Young Martial God

C475 Blue Fire



C475 Blue Fire

With this thought in mind, Ye Zhi gritted his teeth and suppressed the shock in his heart. With a wave of his hand, a drop of Pure Yang Water flew out from the bottle. He took a deep breath and the Pure Yang Water entered his body.    

    

Bang!    

    

Once the Pure Yang Water entered his mouth, Ye Zhi felt his entire body burning up.    

    

Blue flames flowed down from his throat and instantly surged to his four limbs.    

    

Boom!    

    

His clothes were burnt.    

    

Ye Zhi closed his eyes, and his whole body was filled with pain.    

    

His mind was wrapped in blue flames, and it was burning.    

    

The burning sensation was indescribable.    

    

Ye Zhi had walked the path of martial arts and experienced endless pain, but this was the first time he felt such heart-piercing pain.    

    

It had almost caused him to collapse.    

    

No matter how powerful the Pure Yang Water was, it was just a spiritual object. What was so difficult about it?    

    

With a loud roar, he stabilized his mind. His mind was immersed in the pain and gradually calmed down.    

    

Hong!    

    

The raging flames spread in a radius of a few hundred meters. Ye Zhi's entire body was burned by the blue flames, and he looked like a man made of fire.    

    

Even the surrounding space was burnt by the raging flames. It kept shattering. It was difficult to heal.    

    

Time continued to fade as the blue flame burned. Every moment was a torment.    

    

Pure Yang water was a rare spiritual object.    

    

The blue flame formed from pure Yang water was extremely powerful and pure Yang energy. Under the blue flame, Ye Zhi's body, which was refined from pure Yang Water, was also covered in blood.    

    

His blood and Qi continued to burn, and his flesh and blood gradually turned into ashes.    

    

Ye Zhi's body was being invaded by the blue flames, and every part of his body was suffering from pain.    

    

His internal organs were also burned by the flames, turning into ashes and disappearing into nothingness.    

    

Very soon, a faint blue color also surged in Ye Zhi's meridians.    

    

As the raging flames burned, the blue color also became more and more intense.    

    

That pain made people miserable.    

    

Ye Zhi spat out a mouthful of blood, but he protected his spiritual altar and protected that little bit of emptiness.    

    

If his spiritual altar was lost, he would lose himself, and the consequences would be severe.    

    

Three days passed, and his will gradually shrank under the scourge of the raging flames. However, Ye Zhi's willpower did not show any signs of weakening. Instead, it became even stronger.    

    

Bang! Bang!    

    

The power of the raging flames suddenly increased exponentially, and it launched a second round of attack at him.    

    

Plop!    

    

Ye Zhi spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body was also destroyed by this attack.    

    

At this moment, Ye Zhi's Spiritual Sense was blurry, and his breathing was weak. Under the burning flames, his physical strength gradually became weaker.    

    

On the surface, there were blue flames surging, which was very terrifying.    

    

The second attack from the blue flames made Ye Zhi's will, which had fallen into a state of collapse, feel a kind of throbbing again.    

    

He felt a sense of danger approaching.    

    

This second attack had brought his body to a certain point.    

    

Perhaps it could block this attack, but he didn't know if there was a third round.    

    

If there was a third round of attack, then the probability of it being able to block it would be very low.    

    

"I must condense pure Yang flames. "    

    

With this thought, Ye Zhi's spiritual sense recovered. He endured the burning flames and gathered within his Dantian.    

    

To refine the pure Yang fire, he needed to form a pure Yang fire seed in his body. Only with it could he activate the pure Yang fire.    

    

And to condense a pure Yang fire seed, one could only use the blood in their entire body to devour the pure Yang energy.    

    

Very quickly, Ye Zhi activated all of his blood and Qi, causing a wave of blood and Qi to surge out from his body and gather in his dantian.    

    

His Dantian was already filled with blue flames.    

    

He did not have the support of pure Yang energy, but the blue flames refined by pure Yang water were extremely effective.    

    

Gritting his teeth, he threw the heart-burning pain aside and poured all of JIN energy into his dantian.    

    

He stimulated the power of his blood and Qi, turning it into a tide of blood that surged towards the blue flame.    

    

Bang!    

    

Bang!    

    

A strong trembling sound came out from within. With every collision, Ye Zhi's qi and blood energy was weakening. His heart was also trembling, as if ten thousand arrows had pierced through his heart.    

    

A trace of blood spurted out of Ye Zhi's mouth, dyeing the blue flame a bewitching red.    

    

The endless attacks made Ye Zhi feel exhausted and weak. He stared at the blue flame in shock.    

    

Just these two rounds of collisions had consumed a huge amount of qi and blood energy.    

