Immortality and Cultivation: This old man seeks enlightenment through mere survival.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became subtle and tense.

The previous disdain and mockery were replaced by shock and solemnity.

The old man's gaze beneath his hood grew even more sinister, and his withered fingers curled slightly.

Zhang Lingwei's beautiful eyes sparkled with a strange light, but also showed a hint of wariness.

Xiao Wujian's body hummed with sword intent, as if he had encountered a worthy opponent to draw his sword.

With one more formidable enemy, the distribution of Sword Spirit Grass would be reduced, naturally putting the group in a bad mood. However, none of them would dare to be the first to attack the unfathomable Nine Nether.

"Hmph, hiding your true colors, what a clever tactic!"

Hei Hong broke the silence first with a deep, muffled voice, slamming his giant axe down with a dull thud.

"Since everyone is qualified, let's see who has the best skills! I'm going to have this Sword Spirit Grass!"

Before he finished speaking, his massive body suddenly burst forth with a speed disproportionate to its size, like a heavy chariot, crashing into the seven sword spirit herbs deep within the sword tomb!

This movement was like lighting a fuse!

"Do it!"

"Rob!"

Xiao Wujian let out a cold shout, his fingers forming a sword shape, his body moving with the sword, his entire being transforming into a streak of white sword light, the incomparably sharp sword energy tearing through the air with a "hissing" sound.

Zhang Lingwei chuckled, lightly touched the ground with her lotus feet, and her figure floated out like a ghost.

The old man with the demonic flames transformed into a fleeting black shadow and silently disappeared close to the ground.

However, the seven late-stage second-tier fog demons guarding the spirit herb are no mere decorations!

They emitted sharp, piercing cries, stirring up towering black mist as they charged forward.

These mist demons have blue faces and fangs, their bodies are like cast black iron, and three rows of withered, long claws under their ribs gleam with a cold, eerie light. Their mist wings flap behind them, moving with ghostly speed, and their claws tear through the air, emitting a piercing shriek.

"Go away!"

Black Torrent roared, neither dodging nor avoiding, and activated the Black Water Secret Technique. Thick black water flowed wildly on its dark skin, forming a flowing defensive layer.

Dangdang Dangdang!

The mist demon's claws slammed into him, sparks flying and a metallic clang echoing as they struck, leaving only white marks.

The giant axe in his hand, the size of a door panel, was enveloped in dark, watery light, and he cleaved down with the force of splitting mountains and shattering rocks!

With a deafening roar, a mist demon was cleaved away, its black mist dissipating, leaving a deep axe mark on its body.

Xiao Wujian was even more astonishing. He pointed his fingers like a sword and casually flicked them, and an extremely condensed white sword aura burst forth!

With a "sizzle", several of the mist demon's claws, which were as hard as refined steel, were cleanly severed at the root, leaving the cut surfaces as smooth as mirrors!

Even without drawing his sword, he already possessed such power, truly deserving of the title of the number one swordsman below the Core Formation stage!

Zhang Lingwei was the most agile, flitting about like a butterfly among flowers, dodging the attacks of the mist demon's claws.

It seemed dangerous, but it was actually done with composure.

Her goal was clear: she didn't bother with the Mist Demon at all, but focused all her energy on dodging and charging forward, heading straight for the Sword Spirit Grass.

"Hmph, you slippery woman!" Hei Hong cursed upon seeing this.

The old man with the demonic flames made a hand seal, and a ball of black flame suddenly condensed. He casually threw it out, and it landed on another mist demon.

The mist demon let out a shrill scream, and the black flames burned wildly like a malignant sore, instantly burning half of its body into nothingness, its power terrifying!

Jiuyou's performance was the wildest and most domineering!

He let out a low roar, and his blood and qi burned fiercely like flames. Behind him, the phantom of a roaring, savage bear faintly appeared!

[The Power of the Savage Bear!]

Faced with the mist demons blocking his way from both sides, he neither dodged nor evaded, nor did he employ any fancy techniques; he simply chose the most brute force method—

They crashed right into it!

