"The Ghost Mage Sect used the ancient sacrificial method to try to recreate the Ancestral Magus and recreate the ancient sorcery path…"
Lu Xuan looked at the Ancestral Magus in front of him.
He had already seen through the essence of this blood mist giant.
The mage ancestor had long fallen in ancient times, and even true sorcery could not be passed down.
For example, the Ghost Mage Sect only had a superficial knowledge of sorcery and the art of controlling ghosts.
Instead of resurrecting the mage ancestors from the past, the Ghost Mage Sect used the sacrificial method and the Ancestral Mage Bone Plate to nurture a new Ancestral Magus.
The Ancestral Magus possessed intelligence the moment he was born, and a complete Mage Dao would be born in his body.
Although it had just been born, it already had endless potential. There were no cultivation shackles in this kind of living being. As long as it kept devouring the blood of living beings, it could grow into a true Ancestral Magus.
The only thing that puzzled him was that the Ghost Mage Sect was only a Nascent Soul sect, yet it could actually create such a huge scheme.
Was this reasonable?
Lu Xuan analyzed calmly, and what responded to him was a punch from the new Ancestral Magus.
The fist condensed from blood Qi crashed down on Lu Xuan's head. The newly born Ancestral Magus already possessed terrifying power.
Boom!
As the punch landed, the ground cracked open. A huge crack spread out, and the mountain was torn in half like paper.
Fortunately, Lu Xuan was fine.
That was because the Ancestral Magus had missed.
Lu Xuan's body did not move, but there was a faint layer of golden light emitting from his body.
[Golden Core Secret Technique: Triple Lifetime Buddha and Demon Body].
It was written by Lu Xuan the day before yesterday.
After suppressing and obliterating the third body of the Heavenly Demon in the City of Death, he created this technique.
This was a time-based escape technique.
Lu Xuan's body did not exist at this point in time when the Ancestral Magus' attack landed, so the attack missed.
Lu Xuan pondered. This escape technique still needed to be developed.
For example, he could try to stay still and let the enemy's attack land on other time nodes.
As an escape technique, it was very reasonable for it to be able to dodge skills.
He tested the newly developed Golden Core secret technique.
On the other side, Ancestral Magus' attack missed, and another palm pressed down.
This time, Lu Xuan did not dodge. He raised his hand and caught the mountain-sized bloody palm.
His palm glowed and he turned his wrist slightly.
It was as if an invisible hand had grabbed the Ancestral Magus' finger and twisted it forcefully!
The Ancestral Magus had just been born and had yet to take shape. He was still in a state of blood mist. With a twist of this invisible hand, his entire finger exploded!
Lu Xuan jumped into the air.
At this moment, the sky was as bright as day. The light came too suddenly.
Outside the battlefield, Cheng Lingzhu raised a fair hand to shield her eyes. In the blazing light, she saw a huge ancient city appear in the void.
The ancient city was squarish and covered the sky. There was a chaotic mist around it. It revealed a corner of itself from the void and then invaded this world domineeringly. It was as if it was cast from immortal gold and emitted a golden light.
The city gate was tall, and the city walls were thick and mottled. There were many traces of magic artifacts left on them.
Some were shaped like swords and sabers, some were shaped like axes and other weather-beaten weapons, to name a few.
There were also murals of ferocious beasts, sacred trees, immortals, Buddhas, demons, and devils engraved on them. The various images were vivid and lifelike.
"Buddhist…mandala?"
Cheng Lingzhu looked up at the sky.
The first thing she thought of was this item.
The Great Impermanent Temple of the Western Buddhist Sect had a huge mandala. It was not only the dojo where the Lord Buddha and Bodhisattva lived but also where a terrifying magic artifact was. It was said to be able to suppress all things and even freeze time and space.
However, the aura of the ancient Xianjin city that appeared in front of him was completely different from that of the Buddhist mandala.
Cheng Lingzhu was a little uncertain.
The ancient Xianjin appeared and pressed down from the sky.
