Exploring Immortality Cultivation-Chapter 799 - 128: Shock

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"I'm sorry, but the road to the Netherworld is a one-way street."

Wang Qi's figure suddenly appeared beside Yinglong's head. This startled Yinglong immediately.

He didn't realize that the power of the Heavenly Sword in Wang Qi's hand had already been exhausted. At this distance, if Wang Qi were to slash with the sword or unleash some sharp spell, he would be done for!

Feeling a mortal threat, Yinglong overreacted a bit. He used his neck with force, treating his own head like a hammer, shaking it violently. A weight of more than one hundred thousand pounds burst forth suddenly. Wang Qi reached out, and for some reason, he thought to use Soft Power to block this move.

Wang Qi's palm lightly touched the side of Yinglong's face. At that moment, Wang Qi's mana transformed into Shock Force, penetrating through Yinglong's body but hindered by the abundant essence within, barely reaching his muscles and bones. Moreover, the power of this strike wasn't strong, at most making Yinglong feel an itch all over—and likely imperceptible in this life-and-death moment.

However, Wang Qi had achieved his goal.

"Force analysis, begin..."

Mana flowed throughout Yinglong's body, just like Wang Qi's Spirit Sense coursed through every inch of Yinglong. Every contraction of muscle, each strand of essence, every movement of bone interfered with this force and then fed back to Wang Qi. As Yinglong poured his strength towards Wang Qi, the scouting mana also flowed back into Wang Qi's body.

And along with it came Yinglong's retaliatory force.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

One bone after another in Wang Qi's left hand shattered, resulting in a comminuted fracture. Even the Life Flame needed time to mend it; in the short term, Wang Qi couldn't use his left hand.

But to Wang Qi, it was worth it.

The feedback spiritual power reported the data of Yinglong's body back to Wang Qi. Now, every muscle, bone, and nearly half of the essence in that Yinglong was reconstructed into geometric images in Wang Qi's mind, then integrated into a simple high-dimensional curve in the Xiangyu of his mind. And the unexplored parts of its body were extrapolated by Wang Qi.

This was one of the marvels of the Hilbert Space. Simply put, if you want to depict the trajectory of a point in three-dimensional space, you'll need a three-dimensional coordinate system made of three vectors. If you want to treat two points as one, then you'll need a six-dimensional system with six vectors. Extending further, three points require nine dimensions, four points need twelve dimensions. Theoretically, even the entire cosmos could be a single point in a Hilbert Space.

And through high-dimensional topology and Arrow Control Technique, new marvels are born.

Wang Qi, with his hands behind his back, once again flashed across the void, reappearing in front of Yinglong: "I said, it's a one-way street."

"Roar—howl—" Seeing that it couldn't shake off Wang Qi in such close-range teleportation, Yinglong immediately gathered essence, planning to get rid of Wang Qi in one go. Azure light rose around its body, then transformed into a beam of light; its wings like blades, it pounced towards the detestable Human Clan member.

But in Wang Qi's eyes, what rushed over was not a dragon-like creature.

In Wang Qi's vision, the world faded in color, leaving only bizarre entities made of clusters of essence, muscles, and bones moving in his direction.

Then, upon every strand of essence, every muscle and bone extended three dimensions. From a perspective of thousands of dimensions, there remained only a particle, tracing a vector through space.

A vector that could be controlled.

Just as Yinglong was about to crash into Wang Qi, Wang Qi leaned slightly backward, his entire body disappearing into thin air. This time, he reappeared less than ten meters from his previous position, still right in front of Yinglong's lunge.

And this retreat only placed Wang Qi at a greater disadvantage. Yinglong had been snared by Wang Qi's Xiangyu Travel, forcing it to resort to such primitive means. Its divine skills lay mostly in those wings, able to cast Demon Art comparable to the Human Clan, but pure skirmishing offered no advantage. That attack was hastily launched without preparation, and Wang Qi's retreat gave it a "buffer" to gather momentum.

"Roar!" Yinglong let out a short howl, seemingly mocking Wang Qi's foolishness.

Wang Qi's body fell freely in the air, spinning a full circle to face Yinglong. Keeping both hands behind his back, he naturally extended a foot, gently kicking Yinglong on the nose.

"I told you, no way through."

Then, the vector's direction was reversed.

Any force can be seen as the sum of many smaller forces or as the component of a larger force.

Especially the cultivators who employ the Flying Escape Technique. Most of the flying techniques in this world manipulate the body's kinetic and potential energies, evenly distributing them across every part of the body. Therefore, this movement can also be seen as the resultant force of all parts of the body.

Then, Wang Qi precisely reversed this force and accurately applied it to every muscle and every bone.

The bone that was shifting leftward suddenly received a force to the right, while the bone shifting rightward was subjected to a force to the left. Contracting muscles were forcibly expanded, and expanding muscles were suddenly compressed, with essence flowing backward contrary to the demon body.

Wang Qi did not simply reverse one resultant force; he reversed every component force.

The reaction on a macro scale was far from simply being thrown backward.

The whole body of the Yinglong experienced forces in different directions, and then this Yinglong was torn apart by its own force!

