Chapter Twelve: The Azure Stone Elephant

  Soldier's mound.

  A burial ground for warriors of the human tribe, located beneath the Bloodstone Clan's lands.

  Two soldiers led the way, Xiao Yi walked down from the first floor of the Ministry of War, the bleak stone steps were mottled, the old lanterns on the stone wall swayed with firelight, dozens of feet underground, Xiao Yi saw a vast underground tomb group.

  This is a gray world, life here has no color, tombstones, some newly erected, some stained with the breath of years, have passed for decades or even hundreds of years. The sky above the cemetery is rocky, and the animal oil is burning with a hiss. The dull yellow earth is the sleeping place of the warriors of the human tribe, solemn, to the point of being stern and murderous.

  In this cemetery, their war bones were buried, and their warriors also fell asleep. There are broken halberds, dull bone knives, thick copper swords, and cracked iron spears. On each of the warriors' mouths, there is a black blood stain, which is the blood of an alien tribe.

  In a corner of the margin, Xiao Yi buried the celadon vase, this celadon vase was originally used to hold the medicinal liquid fed to him, but now it was filled with Shi Gong's bones.

  Shi Gong's grave was inconspicuous, Xiao Yi took down a purple arrow from behind his back, this was the last arrow Shi Gong saw, it belonged to the power of the Man Elephant Great Strength Technique, and would accompany him in eternal sleep.

  Ji Ling stood on the grave, Xiao Yi sat quietly in front of the tomb for three days and three nights, and then left.

  Three days later, the morning sun was like fire. Xiao Yi looked up at the sky and felt that there were still things he needed to do in this world. He vaguely understood something about this land.

  In front of the White Stone Hut, Shi Lei and ten others had been waiting for a long time. Except for foreign invaders, ordinary soldiers would follow their squad leaders to practice after morning exercises. The squad leader could ask for guidance from the hundred-man commander, all the way up to the three thousand-man commanders and the clan leader, who would occasionally come out to give some pointers.

  "Xiao Da Ge, this is Shi Hu Qian Fu Zhang letting me pass on to you." Shi Lei handed over a bronze token and a white beast skin.

  Xiao Yi took it over, flipped through it for a moment, and a hint of unusual color flashed in his eyes. It turned out that among the two thousand people in the Bloodstone Tribe's war division, there were also rankings among the many squad leaders and hundred-man leaders. The higher the ranking, the more cultivation materials one could obtain. Many squad leaders, if they could be ranked among the top twenty, would receive an additional Earth Rank Blood Dan every year. Those ranked among the top ten would receive two additional Earth Rank Blood Dans every year. As for the top three, the second and third places could each obtain half a piece of low-grade spirit stone, while the champion could exclusively obtain one piece of high-quality spirit stone.

  What is known as Jing Shi, Xiao Yi knew that it was formed by the condensation of the essence of heaven and earth, which can help to cultivate and refine one's martial energy. For a strong human cultivator, they must reach the Tempering Bone realm before they can absorb the free-roaming essence between heaven and earth to nourish their physical body, thereby reaching the state of avoiding grains.

  At the same time, on this beast skin, Xiao Yi also saw his current ranking, one hundred and ninety-sixth, which was the last place.

  "Follow me."

  Xiao Yi turned and left, Shi Lei and several others were stunned, but also followed up. Among these ten people, there were eight young men and two girls. Except for Shi Qian, they all voluntarily followed Xiao Yi. That one punch and one arrow had deeply imprinted in their hearts.

  Behind the village, on top of the cliff.

  At Xiao Yi's command, Shi Lei and Yun Shan brought over a ten-jin heavy bluestone. The bluestone sat at the edge of the cliff, its corners sharp and rugged, with the mountain wind whistling around it, as if it would roll off the cliff at any moment. Shi Qian looked on coldly, saying nothing.

  Whoosh!

  Suddenly, Xiao Yi made his move. His spear hummed as it broke through the air, instantly transforming into multiple residual shadows. A majestic and powerful aura of blood burst forth, accompanied by the sound of thunder rolling in the sky as Xiao Yi's spear technique unfolded.

  Ten people suddenly felt a heavy weight on their bodies, they felt an enormous pressure, was this the power of the Wu Chang level? Just that strong and powerful blood energy alone was far beyond what they could compare to. Moreover, the faint spiritual will slowly emanating from Xiao Yi's body eventually converged into a towering, ten-foot-tall green-scaled elephant. The elephant seemed lifelike, although it was just an illusion, yet it seemed as if it truly existed. Its trunk swung back and forth, its head thrown back in a long, mournful cry, and the ears of the ten people simultaneously rang out with the high-pitched sound of the elephant's trumpet.

  The momentum of a fierce elephant!

  Xiao Yi's unreserved and brutal momentum, the enormous spiritual willpower oppressed everyone except Shi Qian, making it difficult for anyone to move or even breathe, let alone take action. The invisible spiritual willpower suffocated their minds, and the air was stagnant, but this was not even Xiao Yi's full strength against the ten people.

  Gritting his teeth, Shi Qian wanted to release his own aura, but he soon discovered that in the face of Xiao Yi's brutal and overbearing aura, his own wind and thunder aura was being heavily suppressed within him. His spirit and will were also being oppressed, and his consciousness became somewhat dizzy, as if he had returned to the feeling of being suppressed by the combined forces of the four great immortal clans.

