The surroundings were boundless.

 That was a plot of mysterious land without any plants. There were stone pillars as high as the sky everywhere.

 “Is this the interior of the pagoda… Self-contained space, such Mystical Instruments are at least of a Divine tier.” Xu Yang exclaimed, amazed at what he was seeing.

 Mystical Instruments were the weapons and accessories made by craftsmen. It could magnify the strength of Mystical Warriors to the utmost of its abilities.

 Mystical Instruments were categorized into tiers. They were the Sacred, Divine, Earth, and Mortal tiers.

 Xu Yang’s mind ran through his thoughts over and over again. Since the pagoda could be hidden in the clan founder’s statue, it should not be a low-tier Mystical Instrument. It would not be surprising if it were a Divine-tier Mystical Instrument.

 2“It could even be a Sacred-tier Mystical Instrument. I’m going to be rich.” the thought that struck Xu Yang vanished as abruptly as it came. He started to explore the space that he was in.

 3Xu Yang walked in front of one of the stone pillars. It was as tall as the sky, its thickness could be hundreds in feet.

 After Xu Yang went one round around the pillar, he found a corpse with its shoulder bone that was penetrated by a blackgold chain, there was a line of words on the top of its head:

 “Suppressed Li Junbi of the Divine Wrath Kingdom!”

 “The Divine Wrath Kingdom… This great kingdom has been recorded in historical books. The country ruled dozens of small countries. The country possessed billions of miles of land and populations of hundreds of billions. The country was very powerful! Li Junbi, as the last emperor of the kingdom, was a Mystical Emperor!”

 Xu Yang was utterly amazed. A master who had been standing on the peak of the land could be killed in this tiny pagoda?

 He paced toward another pillar and saw another corpse which was penetrated by a blackgold chain. There was also a line of words on the top of its head:

 “Suppressed Xu Haitao of the Dark Sky Kingdom!”

 The Dark Sky Kingdom was recorded in the historical books as well. It was a nation which was as strong as Divine Wrath Kingdom. Xu Haitao was the last emperor of the kingdom too.

 Xu Yang then continued his exploration in panic.

 “Suppressed Gao Cangming of River Surge Kingdom!”

 “Suppressed Ren Jixing of Dong Heng Kingdom!”

 “Suppressed Hua Miaoyu of Fragrant Lotus Kingdom!”

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 “Seventy nine, eighty, eighty one…” Xu Yang was more and more surprised as he continued counting the number of pillars. There were a total of eighty one pillars in this tiny pagoda. This meant that it had suppressed eighty one emperors from the great kingdoms. There were eighty one Mystical Emperors!”

 2Xu Yang was utterly shocked.

 After a long while, Xu Yang finally reacted.

 “It seems that the word I saw on the pagoda at first… was Mystical Suppressing Pagoda?” Xu Yang mumbled. “It is truly a Mystical Cultivator suppressor. Those people who were suppressed here were all terrific people who stood at the pinnacle of Mystical Cultivators. If they were still alive, the earth might tremble when they walk. The wind and clouds may merge together thunderously when they reach out their hands!”

 2“Sh*t, how do I get out from here?” Xu Yang said out loud in exasperation, the clog wheels in his head working furiously. As he was thinking of a way out, he suddenly felt the world spinning once more and was moments later ejected from the Inner Realm. He was once again sitting cross-legged as he was before. However, the eighty-one pillars in the endless land had disappeared without any trace.

 “So I am able to leave if I think about leaving.” Xu Yang muttered, after a sudden realization of what had happened.

 “What are you doing, Xu Yang?” A voice came behind.

 Xu Yang turned his head and saw one of the members of the Solo Cultivators, Du Ming. His cultivation stage was at that of an Intermediate Mystical Learner.

 Du Ming was Lu Song’s faithful subordinate. Taking advantage of Lu Song’s authority, he would always order the previous Xu Yang to do everything for him and scold him when he was slightly displeased.

