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

"stop!"

"lay down!"

Seeing that Jiuyou had succeeded, he wanted to grab another one!

Hei Hong, Xiao Wujian, and the others had bloodshot eyes. They roared and used their respective methods to shake off the entangled mist demons, rushing towards the remaining spiritual herbs with all their might.

The scene instantly descended into chaos!

Several late-stage Foundation Establishment experts restrained and attacked each other, while the remaining Great Fog Demon also launched a frenzied attack!

The Foundation Establishment cultivators from various factions, unable to contain themselves any longer, rushed in with red eyes, trying to take advantage of the chaos.

The entire depths of the Sword Tomb were in complete chaos.

Zhang Lingwei moved with the fastest agility, her slender hand reaching out to skillfully avoid the area formed by sword energy, and plucked a plant.

Hei Hong roared as he withstood a claw attack from a mist demon, black water splashing from his shoulder, and forcefully charged into the Sword Net domain, risking everything to pluck a plant.

Xiao Wujian unleashed his sword energy, his sharp sword light sweeping across the area, temporarily clearing a small patch of land, and calmly plucked a plant.

Jiang Feng also rushed in during the chaos.

Despite having the lowest cultivation level, he was agile and quietly activated his Golden Eyes of Truth. A golden light flashed in his eyes, and the dense and dangerous sword net domain became traceable in his vision.

"Chance!!"

A hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Feng's eyes. He narrowly avoided several deadly sword energies, seized an opening, and suddenly struck, successfully plucking a sword spirit grass!

"Kid, let go!"

"Early Foundation Establishment stage? You dare to challenge me?"

A small team of Foundation Establishment cultivators, their eyes filled with envy, roared and pounced on Jiang Feng, attempting to snatch the Sword Spirit Grass that he had already obtained.

Jiang Feng's expression changed slightly, his eyes flashed, and several golden beams shot out, blocking the group's path.

Whoosh whoosh! !

However, those people were clearly not teaming up for the first time; their teamwork was skillful, and the two of them managed to block the golden light.

Another cultivator seized the opportunity to form a hand seal, unleashing a pair of ghostly lights that instantly lunged at Jiang Feng's legs!

[The Devil's Hand Steals!]

That eerie light was actually a pair of claw-shaped magical artifacts forged from human hand bones!

Jiang Feng's golden eyes were frantically activated as he tried to capture the trajectory of the ghostly light and dodge, but his lack of raw strength still caused him to be accidentally grabbed by a demonic hand!

Tear--!

Jiang Feng groaned as a large chunk of flesh was torn from his left thigh, leaving it bleeding profusely and the bone visible!

Jiuyou also instantly noticed the situation here.

"court death."

Jiuyou snorted coldly, and with a few flashes, he immediately arrived above the group.

He threw a punch, and the force of the punch was like Mount Tai pressing down, instantly blasting a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator to pieces!

Blood mist splashed.

This elder from a Foundation Establishment family died instantly without even letting out a scream.

The other cultivators in the team were terrified at the sight and scattered like birds and beasts, no longer caring about the sword spirit grass!

"Senior, spare your life!"

"Spare my life!"

"Run away!"

Jiuyou remained expressionless. Anyone who dared to touch him would only meet a death!

He raised his hand and ripped a man's throat apart with a single claw strike!

With one step, the other person's head exploded with a "bang"!

Some even attempted a desperate counterattack, yelling, "Aaaaaah, die!!"

A pair of [Demon Hand Snatching] magical artifacts flew over and firmly gripped Jiu You's shoulders.

A hint of surprise flashed in the cultivator's eyes. His magic weapons were incredibly sharp; they could even crush Xuan Iron Refined Stone—a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator could be seriously injured if he wasn't careful!

However, the next moment, when he activated the [Demon Hand Seize], it seemed to clamp down on a solid rock, completely still and unmoving!

"what?!"

The cultivator looked terrified and incredulous. No matter how hard he tried to activate it, Jiuyou remained unmoved!

"Humph!"

Jiuyou's body trembled, and a phantom image of a roaring gluttonous beast appeared on the shoulder armor of the [Blood罡饕甲]!

Roar! !

It actually shattered the pair of [Demon Hand Snatching] magic weapons!

When the magical artifact connected to his life was destroyed, the cultivator immediately suffered a backlash, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Before he could react, Jiuyou had already flashed in front of him and placed her broad hands on his shoulders!