  Rubble flying, Xiao Yi drew his sword like lightning, the huge bluestone slowly changing shape, its edges being ground flat, the undulating and majestic outline slowly appearing before everyone.

  That was a gigantic stone elephant, as tall as three zhang, with the momentum of Xiao Yi's barbaric elephant, but without that suffocating pressure. The majestic body of the elephant, the sturdy limbs, and the high nose all emitted an inexplicable aura, attracting the attention of Shi Lei and others.

  This green stone elephant is carved out of Xiao Yi's imagination of the barbarian elephant, and at the same time incorporates the momentum of the barbarian elephant that he currently masters, making this green stone elephant have a few points of the momentum of the barbarian elephant, and also has a bit of the spirit of the barbarian elephant.

  "From today on, every day at Chen time, you will practice in front of this cliff for half a day, and then enter the desolate ancient forest to hunt and kill wild beasts, and improve your blood energy." Xiao Yi said.

  "Is it useful to face this stone statue?" Shi Qian sneered, "You don't teach us battle techniques, but instead make us face this stone every day..."

  Wow!

  The wind was howling, Shi Qian's voice had just fallen, Xiao Yi's body flashed and he appeared behind him. Next, his butt hurt, and he flew out, landing in front of Shi Xiang.

  Shi Lei and several others were stunned, then couldn't help but want to laugh. Being kicked in the butt at such an old age was undoubtedly unbearable for Shi Qian, who had always been cold and unyielding. Not far away, two young girls' faces turned bright red with embarrassment, while Yun Shan made no attempt to hide his amusement, laughing with a wide open mouth.

  "YOU!" Shi Qian's eyes widened in anger, but before he could speak, he noticed that the sky above seemed to have darkened, and a silent oppression crept over his heart.

  In an instant, the blue stone elephant in front of him seemed to come alive. The three-zhang-high elephant body was heavy, and its thick legs were like pillars supporting the sky. In his mind's eye, on a vast expanse of land, a wild elephant towered into the clouds, its long trunk swinging as if it could pluck stars from the sky, and with a few strides, the celestial river flowed in reverse.

  This is a force that oppresses the spirit, this is the momentum of the barbaric elephant!

  His heart skipped a beat, Shi Qian barely gathered his mind and spirit, concentrated his will, and the momentum of the wind and thunder surged, wanting to break out of his body. However, he could only move an inch before being suppressed. This fierce elephant's momentum was not as good as Xiao Yi's, but because it had imprinted the true essence of the fierce elephant diagram, it gave off a realistic feeling. In front of this green stone elephant, Shi Qian found it difficult to even walk, let alone practice or comprehend the Wind and Thunder Gun Technique. Three feet away was a cliff, where the high altitude made one's heart tremble with fear; one misstep would result in a crushing defeat, making him even more terrified.

  Only when he truly faced the green stone elephant did he realize its terror. Shi Qian's forehead was sweating, his face slightly pale, and in the end, he even sat down cross-legged, fully focused, countering with a stormy momentum, no longer thinking about anything else.

  The nine people of Shi Lei were slightly stunned, but from Shi Qian's reaction, it could be seen that the green stone elephant was indeed mysterious. Without saying much, Xiao Yi left directly, with a strong spirit and will as his foundation. His spirit and will were condensed and refined, allowing him to clearly see the subtleties of things and understand the weaknesses of others. Whether in terms of refining his combat skills or understanding the boundaries of his realm, he believed that having a first time would lead to a second, until he thoroughly entered another level, perhaps allowing him to recreate a green stone elephant for Shi Lei and the others.

  On the other side of the mountain, on a cliff.

  Xiao Yi sat cross-legged, his mind sinking into the midst of battle energy. On his chest, an ancient stone mirror slowly rotated, covered with over a thousand cracks, each one perfectly natural. Even though Xiao Yi had swallowed many lower and middle-grade desolate beasts' blood and energy in the past year, not a single crack showed any signs of healing. This path might not be easy to walk.

  The next moment, Xiao Yi stirred up his battle spirit and manipulated the stone mirror. The world in front of him changed, and now he had broken through spiritually and willfully. Within a day, he could already manipulate six future bodies.

  On the vast land, a green shadow stood with its back to Xiao Yi. Although his body was motionless, his vital energy seemed like a huge furnace that was shaking violently. Around him, faint elephant roars could be heard.

  In the instant that Xiao Yi appeared, Qing Ying turned around, with a face that was almost identical to Xiao Yi's, but with even more vicissitudes. This was the accumulation of years. And in the moment she turned around, the originally faint and vague sound of the elephant suddenly surged dozens or hundreds of times, rolling waves of sound twisting the air, the desolate voice seeming to traverse endless time and space, shaking people's hearts.

  This is Xiao Yi's future body, in the realm of the Great Perfection of Refining Blood. He opens his mouth and takes a deep breath, causing the air to suddenly reverse its flow, making Xiao Yi's body float. Suddenly, a ten-zhang-tall green-scaled elephant appears behind him, letting out a long trumpet blast. The elephant's majestic spiritual will comes crashing down, causing Xiao Yi's face to turn pale, and his spiritual world to show signs of collapse. This is the Elephant's Power of the Future Body, as Xiao Yi's cultivation increases, his will breaks through, and he feels its terror more and more. Please give lots of recommendation votes!