Chapter 395: Chapter 243: The Demon Realm Is About to Perish, Great Advancement in Cultivation

Yang Jing withdrew the Great Cave True Thunder.

Elder Jin Xuan had harbored sinister intentions. The moment he was no longer useful, Yang Jing naturally eliminated him without a second thought.

Watching the ashes drift to the ground, Yang Jing sat cross-legged on the meditation cushion, calming his breath and gathering his energy.

After absorbing the World Core, his Inner World underwent a cataclysmic transformation. It was expanding outward at a rate of two feet per breath, and its speed of expansion was accelerating.

Only when the Inner World’s expansion neared a radius of three hundred zhang did it seem to reach some kind of limit, and its growth gradually slowed.

With a flicker of his Divine Thought, Yang Jing appeared inside his Inner World. The greatest change, beyond its sheer size, was that it now resembled a true world.

Clouds gathered and scattered, the sun rose and the moon set, all resonating with the Yin Yang Magical Power within Yang Jing’s body.

A great river flowed out of the void, bisecting the entire world. Earth had piled high to form jagged mountains, and veins of fire lay dormant within them, ready to erupt at any moment.

Furthermore, Metal Qi and Wood Qi lay buried within the earth, gathering their power and waiting to be unleashed.

Yang Jing’s Divine Fragment plunged deep underground, passing through several zhang of soil to enter a space composed entirely of Yin Qi.

The Red Yin Death Demon and all the Five Aggregates Demons he had captured from the outside world were sealed within this space.

The Five Aggregates Demons were still full of vigor, but the Yin Death Demon was on its last breath, having had too much of its Cultivation refined away.

When they saw Yang Jing’s Divine Fragment, they immediately cowered in a corner, trembling with fear.

Yang Jing withdrew his Divine Fragment. For him, the Inner World was currently just a tool for refining Celestial Demons. Legend had it that in the Upper Realm, there was an Earth Immortal Technique that required one to cultivate a Dao Field and transform it into a Grotto Heaven.

Unfortunately, this technique was not known to exist in the Nine Heavens World.

Pushing the matter to the back of his mind, Yang Jing activated his Inner World to refine the Red Yin Death Demon, extracting a torrent of Spiritual Mechanism and converting it into Magical Power.

For the next two years, Yang Jing focused his energy primarily on advancing his Magical Power. With his disciples Iron Head and Yinjiao directing the overall effort and Zuoqiu Feng holding down the fort, the campaign to eliminate the Demon Realm proceeded with great success.

The Demon Realm lingering in the Northern Domain was shrinking at an astonishing rate.

If he hadn’t been worried that advancing his Magical Power too quickly would destabilize his foundation and hinder his future Core Formation, his efforts over the past two years would have been enough to reach the Eighth Layer of Foundation Establishment.

Even so, Yang Jing’s Cultivation still reached the Seventh Layer of Foundation Establishment, and his Magical Power, refined by the True and False Five Elements Wheel, was exceptionally pure.

But Yang Jing’s progress over these two years was not limited to his Magical Power.

His Divine Sense, the weakest of the Three Treasures of Essence, Qi, and Spiritual, had also made great strides through his cultivation of the Five Dragons Hibernation Scripture, finally keeping pace with the advancement of his Magical Power and his physical body.

The Divine Dragon that guarded his Primordial Spirit within his sea of consciousness had become two—one cyan, one yellow.

The only slight shortcoming was his limited progress with the True Yang Body, due to his divided focus. However, empowered by his numerous Talents, even a Top Tier Demon of the same Cultivation was no match for his Power of the Flesh.

His physical body now far surpassed the requirements for Core Formation.

Sitting cross-legged on his meditation cushion, Yang Jing suddenly opened his eyes. The sheer power of his Divine Sense caused a flash of Profound Light to streak through the dim chamber.

He glanced at the dust that had accumulated in the Quiet Chamber. With a surge of Magical Power, a light breeze swirled, gathering the dust into a ball. A flicker of True Fire then incinerated it completely.

Rising to his feet, Yang Jing left the Quiet Chamber and found his disciple, Ji Feng, sitting cross-legged just outside. He was holding a Jade Scroll, engrossed in his studies.

Of all his disciples, Ji Feng was the most hardworking in his cultivation.

Three months prior, with the help of a Foundation Establishment Pill, this disciple had successfully completed the Dao Listening Foundation Establishment, becoming a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

He had been quite fortunate; in addition to the Five Elements Escape Technique, he had also gained a Legendary Talent: the Fire Phoenix Body.

With this new Talent, not only had Ji Feng’s Power of the Flesh increased dramatically, but his control over various types of True Fire had also grown much stronger.

"Master!"

Ji Feng’s face lit up with delight upon seeing his master emerge from the Quiet Chamber.

