Generation Monarch

On the road of cultivation, ordinary cold weapons are far less powerful than some spiritual treasures, which can greatly enhance the combat power of cultivators. However, at the same time, using spiritual treasures will consume more energy and spirit than using ordinary cold weapons. The higher the grade of spiritual treasures, the more energy and spirit they consume.

A person's energy and spirit are limited. When the energy and spirit are consumed too quickly and are almost dry after a certain period of time, then even if there are spiritual treasures, the power they can exert will be greatly reduced, and the combat power will plummet.

What Jiang Nan was waiting for was the moment when Yin Zhiming's energy and spirit were greatly weakened, and he counterattacked successfully with lightning speed.

Yin Zhiming trembled and was stepped on by Jiang Nan. He struggled violently, but it was useless and he couldn't get away.

"No... Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Please!" He looked at Jiang Nan, fear in his eyes, begging for mercy in a trembling voice. He thought that with the help of the broken treasure lamp, he could easily kill Jiang Nan and take the Xiantian Sword and Space Ring after his combat power reached the level comparable to Su Hai, but the result was like this. Jiang Nan looked indifferent, no longer talking nonsense with the other party, raised the Xiantian Sword in his hand, and cut off his head with one sword. For a moment, the place was much quieter. "You killed a combat power comparable to Su Hai's early stage? It's really... too perverted, right?!" Lu Yuanyuan came over, her face full of shock. Next to him, Pan Lei also had a look of shock on his face. Before, Jiang Nan was suppressed by Yin Zhiming, and then, in the blink of an eye, Yin Zhiming was killed by Jiang Nan in turn. The speed of the change in the battle situation was too amazing. "His cultivation has not changed. He is still in the Qi Control Realm. His original Qi is far from being comparable to mine. With the help of the treasure lamp, his combat power has reached the level of Su Hai's early strong men. He is indeed a great threat to me. However, it is obviously impossible for him to defeat me in a short time with this level of combat power. At the same time, his original Qi, which is not as good as mine, is consumed very quickly by the treasure lamp. He soon becomes weak, so weak that he can hardly continue to support himself even with the treasure lamp. At that time, my original Qi is still very sufficient, so that is when he will be defeated." Jiang Nan said. After he said this, Lu Yuanyuan and Pan Lei immediately understood the time, and then they couldn't help but be even more surprised. In that situation, facing the huge threat, Jiang Nan's mind was still so clear, not impatient, and he analyzed all aspects of the battle thoroughly in an instant, with confidence. This level is really scary. "This rubbish is courting death!"

Pan Lei looked at Yin Zhiming's corpse and still felt very unhappy at this moment, so he kicked him hard.

Lu Yuanyuan was also very angry. This man was too rampant. He did not save his temporary companions. After getting a treasure, he tried to kill Jiang Nan, who was traveling with him, to seize the treasure. He even wanted to kill her, the granddaughter of a senior military official. It was really infuriating.

So, she followed Pan Lei's example and kicked Yin Zhiming's corpse hard. Then, after thinking about it, she still felt angry and kicked him twice more.

Jiang Nan didn't care. At this time, he looked at the broken treasure lamp that fell to the side and walked over to pick it up.

The treasure lamp was forged with bronze and was severely damaged. There were many complicated ancient patterns engraved on it, and it was intertwined with a very amazing breath of time. I don't know which era it was from.

Jiang Nan tried to inject the origin energy, and the ancient patterns on it immediately lit up, exuding a very majestic momentum.

He continued to inject more origin energy, and then, gradually, the broken treasure lamp suddenly shone brightly, as if it had turned into a sun, extremely blazing, and the momentum it exuded became more frightening.

"This..."

Pan Lei stared.

At this time, the momentum exuded by the broken treasure lamp was obviously much stronger than when it was in Yin Zhiming's hand.

"It's comparable to the momentum of Su Hai's mid-level!"

Lu Yuanyuan was shocked.

She came from the military, and her grandfather was a strong man in the God Transformation Realm. She was very clear about the combat power level of each level of cultivation.

A gleam of brilliance flashed across Jiang Nan's eyes, and then the origin energy calmed down and stopped urging.

As far as he felt, this was the strongest power that this treasure lamp could inspire, because all the ancient patterns on it had already lit up under his origin energy, and there was no room for further enhancement, and it had reached its limit.

This was also because the treasure lamp was too broken, and it was far from even one ten-thousandth of its intact state.

After a pause, he put the broken treasure lamp and the Xiantian sword into the space ring.

"Not a bad harvest."

He smiled faintly.

He has the Xiantian Sword, which is born from heaven and earth and is much higher in grade than the broken treasure lamp. But now, he has no way to activate the energy contained in the Xiantian Sword. He can only use it as a very sharp and sturdy simple cold weapon. It does not play a big role in increasing his combat power.

But this broken treasure lamp is different. When activated by the original energy, the ancient patterns on it will shine, so that he can now have the combat power of the middle stage of Su Hai. This is a small surprise.

"Let's go."

He glanced at Yin Zhiming's body, called Lu Yuanyuan and Pan Lei, and continued to walk towards the center of the mountain group.

Soon, a full half a month passed.

The three of them had plenty of dry food and drinking water, so eating was not a problem. They walked a long way in half a month, getting closer and closer to the center of the mountain group. The surroundings gradually gave rise to a very strong Yin Qi, and there was even a light black Yin fog floating in the air, and the air temperature was even lower.

"It feels like we are getting deeper and deeper into hell."

