Young Martial God

"Haha, a large success Frost martial intent is truly amazing, No wonder he was killed. It's still so powerful. What a pity. "    

    

The red and white spirit flame had somehow emerged from Ye Zhi's body and floated in the cave. Unparalleled Old Devil's cold voice came from inside the cave.    

    

Ye Zhi came back to his senses and glanced at the red and white spirit fire. He frowned and said, "Evil Venerable, can't you refine this spirit fire?"    

    

"This sovereign doesn't fear a mere Unforgetful Stage spirit fire, but this is a cold martial intent. Spirit fire is also a cold attribute. This sovereign's spirit fire is a yin and yang attribute. If I refine it, it won't be of any benefit to this sovereign."    

    

"Mm."    

    

Ye Zhi suddenly understood.    

    

Swoosh!    

    

Ye Zhi's expression changed. He stared blankly as the azure spirit flame pounced on it.    

    

Hey, can't you control the spirit flame? " Unparalleled Old Devil said in a hurry.    

    

"I can't." Ye Zhi said with a trembling voice, "It seems like the spirit fire is going to swallow that little bit of spirit fire."    

    

"I hope it's not a bad thing." Unparalleled Old Devil cursed in his heart.    

    

The blue spirit fire pounced on it. In an instant, the bright silver light in the corpse began to tremble violently, as if it was very afraid of the azure spirit flame.    

    

Bang!    

    

A silvery white light appeared, as if it wanted to block the azure spirit fire.    

    

Although Ye Zhi could not feel its power, he felt the entire cave shake.    

    

Boom ~    

    

A strange fluctuation emerged. The blue light was blazing, illuminating the cave.    

    

As the spiritual fire breathed, the silvery white radiance retreated unceasingly.    

    

Bang!    

    

Very quickly, the silvery white radiance was completely defeated. The azure spirit flame pounced on it crazily.    

    

The silver-white light spot was quickly submerged by the azure spirit flame, and the flickering azure light continuously surged out, carrying the silver-white light spot as it crazily devoured its energy.    

    

Inside the cave, Ye Zhi and Unparalleled Old Devil watched this scene in a daze.    

    

The remnant spirit fire of the cultivator of Unforgetful Stage was actually devoured by a Metamorphosis Stage warrior's spirit fire in such a violent manner.    

    

It was truly appalling.    

    

"Your spirit fire is really exaggerated." Unparalleled Old Devil said with a trembling voice.    

    

The scariness of the Blue Root Stone far exceeded his expectations.    

    

Even he did not understand what kind of path Ye Zhi would take in the future.    

    

"I'm afraid it will pierce through the sky." Ye Zhi bit his lips and said.    

    

A moment later, the azure spirit flame calmed down and floated in front of Ye Zhi.    

    

Staring at the spirit flame, a hint of shock appeared in Ye Zhi's eyes.    

    

The devouring spirit flame gave him a strong feeling of fear. The wriggling azure flames became even thicker.    

    

"White Pearl?"    

    

Ye Zhi opened his eyes wide and stared at the white pearl hanging in the middle of the spiritual fire.    

    

There was a cold air coming from inside.    

    

"Could it be that my spiritual fire swallowed that little bit of spiritual fire and refined it into a white bead?"    

    

Ye Zhi seemed to have understood something, but when he looked at this white pearl, he became uneasy. Could there be a problem?    

    

Seeing that there was no reaction from the white pearl, Ye Zhi hesitated for a moment. With a thought, the spirit fire entered his heart with a swoosh.    

    

"Is there any change?"    

    

Red Whitty Fire jumped up and down. Unparalleled Old Devil said anxiously.    

    

Ye Zhi felt it for a while. He stared at Red Whitty Fire with a frown and said, "I feel that the fire has become stronger, but I don't know where it is. It doesn't seem to have changed."    

    

"I don't know where it is stronger?" Unparalleled Old Devil muttered to himself for a while. Suddenly, he had an idea.    

    

Could it be...    

    

If it really was like that, it would be too terrifying.    

    

Unparalleled Old Devil was very shocked in his heart.    

