Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

Her flesh recovered at a staggering speed, and the blood and Qi around her body roared like a blazing furnace.

The terrifying penetrating wound on her chest and abdomen, as well as the tear on the side of her neck, were covered with newly formed flesh buds that wriggled and slowly healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. The scar on her face, deep enough to see the bone, also quickly closed and scabbed over.

In just a few days, such severe injuries were more than half healed. This terrifying recuperative power made Deng Jingbo and the other two protectors secretly appalled.

During these days, it was anything but calm. Waves of living creatures, clearly from different forces, followed traces to seek them out, attempting to rob them in their weakened state. Among them were teams mixed with True Immortals and Martial Saints, possessing formidable combat strength.

Deng Jingbo and the other two fought bloody battles, relying on their powerful strength and tacit cooperation to repel the invading enemies time and again. However, all three were seriously wounded, their battle armor damaged, their breathing erratic, with varying degrees of injury.

However, the true crisis had only just begun.

Deng Jingbo raised his head and looked toward the distant starry sky, his face becoming extremely unsightly.

In that deep darkness, points of brilliant starlight began to appear. They were not real stars but powerful auras that were completely unmasked, like dazzling suns crossing the starry sky, casting countless radiant and dangerous streaks of light.

At a glance, the numbers were dense and not fewer than several thousand, and they were heading directly toward the star domain where the four of them were located!

Xue Qing slowly opened her eyes, the injuries within her eyes fully recovered, and her gaze sharp and dazzling, her aura even more condensely majestic than before being injured, just a step away from breaking through to the Martial Saint Second Layer.

Looking at the streams of light that blotted out the sky in the distance, her face was expressionless.

She understood more than anyone else that her whereabouts had been completely exposed.

These people all came for her. They might be after the piece of Heavenly Fate she could inherit, or perhaps the Martial Pavilion, but the goal was the same—to kill her and build their merits.

Xue Qing shook her head slightly and slowly stood up:

"You all don't need to risk your lives for me. This time's aid, Xue Qing remembers it. Please, you three, leave."

Deng Jingbo's face was stern as iron, and he resolutely refused:

"We received a death order to protect the young lady at all costs, even if we die, we cannot retreat a single step. How can we abandon the young lady?"

Xue Qing silently looked at them, suddenly gesturing: "You three, please come forward."

Though Deng Jingbo and the other two were puzzled, they still complied and approached.

When the three came forward, Xue Qing suddenly raised her hand and pointed like a sword, the fingertip forcing out three strands of extremely condensed, burning blood Qi that contained a bit of her essence yuan and martial arts true intent, plunging into the left chest of the three at a speed too fast to cover one's ears.

"Miss, you?!"

Deng Jingbo's face changed drastically, instantly understanding Xue Qing's intentions.

"If Xue Qing can get out alive, the favor of your aid today will be greatly repaid in the future."

Xue Qing no longer spoke more, bowing with clasped hands.

Deng Jingbo and the other two were already at the Second Layer Perfection of the Martial Saint Realm, only a step away from the Third Layer. Their accumulation had long been sufficient. At this moment, stimulated by Xue Qing's original essence containing pure blood and martial arts true intent, the previously unstable bottleneck instantly loosened.

Buzz—

Three powerful auras erupted like rumbling, their blood and Qi surging into the sky, stirring the entire starry sky, and the three of them simultaneously stepped into the Martial Saint Third Layer!

At the moment of their breakthrough, the laws of the Space-Time Battlefield were instantly activated, and this starry sky could not accommodate living creatures of the Eighth Order Third Layer.

A powerful repulsive force descended, and the invisible Space-Time Laws wrapped around the three like chains, making their figures quickly become blurred.

"Miss Xue Qing!"

Deng Jingbo's voice, filled with surprise and urgency, had not fully transmitted when the three were completely enveloped by the power of space-time, disappearing from the original spot, drawn into the No. 4 Battlefield.

Xue Qing's body relaxed, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

She stood alone in this desolate starry sky, gazing at the countless rushing streams of light that increasingly approached from the horizon, and exhaled a breath filled with the scent of blood, turbid qi.