Large chunks of muscle flew away from Yinglong's body. Apart from being uneven at the edges, these muscle pieces could almost be used as anatomical samples in class. The backward-flying essence shot out of Yinglong's body, like missiles, creating chaos among the surrounding sea demons. The bones of the spine were scattered and shattered by the opposing forces.

With just one move, Wang Qi destroyed this Great Demon's physical body.

An extremely sorrowful wail resounded. That was the demon soul of Yinglong. The demon soul of Yinglong, carrying the Demon God Body, tried to fly away. The Demon God Body contained all the innate divine abilities accumulated by this Great Demon since birth until the Divine Power Stage. The Demon Clan doesn't follow the path of the Nascent Soul, so the Demon God Body and soul are everything. The reversing force of the Arrow Control Technique did not affect the soul, leaving Yinglong's soul virtually unscathed.

The Yinglong's soul escaped the body, yet without constraints and without stationary mass, it was about to transform into a stream of light and escape, intending to seize another demon beast elsewhere as a new host. But just then, Wang Qi extended his right hand, revealing the arm armor under his sleeve. The peculiar-looking arm armor had four Spirit Rhinoceros Bottles inserted. Wang Qi pointed in the air, and the green and blue Spirit Rhinoceros Bottles flashed. The Netherworld Fire Spell and the Five Plagues Curse shot out as two streams of light, intertwining into a fractal map in the air. Yinglong's soul felt an irresistible attraction emanating from that map, forcibly pulling it in.

The Demon Clan's strength lies mostly in essence, which is closely related to the physical body. Without a body, Yinglong's soul is like a rootless duckweed, easily refined by Wang Qi, transformed into a pure Heart Demon Curse Spirit.

At this moment, Wang Qi glanced at Wu Xianyong, sighing inwardly: "Why did someone have to show up now? This makes it awkward to openly use the Heart Demon Curse to kill them."

The Heart Demon Curse is a forbidden art, and in situations where he doesn't plan to eliminate witnesses or lacks significant comradeship, Wang Qi knows to conceal it a bit.

According to Wang Qi's plan, he intended to first test if he could destroy the physical body of one Divine Separation Stage demon beast. If successful, he would refine the soul of that demon beast into a Heart Demon Curse Spirit, then use the Spell Spirit to eliminate the second Divine Power demon beast. Afterward, by employing the Tribulation God Riddle technique, he would explode the two deeply infected souls, allowing the Heart Demon Curse to infect this entire area of the Demon Clan. Then, he would gather the power of these demons to create a Divine Body large enough to contain the consciousness, and then fight his way back.

Meanwhile, Wu Xianyong had just injured the Divine Power Demon God who ambushed him, gaining control of the situation, but had not yet dealt with the enemy. His shock was no less than before: "This young man, judging by his aura, is clearly a Golden Core cultivator, and he seems a bit unstable, not fully adapted to the power, obviously having just formed his core. How on earth did he do it? Why does he seem stronger than me?"

Are all the core disciples of the sect monsters?

At this point, Wang Qi no longer personally joined the fray. The Netherworld Fire Spell Spirit transformed into numerous Green Fire Crows, forming a Ten Thousand Crows Demon Fire Formation to protect himself. The Dao Heart Pure Yang Spell manifested a lotus platform under his feet, supporting Wang Qi as he sat there—he was too exhausted to fly. One must know that the Arrow Control Technique consumes a substantial amount of mana. Controlling energy inherently requires spiritual energy.

Soon, Wu Xianyong also killed his opponent, and then he approached Wang Qi and asked, "Daoist Fellow up ahead, are you Wang Qi, the True Disciple of Wanfa Sect?"

Intimidated by Wang Qi's combat power, he subconsciously used a respectful form of address.

"That's me." Wang Qi maneuvered the lotus platform closer to Wu Xianyong. By now, most of the Demon Clan either had died or fled. Wang Qi dispersed the array and left only a few Green Fire Crows, cautioning, "Respected Martial Uncle, please be cautious. This technique of mine is a forbidden art of the Immortal Alliance and should not be used in densely populated areas, dangerous especially regarding Spiritual Sense."

Even though Feng Luoyi placed restrictions on the Heart Demon Curse, it was merely a safeguard. To this day, Wang Qi had never made direct contact with the Heart Demon Curse.

Wu Xianyong quickly retracted his Spiritual Sense, then explained his purpose. After hearing the introduction, Wang Qi asked, "Are the people one thousand seven hundred miles east members of our Immortal Alliance?"

"Yes, they came with me."

Wang Qi nodded, "Understood. I will avoid them with my next spell."

Initially, Wu Xianyong thought Wang Qi was joking. Could someone at the Primordial Spirit Stage cast a spell across a thousand miles? But cover a thousand miles? Can an ordinary primordial spirit accomplish this? Moreover, Wang Qi was a Golden Core cultivator?

But somehow, he felt as if Wang Qi could actually do it.

At that moment, a chilling aura descended from the high sky. Wang Qi's "insect swarm" was descending, preparing for a devastating strike.

Wang Qi formed a sword technique with his hands, pointing forward, he shouted: "Tribulation God Riddle." (To be continued. If you like this work, you're welcome to visit Qidian.com and vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)