 “The guys are waiting for you to look for water. How dare you hide here and rest as you please?” Du Ming walked toward him, sneering widely. “Is your skin itching because you haven’t been hit today? Do you need me to help you loosen your bones?”

 Xu Yang looked coldly at Du Ming. Although his cultivation and body strength were stronger than Xu Yang’s, Xu Yang was not afraid to fight him!

 Xu Yang was from the future, ten thousand years from now—the era where Mystical Qi was so scarce. The Mystical Cultivators had, through time, refined their melee combat skills to an astonishing level. As long as their gap in strength fell within a certain range, they could make that up with skills.

 1Du Ming was surprised, and his face soon turned dark. He had expected Xu Yang to look terrified and beg for mercy after his threats. However, Xu Yang did nothing of that sort. Xu Yang stared at him coldly, as if he was looking at some kind of inferior creature with low intelligence.

 “Very well, Brother Song was right. It seems that you have really become so stupid to the point where you’ve forgotten the lessons that you have gone through!” Du Ming folded his sleeves and said. “Let this little master of yours refresh your memory, kneel!”

 Du Ming rushed forward with large steps, before raising his palm high up in the air in front of him as his arms crackled loudly with a burst of power. In the next moment, his aura burst out into the atmosphere around him, and it was as if he had even grown taller and bulkier.

 Du Ming’s palm came down with a whistle. He did not intend to hit Xu Yang hard. The landing point he had chosen was Xu Yang’s left shoulder. He thought that Xu Yang would fall to his knees immediately, at least breaking a few of his bones.

 “You are looking for death.” Xu Yang’s eyes were cold. He turned his body swiftly—just like a slippery boa. He bypassed Du Ming’s palm and gave him a jab at his ribs.

 That was one of the melee-combat skills of Mystical Cultivators ten thousand years later. It was called the Tibetan Snake Stance. There were a total of eight moves for the Tibetan Snake Stance. Each stance would focus one’s strength, avoid the enemy’s attacks, and launch a life-threatening attack where the enemy least expected. It was similar to the swift and violent flutter of a viper.

 Du Ming shouted in pain. He was pushed more than ten feet away and rolled about on the ground twice. This punch made him feel pain in his heart and lungs, and his intestines were almost ruptured.

 Du Ming looked at Xu Yang with great suspicion, and he got up and ran hurriedly toward the valley.

 “Coward.”

 1Xu Yang sneered. Such a minor character like Du Ming was simply not worth his attention. Xu Yang felt that his body was very sore and his waist felt like it had almost been broken into two sections from suddenly using a difficult melee-combat technique like the Tibetan Snake Stance on this untrained body. Xu Yang might not be able to sustain if Du Ming was brave enough to attack again.

 “Although the punch just now has driven off Du Ming, two major problems have been revealed. First, this body is really stiff and inflexible, so it is difficult to use any of the sophisticated fighting skills. Second, the body is too weak. It can’t kill anyone with the body strength of only two or three Juns.”

 “If I had the seven Jun body strength like other Early Mystical Learners, that punch would definitely be enough to smash Du Ming’s intestines into pieces. I could even kill him!” Xu Yang shook his head. “My objective now is to strengthen this body.”

 2There were many ways to temper one’s body with Mystical Qi in the future. Xu Yang would have to utilize the Mystical Energy in his Star Ocean to strengthen his body as the foundation of this body was terrible.

 Doing this would be something that was unheard of in this era. Which Mystical Learner did not want to fill his Star Ocean as soon as possible? Who would not want to turn illusions into reality, condense the turbine of Mystical Qi, and escalate to the realm of Mystical Warrior? By taking Mystical Energy from one’s Star Ocean to temper one’s body, was treated as a heresy by Mystical Learners as it was a way to sacrifice one’s foundation to reach the end.

 Only Xu Yang who came from the future with endless magic skills and secret scrolls in his mind could understand what foundation meant, and what the end entailed!

 Xu Yang climbed up a slightly higher mound and looked around. He found a hidden place in the forest and started the first step of tempering his body.

