Fantasy: I Have a Max-Level Immortal Emperor Account

Chapter 14 Northern Darkness Divine Art, Quasi-Emperor Divine Weapon!

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have obtained a top-tier ninth-grade cultivation technique, the Northern Darkness Divine Art!"

The system prompt sounds.

As soon as he finished speaking, the rune book broke down into countless profound runes, as if attracted by something, surrounding Lin Xuan and merging into his limbs and bones.

boom……

At the same time, the abundant spiritual energy carried by the rune gave birth to fifty python dragon seeds in less than a breath, and each python dragon seed hatched the moment it appeared.

He was empowered by the power of a full one hundred and sixty pythons!

The profound runes derived from the Northern Darkness Divine Art were largely integrated into his limbs and bones, imbuing Lin Xuan's bones with the characteristics of the Northern Darkness Divine Art, allowing him to absorb demonic energy and temper his physique.

Furthermore, the more demonic energy it absorbs, the stronger the Northern Darkness Body becomes; currently, it only possesses a few unique characteristics.

Lin Xuan's mind moved.

The attribute panel then unfolded in front of him.

Nickname: Lin Xuan

Race: Terran

Title: Supreme Immortal Emperor

Identity: Core Disciple (Nine Heavens Sacred Land)

Cultivation level: Qi Refining Level 10 (Perfect)

Physique: Spirit Gathering Body, Northern Darkness Body (Early Stage)

Cultivation Techniques: Creation Dragon Technique, Northern Darkness Divine Technique.

Skills: Great Devouring Technique, Great Void Technique, Mountain Crashing Seal, Breath Concealment Technique, Wind Spirit Spear...

call!

After a long while, Lin Xuan exhaled a breath of turbid air, the murky black air containing many impurities from his body.

Meanwhile, after Lin Xuan's physique was altered.

His body was then drawn to something.

Lin Xuan flew out of the cultivation room, turning into a blur, and sped away towards the place where he had been attracted.

After crossing this cluster of buildings, you arrive at a nine-story iron tower.

There is a stone tablet ten feet tall in front of the pagoda.

On the stone tablet, three large, dark red characters were written in a vigorous, flowing style: Demon Suppression Tower!

Meanwhile, two skeletons guard this iron tower. They have survived for tens of thousands of years, and have only managed to hold on with a few wisps of their remnant souls. Their strength has long since regressed from their peak to the ninth level of Foundation Establishment.

"Trespassers will die!"

A somber voice emanated from the skulls of two skeleton guards clad in bronze armor.

A cold glint flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes.

With a single step, he moved like a shadow, instantly appearing before the two skeletal guardians. He clenched his fists, unleashing a massive, violent force of a million pounds. His fists transformed into cannonballs, instantly blasting the two cannonballs into bone fragments.

Beneath Beiming's body, the demonic energy contained within the two withered bones was devoured, and combined with the Great Devouring Technique, its power was even greater.

After dealing with those two troublesome guards.

Lin Xuan then walked up to the stone tablet.

I glanced at the towering pagoda.

He had already made up his mind that the Demon Suppression Tower was a top-grade ninth-rank magic weapon specially crafted by the Northern Underworld Emperor to complement his Northern Underworld Divine Art. Back then, the Northern Underworld Emperor used this tower to suppress many powerful demons at the Longevity Realm.

Furthermore, it was refined into a spiritual medicine, becoming an energy source to replenish itself.

However, even if Lin Xuan were to obtain the Demon Suppression Tower now, with his current strength, he would be unable to activate it until he reaches the Dao Integration Realm. He would only be able to use it as a brick to smash people.

Using a ninth-grade quasi-emperor divine weapon to smash people, that's pretty cool.

With the Northern Darkness Body, it would be no difficult for Lin Xuan to subdue the Demon Suppression Tower.

Lin Xuan raised his right hand, and a sharp burst of spiritual energy flashed. A wound appeared on his right finger, from which a drop of dark red blood essence flew out and merged into the stone tablet in front of the Demon Suppression Tower.

His essence and blood were swallowed by the stone tablet, just as ice and snow melted away.

His thoughts could communicate with the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

"receive!"

With a thought, Lin Xuan absorbed it into his sea of ​​consciousness, thus protecting his soul within and preventing him from suffering some mental harm.

After Lin Xuan took away the Demon Suppression Tower.

A vast and powerful pressure emanated from the bottom of the tower.

In an instant, Lin Xuan felt as if he were a lone boat in a raging storm, seemingly in danger of capsizing at any moment.

"Isn't the Northern Underworld Emperor setting a trap? He actually suppressed a demon under the Demon Suppression Tower. If your cultivation level isn't high enough, you'll be devoured."

Lin Xuan said helplessly to himself.

At the same time, he dared not be careless and used the Great Void Technique to hide himself in a spatial crevices, hoping to use this to escape the demon.

However, even as Lin Xuan hid in the spatial crevices, he seemed to be able to sense the demon's consciousness watching him.

This feeling is as bad as it gets.

"A great demon beyond the Dao Integration Realm!"

At this moment, Lin Xuan had only one thought in his mind.

Roar!

At the same time, a furious roar of extreme resentment echoed from the black hole at the bottom.

"kindness?"

Lin Xuan flew over and looked down. He saw a bronze platform at the bottom of a deep pit, several feet deep. On the platform was a stone pillar with many ferocious ghost totems engraved on it. The fierce malice was overwhelming. Even though Lin Xuan was ten feet away, he could still clearly sense it.

A demon with black wings on its back was tightly bound to the stone pillar, emanating an extremely dangerous aura.

Its limbs and body were firmly bound, and it could not move at all.

A pair of bloodthirsty eyes were fixed on Lin Xuan on the pit, filled with murderous intent.

Lin Xuan was immediately displeased when he saw the demon who was completely unable to move. He was sealed on this platform and was still so arrogant. This was too arrogant.

then.

Without the slightest hesitation, Lin Xuan jumped into the pit, his eyes filled with a cold glint.

"Human Race!"

"food!"

The demon man, bound by the totem pillar, spoke in a very gloomy tone upon seeing Lin Xuan.

"Ha, you're my food now!"

Lin Xuan sneered inwardly.

"Swallow!"

Lin Xuan activated the Northern Darkness Divine Art, and a black hole vortex with a powerful devouring force condensed on his right hand. However, the opening was very small, only the size of a peanut, but even so, the devouring suction force emanating from it was astonishingly terrifying.

boom……

In an instant, the demonic energy emanating from the demonic man poured out like water bursting its banks, transforming into streams of demonic energy that were swallowed up by the black hole on Lin Xuan's right hand!

"This is... that old man Bei Ming's technique!"

Upon sensing that familiar aura, a hint of hatred surfaced in the demon man's eyes.

Since he was suppressed, his cultivation level has plummeted from the peak of the Longevity Realm to the Golden Core Realm. If no one opens this treasure vault for another ten thousand years, his demonic power will probably be completely drained by this Demon Suppression Tower.

However, even if someone opens the treasure vault, as long as they are not a demon and have inherited the legacy of the Northern Underworld Emperor, they could still be drained dry.

For example, his current predicament.

The demonic energy on his body surged wildly toward the black hole in Lin Xuan's right hand, and within a few breaths, he felt himself weakening even more.

At this rate, he would be drained in less than fifteen minutes...