86: Chapter 86 Shi Jian's Transformation!

Kunyuan Secret Realm, outskirts of the core area.

A streak of cyan sword light flashed, severing the head of a giant Yao Beast ape. Demon blood gushed out, and its massive body collapsed with a crash.

Yun Che flicked his wrist, and his long sword slid into its sheath.

Sun Yao stepped forward quickly, avoiding the gore on the ground. From a rock crevice guarded by the Yao Beast ape, she carefully plucked a three-leaved, crystalline Spiritual Plant.

"Low Grade Tier 3, Dew-Condensing Grass."

Sun Yao placed the Spiritual Plant into a jade box, a look of joy on her face. This was already the second month since they entered the core area of the Secret Realm.

The two did not go to the very center of that region.

heaven and earth qi had manifested there, and the top Prodigies of the three kingdoms were fighting with bloodshot eyes. The foundations of Golden Core Sects were being displayed one after another, and even several Yao Beasts at the False Core Realm had already fallen...

Yun Che was very clear-headed.

He was a pure Sword Cultivator. Although his combat power was strong, in that meat-grinder of a battlefield, a moment of carelessness could lead to death and total obliteration.

Taking Sun Yao with him, he chose the safest strategy: "picking up scraps" on the outskirts.

Of course—this was not his original intention, but among the heaven and earth qi that had manifested this time, there was no heaven and earth qi of the Metal, Cloud, or Sword Daos... Therefore, he lost any thought of competing for them.

The scraps that the large Sects looked down upon, or did not have time to collect, became their primary targets.

Two months passed. Their Storage Pouches were stuffed full, and their harvest far exceeded expectations.

Sun Yao straightened up, her gaze turning toward the northwest of the Secret Realm, a trace of worry flashing in her eyes.

"Worried about Fellow Daoist Shi?" Yun Che sat cross-legged and swallowed a Qi-Recovery Pill.

"The Old Ancestor has been separated from us for two months now, and there has been no news. I am a bit worried; the Family cannot be without the Old Ancestor holding down the fort." Sun Yao replied, feeling somewhat unsettled.

Yun Che sighed, closed his eyes, and adjusted his spiritual power, his tone flat: "Fellow Daoist Shi is more shrewd than you or me; his Physical Body is formidable, and his methods are ruthless."

"In this Secret Realm, even if others meet with misfortune, he might not."

"Junior Sister, just worry about yourself."

Hearing this, Sun Yao nodded slightly. She knew the Old Ancestor's capabilities well, and that worry was quickly suppressed by reason. She sat cross-legged and seized the time to recover her spiritual power.

The Secret Realm exit would open in two days. Living until the end and bringing the items out was the true winner!

At the same time, in the far east of the Secret Realm. Inside a charred canyon, covered by thunderclouds all year round.

A pungent smell of blood mixed with the stench of scorched flesh, a scent that was nauseating.

On the ground lay more than a dozen corpses of Cultivators, scattered in disarray. They wore different attire, and regardless of their background or cultivation level, their states of death were extremely gruesome!

Some were snapped in half at the waist, some had their skulls shattered, and others had simply turned into charred remains, unrecognizable from how they looked in life...

In the center of the canyon. A massive creature was lying in a pool of blood, chewing heavily on a Tier 2 High Grade Thunder-Patterned Purple Heavens Bamboo.

The iron-hard Spiritual Bamboo was chewed and swallowed bit by bit, as if it were chewing bone and iron. This monster was none other than Shi Jian!

Two months had passed, and his appearance had undergone a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering change. His body, which had been just over two zhang, had now surged to over three zhang. Most of his pure black fur had faded, turning into a deep gray.

The texture was no longer soft fur, but faintly shimmered with a metallic luster, resembling a layer of dense steel needles...

The most conspicuous part was his neck. A circle of new light-blue fur had grown there, and at the tip of every hair, tiny electric arcs were leaping!

He was not wearing that tattered thunder-covering mysterious armor. He didn't need it anymore.

A more primitive, wild, and endlessly dignified aura radiated from his body, like a beast that had walked out of the wilderness!

His cultivation had reached Foundation Establishment Perfection. Moreover, his Yao power was thick, far exceeding those of the same rank; every movement faintly exuded an oppressive feeling belonging to the False Core Realm!

"Crack." Swallowing the last bite of Thunder Bamboo, Shi Jian stood up slowly and shook his body. His bones collided, emitting a dull sound like thunder!

"One hundred and thirty-seven Thunder-attribute Spiritual Objects, the vitality of thirty-nine Foundation Establishment Cultivator." Zixiao's voice rang out in his Divine Soul, carrying a hint of arrogance: "How does my method of extracting bone and cleansing marrow taste?"

"Painful." Shi Jian bared his teeth, revealing his stark white canines: "But it feels damn good!"

These past two months, he had lived and turned himself into a killing machine. Wherever there was a fluctuation of thunder and lightning power, he would dive right into it.

Killing, looting, devouring, and then, following Zixiao's guidance, forcibly channeling those violent thunder forces into his bone marrow, bit by bit purging that originally impure Black Bear Bloodline!

That feeling was agonizing. During this time, there were several occasions where he almost exploded and died... But in the end, he endured it!

Now, the thunder and lightning Origin within his body was no longer just a shell floating on the surface of his Yao core, but had truly integrated into his entire body. That circle of light-blue mane was the clear proof of his Bloodline evolving toward a Thunder-attribute exotic beast!

"With your current Physical Body, attacks from the False Core Realm hitting your body would just make a sound."

"However, you are still one last fire away from a complete transformation. Your Bloodline barrier is too thick; you need something more intense."

Shi Jian breathed out a breath of stale air, the airflow mixed with electric sparks: "Two days left."

Shi Jian looked up at the sky. The purple-gold light curtain had already begun to ripple; that was the sign that the teleportation Formation was about to activate.

"For the last two days, let's pull off a few big jobs!" Zixiao's tone revealed unconcealable excitement: "Head south. Thirty miles away, there are a few tough nuts guarding good things. Go over and slaughter them all!"