Cultivating To Immortality

The Azure Whale King did not possess the Eight-Armed Beast King's Spirit Recovery Secret Art, and its life force was rapidly draining. It was only then that it realized how terrifying the person before it was.

The Azure Whale King's demon core burst out of its body, carrying its innate demon soul, and quickly fled into the distance.

Fang Hong activated his Swift Wind Wings, and with a flash of his figure, instantly appeared before the Azure Whale King's demon core, grabbing it firmly in his hand.

The Azure Whale King, a Demonic King who once terrorized the Outer Sea, was completely slain within a few breaths, without even a chance to escape.

Everything happened so fast that the Eight-Armed Beast King, who was nearby, was stunned.

"Ahhhh."

The Eight-Armed Beast King finally came to its senses, letting out a terrified cry.

Disregarding its son's soul body and its own dignity, it immediately transformed into human form and fled into the distance with all its might.

It had completely lost its will to fight at this moment.

How could an enemy capable of slaying the Azure Whale King in an instant be someone it could contend with? If it hesitated for another moment, it would likely be the next to die.

"So, Demonic Kings can also be afraid," Fang Hong said, unhurriedly sealing the Azure Whale King's demon core, allowing the Eight-Armed Beast King to fly a certain distance first.

Seeing that the distance was sufficient, Fang Hong's Swift Wind Wings behind him vibrated violently. He unleashed the Swift Wind Secret Technique, transforming into a dazzling golden light that instantly streaked across the sky, shooting forward.

Whoosh!

In just a few breaths, Fang Hong appeared like a phantom before the Eight-Armed Beast King, arms crossed over his chest, looking composed and at ease, as if everything was under his control.

"Wh-what?"

The Eight-Armed Beast King suddenly noticed a golden flash before its eyes, and upon closer inspection, it was Fang Hong. Its face instantly changed dramatically, filled with horror.

What kind of terrifying speed was this?

"What? Weren't you just aggressively trying to take my life?" Fang Hong's gaze was playful as he taunted.

"Damn it."

The Eight-Armed Beast King roared. Since there was no retreat, it would fight with all its might.

The next moment, it transformed into its massive true form, its thick, mountain-like tentacles thrashing, shaking the entire sea surface.

It unleashed all the demon power within its body, launching a ferocious assault on Fang Hong without holding back.

Fang Hong merely smiled faintly, a hint of disdain and contempt in his eyes.

He raised his right hand, and a soul severing sword, glowing with an eerie light, emerged. As its sword light pulsed, killing intent surged like a tide.

Without the slightest hesitation, he directly met the attack, beginning the hunt.

After several moves, the Eight-Armed Beast King's colossal body had lost all signs of life, leaving only a lifeless corpse floating in the air.

Its demon core and demon soul were mercilessly captured by Fang Hong into his palm.

"I-I want to know who exactly I died by," Although the Eight-Armed Beast King's demon soul was unwilling, at this point, it could only accept its fate.

"Just a loose cultivator, not worth mentioning," Fang Hong replied casually.

He had no interest in his enemy's grievances. With a wave of his hand, he sealed the demon soul and demon core together in a jade bottle, no longer paying them any mind.

At this point, among the four Demonic Kings, the Golden Winged King, the Azure Whale King, and the Eight-Armed Beast King had all been personally slain by Fang Hong. Only the most powerful Dragon King remained uncaptured.

Fang Hong pondered. The Dragon King was the strongest of the four Demonic Kings, having already advanced to level ten a long time ago. Its current strength might be even greater.

Fang Hong began to process the body, first collecting the Eight-Armed Beast King's demon blood and some precious skin, then activating his demon gourd to absorb the Eight-Armed Beast King's corpse, refining it into a level ten demonic beast spirit pill.

After he finished, Fang Hong returned to the Azure Whale King's corpse, repeating the same process, collecting its demon blood and important materials one by one.

Next, he again summoned his demon gourd, absorbed and refined it, successfully producing a second level ten demonic beast spirit pill.

After thoroughly dealing with the two Demonic King corpses, Fang Hong returned to the Golden Winged King's Immortal Cave.

He activated the restriction, entered the secret chamber deep within the Immortal Cave, and, as per his custom, began to read the souls of the two Demonic Kings, hoping to gain some valuable intelligence from them.

...

Ten days later, Fang Hong slowly walked out of the Golden Winged King's Immortal Cave, his expression calm, but with a hint of regret.

This soul reading had not yielded any useful intelligence.

That day, the Eight-Armed Beast King and the Azure Whale King came to find the Golden Winged King because they wanted to unite with the Dragon King to plan how to attack the human Inner Sea.

The high-level experts of their race being slain made the two Demonic Kings unable to swallow their anger, which is why they were thinking about how to attack the Inner Sea.

Fang Hong paid no heed to this.

Humans had occupied the Inner Sea for many years; it was not so easily breached. Moreover, the three Demonic Kings had already been hunted by him, making this matter even more impossible.

As for the remaining Dragon King, it would not possibly venture alone into human territory to cause trouble, otherwise, it would be no different from seeking its own death.

Unwilling to dwell on it, Fang Hong rose into the air and began to set up layers of formations around the island where the Golden Winged King resided.

After the arrangements were complete, Fang Hong arrived at the edge of the island, took out a drop of the Golden Winged King's innate demon blood from his storage bag, cast a command secret art, and flicked the demon blood onto the sea surface.

Dong.

Dong.

Dong.

The demon blood emitted waves of unusual fluctuations, and red ripples spread out in layers, rapidly extending to the surrounding sea area.

This was extremely similar to the Demon Attraction Powder he had used before. He wondered what the effect would be like?

In the Golden Winged King's memory, it also commanded the demons in this way.

Using innate demon blood as a guide, supplemented by specific incantations, one could summon a large number of lesser demons.

However, this secret art consumed a great deal of magical power, so unless it was a particularly important matter, Demonic Kings generally would not use it easily.

Now, Fang Hong, using its memory, mimicked the secret art, intending to gather the surrounding demonic beasts here for his own use.

Seeing the secret art take effect, Fang Hong immediately hid to the side, quietly waiting for the demonic beasts to appear.

...

He waited for a full day, and finally, scattered demonic beasts began to arrive, drawn by the demon blood fluctuations, and their numbers were still increasing.

As soon as these demonic beasts approached the drop of Demonic King's blood, they immediately became extremely excited.

They churned around the bloodstain, yet hesitated to get too close.

The Demonic King had not yet given a command, so they naturally dared not move rashly; approaching without permission would likely bring trouble upon themselves.

Fang Hong saw this scene and sneered inwardly.

These low-level demonic beasts, with their undeveloped intelligence, still thought it was the Golden Winged King commanding them, unaware that death was approaching.

Fang Hong was not in a hurry to act but continued to wait patiently. The current number of demonic beasts was not enough; he wanted to catch them all in one swoop.

Another ten days passed, and over five thousand demonic beasts had gathered in the surrounding sea area.

Among them, there were as many as seven or eight hundred demonic beasts of level seven or higher, while the rest were mostly mid-to-low level demonic beasts of levels five and six.

This large expanse of demonic beasts, a dark mass floating on the sea, looked incredibly terrifying.

Fang Hong watched from the shadows, secretly clicking his tongue.

He had to admit, the Demonic King's rallying power was far more effective than Demon Attraction Powder.