Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

With a thought, the black water shield flew in front of him, and the black light expanded and spread outward, condensing into a light black barrier shield that protected his entire body.

"Indeed, this barrier has a shimmering surface and also has the effect of dissipating force."

Jiang Han raised his hand and lightly touched the barrier, feeling the flow of the water law.

"Just how strong is the defense of this celestial treasure?"

He remembered clearly that at that time, the demon king had not yet refined this treasure, but he relied on the defensive barrier of this treasure to withstand the power of his Daoist technique, Sunset Strike.

Since he learned the Sunset Technique, he has been able to kill his opponents every time he uses it. This is the first time that his attack has been blocked from the front, which shows how strong this treasure is.

Now that he has the treasure, he naturally wants to try it out for himself.

Thinking of this, Jiang Han raised his hand and clenched his fist, his blood and qi surging within him. His right hand shone with a dazzling golden light, and he punched the water shield barrier with all his might.

"Wow—"

The water rippled, the defensive barrier swayed slightly, and his fist pierced through the water shield, striking the outside.

A strong wind howled, causing the surrounding flames to surge.

Jiang Han's face froze for a moment, and he subconsciously turned to look at the sword spirit.

Coincidentally, the sword spirit was also looking at him.

The two stared at each other. The sword spirit's lips curled up and then quickly suppressed them. He then turned his head away naturally, as if nothing had happened.

But she couldn't help but secretly raise the corners of her mouth.

It's really not easy. After spending so much time together, this is the first time she's seen Jiang Han act foolishly...

However, even though he was exceptionally talented, suffered countless hardships, and possessed a resilience far beyond that of ordinary people, he was still, in the end, just a child.

"As expected of a celestial treasure, it is truly wondrous."

Jiang Han coughed lightly, pretended to be nonchalant as he withdrew his fist, then released his azure-gold flying sword, which spun in the air before stabbing it hard into the water shield.

Ding--!

This time it worked. The flying sword was easily blocked by the water shield, and ripples spread across its surface, completely dissipating the power of the flying sword and failing to even stir up any air currents.

This was a sword strike that used sixty percent of his strength, yet he blocked it so easily. The water shield's defense is so strong that it could probably easily resist the demon king's black demonic fire.

No wonder celestial treasures are so rare; offensive treasures are incredibly sharp and powerful, even demon kings in the Nascent Soul stage find them difficult to withstand.

This defensive treasure is also a life-saving weapon; if activated at full power, even he himself probably couldn't break through his own defenses.

More importantly, these celestial treasures are very easy to activate, requiring very little energy; they mostly absorb the energy of the laws of heaven and earth on their own.

To put it more precisely, once this celestial treasure recognizes its master, it's like a laborer who doesn't need to work for free. It only requires issuing a command, and it will automatically draw on external energy to defend itself against enemies, without the master needing to expend any additional energy.

Not bad, very good.

Now that he has obtained these two treasures, his combat power has increased several levels. If he were to encounter the Demon King again, he would surely win even more easily.

However, the other demon kings must also possess celestial treasures, so we must be careful in dealing with them.

With a wave of his hand, Jiang Han stored the two immortal treasures into his sea of ​​consciousness to nurture them. He glanced at the refining furnace and, seeing that there was still plenty of time, took out a fist-sized black demon core.

This demon core is none other than the demon core of the Mountain-Shaking Demon King. It is pitch black, with black flames surging and burning inside, and five black and red flame patterns flickering on its surface.

Having previously consumed the demon cores of ordinary demon cultivators, he condensed a Law Thunder Dragon and even generated some thunder runes.

After entering the second level, it devoured some more demon cores, and the runes had condensed to nearly 80%.

Judging by the speed, as long as he swallows the demon king's core again, it should be enough to fill in the runes completely.

According to the sword spirit's speculation, once the rune is complete, it should be related to the origin of thunder, but the specifics will only be known after testing.

