Suddenly, a strange phenomenon appeared in the sky above Shi Village, and a red cloud like a tornado went straight into the sky.

The little guy sat cross-legged under the willow tree, with runes all over his body.

His young body burst out with tens of thousands of pounds of divine power from the ultimate level of the Blood Moving Realm. His qi and blood roared and condensed into nine blood-colored volcanoes in the void.

The magma-like life force fell down, transforming the grass and trees within a ten-foot radius into towering trees.

“boom–“

When the tenth rune volcano rose from the ground, the sky suddenly cracked into a dark gap, and thunderclouds poured down.

The old patriarch Shi Yunfeng felt the bone staff in his hand tremble as he realized that this was not ordinary lightning.

“This thunder is coming towards the little one!!”

The first divine thunder struck, and the little guy’s hair was instantly singed.

He instinctively activated the magic technique taught by Jiang Xuan, and a thunder rune appeared on his palm, swallowing up 30% of the thunder.

“Master, look!”

The little one was surprised to find that the runes in his body were being reorganized. “These thunders are helping me practice magic!”

Just as he finished speaking, another divine thunder transformed into the form of Vermillion Bird and swooped down.

Shi Hao stepped on the magic of the Suanni and flew into the air. He spread his arms like a Kunpeng flapping its wings and tore the Thunder Bird into two halves.

A bright and precious light shone through the charred skin – it turned out that the body was being tempered by the thunder from the sky.

“Don’t go to the spiritual medicine field, you little brat!”

Jiang Xuan looked at the figure jumping up and down in the purple lightning, feeling helpless.

With a wave of his hand, the thunder retreated.

When the last divine thunder dissipated and the little guy stumbled to the ground, nine caves around him were spinning like star rings.

The most bizarre one is the furnace-shaped cave, in which the phantom of a furnace is floating, which coincides with his real name and magical power.

“Nine caves!”

Shi Qingfeng’s great grandfather was so excited that his hair and beard were shaking. “It takes an ordinary cultivator a hundred years of hard work to obtain a cave. Even the genius of the imperial capital needs three years to cultivate a cave.”

“Even the Human Emperor has not been able to cultivate nine caves…”

Before he finished speaking, the Honglu Cave Heaven suddenly swallowed up the essence from all directions, and the other eight cave heavens were drawn by it and began to move on their own like stars surrounding the moon.

Jiang Xuan stared at the strange phenomenon of the interweaving of laws and was not surprised at all. The little guy could be the future Emperor Huang Tian.

Being able to do what others cannot do is basic operation.

I remember that I could go to the Ten Caves to refine the only divine ring and evolve the world inside my body.

When the charred old skin fell off, the little thing’s whole body was shining with lapis lazuli light.

Rune chains can be vaguely seen entwined around the internal organs, a sign of the perfect fusion of the ultimate physical body of the Blood Moving Realm and the Cave Heaven Realm.

He poked the smoking hair out of curiosity, and suddenly his eyes widened: “My Supreme Oven is solidifying!”

The mysterious runes on the chest flowed and resonated with the Hongfu Cave.

The branches of the willow god gently stroked past, and a voice came from the chaotic mist: “Use the thunder of catastrophe as a hammer and the cave heaven as a furnace, you can forge an indestructible body.”

The little guy nodded as if he understood, but he didn’t notice that the lightning patterns remaining on the ends of his hair were quietly seeping into his bones.

“I want to open up ten caves in heaven!” After listening to Jiang Xuan’s narration of ancient secrets, the little guy pointed at the furnace with shining eyes: “Do you think this lightning pattern looks like the prototype of the tenth cave?”

The old patriarch exclaimed, looking towards his own cave. He had also gained a lot from his trials in the Hongmeng Dao Tree.

However, at this moment, it seemed bleak and dull: “Decades of practice to obtain the Six Caves of Heaven is not as good as half a day’s work.”

Jiang Xuan looked at the young man who was running around the village chasing the lightning pattern and said with a smile: “He may be able to break the limit of the eight realms.”

“The thunder tribulation you summoned is very interesting.” After a long time, Willow God spoke.

“In my era, if you don’t have thunder tribulation, you can’t be considered a genius.” “In your era?” The Willow God’s branches trembled.

……

Jiang Xuan stood on top of the clouds with his hands behind his back, the smoke from Shi Village reflected in his eyes.

