Although he is unable to use spiritual energy, he is also unable to mobilize his own qi and blood.
However, as a physical cultivator in the Yuling Realm, it was not difficult for Zhou Yu to climb such a high tree with just his physical strength.
boom!
Just as Zhou Yu was climbing up the tree confidently, an inexplicable pressure surged in from all directions. It had no effect on his body, but instead hit his mental will in one breath!
"Hmm... Is this the remaining divine consciousness here?"
Zhou Yu frowned and suddenly felt dizzy.
In addition to the fact that he had lost a lot of mental energy before, he felt even more uncomfortable. He bit the tip of his tongue lightly, and only woke up from the severe pain.
After he was fully awake, he could already feel the vague pressure. It was the remnant of spiritual consciousness remaining in this place, attacking him, excluding him, and preventing him from climbing the tree.
In an unknown valley, Zhou Yu grabbed the spiritual tree and felt the pressure, with almost no ability to move upwards.
"Activate the nerves, refine, absorb, and reduce the pressure, only then can you go up!"
At this moment, the Red Fire Fox tribe leader, who had been paying attention to Zhou Yu, reminded Zhou Yu.
"Refining the nerves..."
Following the nerve refining insights from his memory, Zhou Yu tried hard to recall the pattern in his mind and visualize it!
Suddenly, an indescribable change seemed to have taken place in my mental will, and the original feeling of tiredness instantly dissipated.
It was like a sudden enlightenment, the original pressure around him suddenly eased, and there was even a faint energy pouring into his mind, strengthening and strengthening his spiritual will!
Zhou Yu's spiritual will was like a dried-up sponge, and the remnants of his spiritual consciousness floating around the spirit tree were like water.
As soon as the two come into contact, a steady stream of residual spiritual consciousness is refined and absorbed by it.
“It really works.”
Zhou Yu was delighted. The refinement of the remaining spiritual consciousness would be of great help in improving his spiritual will.
In this way, improving one's mental will for a long time will make one's mental will strong enough to resist the erosion of murderous intent brought by the Sixteen Killing Sword Techniques and avoid side effects.
At the same time, it is also beneficial for cultivating one's own spiritual consciousness, and having an early understanding and attempt of the cultivation of the Spirit Transformation Realm, which is beneficial for future practice.
After adapting for a while, Zhou Yu began to climb up the spiritual tree.
The higher the spirit tree goes, the more remnants of spiritual consciousness seem to gather, and the greater the pressure it brings.
But for Zhou Yu, he visualized and refined his nerves while slowly moving upwards. When more residual spiritual consciousness gathered around him, it was actually beneficial to his spiritual practice.
Zhou Yu went back and forth like this, cultivating his spiritual consciousness while moving towards the top of the spirit tree.
…
Just as Zhou Yu was climbing a tree and picking spiritual fruits in the formation sky curtain deep in the secret realm.
The secret realm outside the sky is already in ruins.
The mountain range that was once lushly wooded completely collapsed, with every mountain and peak falling and collapsing, destroying countless ancient trees.
Apart from the monsters, there were only some remaining human cultivators on the platform at the top of the mountain where the gate to the secret realm was located, and most of them were cultivators from the Martial Hall. The cultivators from all the major forces were almost all dead.
The few remaining ones had either fallen to the ground seriously injured or had exhausted their strength and were no longer able to resist.
The battle between the woman in black robe with blood patterns and the Nether Spring Python finally came to an end.
It ended in a lose-lose situation.
But neither side has given up the idea of killing the other.
The army of the Martial Palace was deployed inside the formation, while the monsters were gathered outside the formation.
It was as if the two forces were confronting each other, waiting for the final order to start a war.
"Give me a little more time, and you won't have the chance to push me to this point."
In the thick black fog, the huge figure of the Youquan Earth Python was faintly revealed. Its voice filled with anger and resentment rang out, causing all the monsters to suffer.
It was very unwilling to accept this. If it had recovered earlier, it would have been able to recover more combat power and would not be in such a bad situation now.
"Give me some more time and I will kill you!"
The woman in the black robe with blood patterns stood in the formation, and endless blood-red light poured into her body, helping her recover.
No one knew how much of the blood on her body had been erased. Even the blood patterns on the black robe she was wearing had dimmed, almost turning it into an ordinary black robe.
The fight with the Nether Spring Python almost forced her to use all the means she had.
"Human, as long as you leave the secret realm, I will forgive you for what happened!"
The Nether Spring Python wanted to negotiate with the woman in black robe with blood patterns. After all, it would be of no benefit to them to continue fighting.
The black fog was still rolling, and one monster after another was corroded and assimilated into the black fog, which was absorbed and refined by the Nether Spring Python to restore itself.
Although there are still many monsters in the secret realm, they are not endless after all. The Youquan Di Ming Python began to worry whether he could rely on these monsters to restore his strength in his heyday!
"I need a secret place!"
The woman in the black robe with blood patterns did not say anything long-winded, but stated her purpose directly.
After hearing what the woman in the black robe with blood patterns said, the Nether Spring Python fell silent for a moment.
The two terrifying beings, both of whom were at the Spirit Transformation Realm, tacitly did not continue speaking, but instead relaxed their conversation for a moment.
"I can give you the secret realm, but I need blood food. I want to devour all the living creatures in the secret realm!" The Youquan Earth Python directly stated his conditions.
"Okay, leave the secret realm and let me devour you!"
The woman in the black robe with blood patterns was very calm. She watched the Nether Spring Python tumbling in the black fog. The occasional look in her eyes was filled with murderous intent, but she was not afraid at all.
She had enough confidence and was not afraid of the Nether Spring Python.
In fact, if there were other generals in the martial arts hall behind her who joined in, it would not be difficult to defeat or even kill the Nether Spring Python.
This is the confidence that Wu Dian gives to the woman in black robe with blood patterns!
"make a deal!"
The Youquan Earth Python took a deep look at the woman in black robe with blood patterns, and then turned its gaze to the surviving monks in the blood formation.
“This is my sincerity.”
Seeing the gaze of the Youquan Earth Python, the woman in the black robe with blood patterns understood what it was thinking and immediately waved her hand.
Endless blood was surging behind him, and with the red light falling from the formation, he captured several surviving monks in the formation, easily defeated their resistance, and sent them into the black fog!
"ah… "
A shrill scream was heard from the black fog, and then the black fog rolled and slowly dissipated. The Nether Spring Python had already left and its whereabouts were unknown.
The woman in black robe with blood patterns on her face watched the Nether Spring Python leave for a long time, then slowly closed her eyes and began to absorb the blood mist in the blood formation to restore herself.
The blood threads behind him were also floating, absorbing the blood mist!
Suddenly, a black-robed warrior approached the blood-marked black-robed woman and whispered, "Report to Lord Blood-marked Warrior, a warrior is missing."
"Um?"
Upon hearing this, the woman in the black robe with blood patterns immediately opened her eyes and glanced around. As expected, there were only twelve soldiers in the formation.