Traveling through the Immortal Realm: Starting from Becoming a Top-Level Furnace Cauldron

Dongxuan Continent, Nanzhou, Southern Wei Kingdom.

Inside the deep palace, the old King of Southern Wei was lying on the dragon bed, dying.

At present, the old King of Southern Wei has no children, and there is no successor to the Southern Wei. Countless ministers and generals are eyeing the throne.

"Your Majesty, the southeastern border town has been lost, and refugees are heading towards the capital."

"Your Majesty, a large number of demonic cultivators have appeared in the West Mountain, and the local garrison has lost contact!"

"Report—A large number of demon cultivators have appeared a hundred miles outside the city. The general is leading his troops to resist them!"

The old King of Southern Wei lay quietly on the bed, listening to the countless reports outside the screen. He slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of helplessness and fatigue flashed in his eyes.

The situation in the Southern Wei Kingdom had reached such a point, but he was powerless to do anything.

The old King of Southern Wei's thoughts drifted to the past. The once prosperous Southern Wei Kingdom was now facing internal and external troubles.

"Your Majesty, what do you want?" A loyal old minister knelt in front of the bed and asked with concern.

The old King of Southern Wei shook his head slightly and said in a weak voice, "I am powerless to change the situation. I only hope that God will have mercy on Southern Wei and save this land from the ravages of war."

"Your Majesty, you cannot give up. The people of Southern Wei still need you!" The old minister said firmly with tears in his eyes.

"I know, I know..." the old King of Southern Wei sighed, "...but my body can no longer bear it."

The old minister held the old King of Southern Wei's withered hand, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"I have something that I need your help with." The old King of Southern Wei said slowly.

"Your Majesty, if you say so, I will definitely do it." With tears in his eyes, the old minister knelt beside the bed.

The old King of Southern Wei stared at the ceiling of the palace with his cloudy eyes, his thoughts wandering, as if he had returned to the days of more than ten years ago.

"Do you still remember... the Southwestern Gu Tribe?"

The old minister recalled and said quickly: "I remember that the Southwestern Gu Tribe was expelled from Southern Wei, wasn't it?"

"I once had a daughter, born to me by the Saint of the Southwestern Gu Tribe," the old King of Southern Wei said slowly in his aged voice. "Even you never knew about this... I kept her well hidden."

"That year, demonic cultivators invaded and wreaked havoc on South Continent. She was abducted by the demons, and by the time she escaped back, her heart and eyes had been dug out."

The old minister was extremely shocked. He had never thought that his master would do such a thing.

"Then...where is the princess now? If His Majesty can establish the princess as the legitimate heir, she can also come out to preside over the current national situation and appease the people!"

The old King of Southern Wei gave a wry smile, and his aged voice sounded like the cry of a crow.

"I'm afraid... it's impossible."

A hundred miles away from the capital of Southern Wei, dark clouds covered the sky, and a large number of demon cultivators and monsters formed a large group and were approaching the capital step by step.

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The giant hammer was pulled out from the chest of the Southern Wei soldier, and blood splattered everywhere, spraying on the faces of the demon cultivators.

"Run, run!"

"The general has been defeated, and Southern Wei is doomed!"

"Don't kill me, don't kill me—ah!"

The Southern Wei soldiers fled in all directions. Even if they moved their legs, they could not escape the control of the evil cultivators.

The demon cultivators in the lead were sucking blood crazily, their ferocious faces and evil pupils were chilling.

"Hehehe, the so-called Thirteen Kingdoms of Southern Continent, it seems they are nothing more than this."

The man's body was covered in sticky blood stains. He gently twisted the blood between his fingers and pulled out a line of blood.

The man next to him couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he swung his giant hammer and smashed the man's arm into a bloody mud.

"Kuang Tianchui, what are you doing!" the man said angrily.

However, in just a moment, the empty arm turned into a new arm as the blood flowed.

Kuang Tianchui said in a muffled voice: "Blood Controller, you are too noisy."