The newborn Ancestral Magus instinctively felt threatened. He roared at the sky, raised his head, raised his arms, and lifted them up to the sky.
At this moment, the Ancestral Magus' two arms formed an arc like a bull's horn, resisting the suppression from the ancient city.
Ancient mage runes appeared on his arm, and the power of ancient sorcery that was born in his body was mobilized.
Ancient sorcery would conquer the heavens!
"This is not your era."
The ancient Xianjin suppressed him. Lu Xuan leaped up and stood on the city wall.
He stepped down.
Bang!
With the first kick, the Ancestral Magus' arms were broken and his head was pressed down!
Bang!
With the second kick, the Ancestral Magus' body collapsed like a mountain. His legs bent and he staggered to his knees!
Bang!
With the third kick, the Ancestral Magus' spine broke and his body exploded!
Lu Xuan killed the Ancestral Magus with three kicks. Divine light circulated in the ancient Xianjin and refined the Ancestral Magus' true blood.
On the wall, a lifelike figure appeared.
Lu Xuan wanted to see how powerful a true Ancestral Magus would be.
However, if the new Ancestral Magus wanted to grow, he would have to swallow a huge amount of living beings' blood Qi, and he was completely unwilling to communicate with him.
Then, he could not be left alive.
They were done.
Lu Xuan exhaled slowly.
Cheng Lingzhu's previous judgment was indeed wrong.
This ancient Xianjin wasn't a divine ability or magic artifact of the Buddhist Sect.
Instead…it was Lu Xuan's Golden Core.
The Golden Core of a normal cultivator didn't look like this.
However, ordinary cultivators would not have been stuck in the Golden Core stage for 9,000 years.
According to the records in the founder's letter, there were cultivators who only cultivated a single stage in ancient times.
For example, after the ninth level of Qi, they would continue to cultivate to the tenth, eleventh, and twelfth levels…
There was a similar method for Golden Core. After his Nascent Soul escaped a few times, Lu Xuan began to work on this.
Between increasing the number of Golden Cores and increasing the quality of the Golden Cores, he chose the latter.
The process was rather difficult, but as a genius who would advance to a major stage every three years, he had found a path that was suitable for himself. It could be considered a little achievement.
Lu Xuan was humble.
The dust settled.
He descended from the sky.
Cheng Lingzhu was in a daze, feeling a little traumatized.
Lu Xuan waved his hand in front of her.
Cheng Lingzhu came back to her senses.
"You...Are you really a Golden Core cultivator?"
Cheng Lingzhu looked suspicious.
How could there be such a powerful Golden Core?
It didn't make sense to cheat, right?
"This is what a Golden Core is like." Lu Xuan was very honest.
He paused.
"Moreover, if I say that I am an old Mahayana guru who has lived for thousands of years, would you believe me?"
"I definitely didn't believe it in the beginning, but now…" Cheng Lingzhu was very suspicious.
"Don't think too much. I'm indeed a Golden Core, the genuine kind," Lu Xuan said.
"A senior in the sect left behind a piece of True Immortal's remains before he ascended to the Upper World. I used it…After this trip is over, I still have to go back and regenerate."
He casually made up an excuse.
As a great senior, he still paid great attention to protecting the Dao hearts of his juniors.
After all, he was only in his twenties, but he already had such powerful strength. If others knew, they would definitely feel inferior and their Dao path might even be affected.
Lu Xuan thought about it and encouraged, "Fellow Daoist Cheng, you have a wonderful talent. If you cultivate well, you will definitely become a magnate in the future…Perhaps in the future, when someone writes about the path of the saintess of the Dushi Sword House, they will mention my name."
"Senior Brother Lu, you flatter me…"
Cheng Lingzhu was a little embarrassed to receive praise so suddenly, and her face flushed slightly.
Little girls were easy to fool. Lu Xuan nodded in satisfaction and walked to the other side of the valley.
Chu Han, the Crown Prince of Dongping, was still lying in a corner, unconscious.