    

How long would the pure Yang energy last if it was absorbed into his blood energy?    

    

Ye Zhi's heart sank. He gritted his teeth and stared at the blue flame.    

    

Sou!    

    

The clash of blood energy attracted the attention of the blue flame once again. A patch of blue flame separated and surged towards Ye Zhi's blood energy.    

    

"F * ck!"    

    

Ye Zhi cursed in his heart. Without waiting for the opponent to rush over, he ran over.    

    

Bang!    

    

Bang!    

    

In his dantian, muffled sounds could be heard without end. Ye Zhi attacked that blue flame again and again.    

    

The blood energy in his body had been greatly consumed.    

    

For some reason, the blood energy seemed to be endless. It was consumed and then generated automatically.    

    

Ye Zhi, who had gathered the power of will in his dantian, had no idea that his body had undergone a great change under the tempering of the blue flame.    

    

Everything had been dyed blue.    

    

Powerful auras surged out from Ye Zhi's body. His body, which was covered in wounds, gradually recovered under the scorching flames.    

    

A little blue ripple entered his body and started to grow again.    

    

After the consumption, his blood and Qi were also slowly forming, providing him with strength.    

    

Bang! Bang!    

    

Because of the replenishment of blood essence, Ye Zhi attacked the blue flame. However, the opponent's blood essence was not as continuous as Ye Zhi's. Although it was initially able to suppress Ye Zhi's blood essence, as time passed, it gradually dimmed.    

    

The power of the Pure-Yang Water had almost reached its limit.    

    

Very soon, a month passed.    

    

In this month's time, the rankings were also paid attention to by many.    

    

The Ranking Tournament was a grand event in the Ranking World.    

    

It attracted a large number of disciples to participate in the battle, and the first round of training had already ended. In the following month, the second round of training would begin.    

    

The second round would be hosted by Origin Opening Realm martial practitioners of the four great worlds, and it would be even more intense.    

    

The fire of time symbolized the good and bad of a world's time. As for the competition for time, although it was indistinct and formless, it was still paid attention to by everyone.    

    

In this war, not only were the Region competing for the Fire of Time, but they also had the goal of recruiting new people for the four great worlds.    

    

At this time, the first place was still the World of Opportunities. However, the second place was taken away by Hanwei and became the World of Dawn.    

    

The third place was the Realm of Fire. It went from the second place to the third.    

    

The fourth place was the World of Thunder, because one of the two beauties, Lin Jiao, was seriously injured by Ye Zhi and had yet to recover, so she slipped to the fourth place.    

    

The original world's Yoryang had obtained the fifth place.    

    

The changes in the rankings after that were very small. The fact that Tao Tie, who was called a dark horse, had brought the original world into the top 20 had really amazed everyone.    

    

As for the Heavenly Spirit Martial Realm, although Ye Zhi wasn't there to support them, Zhung Houlang was still there to support them.    

    

With Zhung Houlang's strength, it wouldn't be a problem for him to enter the top 15, but the Heavenly Spirit Martial Realm was still stuck at the 35th place.    

    

This ranking was already pretty good.    

    

If he rashly entered a higher level, he was afraid that he would suffer a backlash.    

    

At this point, the Ranking Tournament was considered to have ended. Next, it was the Four Great Worlds' turn to recruit new disciples.    

    

"Where did this guy go? Master said that he recovered and ran around again?"    

    

Outside the leaping peak, Cold Wall stared with a gloomy expression.    

    

He had been here many times, but he had never seen Ye Zhi.    

    

He had wanted to see how Ye Zhi's injuries were, but for the sake of the new disciple ceremony, it wouldn't be good if Ye Zhi wasn't here.    

    

Just as Cold Wall was feeling depressed, he suddenly frowned and looked in a certain direction.    

    

He saw a ray of light flying over and soon arrived outside the Leaping Peak.    

    

It turned out that it was not someone else, but Wu Yang who was ranked second on the Demon List.    

    

When Wu Yang saw Leng Wall, he was stunned for a moment. Then, with a respectful expression, he said, "Disciple Wu Yang greets Uncle-Master Leng. "    

    

"Wu Yang? Yes. " Seeing Wu Yang announce his name, Cold Wall thought for a while and then smiled.    

    

"You are also looking for Ye Zhi?"    

    

Wu Yang smiled, "I have the same intention, but Senior Brother Ye is not here. "    

    

He looked at Yue Feng with a hint of sadness in his eyes.    

    

"We didn't come at the right time. " Leng Ya shook his head.    

    

Wu Yang thought for a moment: "Maybe I know where he is"    

    

"Eh?"    

    

"The Land of Dark Spirits. "    

    

" You said he's in the Dark Spirit Land? " Cold Wall's gaze tightened.    