    

"Try and see if you can control that white bead." Unparalleled Old Devil said in a muffled voice.    

    

Ye Zhi hesitated for a moment. He carefully walked to the center of the spiritual fire and wrapped it around the white bead.    

    

Bang!    

    

In an instant, a shocking cold air gushed out.    

    

Ye Zhi couldn't help but shiver. Then, he opened his eyes wide with astonishment. "Why do I feel that it didn't affect me?"    

    

Thick cold air was emitted from his body. Countless cold air was surging in his body like a tide. As Bai Zhu kept spitting out cold air, all the meridians in his body felt a little swollen.    

    

"It really is as I expected."    

    

Unparalleled Old Devil thought for a while, then said, "This white bead might be the pure cold air from the remnant of the Unforgetful Stage warrior's spiritual fire, allowing your spiritual fire to refine it. Therefore, you can freely control this white bead. The cold air inside doesn't affect you at all."    

    

"Let's see if your strength has changed or not."    

    

"Strength?"    

    

Ye Zhi was surprised.    

    

"It's equivalent to a Fourth Grade Metamorphosis Stage." Ye Zhi swallowed his saliva and said in surprise.    

    

"Furthermore, I can feel that my strength is still increasing, but if this continues, I'm afraid my body won't be able to withstand it."    

    

"That's right. The cold air inside the white pearl can be used by you. It can also be considered an ultimate move." Unparalleled Old Devil smiled faintly. "However, when the cold air inside the white bead is exhausted, it won't be of any use."    

    

"Can only be used once?"    

    

Ye Zhi said in surprise.    

    

"You can't say it can only be used once. The cold air inside is enough for you to use for a long time. It will be useless after it is used up."    

    

"If you want to use it once, you can. If you encounter an overly powerful opponent, force it out of your body and detonate it. It's the same as the power of the cultivator of One Thought Stage's self-destruction."    

    

Unparalleled Old Devil said sarcastically.    

    

Uh!    

    

"A martial artist self-detonated?" A burning light appeared on Ye Zhi's head. This was really a great ultimate move.    

    

But after thinking about it seriously, he still gave up on this idea.    

    

With his current strength, the cold air could reach the Fourth Level Metamorphosis Stage. As his strength increased, the cold air he could endure became stronger and stronger.    

    

This kind of increase in strength wouldn't have any side effects, and could be used for a long time.    

    

If it was detonated once, it would be a waste of natural resources.    

    

Breaking through to the Fourth Level Metamorphosis Stage, He also had the ability to compete with Nangong Ming.    

    

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath. Now, this white bead of his at least gave him the ability to fight against the elites of the Nangong family.    

    

His eyes moved. Ye Zhi looked around the cave. With a flip of his hand, a wisp of cold air condensed.    

    

Bang!    

    

With a wave of his hand, a strand of pure white cold air heavily hit an ice sculpture.    

    

Crack!    

    

With a loud sound, the ice sculpture instantly cracked open. The corpse inside turned into several broken bones and fell to the ground.    

    

Looking at the ground full of corpses, Ye Zhi sighed.    

    

It was very obvious that they were attracted by this place and felt that there were some rare treasures. That was why they were blinded by benefits and finally ended up like this.    

    

Thinking that if it wasn't for the spirit fire, he was afraid that he would end up the same as the person in front of him, Ye Zhi's eyes were filled with fear.    

    

"That cultivator of Unforgetful Stage's corpse is a treasure." Unparalleled Old Devil suddenly said.    

    

"What's the use of a corpse?"    

    

Ye Zhi withdrew his gaze and looked at the complete corpse with a frown.    

    

"You don't know this. Every bone of a cultivator of Unforgetful Stage has been refined for many years and is as firm as a rock. Moreover, under the tempering of the cold martial intent and the cold air, there is even the power of the cold air. If you sell it, it will be a priceless treasure. As a weapon, it is even more convenient."    

    

When Ye Zhi heard this, his eyes immediately lit up.    

    

He quickly arrived in front of the corpse. As he looked at the shining bones, he carefully examined them. A wisp of cold air flowed above them, emitting waves of terrifying aura.    

    

"It really is a treasure."    

