"A person's soul is not only born strong, but also has the corresponding secret technique to cultivate it. Could it be that this kid has obtained the secret technique to cultivate his soul? Soul... Soul..."
Wei Chongran was also awakened from his shock by Mo Qing's question. He just thought for a moment and quickly remembered some things Zhao Min had said to him.
She and Li Yan were once trapped in a forbidden area of a lost sect and stayed there for more than ten years, which was why they missed the time when Shuang Qingqing was supposed to send them back.
The so-called "Soul Prison Clan" was actually a lineage of soul cultivators. Zhao Min and her companions fought carefully and finally escaped.
"Li Yan and Min'er's souls have grown amazingly strong there, which means that once Min'er passes the tribulation in the future, this level will no longer be difficult..."
Wei Chongran's mind raced, but his face still showed shock, as if he couldn't understand.
Under Mo Qing's puzzled gaze, Wei Chongran's face finally showed a moment of hesitation, and finally he spoke uncertainly.
"Could this be related to the fact that he fell into the crack of Yinmo Cliff that year?"
"Oh? Why do you say that, Junior Brother!"
Mo Qing was somewhat confused and quickly sent a message.
“After he and my daughter fell through the barrier between the two worlds, they were protected by the treasure given by my father, but they only managed to avoid the turbulent space.
Especially at the end when passing through the barrier between the two worlds, Li Yan almost died in order to protect my daughter. Fortunately, the barrier between the two worlds had just been blown up by me at that time, and the rules of heaven and earth were being reorganized, leaving many gaps in the space.
The two of them were lucky enough to escape the disaster, but unfortunately Li Yan's body was still mostly destroyed, and his soul was severely damaged by the power of the two worlds. He was only one step away from death..."
Having said that, Wei Chongran stopped talking. There was no need for him to explain too much to Mo Qing.
In order to prevent others from suspecting some of Li Yan's secrets, he simply stated his "speculation".
With Mo Qing's knowledge, he could certainly guess the remaining reasons.
Then his gaze fell back to the back mountain of Xiaozhu Peak, where the golden-armored warrior was already above Li Yan's head.
However, Mo Qing's expression still changed slightly. It turned out that Li Yan's soul had been severely damaged by the power of the two worlds. Under such circumstances, a mere foundation-building person did not turn into an idiot.
What incredible luck!
However, all kinds of strange opportunities will appear for cultivators, and there are more bizarre things than Li Yan's situation where his soul was severely damaged by the power of the two worlds but he survived.
But even though people know that this method may improve their cultivation, no one dares to try it.
Not to mention Mo Qing, even a Jindan cultivator did not dare to release the protective aura to expose his soul to the outside world, let alone within the barrier between the two worlds. This was undoubtedly seeking death.
In a remote medicine garden of the Wuliang Sect, a handsome young monk was sitting in a thatched hut. He looked up at the sky, and when he saw the golden-armored general appear, he couldn't help but let out a light exclamation.
"He broke through the inner demon tribulation in just six breaths. Is this kid's soul so strong?? Mixed spiritual roots, ten thousand yuan of merit...
Such a powerful soul... a fragmented poisonous body... the silver light on his body should be the aura of the 'Immortal Dark Phoenix'. Haha, this kid is really good at hiding his secrets.
The 'chance' that this Wei kid mentioned is really possible. The power of the two worlds... Oh my god, my scalp tingles just thinking about it.
Although Li Yan's magic is relatively simple, with just these trump cards, he has a 20% to 30% chance of overcoming the tribulation... "
The handsome young monk's mind raced, but he had no intention of finding out all the details about Li Yan. There were countless disciples with hidden cards in the Wuliang Sect, and he had seen too many of them.
As long as the other party is a true disciple of the Wuliang Sect and has no ulterior motives, then there is no need for him to destroy the other party in secret.
During the battle at Yinmo Cliff, Li Yan demonstrated his loyalty to the Wangliang Sect with his actions.
