The Devil's Tribulation

Chapter 725 Coming out of seclusion

Yu Lei Sect, inside the Purple Thunder Tower, the third floor.

There is no time for cultivation, ten years pass in the blink of an eye.

Pan Chengfeng sat cross-legged in meditation, holding a dozen medium-grade spirit stones in his hands and absorbing them.

Cultivating immortals is so boring. Pan Chengfeng finally got a good experience of it. Thirty years of seclusion will end today.

The spirit stone in his hand slowly turned into ashes. Pan Chengfeng opened his eyes and sighed slightly, "It's just the peak of the ninth level of the golden elixir, one step away from the great perfection.

It is much slower than expected before the retreat, and it will get slower and slower. Can he still cultivate to the Emperor Realm? How did the Evil Emperor cultivate?!"

In the following ten years, Pan Chengfeng strengthened and improved the 'Wind and Fire Technique: Flame Explosion and Poison Dragon Drill', simplifying the hand seals from more than 350 to 215.

Moreover, the power increased instead of decreased, increasing by 10% compared to the original power, and the consumption was finally controlled within an acceptable range.

It was already 30% more powerful than the first move of Thunder Dragon Technique (without the blessing of Thunder Pill). Now it is increased by another 10%. If Qian'er uses it, even the Void Refining cultivators will have to temporarily avoid it.

Pan Chengfeng estimated that it would be fine if Qian'er used it twice. Time was a bit tight, so Pan Chengfeng could only do this for now.

Thirty years may sound like a long time, but if you really calm down and practice, time will pass in the blink of an eye.

Pan Chengfeng counted the days and knew that today was the last day, so he didn't continue to use spirit stones to practice.

Sure enough, half an hour later, the originally bright space inside the tower suddenly dimmed, and then Shangguan Yun's voice was heard: "The time is up, all of you come out."

A smile appeared on Pan Chengfeng's face. This retreat was the longest one he had ever had and he gained a lot from it.

First of all, his cultivation level has improved a lot. He has studied a lot of thunder techniques, especially the third form of Thunder Dragon Technique, and has some clues about it.

However, his current magic power is not enough to support him to use the third move, but it does not prevent Pan Chengfeng from studying it first, so that he can use it when he reaches the Nascent Soul stage.

He also created two powerful spells specifically for Qian'er. It was a pity that Pan Chengfeng was unable to feel the law of time.

After walking out of the Purple Thunder Tower, Pan Chengfeng saw several fusion cultivators surrounding Shangguan Yun. Each of them had a happy look on their face, and it seemed that they had gained something.

Especially Yu Sheren, who actually broke through to the late stage of fusion. Yu Shuren is not bad either, and his aura has improved a lot compared to before.

After the combined powerful beings congratulated each other, they directly set up a beam of light and flew away.

It was then that Pan Chengfeng noticed some changes in the people around him. First, Yang Jing from the Beast Taming Sect had reached the Great Perfection of Refining Void, and Jin Ping'er from the Sky-High Sect had reached the late stage of Refining Void.

Huo Nan of Qingyun Sect, Refining Void Great Perfection. Ye Bufan seemed to have not changed much, but he was originally at the Refining Void Great Perfection realm.

Afterwards, among the disciples who had transformed into gods, only Zhang Xu had a change, to the middle stage of the gods. Oh, and Pan Chengfeng, who was promoted from the seventh level of golden elixir to the ninth level of golden elixir.

Shangguan Yun scanned them one by one, nodded with satisfaction and said, "Not bad, it seems that you all have made great achievements. Has anyone realized the law of time?"

Yun Feiyang bowed and said, "My disciple has realized it. Although it is much deeper than before, the time is too short and the gains are limited."

Only Yun Feiyang has realized the law of time, and it seems that no one else has.

Shangguan Yun smiled and said, "Not bad, you have been able to comprehend the power of the Law of Time in just ten years. The Law of Time is the most advanced of all the laws. If you spend more time digesting what you have gained in the Purple Thunder Tower over the past ten years, you should be able to comprehend more."

Shangguan Yun nodded in satisfaction, and finally looked at Pan Chengfeng and said, "How come you are still at the ninth level of the Golden Core? Didn't you go to the third level?"

Pan Chengfeng hurriedly explained: "Yes, I have been practicing for thirty years, and I am only at the ninth level of the Golden Core, but I am not far from the Great Perfection."