    

Ye Zhi praised in his heart and reached out his hand to touch the bones.    

    

"Phew."    

    

The biting cold air made Ye Zhi take a deep breath. He quickly activated the cold air and the feeling of the cold air entering his body weakened a little.    

    

"This thing is really terrifying. Even the bones have such a powerful cold air. If it is used as a weapon, the cold air pressure will greatly reduce the strength of the enemy."    

    

"However, this cold air is too terrifying. I do not dare to use it."    

    

In addition to being excited, Ye Zhi was also a little worried.    

    

"Let's keep it for now."    

    

Lipping his lower lip, Ye Zhi relaxed his brows. With a flip of his hand, the corpse on the ground was put into Miao Guang's ring.    

    

Unparalleled Old Devil's Red and White Spirit Fire turned into a ray of light and entered his body.    

    

"You can leave now. Although there is no trace of the Spirit Fire here, the cold air that has been accumulated here for a long time is not beneficial to you." Unparalleled Old Devil spoke.    

    

"Alright."    

    

Ye Zhi nodded and was about to leave when he saw a dark light flash in front of him. He was stunned. "What is it?"    

    

A palm-sized dark object was embedded in the ice under the corpse.    

    

"Is this a token?"    

    

It was covered in ice, and one could vaguely see the shape of a token. Ye Zhi couldn't help but think when he recalled that this person was a cultivator of Unforgetful Stage before he died.    

    

As soon as he moved, the corpse appeared.    

    

Pushing out the white bead, the cold air gushed out. His palm was wrapped by the cold air. Ye Wu held a foot long rib and forcefully broke it.    

    

Crack ~    

    

Numerous pure white ribs were broken off by him.    

    

Putting away the corpse, Ye Zhi stabbed it with the bone spurs.    

    

"Splash!    

    

"This bone is much sharper than Xuan Iron."    

    

Looking at the paper like ice under the bone spikes, Ye Zhi sucked in a breath of cold air.    

    

After that, he focused his mind and drew a line on the edge of the token with the bone spur. He then pulled it out with a knife.    

    

Slap ~    

    

A palm-sized black token fell to the ground.    

    

"It really is a token."    

    

Ye Zhi picked up the token curiously. A trace of confusion flashed across his eyes.    

    

The token was also covered in cold air. The word "Tyrant Spirit" was printed on its back.    

    

"Tyrant Spirit? Could it be that this person belongs to the Tyrant Spirit Sect?" Ye Zhi raised his eyebrows, and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.    

    

The Tyrant Spirit Sect was one of the Seven Spirit Sect.    

    

If the cultivator of Unforgetful Stage came from the Seven Spirit Sect, it wouldn't be strange.    

    

He flipped to his back and saw a word "cold" engraved on it.    

    

"Tyrant Spirit, cold. It seems like this man came from the Tyrant Spirit Sect. The cultivator of Unforgetful Stage must have a high status in the Tyrant Spirit Sect. " Ye Zhi muttered to himself while holding the token.    

    

A powerful man from the Tyrant Spirit Sect. Although I don't know why you died here, if I have the chance in the future, I will return this token to the Tyrant Spirit Sect. I will treat it as repayment for my rudeness today. "    

    

Ye Zhi muttered to himself in the cave. Then, he kept the token and left the cave.    

    

As he left, the cold air that was spreading in the cave quickly rushed out of the cave. It wouldn't take long before the cold air in the cave slowly faded away.    

    

"Sister Yan, look at how strong the spiritual Qi there is. Could it be that there is some spiritual medicine?"    

    

In the mountain forest, a series of shocked voices suddenly sounded.    

    

"My God, it is Spirit Green."    

    

Nangong Yan climbed up a Spirit Green Grass swaying on the rock wall more than 30 meters away. Her breathing became rapid and her eyes revealed a burst of ecstasy.    

    

"Yo, green spirit grass. Sister Yan, if you refine this green spirit grass, it will be easy for you to advance to the Metamorphosis Stage realm." Nangong Xin stared at Ling Lu with a fervent expression and said excitedly.    

    

The two of them looked at each other and quickly walked forward.