Humans are in the wilderness, God is in perfection!

Bifang spread its wings and struck the sky, causing the sky to tremble and heavenly fire to fall. It was originally a fire-elemental god and demon. The first Bifang had created a great divine power that shook the ancient times.

At this moment, it displayed a trace of power, and one could see that it was surrounded by dazzling and blazing heavenly fire. Each strand of fire could burn the sky and boil the sea, and finally it merged into the divine feathers on its body, as if it had been ignited in an instant.

boom!

With a powerful gust of wind, a violent storm erupted, while heavenly fire enveloped the divine feathers, transforming them into fiery divine swords that slashed towards Xia Mangqing from all directions.

"cut!"

Xia Mangqing's main body and second primordial spirit dared not be careless at this moment. Bifang displayed its strongest form, using the great divine power inherited by the clan, which was unstoppable.

At this moment, Xia Mangqing unleashed his full power, employing several great divine abilities. His second primordial spirit also evolved a sword formation and cast secret techniques, with dazzling brilliance and heaven-reaching Daoist charm engulfing this void.

Even from a great distance, the other creatures engaged in battle were horrified by this terrifying impact.

This human and this demon possess truly astonishing combat power, making them strong even among top-tier loose immortals.

The battle raged across the land, its aftershocks devastating the void. The very air around this place was shattered and chaotic, leaving behind a scene of utter devastation. What was already a desert had now become a death trap, and it seemed unlikely that any life would ever return.

Chi!

The dazzling sword light, like a silver river hanging upside down in the void, was both magnificent and unsettling.

All living beings saw Bifang being torn apart by the blade light. Almost at the same time, countless sword beams, like shooting stars, burst forth, densely packed, completely enveloping that area of ​​void.

"ah!!!"

Bifang roared, determined to reshape his divine and demonic body and fight again.

But the sword's edge didn't stop, seemingly endless, constantly severing flesh and blood.

Upon seeing this, the Black Mist Demon King in the distance changed his expression drastically and wanted to rush to Bifang's aid, but the Earth Immortals and Loose Immortals of the Tianshui Clan were no ordinary people either. They formed the Immortal Slaughtering Formation and trapped him firmly.

"Get out of here!"

The Black Mist Demon King roared, and the Demon Pearl spun, surging out black mist like divine spears, piercing in all directions. The power of the vengeful spirits within was countless. If one was pierced, their soul would be corroded, and they would suffer the calamity of being killed by ten thousand ghosts.

The Earth Immortals and Loose Immortals of the Tianshui Clan dared not be careless. They activated the Immortal Slaughtering Array, their Daoist auras intertwined, as if constructing a cage between heaven and earth. At the same time, they manifested the power of the Dao, transforming into heavenly fire, sword light, tribulation lightning... covering the sky and slashing towards the black mist and the Demon King.

No matter how amazing the Black Mist Demon King's magic weapons were, they were still unable to break through the formation and support Bi Fang.

In a short while, he saw Bi Fang perish, completely annihilated by Xia Mangqing. Even gods and demons could not recover from it.

Bi Fang's Blood Refined Divine Weapon was obtained by Xia Mangqing, who then turned around and attacked the Black Mist Demon King.

"My life is over!"

The Black Mist Demon King was filled with despair. Even gods and demons couldn't defeat Xia Mangqing, so how could a mere rogue immortal like himself possibly win?

Not to mention the immortals of the Tianshui clan at this moment; with so many powerful figures working together, he has absolutely no chance of survival.

At this point, even if he wanted to shatter his immortal body and enter the underworld for reincarnation, he would have no chance whatsoever.

boom!

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, he was beheaded, his body and soul vanished.

Seeing this, the ordinary demons on the other battlefield scattered and fled, including many powerful demons of the Myriad Manifestations and Primordial Spirits, all of whom had been carefully nurtured by the Black Mist Demon King and Bifang.

But at this moment, they dared not linger for even a moment, for fear that if they slowed down, they too would perish.

Xia Mangqing and other Earth Immortal and Loose Immortal level experts did not pursue and kill these demons, but left them to their subordinate cultivators to deal with.

"Is this why Bifang was willing to help the Black Mist Demon King?"