    

Wu Yang's heart tightened, and his face was filled with shock. "Ye Zhi has already cultivated the Demonic Codex's clone. Could it be that Junior Master Leng still doesn't know?"    

    

"What did you say? He cultivated a clone?" Leng Qiang was stunned as he looked at Wu Yang.    

    

"That's right. I once fought with him in the Dark Spirit Land. " Wu Yang smiled.    

    

It had only been a short while and he had already created a clone.    

    

Truly inconceivable.    

    

At this moment, Leng Qiang was endlessly shocked in his heart.    

    

Everyone knew the difficulty of the Demonic Book, and even he and Senior Brother Zhi had given up on it. Just how difficult was it? He had never imagined that Ye Zhi would actually be able to master it.    

    

Leng Qiang shook his head. This junior brother had too many secrets.    

    

It was hard to figure it out.    

    

"The Dark Spirit Land. If that's the case, I'll make a trip there. Is there anything you need from him?" Cold Wall looked at Wu Yang.    

    

"The New Disciples Ceremony is about to begin. I specially came over to inform him, but. . . "    

    

When Cold Wall heard this, he felt relieved in his heart.    

    

Then, he nodded his head. Leave this matter to me.    

    

"Also, if you need anything in the future, come and find me. "    

    

At the end, Cold Wall added another sentence. After saying that, he disappeared from Yuefeng Peak.    

    

Wu Yang was stunned, and Cold Wall's words kept echoing in his mind.    

    

He swallowed his saliva heavily, and his face was filled with excitement.    

    

"Okay. "    

    

He waved his hand excitedly.    

    

What did Cold Wall mean by that? How could he not know?    

    

If others heard this, they would probably be extremely excited as well.    

    

It had to be known that every direct disciple in the Demon Realm had a master as their backer, but unless they had powerful talent as their backing, they would not receive too much attention from their master.    

    

After all, cultivation was all about one person.    

    

In this world, there were often open struggles and hidden struggles between disciples, and sometimes could be described as tragic.    

    

Wu Yang's master was just an ordinary Yuan Opening level expert. Obtaining the recognition of Cold Wall at this time was also a kind of harvest for him.    

    

At least in this year's competition, there was someone who could speak up for him.    

    

One had to understand that Cold Wall was still the disciple of the Third Old Ancestor. He himself was also extremely talented. There was also a powerful senior brother who had a high status in this world, comparable to some elders.    

    

"Ye Zhi, it seems like I really have to thank you. " Wu Yang looked at Yue Feng and felt excited. At the same time, he secretly made up his mind to befriend Ye Zhi.    

    

He did not care about the fact that Ye Zhi was crippled.    

    

Could it be that the three male masters didn't care about the disciples of the three old ancestors?    

    

As for Chen Nan, after this battle, he had lost all his face.    

    

. . .    

    

Very quickly, the cold wall entered the Dark Spirit Land and used its powerful mental strength to cover the entire area.    

    

In the blink of an eye, Ye Zhi was found.    

    

Thus, they appeared in the valley where Ye Zhi practiced.    

    

As soon as they got close to the valley, they were shocked by the surging pure Yang energy.    

    

What was Ye Zhi training?    

    

Cold Wall was secretly shocked, then he walked in.    

    

He saw Ye Zhi sitting on the ground, motionless.    

    

His skin was exposed, and there were dazzling blue lines on it. The blue lines were connected, and they exuded an intense Yang energy.    

    

The power of that aura was shocking.    

    

"Pure Yang energy. "    

    

Cold Wall had heard of it as well.    

    

"Looks like this guy isn't ordinary at all. " Cold Wall quickly discovered that the pure Yang energy around Ye Zhi's body was extremely dense, and he couldn't help but laugh bitterly.    

    

His worries gradually dissipated.    

    

However, he still felt a little guilty.    

    

However, it was not enough to form an inner demon.    

    

Because Ye Zhi was at the crucial moment of training, Cold Wall did not act rashly. Instead, he sat by the side and closed his eyes to rest.    

    

Time gradually passed. The next day, Cold Wall opened his eyes.    

    

"Tomorrow is the New Disciples Ceremony. He is like this. . . " Cold Wall shook his head.    

    

Bang!    

    

As he spoke, a strong pure Yang energy burst out from Ye Zhi's body, reaching the clouds and burning away the dark spiritual energy. The sound was shocking.    

    

Cold Wall's eyes tightened as he stared at Ye Zhi with a hint of surprise in his eyes.    

    

At this time, Ye Zhi's body was shining with brilliant light, and this blue light seemed to be connected by light patterns. It was incomparably wonderful.    

    


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