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Chapter 393 Absorbing the Emperor Spirit Nectar

In the center of the cave.

There was a slender, graceful, and charming woman.

The woman was wearing a red dress, with a flame mark on her brow, and her face was exquisitely beautiful.

The surrounding spiritual energy surged towards the woman incessantly.

As the spiritual energy flowed, the woman's aura became increasingly profound and terrifying.

"Pfft!!!"

In a moment, the woman suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, her face turning incredibly pale.

"Brother, has brother gotten into trouble?" the charming woman murmured softly, clenching her fists, her body trembling slightly.

A profound aura flowed around the woman, and her trembling, delicate body made her charm even more captivating.

"Someone!" the woman then called out charmingly.

Immediately, two beautiful maids quickly entered.

"Princess Huolin'er, your servants are here!" the two maids knelt respectfully on the ground and said softly.

It turned out that this peerless beauty was precisely the princess of the Primordial Qilin clan, Huolin'er, and also the sister of Huo Qilin.

"Where is Huo Qilin now? Is he within our Qilin clan!" the peerless woman asked again, her eyes filled with urgency.

"Replying to Your Highness, the Prince has been cultivating on Fire Cloud Mountain recently!" one of the maids replied.

On Fire Cloud Mountain, not within the Qilin clan, has something really happened…

The peerless woman's expression became even more unsightly.

Primordial Divine Mountain.

An extremely hidden valley.

Powerful formations were deployed all around this place, and the surroundings were extremely desolate.

It was a place rarely visited, and even various strange beasts and fierce beasts were nowhere to be seen.

"Master, this place is definitely safe enough, let's cultivate here!" the Nightmare Beast said softly beside Jiang Li.

Jiang Li nodded. This was indeed a safe place, seldom visited by humans.

Moreover, the surrounding majestic divine mountain power isolated it from the outside, and combined with the formations he had set up, it should be sufficiently safe.

Next, Jiang Li found a suitable spot in the valley.

He took out the Emperor Spirit Paste and numerous heavenly treasures.

As the Emperor Spirit Paste appeared, the originally calm valley seemed to emanate a slight heat.

"I hope this bloodline imprint can be washed away!" Jiang Li looked at the single bloodline imprint remaining in his hand.

The bloodline imprint of that Yang Qianqian was easily washed away by the Emperor Spirit Paste.

As for the imprint of the Qilin clan prince, Jiang Li had used the Emperor Spirit Paste to scrub it many times, but with little effect.

"Master, that fellow is of the royal bloodline of the Primordial Qilin clan, so the power of the bloodline imprint is naturally a bit stronger. Scrubbing it with more Emperor Spirit Paste should also be able to wash it away!" the Nightmare Beast continued.

"I hope so. Alright, you go scout the situation outside. I will cultivate here first!" Jiang Li took a deep breath.

This prince's bloodline imprint was too powerful, Jiang Li could even feel the scorching aura emanating from it.

If he were to wander around the Primordial Divine Mountain and be discovered, it would be extremely dangerous.

Therefore, after taking the Emperor Spirit Paste from Fire Cloud Mountain, Jiang Li quickly departed.

He would focus on improving his own strength first.

As for the bloodline imprint, it would be best if it could be eliminated. If not, Jiang Li would have to temporarily give up on that Emperor-tier secret art, Three Pure Ones Manifestation.

After all, no matter how important an Emperor-tier secret art was, it was not as important as his own life.

Upon hearing Jiang Li's words, the Nightmare Beast immediately left, heading outside to scout for intelligence for Jiang Li.

Soon, Jiang Li took out all the Emperor Spirit Paste.

There were also various precious spiritual medicines and resources, almost raising the spiritual energy concentration of the entire valley by a significant margin.

After setting up all the arrangements,

Jiang Li directly jumped into the Emperor Spirit Paste.

The majestic power within the Emperor Spirit Paste continuously scoured Jiang Li's body.

The surrounding various resources were also continuously releasing terrifying spiritual energy.

Jiang Li sat cross-legged in the Emperor Spirit Paste, circulating his [Reincarnation Immortal Scripture] and the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength.

The power of the Devouring Heaven Divine Body within the Myriad Laws Immortal Body was circulating at an extremely rapid pace.

Jiang Li was like a black hole, continuously swallowing the surrounding spiritual energy and the terrifying aura from the Emperor Spirit Paste.

This Emperor Spirit Paste was indeed a treasure for body refinement, Jiang Li felt.

The power of the Emperor Spirit Paste was rapidly absorbed by the Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength, and the divine elephants began to awaken at an accelerated pace.

Countless divine elephants let out joyous roars within Jiang Li's body.

His blood and Qi began to boil and grow.

If he were to continue cultivating like this, to what extent could his physical strength reach?

Jiang Li's heart blazed with fervor. The power of the Emperor Spirit Paste was not only enhancing his Divine Elephant Suppressing Prison Strength.

The potential of his Primordial Sacred Body and Overlord Sky Body was also being unearthed and transformed under the effect of the Emperor Spirit Paste.

Not only that, but the Emperor Spirit Paste also seemed to bring considerable benefits to his cultivation advancement.

Jiang Li's physical strength and cultivation were rapidly increasing with the help of the Emperor Spirit Paste and numerous heavenly treasures.

Time slowly flowed by.

One month later.

Primordial Divine Mountain, a particularly bloody jungle within the Ancient Demon Mausoleum.

The formerly peaceful and harmonious Ancient Demon Mausoleum was now a scene of ruins, with countless tombs in disarray.

There were also many warriors of the Primordial Demon race around, tidying up and repairing the severely damaged tombs.

On one side of the jungle, two cultivators were cautiously hiding.

"Boss Chen, the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron was directly detonated by the ancestor of the Primordial Demon Dragon clan. What are we still doing here in the Ancient Demon Mausoleum?" a helpless voice sounded.

One of the young cultivators asked in confusion.

The young cultivator was in a disheveled state, his clothes torn, and his face covered in dust.

The two were none other than Chen Zhuangming and Gu Sheng.

After entering the Emperor Tomb of the Black Dragon Emperor, they had indeed found the Emperor's weapon of the Black Dragon Emperor, the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Cauldron.

However, the moment they found the Emperor's weapon, it awakened and unleashed immense power, nearly killing everything.

Fortunately, Chen Zhuangming's methods were extraordinary, and they managed to escape death under the Emperor's weapon's onslaught.

After escaping to a safe place, Chen Zhuangming and Gu Sheng lurked outside the Ancient Demon Mausoleum, waiting for an opportunity.

Later, the various ancestors of the Primordial Divine Mountain appeared, and a group of people used their respective means to contend for the Emperor's weapon.

In the end, the ancestor of the Primordial Demon Dragon, for some unknown reason, used his bloodline power to directly detonate the Emperor's weapon.

How powerful was the explosion of an Emperor's weapon? That was a supreme weapon of the Desolate Ancient Continent, possessing world-destroying power.

The explosion of the Emperor's weapon had nearly blasted away half of the Ancient Demon Mausoleum.

The Emperor's weapon was thus shattered into numerous fragments, scattered across various parts of the Primordial Divine Mountain.

"I always feel that things are not that simple. That was an Emperor's weapon, could the ancestor of the Primordial Demon Dragon truly bear to detonate it?" Chen Zhuangming said in a deep voice, a glint of wisdom flashing in his eyes.