Chapter 442 Spirit Clan of the Sacred Mountain

A week later, Ye Yun emerged from the academy of the Fourth Heaven. To compensate for his lack of cultivation knowledge, Ye Yun had spent the past few days immersed in the academy's library, absorbing the cultivation insights of countless predecessors.

As for the cultivation techniques within the library, Ye Yun hadn't even glanced at them. With the Supreme Hongmeng Burning Heaven Art, Ye Yun simply didn't believe there were any more formidable techniques in this library. Even if there were, Ye Yun wouldn't consider dismantling his cultivation to start anew.

In the span of a week, Ye Yun's strength had once again surged twofold under the effect of the Sky Pot and Earth Cup, becoming explosively powerful! However, Ye Yun couldn't find happiness in it. He discovered that while his strength continued to grow, he had no clue about comprehending laws or breaking through realms.

In the Divine Mountain of the Heavenly Dao Divine Realm, the Black Ant was relentlessly slaughtering the Divine Race on the fifth Grand Dao, and had already advanced to the eighth-floor plaza! Although it lacked area-of-effect skills, its ability to reach this point in seven days demonstrated its extraordinary nature.

The Twelve Grand Daos of the Divine Mountain, starting from the Angel Dao clockwise, the second was the Beastmen. The third and fourth Daos were blank, with not even a secret realm, only dusty plazas, clearly indicating these two Daos had been abandoned.

Thus, Ye Yun instructed the Black Ant to save them for later exploration and to prioritize collecting divine stones. After all, the pressure of over 120 million half-saints had left Ye Yun breathless these past few days.

For this reason, Ye Yun specifically checked the talent of the Demonic Butterfly and was relieved to see it still at max9.

To accelerate the construction of the Dragon Palace army, besides dedicating forty percent of the daily territorial tax, Ye Yun gave all the divine stones and spirit stones he possessed to Zhou Ningdong. His objective was simple: to cultivate several key figures to the Extreme Realm first!

To surpass the Futian Empire in the number of Saint Realm experts was impossible in the short term under the current circumstances. However, Ye Yun could prioritize cultivating a portion of his forces!

With the New Mortal Continent and the Divine Realm, places that were almost like bugs in the system, cultivating a dozen or so Extreme Realm experts was not difficult.

Currently, in the entire Shifang Empire, besides Ye Yun, there were seven elders from the seven clans, Shenxi from the Divine Race, Dizang from the Ghost Race, Wang Chen and his daughter from the Human Race, Zhou Ningdong, Li Chenxu, and the Black Ant from the Demon Race could also be considered. This totaled fifteen Extreme Realm powerhouses!

It could be said that in terms of Extreme Realm powerhouses alone, the gap between the Shifang Empire and the Futian Empire was already very small. It was believed that with the investment of over 100 million divine stones, the four legion commanders, including Xie Yifeng, would soon break through to the Monarch Realm and reach the Extreme Realm.

However, the most surprising to Ye Yun was Xiao Tong. This girl, only seven or eight years old, had reached an terrifying level under the nourishment of his daily potent wine.

Originally, Xiao Tong's strength was only at the early stage of the Monarch Realm. Due to the efficacy of the potent wine, she had recently broken through to the middle stage. After being enfeoffed as a princess by Ye Yun, her strength surged to the verge of the Perfected Realm. Then, this little fellow played a few dungeons in the game, leveled up a few times, and directly broke through, making everyone else envious and resentful.

Having a prodigal godfather was one thing, but having such a monstrous profession was another!

The ‘Heavenly Scorned’ profession had no inherent talents. Therefore, the greatest advantage of this profession lay not in their growth, but in their ability to ignore the restraints of the Heavenly Dao rules in reality. Every breakthrough in strength did not require them to endure the agonizing heavenly tribulations that others faced. As long as their strength reached the required level, they would naturally advance to the next realm.

It could be said that if one disregarded the Sky Pot and Earth Cup, Xiao Tong's inherent potential far surpassed Ye Yun's. Even without Ye Yun's subsequent investments, Xiao Tong could soon leave Wang Chen and the others far behind by simply leveling up as usual.

The reason was simple: her current level was only 45!

"System prompt: Congratulations to player for killing 200,000 indigenous eight-tier Elves of the Divine Race, gaining 16 trillion experience points, 27 million divine stones, 900 drops of Weak Water Celestial Origin, 600 strands of Sky Roc Essence Blood, and reducing talent skill cooldown by 1186 days."

While Ye Yun was still in a daze, the Black Ant had already finished clearing the indigenous Divine Race on the eighth-floor plaza.

"I wonder if the Black Ant can solo the boss at the peak," Ye Yun mused as he climbed upwards, looking at the Black Ant's attribute panel.

Overall, the Black Ant's attributes had surpassed his own. Its only weakness was that its attacks were still limited to physical damage, unlike Ye Yun or the peak creatures, whose attacks each carried half of their intrinsic elemental damage.

For instance, Ye Yun's original attack was 100 magic damage, but now, every attack by Ye Yun would also deal an additional 50 physical damage! This was why Ye Yun, even when transformed into a demon dragon immune to all physical attacks, would still lose health.

Ye Yun looked at the more than 50 million divine stones accumulated in his inventory and felt a sense of joy. He was filled with gratitude for this Divine Mountain, his only complaint being that flight was not allowed here, forcing him to ascend on foot.

It took Ye Yun nearly two hours to reach the eighth-floor plaza.

"This is what elves look like? This doesn't match the appearance of elves in legends!" Ye Yun found it difficult to accept the sight of elves as robust as water buffaloes.

The elves before him were not the small, dancing creatures in the air, nor were they the benevolent, nature-loving elves of legend.

These elves, regardless of gender, were all clad in half-armor and short skirts. Every one of them had bulging muscles, making even seasoned gym enthusiasts feel inferior.

What surprised Ye Yun the most was that on the heads of almost every one of these ninth-tier elves, there was a green plant.

As soon as these elves attacked the Black Ant and their reflected damage was absorbed, the plant would sway, restoring a significant portion of the elf's health.

This bore a striking resemblance to the flowers on the heads of the Demonic Butterflies from the Wood Clan encountered previously.

Ye Yun observed the fighting style of these elves for a while and then continued to ascend.

"Human?" On the tenth floor, Ye Yun's arrival immediately caused a stir of surprise.

The tenth floor contained a colossal, thousand-zhang tall ancient tree! And the surprised voice came from a figure seated cross-legged at the base of the tree.

However, Ye Yun ignored the person's question and stared, dumbfounded, at the towering tree before him.

The tree was resplendent with starlight. Glowing energy orbs hung from its branches like the fruits of this giant tree.

And within some of these energy orbs, Ye Yun faintly saw countless elf individuals being nurtured!

Were the elves born this way?