Super Divine Daoist Skill

The land where the Primordial Spirit Flower grew, its soil itself actually possessed mysterious qualities, as it was an extremely high-grade Earth Attribute Spiritual Object.

However, after nurturing such a Fifth-Grade and above Treasure of Heaven and Earth like the Primordial Spirit Flower, its spirituality was completely depleted. Even if there was still some mystery, it would need at least a millennium to recover.

Because of this, Bai Ziyue decided to abandon collecting it without hesitation and left directly.

He sped down the road, constantly traveling.

Along the way, he encountered a few Divine Realm Great Demons returning to their respective abodes.

There were also situations where Spirit Meridians, left vacant due to the fall of Demon Beasts, were seized by other Divine Realm Great Demons.

Bai Ziyue avoided each one, not getting entangled.

Then he took out the green copper block.

"This green copper, although its hardness was astonishing, did not seem to be a Dharma Treasure."

Bai Ziyue looked at the green copper block silently, furrowing his brow slightly, unable to stop his Divine Thought from probing it. After a slight obstruction, information suddenly surged into his mind.

"Jade Scroll Eye? This green copper is unexpectedly an object that records information like the Jade Scroll Eye?"

Bai Ziyue widened his eyes, somewhat stunned and very surprised.

However, after thinking carefully, a look of realization appeared on his face.

The strength of this Demon Beast improved to the Spirit Communication Realm level; its intelligence had already opened up, equivalent to a human child. Reaching the Divine Realm, it was no weaker than an adult. Being able to advance to the Golden Core Realm, the Demons' cultivation naturally could not rely solely on instincts. It was rather normal for them to have something like the Jade Scroll Eyes to record text and be passed down.

He began trying to silently comprehend the information recorded within the green copper. His eyes quickly showed a hint of bewilderment.

"What is recorded here seemed to be a kind of Demon Race script, completely different from the language commonly used in the Desolate Ancient Realm.

However, from some of the lines in it, it seemed like a Demon Race Cultivation Technique?"

Bai Ziyue was slightly stunned and also became somewhat curious.

But the Demon Race script... he did not understand it.

"Right, Huu Dali might know. Also, I remember Master Six Extremes had some research into ancient texts, perhaps there would be some records of the Demon Race script among them."

Thinking of this, Bai Ziyue quickly summoned Huu Dali out.

As for himself, he rummaged through his Storage Bag and quickly found some records left by Master Six Extremes on ancient texts.

After a comparison, he sighed in disappointment.

Master Six Extremes had been studying a type of text called 'Dao rune,' a script directly pointing to the Great Dao. It was said to be the language of ancient powerful beings from ancient times, with each character naturally containing the mighty power of the Great Dao.

It was said that cultivators proficient in this script could directly write characters, and their combination could unleash powerful attacks.

Literature could kill enemies, phrases could annihilate armies, and a volume of text could form a Grand Array, suppressing and exterminating demons.

However, there was no record of the Demon Race script among them.

"Master!"

Huu Dali quickly emerged from the Demon Suppression Pagoda. Seeing no enemies around, he respectfully looked at Bai Ziyue.

"Does your Demon Race also have script records? Do you understand the Demon Race script?"

Bai Ziyue glanced at him and asked directly.

"Demon Race script? I've only heard of its existence but have never actually learned it.

It was said that only those who attained a certain level of strength, or offered significant treasures and gained the acknowledgment of a Demon Monarch, would possibly be granted the opportunity to learn the Demon Race script.

In the Thousand Peaks Ridge, I wandered in ignorance for the first thirty years. Only in the thirtieth year did I have the opportunity to meet the then Golden Armor Demon Monarch and learned of this news.

But significant treasures were hard to find. Soon after, I encountered the Black-striped Leopard, forming a life-and-death animosity with it, then fled a thousand miles to the Ten Thousand Demons Forest.

So, I never learned the Demon Race script."

Huu Dali felt a little puzzled but did not dare to hide anything, so he spoke quickly.

"Is that so?"

Bai Ziyue glanced at Huu Dali, frowning slightly.

It seemed the Demon Race's restriction on learning their script was even more severe than he imagined.

If it were not for the sheer number of Demons, combined with their often innate talents and strength not lacking for self-preservation, they would have long ago faced the same fate as in his previous life, where their living lands were invaded by humans, their homes lost, on the brink of extinction, confined in cages for humans to view.

"It seems I can only wait until I leave the Hundred Thousand Mountains and see if I can find a cultivator proficient in this field or if I have the chance to learn the Demon Race language."

Bai Ziyue did indeed develop some interest in this Demon Race Cultivation Technique.

Now that even Huu Dali didn't understand the Demon Race script and was illiterate, he had to think of other methods.

He then reabsorbed Huu Dali into the Demon Suppression Pagoda, temporarily put away the green copper, and transformed into a stream of light, resuming his journey once more.

One day passed, two days, three days...

Bai Ziyue traveled by day and settled by night, cautiously avoiding stepping into any Spirit Meridians of Third Grade or above during the day. At night, he hid in secluded places, deserted caves, or self-dug tunnels, silently cultivating, watching Jade Scroll Eyes one by one, understanding the mysteries of various Cultivation Techniques, and learning the methods of casting certain Magic.

If he observed something exquisite, it would greatly excite him.

The Attribute Panel upgraded, he couldn't discern his cultivation progress, but he estimated that with his foundation, Magic at the Enlightenment Realm Level could be grasped at the Entry Level in one or two hours. In five or six hours, he could cultivate to the Small Success stage, progressing rapidly.

