Chapter 74: Going alone

Ouyang Xin's breakthrough caused a sensation in the entire Dragon Palace, and countless monks felt the unparalleled sword force.

Yang Yi just glanced at him silently, then stepped into the room.

Yang Yi was calm inside. He was not suppressed by the breakthrough of everyone outside. He had his own cultivation method. He even remembered the words of Lu Ming, a master of transformation who took him to the underground palace: "Trying to condense nine drops of essence and blood, breaking through to the fifth level of blood coagulation will cause a sensation in the entire Dragon Palace."

Yang Yi didn’t know why he condensed nine drops of essence and blood. What would happen after the nine drops of essence and blood broke through?

"Nine is the most number, and the fourth level of blood coagulation can only condense nine drops of essence and blood at most. Each drop of essence and blood represents a lifespan of one hundred years, and nine drops are nine hundred years!" Yang Yi kept thinking about Liu Qingyun's explanation.

Gradually, a spark of wisdom flashed in Yang Yi's mind, and he seemed to connect the two things together.

"Nine is the most number. Breaking through nine drops of essence and blood will shake the Dragon Palace. Will there be any unexpected gains after the nine drops of essence and blood break through?" Yang Yi frowned, but he would not know these things until the end.

"It will be natural, and if it can be achieved, it will be successful. If it doesn't work, all we have to do now is to practice hard!"

Yang Yi didn't want to delay the opportunity to practice for a minute. The space ring in his hand flew out a large pile of blood crystals, instantly burning into the most pure energy, and was quickly absorbed into his body by Yang Yi.

The blood crystal was originally used for cultivation. Now Yang Yi has more than 27 million blood crystals, which is an unimaginable huge wealth. There are countless bottles of Yuanqi Pills, Bishui Pills, and so many elixirs, even if they are piled up, they will have to pile an ordinary person into the fourth level of blood coagulation.

“Buzz!”

The infinite vitality quickly entered Yang Yi's bloodline, constantly increasing his strength, and the pills were pouring into his mouth as if they were commonplace.

Such a luxurious method of cultivation would make even the richest monks jealous of them when they saw this. They were not practicing, they were simply using endless wealth to build up their cultivation.

Yang Yi didn't care. He just wanted to condense the eighth or even the ninth drop of essence and blood as soon as possible.

Time flies so fast that Yang Yi practices in the room for three months.

In a magnificent room, a man facing majestic and sitting cross-legged on the futon suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes seemed to have two golden rays flashing, which could see through people's hearts.

"Come!" the man shouted in a low voice.

"What's the matter with the elder?" a disciple in a green robe pushed the door open and asked respectfully.

"How many months have this group of geniuses entered the Hualong Palace?"

The disciple pondered for a while before saying, "Report to Elder, it's been ten months."

"Oh? It's ten months, isn't that the one-year test period coming?"

The man showed a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes sterned. He said to the disciple: "Go, watch a man named Yang Yi from the underground palace among these geniuses. I have to tell me any of his movements first, do you know?"

"Disciple understand!" He then left the door.

The man in the room was filled with fierce aura and shouted coldly: "Hmph, it's time, so what if you enter the Dragon Palace? If I want you to die, you will die. Is the magic of my hundred schools so easy to practice?"

This old man was at the ninth level of blood coagulation, and he had already practiced into the golden elixir of Bai Zhantian.

Yang Yi practiced for three months with a rare honesty in these three months. In these three months, he almost never left his home, and his blood crystal was like flowing water. In just three months, his blood crystal used a full ten million blood crystals.

And that's more than 100 bottles of Yuanqi Pill and Bishui Pill. Such terrifying consumption also had an effect, that is, Yang Yi finally condensed eight drops of essence and blood.

This eighth drop of essence and blood is really hard-earned. If you practice so honestly and do not extract any essence and blood to refine it, the consumption of this cultivation is really amazing. It is simply terrifying. Even the richest person may not be able to consume it. This eighth drop of essence and blood is completely accumulated with wealth.

Even those cave owners probably don’t have so much wealth to consume.

The eight drops of essence and blood are indeed powerful. Among these geniuses, in terms of progress, Yang Yi may not have made the most progress, because countless people have already broken through to the fifth level of blood coagulation, but he is the only genius among these genius monks who condensed eight drops of essence and blood, just like Ouyang Xin.

"These eight drops of essence and blood are so difficult to condense, let alone these nine drops of essence and blood. And I still have a feeling that the ninth drop of essence and blood will not be that simple. Not to mention that I still have only tens of millions of blood crystals, even if I have billions of blood crystals, it would be useless!"

Yang Yi's mind became active again. There were two months left for a year. He also wanted to take advantage of the one-year test period to shake the entire Hualong Palace. Therefore, within two months, the ninth drop of essence and blood must be condensed, and even the fifth level of blood coagulation was broken. This is an unimaginable task.

"Abyss Valley, only the infinitely powerful beasts in the Abyss Valley can give me the opportunity to condense the ninth drop of essence and blood, or even break through!"

After Yang thought about it, he said to Liu Kun, the guard outside the house: "Liu Kun, go and invite Brother Liu and Brother Wu to come, and I will say I have something to discuss."

After half a cup of tea, Liu Kun came back, but he did not bring Liu Qingyun and Wu Tiangang.

"Reported to Master Liu and Master Wu have both left the Hualong Palace and went to experience it."

Yang nodded. There were still a few months left. They had just broken through their realm and were probably stimulated by Ouyang Xin again. They wanted to go out and consolidate their realm.

"Since I'm not here, with my current strength, I can go to the Abyss Valley alone, okay, I'll go alone!"

Yang Yi then prepared everything and left the Dragon Palace alone.

In Bai Zhantian's room, a disciple suddenly pushed the door and respectfully said to Bai Zhantian: "Report to Elder, Yang Yi just got up alone and has now left the Dragon Palace, it seems to be going to experience it!"

Bai Zhantian suddenly opened his eyes, his whole body was flashing with a terrifying aura, and he whispered: "Oh? Going out alone? Just right, haha, well done, let's use this martial arts to practice. I'm going out now, you should know what to answer if someone asks?"

"I know, so I say that the elder has gone outside to hone his mood, hoping to transform himself successfully." The disciple's eyes turned, and he seemed very clever.

"Haha, following this elder will inevitably bring you benefits, but if you betray me, hum!"

Bai Zhantian's murderous intent was slightly released, and immediately made this disciple fall into an ice cellar and frightened.

"Disciple, don't dare!"

Then Bai Zhantian flew out.

The disciple looked outside and shook his head slightly. He knew that Bai Zhantian was cruel and ruthless. The one named Yang Yi was probably in danger. But he was just a small servile servant who was not even a formal disciple. How could he dare to say more?
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