Martial Arts Domination: Start with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique
Chapter 337 - 309: Slaying the Evil Dragon in the Secret Realm! (4000 words)

Chapter 337: Chapter 309: Slaying the Evil Dragon in the Secret Realm! (4000 words)

[Qin Zheng]

[Lifespan: One Hundred Thousand Years]

[Martial Arts: Taoist Scripture of Purification...]

[Merit: One hundred fifty-seven million two hundred seventy-two thousand seven hundred twenty-three catties, Seven Taels, eight money]

[Current Immortal Law·Taoist Scripture of Purification, can consume ten million catties of merit to listen again, do you wish to listen?]

[Item discovered·Heart Demon Elixir, can be refined, requires fifty million catties of merit, do you wish to refine?]

...

Qin Zheng calmly scrutinized the contents of the Merit Scroll.

Along the way, he had slain several incarnations of Heart Demons, and then, seizing the opportunity, he had killed the Heart Demon outright.

This allowed his current accumulation of merit to reach an unprecedented new height.

One hundred and fifty million!

This number would have been almost unimaginable when he first crossed over and discovered the existence of the Merit Scroll.

But times were different; his realm was higher, the numbers he collected for merit became greater, but equally, the consumption had also become very large.

These thoughts emerged one by one in Qin Zheng’s mind before he concentrated on the last line of text.

Heart Demon Elixir...

In Qin Zheng’s mind, he recalled the Merit Scroll’s description of the Heart Demon.

Heart of spirit... Great being’s lingering thought...

That is to say, the so-called Heart Demon is the transformation of the remaining thought of a great being unwilling to fade away!

The spiritual secret realm that could be gained from refining the Heart Demon’s Demon Core would definitely be related to this great being!

And to be referred to as a ’great being,’ one would fear it is an existence above a Heavenly Immortal!

At this thought, Qin Zheng hesitated no longer, immediately chanting silently in his heart, "Refine!"

Hum!

The Merit Scroll gently vibrated.

At once, a strand of golden light above his spirit suddenly burst forth, completely covering Qin Zheng’s perception.

How long this situation lasted, he did not know.

When the light receded like the tide, the lively noise of a commotion instantly flooded into Qin Zheng’s senses.

"Everyone hurry and grab your tools!!"

"Go, go, go!!"

"That Evil Dragon in the Qingyuan River has devoured one hundred and seven people; waiting for it to devour one more will spell disaster!"

"This time, with Immortal Zheng’s help, we will surely slay that Evil Dragon!"

"..."

Surrounding him was a surging crowd.

One after another, robust men exuding surging vital energy, wielding axes and large knives, advanced in a certain direction.

Qin Zheng found himself amid them.

Feeling the reality of physical contact from the collisions, Qin Zheng’s eyebrows raised ever so slightly.

In this Spiritual Secret Realm, he was no longer observing the development of events from a bystander’s perspective but possessed a real body!

He looked down at himself, dressed in simple clothes with slightly diminished hands and feet—it seemed he had entered another person’s body!

But the moment his mind fluctuated, his limbs responded with corresponding changes, further proving that this body was under his control.

He then felt his own presence, noticing that all his powers were intact, and were not weakened or suppressed even though this was a Spiritual Secret Realm.

Qin Zheng relaxed slightly, withdrawing his attention to observe his surroundings.

In the dense sea of people, most were strong young men with simple attire similar in style to what he was wearing, but each one brimmed with overwhelming vigor, at least at the Great Grandmaster level, with the strongest being comparable to a Martial Saint!

Qin Zheng’s eyebrows raised slightly, a hint of surprise flickering in his mind.

Judging by their attire, these people seemed to be dressed like ordinary mortals unlike any he had seen, yet their simple clothes belied their incredible realm.

Could ordinary mortals, with no apparent signs of cultivation, actually achieve such a state?

Thinking this, Qin Zheng immediately sensed the Immortal Qi between heaven and earth, a substance even purer and of a higher quality than Immortal Spirit Qi!

Moreover, this Immortal Qi was incredibly dense, pervading every inch of the world around him.

Even mortals who didn’t comprehend cultivation could inhale Immortal Qi with every breath.

Although they couldn’t absorb it and would exhale it all out, through the cycle of inhalation and exhalation, the body could be nourished and tempered!

This was nothing short of a golden age for cultivation!

Qin Zheng mused internally.

He grew curious about what kind of place this was, or to be exact, what era it could be.

If even those ignorant of cultivation could reach the Martial Saint Level, what heights could those who knew the ways of cultivation achieve?

Many thoughts whirled in his mind at that moment.

Just then, a voice suddenly rang out,

"Hey, Fusheng, what realm have you reached now?"

Qin Zheng gathered his thoughts, looking ahead.

That was a burly, thick-browed big man who, despite a mature, weathered face, emitted the greenness of youth, creating a sense of discord.

But Qin Zheng saw at a glance that the man was indeed young; he just appeared overly hasty in growing up.

And the aura emanating from him was that of a Martial Saint Level!

The man now turned around, his gaze settling on Qin Zheng.

Fusheng?

Was the name of the body he occupied "Fusheng"?

Qin Zheng pondered how to respond.

"Tiger, stop asking. For sure Fusheng will be accepted into the Shenhua Sect!"

At that moment, another voice sounded from behind him.

Qin Zheng’s perception swept over, and he saw the appearance of the youth behind him.

Compared to the thick-browed "Tiger," this one appeared quite normal, his build similar to Qin Zheng’s, fitting the looks of a young teen.

Moreover, the energy radiating from him surpassed that of a Great Grandmaster, reaching the Half-Step Martial Saint level.

The two of them, one in front and one behind, seemed to be protecting him.

"Yes, I know. I’m just showing some concern for Fusheng,"

The thick-browed man laughed and scratched his head, the icy glint of the large axe by his neck swinging close enough to alter the expressions of those around him.