C145 Breakthrough to the Eighth Layer of Saint Master!

"I'm still missing the last dantian. If I absorb it, I should be able to break through to the Eighth Layer!" Ye Wuchen said in a deep voice as he absorbed the last remaining dantian into the palm of his hand. Under the golden light, the energy of the Emperor Sacred Vein was being consumed frantically.

In this kind of situation, Ye Wuchen felt that a continuous flow of energy had gathered to one point, which was his own Dantian. But this kind of energy needed to be removed from his body and be slowly removed from his body.

Ye Wuchen who was enveloped in golden light continued to sink into his silence, the dantian in front of him continued to glow with a golden light, the area between his palm and his dantian occasionally exploded with balls of light, but this did not affect the process of devouring.

Time trickled by, and Ye Wuchen was able to hold his calm. He was not in a hurry, because there was no point in being anxious at all, so he still had to break through bit by bit.

To be able to directly break through from the Saint Master Sixth Level realm to the Saint Master Stage Eight, this was already a speed that far exceeded that of ordinary people. Even the most powerful heaven's pride level experts of the continent would rarely have such a terrifying cultivation speed.

In his previous life, he had never broken through two realms at the same time, so in this life, Ye Wuchen was confident in him. It was only a matter of time before he would surpass his previous life.

"When I cultivate the Samsara Technique to the path of life, I can freely devour them and devour the Yuan Qi of others!"

"As for innate spirit bodies, because of my strength, I will also be able to refine my first clone. I will not be like a year ago, forcefully using the fusion of my soul force from my previous life to refine a clone to fight against Hei Mutian's clone."

"The biggest use of an innate spirit body is to melt clones. This is something that no Holy Body can achieve. Duan Hongmeng's twelve great clones are all Saint General s, it is too overbearing!"

In the current continent, among all the strong practitioners he had come into contact with, the only one he could not defeat was Duan Hongmeng, the head of the three great Paragons.

I hope that I have the chance to meet Duan Hongmeng and defeat him! Ye Wuchen silently thought, and sighed in his heart.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

While he was deep in thought, a deafening explosion came from his chest. He felt a sharp pain as if his meridians were being cut and his dantian was about to expand.

The atmosphere immediately changed, while Ye Wuchen's face immediately became gloomy, looking at the light aura above his dantian, a sinister looking figure appeared, laughing out loud: Die Die, Ye Wuchen, you are absorbing my energy, I cannot let you get away, tsk tsk, my dantian has already been poisoned by the poison, Die Die!

Baili Chi laughed sinisterly, his gaze towards Ye Wuchen was filled with viciousness and sinister intent, he was truly satisfied. Even if he died, it would not let Ye Wuchen get away easily, and that was enough.

"Pfft!" Ye Wuchen's face changed greatly. Just as he was about to shout angrily at Baili Chi, he spat out a mouthful of black blood, only to realize that his entire body's veins were already filled with poison, and had slowly spread into his dantian.

Dong, dong, dong! Ye Wuchen did not dare delay, and immediately sealed his own Dantian, sealing his own meridians to prevent the poison from continuing to flow, but his breakthrough to the next stage would immediately stop, and if he was unable to remove the poison in a short period of time, he might miss this chance.

What was even more terrifying was that the Donghua would not be cultivated in the future, let alone if his cultivation level fell.

"Baili Chi, you're actually this vicious!" Ye Wuchen roared out, he wanted to shatter his Dantian with his fist, but his logic told him to not do so, otherwise it would be impossible for him to reach the Eighth Layer.

"Die Die, if you absorb my dantian, then take on my anger, so what if you kill me? "So what? Hahaha!" Baili Chi's remnant soul laughed sinisterly, then slowly faded into nothingness.

Inside the secret room, only Ye Wuchen's defeated expression remained. He sat on the ground alone and after spitting out a mouthful of black blood, Ye Wuchen realized that he would probably not be able to hold on for long.

The Holy Shield Furnace seemed to have sensed what had happened to Ye Wuchen, and before Ye Wuchen could catch fire, the blood-colored flame immediately screamed out from the furnace and engulfed Ye Wuchen within it.

More than a thousand degrees of blood flames invaded every one of Ye Wuchen's meridians, forcing all of the poison into a corner. Then, it was completely roasted by raging flames, and the crackling sounds made people irritable and impatient.

Buzz! Buzz!

Right at that moment, the Nine Light Purple Dragon Sword behind him started to tremble, with a bang, it's sword flew out and landed on the ground, the blade of the sword released a purple light, a strong aura of a dragon spread out, causing the entire secret room to have the atmosphere of a dragon palace.

Ye Wuchen had been to the Dragon Clan's palace before, and felt that feeling, so when he felt the aura, Ye Wuchen's face could not help but change.

Could it be that there was a creature of the dragon race within the Nine Light Purple Dragon Sword?

Back then, he had suspected that there was something wrong with the sword, but he didn't want to destroy it, so he gave up. However, at this moment, the sword flew out on its own, as if it had some sort of meaning.

