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

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they all looked at the Mist Demon King.

As if in response to Qingming Zhenren's words.

The black mist churning around the Mist Demon King's head twisted and gradually coalesced into a distorted, pained, and resentful human face.

It vaguely resembles the appearance of Lord Ji Chun!

The misty face let out a hoarse, frenzied roar, its voice overlapping the howl of the Mist Demon King:

"Tianming Palace! Huang Family! You seized my foundation, destroyed my body... and now you won't even spare my last wisp of remnant soul?!"

This hatred, this grudge, cannot be washed away even by the waters of the five lakes and four seas!

"It's impossible to wash off!!!"

"Difficult to wash..."

"difficult……"

Twisted, resentful roars and howls, like demonic sounds, echoed across the battlefield again and again.

Low-level cultivators below the Foundation Establishment stage would turn pale and bleed from their seven orifices simply from hearing it…

The Azure Netherworld Immortal, high above, said calmly:

"The Wasteland City has always been unclaimed, how did it become your territory?"

You went through countless hardships to infiltrate the ancient ruins and possess the body of this Mist Demon King, worn down by time to nothing but flesh, but little did you know that my Heavenly Underworld Palace had already discovered your whereabouts...

When the ancestor seized a wisp of your essence, it was already destined that no matter where you escaped to, it would be useless!

Thinking they can escape thanks to the unique environment of the Black Miasma Forest and the cover of ancient ruins? What a joke!

Huangtian Ancestor also snorted coldly, and the Imperial Heaven Big Dipper Sword was slowly drawn, pointing directly at the misty face:

"Like a stray dog, barely clinging to life."

Possessing this inhuman, ghostly body is utterly laughable! Today, I will end you completely!

Upon hearing this, everyone seemed to suddenly understand!

Back then, in order to seize control of Huangze City, Tianming Palace and the Huang family joined forces to eliminate the former city lord's faction during the beast tide attack.

Only the remnant soul of the old city lord of Jichun escaped and disappeared without a trace...

The result was that they hid here, possessed the Mist Demon King, and attempted to make a comeback?

It turns out that all of this was probably a scheme by two Core Formation cultivators from beginning to end!

Taking advantage of the ancient ruins in the Black Miasma Forest, a large number of cultivators were assembled to explore the path and break through numerous restrictions.

They even indirectly "helped" the sealed Mist Demon King (Ji Chun) escape, and then accurately located him by relying on that wisp of primordial aura.

This will save a lot of effort!

As for those dead cultivators, they were merely pawns used to scout ahead on their chessboard...

Realizing they had been used, the surviving cultivators wore complex and grim expressions, but none dared to question them.

The cultivation world is a dog-eat-dog world.

They came to seize the treasure, and they did indeed gain something.

Being reduced to a pawn means you can only swallow your pride and blame your own lack of strength and bad luck.

At this moment, the focus returned once again to that distorted, misty face.

The Mist Demon King (Ji Chun) let out a venomous and tyrannical roar:

"It's a pity, if only I had another ten years!"

Then I can completely control this body and rebuild my soul... Die, all of you!

The towering black mist, like a boiling sea of ​​ink, surged toward Qingming Zhenren as his giant claws swung.

Wherever the black mist passed, even light was swallowed up!

Master Qingming's expression remained unchanged. A blue light flowed from his fingertips, and a curved blade as thin as a cicada's wing appeared before him—his third-tier natal magic weapon.

【The Breath of Gentle Breeze】.

Its shape is extremely fluid, as if it were not forged, but rather naturally formed by the gentlest yet sharpest wind in the world.

"Idiot's dream."

Master Qingming sneered, his voice carrying the indifference and majesty unique to Core Formation cultivators.

"Even in your prime, you couldn't defeat the two of us, let alone now?"

Forcibly seizing this fourth-tier demon body, seemingly powerful, is actually incompatible with human souls.

Like a child wielding a giant hammer, how much real power can it unleash? It's just an empty shell!

