Longevity: Start Farming with Entries

His Divine Thought, comparable to that of a Late-stage Nascent Soul, swept across the area and immediately discovered the three cultivators and one beast engaged in a frenzied battle.

"A Nascent Soul Demon Monarch from the Blood Refining Demon Sect?"

"And it’s True Monarch Ghostly Sand from the West Nether Yellow Sand Sect!"

"Fellow Daoist Lihuo... how does it seem like he’s being ambushed by the two?"

At this, Qin Ming’s mind stirred, and he promptly commanded the Profound Water Crocodile pulling the carriage to halt.

"Master, what’s wrong?" The Heaven-Devouring Rat, perched on the table, also sensed the anomaly and immediately became alert.

"Just now, in the place where the Void Anomaly appeared, Nascent Soul Cultivators were fighting." Qin Ming replied.

"What? A Nascent Soul battle? Then we should quickly leave! It’s best not to get involved in such troubles." The Heaven-Devouring Rat instinctively suggested, shivering.

Ever since the Heaven-Devouring Rat started following Qin Ming, it had become deeply versed in the essence of self-preservation, preferring to avoid any causal entanglements even if they had the capability to solve the immediate problem.

Qin Ming, however, wore an expression of uncertainty, pondering and deliberating for a moment.

"The one in crisis is Fellow Daoist Lihuo. It seems that when he went to eliminate the Void Anomaly, he was plotted against by that Demon Monarch."

"If Fellow Daoist Lihuo were to truly fall, then the Guardian Dao Alliance would inevitably face problems. It might even fall apart... Without Great Jin in front to withstand the pressure from the Great Li Demon Dao and the Descent Realm of the Blood Realm, the next to face this will surely be the Southern Wilderness."

"What? It’s actually Master Lihuo... Just how unlucky is this old fellow? We had just left, and he was ambushed." The Heaven-Devouring Rat couldn’t help but sigh.

"So, should we..."

"Forget it, it’s two against two, let’s just help him." Qin Ming decided.

But right then.

His expression changed slightly, and he altered his statement: "No need, it’s too late now."

"Fellow Daoist Lihuo... likely cannot escape this calamity."

...

On the other side.

Under the combined suppression of Blood Aversion Demon Monarch and True Monarch Ghostly Sand, Master Lihuo was already retreating step by step.

Hiss! Boom!

The Bloodscale Demon Python spat a wave of black Demon Light, immediately corroding the nearby space. Master Lihuo threw out several Artifacts in succession,

But they were all swept by the Demon Light, gradually disintegrating into nothing.

Bam!

At this time, Master Lihuo’s Mana was severely depleted, and dodging was impossible as he was again struck by the blood-colored giant tail, sending him flying like a rag doll and crashing heavily into the ground.

A large hole was created.

He spat several mouthfuls of fresh blood, his aura weakened.

"Trying to make a pointless last stand? Let me show you what true despair is before you die!" Blood Aversion Demon Monarch showed a sneer on his face, seemingly reluctant to prolong the matter any further.

He formed a peculiar Hand Seal with his hands, and Demonic Qi on his body began to surge wildly, instantly enveloping him.

After a few breaths.

Blood Aversion Demon Monarch transformed into a blue-faced, fanged, three-headed, six-armed Demon Form, towering over two hundred zhang.

With a wind-bringing charged strike, he directly blasted Master Lihuo’s physical body and his Defensive Artifact together into pieces in an instant!

Amidst the bloody mist in the sky, a Nascent Soul phantom hurriedly flew out, clearly indistinguishable from Master Lihuo’s appearance.

Once outside of Master Lihuo’s physical form, his Nascent Soul immediately utilized the Instant Teleportation Technique, desperately attempting to flee.

After several teleportations, he had already reached a thousand miles away.

"Old Monster Lihuo is indeed ruthless, but unfortunately, it’s too late now." True Monarch Ghostly Sand looked in the direction he fled, speaking in a somber tone.

The next moment.

Blood Aversion Demon Monarch put away the Demon Form Divine Technique, yet a crimson cage resembling a birdcage, covered in Demon Patterns and exuding a touch of eerie, appeared in his hand.

Subsequently.

He took out a voodoo doll and, casting a spell, infused it with Essence Blood from Master Lihuo’s corpse, chanting incantations under his breath.

Once the curse was complete, red light burst forth!

The voodoo doll was placed inside the blood cage.

Meanwhile, across a great distance, a trace of terror appeared on the face of Master Lihuo’s Nascent Soul as it teleported frantically.

Yet suddenly, from an unknown realm came a feeling of inexplicable heart palpitations.

Just as he was about to teleport again.

A crimson cage manifested out of thin air above his Nascent Soul, resembling a prison, immediately entrapping him.

No matter how he tried to teleport, he couldn’t break free from the cage, firmly imprisoned.

Rivulets of crimson Demon Light coursed from within the cage, beginning to erode his Nascent Soul Divine Soul.

Master Lihuo’s Nascent Soul grew befuddled, his vision blurring, until he fell into an endless abyss of darkness...

Moments later.

Two Escape Lights arrived in an instant, revealing the figures of Blood Aversion Demon Monarch and True Monarch Ghostly Sand.

"Fellow Daoist Blood Aversion’s Nascent Soul Demon Forbidden Secret Technique is truly formidable, even restricting Nascent Soul’s space teleportation."

True Monarch Ghostly Sand barely squeezed out a smile, complimenting Blood Aversion Demon Monarch beside him.

Even though he had known beforehand that the other possessed secret techniques targeting Nascent Souls, witnessing it with his own eyes sent chills down his spine.

To be able to lock down and imprison a Nascent Soul with just a bit of Essence Blood, such methods were beyond his comprehension, leaving him astounded.

If used on himself, True Monarch Ghostly Sand admitted, he had no assurance of escape...

"I wonder how Fellow Daoist Blood Aversion plans to deal with this Nascent Soul? Perhaps we should just destroy it?"

Blood Aversion Demon Monarch raised his hand, casually taking the blood cage containing Master Lihuo’s Nascent Soul.

"Heh heh heh! This Nascent Soul is of great benefit to this Demon Monarch’s cultivation of Demon Techniques and even in crafting Demon Treasures."

"Fellow Daoist Ghostly Sand, I know you are worried about word getting out that you’ve sided with our sect, becoming a target of public criticism."

"You needn’t worry. The moment Master Lihuo’s Nascent Soul entered the Blood Spirit Cage, its Divine Soul and spirituality were completely annihilated, leaving no possibility of resurrection or rebirth."