"You!" The Blood Controller pointed at Kuang Tianchui's forehead and gritted his teeth in anger.

"Stop making trouble, business is more important."

A hoarse voice came from behind the two of them. When they looked closely, they found that it was a monster with a tortoise shell on its back, but it was speaking like a human.

The Blood Controller knocked on the tortoise shell without any hesitation and said, "Old ghost, your face is just like the shell, it's getting thicker and thicker."

The ghost-armored monster opened its pointed mouth, its pupils as black as agate, staring straight at the capital of Southern Wei in the distance.

"Don't be so frivolous. Once we conquer Southern Wei, all of Nanzhou will be ours."

The Blood Controller chuckled and leaned close to the Ghost Armor Demon's ear, saying, "Old Ghost, stop pretending. Are you still mad because the Phantom Star Demon stole your Demon Army Commander?"

The Ghost Armor Demon didn't say anything, just glared at the Blood Controller, then slowly turned his head away.

"See, if you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent." The blood controller chuckled.

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The sound of the black ox horn was long and mournful. After three sounds, it spread throughout the entire army.

The three demon cultivators looked at the carriage in the center of the demon army, where sat the commander of the South Continent Demon Army.

"The whole army obeys the order——"

"Take down the capital of Southern Wei in one fell swoop!"

The voice of the Phantom Star Demon resounded through the sky. After hearing it, the three demon cultivators reorganized their troops and headed straight for the capital.

Inside the carriage, Phantom Star Demon was sitting in the main seat, drinking from a glass, and next to him was a familiar face.

"You are quite interesting, Ji Xian, for allowing the Demon Lord to personally instruct me to lead the army."

Ji Xian sat gracefully on the chair, looked at the Phantom Star Demon with a half-smile and said, "If you weren't the most powerful of the Twelve Earth Demons, I wouldn't have asked the Demon Lord for mercy."

"Hahahahahaha, now that I think about it, I have to thank you very much." The Phantom Star Demon said with narrowed eyes.

"What are you talking about?" Ji Xian said with a smile, "This position is for the strong."

"Well said, Ji Xian, your words are becoming more and more pleasant." The Phantom Star Demon took a sip of the blood wine in his cup and looked at Ji Xian. "But I'm curious, why were Blood Flowing Son and Bone Withered Demon buried in Longhua Kingdom one after another? It seems that you were involved in both of them, right?"

Ji Xian smiled to himself, stood up and poured a glass of wine for Phantom Star Demon, his eyes twinkling.

"There's an old saying that goes, 'He who knows the current situation is a hero.' They are inferior in skills, so naturally they can't escape. If it were you, you would definitely beat all the masters of Longhua Country to a pulp."

The Phantom Star Demon stared at Ji Xian, wondering what he was thinking.

The wine in the glass slowly filled up, leaving a blood-red trail.

"That's nice to say, but I'm not that superficial," the Phantom Star Demon put down his wine glass and asked, "What do you want from this expedition against Southern Wei?"

Ji Xian looked coldly outside the carriage in the direction of the capital and said softly, "I only ask for one thing—I want to personally kill the old emperor of Southern Wei."

The Phantom Star Demon sneered, "Have you lost your mind? Even though the old King of Southern Wei is dying, he is still in the Golden Core Stage. Even if he burns his life essence, he can still consume you."

"Besides, the Southern Wei royal family has more than a dozen foundation-building masters assisting him. Without absolute confidence, how dare you go against the enemy alone?"

Ji Xian didn't say much, but just lifted up her clothes. There was clearly a lightning-like mark under her white neck.

"This is……"

The Phantom Star Demon narrowed his eyes, looked carefully for a moment, and then his expression suddenly changed.

"Where did you get the source of magic?!"

Ji Xian smiled and said, "Aren't you curious about how I was able to go to the Northern Territory in such a short time and come back so quickly?"

The Phantom Star Demon stared at the woman in front of him, feeling extremely terrified.

"With a single thought, one can travel tens of thousands of miles," Ji Xian said slowly, "The demons from outside the realm cultivate the true path of demons."