【Breath of the Breeze】 emitted a clear, melodious hum.

He slashed out suddenly!

There was no earth-shattering sound, only a faint, almost invisible pale blue trail that swept across the space.

Tsk-!

The surging black mist was silently sliced ​​open, like a sharp blade tearing through cloth, its edge pointing directly at the mist face at the core of the Mist Demon King!

The Mist Demon King (Ji Chun) frantically swung his eighteen claws under his ribs, struggling to block the seemingly gentle yet incredibly deadly wind blade.

Every collision.

They all erupted with ear-piercing tearing sounds and scattered black mist!

Seeing this, how could the Yellow Heaven Ancestor miss the opportunity?

"Ji Chun, prepare to die!"

The Imperial Dipper Sword was unsheathed with overwhelming force!

The sword's blade swirled with seven stars, carrying unparalleled sharpness, transforming into a dazzling starburst that pierced straight towards the Mist Demon King's flank!

at this time.

The [Ten Thousand Controls] in Jiuyou's hand trembled violently once again.

The will within that broadsword reignited, dragging Jiu You along as it charged towards the center of the battle without a word, its fierce momentum unstoppable as it slashed at one of the Mist Demon King's main claws!

"Hold!"

Jiuyou cursed inwardly, but had no choice but to muster all his strength and power, and with the help of the broadsword, he slashed down with all his might.

His muscles bulged, his blood and qi roared like a dragon, and his entire body was covered by the Blood Gluttonous Armor as he withstood the impact of the aftershocks of the battle.

Simultaneously.

Nine Netherworlds devoted most of his attention to guarding against the two Core Formation cultivators beside him—

Defenses can not do without.

Sure enough, a look of surprise and profound meaning flashed in Qingming Zhenren's eyes:

"Oh? It seems this fellow Daoist is far more complex than he appears."

As Huang Tian Lao Zu attacked, he coldly glanced at Jiu You and sneered as he transmitted his thoughts:

"It's just because of the evil power of that ancient sword!"

However… this will conveniently deplete Ji Chun's strength for us, saving us a lot of trouble.”

The surrounding black fog grew increasingly thick.

Completely cut off from sight and consciousness...

The surviving low-level cultivators retreated again and again.

All that could be heard from the fog were terrifying crashes that sent chills down one's spine!

In the fog.

The Mist Demon King (Ji Chun) grew increasingly anxious.

Just as Master Qingming said—

Although this body is strong, each activation consumes his already limited soul power and weakens his control over the body.

Go on like this.

Forget about fusion, he's doomed today!

"You forced me to do this!!"

The Mist Demon King (Ji Chun) let out a desperate roar, and the black mist he spewed out was no longer the ordinary black mist.

Instead, it was a deeper, thicker black mist, seemingly containing primordial power.

The innate divine power belonging to the Mist Demon King—

[Foggy Area]!

In an instant, the area within a radius of several hundred feet centered on the Mist Demon King (Ji Chun) was completely enveloped by this special black mist.

Within this field.

The Mist Demon King (Ji Chun) can move and appear anywhere at will, his strength enhanced in every aspect.

The three's strength will be weakened, as if they were trapped in a swamp, their speed, spiritual sense, blood and energy, perception... will all be weakened.

"Although this will further diminish the body's power, there is no other way now..."

The Mist Demon King (Ji Chun) lurks within, making a judgment with her remaining rationality.

We must defeat them one by one!

It looked towards the Nine Netherworlds.

"That Foundation Establishment cultivator seemed the weakest, but his physical body was even tougher than that of a Core Formation cultivator. More importantly, that broadsword was quite effective against my soul..."

Each time they clashed, a terrifying will pierced straight into their souls, reducing the fusion level that Ji Chun had painstakingly accumulated.

It turned to look at Qingming Zhenren.

Although Qingming Zhenren is a Core Formation cultivator, he has only recently entered this realm, and... Tianming Palace is his most hated enemy!

Target: Master Qingming!