After breaking the Nine Nether Profound Separation World Creation Array, his master had entered a long period of seclusion and rarely emerged. Even Ji Feng hadn’t seen him for nearly two months.

"You only reached Foundation Establishment a short while ago. You should be in seclusion stabilizing your Cultivation," Yang Jing said. "I’m not in a life-or-death seclusion; there’s no need for you all to take turns standing guard."

"It is a disciple’s duty to serve. With Master in seclusion, how could I not stand watch with all my heart?"

Ji Feng said with a solemn expression.

Yang Jing shook his head and walked out of the Cave Mansion.

Ji Feng followed behind his master. ’Even though I’ve reached Foundation Establishment, the gap in Power between Master and me feels like it’s only grown wider.’

’Before Foundation Establishment, Master was like a towering mountain shrouded in clouds; I couldn’t see its peak and could only guess at its height. After Foundation Establishment, he’s like a deep, dark pool; I can only see the placid surface, with no way to gauge its true depth.’

Because the Demon Realm had receded so much, they had to fly for a long time after leaving the Seven Luminaries Demon-Slaying Array before they could even glimpse the Demon Realm in the distance.

The Demon Realm had now shrunk to only a thousand zhang across; one could see to the other side with a single glance. A series of Grand Arrays surrounded the entire region, constantly plucking Celestial Demons from within its borders.

’The thousand-year Demon Realm... its destruction is at hand.’

Through his Tongyou Dharma Eye, Yang Jing could see the cracks in the Heaven and Earth Embryonic Membrane within the Demon Realm continuously spewing out Demonic Qi, attempting to resist the crushing pressure of the surrounding Spiritual Qi.

It was like a desperate, cornered beast, refusing to vanish from the Nine Heavens World.

Yang Jing beckoned with a hand, and the Wanhua Child flew up into the air, guiding the Demon-Catching Tripod to a halt before him.

Throughout the war to destroy the Demon Realm, the Demon-Catching Tripod had benefited more than anyone and anything, second only to Yang Jing himself. Its brilliant light was now contained within, and its golden body had taken on an air of ancient simplicity.

It resembled a Treasure Tripod that had been refined for centuries; one would never guess it had been forged only two years ago.

"Master, over the last month or two, the Mid Tier Celestial Demons in the Demon Realm have become truly scarce. We’ve only managed to capture two hundred and seventy," the Wanhua Child reported.

Yang Jing had been able to cultivate peacefully in his Quiet Chamber precisely because the Wanhua Child periodically delivered Celestial Demons to him.

"The Demon Realm is on the verge of destruction. It’s inevitable that our harvest will dwindle."

’In any case, my Inner World is already filled with Mid Tier Celestial Demons captured by the army—more than enough for me to cultivate to Foundation Establishment Perfection.’

When the soldiers of the Demon Suppression Army within the Grand Array saw Yang Jing in the sky, they immediately erupted in a tsunami of cheers.

In the process of eradicating the Demon Realm, countless old Cave Mansions of the Nine Yang Sect had been uncovered. Although most were severely damaged and had been ravaged by Celestial Demons, many soldiers had still reaped great rewards while excavating them.

Yang Jing only asked for the Jade Scrolls and ancient texts from the Cave Mansions, taking none of the other treasures for himself. He even shielded the soldiers from outside pressure.

This, naturally, won him the army’s unwavering loyalty.

Furthermore, with the Demon Realm on the verge of collapse, some cultivators from powerful backgrounds were growing restless, eager to claim a share of the glory for its destruction.

In their minds, while they couldn’t steal Yang Jing’s glory, they could certainly take it from the common soldiers under his command.

However, Yang Jing firmly resisted these spoiled scions who wanted to swoop in and steal the credit. He only accepted some younger relatives of his close associates to supplement his forces, refusing to replace a single one of his original soldiers.

Without his insistence, at least a third of the Demon Suppression Army below would have likely been replaced.

"Master!"

Iron Head and Yinjiao, who were directing the army, flew into the air.

They looked at Yang Jing with excitement.

"Good."

Seeing that both of their auras had advanced considerably and that they had both reached the Second Layer of Foundation Establishment, Yang Jing nodded in satisfaction.

"Master, in about another month, the Demon Realm should be completely erased from the Northern Domain," Iron Head reported. Possessing an Array Dao Talent, a Bright Qi Talent, and the Grotto Dark Dharma Eye, he had been observing day and night to calculate the exact date of the Demon Realm’s final disappearance.

"Excellent. When the time comes, we can invite the Governor to witness the event."

Yang Jing nodded in satisfaction. He had emerged from seclusion precisely because he had estimated the Demon Realm was about to be destroyed; he just hadn’t expected it to happen even sooner than he’d predicted.