Bang!Bang!

Two deep, resounding thuds, like the beating of drums!

The two mist demons seemed to have been struck head-on by a prehistoric beast; their claws snapped off, their chests caved in deeply, and their massive bodies flew backward like rag dolls!

Nine Nether's speed did not decrease; like a blood-red meteor, it ruthlessly smashed open a path!

Seeing that Jiuyou was the first to approach the Sword Spirit Grass with his terrifying physique, the others' expressions changed.

A sinister glint flashed in the old man's eyes as he spoke in a sinister tone, his voice carrying a seductive undertone:

"This person has the strongest physique. If we don't join forces to restrain him first, he might end up monopolizing this Sword Spirit Grass!"

Having said that, he didn't hesitate at all. He flicked his finger, and another ball of insidious and vicious black flame shot silently straight into the back of Jiuyou's heart!

This move was intended to obstruct, to test, and to divert disaster to the netherworld.

"Senior, be careful!"

Jiang Feng, who had been closely monitoring the battle, immediately spoke up to remind them, his heart pounding in his throat.

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Jiuyou didn't even turn around. He struck out with his palm, and blood and qi gushed out from his palm, instantly condensing into a thick armor shield made of blood qi—[Blood Qi Gluttony Armor]!

laugh--! !

The black flames crashed against the blood-red armor shield, producing a scorching and corrosive sound.

Although it was eventually blocked, the eerie flames scorched the armor and shield black, and a chilling aura even tried to penetrate the body, but was forcibly dispersed by the surging blood and qi of the Nine Netherworlds.

However, in that very instant of obstruction, the attacks from the others arrived!

A ruthless glint flashed in Hei Hong's eyes. He didn't want to be outdone by a stranger who was a physical cultivator. He swept his giant axe, forcing back the mist demon beside him. He clenched his left fist, and black water rapidly swirled and condensed on his arm before unleashing a punch from a distance:

"Black Waterfall Fist!"

A condensed black fist force, carrying heavy moisture, slammed into Jiuyou's flank like a cannonball!

Xiao Wujian's eyes turned cold. Although he had the dignity of a sword cultivator, the old man of the Demon Flame was right. He could not let the strongest person succeed so easily.

"Leave!"

He pointed his fingers like a sword, and with a flick of his wrist, an extremely sharp sword aura slashed out, aiming straight at Jiuyou's calf!

Zhang Lingwei was also a decisive person. She chuckled lightly and said, "Brother Dao, I'm sorry~"

With a flick of her jade hand, several tiny, almost invisible emerald needle shadows (the magical artifact "Azure Scale Needles") were swirling in the wind from her sleeve, cunningly shooting towards several vital acupoints in the Nine Netherworlds. Her technique was insidious and vicious.

Facing the combined attack of several people, Jiuyou roared, his voice echoing throughout the cave:

"Are you afraid of us?!"

The Blood Gluttonous Armor shone brightly, withstanding the impact of the Black Waterfall Fist!

At the same time, his blood and qi surged from his feet, and he stomped down hard, like a wild elephant trampling the ground, crushing Xiao Wujian's sneak attacking sword qi!

Instead of retreating, he advanced, lunging towards the Sword Spirit Grass at an even faster speed!

Puff puff!

When the Azure Scale Needles struck the Blood Qi, most of them were deflected. Only a few penetrated slightly, but they were held in place by the tough muscles and could not go deeper.

With the help of this combined force, Jiuyou's speed increased again, and he rushed into the three-zhang range of the Sword Spirit Grass first!

Om-!

The moment you step into this area, sword energy bursts forth!

An invisible sword net domain naturally formed around the seven sword spirit herbs, and the sharp sword energy was enough to kill ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators, making it difficult for others to get close.

But this obviously couldn't stop Jiuyou.

He reached out with his large hand, the Blood Gluttonous Armor covering his palm. Ignoring the invisible sword energy that was cutting towards him, he made a teeth-grinding friction sound and directly grabbed the two sword spirit herbs, pulling them up with a swift motion!