My Optimized Immortal Life

"They arrived much faster than expected. Could it be that I was the first one to come in?"

Zuo Ze muttered something, then chuckled.

So what if he was tricked? With his strength, as long as the opponent was not a Jindan stage cultivator, he could run away even if he couldn't beat the other guys.

After entering Pingxiang Prefecture this time, I will find a sect in the prefecture to break through to the Jindan stage.

Should we go to Qianhemen? Or Lily Sect?

Zuo Ze thought so.

Suddenly, a voice sounded right in front of him.

"You must be Zuo Ze, the true disciple of the Red Blood."

Zuo Ze came back to his senses immediately after hearing this. He looked forward and saw a cultivator in white clothes, with a straight face and a tuft of white beard on his chin standing in the air, looking down at him condescendingly, his eyes filled with the arrogance unique to the righteous sect.

"Hasn't anyone ever told you that the higher you stand, the harder you fall?"

Zuo Ze's thoughts were interrupted, and he snorted lightly. He swung the Hundred Souls Banner in his hand, and poured magic power into it. Immediately, rolling black mist dissipated from the banner, and in a few breaths, it enveloped Zuo Ze and the white-robed monk.

"Hmm...this black fog?"

The monk in white robes let out a light exclamation, and a spiritual light appeared in his hand, but then suddenly went out.

"What kind of method is this that can actually limit my magic power?"

He released his spiritual sense, wanting to investigate the situation within the black fog, but his spiritual sense could not move forward after only leaving his body for ten feet, as if encountering an invisible barrier. The calmness on his face instantly vanished.

His name is Qianshan Taoist, and he is a casual cultivator who is in the foundation-building stage. This time, he was summoned by the Righteous Alliance to come and kill the invading demon cultivators, but what he didn't expect was that the invading demon cultivator was actually Zuo Ze.

Zuo Ze is the most prominent rising star in the magic world in the past decade, and his battle record is shocking. However, Qianshan is not afraid. As Zuo Ze becomes more famous, all his methods have long been memorized by those who are interested. He also has enough strategies to deal with the hundreds of resentful souls in the Hundred Souls Banner. Even if there are hidden cards, he also has them, so he will not be killed instantly. Even if he really cannot win, he can still fight to a draw.

Moreover, he was not the only monk who came to encircle and suppress him. As long as he could delay for a while, someone would naturally support him.

In fact, the original plan was for the five foundation-building cultivators to work together to encircle and suppress the invading demon cultivators, but Qianshan wanted to make a contribution, so he increased his speed and arrived here ahead of time.

But now it seems that his plan is going to go wrong.

Zuo Ze was surrounded by black fog, with no expression of joy or sadness on his face.

The Hundred Souls Banner in his hand seemed to be undergoing a transformation. Countless dark lines spread from the bottom of the banner. As these lines appeared, the spiritual energy fluctuations of the Hundred Souls Banner also increased. The magical weapon, which was originally at the perfect foundation-building level, actually broke through this barrier and leaped directly to a new realm.

In the black fog, the Hundred Souls Banner in Zuo Ze's hand suddenly emitted a bright light, but this light was as black as ink, forming a terrifying demonic shadow in the air.

A Jindan-level magic weapon!

This is one of Zuo Ze’s biggest trump cards in this operation.

After being nurtured by the souls of many cultivators, his Hundred Souls Banner successfully broke through the gap between spiritual weapons and magic weapons, becoming a Jindan-level magic weapon. Although the level of the Hundred Souls Banner is higher than Zuo Ze's own cultivation, Zuo Ze has long regarded the Hundred Souls Banner as his life-long magic weapon. After various sacrifices such as essence, blood, spirit and soul, even though it has become a magic weapon, Zuo Ze can still control it with ease.

This is the trump card that determines victory or defeat in the foundation-building stage.

Not every foundation-building cultivator can withstand the power of the Jindan level.

