The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 79 - 72: Pass through the Sky, Meet Jin Li (Subscribe!)_1

Chapter 79: Chapter 72: Pass through the Sky, Meet Jin Li (Subscribe!)_1

Clad in blood-red armor, Qi Yuan’s height had now grown to one hundred and thirty-seven meters.

On his shoulders, the blood-red spikes shone translucently under the sunlight, portraying a sense of enchanting eeriness, as if dripping blood.

He wielded a massive longsword, taking strides like a demon who just stepped out of hell.

Qi Yuan’s voice, hoarse and deep, resonated as he held his sword.

"Kill!"

At this moment, only the word ’kill’ existed!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Three thousand peaks flew towards Qi Yuan, and the top divine realm warriors launched constant attacks from all directions.

Qi Yuan’s blood-red eyes opened wide, seeing countless phantoms and innumerous divine skills.

"Kill!"

With his longsword held aloft in one hand, he made a mighty leap.

The massive impact shattered the ground under his feet.

The massive blood-red armor leaped into the air.

At this moment, all skills seemed to be pointless.

The shock of a monstrous figure of one hundred and thirty-seven meters falling was enough to cause terror.

Not to mention, this behemoth unleashed a powerful sword stroke.

"Die, all of you!"

What he saw before his eyes was all about killing!

Qi Yuan had no idea how many he had killed.

But in the game world, in the Ascension Platform, everyone he saw had been killed by him one by one!

Sight equates death!

With each stroke of the sword, massive mountains shattered into pieces.

The boulders and soil flew around, broken into fragments.

The master of the mountain was directly crushed to death by a sword stroke.

"Ah!"

Qi Yuan was like a god of slaughter, no, a demon of slaughter!

His massive blood-red sword swung, fighting relentlessly.

Three thousand divine realm peaks joined together, constantly attacking him.

A succession of dozens to hundreds of divine skills bombarded Qi Yuan.

It was as if they were trying to entrap a colossal being with a spider’s web.

Qi Yuan wielded his sword, aggressively sweeping all before him, his strength breaking all laws.

With one stroke of his sword, whether it was divine skills or forbidden secret techniques, all were severed like a spider’s web and turned into endless nothing.

The mountain peak collapsed.

The river was splashed!

The divine realm was bathed in blood.

Facing the three thousand divine realm peaks, Qi Yuan was like a wolf in a flock of sheep!

The mighty beast, standing on the earth, looking down from the clouds, swathes of beings slaughtered by his massive sword.

His combat skills, his will, after 129,600 battles, had been honed to perfection.

His fight with the divine realm peak, full of violent aesthetics, rude, crude, domineering; also full of skillful perfection, implicitly perfect, artistic.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Kill until the heavens turn and the earth overturns, kill until the sun and moon lose their light, kill until the world is in chaos!

Comrades in arms.

Qi Yuan and Xiao Jia, slaughtering the three thousand divine realms together!

...

In the Forbidden Land of the Five Elements.

A hint of worry appeared in Long Pan’s eyes: "Do you feel that the seal of the Forbidden Land of the Five Elements is slowly dissipating?

Perhaps a thousand years from now, it will become a common forbidden place, where even the supreme emperors can set foot."

"Are you suspecting it to be an external demon?" Yu spoke, "A thousand years later, the Demon Slaying Convention would have long been over.

If he now slowly unravels the seal of the Forbidden Land of Five Elements, what use would it bring for a process that spans a thousand years?"

"You have a point." Long Pan ended this topic, "How about the master of the Clothing Department, how is he doing with his human world cultivation, how much of our divine reflection has he absorbed?"

"He’s only been out for a month? You’re overly concerned. There are still three hundred years left, I hope he can step into the divine realm peak, so that we would have a bit more assurance when facing the external demons." Yu sighed.

Long Pan seemed to remember something and his face became serious: "After the Sky God went to resist the external demons, did he pass on any message to you? Apart from what you’ve said, was there anything else, like the power of the external demons and their exact number?"

Yu fell silent for a moment: "No, everything said by the Sky God, I’ve already told you."

"Why do you have to hide it?" Long Pan sighed upon hearing this.

"There’s nothing."

...

"Die!"

The massive sword descended from the sky, shattering the last mountain peak.

The tip of the sword ground the last strong divine warrior in the three thousand divine realms.

Yes, he was not stabbed to death because his body couldn’t fit such a large hole, he was directly ground flat.

Qi Yuan stood in place, his body filled with a dense scent of blood, as if about to solidify.

A half day outside, a year inside the Ascension Platform.

Qi Yuan fought tirelessly, and finally killed all three thousand divine realms.

The blood on his blood-red armor was already dry, leaving some black spots.

He thrust his sword into the crevice of the mountain peak, sat on the spot, breathing heavily.

The gusts of air he exhaled from his nose and mouth blew away the surrounding crushed stones and dirt.

He scooped water from the lake and splashed it on his face over and over again. The water level in the lake dropped a fair bit, revealing the silt.

Qi Yuan finally felt much cooler.

Having defeated the three thousand divine realms, he had now stepped through one hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred steps.

Further up was the real Ascension Platform.

If he defeated that Golden Armored God General, he would have complete control over Tian Jue.

On that last step, there were three thousand divine realms.

And that last Gold Armored God General, how terrifying would he be?

Qi Yuan did not dare to imagine.

"Fight!"

Qi Yuan showed no fear.

At this moment, he was his weakest self, and also his strongest self.

If he retreated, his martial spirit would dissipate.

He could only forge ahead fearlessly and be invincible.

He pulled his sword out of the mountain crevice, shattering the mountain.

He held his sword and ascended the final Ascension Platform.

His body rapidly shrank down, transforming into twelve meters.

At this point, a dignified voice sounded: "You’re here."