As soon as the golden-armored warrior appeared, Li Yan, covered in blood, stood up. At this moment, he had no time to think about the inner demon calamity. The pressure that was descending before him was very real.
He doesn't think that this golden-armored warrior was born from an inner demon!
"Little reptile, die!"
The moment the golden-armored general arrived, he let out a rumbling roar, the sound like a huge thunder.
Even though the Jindan cultivators in the distance were hundreds of miles away, as the sound came over, their sea of consciousness seemed to explode in an instant. Their faces changed drastically and they quickly started to fight back.
Some Jindan monks with lower cultivation levels only had time to scream, and fell from the air with their hands covering their heads.
Even elite disciples like Baili Yuan and Wang Tian groaned.
Both Wang Tian and Zuo Shengyan were shaking in the air, with blood oozing out of their ears.
But he managed to stabilize his body at last, and after his magic power circulated throughout his body, his consciousness became clear again.
When they looked towards the center of the calamity cloud again, their faces became uncertain and their expressions became complicated.
Although they are not in the False Infant Realm, each of them is a pride of the sect. Of course, they have fought with some False Infant Realm cultivators. Although they were defeated, they thought they could protect themselves and escape without any problem.
After several times, the idea began to grow in their minds that the fake infant monks were nothing special, except that their realm and magic power were slightly higher than theirs.
Just before, many Jindan cultivators felt that if they were in Li Yan's position, they would be able to take on part of the heavenly tribulation. Of course, they would have a greater chance of success after reaching the False Infant Realm.
Although they had already known from historical records that only a few people could successfully survive the tribulation, and less than 30% could survive.
But as disciples of the Wuliang Sect, each of them is arrogant and proud, always thinking that they are among the few who will succeed.
This time, they were so shocked by the sound that they immediately felt dizzy and could hardly stand steadily in the air. This was when they were far away from the center of the catastrophe.
"Is the gap to the Fake Infant Realm that big?"
After Wang Tian stabilized his body, he didn't even bother to wipe the blood from his ears, muttering to himself, "It's not the fake infant state, but us and him..."
Baili Yuan's voice came over, Wang Tian's body shook, and then he nodded.
Even in a super sect like the Wuliang Sect, there are only so many Nascent Soul cultivators over the years. Only at this moment did they truly understand the meaning of it.
You have reached a certain level of cultivation, but you just can't sense that glimmer of opportunity. Are there not many cultivators who end up regretting and ending up at the stage of false infant for the rest of their lives?
I have the realization. How many people can survive half of the eighty-one heavenly tribulations? Li Yan has persisted to the last three heavenly tribulations. If it were them, would they be able to survive
When the voice of the golden-armored general rolled in, Zhao Min and Li Changting simultaneously put up a huge shield and blocked Miao Wangqing behind them.
The two of them shook slightly for a moment and then stabilized, while Miao Wangqing's face behind them turned pale instantly.
"I told you not to come, but you insisted on coming. I should have let you fall down just now!"
Li Changting said to Miao Wangqing with dissatisfaction, then glanced at Miao Wangqing's abdomen out of the corner of his eye.
"This... This kind of thing can only happen once in a monk's lifetime. I... I also want to get married... "
Miao Wangqing said this with some grievance, but before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Li Changting again.
"Keeping, tying, tying a bullshit baby, I have no hope!"
At this time, Zhao Min continued to use her magic power to protect Miao Wangqing. No matter what the two said, she had her eyes fixed on the distance again.
In the center of the catastrophe in the distance, a series of violent explosions were heard.
When the golden-armored general's voice came out, he had already arrived above Li Yan's head, holding a giant golden axe about ten feet long, and chopped towards Li Yan's head with the power to tear the sky and split the earth.
Li Yanren had already stood up, and the white bones that had not yet grown flesh and blood made a teeth-grinding "cluck, cluck..." sound.
