform the Spiritual Power, and even the resources into the energy that the mysterious space could absorb. The energy that this space gave him could completely ignore the level of the energy.    

This was the enlightenment that Yang Qiu had gained after ten days and ten nights of seclusion.    

After understanding all of this, Yang Qiu was completely dumbfounded.    

He was truly scared silly.    

After being in contact with the Sky Barking Hound and the Heaven Clan of the Western Cult for so long, Yang Qiu had more or less learned some things. As for the so-called saint that had exceeded his imagination, he also understood what it meant. However, the mysterious existence in his body was an existence that had exceeded the limits of his knowledge.    

It was the feeling of an immortal, a god, and a saint. Although they were very far away from Yang Qiu, he could still measure the distance between them.    

Even though they were separated by a universe, a distance of one trillion light years. . . That was a standard that could be measured.    

However, he had no idea about the middle-aged man who called himself the Nine Lands Cauldron's Weapon Spirit.    

This was because the nameless skill that he taught Yang Qiu was. . . Too terrifying.    

The so-called terror was that the space in Yang Qiu's body was equivalent to a Pill Furnace Refining Furnace. Anything could be thrown into it, and the space that was fed back to Yang Qiu was equivalent to making a deal.    

If Yang Qiu ate a supreme-grade Spiritual Pill, Then, the energy contained in this Spiritual Pill would be absorbed by that spatial zone, and the spatial zone would be fed back to Yang Qiu with all its energy.    

What did this mean?    

It meant that Yang Qiu had completely absorbed the medicinal strength of a Spiritual Pill.    

And even if it was a Mahayana Period Expert, when it absorbed pills, there would also be a situation where its effects would be lost.    

And this kind of situation did not exist on Yang Qiu's body anymore.    

Even if Yang Qiu ate a giant dragon, that space would still give him the power of a giant dragon.    

As long as he was willing, his strength would continue to grow.    

Furthermore, he didn't need to consider the troubles he encountered along the way of cultivation or the problem of his cultivation realm. No matter if he was an immortal or a True God, they wouldn't be a problem.    

As long as he continued to cultivate, his strength would naturally rise to a corresponding level.    

The scariest thing was that in this place, if the Mahayana Period Expert wanted to ascend to immortality, it would need to undergo the baptism of the heavenly tribulation. If it failed to transcend the tribulation, it would mean the death of its Dao. Similarly, if an immortal wanted to become a True God, he would need to go through the trial of the heavenly tribulation. However, Yang Qiu would never consider such a thing.    

What kind of heaven defying skill was this?    

In the space of Yang Qiu's Dantian, two drops of blood appeared on the middle-aged man's hand. One of them was given to Yang Qiu by Leng Aoxue, and the other was Cain's blood essence.    

"Refining these two drops of blood is still very useful to the little guy. Alright, since all of you are scheming. . . Then, I will move a little too! "    

The middle-aged man seemed to be letting out some unknown laughter. With a wave of his hand, the two drops of blood essence that had yet to melt flew out from his hand and completely merged into Yang Qiu's blood.    

Yang Qiu, who was still meditating, suddenly opened his eyes. A colorless flame suddenly ignited on his body. After that, two rays of blood-red light shot out from his eyes.    

The voice sounded in his mind.    

"Little guy, don't resist. The blood essence of this little Bloody Demon is fine, but this drop of phoenix blood will be of great help to you in the future. It might even be of great importance to you. "    

Yang Qiu felt a sharp pain all over his body. The supreme-grade magic robe on his body was burnt to ashes all of a sudden.    

Phoenix blood?    

Yang Qiu suddenly remembered the day Leng Aoxue left and the drop of blood that he had consumed.    

His entire body started to tremble violently.