Practice begins with immortality

"That Foundation Establishment cultivator who escaped earlier has returned. You've reached Perfect Foundation Establishment, is that your confidence? But unfortunately, you're still going to be devoured by me!" The demon sneered and looked at Wang Bai. He stretched out a hand and sent a black mist towards Wang Bai.

However, to the demon's surprise, the black mist was disintegrated by a powerful force before it even reached Wang Bo. A surge of wild aura suddenly surged from Wang Bo's body, completely dispersing the black mist.

"What?!" The demon spirit widened his eyes in shock. "This aura... could it be that he is a Jindan body cultivator?"

Mo Ling's expression turned extremely grim, but he quickly regained his composure. He said in a deep voice, "I see. No wonder you dared to come back to me. However, the resources of the Luoxia Mountains are not enough to support a Jindan body cultivator. I believe you are also from the Northern Yan cultivation world. We can—"

Before he could finish his words, Wang Bo suddenly moved. His figure flashed, and in an instant, he was in front of the demon spirit, swinging his fist at it. His fist flashed with lightning, carrying an endless amount of power.

"The true meaning of thunder?!" the demon spirit screamed, "Damn it, I must not take this punch!" He quickly took out a dark red sword and blocked it in front of him.

As soon as the long sword appeared, Wang Bai felt a tremor all over his body, as if suppressed by a terrifying force. Taking this opportunity, the demon spirit immediately retreated dozens of meters.

"A high-level magical weapon?"

Before Wang Bai could finish his words, countless blood-red sword energies surged from his surroundings, charging towards him. These energies were incredibly sharp, seemingly threatening to tear him apart. Yet, Wang Bai didn't dodge or evade, allowing the sword energies to strike him. His body was torn apart by the sword energy, blood splattering everywhere, but he remained determined to charge forward. With the mysterious ball of light as his support, Wang Bai wasn't afraid of injury at all.

Despite his injuries, Wang Bo charged straight at the demon like a ferocious beast. His eyes were filled with murderous intent and determination, leaving one shuddering. Finally, he reached the demon and, without hesitation, raised his fist and struck it fiercely.

With a loud bang, Wang Bo shattered the demon's body. The remains of the demon flew through the air, but there was no blood.

"A rotting corpse serving as a temporary shell?" Wang Bai said coldly, looking at the broken body of the demon spirit. He knew that this was just an incarnation of the demon spirit, and the real demon spirit had not suffered much damage.

Seeing that the demon spirit hadn't been harmed at all, a vertical eye pattern suddenly appeared between Wang Bai's eyebrows. This vertical eye pattern emitted a mysterious light, seemingly containing a powerful force. As the light flickered, a powerful aura erupted from Wang Bai.

"Damn it! How do you have the ability to destroy the soul?" The demon screamed in horror. He felt the terrifying aura from Wang Bai and was filled with fear.

Wang Bo's vertical eye emitted a black light, shooting straight at the demon spirit. This black light carried the power to damage the soul, making the demon spirit feel despair.

The demon spirit gritted his teeth, deciding to risk everything. He burned half of his own soul essence, forcibly activating the dark red longsword. As he activated it, the longsword emitted a dazzling red light.

Then, the blood-red sword energy instantly gathered together, forming a huge sword light. This sword light was incredibly powerful, like a sharp sword, piercing Wang Bai directly.

The sword light quickly penetrated Wang Bai's body and pierced his abdomen. Wang Bai's body shook for a moment, but he did not fall down.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mo Ling also used some kind of secret method to burn his life and fled the scene at an astonishing speed. He even abandoned the dark red long sword just to escape Wang Bo's pursuit.

"The sword energy that attacked my body is actually absorbing my own strength and attacking me in turn." Before he finished speaking, a surge of vitality surged in Wang Bai's body, all his injuries were repaired, and the strange force was directly dissolved.

After putting the magic weapon into the storage bag, Wang Bai directly chased in the direction where the evil spirit fled.

the other side.

"Damn it! Not only did my injuries not recover this time, but half of my soul essence was burned. It seems that I can only possess another body." The evil spirit forcibly suppressed his injuries and fled to his lair.

"I had originally planned to wait for Xiao Miao to establish his foundation and then devour him to help him break through to the middle stage of the Golden Core. Fortunately, this kid's spiritual roots are rare Yin spiritual roots. After taking over his body, I will be just right to practice the Netherworld Ghost Art. Combined with my experience, it may be possible for him to return to the Golden Core stage."