Just when the golden axe was about to touch the tip of Li Yan's hair, Li Yan below him suddenly disappeared.
The eyes of the golden-armored warrior, which were originally filled with murderous intent, paused for a moment.
The next moment, Li Yan's figure appeared above the head of the golden-armored general like a ghost.
"His body movements are so fast, even ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators may not be able to reach such speed."
It was the first time that Mo Qing, who was in the distant air, saw Li Yan perform "Phoenix Soaring to the Sky". A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but think in his heart, while releasing his spiritual sense completely.
Within thousands of miles, many unfamiliar cultivators have appeared in his spiritual consciousness.
After feeling the pressure from him and Wei Chongran, some people have realized that the situation is not good. The timid ones have already fled far away and dare not stay nearby anymore.
However, there were still some cultivators who stopped where they were after seeing the strange sight here, and swept their consciousness towards the heavenly tribulation with hesitant expressions.
"Leave within one breath, otherwise, you will die!"
Mo Qing's voice rang in the ears of those strange cultivators, shocking them so much that their blood surged, and some of them even fell directly from the air.
Faced with such overbearing power, the remaining cultivators no longer dared to have any luck. They endured the severe pain in their sea of consciousness and immediately fled away in panic.
Li Yan flew into the air, holding a long black thorn in each hand. Both ends of the thorn flashed with a menacing light, and he stabbed it at the back of the golden-armored general's head.
Although the golden-armored warrior's body was huge, his movements were not slow at all, and there was an anthropomorphic sneer flashing in his eyes.
The huge head shook violently several times, and a series of phantoms appeared in the air. Li Yan's Gui Yi Fen Shui Spear had pierced through the side of his ear.
However, the other Guiyi Water-Fenning Spear struck the edge of the golden helmet of the golden-armored warrior, producing a series of golden sparks but did not hurt him at all.
At the same time, the golden-armored general made an extremely dull sound.
"Little reptile, even a grain of rice can shine!!"
As his shoulders shrugged violently, a sharp spike suddenly appeared on the golden armor and pierced Li Yan's arm in an instant, going straight through his forearm!
The movements of both parties were extremely fast. Even without using their spiritual sense, Mo Qing and the other two only felt a flash before their eyes, and then a series of golden lights burst out.
Wei Chongran already knew about Li Yan's physical skills, so he was not as surprised as Mo Qing.
When the sharp spikes on the shoulder of the golden-armored general suddenly pierced Li Yan's arm, his mocking expression paused. He felt that his attack had hit empty air and had no sense of force.
Before he could react further, Jinjia Wu Zhu felt a sharp pain in his calf. With two crisp "ding ding" sounds, Li Yan's figure was still above his head.
Another Li Yan appeared on the side of the golden-armored warrior's calf, holding a long black thorn in each hand and inserting it into his leg.
A large amount of golden light suddenly emerged from the calf of the golden-armored warrior, and the Gui Yi Fen Shui Spear, which Li Yan had just inserted about three inches into the body, was pushed out by a powerful force.
Even with the powerful strength that Li Yan had cultivated, he only lasted for half a breath.
In a flash, a whirlwind blew past, and the giant axe swept past the side of the leg, and Li Yan's figure below disappeared again. When he appeared again, he was already a thousand feet away from the golden-armored general.
In this series of attacks, Li Yan used the "Phoenix Soaring to the Sky" body movement to the extreme. The golden armored generals could not accurately capture Li Yan's position in any attack.
However, Li Yan's eyes became extremely solemn a thousand feet away. The severe pain and itching from the wounds on his body did not affect his concentration.
"He can feel pain, but he has no soul. He is a living being condensed from pure earth-type spiritual energy!"
Li Yan was calculating quickly in his mind. His continuous and torrential attacks just now were intended to find the opponent's weakness as soon as possible.
But unfortunately, although this golden-armored warrior has intelligence and the ability to feel pain, he has no soul!