My Informative Cultivation Life

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"Alright, let me experience the might of the Divine Abilities of the Heavenly Demons!" Yang Ji's wings of swords fluttered behind him, turning into a Flying Sword of streaming light in his hand, as the fire-like Sword Intent arose in his heart, and Sword Qi condensed like a mountain. The Sword Qi swept through like a massive tongue of flame as he executed the Dao of Li Sword.

Bang!

It collided with the Demon Death Hand of the ten Demon Kings, and as the sword momentum shattered, Yang Ji once again deployed the dual sword technique that fused "Gen" and "Xun."

Mountains as swift as wind, the sword momentum was both fast and heavy.

Boom!

Sword Qi carried by the wind, like an Immortal Mountain overwhelming the sea, suddenly pressed down on the Demon Death Hands unleashed by the host of Demon Kings, instantly crushing them to the brink of collapse. The Demon Claws crumbled apart on the spot, and the Demon Kings were shaken repeatedly in mid-air, retreating and gliding miles away before finally stabilizing their forms.

"You... you're not an ordinary Dao Sect disciple, who are you?" The complexions of the host of Demon Kings changed, recognizing Yang Ji's strength in one move.

This person's mind was unparalleled, his techniques were formidable, and faced with a joint attack from ten Demon Kings, he remained unflustered, responding with ease and composure, showing no sign of strain or depth.

The host of Demon Kings felt his breath was enduring and long, his True Qi vigorous, like the lord of heaven and earth, vast and abundant as if he could not be defeated.

Such a feeling, they had only perceived in the geniuses of the Heavenly Demon Clan; they never expected this person to possess such an aura.

At that moment, the ten Demon Lords exchanged glances, already having the intention to leave.

"What's the matter? I still want to see the Divine Skills and techniques of the Heavenly Demon Clan, just one move?" Yang Ji saw the intent to retreat forming above their heads and lightly laughed, deploying his earth-traversing Golden Light, and before they could leave, he killed his way to their front.

He had intended to toy with them, to witness the methods of the Heavenly Demons, but since they were retreating, Yang Ji no longer showed mercy in his actions.

The Gui Cang Sword technique, combined with eight styles, was unleashed, and a splendid Sword Qi that spanned half the sky swiftly struck the bodies of the eight Demon Kings with the speed of thunder, immediately causing black blood to spurt, bisecting all eight Demon Kings.

"Useless, we are Heavenly Demons, intangible in assembly and dispersion. Such an attack, though fierce, is useless against us. If we want to leave, no one can stop us!" The Heavenly Demons proudly declared, their broken bodies preparing to gather once more.

Yang Ji naturally knew that such physical attacks were useless against them, but he was only aiming to delay their escape. Instantly, Yin Yang Energies brewed in his eyes, turning into a slender Flying Sword that swiftly shot out.

Bang bang bang... bang!

Ten consecutive piercings, and in an instant, ten screams echoed out.

"How about such an attack?" Yang Ji slightly smiled, and as their vitality was damaged, he reached out with a large hand, capturing them all into the Mount Sea World.

Shen Yin's roots, like tentacles, reached out and latched onto the ten Demon Kings, instantly locking them down firmly, no matter how they screamed or tried to transform, they could not escape.

"Wow!" Buddha Child, seeing that Yang Ji had taken care of the ten Demon Kings, fully unleashed himself and started to devour the cluster of Heavenly Demons voraciously.

With the ten Demon Kings eliminated, the myriad of Heavenly Demons was in sheer panic and instantly scattered like birds and beasts.

But Yang Ji and Buddha Child could not let them go; to others, these Heavenly Demons were great terrors, but to them, they were precious treats.

Buddha Child transformed into a Demon Mouth, suspended in midair, swallowing voraciously.

The sucking force was so powerful that it locked down all space within a radius of several miles, twisting the airflow into a stream and wrapping up countless Heavenly Demons attempting to flee, all of which were sucked into the Demon Mouth of the Buddha Child.

Yang Ji flew high into the sky, a vertical crease opened on his forehead, emitting a pure Yang light that illuminated all the Heavenly Demons within a range of a dozen miles.

Wherever the Pure Yang Light passed, the dim world quickly brightened, and vast numbers of Heavenly Demons screamed relentlessly.

Yang Ji did not hesitate, deploying his earth-traversing Golden Light, moving with extreme speed, and his True Qi hands continuously scooped those damaged Heavenly Demons into the Mount Sea World.

In less than ten breaths, a hundred thousand Heavenly Demons were all annihilated, yielding an astonishing harvest.

"Hahaha, after devouring so many Heavenly Demons, I can finally condense the Buddha-Demon Dharma Form and break through to the Nascent Soul," Buddha Child, transformed into a Demon Mouth, let out a wild laugh that was full of demonic nature.

Yang Ji was equally delighted, having captured seventy to eighty thousand Heavenly Demons, good for seventy to eighty thousand various sizes of Primordial Spirit Fruits—an incredible harvest.

He immediately entered the Mount Sea World.
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He saw Shen Yin's body flashing with green light, countless fine blue luminescences flowing along the roots towards the main trunk, then branching out to other branches and twigs, and subsequently, numerous Primordial Spirit Fruits emerged of all sizes.

In just a few dozen breaths, tens of thousands of Heavenly Demons were thoroughly drained, turning into blue fruits.

This ability of Shen Yin was truly formidable to the extreme, like a natural bane of Heavenly Demons, true to its reputation as the Taichu Divine Tree, a World-Stabilizing Treasure.

"Big brother, here's some for you to eat!" Shen Yin's body flashed with Spiritual Light, countless Primordial Spirit Fruits falling off and floating toward Yang Ji.

Yang Ji didn't stand on ceremony, gathering them all with a sweep of his hand, stuffing them all into his sea of consciousness through the vertical crease on his forehead.

The Yang Spirit frantically absorbed the energy of the Primordial Spirit Fruits, and the sensation of the Primordial Spirit growing as if ants were crawling over him was particularly palpable and clear to Yang Ji, which excited him immensely.

He could faintly feel that if he absorbed all the twenty or thirty thousand Primordial Spirit Fruits obtained in The Rift World, added to the seventy or eighty thousand from this harvest, then his Primordial Spirit would be able to grow more than twice as strong, and he could condense a second ring of colored light behind his head.

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