Practice begins with immortality

After a while, the two black auras slowly condensed and eventually transformed into two human figures. One was tall, with an unclear face, dressed in a black robe, and exuding a powerful aura; the other was short, with a mean face, dressed in a gray robe, and a cunning glint in his eyes.

"My two fellow Taoists, according to the previous agreement, the soul of the Jindan cultivator belongs to you, and this Jindan belongs to me. And this storage bag..." The cicada demon looked at the two of them, with a hint of greed in his eyes.

After saying that, the cicada demon opened his mouth and sucked the golden elixir into his mouth. Then he closed his eyes, feeling the powerful force in the golden elixir, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Seeing the cicada demon swallow the golden elixir, a sinister glint flashed across the short old man's eyes, but it quickly vanished, as if it had never appeared. He looked at the cicada demon, smiled, and said, "Of course, if it weren't for Fellow Daoist Chan's remains, we wouldn't be able to kill this golden elixir. But..."

"Hmph!" The cicada demon snorted coldly, seeming dissatisfied with the words of the short old man.

The black-robed man beside him quickly tried to smooth things over, saying, "Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Chan. We only got these things thanks to you. So, I'll keep this storage bag for now. I'm willing to swear an oath to my inner demon that after we defeat the Purple Jade Sect, we'll both take what we need."

The other two listened and had no objection.

"But it seems that Old Ghost Chen has not passed away as rumored, but he will probably be dead soon. The longer the night, the more trouble there is. You two should come with me to catch him and eliminate the root of the problem." The cicada demon said coldly, his tone full of murderous intent.

"Okay!" The black-robed man and the short old man looked at each other and nodded in agreement. They knew that if they didn't completely get rid of Chen Laogui and his disciples, there might be trouble in the future.

With that, the cicada demon took the lead, transforming into a streak of light and chasing in the direction of Chen Laogui's escape. The black-robed man and the short old man followed closely behind, also transforming into two streaks of light and following closely.

Three beams of light sped through the air at an extremely fast speed and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, on the other side, the Chiyu Market was in chaos, and a foundation-building cultivator led a team to raid the market.

The inner area of ​​the market was filled with the aura of magic, and cultivators were dying every minute. Three figures were fighting in the sky above the market. One of them was Zhao Kai. The other two who fought him were both Foundation Establishment cultivators, one in the early stage of Foundation Establishment, and the other, who was at the same level as Zhao Kai, was in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

After four breaths, the two men, seeing Zhao Kai was already at a disadvantage, attacked him simultaneously. Then, with a loud bang, countless silver-white lightning flashes exploded. Zhao Kai used his trump card—a second-grade, superior-grade lightning talisman! The impact of the lightning talisman directly collapsed the houses within hundreds of meters below.

"Using three second-grade, top-grade thunder talismans together, unless one is a Jindan ghost cultivator, they will definitely be blown to ashes." After saying this, Zhao Kai endured his injuries and flew away. He wanted to find a safe place to heal his wounds.

Like the Red Jade Market, the other markets under the Purple Jade Sect were also attacked, not only by cultivators from the Ghost Spirit Sect, but also by those who took advantage of the situation to loot. However, despite the devastation within the Luoxia Mountains, Wang Bai was completely safe and had been using the Shadow Transmission Talisman to obtain information.

Two hours later, the battle had reached a fever pitch, with even Foundation Establishment cultivators falling like raindrops. But at this moment, dark clouds began to gather in the sky.

"Is that the golden elixir thunder tribulation?" someone exclaimed.

"No, it's, it's the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation!" someone corrected, the voice full of disbelief and shock.

Everyone looked up at the sky, watching the increasingly dark thunderclouds, a surge of awe welling up in their hearts. "This thunder tribulation isn't right! The range is too large. Could it be that so many people are undergoing the tribulation, angering the heavens?" someone said in despair. This was already a divine punishment, under which no life could exist. Then, countless spiritual lights immediately scattered. The range of the divine punishment was limited to a hundred miles, and they were on the edge. As long as they escaped the range of the heavenly punishment, they would survive!

Meanwhile, Wang Bai put his things away and immediately used the Small Teleportation Talisman. After a flash of light, Wang Bai appeared on a hill. Gazing at the thunderclouds over the southern part of the Luoxia Mountains, Wang Bai lost consciousness. "The power of heaven and earth is truly terrifying!" Wang Bai sighed, then immediately left.

From within the thunderclouds, faint rumbles of thunder echoed, like the roar of heaven and earth. Each bolt of lightning pierced the sky like a giant dragon, bringing with it endless pressure. This sudden divine punishment instantly silenced the chaotic battlefield, and all the cultivators fled frantically to avoid being affected by the wrath.

On the other side, under divine punishment.

"Damn old ghost Chen! Do you want to die with us through the heavenly calamity?!" the gray-robed man cursed.

"Now run for your lives!"

However, at this moment, the man in black robe suddenly made a move, and a black rope appeared in his hand, which he swung towards the cicada demon and the man in gray robe.

"Not good!" The two men's faces changed drastically, but it was too late to dodge.

The rope, like a living thing, instantly wrapped around the two men's bodies and bound them tightly.

"Demon, what do you want to do? Let us go!" the cicada demon shouted in horror.

"Hehehe, please sacrifice yourselves and help me escape. This mid-grade magical weapon, the Dragon Binding Rope, will be your burial companion!" The black-robed demon sneered.

After saying this, he turned and flew away, leaving the cicada demon and the gray-robed man to be drowned by the heavenly tribulation...