If he could truly comprehend the origin of thunder during the Nascent Soul stage, his strength would reach an unbelievable level.

If used properly, one might even have the opportunity to advance their cultivation level.

He is already at the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm. If he advances one more step, wouldn't he be at the late-stage of the Nascent Soul realm?

Just thinking about that realm made Jiang Han's heart flutter slightly.

The late stage of the Nascent Soul realm is only one step away from the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul realm. If he can really break through to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm in the Immortal Palace, he might reach the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul realm when he leaves Xuandao Mountain!

That was a realm he had longed for since his previous life, and in this life, he finally had hope of achieving it.

Jiang Han took a deep breath, forcefully stopping his thoughts, and the Devouring Black Hole slowly emerged, swallowing the demon core into it.

In an instant, the demon core rapidly melted away, transforming into surging Yuan energy that poured into the dantian with unparalleled ferocity, igniting a black sea of ​​fire within the dantian and burning wildly.

The sea of ​​fire was fierce, but it did not emit any heat. Instead, it transformed into streaks of fire the moment it appeared, which were swallowed by the waiting thunder dragon. Once inside, the fire turned into streams of lightning.

The demon core was digested and shrunk, constantly transforming into a sea of ​​fire that rushed into the dantian, only to be devoured again by the thunder dragon.

After about fifteen minutes, the runes inside the Thunder Dragon finally began to move.

The runes seemed to come alive, emitting tiny sparks of electricity as they extended along the original lines.

It was as if an invisible paintbrush, unwielded by anyone, was meticulously sketching within the Thunder Dragon's body, trying to complete the runes perfectly.

As time passed, the runes became more and more complete, but just as the last stroke was about to be completed, the surging lightning suddenly went out, and the paintbrush disappeared as well.

The Thunder Dragon roared to the sky, stirring up a raging sea of ​​fire, which it then swallowed whole.

However, the remaining demon core power no longer condensed into runes, but instead transformed into lightning, surging into various parts of the thunder dragon's body, making the dragon's body more solid and its color deeper.

Before long, the demon core was completely digested, and the Thunder Dragon closed its eyes and fell asleep as if it had eaten its fill, its breathing emitting bursts of thunder.

"Ok?"

Jiang Han was puzzled. They were only one step away from success, so why did it suddenly end?

"Could it be that something is missing?"

If something is truly missing, after much thought, the most likely candidate is the Demon King's primordial spirit.

Since the primordial spirit actively leaves the body and escapes, the demon core will naturally lack some of its spirituality. If the demon king's primordial spirit can be captured, it should be able to fill this gap.

Of course, there could be other reasons, but whether or not, we'll find out by capturing that demon king's primordial spirit.

Speaking of which, the demon king's primordial spirit has been gone for a long time, so it's about time he found some helpers to come back and take revenge, right?

Jiang Han finished his practice and opened his eyes. Not wanting to disturb the sword spirit who was still busy, he got up and went outside the courtyard. He looked at Zhuang Heng, who was dressed in tattered clothes and was slumped in front of the door in a daze.

One glance is enough to tell that it must have been illuminated by the light of the golden needles earlier.

After all, it was a celestial treasure. Although he blocked much of the golden light, it was only a few rays that escaped, which was not something an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator could handle.

"Fellow Daoist Zhuang," he called softly, his voice penetrating deep into his mind.

Zhuang Heng snapped out of his daze, looked up and saw Jiang Han, and immediately jumped up: "Senior Jiang!"

He subconsciously swallowed, then quickly stood up, not daring to ask about the golden light, and respectfully said:

"I have already reported the matter of the Demon King to the City Lord, who has ordered me to invite you to the front hall for a discussion."

Jiang Han looked up in a certain direction. He had noticed a gaze coming from there before, but it was slapped away by the sword spirit as soon as it arrived.

Looking back now, it must have been the city lord of Wanjie City back then.