While sorting through their harvest, Xia Mangqing and the others discovered a picture in the Black Mist Demon King's personal immortal abode. The picture was extraordinary, depicting a silver-white snow dragon soaring through the void.

The Daoist charm is ethereal and extremely profound, seemingly encompassing the entire universe within this painting.

At first glance, they were completely engrossed in it.

However, they quickly came to their senses and looked at the painting with greed and madness in their eyes.

"It's actually related to... the Dao Ancestor?!"

"No wonder, no wonder Bifang was willing to help that Black Mist Demon King!"

"The Dao Ancestor's opportunity is an astonishing stroke of luck!"

"Such an opportunity and fortune exists in this world... If word gets out, countless powerful figures will likely come to kill us!"

"That's inevitable, so we'll wait..."

The earth immortals and wandering immortals of the Tianshui clan spoke excitedly.

That was the Dao Ancestor!

The supreme beings of the Three Realms, overlooking countless ages, existing eternally, each possessing the power to create heaven and earth.

It is truly a blessing from heaven that they have met again.

However, they quickly looked at Xia Mangqing.

Everyone present was from the Tianshui clan, except for Xia Mangqing, who was from the Xia Mang clan and was also a disciple of the Xia Emperor. He was equally powerful, and they had no right to interfere with his decisions, nor could they interfere with them.

"Your Highness, what do you think...?"

Tianshui Hong spoke up, wanting to probe Xia Mangqing's intentions.

It wasn't until he heard his voice that Xia Mangqing came to his senses. Seeing their expressions, he understood their thoughts and said, "Fellow Daoists, rest assured. Opportunities are for those who are destined to have them. Now that we know about it, it's only right that we try first. How could we let others have them?"

"Of course, whether you can get it or not depends on your own abilities."

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness!"

The immortals and rogue immortals of the Tianshui clan breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Xia Mangqing, fearing that he would report the matter to the authorities.

With the Xia Emperor behind Xia Mangqing, this opportunity is definitely out of their reach. Moreover, if Xia Mangqing reports this matter, the rewards he will receive will certainly be substantial.

In comparison, where do they get such a background?

Now that I have the opportunity to compete for opportunities and good fortune, I am already very satisfied.

If one is fortunate enough to receive such a blessing, that would be best. If one does not receive it, one cannot blame others and will not have any regrets.

"Okay, you all go and make the arrangements first, and then we'll head to that blessed land," Xia Mangqing instructed.

"yes!"

The immortals agreed and immediately began to communicate with their subordinates to arrange the follow-up matters. Once everything was ready, they headed to the blessed land depicted in the painting.

This blessed land is located deep within the lair of the Black Mist Demon King.

Or rather, it was a small world, which from the outside appeared to be just a small temple. The Black Mist Demon King, seeking an opportunity, claimed this place as his own and designated it a forbidden zone, forbidding any living being from entering.

Xia Mangqing speculated that Bi Fang probably didn't even know about this place. More likely, the Black Mist Demon King simply informed Bi Fang about the opportunity to become a Dao Ancestor, and with the oath of Heaven as a bond, that would be enough to win Bi Fang over.

Upon entering the small temple, one finds only one statue of a deity.

It is exactly the same as the snow dragon in the painting, with a mysterious Taoist charm flowing through it, and is unfathomable.

"go."

Xia Mangqing made a hand seal, and the painting flew up and disappeared into the body of the Snow Dragon statue. At this moment, the Snow Dragon seemed to come alive, emitting a silvery-white light. The void began to distort, and the scene before them gradually blurred and was engulfed by the extreme white light.

A moment later, they appeared in a blessed land.

At first glance, one can see a sacred mountain with snow-white jade steps winding up the mountain, resembling a white dragon coiled up. In addition, there are countless pavilions on the sacred mountain, standing separately, as if divided into several parts, connected to the mountain path.

"To reach the summit, one must undergo nine transformations."

"The nine transformations of the dragon also represent nine trials, which are certainly not easy."

"Fellow Daoists, I shall take my leave first!"

The immortals spoke, and then quickly headed to the foot of the sacred mountain, intending to climb to its summit.