Cultivating To Immortality

"Awoo, awoo, ahhh."

With the appearance of the black Demon Banner, the surroundings were instantly enveloped by a thick demonic qi.

As the demonic qi churned, tens of thousands of wronged souls writhed and roared within it, emitting a series of chilling, mournful wails that made one's scalp tingle.

These ghostly howls, filled with resentment and pain, transformed into invisible demonic sounds. Propelled by the demonic qi, they surged towards Fang Hong.

"A rather good spiritual artifact," Facing such power, Fang Hong was not startled. Instead, a look of approval appeared on his face as he nodded slightly in praise.

Tang Tian's Demon Banner had at least reached the rank of a top-tier spiritual artifact. The demonic sounds it emitted contained a powerful suppressive force, capable of interfering with his magical power to some extent. It was indeed extraordinary and appeared incredibly evil.

"Hahahaha. This treasure is called the 'demon soul banner.' It was refined using the souls of a hundred thousand living beings. How about it? How much of your excellency's magical power can still be exerted?" Tang Tian sneered, a hint of madness and triumph in his eyes.

"A hundred thousand living beings, tsk tsk tsk." Fang Hong couldn't help but click his tongue. He was indeed a great demon lord.

"Take this. Let me show you the consequences of underestimating this Tian." Before Tang Tian finished speaking, he had already made his move.

The blood-colored sword in his hand danced like the wind, transforming into streaks of sharp, blood-red light. Carrying a bloodthirsty aura, it ferociously slashed towards Fang Hong. The sword's momentum was violent, and its killing intent was palpable.

Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh.

Tang Tian's swordplay was exceptionally sharp, and his attacks were incredibly fast. One move followed another, giving no chance to breathe.

Unfortunately, his opponent was Fang Hong.

Fang Hong's steps were agile, and his figure was as light as if he were strolling through a garden. Whenever the blood-colored sword was about to strike, he would always dodge in time, his robes fluttering.

Tang Tian became increasingly alarmed as he fought.

He had unleashed almost all of his sword moves, yet he couldn't even touch a corner of Fang Hong's clothes. This feeling of hitting nothing but air made him even more furious.

Buzz.

Just as Tang Tian swung his sword to strike again, Fang Hong suddenly stopped dodging.

He raised his hand and extended two fingers, casually clamping down. He actually held the swiftly approaching blood-colored sword firmly between his fingers, his movements as effortless as plucking a flower or leaf.

"This sword is also quite good."

Fang Hong looked at the blood-colored sword in Tang Tian's hand with interest, asking with a hint of teasing, "It couldn't be refined with human blood, could it?"

"Exactly. This sword is called the 'Bloodthirsty Demon Sword.' It was refined from the fresh blood of those hundred thousand living beings and is my Lifebound Treasure. Do you dare to try and take one of my sword strikes?" Tang Tian sneered in response.

"Haven't I already taken it?" Fang Hong smiled faintly.

Immediately, he flicked his fingers, and a massive force suddenly erupted, sending Tang Tian staggering back several feet, his feet dragging grooves in the ground.

Tang Tian barely managed to stabilize himself, the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword in his hand vibrating uncontrollably, almost slipping from his grasp.

He was incredibly shocked. Fang Hong had easily repelled him with just the power of his physical body; his strength far exceeded his imagination.

"You actually weren't affected by the demon soul banner at all?" Tang Tian asked in disbelief.

The demon soul banner was his trump card, with a strong disruptive effect on the soul. Any ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivator encountering it would have long since become mentally chaotic and their magical power disorder.

How could Fang Hong be completely unharmed?

Fang Hong did not explain this.

The principle of the demon soul banner had a similar effect to his soul severing sword Divine Power. Both were methods to disturb the soul and weaken combat power, and their power was considerable.

However, Fang Hong's sea ​​of ​​consciousness was protected by the Soul Nurturing Pearl, so the demon soul banner naturally had no effect on him.