The cultivator opened his mouth wide, his whole body trembling like a leaf, and uttered only one word:

"Rare..."

Tear——!!

Blood rained down, and two halves of a corpse lay scattered on the ground, along with its filthy entrails...

Nine Netherworlds faced the blood rain, tilting their heads back to enjoy it slightly.

He turned around, stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, his eyes blazing with ferocity, and the demonic nature within him was fully unleashed.

"Who else?!"

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The terrifying scene of tearing apart a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator with bare hands was deeply imprinted in everyone's minds, chilling them to the bone.

The lower-level cultivators instinctively took a few steps back, fearing they would become the next target.

Even Jiang Feng couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. The ruthlessness of this senior's methods when he was about to kill was truly terrifying.

however.

In that brief moment of deathly silence and as everyone was stunned by the ferocious power of the Nine Netherworlds, a dark figure silently swept to the very center of the Sword Tomb like a ghost!

It's the Demon Flame Elder!

While everyone's attention was drawn to Jiuyou's slaughter, he grabbed the last "Sword Spirit Grass," the most "dazzling" and with the most astonishing sword energy, in his hand!

"Hahaha! This treasure is finally mine!"

The moment the old man with the demonic flames succeeded, he couldn't help but let out a triumphant, hoarse laugh, his withered hands trembling slightly with excitement.

He could sense the astonishing sword intent and spiritual energy contained in this "spiritual herb," ​​far surpassing that of others!

It was at the very moment he plucked the last "spiritual herb" that he did so.

The ground deep within the Sword Tomb trembled very slightly.

A subtle flutter of emotion arose...

But this subtle change, fueled by everyone's greed for the treasure, their fear of the Nine Netherworlds, and the stimulation of the Demon Flame Elder's success—

It was completely ignored.

The old man with the demonic flames clutched the "Sword Spirit Grass" tightly, his eyes burning with greed. He spoke in a sinister tone, his voice infused with magical power, clearly echoing throughout the entire area:

"Everyone! What are you waiting for?!"

This fiend (pointing to Jiuyou) has obtained three Sword Spirit Grasses, making him even more powerful and bloodthirsty!

If we don't join forces to eliminate him now, we'll be all alone when we exit through this passage later—

Who can be sure they can keep their spiritual herbs from him?

Even... to save their lives?!

These words were like a venomous snake, precisely striking at the deepest fear in everyone's heart!

Yes!

The strength that Jiuyou displayed was too terrifying, and he was clearly not someone to be trifled with.

He already has three plants; wouldn't he be tempted to have more?

Once he leaves this place and is alone in the ruins, who will be his opponent?

The scene of him killing a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator like slaughtering chickens and dogs is still vivid in my mind!

Hei Hong's face was grim as he gripped his giant axe tightly.

Zhang Lingwei's smile vanished, and the Jade Scale Needle popped out from between her fingers...

Xiao Wujian's sword intent surged once more, his cold gaze locking onto Jiu You, clearly swayed by his words.

Even the cultivators in the early and middle stages of Foundation Establishment behind them, as well as the various forces, all changed their expressions and subconsciously moved their feet.

They were subtly forming an encirclement around Jiu You and Jiang Feng!

Treasures touch people's hearts.

And more importantly, eliminate the biggest threat!

"Senior Demon Flame is right! We can't let him leave!"

"He killed our clan elder! This revenge will be taken!"

"We can't let him keep all three Sword Spirit Grasses for himself!"

"Let's all attack together! No matter how powerful he is, he's just one person!"

Those cultivators in the back who were either eager to watch the excitement or also harbored greedy desires began to jeer and clamor.

Liu He of the Golden Light Sect jumped the loudest, recalling the humiliation of that day. Now, with the opportunity to use everyone's strength to eliminate their formidable enemy, he immediately raised his arms and shouted:

"Fellow Daoists! This demon has committed heinous crimes and killed countless people! Today, we will act on behalf of Heaven and we must not let him leave this place alive!"

He tried to find a plausible reason for the siege.

Jiang Feng's face was slightly pale, and his left leg wound was still bleeding. He looked at Jiu You nervously, thinking to himself:

"Senior... are you able to handle this?"

(There are two more chapters to go. I'll write more when I have more free time to make up for the previous updates. I hope you can support me with some free gifts, thank you!)