Jiang Li's nearly endless stamina displayed an obvious advantage here.

To him, constantly brandishing his fists all day and night was as easy as breathing. There was no actual loss.

In terms of stamina, even Senior Sister Liu Mulan, who was a level higher than him, was inferior to him.

When the sun went down at night, the Yang qi weakened and the Yin qi flourished.

Without the Yang qi's suppression, the countless ghouls lying on the ground started to get up.

The nose that had almost completely rotted sniffed, and all the evil beings looked at the living beings on the mountain.

How could a tree trunk that could not be chewed be as delicious as fresh human meat? Under the urging of their hunger, they attacked like a tide.

Some of the other disciples of the Demon Vanquishing Hall rode their artifacts and left. To them, who were only at the late-stage Qi Refinement realm, such a number of evil beings could easily crush them.

However, Jiang Li and Liu Mulan did not leave.

According to Senior Sister Mulan, slaying demons and devils was a cultivation method in itself. This was what she had been waiting for.

The reason why she brought Jiang Li out of the valley was to teach him how to cultivate. It was not to smash corpses like in the day.

It was precisely this kind of overwhelming corpse tide every night that was the cultivation opportunity they were waiting for.

The danger of these hungry ghouls was not high. Even if they stood still, it was hard to break through their defense. Therefore, although there were many of them, they did not need to stand back to back to defend.

The two of them separated, brandishing their fists like bulldozers as they began to push through the corpses.

At first, Senior Sister Liu Mulan was rather worried about Jiang Li. However, after observing for a long time from the side and noticing that Jiang Li could really take care of himself, she slowly relaxed.

Facing these sandbags that delivered themselves to their doorsteps, the feeling of training was indeed different. As long as one relaxed a little, there would be ghouls pouncing on them.

One such ghoul would slow a person down, impede their movements, and then more would stack.

A few, dozens, or hundreds of them would not give you any chance to catch your breath. If that happened, even Jiang Li would find it troublesome.

Therefore, he could not afford to make any mistakes when faced with the tide of corpses. He could only wave his fists and accelerate his body cultivation under the pressure.

Furthermore, the feeling of hitting a rock was different from hitting a 'person'.

There were countless moving sandbags for him to practice with. Jiang Li also discovered many small flaws in his original actions.

From the looks of it, these small flaws did not seem to matter much, but when it came to a life and death battle, perhaps a hair's breadth difference could decide victory or defeat.

Under Senior Sister Mulan's guidance, these flaws were quickly found and corrected.

As for the cultivation of the Ghost Wood Art, Jiang Li did not let it go. After all, in this world, Qi Refinement was the main path. He could not fall behind in this aspect.

However, he was different from others. For the sake of the pressure training of the corpse tide at night, he could only arrange the time to cultivate his Qi and continue listening to the sutra during the day.

With this cycle, time passed little by little.

...

Ten days later, the sword cultivator clone flew high in the sky like a shooting star and gradually slowed down. The flames on the flying sword's body extinguished as it slowly descended.

In the end, he could not stand his exhaustion and chose a valley that did not seem dangerous to land in.

The parallel mind clone could not benefit from the status buffs together with the main body. Although Tang Yan was at the Foundation Establishment realm, he was still a human.

After ten days of continuous flight, he could replenish his spiritual qi from time to time, so there was not much problem.

However, his physical and mental exhaustion were already quite severe. If he did not rest, his condition would worsen. If he met an enemy, he would fall into a very dangerous situation.

After landing in the valley, he casually waved Burning Rainbow and fiery sword qi flew out, splitting the grass and trees in the valley into pieces, almost causing a forest fire.

"Nothing jumped out here. It's safe."

Looking around, he saw a huge hollow tree lying on the ground.

It was the kind of withered tree that could allow a person to crawl whenever the protagonist in a movie was chased by a behemoth.

"This place is just right."

The clone did not bring the Yin Burial Coffin with him. It was not bad to have such a natural shelter while sleeping in the wilderness.

After entering the hole in the withered tree, the sword cultivator clone carefully released the Fire attribute spiritual qi and quickly roasted the moist tree hole. After burning all the insects and parasites in the tree hole, he stuffed the empty tree trunk with junk. After disguising himself, he fell asleep.

He slept for a long time.

The sword cultivator clone woke up after a bump.

Hmm… a bump?

After being stunned for a moment, Jiang Li started to feel that something was amiss.

The whistling wind outside and the slight rise and fall of weight indicated that the tree trunk he was on had been grabbed by something.

What kind of demon was so bored that it would pick up a tree trunk for no reason?

As he cursed, he also thought: Has the other party discovered me?

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Li did not act rashly. Instead, he drew his flying sword, Burning Rainbow, and dug a small hole in the tree hole.

The cold air in the sky instantly poured in. Looking down through the small hole, he was at least three thousand meters above the ground.

Gasp! It was so high. What had pulled him up?

He dug another small hole in the trunk.

What entered his sight were a few huge feathers the size of a basin reflecting a metallic luster.

A bird?

Jiang Li was surprised in his heart. Creatures in the cultivation world had always been rich in nutrition. In terms of size, each was more exaggerated than the previous. They simply grew without any fear.

Although he could not see the full appearance of the ferocious bird outside, he still had the experience of the Bodhisattva Heart Sutra.

With the sound of wings flapping in the air, Jiang Li constructed a model using his hearing. He could basically tell that this huge bird had a wingspan of at least 20 meters.

With this size, none of the demon beasts he had dealt with before could compare to it.

However, it did not crush the tree trunk with its claws. Why did it need to bring the entire tree trunk back? Why not just capture the prey?

Perhaps it wanted to build a nest?

Typically, birds would use dry branches to build their nests.

To this bird's size, an ordinary length like a tree branch was no different from a tree branch to it.

Due to water absorption, dry trees were harder to find than branches.

This tree trunk, which was dried by the spiritual qi of the sword cultivator clone for comfort, naturally attracted the giant bird's attention.

Jiang Li, who did not have any experience in this aspect, would not have expected that he would encounter such a thing even when sleeping in a tree.

If only he could use appraisal. The clone sighed and looked away from the small hole.

He took out a leather wine flask.

He raised his head and gulped it down. This was how the Liquor Fire Sword Cultivators prepared for battle.

This bird did not look kind at all. It was definitely a carnivore!

Jiang Li did not dare to guarantee that if he appeared directly, it would be calm and let his clone leave.