Cultivating To Immortality

Luo Jie and the others immediately understood.

After exchanging glances, they tacitly took up positions in each corner of the formation, fully concentrating their magical power to maintain the operation of the Six-pointed Star formation.

A dazzling golden light shield instantly rose, firmly enveloping the six of them, forming an impregnable defensive barrier.

"Six-pointed Star formation? Hmph, let's see how long you can last." Blood Spirit Old Ghost sneered and roared, his face sinister and terrifying.

He then launched an attack without mercy, a series of violent magical power bombardments crashing down on the golden light shield.

Each time he struck, the golden light would dim, and seeing the light shield become increasingly faint, Luo Jie and the others' hearts sank. They could only grit their teeth and hold on.

At the same time, they silently prayed that Fang Hong would quickly deal with Old Devil Chunyang, otherwise they might not be able to last until the very end.

Meanwhile, the battle on the other side had also erupted, with Fang Hong and Old Devil Chunyang finally clashing head-on.

After catching up to Old Devil Chunyang, Fang Hong did not hesitate, immediately unleashing a powerful Spirit Void Slash.

The invisible slash swept through the void, aiming directly for the Old Demon's vital points, intending to kill him in one blow.

However, the Old Demon was wearing a treasured armor that glowed with a faint blue light, which completely blocked the incredibly sharp slash.

Fang Hong frowned slightly. It seemed that the treasured armor on the Old Demon was a low-grade spiritual treasure, and its defensive power was indeed remarkable, not comparable to ordinary spiritual artifact.

"Hehehe, as long as I can subdue you, my advancement to Divine Transformation will be just around the corner."

Old Devil Chunyang's eyes burned with fervor, and an uncontrollable fanaticism appeared on his face.

He was already impatient to absorb all the abundant Yang Qi within Fang Hong's body to further his cultivation.

Old Devil Chunyang raised his hand and waved, and a bizarre formation suddenly appeared in the void.

Immediately, large patches of pink mist spewed out from the formation, enveloping Fang Hong in the blink of an eye.

"This is the Lust Demon formation. Go on, enjoy the taste of being burned by evil fire." Old Devil Chunyang's voice came from within the mist.

As long as Fang Hong fell into this formation and his mind was eroded by evil thoughts, it would be his time to enjoy Fang Hong.

The Yang Qi of a Nascent Soul Peak cultivator, for a demonic cultivator like him, was simply an invaluable spirit pill and wondrous medicine, its effects far surpassing any Heaven And Earth Treasure.

Fang Hong was at the center of the formation, his body entwined by pink mist, and the evil fire within him burned fiercely.

This situation made him recall the scene of his first encounter with his beloved wife—it was in a secluded mountain cave, where both of them were tormented by evil fire, and it was through the fusion of their bodies and minds that they came together.

That memory instantly resurfaced in his mind.

But the current Fang Hong was no longer the low-cultivation Qi Refining disciple he once was.

Now, his mind was firm.

How could he be easily trapped by such a low-grade illusionary formation?

"Small demonic formation, break for me."

Fang Hong let out a low roar, mobilizing the Evil-repelling divine thunder within his body. He clapped his palms together in front of him, then slammed them apart with a resounding sound.

A powerful current of Qi carrying the Divine Lightning spread outwards, directly scattering all the surrounding pink mist, and the entire Lust Demon formation collapsed with it, turning into nothingness.

"How is this possible? That's Evil-repelling divine thunder."

Old Devil Chunyang's face drastically changed as he witnessed this scene.

Fang Hong, however, paid no attention to this. Taking advantage of his surprise, he quickly made his move, unleashing all the Heavenly Thunder Needle spiritual treasure within his body.

As soon as the flying needles appeared, they transformed into a sky full of needle shadows, like a golden needle rain, sweeping towards Old Devil Chunyang in an overwhelming torrent.

Old Devil Chunyang was horrified. He hastily activated his Divine Sense, unleashing a set of purple flying needle spiritual artifact.

Those flying needles shot out swiftly and in large numbers, clearly his trump card Lifebound Treasure, of extraordinary quality, indeed a set of top-grade spiritual artifact.

However, facing the spiritual treasure-grade Heavenly Thunder Needle, it was still a step short.

Ding. Ding. Ding.

The two sets of flying needles collided in the air, sparks flying everywhere.

Spiritual artifact clashing with spiritual treasure was like a moth flying into a flame. Old Devil Chunyang's flying needles, upon contact with Fang Hong's Heavenly Thunder Needle, were shattered into pieces in an instant, unable to withstand the attack.

"Spiritual treasure. He's using spiritual treasure."

Old Devil Chunyang was utterly terrified, his face pale, and he quickly fled into the distance.

He knew very well the power of an offensive spiritual treasure; it was simply something he could not resist. If he continued to entangle himself, he would surely suffer the same fate as those flying needles just now.

His only way out now was to escape quickly.

But he had not flown far before he was blocked by countless golden flying needles, which formed a net of sharp blades, completely surrounding him.

Seeing no escape route, Old Devil Chunyang could only fully activate the treasured armor on his body. Amidst the flickering spiritual light, a blue protective shield rose, tightly guarding him.

He stared intently at the sky full of flying needles, not daring to relax in the slightest.

The flying needles continuously pierced the shield. In just a moment, fine cracks appeared on the surface of the light shield.

Old Devil Chunyang's face changed drastically, and his heart was filled with extreme fear.

His low-grade spiritual treasure armor, though sturdy, was clearly unable to withstand such dense and fierce attacks and would eventually be completely pierced through.

At this critical moment of life and death, Old Devil Chunyang decisively burned his essence blood, intending to use a secret technique to escape.

Fang Hong's strength was simply too great. If he hesitated any longer, he might not even be able to save his life.

Fang Hong also noticed Old Devil Chunyang's actions. How could he just watch the Old Demon escape?

"Want to escape? Dream on."

Fang Hong snorted coldly, his body moved, simultaneously employing Swift Wind Secret Technique and Dragon Fist, fusing them into one ultimate strike.

Roar!

A heaven-shaking Dragon roar exploded, and golden light poured down like a tide, completely engulfing Old Devil Chunyang's figure.

Terrifying pressure instantly swept across the entire battlefield. Blood Spirit Old Ghost, who was in a stalemate with the formation in the distance, was also startled. He turned to look, his face changing dramatically.

The golden light gradually dissipated, and the Everyone could then clearly see the situation in the field—Fang Hong's fist was fiercely smashing into Old Devil Chunyang's chest.

Old Devil Chunyang's eyes rolled back, and the treasured armor he wore was actually shattered by Fang Hong's single punch.

All his magical power was also scattered by that one punch, completely eliminating his ability to fight, leaving him no chance to escape.

Old Devil Chunyang lay limp on the ground like a dead dog. Fang Hong did not dare to be careless, quickly casting several Seal spells to completely immobilize him.

Then, with a wave of his hand, he stored him in his portable small house ancient treasure, intending to slowly deal with this Old Demon after the battle was over.

"Old Devil Chunyang. He, he's dead?"

Blood Spirit Old Ghost was dumbfounded, his face pale, almost unable to believe what he saw.

He was scared to death, turned around, and used Blood Shadow Escape to flee into the distance, with not a shred of battle intent left in his heart.

Even an old monster like Old Devil Chunyang was rendered powerless by a single punch. If he dared to stay, he would surely face a dead end.

Blood Spirit Old Ghost ignored the fate of his disciples, only wanting to escape and save his own life as quickly as possible.

But just as he moved, Fang Hong's figure followed like a shadow, also using Swift Wind Secret Technique, closing the distance in an instant.