Even those cultivators from top sects would probably not be a match for Zuo Ze if they did not have means of the same level.

"Go."

Zuo Ze gently waved the Hundred Souls Banner, releasing all the resentful souls stored in it.

The space around him was suddenly filled with countless resentful souls. After careful counting, there were actually thousands of these resentful souls, and they were all transformed from cultivators who had cultivated in their lifetime. This meant that Zuo Ze slaughtered thousands of cultivators in order to refine the Hundred Souls Banner.

Now, under Zuo Ze's command, these resentful souls suddenly surged towards the unsuspecting Taoist Qianshan.

Taoist Qianshan was trapped in the black fog, his consciousness and magic power were restricted, so he could only rely on spiritual weapons to protect himself to prevent Zuo Ze from attacking him secretly.

At the same time, he was also retreating backwards, trying to leave the range of the black fog from behind.

But before he reached the edge of the black fog, he saw the vengeful spirit that had come to him.

"Humph, you want to use these resentful souls to consume my mana? Unfortunately, I'm well prepared."

As he spoke, he took out three golden-red swords from his storage bag and injected his magic power into them. The three swords suddenly hummed softly and flew up one after another, turning into three golden rainbows that penetrated among the resentful souls. Once the resentful souls touched the rainbows, they would melt away.

In this way, the resentful souls that were originally intended to be consumed have become the objects of consumption.

Qianshan's mouth curled up. These three pure yang red gold swords were spiritual weapons that he had spent huge sums of money to build specifically to restrain demonic cultivators. Each of them had the effect of restraining resentful souls, blood souls, and even demonic magic power. They could also use resentment and demonic energy to enhance their own power. They were his trump cards for this time when he came alone.

"Oh, Pure Yang Red Gold? No wonder you dare to come here alone."

Zuo Ze was in the black fog domain created by the Hundred Souls Banner. Both his magic power and spiritual awareness were amplified by the Hundred Souls Banner. Although he was hundreds of meters away from Bai Yi, he knew the situation there clearly.

"However, pure Yang red gold alone is not enough."

He shook his head and waved the Hundred Souls Banner in his hand again, and new changes suddenly occurred in the black fog.

"Ok?"

After the Pure Yang Red Gold Sword killed several more resentful souls, Qianshan felt something was wrong.

From the beginning till now, his Pure Yang Red Gold Sword has killed hundreds of resentful souls. Although they were only resentful souls with the same cultivation level as Qi Refining cultivators, this was not a loss that could be ignored for Zuo Ze.

Just when he was beginning to doubt and was about to recall the three Pure Yang Red Gold Swords.

The black fog that originally only covered this place suddenly surged up, and at once sucked the two pure yang red gold swords into it.

Qianshan's face suddenly showed horror, and he immediately made a spell, trying to call back the three magic swords together, but he could not sense the spiritual imprints placed on two of the magic swords.

Then only a pure Yang red gold sword returned to him and he held it in his hand.

Damn it, I thought this black fog could only block magic power and spiritual consciousness, but I didn’t expect it could actually erase the spiritual mark on the spiritual weapon.

But the changes in the black fog did not end there.

Under Qianshan's horrified gaze, the black mist just gently rolled over his protective spiritual shield, and a big hole was instantly worn away in his protective spiritual shield. He immediately urged the defensive spiritual weapon floating beside him to repair the shield.

But what he didn't expect was that his defensive spiritual weapon was also stained with black mist.

This situation immediately reminded him of the supreme magic technique that was famous throughout the Song Dynasty a thousand years ago.

"This...this is..."

Before he could finish his words, the black fog suddenly rose again, directly sucking him into it, and he disappeared without a trace.

Zuo Ze stood in place. When he saw Qianshan being sucked into the black fog, he stopped injecting the magic power into the Hundred Souls Banner. The black fog stopped surging and gradually dissipated, but Qianshan's figure was no longer seen at the spot.