Practice begins with immortality

Wang Bai swung the Blood Soul Killing Sword, and with a flash of sword light, a sharp sword energy rushed towards Zhang Wan.

"So strong!" Zhang Wan was shocked and dodged the attack with a narrow escape. Then greed flashed in his eyes.

"Boy, such a precious treasure is beyond your reach. Hand over this magic weapon to me now, and offer me a bit of your spiritual essence to drive it, and I can spare your life." Zhang Wan said to Wang Bai with a cruel look on his face.

"Just you?"

Hearing this, Zhang Wan's mouth twitched slightly, and a trace of disdain and ridicule flashed across his face: "Hmph! Boy, you are so arrogant! Who do you think you are? Just a cultivator from a small place! I am a disciple of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace. How can a cultivator from a small place like you compare to my inheritance? It is easy for a disciple from a powerful force like me to fight a casual cultivator like you across levels. And-"

As he spoke, Zhang Wan's aura rose steadily, and in the blink of an eye he reached the middle stage of the Golden Core.

"I used the Qi Concealing Pearl to hide my cultivation level. You may have never heard of such a rare item as the Qi Concealing Pearl. With it, even a Nascent Soul cultivator can't see my cultivation level. Hahahaha..." Zhang Wan laughed triumphantly, with greed and ferocity flashing in his eyes.

After saying this, Zhang Wan took out a long sword. The blade flashed with cold light and exuded a powerful pressure. He sneered at Wang Bai and charged at him.

Then, Wang Bo punched him and his magic weapon into pieces.

"Thank you so much for coming all the way here to give me the treasure and telling me the function of the Qi-hiding beads."

Afterwards, Wang Bai found the Qi-storing Orb and Zhang Wan’s storage bag among the fragments.

Wang Bai refined the Qi-locking bead and stored it in his Dantian. The Qi-locking bead emitted a white light, and then Wang Bai's breath became illusory.

"Good stuff. With this, it will be much more convenient to move around in the future." Wang Bai praised.

Then he began to check Zhang Wan's storage bag.

"As expected of a demon cultivator, he has such a huge fortune. It seems like he has done a lot of murders and robberies." Wang Bai couldn't help but sigh.

In Zhang Wan's storage bag, Wang Bai found nearly 500,000 low-grade spirit stones and 300 mid-grade spirit stones—a staggering amount. In addition, there was a map and an animal hide scroll.

"This map is almost the same as the one I got from the demon spirit, except for a few special marks. It seems that the Ten Thousand Demons Palace or Zhang Wantong has some relationship with the Demonic Sect." Looking at the map, Wang Bai thought to himself.

Afterwards, Wang Bai turned his gaze to the animal hide scroll and slowly unfolded it. Six large characters were written at the beginning: Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method.

"To temporarily gain strength by disintegrating my body is suitable for me. And..." After carefully reading the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Method, Wang Bai had a bold idea in his mind.

On the other side, the central area of ​​the ruins.

"Zhang Wan is dead?!" Li Youying, who was recovering his magic power, felt a tremor in his heart. He felt that the spiritual origin belonging to Zhang Wan in his body had dissipated.

His face darkened, his eyes flickering with anger and resentment. However, he quickly calmed down, took a deep breath, and thought to himself, "Never mind. I don't need him anyway, so let him die. The most important thing now is to break the barrier at the heart of the ruins and get that item. But the daughter of the Daqian royal family is powerful and difficult to deal with..." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but frown, looking at the purple-clad figure not far away, a flicker of fear in his eyes.

Meanwhile, Zhao Qingling was also pondering this question. Her gaze fixed on the barrier ahead, her hands constantly moving incantations, trying to find a way to break it. A pensive expression crossed her face as she muttered to herself, "It will take at least three days to completely break this barrier. But what exactly is the purpose of the demonic cultivators from the Ten Thousand Demons Palace? Why are they here? Is it really just to fight for the treasures within these ruins? Or is there a deeper reason..." Her brow furrowed, filled with doubt and worry.

Both men fell silent, each pondering their next move. They both knew that to achieve their goal, they must first break the core barrier of the ruins. In the process, they might face threats from each other and deal with various dangers. Who knows what might be left behind in this demonic ruin?