However, during this period, he spent most of his time watching some Jade Scroll Eyes related to Artifact Refining and Alchemy.

Especially in the field of Artifact Refining... refining the Lifebound Dharma Treasure didn't necessarily require profound mastery of the Artifact Refining Technique. After all, the Lifebound Dharma Treasure relied more on the nurturing of one's Divine Thought Power and would enhance its grade as one's strength increased.

But if one understood the Dao of Artifact Refining, even with the same materials, refining could naturally enhance the material's strength, potential, and power significantly.

For instance, some Demon Beasts' Lifebound Demon Treasures had quite good material characteristics, but due to a lack of understanding of the refining method and merely instinctive smelting, their Lifebound Demon Treasures appeared crude, and their power was lacking. Naturally, their innate power and potential paled compared to a cultivator skilled in the Dao of Artifact Refining.

Bai Ziyue's journey to the Hundred Thousand Mountains was immensely rewarding, possessing various spiritual materials, with a fragment of a Divine Realm Great Demon's Demon Bone on him. Naturally, his aspirations heightened, wishing to refine a Lifebound Dharma Treasure that was exceptional in quality, potential, and power.

At the very least, it must match the might of his Divine Techniques, not becoming a weakness.

Thus, half a month passed.

Bai Ziyue suddenly paused briefly, his figure swiftly moved like a phantom, stopping in a flat area.

Immediately, he waved his hand and a broken sword appeared in his hand.

"Broken Sword... this broken sword should have originally been a Middle-grade Spiritual Artifact. If I'm not mistaken, it must have been shattered by some powerful attack... and the breakage occurred not too long ago, at most a month."

"Those using Middle-grade Spiritual Artifacts are typically Enlightenment Realm cultivators, whereas the perilous depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains would never permit Enlightenment Realm cultivators to dare venture inside beyond the outskirts."

"Does this mean I am nearing the exit of the Hundred Thousand Mountains?"

Bai Ziyue analyzed out loud, yet an extreme joy appeared on his face.

The broken sword was not the reason for his delight. What genuinely thrilled him was that the broken sword indicated he had already reached the other side of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, re-entering the boundary zone of the outer area of the mountains.

"Over thirty days, around a month, and I've traversed the Hundred Thousand Mountains, crossed countless landscapes, and traveled no less than thirty thousand miles. Am I finally about to emerge?"

Bai Ziyue was overwhelmed with excitement.

Only by truly traversing could one comprehend its difficulties.

As he journeyed, he proceeded with extreme caution, yet several times barely escaped with his life.

At the Enlightenment Realm, he encountered a Flying Thunder Beast and was relentlessly pursued for eight hundred miles.

After advancing to the Divine Realm, he exploited the disturbance of his breakthrough to attract the Golden Armor Demon Monarch's attention and audaciously raided its lair.

The most precarious moment came when the Primordial Spirit Flower bloomed, and the Primordial Spirit Demon Beast, White Fox Demon Ancestor, discovered him. If the Primordial Spirit Flower hadn't fully bloomed at that moment and the enemy hadn't underestimated him, the consequences would have been dire.

Even afterward during his journey, despite treading carefully with caution, smooth sailing was not guaranteed.

While passing a Fourth-Grade Spirit Meridian, he happened upon a battle between two Demon Monarchs, retreating a hundred miles to steer clear.

At a plain, hidden murderous intent triggered a restraining force that activated, with Wind Blades slicing with great power. His Defense Power could at most withstand three strikes.

He detoured seven hundred miles to pass through safely.

More perilous was a weak water pond, naturally endowed with a flight-restriction force. Any living being attempting to pass over would plummet instantly as if free-falling, sinking into the weak water and turning to bones.

His Spiritual Sense perceived the danger in advance, and through repeated probing, he narrowly escaped unscathed.

...

Of course, crossing the Hundred Thousand Mountains this time bestowed him with not only numerous gains but also a greatly broadened horizon.

He witnessed precipitous and peculiar mountains, saw mighty and rushing rivers, and even in a fragrant flower valley, beheld the unique sight of countless UFOs gathering amid blossoming flowers.

Passing a vast and undulating mountain range nearly a thousand miles long, he profoundly felt the majestic surge of Spiritual Qi in a Fifth-Grade Spirit Meridian.

Each recollection was filled with reflection, feeling that this journey was a form of tempering and accumulation for him – a kind of sedimentation of his originally hollowed-out heart due to breakthroughs.

It also instilled a sense of reverence in him, sparking a drive and determination to overcome all the dangers and mysterious terrains.

...

"I wonder, upon my exit from the Hundred Thousand Mountains this time, what kind of place will I arrive at?"

Bai Ziyue pondered with a sense of anticipation, coupled with a tinge of melancholy.

Venturing into an entirely new place, there was always some worry in his heart.

Yet soon, his expression grew solemn, resuming tranquility.

His strength had already peaked in the Desolate Ancient Realm. Even though the Outer Realm housed many powerful beings, he was confident that with his capabilities, he could undoubtedly establish a foothold firmly.

Therefore, he no longer hesitated, promptly casting Shrinking Inches to cross a step forward.

Shh!

He swiftly crossed forward.

Along the way, he indeed discovered that compared to the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the surrounding Spiritual Qi had noticeably weakened.

The terrain gradually flattened, the undulations lessened, becoming more level.

The density of Demon Beasts and the probability of encountering those at the Spirit Communication Realm level or above also decreased accordingly.

Suddenly, Bai Ziyue's eyes lit up...