Chapter 1515
Late Stage of Mahayana
Chapter 1515 Late Stage of Mahayana
Just as Murong Yuyao and others were leading the human army in a fierce battle against the White Feather Clan, Liu Changxu in his secluded cultivation room was also making every effort to break through.
He knew all too well that, given the current dire situation, every extra day he remained in seclusion, countless human civilians outside might fall victim to the White Feather Clan's slaughter.
This heavy responsibility transformed into the driving force for his breakthrough, causing him to no longer proceed step by step as usual, but instead to use all the spiritual items that could help him break through and devote all his efforts to the breakthrough.
He drank the ninth-grade superior golden liquid in large gulps, and the powerful spiritual energy exploded in his body instantly, greatly enhancing the power of his dantian.
He refined the golden apples, each imbued with pure spiritual power, transforming them into a vast energy that nourished his meridians and enhanced his magical cultivation.
He even took the only ninth-grade superior sun fruit he obtained from the Blue Demon Clan, as well as the blue soul liquid that could strengthen the divine soul.
In an instant, the meditation room was filled with spiritual light, and various energies intertwined to form a dazzling cocoon of light, enveloping Liu Changxu within it.
He circulated his cultivation technique faster and faster, the fluctuations of his magical power surging like raging waves, constantly impacting the barrier of the late-stage Mahayana realm. Each impact was accompanied by the trembling of his muscles and bones and the roar of spiritual energy, as if to tear this space apart.
Seeing that he had reached the most critical point, Liu Changxu's originally anxious mood suddenly became clear, and he quickly suppressed the turmoil in his heart.
He knew very well that the more critical the moment of breakthrough, the more he needed to maintain a calm state of mind.
If one's mind is unstable, it can easily lead to loss of control over spiritual energy, resulting in failure to break through, which not only renders all previous efforts futile but may even damage one's foundation.
So he forcibly banished the images of fighting and wailing from his mind, and his expression gradually became peaceful and serene, as if all the disturbances around him had nothing to do with him.
The energy flow slowed down, no longer crashing against the barrier like a raging torrent, but instead becoming a gentle stream, softly washing over the invisible barrier in front of them with a dense yet resilient force.
This power, seemingly gentle, possessed the tenacity of water dripping on stone, its every flow precisely penetrating the tiny cracks in the barrier. Liu Changxu's breathing became long and steady, and the spiritual light around him subsided from its previous intensity, transforming into a warm halo that complemented the slowly flowing magical power within his body.
He quickly became immersed in the selfless breakthrough, his mind clear as a mirror, completely forgetting the passage of time in the outside world, focusing only on each cycle of magical power and the loosening of each inch of the barrier. It was as if only he and this barrier remained in the world, in a silent struggle, waiting for the moment of breaking out of the cocoon and becoming a butterfly.
He carefully guided the remaining spiritual energy of the Golden True Liquid within his abdomen, allowing it to merge with the intense heat of the Sun Fruit and the gentle warmth of the Blue Soul Liquid, transforming into a torrent that combined strength and gentleness. With each impact, he focused intently on sensing the subtle changes in the barrier, like a craftsman carving jade, precise and patient.
After an unknown amount of time, his mind suddenly became clear, and all distracting thoughts vanished. He felt as if he had merged with the surrounding spiritual energy, and clearly sensed that the tiny crack on the barrier of the late-stage Mahayana realm was slowly widening.
"It's done."
Liu Changxu's heart stirred slightly, but he did not relax in the slightest. With a calm mind, he guided the last bit of spiritual energy and gently pushed it towards the crack.
A soft sound emanated from within, like ice melting and snow thawing, and the long-standing barrier finally shattered. A surge of immense magical power instantly swept through his limbs and bones, and the oppressive aura of a late-stage Mahayana cultivator rose like a colossal beast awakening within the secluded cultivation chamber.
He slowly opened his eyes, a bright light flashing within them. At this moment, not only had his cultivation greatly improved, but his state of mind had also been elevated. The world before him seemed different from before.
After successfully breaking through, Liu Changxu immediately suppressed his joy and focused all his efforts on stabilizing his late-stage Mahayana cultivation.
The next morning, after consolidating his cultivation a little, Liu Changxu, still worried, left the secluded cultivation room.
When Duan Yuwei, Wu Xuege, and the other women learned that their husbands had emerged from seclusion, they rushed over to see them, their faces filled with genuine joy and concern.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on advancing to the late stage of the Mahayana realm!"
The women congratulated him in unison, their voices filled with a sense of relief. In the past few days, they had been presiding over the defense of Jiuhua Mountain while worrying about the battles at the front, and they were already exhausted. Now that their husbands had emerged from seclusion safely, their hearts were finally at ease.
His gaze swept over everyone, noticing that Murong Yuyao was the only one missing. He raised an eyebrow and asked:
"What's the situation outside? Where's Yuyao?"
Duan Yuwei stepped forward and replied softly:
"Your Majesty, not long after you went into seclusion, Sister Yuyao, along with Fuba and Sister Su, led an army of three million to rescue the trapped human people."
"Oh? How are they now?"
Liu Changxu nodded and pressed for an answer, his tone full of concern!
"Your Majesty, rest assured! Sister Murong and her entourage have launched a fierce attack this time, defeating two White Feather Clan armies in succession and successfully rescuing 30 million human civilians! They are currently besieging the White Feather Clan army that has invaded our Great Han Immortal Dynasty in Jingzhou."
Duan Yuwei introduced it very excitedly:
"Ok!"
Hearing his wife's words, he felt a slight sense of relief and said:
"It's good that you're alright! I'll go find them right now!"
After saying that, he got up to leave.
"Your Majesty, I am willing to go with you!"
Wu Xuege said:
After a moment's thought, Liu Changxu said:
"No need, I'll go alone this time. You all must guard Jiuhua Mountain well!"
With that, Liu Changxu transformed into a streak of light and left the Ruyi Lotus Palace, appearing on the teleportation platform inside the teleportation hall.
The person in charge of guarding the teleportation hall was a stunningly beautiful Nascent Soul female cultivator. Upon seeing Liu Changxu, she quickly greeted him and said:
"Grandson greets His Majesty!"
Liu Changxu was very familiar with this Nascent Soul female cultivator; her name was Liu Yongwei, and she was his son Liu Fuba's granddaughter. Upon seeing her, Liu Changxu said very warmly:
"Wei'er, no need for formalities. Activate the teleportation array! I need to go to Jingzhou!"
"Your grandson obeys!"
Liu Yongwei then activated the teleportation array.
The teleportation platform beneath Liu Changxu's feet immediately burst forth with dazzling light. The teleportation array activated, and runes flowed across the ground, forming a radiant band of light that enveloped his figure. In less than a moment, he appeared inside the teleportation hall of Jingzhou City.
As soon as Liu Changxu stepped out of the teleportation hall, a deafening roar exploded in his ears. Looking up, he saw the protective array above Jingzhou City trembling violently, with countless White Feather Clan experts standing in the void, unleashing a fierce attack on the array's light barrier with their magical treasures.
Dense silver beams of light roared like angry dragons as they crashed into the array's light barrier, while sharp, dazzling sword light rained down like a downpour. Each strike caused violent ripples in the light barrier, as if it would shatter at any moment.