If she let them stay by her side, facing the tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands of pursuers, Deng Jingbo and the other two would surely die.

The No. 4 Battlefield was equally dangerous, but at least the chance to survive was much greater.

As for herself... she'll take one step at a time.

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Meanwhile, in another star domain of the No. 5 Battlefield.

Chu Zheng raised his hand to command thunder, striking several Yin Gods into flying ash, actively absorbing part of the Yin Qi into his body, beginning to carefully study it.

In a short time, he had made some progress. Nowadays, the erosion of these Evil Qi on him was gradually weakening, presumably undergoing a qualitative change soon.

A moment later, several powerful living creatures brushed past Chu Zheng's side. They only glanced at him before hurriedly leaving, fleeing into the distant starry sky.

Chu Zheng's expression condensed, somewhat puzzled as he surveyed his surroundings, quickly discovering many similar living creatures in transit.

Before he could react, a sudden disturbance emerged in the surrounding starry sky.

Over a dozen powerful auras appeared out of nowhere like specters, emerging from the void in all directions, instantly forming a perfect encirclement, completely blocking all of Chu Zheng's escape routes.

They were all Immortal Path Cultivators, with the lowest cultivation at One Tribulation Perfection, and among them, most had profound auras with hints of laws rippling around them, all being Second Tribulation True Immortals.

In the center of the group, a young woman wearing a luxurious palace dress, beautiful in appearance but with an indifferent and cold expression, was guarded by the others like stars surrounding the moon.

She looked down at Chu Zheng condescendingly, her gaze as if looking at an insect caught in a spider's web.

Her red lips slightly opened, her voice crisp but carrying an icy aloofness as if viewing human life as worthless:

"I have seen this person before, he once held a grand wedding with that Xue Qing in Lingbi City of the Near Immortal Realm, although it was never completed, they must have an unusual relationship."

She paused, her eyes sweeping over Chu Zheng, giving a casual order:

"Just kill him as well."

Throughout, her expression remained calm, as if Chu Zheng was just an ant she could crush underfoot anytime.

A middle-aged cultivator beside the woman spoke up, bowing with a hoarse voice: "Mistress, perhaps we can capture him first to see if we can lure Xue Qing into coming to us, saving us the trouble of fighting with others."

The mass wedding in Lingbi City, with numerous cultivators in attendance, captured images spread long ago due to the special identity of Xue Qing, many had naturally memorized Chu Zheng's face.

Chu Zheng stood in the center of the encirclement, slowly straightening his body, his expression slightly focused:

"Why are you searching for Xue Qing?"

"Naturally, to take her head."

A Second Tribulation True Immortal sneered: "Her head, within the Giant God Clan, can be exchanged for ten Great Realms, and the Star Moon Ancient Clan and other ancient clans offer substantial rewards. Now she is worth more than a Great Martial Emperor."

"Very well."

The leader, the palace-dressed young woman, pondered for a moment before looking down at Chu Zheng, speaking indifferently as if granting a favor:

"I give you a chance to live, if you can send a message to have Xue Qing come here, I'll spare your life today and afterward select a noblewoman from a branch of my clan to marry you, allowing you to establish a clan in the Near Immortal Realm and propagate offspring."

All expressions on Chu Zheng's face slowly faded away, leaving only extreme calm as he watched the woman in front of him, a hint of blood gleaming in his eyes:

"What is your surname?"

"Feng, Feng Wuyang." The woman slightly raised her head, a trace of arrogance flashing in her eyes: "One of the Ten Great Ancient Clans, ranking fifth."

Buzz—

As her words fell, a blinding divine light exploded between the cosmic star sea, as a Dharma Phase spread under the starry heavens.

In an instant, Chu Zheng seemed like a Divine King emerging from the Chaos Starry Sea, overlooking the multitude of living beings, with many Feng True Immortals at his feet like ants.

The law-breaking runes overflowed with dazzling golden light, his expression indifferent, as he casually pressed down with a palm.