The Asura Immortal Asuras

The Asura Immortal Asuras
CHAPTER 32: 32



Chapter 32: 32


A cynical mutter instantly struck John's mind.


“Gah!” John screamed in pain as he focused on wiping out the lingering thoughts. His soul power flared up as he focused on calming his mind.


A few minutes later, John was finally able to calm down and remove the murmur left behind. He started from the corpse in front of him with shock on his face.


“That's at least ten times more efficient than when cultivating with animal blood essence.”


John only guided a small portion of the blood essence towards the ball dantian for his experimentation. He wanted to see if the human blood essence worked with the art of the Eternal Asura Body. Very surprised, he was immediately overwhelmed.


“The essence of human blood seems to be stronger to cultivate the art of the Eternal Asura Body? Not only that, but it also seemed to resonate with the art of the Eternal Asura Body. I have yet to sense this using the blood essence of the beast. What's going on ? ”


John thought about it for a few minutes but could not come to a definite conclusion.


“I don't think the reason is important, just because it exists. I have to take this body with me.”


John walked over to each corpse and stored it in the spatial area of his palace.


“Luckily no matter how long time passed, not a single one of the corpses of the beasts were rotting in the spatial dimension. Should be the same as human body.”


After collecting the corpses, John began walking towards the city gate. He did not pay attention to the villagers who were in a hurry. After leaving this village, John looked at the map once more before choosing a direction.


“I will arrive at Dreadel Kingdom in a few days.”


That night, John set up camp before beginning his cultivation. A few hours later, he opened his eyes.


“It looks like I have reached the obstacle that father talked about. No matter how I channel Qi into my Dantian, nothing changes.”


Every time John cultivated, he could feel the essence and quality of the Qi changing subtly. This is a sign that he is advancing in his realm. As his comprehension increased, so did his ability to refine a stronger Qi. This was the first time John had stagnated in his cultivation. No matter what he did, the Qi he extracted from his dantian remained the same.


“Well, if my cultivation stops, then I will focus on something else for tonight.”


John sends his sense of divinity towards the ball dantian, where he finds himself floating in front of the palace. John walked up to the sacred gate before he stopped. A holy aura emanated out from the gate, clearing his soul.


“No matter how many times I come here, I remain amazed. I want to know what ‘ is


John sat and meditated in front of the gate for several hours. As he sat there and focused on the holy aura that washes him away, John could feel some faint understanding coming at him. Responding to and understanding the essence of this sacred aura allowed John to learn more about the nature of his soul. This increased understanding also resulted in his soul power slowly but surely growing stronger.


John sat in front of the sacred gate for several hours before he stood up. The soul felt completely refreshed, as if it had just bathed in the most sacred water. John stared at the gate for a moment before walking to his side.


He finally approached the big door. A stern expression appeared on his face as he opened the door.


A vile, evil and evil aura swept over John. The killing! The looting! Desecrate! Pollutes! Destroy it!


All sorts of evil thoughts slipped into John's mind. He steeled his heart and did his best to hold back the remaining murmurs. John took a deep breath before entering the room. Each step forward increased the pressure on John's mind and soul.


Now, however, after enduring this aura night after night, John was able to last for nearly ten minutes before his mind reached its limit.


“Anything to be stronger!” john thought as he gritted his teeth and focused on restraining his aura. Ten minutes later, John felt as if his mind was on the verge of collapse. He hurriedly sent his heavenly sense out to leave the spatial area of the palace.


His camp appeared in front of him once again. John took a gasp of breath after gasping for breath as he held his head. The longer he stayed in that place, the longer it would take to remove the evil murmur from his soul. Fifteen minutes later, John finally calmed down, the murmur successfully cleared.


“I really wonder what's behind that gate. What could cause such a terrifying aura?” John has never experienced anything like that. He took a piece of meat and bit it. After finishing his meal, John practiced the Mountain Shattering Sword and the Five-Step Movement Technique. After spending more than half of his Qi reserves, John stopped practicing and went to sleep exhausted.


A few days later.


John was walking on the main road to the Dreadel Kingdom. He had left the Skycleave Forest the day before, and had been traveling ever since. The road was crowded with people traveling in both directions. Anything from a lone person to a large caravan could be seen.


John finally sees the distant Dreadel Kingdom coming into sight. Although he was still quite far away from her, John was unable to see the end of that kingdom. Nearly thirty meters high stone walls surrounded the entire kingdom. Behind the walls, magnificent buildings are seen lined up on various roads. Perched at the highest point within the walls, a magnificent castle was visible.


“This is much bigger than our clan page. There must be over a hundred thousand people living here!” john thought as he continued walking forward. The Dreadel Kingdom was one of the most outstanding forces within a distance of thousands of miles, and was almost on par with the Fenix Clan in terms of strength.


The ruler of the Kingdom was the Rolde family. They had been the ruling royal family for hundreds of years. Grant Rolde, the king of the Dreadel Kingdom was a powerful Core Formation realm expert. The Dreadel Kingdom and the Fenix Clan had a neutral attitude towards each other. Although they were not enemies, they were also not allies.


After walking for some time, John finally approached the front gate of the kingdom. The gate was dozens of meters high, and was heavily guarded. A long queue unfolded as the guards inspected each visitor.


John was about to step into the line when he heard the commotion behind him.


“Soaring, pig!”


A loud shout echoed. John turned around to see a huge beast rushing forward. A carriage was attached to the beast, and the one who had just shouted was the driver of the carriage.


“A Horse Onyx? It seems to be at the initial Fog Creation level, and the driver seems to be a Body Refinement cultivator thought John


Onyx Horses are often used as travel animals. They were strong enough to pull a large carriage, while still looking graceful. John watched his horse approach. Although the horse was not a threat to him, he still decided to step aside while speeding. The driver, angered by John's late response, attacked with his whip.


“You should have moved faster” cried the man as the whip struck John.


“What?” exclaim that driver. He thought the whip would severely injure the boy. He was already late to his master's show, and now this brat dared to get him into trouble. He whipped the boy to teach him a lesson, but was very surprised to see the boy catch his whip so easily.


“Gah!”


The man was violently pulled from the carriage as John pulled the whip. He fell to the ground, crashing down several times before stopping right at John's feet. The Onyx horse stopped immediately after that.


“What's going on?” yelled an unhappy sounding voice from the carriage and a young man immediately stepped out. She looked to be around fifteen years old, and had short blonde hair and an immature face. The luxurious clothes he was wearing signaled his status.


He was just about to ask his driver what commotion he had when he saw him lying on the ground. He looked at John and narrowed his eyes.


“How do you want to die?” ask the boy.


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