Shangguan Yun looked at Xin'er, then at Yan Qingyun, and then at Jin Ping'er. He asked suspiciously, "Are you having fun in there?"

Pan Chengfeng's face darkened, and he quickly replied: "Uncle Yun! Am I such a person? I have endured it for thirty years and have not met them! I can only reach the ninth level of the Golden Core."

Shangguan Yun saw that Pan Chengfeng's Yuanyang was still there, so he didn't ask any more questions and ordered, "Go back, your elders are waiting for you. Chengfeng, come with us."

Pan Chengfeng hurriedly caught up with Shangguan Yun, and Yang Jing's voice came from behind him: "Pan Chengfeng, one year has passed since the ten-year agreement, so don't make excuses to refuse."

"Brother Yang, don't worry." Pan Chengfeng smiled and said, "Brother, keep your word." Seeing Pan Chengfeng was about to leave, Xin'er hurriedly called out, "Chengfeng, I'll be waiting for you in Yingbin Valley."

Pan Chengfeng nodded slightly and left. Two more voices came to his ears. One was Yan Qingyun's voice transmission: "I will wait for you in Jingxin Valley~"

The other voice was Jin Ping'er's: "I am going back to Lingxiao Sect with my master. My husband, remember to come and see me~"

Pan Chengfeng responded and assured everyone one by one, then flew away with Shangguan Yun.

Huo Nan's vicious eyes could no longer be hidden. He stared at Pan Chengfeng's back and said inwardly, "You little bastard, wait for me!!!"

Huo Nan was beaten up by Pan Chengfeng when he first entered the Purple Thunder Tower, and it took him five years to recover.

Others were practicing and gaining insights in the Purple Thunder Tower, while Huo Nan had been recuperating from his injuries for the first five years. How could he not hate Pan Chengfeng?

Pan Chengfeng followed Shangguan Yun to the outside of He Chaoran's cave, bowed slightly and said, "Ancestor, Pan Chengfeng is here."

This was the first time Pan Chengfeng came here. Although he had some guesses, he couldn't suppress his excitement when he heard Shangguan Yun calling him ancestor.

He immediately bowed and said, "Disciple Pan Chengfeng, I pay my respects to Patriarch He."

After a while, He Chaoran's voice came out: "Master, you go and do your work. I will chat with the little guy."

Shangguan Yun bowed and retreated. Before leaving, he warned: "Don't break the rules, or no one can save you!"

Pan Chengfeng quickly replied: "Don't worry, Uncle Yun, I will please Patriarch He~"

How could Pan Chengfeng not seize such a good opportunity? He had always wanted to get close to He Laozu, but he never had the chance. This time, he had to leave an indelible impression on He Laozu.

Shangguan Yun retreated, and He Chaoran said indifferently: “Little guy, don’t stand outside, come in.”

Pan Chengfeng quickly tidied his clothes, adjusted his mentality, took a deep breath, and stepped into He Chaoran's cave.

In the cave, He Chaoran did not meditate, but sat on a chair to make tea. The fragrance of tea filled the air, and Pan Chengfeng could not help but blurt out: "What a good tea~ Such a strong tea fragrance, such a strong spiritual power, I don't know how many times better than Xiang Qingsong."

He Chaoran chuckled and said, "You are quite knowledgeable. Come and sit down."

Pan Chengfeng quickly bowed and said, "My disciple was reckless just now, please don't blame me, Grandmaster."

He Chaoran frowned and said, "What did Shangguan Yun say to you? He said that I'm difficult to get along with?"

Pan Chengfeng quickly explained: "No, no, Uncle Yun just told me not to behave unruly when I meet the ancestor."

Hearing this, He Chaoran's eyebrows relaxed and he said with a smile: "Why? Are you always so unruly when you meet your elders?"

"How could that be?! They are the ones who framed me!" He Chaoran chuckled, "Oh? They? Which they? The Yu family?"

Pan Chengfeng was secretly shocked and said, "So the ancestor knows everything? Or did Uncle Yun tell him? How did he say that?"

Pan Chengfeng was thinking about how to answer, He Chaoran smiled and shook his head and said, “Okay, don’t think about it, come and sit down, don’t let me say it for the third time.”

Pan Chengfeng woke up with a start, and hurriedly walked to the tea table in two steps. He sat down properly, with his butt only touching half of the chair, like a little wife.

Pan Chengfeng had never been so nervous before. The person in front of him was the ancestor of the Yu Lei Sect, a middle-stage Mahayana cultivator, and had saved him several times.