Chapter 583: Improving Roots

Chu Yang from other planes exclaimed in admiration in the Soul Palace.

Immortal Chu Yang said in amazement: "Tsk tsk, this Soul Palace is really a good thing. If it were me, I would not be able to digest the remnant soul of the Chaos Demon God without thousands of years. I didn't expect that this Soul Palace absorbed it in the blink of an eye."

Fighting Chu Yang also echoed: "Yes, this soul defense is simply invincible. Any soul attack is ineffective, and it can also devour and strengthen itself!"

Martial Arts Chu Yang said with some concern: "But then again, although the remnant soul of the Chaos Demon God is not as powerful as before, the soul energy contained is quite huge. I don't know Can Chu Yang of the prehistoric plane bear it? "

Swallowed Chu Yang explained: "Don't worry, the Soul Palace will automatically adjust the speed of energy absorption, and will not let him explode and die. And now he has also absorbed Yuan Tu's memory, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the next Chaos Demon God!"

"Haha, we can all share it. The prehistoric Chu Yang got this opportunity, which is equivalent to what we all got!"

Super God Chu Yang laughed...

Prehistoric Chu Yang did not know the discussions of other planes. At this moment, he was immersed in the joy of the surge in soul power.

Soul power is invisible and intangible, but because Chu Yang has the existence of the Soul Palace, he knows it well.

Chu Yang now looks unchanged on the surface, but his temperament has changed dramatically. An invisible pressure emanates from him, which makes people dare not look directly at him.

Just like Tongtian Sect Master, he just sits there, which is a kind of Tao, a spiritual realm.

These are all external manifestations given by the authority of the saints.

After practicing the "Nirvana Rebirth Art", Chu Yang's realm has broken through the realm of Taiyi Jinxian. Although there is no breakthrough at the moment, the benefits are subtle.

As time goes by, Chu Yang's foundation is slowly improving as he explores the memory of Yuan Tu, the Chaos Demon God.

The benefits are obvious. Once his foundation is improved, his strength will progress faster and faster. In the future, the realm of Daluo and the realm of Quasi-Sage will no longer be difficult!

In short, Chu Yang will no longer have a bottleneck before he is promoted to Quasi-Sage!

The surging memory fragments are like a flood that broke through the dam, impacting Chu Yang's consciousness.

Three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, Pangu opened the sky, these scenes that only exist in legends, are now clearly displayed in front of him.

Yuan Tu's memory is not a simple life experience, but contains the scene when Chaos first opened, the authority of the three thousand demon gods, and... some unknown secrets.

"So that's it..."

Chu Yang slowly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with brilliance.

He digested these memory fragments, just like tasting a glass of aged wine, with endless aftertaste.

Yuan Tu, as one of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, although his strength is no longer what it used to be, the value of his memory inheritance is far beyond his imagination.

"Tsk, these guys are really messy."

Chu Yang's mouth curled up a sneer.

He learned from Yuan Tu's memory that the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods were not a monolithic entity, and there were many fights and calculations between them.

"No wonder he was killed by Pangu's axe."

"And that Hongjun Daozu, who was unparalleled in calculations and was the first to achieve the position of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, even the top demon gods such as the hollow willow, the Yin-Yang old man, and the Qiankun old man were not his opponents!"

Chu Yang thought to himself that the three thousand demon gods were each in their own camp, and did not unite to fight the enemy, and finally ended up dead.

Of course, there were also some strong people who stood out, such as Hongjun Daozu.

However, Yuan Tu's memory was not all these negative information.

It also contains some records about the cultivation methods and magical secrets of the Chaos Demon God. These things are undoubtedly a huge treasure for Chu Yang.

"Chaos God Body, there is actually such a cultivation method?"

Chu Yang's eyes flashed with surprise.

Chaos God Body is a unique physique of the three thousand Chaos Demon Gods, with extremely powerful strength and defense.

And in Yuan Tu's memory, there is actually a method that can cultivate Chaos God Body.

"This is a good thing! Compared with this, the "Eight Nine Mysterious Art" is simply a child's play!"

Chu Yang was secretly happy.

If he can cultivate into a Chaos God Body, his strength will make a qualitative leap.

In addition, Yuan Tu's memory also records some secrets about other Chaos Demon Gods.

For example, which demon gods have powerful magical methods, which demon gods are good at conspiracy and intrigue, and which demon gods have hatred...

This information is undoubtedly extremely valuable to those saints.

Because it is very difficult to improve after reaching the state of a saint. If you learn the methods of the Chaos Demon God, I am afraid that your strength will rise again.

However, most of the Chaos Demon Gods have fallen now. Even if there are a few that have escaped, I am afraid they dare not show up.

After all, their strength is not as good as before. If they are not careful, they will die.

