Cultivating To Immortality

Several hours later, Fang Hong finally arrived at the imperial capital of Zhao.

As the core region of Zhao, this imperial capital truly lived up to its reputation, with a rank of prosperity far exceeding that of other cities.

The city walls were tall and majestic, like a giant dragon coiled, giving a sense of solemnity and grandeur.

Along both sides of the streets, pavilions stood in dense rows, orderly and well-arranged, stretching for over a thousand li at a glance.

On the streets, people bustled and flowed continuously.

Cultivators and mortals mingled without barriers, each busy with their own affairs.

Various trading streets were bustling, with medicinal pills, talismans, weapons, and more, everything imaginable, a dazzling array.

In the central area of the imperial capital, hundreds of magnificent, resplendent palaces stood in the distance, a majestic and solemn cluster of layered palaces.

Presumably, that was the imperial palace of Zhao.

Fang Hong strolled along a street and observed many unique features of Zhao.

For example, those peculiar spiritual tools: four-wheeled spiritual carriages, three-wheeled spiritual carriages, and even flying spiritual tools that slowly traversed the air, just like a cultivator's spiritual artifact.

The operators of these spiritual tools were mostly ordinary mortals without cultivation.

From their skilled operation, it was evident that these spiritual tools were already extremely popular in the imperial capital, deeply integrated into all aspects of people's lives, and had even formed a new way of life.

After walking a short distance further, Fang Hong suddenly arrived at a massive plaza in the very center of the imperial capital.

The plaza was incredibly vast, and at this moment, a large crowd of people had gathered, forming neat lines, seemingly undergoing spiritual root testing?

Around the plaza, voices boomed, and discussions were incessant.

Fang Hong listened to these discussions, and from the words of everyone, he gradually understood some important information.

It turned out that the Tianwu Empire was openly recruiting disciples.

The Tianwu Empire had brazenly set up a recruitment point in the imperial capital of Zhao; it seemed that the Zhao royal family had most likely truly fallen.

Fang Hong left the plaza expressionlessly, and in the next moment, his figure flickered slightly, disappearing from his original spot.

When he reappeared, Fang Hong was already in front of a grand hall in the imperial palace of Zhao.

Fang Hong's face was calm, and he subtly released a trace of his aura, causing the entire imperial palace to tremble.

Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh.

Just as Fang Hong finished releasing his aura, ten streaks of light soared from the depths of the imperial palace, moving extremely fast, appearing above Fang Hong's head in an instant, forming a neat formation.

After the light dissipated, ten figures emerged, male and female, dressed in various attires, and the aura of these ten people was not weak; they were all Nascent Soul Cultivators.

Upon closer inspection, among these ten, there were two Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivators, three Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivators, two were Nascent Soul Late Stage, and the remaining three had actually reached the Nascent Soul Peak rank.

Such a lineup far exceeded the strength of the Demon Subduing Alliance in Qin.

No wonder the Zhao royal family collapsed in such a short time, easily annexed by the Tianwu Empire.

These ten Nascent Soul Cultivators looked solemn, their gazes like facing a formidable enemy, staring intently at Fang Hong, seemingly sensing an extremely dangerous aura.

However, before they could even speak, Fang Hong released another trace of his aura.

"Ahhh."

Several shrill screams immediately followed, and the ten high and mighty Nascent Soul Cultivators all fell from mid-air, crashing heavily to the ground, looking utterly disheveled.

"Divine Transformation Stage Powerhouse."

One of the Black-robed Old Man, his face filled with terror, his voice trembling.

The ten of them turned ashen, all revealing expressions of disbelief, finally realizing that the young man before them was actually a Divine Transformation Stage mighty figure.

"Se-Senior, we are subordinates of the Tianwu Great Emperor of the Tianwu Empire. We didn't know Senior was gracing us with your presence. What brings you here?"

The Black-robed Old Man prostrated himself on the ground, not daring to lift his head, fearing that a single misstep would lead to his demise.

"Oh? Tianwu Great Emperor?" Fang Hong raised an eyebrow, seemingly a little surprised.

A Nascent Soul Peak cultivator was merely someone's subordinate? This indicated that the so-called Tianwu Great Emperor was very likely also a Divine Transformation Stage cultivator.

"Rep-Replying to Senior, the Tianwu Great Emperor is indeed a Divine Transformation Realm cultivator, just like you. He usually enjoys befriending heroes from all over the world. If he knew of Senior's arrival, he would surely be very pleased to meet you."

The Black-robed Old Man spoke cautiously. At this moment, he could only bring up the Tianwu Great Emperor behind him, hoping to make Fang Hong wary.

Fang Hong's expression remained unchanged, ignoring the implied hint in his words, and directly asked in a cold voice.

"Where is the Zhao Emperor? Did you kill him?"

"The Zhao Emperor..."

The Black-robed Old Man trembled and quickly replied, "I dare not hide anything from Senior, the Zhao Emperor, he had escaped."

"Escaped? What do you mean? Tell me truthfully." Fang Hong frowned slightly, his tone growing colder.

The Black-robed Old Man dared not hesitate and quickly explained the truth.

"When we were ordered to attack the imperial palace, the Zhao Emperor resisted stubbornly using the imperial palace's formation, but ultimately, he was outnumbered."

"At the last moment, he used an ancient Teleportation formation to flee. As for where he was teleported, we truly do not know."

"Where is the Teleportation formation?" Fang Hong continued to ask.

"The Teleportation formation is in a corner of the imperial palace." The Black-robed Old Man pointed in one direction.

Fang Hong nodded, but did not immediately go there. Instead, he slightly raised his hand, and ten streaks of purple light shot out from his fingertips, precisely entering the sea ​​of ​​consciousness of the ten Nascent Soul Cultivators.

"Ahhhh."

The ten immediately rolled on the ground, screaming in unbearable pain.

The purple light contained an extremely sinister power, which was the Demonic Transformation Secret Art from the Dark Demonic Transformation Technique.

After only a few breaths, the ten stopped struggling, each standing up, their faces no longer tense, but instead respectfully standing before Fang Hong.

They had been completely demonized by Fang Hong, becoming Fang Hong's most loyal demonic servants, and from now on, they could only obey Fang Hong's commands, almost like puppets.

Subsequently, Fang Hong ordered the ten to lead the way, while he followed behind, heading directly to the location of the teleportation formation.

Before long, Fang Hong arrived at a corner of the imperial palace and saw the teleportation formation.

This teleportation formation was very large, nearly ten zhang in circumference, and the formation seals on it were very complex, much more complex than the ancient teleportation formation on White Desert Mountain.

Fang Hong's gaze was solemn; with just one look, he determined that this was an ultra-long-distance teleportation formation. As for where it led, he currently had no clues.

"Where will it teleport to? The Azure Wave Sea? Or another continent?" Fang Hong muttered to himself, falling into deep thought.

Fang Hong had read many ancient texts and knew that this world actually consisted of more than just the Heavenly Azure Continent.

In fact, across the vast and boundless ocean, there existed other distant continents, separated by immense stretches of sea, a distance so vast that it was daunting.

Even a Divine Transformation Stage cultivator would need at least several decades to fly across the entire ocean.

As for cultivators below Divine Transformation, it was almost impossible for them to cross the ocean.

Therefore, Fang Hong now suspected that this ultra-long-distance Teleportation formation before him was very likely leading to a new continent.