Cultivating To Immortality

Fang Hong secretly made a decision: when he had free time, he would definitely refine a few good puppets.

Although these puppets might not be of much use to him personally, they would be good for his beloved wife's self-defense.

After inspecting the items in his storage bag, Fang Hong slowly turned his gaze to the several Nascent Soul Cultivator elders who were suppressed on the ground.

He raised his hand and, without hesitation, directly pulled one of the Early Stage Nascent Soul elders in front of him, pressing his five fingers onto the elder's head, then performed the Soul Searching Demonic Technique.

"Ahhhh."

The elder's eyes instantly rolled back, his facial muscles contorted, and demonic light flickered violently all over his body as he let out an extremely painful scream.

The Soul Searching Demonic Technique Fang Hong was using at this moment was not a common low-rank soul-searching method, but a more profound soul Reading Secret Art.

It was far superior to the Divine Soul Reading with Seven Ghosts he had used before, with several times the improvement in both efficiency and effect.

This secret art was something he had obtained from Tang Tian.

The other five Nascent Soul Cultivator elders, seeing Fang Hong's cold and ruthless demeanor, instantly turned pale.

They could tell at a glance that Fang Hong was forcibly searching his soul!

No matter what kind of soul-searching method it was, it was extremely dangerous. For the one whose soul was searched, at best, their sea ​​of ​​consciousness would be damaged and their soul incomplete; at worst, they would perish on the spot, their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

Although they were all esteemed Nascent Soul Old Ancestors, at this moment, facing Fang Hong's methods, they could not hide the intense fear and unease in their hearts.

A moment later, the Early Stage Nascent Soul elder finally stopped screaming. His body went limp, his Qi extremely weak, and he was on the verge of death like a candle in the wind.

Fang Hong withdrew his palm, indicating that the soul search was complete.

However, his face did not show the slightest satisfaction; instead, he looked slightly disappointed.

This soul search did not yield any valuable intelligence from the elder's memories.

Since this elder was no longer useful and keeping him had no meaning, Fang Hong directly ended his life with a single palm strike.

Immediately after, Fang Hong chanted a spell, extracting the broken soul and directly absorbing it into his demon soul banner as nourishment for the Soul Banner.

After dealing with the first elder, Fang Hong did not pause at all. He immediately grabbed the second elder and, using the same method, began to repeat the previous process: soul searching, soul extraction, all in one go.

Seeing Fang Hong's series of actions, the remaining four elders' faces were filled with extreme horror.

This person was simply a heinous Devil Head.

Even Old Ancestor Youmo, seeing this scene, couldn't help but tremble slightly. Usually, he was the one searching others' souls, but now, the karmic retribution had finally arrived.

"You devil, you harm all living beings; sooner or later, you will suffer Heavenly Dao's retribution, ahhhhh."

The Divine Fire Sect Old Ancestor, currently held by Fang Hong's head, was in extreme panic and couldn't help but roar loudly.

"I'm harming you, not opposing the Heavenly Dao, so where does Heavenly Dao's retribution come from?"

Fang Hong's lips curved into a faint smile, but his hand movements showed no hesitation as he continued to perform the soul searching technique. The Divine Fire Sect Old Ancestor's screams echoed throughout the ancient treasure space.

A moment later, the Divine Fire Sect Old Ancestor finally quieted down.

Fang Hong shook his head, having found no useful intelligence, so he directly killed him, and his soul was also sealed into the demon soul banner.

"It's your turn." Fang Hong's gaze swept towards the High Heaven Sect Old Ancestor, his voice low, as he slowly raised his palm.

"Fellow Daoist, wait. I spoke a bit rashly just now. I am willing to be your subordinate, even to guard your gate."

Under the pressure of death, the High Heaven Sect Old Ancestor finally couldn't hold on. His face turned pale, and he actually chose to beg for mercy.

"Oh? Didn't you just say that we, Nascent Soul Cultivators, would rather die than surrender? Why are you afraid now?" Fang Hong chuckled.

The High Heaven Sect Old Ancestor's old face immediately became incredibly awkward, speechless.

Fang Hong ignored him, waved his hand, drew him closer, and directly searched his soul.

A Nascent Soul Cultivator guarding the gate would indeed be good, but Fang Hong didn't have any sect gate to guard.

Instead of letting these people linger on, it would be better to refine them into spirit pills to help his own cultivation advance further.

After another moment, the High Heaven Sect Old Ancestor died, killed on the spot by Fang Hong, and his soul was taken into the demon soul banner.

Fang Hong still found no useful intelligence. These sect Old Ancestors almost all stayed in their Immortal Caves to cultivate in seclusion, with no Opportunities to be found on them.

Among the six Nascent Soul Old Ancestors, only the Netherworld Sect Old Ancestor remained.

Old Ancestor Youmo, however, was surprisingly quiet at this moment, not saying a word, only staring coldly at Fang Hong.

"Do you have any last words?" Fang Hong asked casually.

"Kill or dismember me as you please, less nonsense." Old Ancestor Youmo snorted coldly, his tone firm.

"As expected of a Demonic Cultivator, you are indeed tough." Fang Hong chuckled, said no more, and directly began to search his soul.

Accompanied by flashes of demonic light, Old Ancestor Youmo finally couldn't help but let out a shrill scream, his body trembling violently.

After a while, the soul search was complete, but the smile on Fang Hong's face did not increase; instead, it became solemn.

He had found a piece of bad intelligence from Old Ancestor Youmo's memory.

Through Old Ancestor Youmo's memory, Fang Hong understood the intelligence of the various major forces in the Western Regions.

The Western Regions had no distinction of countries, being divided by three major Demonic sects: Hehuan Sect, Blood Spirit Sect, and Netherworld Sect.

Among these three Demonic sects, Hehuan Sect was the most powerful, and its Sect Master, Pure Yang Old Demon, was a Nascent Soul Peak existence.

This person primarily practiced the Hehuan Demonic Technique, was fond of both men and women, and his Cultivation was not to be underestimated.

Although the Sect Master of Blood Spirit Sect, Blood Spirit Old Ancestor, had a lower Cultivation, only at the Late Stage Nascent Soul, he practiced the extremely bloody and domineering Bloodthirsty Demonic Technique, which also should not be underestimated.

However, from an overall strength perspective, the two did not pose much of a threat to Fang Hong.

What truly made Fang Hong's expression sink was that the three major Demonic sects had secretly reached an agreement to jointly launch a large-scale invasion war against the Southern Regions.

According to the memory, Netherworld Sect was responsible for attacking Sand Country, while Hehuan Sect and Blood Spirit Sect were responsible for attacking Qin and Zhao.

Upon learning this news, Fang Hong could no longer sit still.

He immediately completely annihilated Old Ancestor Youmo, then quickly exited the ancient treasure space.

Immediately, Fang Hong summoned his Swift Wind Wings, performed the Swift Wind Secret Technique, transforming into a gust of wind escape light, and sped towards Qin at the fastest possible speed.

Although Danxian Valley, Taiyi Sect, and Beast Taming Sect in Qin all possessed considerable strength, blocking the combined attack of the two great Demonic sects, Hehuan Sect and Blood Spirit Sect, would likely be extremely difficult, with slim chances of victory.

Therefore, Fang Hong had to rush back. After all, his beloved wife was still in Taiyi Sect, and if he didn't return soon, his beloved wife might be in danger.