"Chaos Body Refining Art..."

Chu Yang muttered the name in a low voice. In the prehistoric world, he had never heard of anyone who had mastered this art.

But from Yuan Tu's memory, if you practice the first three levels of this art, you will have a body comparable to the twelve ancestor witches.

This art has a total of nine levels, and the seventh level has the strength of the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

Hunyuan Daluo is comparable to the level of a saint!

In Yuan Tu's memory, this body refining art was described as extremely domineering, and the practice process was extremely painful.

But the benefits it brings are also obvious. Once you cultivate to the highest level, your body can be comparable to the Chaos Treasure, and it will never be destroyed.

Chu Yang smacked his lips. Although this Chaos Body Refining Technique is awesome, the conditions for cultivation are also ridiculously harsh.

The first level requires the use of Chaos Qi. Where can you find this thing now?

After Pangu created the world, the Chaos Qi was transformed into the Innate Spiritual Qi, and the Chaos Divine Body was almost extinct in the prehistoric world.

"Damn, isn't this obviously a joke?" Chu Yang couldn't help but swear.

But on second thought, Yuan Tu's memory also mentioned some alternatives.

Although the effect is not as good as the Chaos Qi, it can still be cultivated.

For example, a place with rich innate spiritual energy, or some natural treasures containing the power of chaos.

For example, this Yingzhou Island is also, but it can only help him cultivate to the first level at most. From the second level onwards, he must use Chaos Qi and various precious materials!

In the following period of time, Chu Yang began to collect various precious materials and spiritual fruits on Yingzhou Island.

After being well prepared, he practiced the Chaos Body Refining Technique.

As the technique was practiced, the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth began to flow into his body frantically, like tiny dragons, drilling into his pores, penetrating into his bones, blood, and muscles.

Chu Yang only felt a slight heat in his body, and the spiritual energy was like a boiling river, brushing his meridians all over his body and making him feel extremely comfortable. However, this comfort was mixed with bursts of stabbing pain, as if very fine needles were piercing every cell of his body.

"As Yuan Tu said, practicing this Chaos Body Refining Technique is simply self-torture."

Chu Yang smiled bitterly, recalling the countless images of Yuan Shen who were tortured to death in Yuan Tu's memory, he couldn't help but shudder.

As time went by, Chu Yang gradually felt that his body was becoming tougher and tougher, which was the signal for the Chaos Body to be activated.

Although his cultivation is still shallow and not enough to be on par with those quasi-saints, this is undoubtedly a road to the peak.

Even when he cultivates to the seventh level, he can be comparable to the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, which is comparable to the realm of a saint!

Time flies, and decades have passed in the blink of an eye.

On Yingzhou Island, Chu Yang seemed to be unable to feel the change of time. He was always immersed in cultivation and had no idea about anything in the outside world.

At this time, the prehistoric world was changing.

The two tribes of witches and demons had been resentful for a long time, and finally broke out in a shocking war.

At the foot of Mount Buzhou, shouts and killings shook the sky, and blood flowed like a river.

The cause was that the ten golden crows came into the world, scorching the prehistoric land and killing the friends of the great witch Houyi. The angry Houyi took out the Xuanyuan bow and directly shot and killed nine of the ten golden crows. The last one was scared and hid in the sun star, only to escape!

The news of the fall of the golden crow spread to the demon clan heaven.

In the Demon King's Palace, his eyes were red, and the demonic energy was surging around him, like a volcano about to erupt.

"My child, Hou Yi, how dare you do this!"

Emperor Jun roared, and his voice shook the palace.

Emperor Jun waved his hand, and the demon army surged out like a tide, heading straight for the Wu tribe.

At the same time, Donghuang Taiyi came with the Chaos Bell on the auspicious clouds.

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Hearing that his brother's nine sons had been killed, he was filled with grief and anger.

The Chaos Bell was buzzing, as if wailing for the fall of the Golden Crow.

Taiyi's face was gloomy and murderous: "Hou Yi, I will tear you into pieces!"

At the foot of Buzhou Mountain, Hou Yi looked at the demonic clouds covering the sky and the sun in the sky, and his heart sank.

He knew that he had caused a great disaster, but things had come to this point, and he had no choice but to fight to the end.

He quickly summoned the Wu tribe members to prepare to fight against the fierce demon army.

Houyi bent his bow and shot arrows, and arrows turned into streams of light, streaking through the sky and taking away the lives of the demons.

He looked like a madman, with only hatred in his eyes, and every arrow was filled with his rage against the demons.

"Houyi, don't be so arrogant!" Donghuang Taiyi roared, the Chaos Bell roared, and the bell waves rippled, spreading like ripples.

Wherever he passed, the Wu tribe warriors fell one after another, and the wailing was endless.

