The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

However, every time she fell, the fire in Meng Wan's heart burned brighter.

She gritted her teeth, her determination to win growing stronger.

After countless beatings, when night fell, the martial arts field was in ruins.

And Meng Wan, relying on her tenacious willpower and firm determination, gradually comprehended the true meaning of the Blood Shadow Step under the oppression of this god-transforming level.

From being in a clumsy state at first to gradually mastering the rhythm, her movements were no longer as flawless as they were at the beginning.

The speed at which she was hit became slower and slower, and the number of injuries she suffered became less and less.

Even the Jindan cultivator opposite, who always had a stern expression, showed a hint of surprise after witnessing Meng Wan's progress with his own eyes.

Finally, after Meng Wan performed the Blood Shadow Step once, the Divine Transformation cultivator on the opposite side frowned slightly as he faced the countless phantoms around him.

He tried hard to identify Meng Wan's location and launched several attacks in succession, but all failed.

The Divine Transformation cultivator raised his brows slightly and no longer had the patience to play hide-and-seek with Meng Wan.

He mobilized the magic power in his body and directly brought about a strong wind that swept across the entire performance venue.

However, the howling wind failed to reveal Meng Wan's figure.

The Divine Transformation cultivator finally revealed an ugly look. He had not found any trace of Meng Wan and had already fallen into a disadvantage.

Even after using a range-effect magic, Meng Wan still couldn't be forced out.

If Meng Wan's cultivation level wasn't one level lower than his, how would he have the chance to stand here intact?

The eyes of the Divine Transformation cultivator turned cold, and he once again used a range attack technique to bombard the entire performance field.

However, Meng Wan's figure seemed to have disappeared.

In the entire performance venue, there was nothing else except the afterimage left by her Blood Shadow Step.

A quarter of an hour later, when Meng Wan's physical strength and blood energy were exhausted, she reappeared from a corner.

She was breathing heavily and looked disheveled. Her whole body was soaked with sweat, as if she had just been pulled out of the water. However, her eyes were exceptionally bright.

"Grandma, this Blood Shadow Step can be combined with illusion and used together. Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Grandma sneered, "Such a simple thing should come to you as soon as you see it. Why do you need me to tell you?"

Meng Wan: …

Forget it, being humiliated by the Grandmaster is not humiliation, it is honor.

While Meng Wan was talking to the Grandmaster in her heart, the Divine Transformation cultivator opposite her couldn't hold back her anger.

Losing to a young cultivator at the first level of the Nascent Soul stage is simply a shame.

He asked anxiously, "What kind of skill did you practice just now?"

Meng Wan quickly put on an attitude of respect and obedience and spoke in a humble tone.

"In reply to your question, the technique I'm practicing is called 'Blood Devouring Demon Body', and it was taught to me by Miss Wu herself."

"So this is the technique taught by the young lady. No wonder it is so powerful. Since you have already learned the technique, it seems that you don't need me as your sparring partner."

The Divine Transformation cultivator said this sourly, but did not embarrass Meng Wan. He snorted lightly and walked out of the performance venue with a bad look on his face.

After the Divine Transformation cultivator left, Meng Wan asked with some anticipation, "Grandmaster, is it time for you to teach me the second move of the Blood Devouring Demon Body?"

Just by learning the first move, you can be invincible in the battle against the Divine Transformation cultivators. If you learn the next three moves, won’t you be able to defeat the Divine Transformation cultivators?

"It's a nice thought to beat a Divine Transformation cultivator."

The Grandmother snorted coldly, "With your current level of cultivation, it's already a stretch to be able to learn the first move. If you want to learn the following moves, you'd better hurry up and improve your cultivation first."

Meng Wan was a little disappointed, but what the Grandmother said made sense. After all, the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul stage was too low.

"Okay, then I'll go get a first-class training room and do some seclusion for a year or so."

"Why bother with so much trouble? I'll give you a ceremony and it will be a direct initiation."

Meng Wan's eyebrows jumped suddenly, "What kind of ceremony? Grandmother, please don't cheat me. There won't be any sequelae, right?"

The Grandmother laughed and said, "What kind of sequelae can there be? You are a demon cultivator. Don't tell me you are scared."

"Afraid? When have I, Meng Wan, ever been afraid?"

Meng Wan straightened her back and spoke in a firm tone.

Isn't it just a ceremony?

Could it possibly take her life?

Besides, the Grandmaster's milk resides in her body, so it won't harm her, right?

"Okay, you have the guts! Then sit cross-legged and calm your mind."

There was a hint of barely perceptible excitement in Grandma Zu's voice.

Meng Wan did as she was told, sitting cross-legged on the cushion, slowly closing her eyes, trying to empty her mind and sinking all her attention into her dantian.

As the grandmother muttered something, Meng Wan felt a strange energy slowly flowing into her body.

At first, this energy was as gentle as water, flowing through the meridians and bringing waves of warmth.

But gradually, this energy became violent, like a rushing river, rushing through the body.

Intense pain instantly spread throughout the body, as if every inch of the meridians were torn apart.

Meng Wan groaned, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on his forehead, and his face turned extremely pale.

But she gritted her teeth, endured the severe pain, and did not dare to relax at all.

She knew that this was a crucial moment to improve her cultivation and she absolutely could not give up!

As time went on, the violent energy grew stronger.

Meng Wan felt like her body was about to burst, and her internal organs felt like they were being burned by fire, causing her unbearable pain.

Her consciousness began to blur, darkness appeared in front of her eyes, and there was a buzzing in her ears, as if she was in chaos.

After an unknown amount of time, Meng Wan finally lost consciousness and fell into a coma.

Three days later, Meng Wan slowly opened her eyes and felt sore and weak all over, as if she had experienced a life-and-death battle.

She struggled to sit up, looked around, and found that she was still in the execution ground.

"you're awake?"

The voice of the Grandmother sounded in her mind, with a hint of smile, "How do you feel?"

Meng Wan took a deep breath, feeling the surging power in her body, a look of disbelief flashed in her eyes.

She originally only had the cultivation level of the first Nascent Soul stage, but now she has reached the ninth stage!

"My...my cultivation has actually increased so much?"

"Yes, you have successfully survived the demonic energy infusion and are now a ninth-level Nascent Soul cultivator."

There was a hint of appreciation in the Grandmother's tone, "However, the mortality rate of this demonic energy infusion is as high as 90%. You are lucky to have survived."

"Ninety percent?!"

Meng Wan was shocked, but she felt unhappy...

Sure enough, this grandmother is not a good person!

She was secretly complaining in her heart, but she didn't dare to show any displeasure. Instead, she put on a flattering smile and spoke in a flattering tone.

"Grandmother, you are so powerful and have such great magical powers. I am just a little bit of Taoist, how can I withstand your torture?

The mortality rate of this initiation ceremony is so high, should we not use it next time?"