The five-year-old child can exert a force of 120,000 kilograms with just a wave of his arm, and his blood and energy surge into the sky like a dragon.

How can this be an ordinary child?
It is clearly the reincarnation of an ancient great power and the restoration!
When the little guy broke through the Blood Realm, thunderclouds in the sky rolled up like a raging sea, and the mighty power of heaven turned into three thousand rays of calamity that fell down.

However, the little guy used his physical body to withstand the thunder catastrophe and refined the divine thunder into the foundation of the cave heaven.

Now, nine caves are hanging behind him, filled with chaotic energy. The sun, moon, mountains and rivers are evolving in each cave, which is three years ahead of the original trajectory.

“Invincible in the same level.” Jiang Xuan sighed softly, his fingertips passing through the void, causing ripples.

Those ancient descendants who claimed to suppress the current world were nothing more than chickens and dogs in his eyes.

Even if he is a descendant of the golden-winged Roc, he would probably not be able to withstand a punch from that little guy.

With such extraordinary talent, even if those ancient freaks among the self-proclaimed gods in the upper realm were to awaken, their hearts would probably be shattered.

Jiang Xuan saw a day like this: the geniuses of the nine heavens and ten earths were bloodied, the heirs of the immortal family were suppressed and could not raise their heads, and the so-called first generation and those with double pupils all became a joke in front of the little guy.

What’s even more terrifying is that the cultivation speed of this evildoer is still skyrocketing, and the mystery of the creation of the Hongmeng Dao Tree has turned into a ladder to heaven under his feet.

The little guy is destined to embark on the path of eternal dictatorship, and the so-called competition among peers has long lost its meaning.

Perhaps only a certain old man-eating Rubik’s Cube is qualified to be his opponent.

Dusk gradually casts a shadow on the eaves of the stone village, and figures shuttle under the ancient trees at the entrance of the village.

Two years later, the little one is seven years old.

The seven-year-old kid was lying on the bamboo couch holding a can of warm milk.

He is leaving Shicun.

He is going to Butian Pavilion to practice.

Although he is about to embark on a long journey, he is still like a greedy young animal, eager to drink enough milk.

As the skinny monkey’s mother and other village women packed up the little one’s luggage, they kept muttering, “Once this child leaves, the kitchen will be even quieter.”

“The little one has never left the village.” Shi Linhu’s deep voice cuts through the smoke, “But the young eagle must leave the nest! Back then, the Blood Moving Realm shook the Great Wilderness, and now the Cave Heaven Realm will make the Eight Regions tremble!”

Shi Qingfeng wiped the bone arrow and chuckled: “Uncle Lin Hu, the inscription on the monument of ‘Iron Pot Boiling Beast Milk’ in the Xushen Realm two years ago.”

“Ahem!” Patriarch Shi Yunfeng interrupted at the right time, his eyes sweeping over the snotty kid who was trying to hold back his laughter in the corner.

Everyone tacitly changed the subject and carefully packed the dried beast meat into the rattan box.

Some secrets will eventually have to be left for the young man who is traveling far away to keep himself.

The fragrance of frankincense was steaming in the room. Jiang Xuan stared at his disciple’s puffy cheeks, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the cracks on the alchemy furnace.

This child can always break the heaviness in serious moments, just like now, it is clearly the time of parting, but the sipping sound has turned it into a scene of afternoon snack.

“When you go, don’t let anyone see you drinking milk.” He couldn’t help but remind her.

“Master, you are wrongly accusing me!” The young man was so anxious that he knocked over the pottery jar, and the milky liquid dripped along the edge of the table. “Qingfeng said that I was weaned last month!”

Jiang Xuan gently wiped away the milk stains from the corner of his mouth, and slipped out a jade bottle engraved with Taotie patterns from his sleeve: “If you are really greedy, use this to store it.” On the inside of the jade bottle, densely packed hidden array patterns glowed faintly.

When the Morning Star leaped onto the branch, Shi Hao stepped onto the Green Scaled Eagle carrying a bag full of spiritual medicines.

He looked back at Shicun for the last time and saw his master standing on the roof. The moonlight made the figure look as straight as a spear.

The young man didn’t know that in the sleeve pockets of his blue shirt, there were thirty-seven jars of animal milk sealed with ice marrow.

(End of this chapter)