The only unfortunate thing is that the energy circulation route within this snake demon makes him feel somewhat strange. The energy attributes within this snake demon are quite peculiar, and it does not follow the most pure meridian system throughout the body, but rather exists within muscles and skin.
As for the way the meridian system functions within the body, though it is not much different from ordinary people, what surprises Lu Ren is that this meridian system hasn’t achieved semi-substantial energy transformation.
In other words, the emphasis on energy utilization between demons and humans is completely different. Demons focus on a resilient physical body, moving along the path of specializing in innate divine techniques, while human Qi cultivation cultivators concentrate on inner cultivation of True Qi, using True Qi to navigate and operate, leveraging the power of heaven and earth to perform various magical techniques.
The cultivation true skills of the demon race seem more suitable for his own path. The demon race’s study of muscles and skin has given Lu Ren many new ideas, opening his eyes wide.
Just glimpsing this snake demon’s body reveals many secrets.
It seems he must find an opportunity to visit the four great sacred lands of the demon race; there might be something he seeks there.
However, before that, he must first venture deep into the Taihang Mountain Range for a look.
Three days later, a large and a small figure entered deep into the Taihang Mountain Range, arriving at a man-made pavilion with bluestone steps winding upwards.
The mountain ahead is exceptionally majestic, probably tens of thousands of feet high, or rather, all the peaks in the Taihang Mountain Range are towering great mountains, but this giant peak is particularly grand, so colossal it seems like a wall spans the heavens and earth.
It feels like a natural barrier.
"Is this the abode of the Taihang Sword Sect?"
Lu Ren turned his head to look at the faint silver runes emerged ahead, part of the Mountain Protection Array, yet surprisingly, this array was shattered.
The runes are already on the brink of breaking.
"Let’s go up and take a look."
Lu Ren maintained a calm demeanor, holding only a Fine Steel Longsword brought from Niu Genshan.
The Divine Transformation Level of basic swordsmanship could certainly be termed as Sword Dao, possessing a power of transforming decay into miraculous.
"Are there immortals up there?"
Guo Muyang was full of curiosity, her small face exulted, evidently looking forward to this. After all, having lived in the Taihang Mountain Range for so long, she had witnessed sword lights entering and exiting from deep within the mountains many times.
At the time, she was exceedingly envious, yearning to learn the antics of those immortals.
For a while, she even carved a wooden sword to fool around, sparing neither the flowers and grass along the path to the mountains.
"If what you perceive as immortals, then there are indeed immortals present."
Lu Ren casually replied.
"Then surely there must be."
The two ascended the steps, Lu Ren’s Heart Eye opened slightly, slowly observing the blood-chilling Qi rising from the peak of the giant mountain.
It seems the current situation of this Taihang Sword Sect is somewhat bleak.
Suddenly, Lu Ren extended his hand to hold the back of Guo Muyang’s neck, then strode forward, utilizing Ten Earth True Qi combined with physical power to directly break through the strong wind resistance ahead. Under the slight tremor of his muscles and Ten Earth True Qi, a vaguely visible air shield formed, generating a vortex-like rotation, accelerating continuously.
At first, Guo Muyang felt the fierce wind blowing against her face, creating layers of wrinkles, forcing her to close her eyes tightly.
The next moment, the fierce wind disappeared rapidly, leaving only a gentle breeze brushing her face.
In just ten minutes or so, Lu Ren stood at the mountain gate of the Taihang Sword Sect.
What met his eyes was an endless array of buildings: central palaces and pavilions, waterside pavilions, and various architectural styles, grand and magnificent, intricate and exquisite, or solid and serene.
Interspersed harmoniously, showing unique charm.
However, what presented itself to Lu Ren was a scene of ruins and debris, countless flames burning, smoke filled the air.
All around, corpses were everywhere, even the large White Jade Plaza in front of the mountain gate was full of battle scars.
Almost a landscape of horizontal corpses, rivers of blood.
"What in the world happened here?"
Guo Muyang’s face was stunned, filled with disbelief.
In her heart, these immortal family scenes should be extremely ethereal, filled with a sense of immortal spirit, yet now it became a terrifying sight.
This scene was too grand, making Guo Muyang somewhat afraid.
Lu Ren showed no change in expression, merely inserting the Fine Steel Longsword on the ground, picked up a longsword from the ground, swung it casually, nodded slightly with satisfaction.
This sword’s quality is quite excellent, enough to be considered a divine soldier on Earth, and the blade is carved with strange runes to enhance its sharpness and toughness.
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"Seems to be a Jianghu vendetta, the Taihang Sword Sect was exterminated."
Lu Ren’s tone was calm, entirely unfazed by such matters.
"Do immortals also have conflicts?"
"Where there are people, there is Jianghu, especially among those wielding extraordinary power, their desires will grow ever stronger."
"But they all say immortals regard wealth as refuse and such."
Guo Muyang was somewhat perplexed, why there are so many conflicts after becoming immortals; isn’t it possible to live peacefully?
Lu Ren explained: "Things aren’t understood like that, it’s just that their worldly desires transform into a pursuit of their own power, an exploration for long life."
He paused, then continued: "Therefore, don’t be fooled by those monks or daoists who seem untroubled by worldly affairs, their inner desires are actually more intense than ordinary people."
Long life and formidable power are the ambitions.
Guo Muyang clutched tightly to Lu Ren’s garment, feeling that the image of immortals in her heart crumbled under Lu Ren’s explanation.
The two slowly proceeded, heading towards the blazing main hall of the Taihang Sword Sect.
Unexpectedly, Lu Ren found the old man half upright, pinned by a sword into a stone column of the main hall, still breathing weakly. Upon sensing Lu Ren and Guo Muyang, he struggled to lift his head toward them.
Once his eyes landed on Guo Muyang, an almost dim gaze suddenly brightened with a golden beam.
His hands pinched into a spell, and the space between his eyebrows abruptly opened, from which his Primordial Spirit visibly shot out and charged toward Guo Muyang.
Guo Muyang hadn’t even reacted when the rushing Divine Soul was firmly held in Lu Ren’s hand.
Human arms should be ordinary, yet they turned into the Bodhisattva Dharma Body at that moment, partially transforming into the Bodhisattva Golden Body, blending Essence, Qi, and Spirit with Ten Earth True Qi flooding like ceaseless rivers, firmly gripping the old man’s Primordial Spirit.
"Determination Path Realm?"
Lu Ren witnessed the old man in surprise, yet unfortunately, the old man’s power was reduced to nothing, especially in Primordial Spirit Emergence phase, not enough to escape Lu Ren’s control.