Fang Hong raised his hand and waved, and the fire cloud gourd flew out in response, suspended in the air.

Accompanied by a low hum, a rich red mist spewed from the mouth of the gourd, instantly intertwining and entangling with the surrounding demonic qi.

When Tang Tian saw the fire cloud gourd, his face instantly changed dramatically. Thinking the red mist was some kind of attack, he dared not be careless and immediately cast a purple fire shield to tightly envelop himself.

However, in the next moment, Tang Tian was completely dumbfounded.

He watched as the demon soul banner behind him and the Blood Demon Sword in his hand instantly transformed into two streams of purple and red light, forcibly sucked away by Fang Hong's gourd.

Pfft!

With his Lifebound Treasure forcibly taken, Tang Tian's body immediately shook, and he violently spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood, his face filled with horror.

"Impossible. What did you do to my spiritual artifact? How could this happen?"

"Hehe, your two spiritual artifacts are well-refined. I'll just borrow them for now," Fang Hong said with a smile as he recalled the fire cloud gourd to his palm.

After the fire cloud gourd was promoted to spiritual treasure, its power greatly increased. Even a spiritual artifact held in hand could be forcibly sucked away by it.

"That gourd, could it be the rumored spiritual treasure?"

Tang Tian's face was ashen. Fang Hong's casual move had caused him to lose two Lifebound Treasures; it was truly hateful.

Due to his apprehension about the gourd in Fang Hong's hand, Tang Tian dared not sacrifice any more spiritual artifacts.

He flew into the air and abruptly flung out six purple formation flags, placing them with extreme precision in six directions around Fang Hong.

As soon as the formation flags landed, bursts of demonic qi immediately rose, and a vast and complex demonic formation quickly took shape, enveloping Fang Hong's entire figure like a cage.

"This is the Six Demon Frenzy formation."

Tang Tian's eyes were bloodshot as he shouted.

"Hatred, greed, lust, jealousy, fear, sorrow, all these negative emotions will drown you, and you will fall completely into madness."

Seeing the demonic formation take shape, Tang Tian's confidence returned, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.

The Six Demon Frenzy formation was his most skilled formation, having trapped and killed many powerful enemies. He didn't believe Fang Hong could easily escape this time.

Within the demonic formation, rolling purple demonic qi enveloped Fang Hong. Tang Tian felt uneasy, so he waved his hand, and two orbs of light shot out from beside him.

Roar!

The orbs of light dissipated, instantly transforming into two massive purple Flood Dragons.

These two Flood Dragons were over a hundred feet long, their bodies surging with demonic qi. They were precisely the demonic Flood Dragons refined by Tang Tian, each possessing an astonishing rank nine strength. Together, they were enough to kill a Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivator.

The demonic Flood Dragons, filled with murderous intent, charged into the demonic formation and began to tear at Fang Hong.

"Let's see how you die this time." Tang Tian said with a triumphant laugh.

Before Tang Tian could rejoice for long, a blinding golden light suddenly erupted from within the demonic formation.

Immediately following a few painful roars, streaks of golden lightning tore through the demonic qi, instantly dispelling all of the demonic Qi within the entire formation.

Boom!

The Six Demon Frenzy formation crumbled. The two demonic Flood Dragons were already lying on the ground, instantly killed by Fang Hong's Heavenly Thunder Needle, reduced to two corpses.

"You certainly have many tricks up your sleeve."

Fang Hong remained calm and composed, surrounded by lightning. The Heavenly Thunder Needle hovered around him, and the Evil-repelling divine thunder pulsed continuously.

"Evil-repelling divine thunder. Another spiritual treasure." Tang Tian was almost scared witless when he saw the flying needles beside Fang Hong and quickly fled into the distance.

Tang Tian instantly felt incredibly unlucky.

What kind of monster had he encountered?

A Nascent Soul Cultivator actually possessed two spiritual treasures, and they were even refined from golden thunder bamboo.