Houyi watched his tribe members fall one by one, his heart was heartbroken, but he was powerless.

The power of the Chaos Bell was too strong, and he could not resist it at all.

"Hahaha, Houyi, today is your death day!" Donghuang Taiyi laughed wildly and urged the Chaos Bell again, and the bell waves surged towards Houyi like a tide.

At this critical moment, twelve figures descended from the sky and blocked Houyi.

"Taiyi, don't hurt my people!"

The arrival was the twelve witch ancestors, each of them was ten thousand feet tall, with a majestic aura, standing between heaven and earth like towering mountains.

"Twelve witch ancestors!" Donghuang Taiyi's face changed, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Taiyi, you killed my people, today we will tear you into pieces!" Zhurong roared, and flames rose around him, as if he wanted to burn the world to ashes.

"Kill!"

The twelve witch ancestors roared in unison, and the morale of the witch army was greatly boosted, and they rushed towards the demon clan frantically.

Seeing this, Di Jun and Taiyi's faces also darkened.

"Brother, it seems that we have to fight them to the death today." Taiyi said in a deep voice.

A cold light flashed in Di Jun's eyes: "That's exactly what I want!"

The two armies fought fiercely at the foot of Mount Buzhou. For a moment, magic weapons collided, supernatural powers collided, and shouts of killing shook the earth.

Emperor Jun and Taiyi joined forces, with infinite power, and the twelve witch ancestors were not to be outdone, and the two sides fell into a bitter battle.

Since then, the strongest battle between witches and demons has finally begun.

The thick calamity of the calamity permeated the entire prehistoric world, which was so oppressive that it made people breathless.

"The Twelve Gods and Demons Formation!"

Emperor Jiang roared, and the twelve witch ancestors stood in position instantly, and a mysterious breath connected them together.

A giant phantom that stood tall and upright appeared above Mount Buzhou, and it was Pangu's true body!

"The Zhoutian Star Formation!"

Emperor Jun was not to be outdone, and the demon army quickly changed its formation, and the power of the stars in the sky gathered to form a huge star map, covering Pangu's true body.

The collision of the two most powerful formations shook the entire prehistoric world.

As soon as Pangu's true body appeared, the sky and the earth changed color.

The giant shadow seemed to want to break the prehistoric world, exuding an ancient and domineering aura.

He just stood there quietly, and countless demons were terrified and their livers and gallbladders were broken.

Some small demons with low cultivation were even directly shocked by this pressure and fainted.

"Humph, it's just a phantom, and you dare to show off in front of me!"

Emperor Jun snorted coldly, and the light of the River Map and Luoshu in his hand was bright. He mobilized the power of the Zhoutian Star Array and attacked Pangu's real body frantically.

The power of the stars in the sky fell like a torrential rain, bombarding Pangu's real body, making a deafening sound.

Although Pangu's real body was majestic, it was difficult to resist the endless power of the stars, and cracks gradually appeared on his body.

"Brother, this Pangu's real body is just a phantom after all. Why don't we concentrate our strength and attack the real bodies of the twelve ancestors!"

Taiyi suggested. He knew the power of the twelve heavenly gods and demons. As long as the twelve ancestors did not die, Pangu's real body could be reborn continuously.

Di Jun nodded, and the light of the River Map and Luo Shu in his hand flashed. The power of the Zhoutian Star Array was instantly concentrated, turning into a bright starlight, and rushed straight to Di Jiang.

Di Jiang's face changed, and he hurriedly urged Pangu's true body to resist. However, this starlight contained all the power of the Zhoutian Star Array, and it was extremely powerful. It instantly penetrated Pangu's true body's defense and hit Di Jiang fiercely.

"Puff!" Di Jiang spit out a mouthful of blood and staggered back.

Seeing this, the other ancestor witches roared and rushed forward, wanting to protect Di Jiang.

However, Di Jun and Taiyi had already laid a net to surround them.

"Today is the death of your witch clan!"

Di Jun laughed wildly, and the light of the River Map and Luo Shu in his hand flashed, and the starlight shot at the twelve ancestor witches like a sharp sword.

Although the twelve ancestor witches were strong, they could not resist this endless attack, and scars gradually appeared on their bodies.

At this moment, a clear bell sounded, and the Chaos Bell fell from the sky, emitting a frightening aura.

"Not good!" Dijiang's face changed drastically, he recognized this innate treasure.

Donghuang Taiyi sacrificed the Chaos Bell, and the bell sounded throughout the wilderness, as if carrying an endless sense of destruction, shaking the space to ripples.

The Chaos Bell's target was directly aimed at the seriously injured Dijiang, and it seemed that Dijiang was about to be suppressed. (End of this chapter)