Chapter 1182 Loyalty
If Zhang Qian still thought highly of Yu Fushi before seeing Wan Wuyi's swordsmanship, it is different now. Having suffered the heart-cutting blow from Yu Fushi, he knows very well that Yu Fushi and Wan Wuyi are not comparable at all. It is a dream for Yu Fushi to defeat Wan Wuyi with the heart-cutting blow.

However, Yu Fushi has cultivated the sword art to the level of self-cultivation after all, and he should not be underestimated. Moreover, Yu Fushi has never practiced the art of body refining. Zhang Qian estimated that as long as Yu Fushi practiced the Nine Revolutions Profound Art to the third level, he could refine him into a puppet god or demon.

As time went by, the details of the two catastrophes of the Immortal Divine Mountain and the Sword Dao World spread throughout the heavens and worlds, and were known by countless immortals and gods. At the same time, it was also unknown whether the Sword Ancestor and the Demon Ancestor had secretly taken action. The news that Zhang Qian was a remnant of the Pan Sect also spread throughout the heavens and worlds.

The names of Zhang Qian and Pan Dao Yu are well-known throughout the world, but this kind of fame is not what Zhang Qian wants.

A huge black pot was firmly pinned on his head, and he had no way to get rid of it. This made him angrier and angrier, and his heart was filled with dissatisfaction towards the Sword Ancestor and the Demon Ancestor.

During this period, he kept sending immortals and gods from the Moro World to defend himself among the heavens and myriad worlds, but it was of no avail. Compared with the power controlled by a group of holy masters, his power was too weak and disproportionate. How could he defend himself?

In the end, he simply gave up and allowed those unreliable rumors to spread. After all, the mouths were on other people's bodies and he couldn't do anything about it.

There were even many rumors that sounded extremely outrageous, making Zhang Qian laugh and cry.

Compared with Zhang Qian, Pan Dao Yu's notoriety has completely frightened countless immortals and gods. With the innate treasure Hongmeng Wanhua Ding in his hand, he can destroy trillions of sword cultivators and big monsters with a thought. Such ferocity is unprecedented in history. Such horrifying things have only appeared in the great catastrophe caused by Pan Jiao in the last era of the universe.

Pan Dao Yu, a previously unknown name, suddenly became a more dazzling existence than Di Huaxian, Lian Shizong, Ao Tian, ​​Pan Nie and other peerless geniuses.

Behind these geniuses are all powerful forces that have existed for ages, but behind Pan Daoyu is the mysterious Pan Sect, and Pan Daoyu is of the same generation as these geniuses.

Pan Daoyu, who annihilated trillions of sword-cultivating monsters and survived a sure-fire blow, completely overwhelmed all the younger generation in the heavens and myriad worlds and came out on top!

It was not known whether Pan Dao Yu would feel happy. What Zhang Qian did not expect was that after the rumor that he was the remnant of the Pan Sect spread throughout the heavens and all realms, his Moro World became feared by everyone.

In the past, because of the Nine Revolutions Profound Art, there were usually quite a few Golden Immortals and even Holy Dao masters roaming outside the Moro World, but now there is not a single one. It is obvious that they are afraid of the reputation of the Pan Sect. Not everyone is infallible, and most people are still extremely afraid of the Pan Sect.

The might of the Pan Sect that swept across the heavens in the last era continues to this day, and there are still countless immortals and gods who are afraid of the Pan Sect.

"Is this a good thing?"

Zhang Qian laughed at himself, but he knew that this was just the calm before the storm. It seemed that countless immortals and gods were afraid of him and dared not provoke him again. But when the black pot on his head exploded, what would greet him was a violent storm, or even the invincible supreme swordsmanship.

"Finally achieved the sixth transformation!"

On this day, Zhang Qian, who was connecting his mind to the Chaos Bell to absorb the innate chaotic energy, opened his eyes and showed a hint of excitement. It turned out that the great wizard Qiang Yi had finally cultivated the Nine Revolutions Profound Art to the sixth level!