Lu Yuanyuan muttered and shivered. The air temperature was much lower than it was half a month ago.

"Cold."

Pan Lei also said.

He was not as good as Lu Yuanyuan in cultivation, but he practiced the True Flame Breathing Method and had the ability to control fire. He was very resistant to cold, but he still felt very cold at this time.

Even Jiang Nan, because of the combination of the Tianxin Jue and the Nameless Heavenly Book, his physique is now very strong. The general severe cold and scorching heat can hardly affect him, but he still felt a little cold.

"We are almost at the center."

He said, not paying too much attention to the cold, calling Pan Lei and Lu Yuanyuan, and continued to move forward. Soon, the three walked a long way.

Just then, a roar came from not far away, as if someone was fighting.

Jiang Nan looked up and saw two men and one woman in his sight. They were Luo Rujia from Baiyun Temple, Xia Xinyu from Xuanqin Pavilion, and Cheng Ziqi from Wuxing Building.

At this time, the three were surrounded by a group of Yin spirits and narrowly escaped death.

The number of Yin spirits was at least hundreds.

"There are so many Yin spirits here?!"

Pan Lei also saw the three people and saw the dense Yin spirits, and his face changed slightly.

These Yin spirits are not only numerous, but also have amazing Yin Qi, which is much stronger than the Yin spirits in the tomb in Xi'an.

"With the concentration of Yin Qi here, it is normal to have so many Yin spirits."

Jiang Nan said.

"They can't hold on any longer!"

Lu Yuanyuan spoke up, saw the situation of Luo Rujia and the other two, took out a sword, and walked over there to help.

Jiang Nan held her back: "Don't move here."

This girl had a good heart, and he had a good impression of her. However, at this time, the hundreds of Yin spirits there were almost all at the level of Su Hai Realm. Although their attacks were disorganized due to their lack of intelligence, it was difficult for ordinary peak-level powerhouses to be killed in a short time, but if they really rushed in, it would still be very dangerous.

He asked Lu Yuanyuan and Pan Lei to stand here, and he moved himself, using the Divine Movement to move towards there, and in a blink of an eye he was close.

"Boom!"

He took out the incomplete treasure lamp and urged it with the strong original energy, causing it to burst out with amazing momentum, directly sweeping away a large number of Yin spirits, forcibly opening up a path, and appearing in front of Luo Rujia and the other two.

"Donor Jiang!"

"Jiang Nan!"

"Brother Jiang!"

The three spoke at the same time, their voices were a little weak, revealing a little surprise.

The three of them were surrounded by hundreds of Yin spirits, and now they were in a desperate situation. Jiang Nan's appearance was simply a life-saving miracle.

"I'll tell you later. Let's leave first." Jiang Nan said. He pushed the broken treasure lamp to its limit, causing it to burst out with brilliant light, breaking off one ghost after another, and successfully escaped with the three of them, returning to Lu Yuanyuan and Pan Lei. The dense ghosts all looked over here. They were ugly, emitting a foul smell, and rushed towards here. "Get rid of them first." Jiang Nan said. Just now, he rescued Luo Rujia and the other two by temporarily sweeping away a group of ghosts with the broken treasure lamp. If he had confronted them head-on, it would be unwise to face so many ghosts comparable to the strong men of Su Hai Realm at once, and it would be a dead end. He called Lu Yuanyuan and the other five to leave as quickly as possible. Soon after, he stepped a long distance and got rid of all the hundreds of ghosts. "Thank you, Brother Jiang! I will never forget your life-saving grace!" Cheng Ziqi thanked him with gratitude. Luo Rujia and Xia Xinyu also spoke, expressing their gratitude seriously. If it weren't for Jiang Nan, the three of them would definitely be bitten to death and eaten alive by the group of Yin spirits.

At the same time, the three of them came from powerful cultivation forces, and they knew about the evil creatures such as Yin spirits, and knew that Yin spirits carried corpse poison. Therefore, when they were surrounded and resisted by hundreds of Yin spirits before, they all tried their best to prevent their flesh from being scratched. Now they were rescued by Jiang Nan, but their original energy was somewhat seriously depleted.

"It's okay."

Jiang Nan waved his hand, indicating that they didn't need to worry too much.

He let the three of them take a simple rest to restore their original energy. It was not until more than an hour later that they started moving again, and walked together, continuing to move towards the center of the mountain group.

The closer they walked to the center of the mountain group, the faster the air temperature dropped, and the Yin energy became thicker and thicker.

"This space is too weird, just like the legendary hell. We almost died tragically several times." Cheng Ziqi said, while heading to the center of the mountain, he briefly told Jiang Nan and the other two about his experience along the way. He also encountered red red spider lilies, which were almost exactly the same as what Jiang Nan and the other two saw along the way.

Writing is an interest that I have persisted in for most of my life. When I was young, I liked to think about some bizarre stories. No matter how tired I was when I got home from get off work, I would sit at the table and write a few words. Later, I came into contact with fantasy themes, and I was completely fascinated by the feeling of being able to build a whole new world in words, with monks who fly into the sky and hide in the ground, ancient domains with hidden secrets, and people who do their best to protect and believe.

A lot of inspiration actually comes from the life around me - it may be the strange stories told by co-workers when chatting, or it may be a sunset I saw on the way home from get off work, which I pondered and turned into a fragment in the story. At the age of fifty, I may not write as fast as young people, but I want to write every word solidly, hoping to let everyone feel a passion and persistence in the story.

Thank you for reading the stories I wrote. For me, this makes me happier than getting a salary.