 The faint mist of Mystical Energy was rapidly absorbed by each of the Mystical Veins in his Star Ocean, as the energy flowed rapidly throughout his body.

 Xu Yang made a low sound as his body made a crackling and popping sound. He extended his fist flatly and turned it halfway through. It was like hugging a ball, as he then turned and moved his feet accordingly… he began to practice the eight moves of the Tibetan Snake Stance.

 That was the method used by the future Mystical Cultivators to drain the natural Mystical Energy. They were used to refine their body by introducing Mystical Energy into their body while using it.

 Mystical Energy was so scarce in the future. It was way too hard to communicate with the natural Mystical Qi by using the old Qi-Introducing Technique—Lotus Position. After ten thousand years of accumulation, finally there was a genius Mystical Cultivator who had created the Dynamic-Static Combined Qi-Introducing Technique. It multiplied the introduction of Qi and drew Mystical Energy of various attributes directly corresponding to the Mystical Cultivator’s physical strength.

 The Dynamic-Static Combined Qi-Introducing Technique was composed of eight animal stances including the Tibetan Snake Stance. It was definitely the masterpiece of wisdom of uncountable Mystical Cultivators for ten thousand years. It was not only performed well on Qi-Introduction, but also tempered body strength and improved body flexibility greatly. Their reflexes and flexibility would be greatly improved after long-term cultivation.

 “The Tibetan Snake Stance, Running Horse Stance, Dragonfish Stance…” Xu Yang’s fists gave birth to the wind. He did all sixty-four moves of the eight stances in an instant. He was slow at first, but he soon became faster and faster.”

 1With Xu Yang as the center, the natural Mystical Qi gathered toward him at a terrifying speed, forming a vortex of Mystical Qi.

 “What a fascinatingly rich Mystical Qi!” Xu Yang sighed. While introducing natural Mystical Qi, he violently absorbed the mist of Mystical Energy in the Star Ocean. Soon after, the faint mist became thinner and thinner.

Mystical Energy flowed through the mystical veins, slowly infiltrating every corner of his body. This process was accompanied by severe pain, it seemed like every inch of skin was being pierced by a knife. Xu Yang felt a sheen of sweat forming on his forehead. His face was pale but his pair of black eyes shone brightly.

 His effort was not for naught. Every bone in his body, and every inch of muscle fiber were caroling and slowly drawing Mystical Energy emitted from the mystical vein, making the body even stronger.

 After operating a round of Dynamic-Static Combined Qi-Introducing Technique, Xu Yang felt his body becoming lighter. It seemed like the chains on his body had suddenly been broken. His pores were wide open, and a thick black gelatinous substance was discharged.

 “There are so many impurities in the body. That’s why this body is so weak.”

 Xu Yang inspected his physical condition again. His Star Ocean had been reduced by half at the moment. The original mist of Mystical Energy was even thinner and harder to see.

 “My cultivation has dropped from that of an Early Mystical Learner to that of Beginner tier—like I have just opened up my Star Ocean.” Xu Yang smiled slightly, not feeling any sadness whatsoever. “However, my physical strength… has greatly improved!”

 Xu Yang shouted loudly, and stepped forward like a huge dragon, punching forward as he did so. His fist whistled and created a wind vortex, his punch landed on a big tree with a thickness of that of an adult’s hug. The trunk shook and a few yellow leaves fell.

 “This punch weighed six Juns!” Xu Yang was still a little dissatisfied, but recalling that the foundation of this body was weak, this would do for now.

 One must know that someone like Du Ming, with a cultivation of an Intermediate Mystical Learner, had only five Juns of body strength.

 Xu Yang could beat Du Ming easily with purely his body strength without any other tricks up his sleeves if he were to be confronted once again.

 In the valley, Du Ming ran back all the way with a nervous expression on his face. He turned his head from time to time, worried that Xu Yang was behind him.

“Why are you the only one back? Where is that sh*tty young master?” Lu Song frowned and shouted at him.