"You mean, let me let you out?" Ye Wuchen asked probingly, but on the other side, he had to take into account the flames of the Holy Shield Furnace, in order to prevent the poison in his body from spreading crazily.

Buzz! Buzz! Ka ka!

The Purple Dragon Sword hummed and continued to pound on the floor of the secret room, producing a dull thud.

Seeing that, Ye Wuchen understood something. So the life inside the sword could not come out, and needed the help of people outside, but the life inside the sword had never asked for it before, so it was likely that the life inside did not believe what he was doing at that time.

Now that they had interacted with each other for a year, the creatures inside must have felt that they were reliable, which was why they took the initiative to ask for his help.

"You saw my situation too, I'm too busy to take care of myself. I'm afraid it's for you …"

Xiu Xiu! *

Suddenly, before Ye Wuchen could even finish speaking, the Purple Dragon Sword flew up and rushed towards Ye Wuchen's Dantian, then suddenly burst forth with hundreds of purple sword beams, all of them rushing into Ye Wuchen's body. Their speeds were too fast, Ye Wuchen had no chance to stop them.

"Ahh!" "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

At this moment, Ye Wuchen's face turned sinister, his facial features twisted, he gritted his teeth, which made his face turn even paler, with his fists covered in veins, he curled up into a ball.

He was unable to resist the intense pain of the sword light piercing through his body, as if ten thousand swords were piercing his heart.

After the Holy Shield Furnace sensed that its master was in danger, the blood fire instantly enveloped the Purple Dragon Sword, wanting to melt it down.

Roar! Roar!

The dragon's roar shook the sky, Ye Wuchen was certain that there was a dragon race living inside.

He broke out in a cold sweat, but Ye Wuchen suddenly felt that his body had become a lot lighter, the poison seemed to have disappeared completely and the danger in his dantian had been solved as well.

Turning back to look at the fading sword light, he saw that it had turned black and purple. These sword lights had brought along countless poisons.

"Old buddy, stop!" Only now did Ye Wuchen remember that the Holy Shield Furnace's blood flame was torturing the life inside the sword, so he shouted "stop".

The Holy Shield Furnace stopped trembling and retracted its fire and blood, causing the Purple Dragon Sword to fall onto the ground, but it was much brighter than before, and much brighter too. Unintentionally, the fire and blood actually refined the sword quality of the Purple Dragon Sword, although it was not able to help the Purple Dragon Sword level up, it was still considered outstanding amongst the holy artifacts.

"Thank you for helping me expel the poison. After I break through, I'll help you get out of this predicament immediately!" Ye Wuchen called out in a hurry, and then he once again immersed himself in cultivation. His left hand crazily devoured the energy in his dantian, and this time, without the poison, his cultivation speed suddenly increased.

In the blink of an eye, it had been half a month's time. There was still half a month to the Haotian Small World.

At that moment, Ye Wuchen slowly opened his eyes, and spat out a mouthful of impure Qi, his fists were clenched tightly, and creaking sounds of bones clenching could be heard, it made people feel like killing intent was released.

With the increase in strength, Ye Wuchen could now announce that he had broken through to the Eighth Layer of Saint Master!

From the peak of the Saint Master Sixth Level to the peak of the Saint Master Eighth Layer, or to say, the peak of the Saint Master Eighth Layer, two whole realms of ascension had never happened in the history of cultivation.

Ye Wuchen wasn't sure if there was a second Heaven's Pride on this continent who had achieved such a breakthrough, but he was definitely a weirdo, and of course, it was better not to mention this matter. Others couldn't see through his cultivation level, but that was because of his Innate Spirit Body and Emperor Sacred Vein.

As for those heaven's pride level experts, he had purposely let them see it. Of course, if they were Holy Spirit Warriors s, it would be easy for them to see through his cultivation level.

"Now that I've broken through to the Eighth Layer of Saint Master, I'm only two realms away from Peak Saint Master. If I work hard, I should be able to do it within half a year, right?" Ye Wuchen muttered, he was not satisfied with his own cultivation speed.

Originally, he had planned to use a year's time to break through from the peak Saint Master realm to the peak Saint Master realm, but a year had already passed and he himself was only of the Eighth Saint Master realm.

Of course, he knew that it was enough for him to train for just one year.

He wasn't satisfied, but if word were to spread that he had used a year's time to break through from the peak of Saint Master to Saint Master, who knew if their jaws would drop to the floor in shock.

s and even Holy General s would need almost every year or even several years to be able to raise by one realm, which was more fortunate than their own.

Of course, their strength and talent were already at a bottleneck. Even if they continued to work hard, the result wouldn't be that big of a deal. They were different. As soon as they rose up, they would be like babies reborn.

Buzz! Buzz!

Just as he was deep in his own thoughts, the Purple Dragon Sword s on the ground buzzed, and the sword body collided with the ground making a sound, which quickly attracted Ye Wuchen's attention.