With sufficient original Dao Qi, Qiang Yi broke through to the sixth revolution without even practicing the Nine Revolutions Profound Art himself.

After breaking through to the sixth turn, the speed of practicing the Nine Turns Profound Art suddenly slowed down, a billion times slower than before. This was because Qiang Yi's basic foundation had been used up.

As a great wizard, Qiang Yi's basic skills were enough to quickly cultivate the Nine Revolutions Profound Art to the sixth revolution. However, he could only hone his skills bit by bit in the later stages and could not speed up at all.

Sensing that his Nine Revolutions Profound Art had broken through another level, Qiang Yi muttered a few words. He had been staying in Pangu Temple for a long time and had been a little annoyed. Now that he had broken through to the sixth level, he was just about to stand up and move around when unexpectedly, a Taoist voice like a huge bell rang in his heart.

“Why don’t you kneel down!” As soon as this voice appeared, Qiang Yi’s eyes became dull, and a layer of mysterious light swept around him. When the mysterious light enveloped him, a hint of fanaticism flashed in Qiang Yi’s dull eyes.

"Your Highness!"

Qiangyi called him the Lord, and a trace of Zhang Qian's mind appeared in Qiangyi's mind. Qiangyi had no intention of stopping him at all, and allowed Zhang Qian's mind to enter his mind.

Swish!
When the mysterious light dissipated, Qiang Yi had already been trained by Zhang Qian into a puppet god and demon, and became a loyal subordinate to Zhang Qian.

"Fortunately nothing went wrong!"

Zhang Qian secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This was his first time to offer sacrifices to a witch, and a great witch at that. Unlike ordinary creatures, witches' spirits and bodies were naturally fused together, and they were indistinguishable from each other. He was a little worried that something unexpected might happen during the sacrifice, but he was worrying too much.

After giving Qiangyi a few instructions, Zhang Qian's thoughts disappeared and hid deep in Qiangyi's mind.

After a while, Qiang Yi began to practice Pangu's true body. This time, without Zhang Qian's secret interference, Qiang Yi was able to practice Pangu's true body very smoothly.

The movement of Pangu's true body's cultivation immediately alarmed the ancestor witch Dijiang.

Swish!
In the blink of an eye, Dijiang's figure appeared in Pangu Temple and appeared in front of Qiangyi.

"Greetings, Master Zuwu, I can suddenly practice Pangu's true body again! I don't know why!"

Seeing Qiang Yi's confused look, Di Jiang did not doubt him. He glanced at him, frowned, and thought to himself, "It's really strange, huh? Could it be that Qiang Yi's Nine Revolutions Profound Art has broken through to the sixth level, and his own Pangu True Body level is also the sixth level. The reason why he couldn't activate Pangu True Body before is because the Nine Revolutions Profound Art has not yet broken through to the same level as Pangu True Body?"

Di Jiang thought about it and finally decided that this was the reason.

"Qiang Yi, you have now cultivated both Pangu's True Body and the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art to the sixth revolution. Try to see if you can integrate these two mysterious arts now!"

Zhang Qian was surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that Di Jiang had not given up the idea yet.

After Qiang Yi secretly asked Zhang Qian in his mind, he began to practice the Nine Revolutions Profound Art and Pangu's True Body in front of Dijiang, trying to make the two profound arts collide and merge. Naturally, this was impossible to succeed.

"Well……!"

After a while, Qiangyi groaned, fell backwards, spitting blood and fainted.

"Damn it, is it really impossible? That's it!"

After seeing this, Dijiang gave up the idea. Seeing that Qiangyi was seriously injured again, Dijiang murmured, "After all, he is my creation. Although Qiangyi is stupid and of low caliber, he is loyal to me and has no second thoughts. Moreover, he was seriously injured and nearly died twice because of me. He is worth training."

(End of this chapter)