Longevity through Upgrading Buildings Chapter 773 - 324: Water Dragon Sect... Ji Yuan!

Intriguing, yet hardly substantial.

Ji Yuan observed the ensnaring blood ropes constricting his limbs, with a significant portion tightening around his neck.

Yongzhen's attack had connected, yet no sense of reprieve washed over him, for he perceived the freakish opponent's willing submission.

Otherwise, given such peculiar swiftness... he would have had no opportunity to act.

Still, it mattered not, provided his objective was achieved!

Yongzhen formed hand seals, channeling a stream of Spiritual Qi through the ensnaring blood hair.

Should this technique prove successful, it would siphon the mana from this oddity's being, reducing him to a common mortal. But... could this individual truly possess no mana!

Ji Yuan felt the unusual Spiritual Qi emanating from the ropes woven from the hair, but to what end?

As these flows of Spiritual Qi reached him, they were entirely absorbed by the Spirit Devouring Armor he donned.

... Thus, having donned this Spirit Devouring Armor.

One is essentially rendered immune to techniques of a comparable level?

As long as the disparity in cultivation is not so vast as to allow a single blow to shatter this Spirit Devouring Armor, one can effectively achieve an invincible stance!

However, this course of action would reveal his identity as a Body Cultivator. Any individual who has attained the Core Formation Stage typically possesses some degree of insight, and upon witnessing this event, they could deduce his specialization as a Body Cultivator.

Consequently, the situation becomes precarious, effectively exposing his Spirit Devouring Armor, and compelling him to eliminate his adversary.

Hmm... confronting Magic Cultivators presents minimal difficulty then.

Provided one does not encounter fellow Body Cultivators at the same level.

With this realization solidifying, Ji Yuan gazed at the panicked blood-haired cultivator before him, his voice emerging hoarsely from his throat.

"Your technique... appears somewhat lacking."

After uttering these words, he grasped the blood hair with both hands.

The latter panicked, instinctively contemplating severing it to preserve himself, but ultimately, it was too late.

The instant Ji Yuan seized the hair, he exerted his strength, his hands and feet applying sudden force, even tilting his head backward.

In a mere instant.

The demon cultivator, who moments prior was covered in blood hair... found his head utterly bald, though fresh blood soon began to ooze anew. Moreover, Ji Yuan discerned that this hair seemed intrinsically linked to the demon cultivator's... internal organs?

This was because the hair he had ripped out remained connected to something within the demon cultivator's being.

The ensuing agony was so profound that it nearly caused the demon cultivator to lose consciousness.

After all, he had never anticipated an opponent possessing such formidable strength to forcibly remove all his hair in a single, forceful extraction.

"Your technique... is quite fascinating!"

An eerie laughter, not entirely human, resonated from beneath the dark gold armor.

Following this, the individual suddenly yanked, unleashing a surge of immense power.

The demon cultivator, utterly incapable of resistance, was violently propelled forward by this colossal force.

Ji Yuan nonchalantly gripped his neck, the vacant eyes of the Spirit Devouring Armor fixated on him.

The bald Yongzhen dared not struggle, mustering all his strength to speak with forced effort, "Spare... spare me, esteemed senior..."

"Fake Pill Realm, slightly too elevated."

Ji Yuan's voice, now raspy, declared, "Shatter that worthless Fake Pill of yours; Core Establishment Peak cultivation still holds some utility."

The stipulations for upgrading the Chaotic Burial Mound had specifically stipulated the requirement of ten corpses at the Peak of Foundation Establishment, making no mention of Fake Pills.

Adhering to established protocols is the preferable course of action.

This demon cultivator appeared hesitant, displaying a degree of reluctance and internal conflict.

Ji Yuan remained silent, subtly increasing the pressure of his grip, prompting an immediate capitulation from the other party, "Very well, very well, it shall be done."

The Fake Pill itself was inherently fragile. At this juncture, Yongzhen channeled the mana residing within his Dantian, striking it with considerable force.

Accompanied by a faint "crack," his feeble and delicate Fake Pill shattered with such ease.

Blood immediately began to stream from his seven facial orifices.

"Now it serves a purpose; its utility is recognized this time."

Ji Yuan nodded repeatedly.

A faint glimmer of hope sparked within Yongzhen's eyes as he endured the searing pain in his internal organs, believing his survival was imminent.

However, at this critical moment, he perceived the hand constricting his neck... augmenting its pressure.

He registered a more pronounced "crack" sound, followed by an abrupt cessation of all sensation.

Ji Yuan regarded the blood hair clutched in his grasp, then glanced at the now bald demon cultivator. The mana that had interconnected his hair and internal organs also dissipated with the demise of its host.

After a brief examination, he carelessly deposited the remains into his Storage Bag.

The Thousand Souls Banner swayed, and as the Yin Souls were collected, Ji Yuan alighted upon the tranquil surface of the lake.

The Inverted Waters Array; cultivators at the Fake Pill stage should be incapable of breaching it.

Yet, having already dispatched one, why has the anticipated next adversary not yet emerged?

His gaze fell upon the dark, bottomless pool below. Peering through the Array, he could see the gateway to that infernal prison beyond. In mere moments, he detected the presence of two auras emerging from within.

They then descended directly into his formation.

Witnessing these two individuals materialize abruptly on the lake's surface before vanishing instantly within.

Ji Yuan comprehended the situation.

The righteous path.

It turned out these two were cultivators of the righteous path, held captive. Their bodies bore the marks of old wounds from years of torment, and their auras were incredibly faint.

'I don't recognize them, but based on their auras, they should hail from Corpse Transporting Mountain and Joy Palace.'

A man and a woman.

The man appeared to be in a somewhat better state, his body afflicted with numerous injuries at most.

However, the female cultivator... particularly the one from Joy Palace, Ji Yuan could only marvel at the immense fortitude required to remain alive under such circumstances.

He let out a silent sigh before drawing both individuals from the water. The lakeside shifted, and a small expanse of land materialized.

He gently laid them upon this new ground, draping a garment over the female cultivator to shield her from view.

Their grievous wounds had largely been tended to by Rankui's Qi Blood Pill, and they now lay unconscious, their Divine Souls utterly depleted by the accumulated exhaustion and pain.