This many points, already exceed the requirements for upgrading.
Opened the system panel, consumed one billion points, and the system upgraded once again.
Available Points: 258746632
Current Skill: Host can resurrect any target once, with no cooldown time.
Note: The higher the target’s realm and the longer since death, the more points consumed.
Subordinate Skill: Host can consume points to make the next attack have a 10x critical strike effect, cooldown time one day.
Note: The higher the host’s realm, the more points consumed.
Brother Cheng opened his mouth, not knowing how to evaluate the new skill of the next level.
For someone else, they might be excited to the point of madness.
10x critical strike, if only his attack just now could have increased by 10 times power, then...
Then there’d be no point in fighting at all.
A divine soul sweep could have obliterated those three Ascending to Saint Realm cultivators instantly, without waiting for them to be backfired by the rules and then exploiting the loophole.
Oh, if the power increased 10 times, then Silence Sacred Land probably wouldn’t have many places left intact either.
The power is too overwhelming.
One could say, even if the Three-Eyed Tiger, this Demon King, stood in front of him, he might have to drink a few jars.
A 10x Divine Soul Attack would already reach the peak of Saint Tier level.
And the Three-Eyed Tiger, this Demon King, is merely at the early stage of Saint Tier.
Jiang Cheng is currently just at Daoist Palace Fourth Stage, and this is absolutely a divine technique for killing above one’s level, simple and brutal, directly breaking common sense!
But he wasn’t as excited as imagined.
Becoming stronger, doesn’t that mean it’s harder to die?
If it’s hard to die, then how would he activate the Resurrection skill?
Look at today’s gift from ten thousand souls, it suddenly pushed his power level up multiple times.
If he practiced cultivation himself, even with medicinal assistance, his divine soul wouldn’t reach this realm in thousands of years.
This is already rocket speed, considering his exceptional talent aptitude.
For an average Saint Heir, it might take ten thousand or even hundreds of thousands of years, even without considering the bottlenecks of comprehension.
Actually, there are many who are stuck for millions of years at a certain layer in the Ascending to Saint Realm.
Given Brother Cheng’s personality, how could he endure such exhausting ascetic cultivation.
His goal has always been to die more times, preferably dying his way into becoming a supreme powerhouse, so he wouldn’t have to sweat and toil.
Just like the disciples in the Xuanji Map, advancing by leaps and bounds, he doesn’t envy them at all.
Instead, he secretly sympathizes with them, how tiring, how boring!
Fortunately, this skill can be used only once per day at most.
For the first time, he felt grateful for the cooldown time.
Looking at the remaining more than 200 million points, he sighed and decided not to draw a lottery for now.
Level up sooner and see if there’s any stronger skills.
For instance, something to increase charm value, making all beauties fall head over heels to pounce on him and refusing to marry anyone else.
After flying a few circles, he roughly understood this Silence Sacred Land.
It spans a full hundred thousand miles in area.
The Spirit Vein is Tier Six, fully comparable to the Heart Division from before.
Various Heavenly and Earthly Treasures, rare outside, could be found everywhere here.
Within the sect, the cultivation treasure vault, classics, great array, trial, restrictions, and other facilities were all complete, making him overjoyed.
Here is actually considered a secret realm, developed by using mana by generations of Ascending to Saint Realm cultivators to such an extent.
After taking control of the great array and restrictions everywhere, he temporarily sealed the secret realm.
At this time, the cultivators outside had long fled without a trace.
No one knew the Silence Sacred Land has been destroyed, leaving Brother Cheng somewhat melancholic, with a sense of regret for having flaunted without any applause.
"Doing great deeds yet remaining so unknown, there really aren’t many low-key people like me."
He sighed, only then did he fly away.
On the other side, Lan Ti’s mood wasn’t as good as his.
"Why hasn’t he returned yet?"
"Could he have met with some accident?"
Mo Chen was squatting on the ground playing stones with Ah Huang, an old and a young enjoying themselves.
This immortal naturally didn’t have such ’elegant’ interests.
But even fools could see Ah Huang was not a mortal object, enhancing spirit vein quality wasn’t something that even existed in the Immortal Realm.
Especially this girl had the identity of a Sect Leader’s daughter.
Mo Chen, who considered himself a personal grandmaster, found it perfectly reasonable to get acquainted with his daughter to mix better in the inner circle around the Child of the Plane.
After mixing in the Immortal Realm for so many years, he was quite a worldly man.
Seeing Lan Ti anxious like ants on a hot pan, he couldn’t help but chuckle.
"The Sect Leader went out less than an hour ago, going back and forth naturally takes time, Miss Lan, please stay calm."
He easily accepted Lan Ti, this woman.
A Child of the Plane has a hallmark of great romantic fortune, attracting beauties from all walks of life effortlessly.
It seems she’s one of them?
But ultimately still a young person, unable to maintain composure.
"Aren’t you worried at all?"
"A blessed man like the Sect Leader will be safe, no need to worry needlessly."
Why worry about a Child of the Plane, even in deadly situations, they can turn danger into safety with the help of luck.
Especially the Sect Leader’s luck is stronger than any Child of the Plane he has ever heard of.
Silence Sacred Land, just a piece of cake.
This indifferent attitude was something Lan Ti could not accept at all.
Isn’t he an elder of the Feixian Sect? Why is he as indifferent as a bystander?
"After all, he’s only at Daoist Palace Fourth Stage, there are many at Daoist Palace over there, plus under the eyes of Ascending to Saint Realm, it’s hard for him to hide."
"No worries, no worries..."
With just a fan in Mo Chen’s hand, he could pull off the profound appearance with feather fan and silk bonnet.
"No, I must go and see!"
"He’s avenging me, I can’t sit by and do nothing!"
Oh-ho, this girl drawn to the Child of the Plane sticks to loyalty indeed.
Mo Chen secretly nodded approvingly.
Women are common in the Mortal World, but actually rare in the Cultivation Realm.
Everyone’s pursuing cultivation to become stronger and ascend, often taking a dim view of worldly matters, which is why cultivators tend to be cold and selfish.
"Miss Lan, hear an old me out, the Sect Leader won’t meet with any mishap on this journey."
In his eyes, any arrangement of the Child of the Plane, no matter how irrational it seems to ordinary folks, aligns with luck under the Heavenly Dao.
If an insider intervenes, even if to save, it disrupts luck.
Lan Ti was startled, already half in the sky, and stopped again.
"How can you say so definitively?"
Mo Chen pinched a seal: "Didn’t the Sect Leader tell you, this old one was an immortal descended to the mortal world, what’s a fortune telling?"
This woman is destined to be in the core circle of the Child of the Plane, he might even have to call her the mistress someday.
So he didn’t hide it.
"What, you’re an immortal?"
Lan Ti almost fell from mid-air.
Looking from every angle, she couldn’t see what part of Elder Mo seemed like an immortal.
And because of the Celestial Dao Rule’s existence, people from the Immortal Realm couldn’t come down, except those nine from the Void Immortal Realm who accidentally descended back then.
"Miss Lan seemingly doesn’t believe."
Mo Chen faintly smiled, releasing a wisp of his Immortal Soul aura.