Asura Mad Emperor-Chapter 620 - Breakthrough

Qinchuan bathed in the golden Spiritual Liquid.

His chest and heart continuously cracked and merged, a process excruciatingly painful.

His pores dilated, expelling impurities and absorbing the golden Divine Liquid, which kept his heart from exploding.

At that time, the golden heart from the Demon Race also turned into liquid, entering Qinchuan's body and transforming his physique.

The heart is the organ that produces Essence Blood and is closely related to the speed of wound healing after physical injury.

The Innate Dharma Strength within his body surged tumultuously, turning his viscera translucent and luminous.

The breakthrough process in the Divine Liquid lasted several days.

Finally, on this day,

Qinchuan's robust body suddenly trembled, and then the Divine Liquid in the Divine Cauldron began to boil. Dao Magic poured out of him like a curtain of rain, gushing towards the exterior.

He abruptly rose from the Divine Cauldron, his hair flying, eyes twinkling with golden light, emanating an ancient and serene aura.

"The Innate Viscera! It's done!"

Excitement was unmistakable on Qinchuan's face as he viewed his viscera internally, discovering the golden transformation not only of his heart but also the rest of his organs, now faintly golden.

The Innate Viscera should be able to rival the physical bodies of the Ancient Times' four great races, right?

For those four great races, as long as their physical bodies were not destroyed, they could recover quickly from injury, thanks in large part to their powerful hearts.

At this moment, Qinchuan was confident that his physical body could now quickly heal from even the most severe wounds.

Qinchuan's powerful Soul then unfolded, capturing the entirety of the Spirit Dragon Holy Land in a glance.

"Mount Sumeru has only now opened."

Qinchuan muttered to himself as his Soul caught sight of Ji Huo'er and others entering Mount Sumeru.

"Since they've entered Mount Sumeru, I might as well continue my breakthrough!"

Qinchuan pondered in silence.

Although Mount Sumeru was filled with limitless opportunities and a tremendous boost to one's Soul, it was undoubtedly superfluous for Qinchuan.

He could use this chance to break through to the Holy's Realm.

Without delay, Qinchuan sat cross-legged again and began guiding the circulation of his Mana.

…

Above the Dao Field, most disciples from the three major Sects had entered Mount Sumeru.

Only a few Cultivators, truly feeling they had no chance of surviving, did not enter.

Once the numerous disciples entered Mount Sumeru, and it was clear which remaining Cultivators would not enter,

Fu Hu, the elder, retracted his Divine Skills, the Buddha's light faded, and the golden portal gradually dispersed.

In its place, three massive projection screens emerged from Mount Sumeru, each displaying scenes from within the three major areas.

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At that moment, there were still quite a few Cultivator disciples on the Dao Field.

And next to He Qianshan were also several Supreme Saint Experts, all fixating on the three giant screens above.

They were Elders from the various branches of the Heavenly Sword Gate and Xuanhuang Sect. They had already entered during the previous opening of Mount Sumeru, so there was no need to enter again this time.

They came here largely at the invitation of the Spirit Dragon Holy Land.

"Old Zhang, that Zhou Zi of your Wooden Lineage seems to have quite the luck; she was transported to a Blessed Land. If she quietly cultivates there for three days, she is bound to make significant gains."

"Haha, that Lu Kai belongs to your branch, right? I think he's doing quite well," said the strong man called Old Zhang, chuckling in response.

Many Supreme Saints were watching the cultivators in Mount Sumeru and discussing fervently among themselves.

They naturally cared deeply about the performance of their juniors.

The cultivators who had not entered Mount Sumeru were observing the environment inside through the light screen.

Some were teleported to harsh environments while others landed directly in Blessed Lands, causing them much frustration and secret sighs for missing out on an opportunity.

While many cultivators were watching the screens, Elder Fu Hu rose and said,

"Alright, I have opened Mount Sumeru as per the requirements. The passageway to Mount Sumeru will reopen in three days, by which time all must exit, or they will be trapped within for thirty thousand years."

After speaking, Elder Fu Hu was ready to leave.

Being a monk who favors tranquility, he could not bear to stay a moment longer in Spirit Dragon Holy Land — such a tainted place.

"Hehe, Elder Fu Hu, why such a hurry? After all, Mount Sumeru is also a Buddhist Holy Land. If you do not watch over the entirety, should a problem arise halfway, wouldn't we have to trouble the Elder to come back?"

He Qianshan leaped up and forcibly stopped Elder Fu Hu.

"Moreover, after the event in Mount Sumeru, there are more exciting things awaiting Elder Fu Hu here. Would it not be a pity for you to leave just like that?"

"You!"

"What are you planning to do?"

Elder Fu Hu's face changed drastically when he heard these words, sensing an unusual aura.

Was a conspiracy brewing in Spirit Dragon Holy Land?

"Elder Fu Hu just needs to watch. Soon, my Holy Master will require Elder Fu Hu's assistance for an important matter," said He Qianshan with a smile on his face, though his smile seemed rather sinister.

As He Qianshan was speaking,

suddenly, a brilliant array of lights flashed from Mount Sumeru.

Then, they saw the True Spirit Soul of a cultivator floating out from among the lights.

The True Spirit of this cultivator bore an expression of unwillingness and resentment and was loudly roaring in rage.

"No!"

"Someone has fallen!"

All the cultivators were shocked; they hadn't expected someone to perish merely thirty breaths after entering Mount Sumeru.

The cultivators turned towards the screen.

In the center of the screen, the child named Zhou Duo was covered in blood, his face twisted with ruthlessness and venom.

Licking the blood from his lips, he looked down at the corpse on the ground.

"Boy, don't blame me. The fault lies in these rules. If I didn't kill you first, it would have been only a matter of time before you turned on me," he said.

In Mount Sumeru, Zhou Duo had made the first move.

"This youngster from the Golden Lineage of Heavenly Sword Gate is so vicious!"

All cultivators were deeply shocked, but at the same time, they had anticipated that the journey to Mount Sumeru would not be smooth sailing.

"Zhou Tian, you have some nerve! You dared to instruct your grandson to launch a sneak attack on my disciple!"

At that moment, a furious shout erupted from among the Supreme Saint Experts.

It was a middle-aged man with a bold face and a rough demeanor, by the name of Yang Guang, an elder from Xuanhuang Sect. The young man who had been killed was his disciple.

He had seen it clearly; Zhou Duo had definitely launched a sneak attack to kill his disciple.

Unable to contain his anger any longer, he roared in outrage.

"Hmph, Yang Guang, have you forgotten the rules of this event in Mount Sumeru?" replied Zhou Tian in a tone neither salty nor bland, "My grandson acted entirely within the rules. How has it become my teaching now?"